Daughter of Frigg Ch. 05

Daughter of Frigg - Chapter 5

Brotherly Love

Like Atlanta I got a job first at a little put-put golf and arcade establishment, while it took Owen 3 months to get a job as a cable television technician. Having gotten pregnant mid-May I was now 4 months along and still not showing much when I answered a knock on the door at 10 in the morning.

Ben stood in the door way dressed pretty well for him.

Rachelle, his wife was had given birth to their first son in July which was great for them. She was a royal bitch though, pregnant or not she took after her mother. He so deserved her, still Owen wasn't home and he knew it, so why was he here now.

"Hey is Owen home," Ben asked nonchalantly.

"No he is at work," I answered, "You know he wouldn't talk to you anyway, since finding out about your forced sex on me then you and Chris and all."

"Yea that's unfortunate, still you seemed to enjoy it well enough at the time," Ben said shrugging it off, "I didn't come here to talk to him anyway. I came to talk to you."

"Why me," I asked taken aback and irritated.

"Well, because Dad told me about you and him in Wyoming, and I know whose child you really carry," Ben grinned, "I got to say you must be one of the most beautiful pregnant women I have ever seen."

"Leave my house," I growled starting to slam the door.

"Now, now," Ben rebuked mildly, "I am sure you would hate for Owen to find out the true nature of your pregnancy, why don't you let me in and we can talk about it."

"Get out," I commanded kicking at his foot.

"Ok," He acquiesced, as he pulled out his cell phone and began dialing Owen's work phone.

I heard the phone ringing and my heart fell, as it rang my courage melted.

"You fucking bastards," I growled and opened the door for him to come in, "I am 4 months pregnant with your father's baby! Are you so hard up that you can't get any except from your brother's pregnant wife?"

"Nope," Ben replied condescendingly, "I could get any woman I want, and I can have as much sex with Rachelle as I want, this is just because I want to fuck you too. I like doing this to you."

"I am pregnant already you ass," I objected.

"I don't care if you're pregnant," Ben answered, "Like I said you are just about one of the hottest pregnant women I have ever seen. I will fuck you all the way up to your due date."

"Well, at least you can't get me pregnant," I snarled.

"Yep it will be fun and we don't have to worry condoms," Ben asserted.

"Now wait a min..."

"You are miss understanding me, you are not in charge at all Megan," Ben interrupted in calm certainty, "I am, and I am going to fuck you bare back, during your pregnancy and then afterwards. So if you don't wanna get pregnant I suggest you get the pill, because I have no problem with getting you pregnant."

"You fucking asshole! What did I ever do to you? What did Owen ever do to you!?" I screamed.

"Nothing," Ben answered smugly, "You were easy. You made it easy, and you're a really good fuck, not to mention the best blow job I have ever had."

"You and your father should be ashamed of yourselves, you are both beyond anything I can think of short of Demonic," I spat condemningly, "I am bad I know that and I hate what I have done, and what I am about to do, but you, for God's sake Owen is your brother. You and your father are so much worse."

Ben shrugged my reproach off like water, "Well it doesn't change the fact that you are going to take you clothes off right now and I am going to fuck you until I spray you insides with my cum."

Shaking my head in exasperated defeat, I walked over to the couch bent over the back while lifting up my cute little yellow sundress with a red flower pattern that fell just below my buttocks cheeks showing off my now tanned thickly muscular thighs.

It had a plunging V-neck spaghetti-strap with a built in bra in the bodice that both lifted and paraded my massive Double-D cup breasts, yes they had grown again since getting pregnant. Below the bodice it hugged my small 24" waist and caressed my nearly 5 month's pregnant belly. I didn't really look pregnant yet, just a slight bulge in my abdomen as the rest of the sundress floated over my flaring 41" apple shaped hips and considerable bubble butt.

I wasn't wearing panties today as I was hoping to seduce Owen into a nooner, as I spread my feet clad in red four inch cork heels opening my legs and shaking my voluptuous ass presenting my perfectly shaved smooth pussy, my juices already trickling in down my vagina anticipation. Lubricating my vulva and labia as it ran down to accumulate and dribble off my clit in long drooling drops still connected to my pussy by long elastic tendril that would snap and recoil once the dollop of nectar was only a few inches from the carpet.

"Now that's what I like to see," Ben hummed enjoying the view as he stepped up and took hold of my wide hips and slapped my bounteous ass painfully before he unbuttoned his pants pushed them down before massaging his limp noodle to a disadvantaged and uninspiring 5" wood.

