Big Men of the House: 55 Book Story Bundle Box Set(177)
Then it finally subsided. Alex lost his grip on my legs and he collapsed on top of me in a sweaty mess. Our chests heaved up and down as we tried to recover.
"Oh my god, that was fucking incredible," Alex said, exasperated. He pulled out his flaccid penis and I wanted him back inside me immediately.
"You broke me," I laughed. His sticky seed poured out of me and dried on my thighs.
Alex chuckled and then became serious. "I hope your mother didn't hear."
I waved a hand at him. "I highly doubt it. She sleeps like a rock."
"We need to keep this a secret," he said.
"Of course," I replied.
Alex kissed me on the lips and got up to put his clothes back on. "I'll come visit you tomorrow night," he whispered.
"You better."
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Alex visited me every night, taking my body in positions I never dreamed of. His cum filled me up completely.
It didn't take long for me to find out I was pregnant. When I told my mom, she wasn't surprised at all. She knew about Alex and I since the beginning. Instead of telling me that my life was over, she was excited that we were going to be one big happy family.
Stretch Me
I used to love driving alone. Singing along to the radio or just quietly thinking to myself. It was just so nice to not having any distractions. Driving at night was the best because there weren't many cars on the road and I didn't have to focus so much on the driving part. Even though I loved to drive, there were two things that I really hated about it. First, I didn't know much about cars and I how to repair them. Honestly I never cared to learn and thought that I would never need that knowledge. The second, was getting lost. I was never good at directions and I got lost frequently. Even when I would get lost I would try to have fun and make it into an adventure.
The last time I got lost was on the way to my parents house and it turned out to be the biggest adventure of my life.
It was Christmas time and I was going to visit my parents for the holidays. I lived in California and they lived in Arizona. It was a short plane ride away but this time I thought it would be fun to drive there instead. My parents tried to convince me that flying would be safer but I blew them off as being too overprotective. Looking back, I really should have taken there advice.
I decided to drive during the night so I wouldn't have to worry about any traffic. I left around 8 pm which meant I'd make it to my parents at 4 am if everything went according to plan. Fifteen minutes into the drive I went through my mental checklist of everything I needed to bring. Clothes. Check. Toothbrush. Check. Purse. Check. Phone. Check. It seemed that I had everything I needed to survive. After a few minutes of feeling content, fear started to creep back into my mind. What if I left something on at the apartment. I then had to go through a mental checklist of every possible appliance that I could have left turned on. Lights. Check. Stove. Check. TV. Check. I was pretty sure that I had turned everything off.
Did I lock the door? Suddenly, images of burglars breaking into my house flooded my mind. I really couldn't remember if I locked it or not. Should I turn the car around and check? I was already thirty minutes into the trip and a detour would take too long. I came to the conclusion that I most likely locked the door. Even if I didn't, it wasn't like a group of robbers came by my place every night to check if the door was unlocked. Everything would be fine I kept telling myself.
I turned up the heater in the car as the night got colder. I saw a gas station off in the distance and noticed that my tank was almost empty. I was mad at myself for forgetting to fill up before I left but thankful that I found a gas station before it was too late. As I got closer, the gas station was off the road on a dirt path. I slowly exited the freeway and got on the uneven road. My car was bouncing up and down as my car tried to run over all the large rocks. I pulled into the gas station and it looked like there was no one around. The lights above were flickering and looked like they would go out at any minute. The gas pump had a spot for my credit card so I swiped it and started to fill up.
I watched as the numbers flipped indicating how much money I was spending. I looked around and got a really creepy feeling. It was that feeling you get when it seems like somebody is watching you. I got a shiver up my spine and I knew that I needed to get out of there. I took the gas pump out even though it wasn't done. I got in the car and drove back to the freeway. Once I hit pavement, I finally felt safe again.