tagFirst TimeOnce a Whore, Always a Whore Ch. 02

Once a Whore, Always a Whore Ch. 02

byIrishDude3881©

My womb was crying out for another baby long before I recovered from giving birth for the first time, and I couldn't wait to experience all the wonderful sensations of pregnancy once again. I had popped out my darling boys a few short months before my 19th birthday, and my fascination with being pregnant had not let up for a heartbeat.

My sex drive had not flagged either, leaving me constantly hungry for stimulation. Fortunately, Daddy was very attentive to my needs, keeping my hungry pussy full of his hard cock. He fucked me nonstop right though my pregnancy, and then I gave the baby factory a few months off to recover.

Taking care of my darling sons was a joy, and after becoming a mother at the ripe young age of 18, I knew that I had found my niche. I loved every aspect of motherhood. I treasured catering to the needs of my newborns and I loved suckling them at my generous breasts. As soon as I had fallen pregnant, I knew I wouldn't be able to experience the wonders of being with child only once.

Sure, the morning sickness wasn't great and the cramps were annoying, but those problems didn't hold a candle to how good I felt. Since I was pregnant with more than one baby, my symptoms were more severe but my arousal was equally strong. I constantly longed to feel Daddy's skilled hands caressing my body, and his hard cock stretching my eager pussy.

All throughout pregnancy, I was putty in his hands. I loved submitting to his every desire, and the fact that I was in a constant state of high arousal certainly helped me to enjoy every bit of sexual attention he blessed me with. There was never a dull moment, as he kept me constantly stimulated.

My stepfather was a stern authority figure, and submitting to his will fulfilled a burning need that had existed in me for a long time. Instead of rebelling against him, I obeyed his commands and gave myself to him without hesitation.

For nine long months, I got to walk around feeling like Daddy was always inside me. In a way, he was. It was amazing. I started to feel glad he had watched me so closely, as being deprived of sex for all those years made my experience heavenly and my pussy constantly wet.

As a mother, I found a whole new level of purpose. I had no real ambition before, and Daddy was always trying to steer me in the right certain direction. Although many of his previous attempts had failed, this one had clearly succeeded.

Aside from bringing out the mother in me, he had uncovered my submissive side as well. Surrendering to him completely allowed me to blossom into a whole new woman and enjoy a new era of sexual freedom. Thinking about how I was his and only his ensured that my pussy was constantly wet. He could access my body whenever he wanted, however he wanted, and the thought of this kept me constantly aroused. After turning a new leaf and becoming my Daddy's daughter-slut, I experienced sensations and orgasms stronger than anything else before.

I knew it was my stepfather's will to decide when my belly would swell up once again, so I merely hinted at wanting more kids. This went on for months as I healed from having my twin boys. Fortunately for me, I recovered quickly.

A few months after I gave birth, Daddy asked me what I wanted for my birthday. I looked him dead in the eye and simply said "a baby."

He smiled as he replied "that can be arranged." I was so excited! I couldn't wait to be pregnant again. I had been unable to have sex for months after giving birth, and I was boiling over with unfulfilled desire.

Daddy informed me that he had something special in mind for me, and that I would never forget this gift. My birthday was just a few short weeks away, and he told me he wanted to give me something unforgettable.

As the days counted down to my 19th birthday, Daddy worked constantly to keep me at the highest level of arousal possible. Since I was his plaything, I let him do whatever he wanted to me and didn't complain. Whenever we spent time together, he would deliberately provoke my lust, doing his best to build my anticipation for my birthday. His hands were constantly tracing the contours of my sensitive body whenever we were alone, and he knew how to "rub" me in just the right way to keep dripping with desire.

As the big day grew closer, I felt like I was about ready to burst. I wanted to jump my Daddy every time we were alone together.

When my birthday finally came, he took me out shopping in the morning and had me try on various lingerie outfits.

I loved going looking for bras with my new post-pregnancy breasts. I was always considered a hot number before, but gaining a few cup sizes seemed to make me even more alluring. All the salespeople I met thought I was Daddy's girlfriend, and congratulated him on having such a pretty women by his side.

