Caminah Smuts

Graduation Woes (Part 4 of 4)

Camila winced as she rolled out of bed and waddled towards the living room. She only had a month left before the baby was due, and she couldn't wait to be able to see her toes once more. Camila cradled her stomach and caressed the baby bump, that was actually more like a mountain now with a small smile. This was her baby—hers and Dinah's—and she just can't wait to meet her.

"Dinahhhhhh..." Camila whined. "Help me."

"Mila?" Dinah looked up from the TV and put down the controller when she heard Camila's voice. She got up and turned the corner to see her pregnant girlfriend waddling towards her. "What's wrong?"

Camila pouted. "I'm horny and hungry and I just want bacon and I feel terrible because I want to get rid of this baby because it hurts!" She reached out to wrap her arms around Dinah. "And I can't even hug you properly because there's a planet separating us. This is terrible."

Dinah laughed and held Camila as best she could, her arm cradling her lower back. "I never thought I'd hear you say you want to eat bacon." She pulled back and pecked her lips. "Don't blame that on me."

"But it is your fault!" Camila wailed, beating her fists against Dinah's chest weakly.

"Whoa, okay." She held Camila's wrists gently. "No beating of the girlfriend."

"You made me pregnant with your cock and just..." Camila cut herself off and squeezed the bulge in Dinah's sweatpants. "You know what? I want this more than bacon." The blonde haired girl's hips jumped up as her very pregnant girlfriend squeezed her through her pants.

"You started it, by the way, I'm just going to point that out."

"No!" Camila argued, reaching into Dinah's pants to pull her cock out. She grasped her by the base and stroked slowly. "You don't get to point out anything because I'm carrying your baby." Camila tugged Dinah to the kitchen and patted the kitchen counter right when she was about to retort. "Sit, and no arguing." Camila said sternly with her teacher voice. Dinah's cock twitched at the stern tone in Camila's voice that she hadn't heard in a long time. "Yes ma'am." Dinah remarked, lifting herself onto the counter and waited to see what Camila would do.

Camila tugged Dinah's pants to her knees and licked her lips at the sight of Dinah's tanned cock. She rubbed the slit with the pad of her finger as Dinah watched, coaxing out a drop of precome from her. "This is my only craving, you know?" Camila smirked and licked the crown. "If I didn't want this cock in my pussy so much, I'd suck on it all day." She licked from base to tip, her mouth latching onto Dinah's balls before releasing them with a pop. Dinah struggled to keep her hips still as Camila licked the head. Her hands shot out and tangled in Camila's hair as she sucked on her balls briefly. "Fuck, Mila.."

Camila covered Dinah's balls with her saliva before sucking back on the head. She slowly took in Dinah's thick cock down her throat, choking slightly around the girth. Camila hollowed her cheeks and looked up at Dinah, her eyes shining with undisguised lust, while Dinah gripped her hair tighter and moved her hips up into her mouth as she sucked hard on her cock. "That's it, baby.."

Releasing Dinah's dick with a pop, Camila stroked her rapidly. "Inside me now, Dinah."

Dinah hopped off of the counter and turned Camila around, bending her over slightly so she was comfortable. She tugged Camila's panties down just enough so she could run the head of her cock through her folds. "You're already soaking, Mila." she leaned forward and kissed along her shoulder. She pushed into Camila's soaking heat slowly, moaning at the tightness she felt around her cock.

Camila's knuckles gripped the edge of the counter and pushed her ass out further. She squirmed and gasped as her pussy was stretched out. "Oh my god..." She whimpered, her pussy muscles convulsing around Dinah's dick. "Don't be so fucking slow. Take me."