I don’t know how to label this one (from this past weekend).

I showered, brushed my teeth, took out my contacts and got dressed before going downstairs. I didn’t want to deal with the mess and chaos that V was creating. 

“Throw everything out,” I sighed. “Please just throw the food and the flowers out. Once you leave, I’ll clean up.”

“What?” V asked me. “What did I do?”

“You came in - unannounced - commandeered my place, started cooking food - to which, some I’m allergic to, by the way! - and you also broke an antique vase that was my grandma’s. Just clean up and go, ok?”

“Seriously?” he asked. “What did I do? I’m here to take care of you!”

“Yes, seriously!” I exclaimed. “What did you do? Did you not just hear what the fuck I just said? You know what - get your shit and go. I’ll clean up…as usual.”

Vince looked at me like I gave one of his cats a dirty look. He grabbed his stuff - overnight bag and all - and left. Once he left, I just took all the plates, utensils, pots and pans he started using out to the garbage can outside. My brother bought me fancy pots and pans, set of plates and utensils a few years ago that I’ve been wanting to give them a try so this was the perfect time. 

I cleaned up the broken vase. That’s when I started crying. I was tired - both physically and emotionally - and needing some space from V. We've spent almost every single day together in the past 4 1/2 months; he knew what foods that I'm allergic to as well as knowing that the vase he broke was sentimental - my Gram (the world's BEST grandma ever!) owned the vase and put it in her will that I'd get it when she died. 

Calling my brother or Brick was a thought but I changed my mind. I called K. I know, I know.

"DeppGrl? Are you ok" K asked. "It's 1 am - ok, 12:45 am but close enough - what's going on?"

"Never mind," I sighed. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have called you. Go back to bed."

"I'm up and I'll be over shortly, ok?" K said. "I just need to take care of a few things then I'll be over. Maybe in an hour?"

"Ok,” I mumbled and hung up on him.

I finished cleaning the mess in the kitchen and the rest of my place. After I was done, I showered. By the time I got out and had a towel around me when K knocked on my door. I opened the door, letting him in.

"Oh, baby," K moaned as he kissed me. "I've missed you so much!"

"K, I didn't call you over for a booty call," I explained. "I had a fight with the situationship. He accidentally broke a vase that was special to me and made food that he knew that I was allergic to. I kicked him out for the weekend. We've spent almost every day together, suffered two miscarriages and added stress of tonight.”

"Come here, doll," he said as he hugged me. "I brought chocolate, cookies, snagged ice cream from my freezer and wine. What would you like first?"

"A hug first," I said. "I've always enjoyed your hugs."

"Sure," he said as he kept me in his arms for a long time - or at least felt like a long time.

Ok, K," I said as I sighed. "It's time for ice cream and cookies....It's kinda melted if not mostly melted by now. Might as well as toss the wine in the freezer to cool it while we eat sugary yumminess."

"Even if I don't want to let you go?" he asked. 

"Yeah," I said. "I know you want more than I can give right now. I care deeply for him."

“I know,” he said. “If we had different circumstances - me being divorced and you not with Vince - would you be able to be with me?”

“Please don’t ask me,” I signed. “I’m happy with him - maybe not for breaking my grandma’s vase but I’m happy being with him. No one can foresee what’s going to happen.”

We sat down and ate ice cream soup with cookies. We talked for a bit as we drank wine and lost track of time.

“It’s late,” he said. “Can I stay the night?”

“Hang on,” I said as I picked up my phone. “Vince. Sorry to wake you up. Yeah. He’s still here. He wants to sleep here. The other room. Ok.”

“What was all that about?” K asked as I hung up the phone. “You need permission from him to let people sleep over?”

“Just letting him know that you’re sleeping over - in the guest room,” I said. “Just so you know, I don’t need any man’s permission for another man to sleep over at MY place, K. I was informing him that a former partner was spending the night. You want to sleep on a bed inside or sleep in your car?”

“Sorry about that,” he replied. “Do you still have spare stuff in the bathroom?”

“Yeah,” I replied and headed to my room, locking the door behind me. 

I unlocked my door and headed to the spare bedroom, opening up the door. K - partially undressed - stared at me as I took off my nightgown. 

“You want this? Me?” K asked. “My god, you’re incredible!”

“Yes, I do,” I whispered. “I’ve missed you spreading my legs and stretching out my apex.”

“Will you tell him?” he asked cautiously.

“No,” I said as I kissed him. “We’re two consulting adults. Stretch me, K.”

He picked me up, carried me over to the bed, got on the bed spreading my legs and destroyed my apex by licking, biting and sucking. He ate my apex for over an hour; I was whimpering his name. He got up, got between my legs and asked me if I was ready for him. I nodded my head yes. He slid his super girthy penis deep inside of my apex. Once he was fully inside of me, he began to ride me.