I was constantly falling under the gaze of many men that we encountered in public. It made me hot to think that they all wanted to stretch my hungry pussy, which had only recently recovered.

Daddy had me try on several skimpy outfits, and strutting around half naked only added to my arousal. I couldn't wait to get home. The anticipation was killing me. Finally, Daddy declared that we were heading back to our house and I sighed with relief. He whisked me to the car and we departed.

On our way back, he used his free hand to stimulate my ample breasts through the tank top I was wearing. I moaned loudly as amazing sensations flowed throughout my body. He made sure to gently trace his hands across my nipples and areolae, as he knew how sensitive they were.

He worked his magic for the whole car ride home, and I felt my starving pussy become even more eager to be filled with his manhood. By the time we returned to our house, I was dying to feel a hard cock inside me. Daddy asked me if I was ready for my birthday present, and I eagerly moaned "yes."

As soon as we got in the door, he took my hands and moved them behind my back. Holding them together, he produced a set of handcuffs and quickly snapped them into place on my wrists. I heard them click and grinned in satisfaction. I couldn't wait for what was next.

My submissive needs were already being satisfied, and we had just started. He started to kiss my neck, and gently bit my skin with his teeth. Feeling him touch my sensitive flesh sent shivers down my spine. He slowly rolled my shirt up over my breasts, which were swollen with arousal and dying for his attention.

Daddy gently grazed his teeth across my rock-hard nipples before sucking them into his mouth and massaging them with his tongue. While catering to my hungry breasts, he slowly unbuttoned my pants and started to move them down my toned legs. He briefly removed his mouth from my sensitive nipples and continued to lower my pants until they reached my ankles. I slowly stepped out of them, and he tossed them to the other side of the room.

I was now practically naked, handcuffed and horny as hell. I was starting to grow impatient. My hungry pussy was dying for some cock. Daddy asked me if I was ready for a surprise gift. I said "sure, Daddy" and out of nowhere, my first lover entered the room. My jaw dropped. What was going on?

Mark said "surprise!" before coming up to me and kissing me deeply. I eagerly responded, and his hands began to trace the contours of my receptive skin. I felt my breathing quicken, and the level of arousal he brought me to quickly reminded me of why he had been my first lover. I grinned, thinking of how good it had felt the first time his cock stretched my tight, virgin pussy. Even if he had to wear a condom, it still felt great.

Daddy came up beside us and said "he can be all yours, and all you have to say is "'yes, Daddy.'"

I closed my eyes before saying "yes, Daddy" in a low, sultry voice.

As soon as the words left my mouth, Mark started using his mouth and hands to stimulate my eager breasts. Whereas daddy had sucked my jugs practically every day during the past year, my first lover had only enjoyed my lovely assets once. I was determined to give him more. Not just that, I thought to myself, but so much more.

Handcuffed and unable to move, I found myself sandwiched between Daddy and Mark. They both used their skilled hands to stimulate every inch of my exposed flesh. Mark continued to kiss my breasts, and Daddy used his mouth to take my earlobe between his lips.

I was overwhelmed with sensation. I knew how much pleasure these handsome, skilled men could bring me individually. Feeling them both expertly ravage my petite form was too much to handle. My famished pussy was absolutely soaked in anticipation of feeling its first hard cock in months.

"Fuck me," I managed to get out between moans.

Mark responded to this request by dropping his pants and revealing the hard cock that had made me a woman. He pulled my body to his, and soon his thick member was rubbing across my labia and clit. I moaned in ecstasy as he stimulated me slowly but surely. He kept placing the head of his penis at my entrance and then pushing past it, teasing me deliciously. Soon enough, I couldn't take it anymore and implored him to "please fuck me."

He grinned before placing his member to the entrance of my soaked pussy and pushing forward slowly. I moaned at finally feeling the flesh that I had been denied for months. It was like finding water in the desert of abstinence! I moaned in deep satisfaction when his balls finally rested on my ass and I knew he was fully inside me.

He thrust in and out of me in a slow, gentle way and I swooned as I was not used to experiencing that sort of treatment. I had been fucked plenty of times, but this was the first time I had ever made love.

