The Surrogate

Crazy For You

Her scent is intoxicating, the taste of her is like the sweetest nectar he's ever encountered. Her thighs are tensed as she fights to close her legs around his head while his strong arms are holding them open, biceps bulging, his fingers digging into her soft flesh and leaving little bruises. She's writhing on the bed, arching her back off the mattress and moaning out his name as he laps up her arousal and hungrily suckles at her clit. She's begging for him to fuck her, begging for him to breed her and put another baby in her and he looks up, smirking with pride at the swell of her tummy.

Seb's head lulls back, rolling from shoulder to shoulder, his hand firmly wrapped round his dick, giving himself firm, steady strokes from the base to the tip. He's settled into a rhythm, hand moving of its own accord, his mind has left his body and is in the other bedroom where Holly will be showering herself, all naked and wet and pregnant....

He knows that she's already pregnant but there's something about that that appeals to his primal need to fuck her and possess her. His breeding kink is roaring like a lion and it makes him want to breed her even more, makes him want to fill her with cum again and again. He's lavished her with attention as she's climaxed, lapping away at her and easing her through it and now it's his turn. He lifts his body up and brings himself down to take her mouth in a deep kiss and the way she hums as she tastes herself on his lips and tongue is enough to make him want to cum there and then.

His hips give an involuntary jerk and the first soft moan leaves his lips. He's told himself that he'd make sure to be quiet at the start, that he didn't want Holly to hear him getting himself off over her but that's getting increasingly difficult. He changes hands, the change of angle stoking the fire. He's imagining himself inside her now, buried to the hilt, he increases his grip, increasing the speed....

Her legs are now wrapped around his waist and he's holding himself up, keeping his weight on his outstretched arms and splayed palms as he rolls his hips into her. The noises she makes sound far better than anything he's ever heard in his life, better than any V12 or V10 engines, better than the sound of the crowds roaring his name as he clinches yet another race win. There's only one thing he wants to win now and that's another orgasm from her. Her mouth hangs open, pretty lips parted, cheeks flushed pink and skin dewy with sweat as her eyes lock with his. He ups the intensity another notch, hips snapping into her, skin hitting skin, her palms pressed up against the headboard to stop her head from thumping it as her body jerks upwards with every thrust. He lowers his body down, putting his weight on his right forearm while his other arm hooks itself behind her right leg at the back of her knee, opening her up just that little bit more, making it all feel just that little bit deeper. She moans how much she loves him....

He moans again, a little louder this time, pressing his free hand against the tiled wall to stabilise himself. He can feel it building, his climax is gradually creeping it's way upwards, using his spine as a climbing rope, wrapping its tentacles around every nerve ending. "F..f..fuck...." he's shudders and throws his head back, tongue between his teeth to try and silence himself. It won't work. There's no stopping the words that fall breathlessly from his lips, "love you baby.....fuck....so fuckin' much."

He has no clue that Holly's just entered his bedroom. She's lost the back to an earring and wonders if it's on his bed or on the floor somewhere. His moans of pleasure have her standing still, feet feeling as though they're glued to the carpet, her insides literally drumming and clenching with desire. He sounds so beautiful; she knows that she should just walk straight back out of the door, that he very much needs full privacy in this moment and she should feel ashamed of herself for standing here listening but he sounds amazing - even when he's groaning out how in love he is.

He's oh so close now, picturing her beneath him, writhing in ecstasy and crying out his name....

She's falling apart, his name tumbling from her lips, tears leaking from her closed eyes as she trembles and shudders. He can feel her squeezing him, literally spasming around his dick and milking him for every last drop of his cum as she pulls him with her into an orgasm that he'll never forget.