“Fuck, baby!” he groaned. “You’re tighter than I remember, baby. I won’t be able to last much longer!”

“You’ve got me for a few more hours, babe,” I moaned. “You’ll get your chance to drain yourself in me. Fuck, you’re massive!”

“FUCK!” K moaned as we climaxed together. “You’ve forgotten?”

“Yeah,” I said. “But your massive penis feels amazing. You feel like you’re ready again!”

“Babe, I’m 11 1/2” long and 4” thick,” he said as he’s riding me harder and faster. “My penis is almost hitting your cervix wall. God, I want you 24/7!”

He rode me for the next four hours, pounding my apex and had me in different positions. I loved when had my legs over his shoulders and in doggy also; he was hitting my cervix wall. We fell asleep while he was pouring his last load in me.

Heard back from the ON/GYN

The doctor called me as I parked my car at Vince’s. I immediately answered the phone. 

“Good afternoon. This is Caterina from from XYZ OB/GYN’s office. Is DeppGrl available?”

“This is DeppGrl,” I said. “What are the results?”

“DeppGrl, I’m sorry to share with you that the results are negative for pregnancy,” Caterina stated. “You’re not pregnant.”

“Ma’am, thank you so much for calling me and letting me know,” I said. 

I hung up the phone and just sat in my car. The exhaustion of the week and the exhaustion of trying to get pregnant again hit me. I just started to sob. This is it. In my 40s; not pregnant and most likely unable to get pregnant again. It doesn’t help that my BMI is on the higher end, I have PCOS and quite clearly, over 35. 

I caught my breath, called Vince that I’m parked at his place but heading home as I need the space to grieve the fact that I won’t be at to get pregnant (and stay pregnant) and be a mother. Vince said ok; I could hear the strain in his voice. I could tell that he was disappointed that he’d never be able to have kids with me. 

Went inside, put my stuff away, plugged my phone in (but turned it off), and took a super hot shower. After I showered and dried off, I went straight to bed to lay down. I couldn’t sleep nor could I cry. I couldn’t even move. I heard my front door get unlocked. 

I threw on my robe, got my baseball bat and got to a good spot where I could see the front door open but remain hidden. The door opened and it was Brick. I laughed as I placed my bat down. 

“Whatever happened to letting me know you were coming over?” I asked. “You usually tell me!”

“By the way that you parked, I knew something was up,” he said. “I called Vince and he said that you were expecting good news but didn’t get it. He didn’t go further than that. So I figured that I’d check in.”

“Other than you giving me a heart attack? I’m ok ish. Thanks for asking,” I said. “Next time, let me know when you’re coming in!”

He laughed and said he would. We hugged before he left. I then started my laundry and went back to bed to lay down. Finally, I was able to fall asleep for a little bit. I was sound asleep that I didn’t hear Vince coming in and out, didn’t smell the flowers nor him cooking dinner. Until he broke one of my favorite vases. 

Getting blood work done

Monday, I called my OB/GYN’s office for an appointment for blood work to get done yesterday. 

The nurse was excited for me and was also sympathetic about the recent miscarriage. I told her that I’d be excited if I was pregnant but I don’t really trust home pregnancy tests and that I’m nervous; I’ve got a history of miscarriages, I’m 41 and V’s 58/59 (he’s 58 yo now and his 59th birthday is in a few weeks)

A cabin for the weekend. Or maybe not

I left work an hour early on Friday as I had an appointment. Afterwards, I headed to Vince’s…I wanted to shower and take nap. I let myself into his place and heard the shower running so I immediately stripped and hopped into the shower with V. 

“Hey, beautiful,” he said after kissing me. “I’ve got a cabin for us for the weekend. Don’t worry, baby, it’s got running water and electricity.”

“What’s the occasion?” I asked. 

“To celebrate,” he said as he sucked one of my breasts. “I believe that you’re pregnant, my love. Your nipples and breasts are changing shape and size.”

“That doesn’t mean anything,” I said. “I’m getting older - as are you! - and my body is changing!” 

Vince chuckled as he pinched both of my nipples. We got out, dried off and climbed onto his bed. He had one arm wrapped around my arms, pinching my breasts and the other wrapped around my waist. He slid his hard penis into my apex and started thrusting in and out of me. 

“My god,” he moaned. “You’re definitely pregnant, my love! We’ve been nonstop since you’ve ovulated. Fuck, I couldn’t stop myself from mounting you at every chance I could.”

“Don’t stop, Daddy,” I moaned.

We climaxed together. He fell asleep. I got up to get a drink then got dressed.  I packed my stuff and loaded my car with my bags. I checked in on V but he was still asleep so I checked his phone to see where the cabin was. I came across an email and a text stating  that since we hadn’t arrived by the time we were supposed - even with the grace period - the reservation was cancelled and he’d be refunded. 

