Long Series About Timothee Chalamet

Newly Weds (P3)

Warnings - oh boy here we go, smut, unprotected sex, breeding kink, lactation fetish, mentions of blow jobs, very needy Timmy, possessiveness, jealousy, drinking breast milk, public sex, getting caught, lots of dirty talk, pregnant sex, cock warming, lactating, cumming in pants, strong orgasm, mention of titty fucking, talking about owning one another, religious imagery with sex, cumming A LOT, mentions of car sex

How it was possible, I didn't know, but when I'd become pregnant, Timothée was even more needy and more possessive. I wasn't complaining though, the pregnancy was making me horny as hell, and it was as if Timothée had copied and pasted his neediness onto me. Saturday I had literally sat on his cock for hours, just happy to be full. When he would harden again, he would fuck me.

He was true to his word about my breasts. The first time I'd lactated through my shirt he'd let out a low moan and I watched a stain form on the crotch of his pants. He'd fucked me so hard after that I could barely breathe. He was obsessed with my breasts, and the milk they created. He got so excited to suckle on them, like a puppy meeting a new human.

There was an issue however. He was convinced the young doctor I was seeing had a crush on me. He got jealous that the doctor got to see things normally only he got to see. I told him it was all part of pregnancy, but he didn't listen. His possessiveness made him even more needy. I'd made a mistake in suggesting he not come to the appointments if they bothered him so much. He'd been horrified at the thought.

He was all care all the time, waiting on me hand and foot, not wanting me to move, except in one area. Blowjobs. He told me he was addicted to watching my round belly as he moved in and out of my mouth. He always came so fast from those blow jobs, especially if my breasts leaked.

"Round 5 before the doctors?" Timothée asked.

"Yes please," I said, happily shedding my clothing.

"One day I'm going to be too big to do this," I said.

"No way no how, I'll do it from behind, you can be on top, doesn't matter how but I'll be inside you just as much," he promised.

"I'm more worried about after, I want you to heal properly," he said, caressing my face.

"My mouth won't be sore," I winked.

"Fuck, I love you," he said. He had his clothes off too. His cock was hard and ready, already dripping precum from the conversation.

"I'm going to make you mine," he said darkly.

"I'm already yours," I told him as I pulled him to the bed.

"Love how wet you are now that you're in your second trimester," he moaned as he bottomed out inside me.

"I read that my genitals are swollen too," I said, winking.

"Ah," he let out a sharp whine. "That's so sexy."

"I can't help it," he said as he began to snap his hips forward. "I love your belly, it's so round with my cum, and it's only going to grow."

"You feel so good filling me up," I moaned.

"Yeah, I feel good for you?" He asked.

"So good," I squirmed.

"Can't wait to do this over and over again. To keep you filled, my seed spilling inside you so many times that you're always growing, you're always round with me."

"Fuck," I panted, arching up into him.

"You're so filled with cum baby, how many times do you think I've filled your cunt? A hundred? A thousand?"