"Just know this," I growled unhappily, "I may not have any power here or authority over my body, but don't ever mistake that me being good at what I do is a desire or enjoyment in doing it with you."

"And never mistakenly think that I care at all what you think or feel about your situation, you will make yourself available whenever I call you, and you will do whatever I want you to with whomever I tell you to do it," Ben intoned grimly, "Do you understand?"

"Yes," I mumbled.

'God this was going to make the 4 months with Harold in Wyoming and getting pregnant by him seem like heaven by comparison,' I thought bitterly as Ben played his underwhelming head at my pussy lips spreading my labia as gushing nectar burst from my quivering hole to rush down my vulva to my tingling clitoris and stream off in long tendril thick enough to extent to the carpet as beading honey dollops started to make a dark spot on the floor as my pussy drooled.

With a squish, Ben thrust balls deep into my wet hole as I looked out my sliding doors and tried firstly to imagine it was Owen fucking me, but when I couldn't I just tried hard not to moan as he began sawing in and out of my vagina. Clamping down I tried to get more sensation as he piston my well lubed pussy, while arching my back to give him a little more angle to hit my G-spot. When he finally found it my womb warmed and my mind exploded with heat.

"Ohhh – Oh God, I love being fucked," escaped my lips in a purr even as I screamed in my head, 'NO!'

Why do I always act like a sex crazed bitch in heat every time a dick is in my pussy?

"Hmm. Well you won't have an issue with not getting enough from now on," Ben promised as he pummeled my pussy for 10 minutes before I felt his hot streams of cum spray against my vaginal walls, like always semen creaming my insides sent me to another plain of sexual experience as my climax lifted my senses to decadent heights and my inhibitions leaked out of me into a puddle in the carpet just below my pussy.

Ben started to pull out finished with me for the time being, when something deep and guttural growled from my primal self and I pushed back to consume Ben's dick again with my insatiable pussy, "MORE! I want more, fuck me harder! Fuck me deeper, cum in me more!"

Not quite expecting this, Ben hesitated, and then grabbed my hips for more sawing. It took him twenty minutes to cum again as I climaxed over and over.

Urging him on, I moaned, "More! Fill me up with your cream. Don't stop until I am full of seed. Plant me baby, breed me good!"

Part of me wondered where I got this shit from. Another part wondered if I was insane, a sex addict, a confirmed nympho, what made me lose my mind when having sex like this. It felt like I was a whole other person.

"More, deeper, HARDER!" I grunted for the next 2 hours as I tried to milk Ben for all his cum, having reached through my thighs to massage his testis as my pussy drooled nectar all over my wrist and palm.

As I came down from a 2 hour high, Ben finally asked, "When is Owen showing up for lunch?"

"12."

"Then I better leave, and you had better clean up," Ben chided, "We don't want him to find out about this right? Otherwise you will be getting divorced soon with another baby on the way."

"Yea," I mumbled, my sense of propriety finally kicking back in as I closed my thighs and clamped my pussy muscles. I still trailed a stream of lubricant everywhere I walked but I had become a pro at keeping my coveted semen in my vault.

Ben went and cleaned up in the bathroom then I showed him to the door.

"When do you think you will be back," I asked demurely.

"When I feel like it," Ben replied maliciously and walked off as I closed the door.

Going to check on London to see if she was still doing fine in her room; she was and I closed the door, went over to the floor where my pussy juices made dark glimmering spot in the carpet and set down a towel to soak it up.

Walking to the bathroom I took a wet towel and washed my thighs and pussy cleaning off my nectar residue careful not to penetrate my vaginal mouth muscles holding Ben's, now my, semen in my warm treasure house. Finished cleaning up I moved to lay over the arm of the couch careful of my positioning with my baby belly resting in the crook of the arm of the sofa and the seat cushions. The position propped my colossal derriere up into the air where my pussy was completely exposed to the point that I could feel the air caress my ass cheeks and my quickly moistening pussy lips, my dress hung about my waist and my legs were spread wide further exposing my ripe hole in an open invitation for Owen when he got home.

The door opened and closed, nothing was said, and I was not looking to see Owen when he came in, I just looked out the sliding doors to the balcony. I wanted to be taken.