I figured that since I had his phone, I checked his emails, texts and photos. Nothing was off - didn’t see any proof of cheating - and nothing came to my attention other than the cabin cancellation and V’s sister, Carol, complaining how much time he’s spending with me. I blocked her and then put his phone down. 

I went back downstairs, left a note stating that the cabin had been cancelled so I was going home so I could take care of some stuff. When I got home, I left my car loaded up and went inside to change. Once ready, I dusted, vacuumed, I loaded and then ran the dishwasher, took out the garbage and did my laundry. I showered, got dressed and opened up my windows for fresh air to get in. I, then, unloaded my car. 

I grabbed a smutty book, a bottle of wine wine and a blanket and began to read on the couch. Three quarters of the way through the bottle, I realize that I didn’t have much food in the house so I ordered some. When I got to the smutty part of the book, Vince came in carrying some food in; what I ordered plus what he ordered. We both ordered the same thing. I helped him put the mac & cheese in the oven to stay warm, the potato and macaroni salads in the fridge and the pulled pork in the microwave as there wasn’t room in the oven. 

Vince picked me up, carried me to my bedroom, we stripped and got into bed. I laid down on my back and spread my legs…seconds later, he mounted me and began to ride me hard and fast. 

“I’m so sorry about the cabin,” V panted. “I desperately needed the rest and I needed you, my love.”

“Me too, Daddy,” I whispered. “We both know that we can’t keep our hands off of each other.”

I wrapped my legs around V’s waist, rolled us over and rode him with everything I had. We climaxed together several times. I slid off of him and fell asleep. Vince, I don’t know how, had the energy to clean up and put the food in the fridge.  Afterwards, he came to bed. I woke up a little little bit, slid over to him a bit, and fell asleep in his arms. 

We woke up a few hours later, hungry. I got up, brushed my hair and teeth and threw an oversized shirt on before going downstairs with Vince following suit but with boxer briefs. I was in the middle of throwing the food in the oven to heat up when he came up behind me and kissed my neck. 

I turned around and kissed him back. He lifted my fat ass up on the countertop, opened my knees and kissed me, taking my breath away. Our hands explored each other’s bodies as we kissed. V slid into my apex gently, thrusted in and out of me and repeatedly moaning my name. I moaned his name and whispered in his ear that I was ready. A few thrusts later, we climaxed together, screaming each other’s names. 

Vince, still pouring his essence in me, resting his forehead on mine, panting. He said that in this moment he KNEW what love is and that he wants forever with me. I chuckled and said that if I do get pregnant, keep the pregnancy and give birth, we’re together forever anyways. He laughed and said that whether or not I have a healthy pregnancy (and give birth), he wants to be my forever partner. I smiled. He mentioned that for him, marriage doesn’t matter to him anymore as long as I’m with him. 

“Thank fuck, old man!” I chuckled as the timer for the oven went off. “I’m hungry! Let’s eat!”

He helped me off of the counter, he served us both food and soda and we ate in silence. After eating, we cleaned up and wiped down the counters - taking extra care of where we were we had sex - and put the food in the fridge. I hopped into the shower, got in an old shirt of his and converted my couch to a bed. He also hopped into the shower, got dressed and joined me 15 minutes later with blankets and water. 

“What kind of music do you want to listen to tonight?” I asked. 

“Josh,” he said hesitantly. 

I just looked at him. 

“Ok, fine. Classical!” he said with a smile on his face. 

I used my remote controller for the stereo to set up the music as he spread the blankets on the couch bed. When he was done, he came over to me from behind, he wrapped me in his arms and asked me to dance.

“You sure, baby?” I asked. “I’ve got two left feet and the last time we danced, you complained that I bruised all of your toes!”

“Yes, I’m sure!” he said. “Yeah, you’ve got two left feet. You only bruised three of my toes.”

I just gave him this look before I smiled and said that I’d dance with him. 

“Please just TRY to let me lead, ok?” he asked as he winked. 

I smiled and said that I’d TRY to but no promises. V laughed hard. 

We danced for hours and he lead the entire time. It was difficult for me to let go of my control and desire to be in charge but to be with him and listen to his taste in music is better than to be without him. We’ve had our issues in the past and we’re most likely going to have issues in the future but we’re going to work on them together. 

I absolutely loved the time that we had together dancing. It was sweet, honest, pure and very intimate. It was my favorite part of the weekend. We eventually made it to the couch to sleep. We slept in until 10:30 am and we didn’t want to get up. Vince said that after I left his place yesterday, he made new plans for us on Saturday in a town not far from us; it’s a well-known/popular for restaurants and cute shops. 

“It’s time to get up, darling,” Vince said as he kissed and caressed my body. “George will be here in 45ish minutes to take us.”

“I don’t want to get up, V,” I said. “I just want to stay in bed with you. Fuck, darling…please don’t stop!”

