by Freya Kane
Unprotected
Volume 5
(5 Book Taboo Fertile Mega Bundle)
by
Freya Kane
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Unprotected – Volume 5
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Fertile Curves
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My name is Catie and I have a secret.
It’s not a secret that I’ve got curves. A girl built like me tends to get called thick or voluptuous if you’re with someone who appreciates a set of curves. I know how to dress my body, but there’s no hiding these DDs.
No, my secret is that I like it. I love my soft belly and curved hips. And I especially love my big breasts. I know that a girl who looks like I do is supposed to hide her body, not embrace it. I’m not interested in dressing in tents though. I’d much rather wear something that shows off what I have to offer, and I’ve never had a problem finding someone to keep me warm at night.
I always sleep naked. I love the feeling of the soft cotton touching my body and caressing my skin. I woke up and felt the cool fabric touching me all over. I had been dreaming about Jared. We had another date planned for this evening, and my body didn’t want to wait. I ran my hands over my breasts and stroked my nipples to hardness.
I moaned and continued to stroke my nipples, feeling the dampness growing between my thighs, and I slipped my hand between them, sliding just deep enough so that a searching finger could touch my clit.
I found the swollen nub and began rubbing it, I was slick with arousal already from a very naughty dream with Jared’s head buried between my legs, so it only took a few teasing strokes before I was whimpering and shuddering in orgasm.
There really is no better way to start your day.
***
I met Jared in the most cliched way possible, at happy hour in a local pub. His light brown hair curled above chocolate colored eyes, and his lips were always fixed in an easy smile. Jared was friendliness personified. Our sex life was normal in a way that should have made me happy. Jared had a nice sized cock that touched all the right places inside me. He never complained that I took too long to come and would happily spend half the night with his head between my legs.
Jared would eat my pussy with relish, giving licks with the perfect amount of pressure on my clit and diving his tongue into my opening like he was searching for buried treasure. When he fucked me from behind, Jared would angle his hips perfectly to ensure he’d hit my G-spot with every stroke. There was something I wanted Jared to do though, something that I had never tried with another lover, but that sounded desperately arousing to me.
Jared was over at my house tonight. I had worn a slinky black dress that clung to my curves. It was dangerously low cut and with every movement, my breasts threatened to spill out of the fabric. I decided to broach the subject.
“What’s your weirdest fetish?” I asked, taking a sip of wine to steel my courage.
Jared flushed. “It’s really embarrassing,” he mumbled.
“It’s fine! Whatever it is, we can try it. I’m open to a lot of things!” I added quickly.
Jared’s easy grin was missing, and he was staring down at his lap where a bulge was beginning to grow. Whatever it was, just thinking about it for a moment was enough to make his cock start to harden. “I know I always pull out, but I really want to come inside you. It’s not just because blowing my load inside that tight pussy will feel incredible. . . I want to get you pregnant. Your curves are so fucking hot already but with a big pregnant belly. . .”
Jared reached down and adjusted himself. He was rock hard already just from thinking about it, his cock already straining against his zipper.
My eyes widened. There was no way I was that lucky.
Jared’s face fell. He had obviously thought my surprised look was one of disgust. Quickly, I spoke up.
“We want the same thing. The exact same thing.” Now it was Jared’s turn to look shocked. “Why do you think I haven’t bothered going on the pill yet even though we’re exclusive? Part of me was hoping that you’d come inside me by accident. . . or on purpose.” Jared’s hand had returned to his erection and he was slowly stroking himself over his pants. “I want your come dripping out of my pussy. . . and I want it to take root. Breed me, Jared. Make my belly grow!”
Jared pulled me onto his lap, and I reached between us to open up his pants, his eager erection springing into my hands as soon as the zipper was released. Jared pushed my dress up, moaning in approval as soon as he realized that I wasn’t wearing any panties.
I stood up long enough to position myself before sinking back onto his cock. I groaned as Jared’s thick erection stretched me, and I started bouncing up and down on him.
“Pull down your dress,” Jared ordered. “Let me see those big, sexy tits of yours.”
Without faltering in my rhythm, I tugged my low-cut dress down a bit more until my breasts popped free. Jared lowered his face to one and sucked my nipple into his mouth. I moaned loudly, my pussy tightening around his cock at the delicious pressure.
“Think of what it’s going to be like doing this when I’m pregnant,” I said, my voice breathy with arousal at the image in my mind. “They’ll be even bigger, and you’ll be able to taste my milk when you suck on my nipples.”
Jared’s fingers parted my lower lips to find the aching button of my clit. He lifted his head from my nipple and said, “I’m not going to be able to hold back much longer, Catie. Not this time. I want to feel you come around while I’m filling up that pussy with my seed. Are you close?”
