Holy Fuck

I opened my mouth to answer her.

The words were right there — some cocky reply about how I wasn’t scared of crazy, how I liked it, how I wanted more of it. But they died in my throat the second her hand pressed down on her stomach again and that devilish grin deepened.

I almost choked.

“Holy fuck,” I managed instead, voice hoarse.

Alice’s eyes sparkled with pure delight. She was still straddling me, still slowly stroking my cock with her cum-slick fingers, still looking like the most dangerous, perfect thing I’d ever seen.

I swallowed hard and **** the question out before I could stop myself.

“What happens if you get pregnant?”

The grin that spread across her face was slow, wicked, and completely unashamed.

She leaned down until her lips brushed my ear, her heavy tits pressing against my chest. Her voice dropped to a filthy whisper that went straight to my cock.

“Eighteen years old,” she breathed, “that’s a lot of babies in your future.”

She let the words hang there for a second, then added, softer but no less filthy:

“You’ll have to start calling her Mommy.”

My brain short-circuited.

Before I could even process what she’d just said, Alice pushed herself up and moved higher on my body. She cupped one of her massive, soft tits in her hand and brought it to my mouth, brushing the hard nipple across my lips.

I didn’t hesitate.

I opened my mouth and sucked her in, tongue swirling over the stiff peak while my hands came up to grab her thick waist. She moaned softly above me, grinding her soaked shorts against my stomach as I sucked harder, teeth grazing just enough to make her shiver.

“That’s it,” she whispered, voice breathy but still teasing. “Get used to it. If I end up carrying your kid at eighteen, you’re going to be calling me that for a long time. Every time you fuck me. Every time you fill me up again. Every time you look at what you did to me.”

She rocked her hips, smearing more of our mess across my skin.

“I told you this was fun,” she said, that devilish grin back in her voice even as she fed me her tit. “You get to breed an eighteen-year-old who’s crazy enough to want it. And I get to watch you lose your mind over it.”

I groaned around her nipple, sucking harder, one hand sliding down to grab a handful of her plush ass. My cock was trapped between us, throbbing and leaking against her stomach. The image she’d painted — her at eighteen, pregnant, making me call her Mommy while I kept fucking more babies into her — should have been terrifying.

Instead it made me harder than I’d ever been in my life.

Alice pulled her tit back just enough to look down at me, eyes dark and shining.

“So?” she asked, voice sweet and filthy. “You still want to keep sticking your dick in crazy?”

She didn’t wait for an answer. She just pushed her breast back against my mouth and started grinding on me again, slow and deliberate, like she already knew exactly what I was going to say.