“This?” Vince asked as he mounted my sore apex. “I can’t get enough of you and your body!”

“Yes, baby!” I moaned as I wrapped my legs around his hips to pull him closer to me.

In no time, we climaxed together. After catching our breath, we got up, showered, brushed teeth, got dressed and had some coffee when it was close to the time that George would be picking us up. 

It didn’t take long for George to take us to this town as he knows the most direct way. Vince and I were quiet on the way there as we were both tired and I’d fallen asleep. Vince had to nudge me awake. As we exited the car, George’s husband, Jeff, joined him. Vince and I went our way while George and Jeff went their way. 

Vince and I shopped a bit, stopped for ice cream and sat on a bench to drink some coffee. I leaned into Vince as I was tired; he’d kept me up most of the night. He kissed the top of my head and wrapped an arm around me. 

“I love you, my darling,” V said. “You know that, right?”

“Yes, Daddy,” I said. “Daddy’s too good to me.”

V texted George to let him know that V would order a car for us so he, George, could spend time with Jeff instead of taking us to my place. After texting George, V ordered us a car. I’d fallen asleep before the car arrived. I did, however, wake up a little bit when Vince picked me up and put me in the car. I did hear Vince ask the driver to take their time. 

I have no idea what time we got back to my place as I’d woken up in bed and the sun was slowly setting. I got up, brushed my teeth and went downstairs; V had fallen asleep in an overstuffed arm chair. He woke up when he heard the floor squeak.

“Baby. I thought you were out for the night,” V said. “I kept you up too late.”

“It’s fine, V,” I said. “You look like you want to talk.”

“I do. Come on over here,” he said as he patted his lap. “Baby, did you hear me tell you that I love you and ask if you knew that?”

“I did,” I said. “It was just before I fell asleep. Let me guess, either I didn’t respond the way you wanted me to OR you think that I don’t love you.” 

“I don’t know what to make of you,” he sighed. “You’re passionate, spicy, full of life, full of love but yet you don’t want to get married nor can you tell me in public that you love me.”

“Ugh,” I groaned. “I know; I’m a walking contradiction. I’ll have sex with you 24/7 and take care of you, clean up after you, make sure you go have fun but I’m not big into telling my partner that I love them in public. When people see us together - whether we’re holding hands or your arm is around me - that we’re together and they believe that we love each other.” 

“Baby?” V asked. “What’s the difference?”

“If you want to continue to pressure me tell you in public that I love you, you can leave,” I said. 

“Fuck, princess! You know you turned Daddy on!” V moaned. “I’ll let go of PDA if you let me ride you.”

“Only if you fill me up all night,” I said as I stroked his penis.

I stood up, stripped and headed to the deck. V followed a minute later, bending me over the railing and spread my legs. He put a few fingers in my apex to see how ready I was for him. 

“Fuck, baby girl,” he moaned as he slid his penis in my apex and started to ride me. “You’re so swollen, baby. God, you feel so good.”

I moaned in pleasure. We climaxed together. As his essence is pouring into me, he pinched my nipples and I climaxed again...my juices slid down his penis.

"Oh, my darling," he moaned as he pulled out and wrapped me in his arms. "I think I'm done. I need a break, my love."

He picked me up and brought me up to bed, laid me down and laid down next to me, wrapping me up tight in his arms. We fell asleep for an hour or so and woke up hungry. He threw on his boxer briefs and headed down to heat up food that he and I both ordered on Friday while I put on a shirt and then headed downstairs.

"You ok, old man?" I asked as I hugged him from behind. "Tired?"

"Hey, love," V said as he turned to face me. "I'm so sorry, baby. I wanted to continue."

"Vince, there's no need to apologize," I said as I kissed him. "We've been intimate every day, several times a day for the past few weeks, babe. It doesn't help that we're both on the older side."

"I feel bad," he complained. "You're incredibly beautiful and I have issues keeping my hands to myself but I want to satisfy you."

"We don't need to be physical all the time," I said. "We just have been because we want to have a child together. I really LOVED last night when we just danced. And honestly? All the sex is wearing me out!"

Vince laughed and hugged me then took the food out of the oven. It was about time as I was hungry. As we ate, we watched a movie and then listened to music after the movie was over. Somewhere between the movie and the music, we finished the food. By the time we went to bed, I was stuffed.

We fell asleep quickly. A few hours later, I woke up to use the bathroom. After washing my hands, I realized that I 'd forgotten to take out my contacts. Once I took my contacts out, I went back to bed. Vince took me back in his arms and began to caress my body. I spread my legs for him. He slid down the bed and began to lick, suck and bite my apex. I started moaning his name. He slid up my body and mounted me.

“You taste so good, baby,” he grunted. “Your apex is so tight. My god, I’m so close!”

“Don’t stop!” I moaned. 

