We were truly free now. Free to fuck without limits. To share our newfound love. If it hadn’t been obvious to me before, it soon became clear that Kyle had inherited my libido. We had sex everywhere and as often as we wanted. This island was ours. Ours to relish freely in our forbidden love.
Much like my shirt, my shorts and panties soon began to fray and tear from my more active lifestyle. My last vestige to civilised life. They barely fit around my expanding belly, anyway, so I threw them away, taking on the life of a true wild woman. Naked and pregnant in the wild. It was an exciting idea, to return to nature in such a way.
Kyle followed my lead, ditching his shorts in favour of nudity, too. I had been right, all those months ago. He was far more comfortable giving his cock room to breathe and not constraining it when he became erect. It was a beautiful sight, to see his cock grow so openly between his legs whenever he saw me. It made me realise how sexy I was to him.
He came to love my pregnant body, too. Beyond the mere notion that he was the one to impregnate his mother. He loved how my belly swelled, always placing his hand over it as we made love. Despite our limited diet, my thighs and ass plumped up too. My breasts swelled to about a 34G, giving him even more pleasure as he played with them.
In the recent few weeks my milk had begun to come in, too. It came in much earlier than usual due to how much Kyle sucked on my breasts. I was happy to let him breastfeed before I had the baby. More vitamins for his diet to keep him healthy.
We had breakfast together before deciding to go for a swim in the spring. It was approaching summer again, and I was beginning to feel the heat.
We strode through the jungle, the warm morning sun causing our shared bronze hair to shine.
‘Did you know that Mary, back home, fucks her son?’ I asked
‘No. I never knew that.’
‘Yeah. He said something quite suggestive one time when I was over there. She’s never been a good liar so it wasn’t hard to get the truth out of her. Whenever her husband goes away on business trip they go at it.’
‘Huh, how did that start between them?’
I giggled. ‘Are you trying to imagine what it would have been like if we started back home?’
‘Yeah,’ he admitted with a chuckle.
‘Well, once it was all out in the open, she tried to sell me on the idea, too.’
‘And?’
I shrugged. ‘I was a different person back then.’
‘Not now,’ he said, looking back at me.
I rubbed my hand over my belly. ‘No, not now.’
We reached the spring. It looked so peaceful. The morning sun glistening off the water. So clear that you could see all the way to the bottom.
I stepped slowly in, lowering my large belly into the water carefully. I saw Kyle as a blur in my peripheral vision before a crash of water rained down on me.
I squealed as the water hit me, splashing him back as he resurfaced.
‘God, you’re full of too much energy!’
He swam over to me, he legs rubbing against mine beneath the water.
‘Is that such a bad thing?’
I couldn’t help but feel flushed. ‘No,’ I grinned back sultrily. ‘But save that energy for when you’re fucking me.’