“So close!” Jared’s fingers pressed insistently against my clit. That incredible feeling, along with the idea that I might be seconds away from Jared breeding me had my pussy squeezing his cock like a vice and throwing my head back as I came.
“Fuck yes, Jared!” I cried. “Give me that come! Breed me!”
“Yes!” Jared growled, and I felt the first rush of heat inside me as Jared flooded my unprotected pussy with his come.
My orgasm seemed to go on and on, every pleasurable wave pulling Jared’s come deeper into my body where I knew it would soon take hold.
“Stand up,” Jared ordered. “I want to see.”
Knowing exactly what he wanted, I stood up on shaky legs. Jared’s softening cock slipped out of me, and a flood of our creamy juices dripped down my thighs.
Jared dragged his fingers through the sticky fluid that clung to my pussy lips and brought his come-covered fingers up to my mouth. I licked them clean, loving the salty taste of his come.
“You might have just gotten me pregnant,” I said, feeling my body flush again with renewed arousal at the idea.
Jared noticed. “I might have. But I think I’m going to need to come inside you a few more times today. . . just to make sure!”
***
I spent the next few weeks feeling like I was walking around in a haze. Jared and I had been fucking like bunnies for the past few weeks, and even though in the past Jared had enjoyed coming in my mouth or on my tits, he hadn’t come anywhere but my pussy since that first night.
I missed swallowing his come, but we weren’t going to waste a drop until I was pregnant.
It was Friday night and I had a special evening planned for Jared. A large tray of fruit waited on the coffee table, along with bowls of homemade whipped cream and thick, warm chocolate sauce. I was wearing a red satin robe ov
er my skimpiest lingerie, ready to give Jared the news.
It had worked. I was pregnant!
“What’s this?” Jared asked, dropping his keys off the counter, his eyes eagerly taking in the scene.
“I thought we could have a little bit of fun,” I said, slowly untying the satin sash that held my robe closed. “I want you to enjoy this body because it’s about to start changing.” I opened the robe slowly, revealing myself. The bra and panties I wore were made of thin lace that was spiderweb thin and nearly transparent, giving him a clear view of my nipples through the cups.
Jared’s face broke into a wide grin. “Really?”
I nodded eagerly. “I am 100% knocked up. So that big belly is coming!”
I slipped the robe off my shoulders, crossing the room to sit down next to Jared. Next to the food on the coffee table was a blindfold. I handed it to Jared, feeling almost shy despite everything that we had shared lately. “I thought I could wear this and you could feed me. After all, now I’m eating for two.”
Jared nodded and tied the soft band of fabric around my head, almost reverently. Without my vision, everything else really did seem heightened. I could hear Jared breathing from where he sat next to me and smell the faint, woodsy scent of his cologne. “Open wide,” Jared said quietly, and I felt the cool sensation of a strawberry press against my lips.
The bright flavor exploded in my mouth, sweet and just the tiniest bit tart. Jared kissed me, his tongue tracing the outer edges of my lips and taking just a bit of that sweet flavor into his own mouth.
Next came another berry, but this one was covered in the whipped cream. The cold, creamy flavor was a delicious contrast to the ripe berry, and I could hear Jared’s sharp intake of breath when I licked the remainder of the cream off my lips suggestively.
I heard Jared open the lid that covered the warm chocolate, and he brought something to my lips. He hadn’t given the chocolate time to harden though, so several drops landed on my chest. “Oops,” Jared said, sounding entirely unrepentant as he pressed the banana slice liberally coated with chocolate into my mouth, making sure to smear just a bit on my lips as well.
“I guess I should clean that up,” he breathed. An instant later, I felt his mouth on the curve of my breast, licking the sticky chocolate from my skin. His tongue carefully traced the contours of my breast, making sure that not a speck of chocolate was missed.
Already, I was wet from Jared’s slow, sensual actions. His free hand found my breast and began making small circles around my nipple, coaxing it to a stiff peak. He fed me a raspberry this time, stealing another taste. His tongue slipped deeper into my mouth this time and he nipped at the edges of my lips, a promise of everything his tongue would be doing later.
I shivered as I felt him trail a strawberry that was liberally covered with cream between my breasts, leaving a trail that he eagerly lapped up.
“You should take the bra off,” he whispered. “It’s so sexy, I’d hate to get it sticky.”
I smiled, having no doubt that we’d both be very sticky very soon.
Jared unhooked the clasp of my bra and pulled it off, tossing it to the floor as my breasts swung free. Another strawberry, this time dripping with chocolate, rubbed my hard nipples, covering them with the warm sauce.
“Better clean that up,” I stated, my voice sounding husky with arousal. Jared’s mouth closed around my nipple, sucking on my sensitive flesh and carefully licking the chocolate from my skin. I shifted in my seat, pressing my thighs together in search of any amount of friction between my legs. Jared switched to the other nipple and I moaned as his tongue sent sparks traveling down my nerve endings.