V continued to ride me until we climaxed several times. I felt his essence pour into me as he’s playing with my sore nipples. 

“You’re pregnant, baby,” V said. “I brought a test with me.”

“Fine,” I said. “After we’re done. I love when you’re riding me, baby.”

V threw both of my legs over his shoulders and started riding me hard. In no time, we were moaning and screaming each other’s names. We kept climaxing for a long time. 

“Yes, baby! Take me! Just like that!” V grunted as he climaxed.

“You’re hurting me, baby!” I cried. “Hurry up!”

A few thrusts later, we climaxed. We lay together, in each other’s arms, catching our breath. I fell asleep with him in me.

We woke up Sunday morning and he was still in me, twitchy and pulsating. When he was done, we got up showered, got dressed and gathered the bedding from my bed and the couch to start laundry. Eventually, I made the effort to take the pregnancy test. 

The test came back positive. I showed it to Vince. He picked me up and swung me around; asking me how I’d like to celebrate the news.

“That’s easy, baby,” I said leaning in to kiss him. “I want you in between my legs, making me scream.”

V carried me to bed and had mounted me for the rest of the day. By nightfall, I was stuffed, sore, swollen, no voice and satisfied. 

So sore

Yesterday was rough for me as I was incredibly sore plus I was tired. Vince and a friend came by my work; V took me to his place while his friend drove my car back to Vince’s. 

When we arrived to his place, we thanked his friend, grabbed my stuff and we went inside. I took off my clothes and took out my contacts so I could take a nap. Vince joined me a few minutes later and began to play with my nipples. So I straddled his hips and slid down his thick penis. I screamed in pleasurable pain. 

I rode Vince until he climaxed in me several times. He rolled us over and rode me for several hours. He climaxed deep inside of my hungry cervix many times. Towards the end of him riding my apex, I was crying in pain. After he finished, I began to suck and lick his massive penis. 

“The things that your mouth and tongue do, baby girl,” he moaned as he shoved his penis a little bit further down my throat. “I love when you gag, baby. I want you to take it all, baby!”

V thrust his penis in and out of my throat for a long time. He shot several massive loads down my throat; I felt like I was going to drown. After his last load, he begrudgingly pulled out and had me get on my hands and knees. I obliged and he slid into my ass and rode my ass until I collapsed onto my stomach. Only then did he pull out of my ass and slid into my waiting apex.

“Yes, Daddy!” I moaned. “Ride me all night!”

“No need to beg, Princess!” he grunted. “I was going to stay mounted until I’m drained! That could take until your alarm goes off, pretty baby!”

V rode me for most of the night. We stopped a few times to drink water and have snacks. We did finally get to sleep around 4 am however my alarm went off at 6:30 am. 

Fancy dinner last night

When I got home from work last night, V called me to invite me to dinner. Between you and I, my dear readers, I wasn’t in the mood. I was exhausted and not feeling well at all. There was something in his voice when he asked me. I said that I would but I’d need to pack a bag first because I knew that I wouldn’t have the energy to drive home afterwards. He said for me to take my time as he’s tying up a few loose ends with the dinner reservation.

I packed a few days worth of clothes, asthma meds and other random stuff in a bag. Before leaving, I double checked that all of the windows and doors were locked. I called my parents to see if my dogs needed anything - like extra dog food, treats and toys - but they said that they have everything that they needed for the dogs but would let me know if they were going to go inside my place. I laughed and said ok. I texted V to let him know that I was on my way over. 

So glad that the drive from my place to his takes about 12 minutes. I was so tired when I got to his place. When I walked in, I popped my shoes off as I was closing the door. Once I heard the door click, I locked it and started stripping. 

“Vince?” I hollered. “I’m going to take out my contacts and take a nap!!”

“Hey, beautiful,” V murmured as he kissed me, sliding his tongue down my throat. “Ok, baby. I’ll let an alarm on my phone and join you. Head on up to bed; I’ll be there momentarily. I want to throw your clothes in the washer.”

“Ok, Daddy,” I said as I kissed him back before I headed up with my bag. 

I got out my contact case and solution, washed my hands and took out my contacts then headed to his room. I slid into his bed. I heard V seconds later climbing the stairs. When he opened the door, I heard him sigh. 

“You ok, Daddy?” I whispered as I pulled the sheets back. “Come join me in bed.”

“I’m tired, my love,” V said as he slid into bed behind me and wrapped his arms around me. “God, I’ve been waiting all day to have you in my arms. I’ve been craving your presence and your touch.”

“Is the alarm set, Daddy?” I asked as he was running his hands all over my body. “I don’t want to miss the reservation. Yessssssssss, Daddy. That feels good!”

“Yes, baby,” he said. “We won’t miss it. Is your apex sore? It feels like it, baby.”