Slowly I felt a hand glide over my mountainous bottom and hips, and then a slight pulling backwards until my belly was help fast against the arm of the couch as a hot mushroom head about 5" in circumference stretched my pussy lips around its girth as it plunged into my cavernous treasury already filled with Ben's creamy discharge. Once the head was past my vaginal mouth I was stretched even further and a rod even bigger than the tip pushed an incredible length all the way to my womb and prodded profoundly at my cervix.

This was not Owen, lifting my head to look around a massive hand gripped my head as my face was suddenly pushed into the couch cushion as I screamed out.

The long hard mystery cock slammed my pussy better than Ben ever did, and within five pummeling thrusts I was climaxing and never came down as it ground into my wet canal. I yelled and begged for more into the cushion my face was firmly held to, my pleas unheard, as darkness took me from lack of oxygen.

I couldn't see anything as I came to, I could only hear voices. Opening my eyes I all I saw was black, and I could feel the sawing thrust of another prick in my womb. It wasn't the first dick that assaulted me, and it didn't feel like Owen's either.

"How lucky are we, to get the wrong address to some sex hungry bitch bent over wanting dick," a youthful voice exclaimed from behind me.

"Yea, bitch should have locked her door," another voice admonished.

"Bitch may be a pregnant cougar but damn that is a fine pussy, it freaken feels like its sucking my dick in and when she clamps down, God what a grip," A third voice proclaimed, "she fucking sucked 3 orgasms out of me and moaned the whole time."

"Yea she even moans for more in her sleep," a fourth voice cackled.

"Never thought I would be losing my virginity today," Number Three in my head said.

"Ha ha ha, you're a fucking virgin," Laughed Number Four.

"Fuck you," Number Three replied, "I know the only sex you have ever had before this was with your hand."

"I'm not, I had sex with Lauri Dewter prom night last year while she was passed out on the beach," Number Two bragged.

"Dude, how did you get her she was head cheerleader," Number One asked astounded.

"Uh, I drugged her punch, how else," Number Two admitted, "Shit be happy I let you in on this. Now you all get to pop your cherries with this fine bitch."

"Hurry up," the Number Four urged, "I wanna fucken pop my cherry in her!"

"Wait your turn, Dude, Ted fucking came in her like 6 times before he even came out to get us," Number Three argued.

My mind numb with my gluttonous climaxes, I dimly associated Number Two's name was Ted, as I moaned for more.

"Fuck me more," I grunted sleepily not wanting to seem too conscious of what was going on.

"Damn this bitch is insatiable," Number Three remarked admiringly."

"No kidding," Number One concurred, "I came in her like 7 times myself, and what is this your fifth time Randy?"

"Shut up Greg, if she's awake she will hear our names and yea my fifth," Number Three, Randy, boasted, "I am going to see if I can't squeeze one more out."

Randy, true his word thrust his slightly smaller prick than Number Two, Ted, pummeled me with. Thrusting deep, his cock marinating in Ben's cum and Ted's and Greg's and his own, he pushed hungrily at my womb trying hard to breach my gates separating my baby from their seminal soap.

Having lost count of my constant climaxes, I peaked again my head filled with a warm light as my pussy clamped down on the stiff prick in me to ring out every fluid ounce of cum from this young man's balls. I couldn't silence my carnivorous moans as he pumped slushily into my semen filled pussy for what felt like 10 minutes or so, his balls rapping against my clit in a steady rhythm sending lightning with every hit to a humongous glowing ball in my core that shared its vibrant light with my brain.

My hips and thighs hurt to a point that even though I wanted to push against his thrusts I couldn't move. My shoulders hurt as well and I couldn't feel my arms, they must be asleep, but I could still feel that they were tied behind my back. It didn't matter that much, when they finished giving me all their semen they would free me, after all - I had wanted to be taken.

Randy's pace began to quicken with his climax as I felt him thrust deeper right against my womb jet his seed against my wall as he moaned his release.

"Ahh, 6 – nice round number, it's just too bad we can't get her pregnant," Randy pouted, as he pulled out.

"Yea I thought that too," Ted rumbled disappointedly, "She's still a good fuck though."

"No doubt," Greg and Randy agreed in unison.

"Fuck this, I have to find out, get out of the way Randy," Number Four whined.

"Fuck dude, what did your mom do fuck a horse to give you that piece of meat," Randy snapped sarcastically just noticing his buddies hard wood, hard oak more like.

"Fuck you Randy, you just wish you had one this big," Number Four growled.

"Ha Ha Ha, how much lube does it take you to jack that thing off in the bathroom, Jess," Randy taunted back.

