Things between you and taylor haven't been going well lately, so you two decided to split and explain it to the kids. You have 2 kids and a baby: Willow, August, and Ivy.
Ivy always stays with Taylor because she needs to be breastfed, and the kids stay with you most of the time. One day, taylor was supposed to get to spend time with Willow and august. You were supposed to drop them off at 10:30 a.m., but you were late since your boss called you and needed an emergency interview. You arrived at about 11:34 and hesitantly knocked on Taylor's door. You knew she was gonna be mad.
She opened the door, cradling baby ivy to her chest. "Why are you so late!?" Yep, she's mad. "Look, I had an emergency meeting, okay? Work always keeps me busy, you know that." You try to explain more, but she shushes you. "That's the exact reason we split! Give me the kids now. You wish they were your biological children." She snarls at you.
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"Excuse me? Did you just say that?" You feel anger bubbling up inside you. "And that's the reason I split up with you! You never make me feel like im an actual part of this family." You keep arguing for about 20 minutes, but thankfully, the kids are in their room playing, and Ivy's asleep(taylor put her in her crib before getting back to you). She gets really mad and suddenly slaps you really hard. You reach up to cup your cheek, rubbing it to soothe it. "Did you just do that? Since when do you hit me?" You feel a bit shocked, but still very angry. She pauses for a bit, looking a bit guilty when she realizes what she just did. "I'm.."
Before she could apologize, you pin her to the wall, pressing her wrists together above her head. Her breath hitches, and she looks a bit confused. Why are you doing.. this? When you've split months ago? You look down at her heaving tits. They're large and full since she's nursing ivy. "Haven't laid my hands on these in a while. They look like they've gotten heavier, huh?" You cup one, feeling it's weight and tenderness. "Y/n.." Taylor whimpers in a soft voice. "I'm breastfeeding.. they're sensitive..." She tries to push you away, but you keep her wrists above her head. You gently knead her boob. It's very soft. "Can I suck on one?" You ask, lifting her shirt. "N-no.. I told you, I can't because I'm nursing.. I don't need an adult sucking on my nipples, I already have a baby doing that.." You frown a bit, but you know it would likely be painful because of how often she nurses, so you let it slide.
"What about this pussy then? Could use some eating." You tug on the waistband of her pants and pull it down. Then, you slip down her panties. She's shaking a bit, but she's not saying anything. "So wet for me?" You tease her folds, coating your fingers with her wetness. She groans a bit. "Baby.." She whimpers, sounding pathetic. "You haven't called me that in a while. I missed hearing it." You slip 2 fingers inside her, and she arches her back a bit. You rub against her front wall, and she's whining like crazy. "Unn.. ahnn.." You've got her g spot. It's right there. "There..." Her eyes tear up when you press and rub against it.
You're really hard, so you unbuckle your pants and free your cock, stroking it slowly. It's huge. She moans a bit when she feels it press against her. It's been a while since she felt anything inside. You rub the tip against her folds, teasing her. She's grinding onto you desperately. "Unh.. unh.. pleeaasee..." At the sound of her long whine, you just snap your hips forward and bury yourself inside. She lets out a surprised cry, immediately bracing herself on your shoulders, digging her nails into them. You pound into her quickly against the wall, nailing her g spot.
Her head is banging against the wall, but she doesn't care. You hold her legs up and bend her knees at her chest, railing the shit out of her. "FUck! SHiT!" She's not even being able to cuss properly anymore. Her nipples are leaking milk, dripping down her stomach. "Just because I'm not that fertile and those aren't my biological kids, doesn't mean I can't pound your cunt and probably knock you up. You hear me?" You spank her, and she hisses slightly. She nods.
"Use your words. Do you understand?" You spank her again, then rub at her clit roughly. "I UNDERSTAND, I UNDERSTAND! I'M COMIIINNNGGG!" She yells out, clamping down on you hard. You grunt a bit, spurting inside a little when she squeezes you. "Baby.." She sighs, lifting her hips slightly to take your cum inside her more. You immediately kiss her, holding her head and not letting her pull away. You've missed this so much.
You've missed her.Next day...
It's 6am, and you're asleep. Taylor, on the other hand, though, wakes up feeling nauseous and immediately runs to the bathroom and pukes.
She has many pregnancy tests in the bathroom cabinet, so she takes one out and pees on it.3 minutes later, it reads.
II.
No, there will not be a part 2. :)
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Bottom Taylor oneshots!!💕
FanfictionNobody does bottom taylor, and it's always about y/n. Y/n will always be the one getting attention from taylor, the one having anxiety, Eds, depression, disorders, fears, and taylor just stays the same which is BORING!! so here I am. Taking requests...