“My entire body is sore,” I whispered as I reached behind me to stroke his hardening penis. “I want you, Daddy, but I’m SO sore.”

“We’ve got time,” V grunted as his slid his penis into my apex. “You feel so amazing, my love.”

“Let this be the one,” I moaned. “Daddy, please let this be the one to get me pregnant. Yessssssssss, just like that!”

“Does my little princess like this?” V groaned as he was thrusting in and out of me. “Yes, baby. I want you to get pregnant, too!”

Moments later, we climaxed together and he poured his essence into me. We fell asleep after that. I wish I could say that we slept for 3 hours but it was only an hour - I’m still getting over a cold and he’s always in need of more sleep as he's adapted to my shitty sleep schedule. We woke up as the alarm went off.

I brushed my teeth and hopped into the shower in the en suite bathroom while he showered in the guest bathroom. In his closet, there was a garment bag with my name on it. I wanted to open it but waited for him as he knew what the dress code was. He snagged garment bag for me, helped me get into the emerald green cocktail dress and zipped it up. Holy crap! I could not lean in any direction in this dress or my breasts would fall out. 

“Turn around for me, my darling,” Vince asked, admiring what he was seeing. “Stunning. Absolutely stunning!”

“Yes, baby,” I said as I giggled. “Yes, you are! You’re the next James Bond, baby!”

“Uh huh,” V whispered in my ear before he kissed me. “If you’re not pregnant now, baby, I’ll make sure that you will be before we fall asleep tonight.”

“It’s got to be today, Daddy,” I begged as I rested my hands against his chest. “Please?”

“Hurry! Lift the dress!” V urged. “Lean back against the wall!”

I did as he asked and V slid his penis inside of me and began to thrust hard and fast. Minutes later, we climaxed together. As we were catching our breath - he was still inside of me - when his phone chirped. He pulled his phone out of his pocket; it was a text from George…he said he’s a few minutes away. 

V pulled out of me, helped me fix the dress and we grabbed our stuff before heading outside. Not long after locking the door, George arrived. He got out of the car and gave me a hug. It was so good to see him. V and George shook hands then we all got in the car to head to the restaurant. About thirty minutes later, we arrived at the restaurant. 

“This is where we were supposed to be the night of the accident,” V said as he brushed my hair out of my face. “There’s going to be a special surprise for tonight.” 

“Oh, Vince,” I sighed. “I already know the surprise. Josh Groban is here and will be singing.”

V gave me an inquisitive look and I said I know that Josh is there because he always requests a specific make, model and color of vehicle when he rents a vehicle. 

“Baby. I need you,” V suddenly said. “Follow me!” 

I followed him to the far exterior of the restaurant and he asked me to lift my dress put one leg over one of his shoulders. I did as he asked. He began to lick, suck and bite my apex. A few minutes go by when he suddenly stands up and forced his penis into my slightly swollen apex.

“Quiet, my love,” V grunted as he covered my mouth and began to thrust in and out of me. “Fuck! I’m so close, baby!”

“Yessssssssss, Daddy!” I moaned. “So am I.”

We climaxed several minutes later. V helped me take my leg off of his shoulder, he helped adjust my dress and he took my hand then we walked into the restaurant. As soon as we entered, we were greeted by Josh. 

“Squee!” I said as Josh picked me and gently spun me around. “How are you? I feel like we haven’t seen each other in forever!”

“Hey, Squee!” he said as he put me down. “We haven’t! Either you’re too tired or he’s trying to put a baby in you!”

He and I laughed pretty hard as he and Vince shook hands. Josh excused himself just as V and I were headed to our table. There were a few other tables in the same room as us that had other guests but not near us nor had the same menu. A few times, V hit the power button for the miniature vibrator he slid into me while we were outside and adjusting my dress.

As Josh was singing, we enjoyed our appetizers and we also danced. While we were dancing, I had my resting on V’s chest when I heard a clicking noise. My eye opened and I was ready to duck but then I realized it was a camera. Our dinners arrive so we sat down to eat; I’d ordered chicken piccata and white wine and he had chicken Milanese with red wine. 

While having dessert, I suddenly noticed that Josh stopped singing and the sound system was on. I looked for Josh but he’d already left. I was hoping that I’d get to say goodbye to him. As Vince paid, someone brought a note out from Josh saying that he was sorry that he couldn’t stop but to see me as he was feeling unwell and couldn’t stay any longer. I texted him to thank him for singing and that I hoped he felt better. He replied with a broken heat emoji. 

“Ready, Daddy?” I asked as I stood up. “I want to go home and get pregnant.”

“Oh, I’ve been ready to get you pregnant,” he said. “Hope there won’t be anybody on the roads so we can get back quickly!”

I giggled and took his hand. He led us out to George. Despite no one else on the road, George took his time and went the scenic route. I fell asleep in Vince’s arms.

I woke up to V feverishly riding me. 