Mark kissed me tenderly and Daddy worked my receptive breasts as I moaned in ecstasy. Daddy whispered to me that if I wanted, I could be Mark's to do with as he pleased. If I agreed, I would move in with him, and grant his every wish. My uterus began to quiver and I experienced an orgasm just from the thought.

He told me that all I needed to do was say "yes, Daddy" and I found myself eagerly repeating his words.

As soon as I had assented to being this handsome man's playtoy, I pulled him to my eager lips and kissed him dearly. I was now his. I had found my new mate, and I could not be happier with the arrangement. By being my first lover, Mark had made quite the impression on me. I grinned and told him that we had lots of lost time to make up for. He smiled back and replied that he couldn't wait.

After letting him do all the work in the beginning, I decided to "take the bull by the horns" and get on top. I eagerly climbed atop my lover, and placed the head of his cock to the entrance to my tight pussy. I slowly descended on his shaft until he was buried to the hilt. I paused briefly as I felt my labia resting on his balls.

After a few seconds, I rose up on his thick member. I could feel my flesh clinging to his this shaft as I pulled off him inch by inch. I continued to rise until just the head of his hard cock was inside me and then slowly sat back down, enjoying the tight grip that my horny pussy had created on his shaft. I gazed into his eyes and kissed him as I lovingly worked the first shaft that had ever entered my body.

As I sat there getting lost in this man's eyes, I started to feeling emotions I had never felt while having sex with Daddy. I was thrilled that I would be moving in with Mark. Something about him really got to me and I found myself feeling incredibly excited that I would be spending so much time with him.

I continued to massage my lover's penis with my pussy walls until my skilled ministrations pushed him over the edge. I sat down on him hard and buried my head in his chest as he fired off spurt after spurt of his thick load into my fertile womb.

I couldn't wait to be pregnant again, and eagerly welcomed his life-giving deposit. We rested like that briefly and then he pulled me into a spoon position. It wasn't long before I could feel his hard cock growing against my backside. I reached down and pushed it between my eager pussy lips. He pushed home and I got to feel my new lover stretch my pussy one more time.

We kept this up for hours and he surprised me once more by producing a diaphragm right before midnight. He told me to insert it. He said that if I got pregnant, we would know that it happened on my birthday. I eagerly complied, and thought about how excited I was to carry life inside me once again.

After spending hours being seeded by my new lover and accepting several of his loads inside my body, Daddy told me that I was all his for the time being. I was to live with Mark until further notice, and submit to his every desire. I was to make myself available to him at all times, and take his seed without question.

I was thrilled!

After spending all night with the man who had taken my virginity, I wanted nothing more than to be at his beck and call 24 hours a day.

As the next several days passed by, I reached heights of pleasure I never knew existed by granting Mark's every desire. I ended up missing my period two weeks after we started having sex, and I knew that Mark had given me the best birthday present a girl could get.

As soon as he found out that I was with child, Mark supervised my high calorie diet and insisted that I wear revealing clothing that accentuated my growing belly and lactating breasts. He wanted me hugely pregnant as I carried his little girl, and I offered no pretense of resistance.

Nine months to the day after reuniting with the man who made me into a woman, I gave birth to a darling baby girl who looks just like me. We were ecstatic as we gazed at the product of our love. We both agreed that we couldn't wait to have more. My breasts produced a lot of milk, and I spent many hours feeding both my twins, my newborn and her father.

After spending a few months healing from my latest pregnancy, I decided that the baby factory was ready for more. I felt recovered enough to have sex again during my safe time and as Mark gently fucked me, he whispered in my ear that he couldn't wait to make my belly swell up one more time. I wrapped myself around him and cooed "me either."

He paused briefly, before asking me "how do you feel about twins?" I instantly thought of my darling boys and my heart skipped a beat. My pussy gushed at the thought and I squeezed him tighter with my petite hands.

He told me that he wanted me to take fertility drugs for a brief time, and that we would hopefully get another set of twin boys out of it. My pussy moistened and my heart started beating faster at the thought of having another set of twins to love.

I smiled at him and asked "when do we start?"

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