As we all moved on with our lives, Liz and I started seeing each other more often. We had dinners together, went for walks in the park, organized family parties… I didn’t really even register it, but our relationship just sort of… became a thing. It didn’t suddenly go from being nothing to being official, it just gradually evolved.
I first realized this when we sat on the couch in Mom and Dad’s living room, having a game night. As we were all laughing and having fun, she embraced me and kissed my cheek as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Nobody thought anything of it. Months went by and Liz and I just became more and more naturally intimate, no longer just hugging when we met, but kissing like couples do. There weren’t any negative reactions from the rest of the family either, even though she was over ten years older than me. We all loved Liz, she was already part of the family, and… well, she and I just became a couple.
Then, one day, we were sitting around playing cards when her son – or rather: our son, Lucas – came running. Mom was chasing her grandson through the house, both of them laughing and screaming. They kept going, running into the garden, cheering and playing in the summer heat.
“They’re so happy…” Liz said, looking out the window.
“Mhm…”
“I think she’d like a granddaughter too, though… don’t you?”
I looked up at her. She got up from the couch and stood right in front of me. Then she bent forward and took off her panties. She threw them in my lap, showing me that she was now naked under her dress. I swallowed. It occurred to me that we hadn’t actually had sex since that time she came by my apartment. We had become romantically involved without really thinking about it, and sex just hadn’t been a part of that… until now.
“Right here?” I asked, looking around nervously.
She started blushing, but nodded. I pulled down my pants until they were around my ankles, and Liz straddled me right there on the couch.
“Make love to me…” she whispered, kissing me intimately.
I felt my cock slide up inside her, immediately getting smeared with her female juices.
“Oh… you’re wet… You’ve been thinking about doing this for a while, haven’t you?”
“Maybe…”
“You’ve been wanting me to impregnate you again for some time, hmm?”
“Maybe… ”
“You want to be my horny, pregnant slut again?”
“Yes… yes!”
She leaned right up to the side of my face and grabbed hold of my hair, whispering:
“I want to be your horny, pregnant slut… all the time!”
Then she leaned back and looked at me with a big smile.
“But first! First, you’ve got to make it happen. Okay? No matter how many tries it takes.”
I just grinned. I couldn’t possibly object to that.
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