"I don't know Randy you'd have to ask you mom," Number Four, Jess, retaliated.

They all laughed at that, as I felt a simply colossal sausage of a dick tip push at my pussy lips. This thing was bigger than anything I have ever felt or had including Ted and Jamal, it felt like this guy was trying to shove a soft up my vagina. This guy must be a mutant there is no way any boy or man could have a prick this huge. Amazingly my lips stretched to accommodate his girth.

"Shit man she's taking you in," Greg remarked amazed.

"Yea but I bet she can't take his length," Randy chided, "Hell he won't even get half of it in."

"Fuck this chick is tight," Jess remarked, as I felt him pull at my hips as he forced his sausage deeper in.

I must have had a liter of cum in my pussy, and when he hit it, I was so tight around Jess's girth it wouldn't leak out; instead it stopped him from thrusting any further with the back pressure.

"Shit I can't go any further and I just barely have my head in," Jess complained.

"No way she is deeper just keep pushing," Randy inciting Jess on.

"Just a second," Ted said grimly.

I heard some shuffling then Jess withdrew a little before thrusting forward again this time pulling my hips as hard as he could with 3 other sets of hands pulling me back against Jess's penetrating rod. He hit the semen like a Big-Rig hitting a wall, it had nowhere to go until I felt my cervix being forced open by the sheer weight of all that cum. My cervix didn't have to breach but a little and all that creamy goodness gushed into my womb like Old Faithful in Yellowstone releasing his built up pressure, a beam of white hot light filled my brain and set my body on fire as Jess's horse dick slammed into my cervix.

The pushing didn't stop though; they were seriously trying to breach my womb.

"Ugh," I groaned with the pain of his mass distending my pussy to its maximum elasticity and the breaching of my womb currently under way.

"Stop," I moaned, "Stop please?"

"Shit she's waking up," Randy cried.

"Shut up and just keep fucking her," Greg admonished.

Jess plowed my pussy with a sound determination to have all of him fit in me, in seconds I could feel his club of a prick swell even larger for his first orgasm as he pushed deep into my vagina his dick lips right against my cervix ejaculating straight through my gates to fill my treasury with more seed. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven jetting pumps of creamy man milk.

"Oh, hell ya," Jess hummed, "That was nice."

Jess didn't even stop, he didn't even slow except when he came, just long enough to press his tip to my womb and blast another septuplet of cum geysers into my uterus. He came 5 times in rapid succession another 5 times before he even began to flag and another 5 times before he was too tired to continue.

"Ok, we have all had our fun, lets jet before this bitches man gets home," Ted commanded.

"Wait," I croaked, "Untie me - don't leave me like this for my husband to find."

"What, why would we do that," Ted sneered.

"Please," I cried, "He can't see me like this. Please, Ted, Greg, Randy, Jess please let me go."

"Shit she know's our names," Jess moaned.

"Shut up," Randy scoffed, "I told you she would hear our names dumbass."

"What's in it for us," Greg growled.

"I will let you fuck me anytime you want to, without the bondage," I croaked.

My throat was so dry, how long had they been fucking me?

"Shit, you are a hot bitch in need of breeding aren't you," Ted cooed

"Yea, a very hot bitch in need of tons of breeding," I tried to purr.

"Fine," Ted finally consented.

The four boys first untied my hands, which resulted in my arms falling lifeless to the couch as they then lifted me up off the arm of the couch to stand. My dress fell back down to cover my nudity as Randy and Jess held me up on my unsteady legs that burned mightily and shook.

I tried with all my might to clench my vaginal muscles to hold all the semen in, but I was so worn out I couldn't hold for long. The gushing spray of cum from between my thighs didn't come though, only little droplets of my nectar, my cervix must have closed back up with all their warm cum still in my womb. It could be why my core felt like a furnace. Lastly, Ted removed whatever was obstructing my vision.

"Damn she's gorgeous," Jess complemented, awestruck, "and, young too!"

Blinking my vision clear I finally saw the young men before me. Ted was large black man, built like a center guardsman on the football team, with easily a 12" cock. Randy was athletic with long red hair and blue eyes, with a 10" cock. Greg was a squat Latino with black hair and green eyes, and a nice 8" prick. And, Jess was a typical Caucasian nerd, average in height but rail thin with a too large nose, brown eyes and brown hair, and 18" rod that looked to be 6" or 7" in circumference.