“Mmmm, Daddy has been bad!” I whispered in his ear. “He destroyed my favorite dress!”

“Yeah, Princess, I was,” he groaned. "Daddy didn’t have any patience tonight and he wants to get you pregnant. Fuck!”

 

“You’re stretching me out,’ I moaned. “You’re hurting me, Daddy.”

“Do I need to stop, pretty baby?” he asked me. “Can you handle it, princess?”

“No, Daddy. Don’t stop!” I begged. “Tonight HAS to be the night, Daddy. I don’t care if it takes all night!”

“My princess needs to take me all night long,” he grunted. “I hope your nap was sufficient because I’ll be riding you ALL night long tonight and you’re going to love it. Fuck, you’re going to be swollen shut soon!”

“Will you still be mounting me if I’m swollen, Daddy?” I asked. 

“Yeah, princess!” he moaned. “I’ll bruise the inside of your mouth and ride your ass. Fuck, you’re going to be filled with my sperm, princess!” 

Seconds later, I passed out from the pain. I came to with Vince’s penis down my throat. 

“My gagging princess,” he grunted. “The more you gag, the more I’m going to slide down your throat. God, you’re amazing, baby. Keep swallowing my massive loads, baby!”

After swallowing his last load, I got on my hands and knees. He slid his penis into my ass; I screamed in pain. He thrusted a few times, climaxed and pulled out. I laid down to rest as he went to get water. 

When he returned, he slid into my apex and began to thrust. He felt slightly different this time - I knew it was still him but I felt like something was slightly different about him. 

“You feel different, baby,” he said. “I think this one might be the one!”

“I hope so, Daddy!” I said. “I love being WITH you, Daddy, this time feels different. I hope you get me pregnant, baby!” 

Vince began to thrust faster and deeper and from different angles and positions. About 20 minutes later, we climax together. After he finished filling me with his baby batter, he carried me to his spare room, laid me down and gently placed pillows under my hips and then went to the other room to toss those sweaty sheets in the washer. By the time he returned, I was asleep. 

My alarm woke me up 2 hours later for work.

A great way to be woken up

 I woke up on my stomach this morning just to find that V has been riding me for over an hour. 

“Glad you could join me,” V chuckled as kept slamming his penis in my apex. “You must’ve been exhausted, baby. I’ve filled you up several times already. God, you’re so tight.”

“Yeah, Daddy?” I asked. “How long have you been in me? “

“Close to an hour and half, baby,” he panted. “I shot 6 loads in your apex. Fuck, you feel amazing!”

V pulled out, helped me roll over onto my back, mounted me and started riding me again. 

“How many times did you fill me, baby?” I asked. 

“Six times,” he grunted as he squeezed both breasts. “I’m going to keep you pregnant, baby. You’d be every man’s fantasy when you’re seven months pregnant; even more so than usual. I know that I can’t wait suck, bite and squeeze your milky breasts, baby. Imagine the pleasurable pain of your breasts as they swing when they’re full and you leak before I take care of them.”

“Oh, yeah, Daddy?” I asked as I moaned. “I’m going to breastfeed you and the babies?”

“Yes, my pretty baby,” he moaned. “We’ll use formula for the babies as well. Fuck, my good little girl. I hope this is it, baby. The magic load!”

“Fill me, Daddy!” I exclaimed as I was about to climax. “Give me your thick baby batter!”

“Yessssssssss, my good little princess,” he moaned. “Fuck, baby.”

We climaxed together. Not long after his baby batter poured into me, we fell asleep wrapped in each other’s arms. Unfortunately, my alarm went off 25 minutes later. I turned off the alarm, got ready for work and left. 

All over his place

We spent a good portion of Saturday relaxing but we did have sex a few times. We did have plenty of sex throughout his place yesterday but it was nowhere close to what it was the other night. However, V had me bent over every piece of furniture - both inside and outside. 

I’m so incredibly sore today. V tried to relieve some of the soreness by massaging my muscles but he ended up mounting me and rode my apex for a little bit. 

Late night riding

I spent the night at V’s again. He’d ordered dinner as neither one of us were up to cooking and cleaning up afterwards. After we cleaned up, we watched TV as we drank wine. I pulled his penis out of his sweats and started stroking him. When he became hard, I leaned over and started sucking his glorious penis. He shot several loads down my throat.  

A few hours later, we went to bed. I was almost asleep when V rolled me onto my stomach then he mounted me as forcefully as he could. I moaned. V rode me for the next few hours, filling up my cervix. I lost count of how many times I screamed his name. 

“God, I want you pregnant, baby!” V grunted as he ramming his penis deep inside of my swollen apex. “I’ll never stop riding you…even when you’re pregnant, I’m going to ride you!”

“Keep me pregnant,” I whispered.  