Jared’s hand trailed lower and I parted my legs to invite him in. His hand ghosted over my lace covered crotch. “Absolutely dripping,” he said, pressing his fingers against the wet lace, causing me to arch my hips towards his hand.
"Lift your hips up," Jared ordered quietly. I complied and he peeled the panties off my body, leaving me sitting naked on the couch. “Open your legs,” he added. Eagerly I obeyed.
I jumped when I felt the cool, blunt pressure of a strawberry pressing against my opening, the tapered end of the berry sliding easily inside my pussy. Jared gently moved the berry in and out of me, my juices coating the piece of fruit. I shuddered, even that small amount of stimulation feeling fantastic to my aroused body.
Jared removed the berry and I heard him take a bite. “Delicious,” he said. “Chocolate and cream are nice but neither of them can compare to your honey.”
Jared pressed another berry inside me, pushing it a bit deeper this time. This time, he brought the berry to my lips. The bright taste of the berry seemed almost intensified by the salty-sweet flavor of my arousal. The eroticism of that act had me ready to crawl on my knees and beg Jared to touch me, really touch me.
The begging never happened though. Before I could do or say anything else, I felt the tip of Jared’s tongue lick his way up the center of me. He carefully followed the counters of my outer lips, before moving deeper and tasting my inner lips. Jared paused there, leaving me almost shaking with desperation as I wait for his tongue to travel to the place I needed it most.
Taking mercy on me, Jared’s tongue dipped inside my pussy, following the path the strawberry had taken. The first strokes of his tongue flicked inside me, quick darts like a snake, before pressing deeper. “Mmmm strawberries,” Jared murmured against my body.
His tongue left no part of me untasted. With my vision blacked out by the blindfold, everything seemed to be even more heightened. Jared’s tongue seemed to be everywhere, delving into the secret places inside my body, licking and nipping until I was almost mad with pleasure but always pulling back just before I could reach my climax.
My hands tangled in Jared’s hair, desperately trying to pull him closer to where I needed him. “Jared please!” I pleaded. Finally, Jared’s lips pressed against my clit, his tongue moving unyieldingly against that aching cluster of nerves. My orgasm was like a dam breaking. The tension and incredible arousal that Jared had built in with the slow seduction had grown and grown, and when it was finally released the bliss was so intense I nearly blacked out. My entire body shook and quivered as my muscles contracted and wave after wave of exquisite pleasure filled me.
When I was quiet except for a few gasps as I tried to catch my breath, I pulled the blindfold off. Squinting in the light, I could see Jared starting at me with a look that was equal parts wonderment and pure, naked desire.
“The way you looked when you came,” he said. “It was beautiful and probably the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” The front of Jared's pants was stretched over his erection, and I was pleased to see that I wasn't the only one affected by all this. Jared continued to talk as he stripped off his clothes. “You were just so. . . abandoned.” He tossed his shirt on the floor before slowly unzipping his jeans, sighing in relief as the pressure was released on his cock. “You just lost yourself in the pleasure.” My eyes were drawn to the front of Jared’s boxer briefs, stretched with the evidence of how much he wanted me. “This is what you do to me,” he said, running his hand over the large bulge before pulling the boxer briefs down and off, leaving him standing naked in front of me.
“Come here.” I pulled Jared down on top of me. My entire body felt loose and completely relaxed after the orgasm of my life, but that didn’t mean I was done for the evening. Feeling Jared’s skin pressing against mine again was reigniting that hunger. Jared’s cock pressed against my opening before easing inside, stretching my inner walls as he filled me so perfectly.
Jared let out a loud moan as he fully sheathed himself inside my grasping wetness. Once he was fully buried in me, Jared froze as he tried to get control of himself. “You feel so fucking good,” he said, his voice tight. I smiled and squeezed my inner muscles around his cock. “Fuck Catie!” Jared exclaimed in a strangled voice. “You’re going to make me come!”
I hooked my leg around Jared's tight, well-muscled ass an
d pulled him closer to me. Pressed skin against skin, Jared began swiveling his hips and making shallow, rocking thrusts into me. Since I had already come once, the desperate need for friction had faded and instead I was able to enjoy the sensations of being filled.
Jared moved against me, all hard muscle against my soft curves. His thrusts began to increase in speed, pounding into me harder and deeper. From his position stretched out on top of me, the length of Jared’s cock rubbed against my clit with every thrust, and that divine pressure was starting to build within me again.
Jared kissed me, and his mouth tasted sweet from the berries with a hint of my own musk still clinging to his lips. His tongue brushed against my own before retreating as Jared pulled back, arching his back to get even more leverage to drive his cock deeper into me.
