The Surrogate Read online Jordan Silver

Categories Genre: Erotic, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 28444 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 142(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
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He jabbed his cock into me while holding himself up on his arms, and I hunched my pussy up to him to get all the cock I could. Cock spit and pussy cream was already frothing at my tight hole and all around his trunk of a dick like he was mixing something in my pussy with his dick.

His hand came down and rubbed all over my stomach, and the baby moved. Then he pressed down on my clit with the side of his hand and did something, I don’t know what, but it sent sparks through my head and made my pussy go into overdrive.

He slipped more cock into me and started pounding me hard. Not hard enough to hurt the baby, but harder than he has been in the last little while. I screeched and dragged my nails down his back as he pounded me into the bed, drilling my pussy with that monster until I was screaming and blubbering like a fool.

He attacked my nipples again, which I was glad for because they were starting to hurt again and needed his attention. There’s no feeling in the world like getting fucked deep while he sucks my nipples hard, geez.

After I came about five times, and he was now getting into things, he slowed his pace. I felt him staring down at me and opened the eyes I’d had closed in ecstasy. “Do you miss it?” He asked as he stroked into me, and I gave him an odd look.

“Miss what? Campus?” I started to shake my head, no.

“No, being fucked by other guys.” Not this again. He can’t seem to get over that some days and some days it’s as if it never happened. I guess my big belly is a constant reminder.

Instead of starting an argument and killing the mood, I just played it safe this time. “No, I don’t. I never wanted to fuck a lot of guys; I just wanted to have babies, I told you.” This time, unlike the others, he didn’t force the issue. He just reached over to his pillow and pulled something out.

At first, I thought it was a weapon of some kind, that he’d finally let the image of Nick fucking me get to him and was going to end it, but instead, he pulled out a little ring box. He stopped fucking me long enough to open it. “Give me your hand.” I looked on in fascination as he slipped the four-carat solitaire diamond on my finger.

I looked from the ring to him and back as tears clouded my eyes. “Don’t cry, angel baby.” He brushed the tears from my cheeks and kissed the others away as they kept coming. Then he started fucking into me again.

Christian was born in early March, a beautiful, healthy baby boy, but I couldn’t wait to pass him over to his parents so that I could get on with my life. I still wouldn’t change anything about what I’d done, but being in love makes a world of difference to life plans.

The four of us were actually pretty close, but I thought it best to put some distance between the children and me so that there would be no confusion down the line. If they wanted to tell them at some point, I was fine with that, but I was ready to start my life with Ash.

I’d told him about my plans to wait until three months between each pregnancy before getting pregnant again, but I’m not sure he heard. Because I wasn’t breastfeeding Christian, nor Shelly, I thought my milk would soon dry up, but it didn’t, because Ash drained them constantly.

But another side effect of not breastfeeding that no one bothered to tell me about is the fact that I could get easily bred. Six weeks after I gave birth, I was on my hands and knees in the middle of our bed with Ash fucking the ever-loving shit out of my poor pussy.

It’s as if he was waiting for the pregnancy to be over to let loose and boy did he ever. “Oh, oh shit…” my body rocked back and forth from the force of his pounding thrusts, but I wasn’t sure which I preferred, when he fucked me like a mastodon, or when he went in slow and deep, those piercings dragging along my nerve endings until I thought I’d go mad.

“Whose pussy is this?” He spanked my ass hard, and it jiggled and bounced, which he just loves. “It’s yours, all yours.” I pushed my pussy back on his cock hard and fast, then nice and slow. I could fuck myself on half his cock and still cum hard as fuck, but I love the burn of taking his whole length inside me.

He wasn’t too careful with me this time when he pulverized my cunt from behind, or when he threw me to my back and pulled my feet onto his shoulders and bent me double so he could jackhammer his cock into my pussy.


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