Addeline: The Darkness at the Heart of My Love [Papa Emeritus IV]

Elizabeth, In the Chasm Where Was My Soul

Coming out of the bathroom, Addeline felt as though she would pop at any moment. She found it difficult to do most common tasks with her tiny frame and humongous belly now. At 41 weeks pregnant, Papa had been helping her out of bed and out of seats. God forbid she sat down somewhere in his absence. He helped her shave the parts of her body she could not reach and even had to help her put her shoes on.

"I need this baby out of me, Papa!"

"Well, my sweet," Copia began to reason, "The midwife said I could fuck it out of you."

"She did not say that," Addy scoffed, "She said that it might help if I had an orgasm."

"Yes," Papa repeated, confused, "That is exactly what I said."

It had been a couple weeks since the very pregnant Addeline had let him touch her.

"It's not that I don't want you, Papa, but you're not going to fit in there!" she retorted, "There's no room inside of me for you."

"Nonsense," he scoffed, "Come. Get on all fours and let me take you from behind."

After some consideration, Addeline wondered what was the worst that could happen, "Alright, help me take my pants off," she demanded, a command he was all too happy to obey.

Once she was naked from the waist down, she put herself on her hands and knees, faced the wall and waited for Papa to penetrate her. It was sincerely the first time she had not been aroused at the idea of having him so close to her entrance.

She felt him push into her and unlike before when it was pleasant, now it was like trying to stuff an already full closet with just one more pair of shoes. In fact, it was very uncomfortable and put an abundance of pressure on her pelvis.

"I don't think so," she hounded, "This is awful. It hurts!"

"Darling, I'm barely inside of you."

She breathed out a sigh of frustration at this news, "What? Impossible."

"My head is in. No more than that."

"Go in a bit more," she instructed, "but slowly please."

He followed her wishes, pushing in a bit more as gently as he possibly could. He was usually not very worried about causing Addeline a small amount of pain when he knew it would quickly conjure up feelings of desire from her. In this situation, however, he knew she would not be converting to feelings of passion any time soon.

He adored seeing her belly hand down low. He couldn't wait to be a father. He was over the moon at the thought of a little one roaming the halls. There were two older twins that roamed the ministry he would often play the role of father to but to have his own flesh and blood walking about the hallways excited him more than anything had before in his life.

"I don't know if I can get off, Papa."

The man grinned, "Why don't you let me worry about that, darling."

She nodded.

"Now, I need you to just close your eyes and try to get out of your own head."

He felt her flinch as he pushed in deeper, "Relax, Amore, relax," he said as he began to massage her back.

"That feels good... the backrub," she told him.

Since his manhood was proving to be too painful for Addy, he decided to keep it where it was for the time being, opting to use his fingers instead. He would pick back up with his male member once he had her in the mood. He reached down below and began to fiddle around with her cunt like a guitar string.