A few more thrusts, we climaxed and V poured his baby batter into my starving cervix. I moaned knowing that I’d be pregnant soon.

V started sucking, biting and squeezing my breasts. As he’s playing with my breasts, he flips me back onto my stomach my and he mounted me.

“Yessssssssss, baby!” I screamed as I locked his legs in place with mine. “I love how full your balls are…definitely hope you empty yourself in me!”

“I’m going to drain myself into you,” he moaned as thrusted in me.

V rode me all night long as he took his time draining himself into me. 

I’m sprawled out on his bed - on my back - with pillows under my hips and he’s next to me stroking his hardening penis. He says he’s still got enough baby batter to shoot two more loads in me.

Welp! He’s got my legs over my shoulders and eating my apex!

Left work early on Monday

I left early due to not feeling well and was tired from having a bad cold....I was home in bed from Friday afternoon to late Sunday night. 

I got to V’s, had lunch and then a nap. After waking up and taking a shower, V bent me over the kitchen table, mounted me and rode me roughly. As he was drilling me, V was squeezing my breasts and pinching my nipples. As he was pulsating and twitching deep inside of me, I told him to fill me with his hot thick baby batter in me…minutes later, he exploded in my unprotected cervix. 

V filled my apex a number of times after that. By the time he’d completely drained himself in me Monday night, I was tired and sore. I fell asleep for a bit with my hips propped up on a few pillows to help his baby batter go deep inside of my cervix.

About 2 hours into the night, V woke me up by slipping both himself and a vibrator into my cervix; I loved being that stretched. He climaxed in my apex twice more before flipping me onto my stomach, inserting his penis and the vibrator into my ass. 

“Yessssssssss, pretty baby!” V moaned.

"You feel so good," I screamed.

V - and vibrator - rode me well and I passed out. The combination of pleasure, pain and discomfort were too much. Again, I was woken up by V mounting my apex and riding me. 

“About time, pretty baby!” V grunted as he drilling me. “I’ve filled you several times already, pretty baby. God, you’re swollen…and tight right now. Fuck. This is the load that gets you pregnant, pretty baby! Yessssssssss!”

“Yessssssssss!” I screamed. “Get me pregnant! I want as many babies as you can give me!”

A few more hard thrusts then we climaxed together; I bit his neck. It took many minutes of his penis twitching and pulsating inside of me to fill me up with his baby batter. We fell asleep with him still side of me. 

He woke me up twice during the night to fill my cervix. I’d lost my voice by the second time that he woke me up. 

This weekend

As much as we desperately trying again this weekend, we’re taking frequent breaks due to how I’m feeling. He mounts and rides me several hours at a time filling my cervix, lets me rest and then he mounts and rides me again. We’re screwing on every piece of furniture in every room of his place. 

I’m so tired and so is he but he doesn’t have a cold; he’s been riding me like crazy. There’s been a few times that I was almost asleep when he mounted me and started riding my apex roughly. The first time he woke me up this weekend was kinda hot though. 

“Baby?” I moaned. “You woke me up. Fuck, you’re hurting me.”

“Hmmmm, pretty baby,” V grunted as he’s riding me. “I needed you so bad. Fuck, my penis was ready to explode inside of you. Gods, baby. I desperately want to get you pregnant again. You’re so tight.”

“So soon?” I asked as I wrapped my legs around him. “Fill me deep inside of me, baby.”

“What’s my name, pretty baby?” V asked. “Tell me my name, baby!” 

“Daddy,” I moaned. “You’re name is Daddy. Fuck me!”

“Yes, pretty baby. That’s my good girl,” he moaned. “Who has the best penis, baby?”

“You do, Daddy,” I screamed. “Fill me, Daddy. Don’t stop!”

V started drilling my apex harder and faster. In no time, we climaxed together. I fell asleep to his penis pulsating and twitching inside of me

Despite having a cold…

I’ve been tracking my ovulation cycle over the past few years. I’ve tracked my ovulation cycle this morning through the app today, I’ll be ovulating again tomorrow through early Monday morning. Despite having a cold, Vince and I will be having tons of sex.

I’ve been cleared to have sex again. Vince and I can’t wait to see if he gets me pregnant again. I sure hope he can and soon; I want several of his kids. I want him to suck on my lactating breasts as he’s pumping load after load of his baby batter in my empty cervix. 

Spent the night with the old man last night

Last night, the plan was for me to just have dinner with Vince and talk about what we’re going to do moving forward but I was too tired to drive home. We talked as we ate, cleaned up the kitchen and then for the rest of the night, Vince mounted me and rode me all night long. He definitely worked hard at keeping me awake.  

I’m SO incredibly sore; my apex and throat are the worst. I had his penis down my throat for so long that inside of my mouth has been bruised. As he rode my apex, he held onto my still engorged breasts…he rode me when I passed out. He rode my ass too but not as much.