Long Series About Timothee Chalamet

Newly Weds (P7)

Warnings - oh geez, breeding kink, lactation kink, needy Timmy, desperation, overstimulation, no refractory period, cumming in boxers, cream pie, holding vagina closed, pregnant sex, panic, pregnant reader, covering someone in cum, whiny Tim, temper tantrum over sex, teasing, mentions of death, potential voyeurism, crying during sex

He ran into the room, only just home from work.

"Milk, milk, milk," he was moaning, before I could say a word, Timothée had ripped off my shirt, and was on my breasts. I felt him rub himself on my outstretched leg, and then I felt his pants dampen as he came a plentiful amount into his boxers.

"Baby," I moaned, running my hands through his hair, and to my shock, he was pulsing and shooting again, his eyes rolling back into his head. He was so sweet and sexy that I couldn't deal. He was complete lost to bliss. I didn't want to disturb him while he came, but I had to.

"Inside you!" He begged.

"We can't angel," I said sorrowfully. Lucy had been born but my needy husband had gotten me pregnant almost immediately after. He'd been so happy when I'd started showing and lactating again.

"Why, why, why," he begged unhappily.

"Because Pauline is coming over soon," I told him gently.

"No, no, no," he snapped. "Call it off, if I can't be inside you I'll have a heart attack, I swear I will!"

"Baby," I tried.

"No!" He said grumpily. He was ripping off my sweatpants. He took off his boxers, and rubbed the excess amount of cum over my nipples and inside my cunt.

"You can't see her with cum all over you," he said confidently.

"Timothée," I said carefully. "I need to go clean up. She'll be here in like five minutes, this will be embarrassing."

"If my sister gets in the way of me filling you," he said darkly. "I will fuck you right in front of her, and that will be more embarrassing."

I knew he wasn't bluffing, I took my phone and asked her to come an hour later, knowing Timothée would want his way with me several times.

"Th-there love, I pushed it back an hour," I said. He approached me.

"Good girl, I'm going to fill you as much as I can. I want your pussy to be overflowing, sloshing with cum as you sit down for dinner."

I shuddered, he always had the dirtiest thoughts. Such dark and needy desires, and they all centered around me, no one else.

"I've got to be inside you," he wailed, struggling with his clothes. He tripped, sitting grumpily on the ground, cock out, but shirt still stuck around his neck. He looked like a distressed toddler.

"Ohhh baby," I said gently. I came over and lowered me and my pregnant belly onto his cock.

"Yesssss," he hissed, hands on my belly. "S-so round, so full of cum," he had tears of relief falling from his eyes.

"Oh, so hard, so big," I said, just barely meeting his lips over my stomach.

"I need to fill you, need to fill, fill, fill," he whined.

"Calm down,"I said, taking his hand and placing it on my stomach. "You filled me baby, calm down."

"Oh, ho, ho," he moaned as he rutted into me like a wild animal in heat.

"I need to shoot into you! Need you to be so full you're sick of cum, and then fill you again," he whimpered.

"You can do it baby, I believe in you," I told him as My bounce met his thrust, and I came. My walls squeezed him.

"Ah! Ah, ha!" each gasp was louder and higher pitched than the last. He exploded inside me dramatically, his head hanging forward, his chest heaving, and his slender stomach convulsing with pleasure.

"SO T-Tight!" He screamed.

"Oh, baby, so much cum, are you done?" I teased knowing "are you done" would make him go absolutely feral.

"Done? DONE!" He screamed. His hips began to Jack hammer his hips as he had never done before. "I'm not done, ill cum into you until the end of time. I'll never run out. You'll populate the world with how many times I breed you. How could you? How could you? How could you?"

I realized I'd gone too far. He was panicking, thinking I thought he didn't want me.

"Oh sweetie," I cupped his face. "It was a joke! I'm sorry. I know you want to fill me, I know you aren't done. I love you filling me. I want you to fill me until the end of time. Let's make sure the last thing we ever do is fuck. I want to die with your cum fresh inside me. Let the last thing you do be fill my cunt with your cum."

"Ohh," he moaned, and he was spurting into me, his mouth hung open in tremendous pleasure. His two loads mixed together inside me. I wasn't trying to be rude, but I genuinely thought he was spent. He'd cum twice in the bed, and twice inside me. I made to get off him.

"No!" He screamed, pushing my hips down.

"Baby, I think you've cum enough, don't push yourself," I said gently.

"No!" He said grouchily. His tantrums secretly turned me on, it was his Id completely taking over, making him give into every desire, and all for me. I'd never tell him, or he'd do it all the time.

"You're riding me," he complained.

"You like that," I told him sweetly.

"I do, b-but gravity," he pouted and I knew what he was trying to say. He didn't want his cum to come out. He picked me.

"I swear if you drop me when I'm pregnant just so you can cum in me again, I'll be very upset," I told him.

"Never Mon Amor," he said, and placed me on the bed.

"Timmy," I said sternly, as I looked at his face. He shook his hair out of his eyes, making my heart stutter. He began to thrust slowly. "We're not having sex anymore."

"No!" He said for the third time, and moved his hips faster.

"You popped a blood vessel in your face from straining yourself!"

"I don't care!" He snapped, and then he shut me up by moving his hips in a way he knew I liked.

"Oh," I gasped.

"See, you don't want me to stop," he said cockily.

"T-Timmy," I stuttered as I fell over the edge. He was fucking his mixture of cum deep into me, and though I was so full, I still gripped his cock.

"Mmmfff, oooom," he moaned, and he was again shooting inside me, he licked my stomach as he came. As he continued to fuck me.

"Timmy, 5 times is enough, I'm starting to get overstimulated," I said as I writhed.

"No, please baby, I have one more load, I can feel it, please, just once more angel. I swear it," he begged.

"Quickly," I whined. He nodded and grunted as he moved forward and desperately tried to get to my nipple. One drop of milk touched his lip, I watched his eyes roll back into his head, and he came again.

"Fuuuuuuck," he moaned, finally, finally, calming down and seeing clearly.

"Oh wow, that was amazing," he said, grinning ear to ear.

"Oh, look, Pauline cancelled, she's having car trouble," I said.

"Tell her I'll pay for it, she just gave me the best gift. More time with my cum filled wife," he smirked. For the next hour, Timothée held his hand to my cunt, keeping it closed, and drank from my tit, whining and whimpering as he did.