Post by Mr. Styles on Jun 16, 2017 18:03:59 GMT -6
I inhaled the drag of my cigarette while I continued to watch Stacey blow me. She did a hell of a job, I must admit. I took in another long drag of the cigarette, and rested my head back on the head rest of the recliner. I slowly exhaled, listening to the sucking and slurping sounds coming from my lap. I looked down and watched her, as she met me with her eyes. I smiled at her, and pulled her face up.
"Let's go to the bedroom. You want me to fuck you don't you?", I laughed as I said this.
"Do you even have to ask?", she replied.
I stood up, pulled up my pants, put out the cigarette in the ashtray and walked up the stairs; Stacey closely following me. We got to the extra bedroom and I threw Stacey on to the bed. She was naked besides a pair of black, lace booty shorts. I didn't like doing this to Aurora, but for some reason I felt compelled to.
"Fuck me Freddie. Do it right now! I wanna feel you inside me.", she moaned as I pulled down her panties.
"Heh. You want it that bad eh?", I asked with a smirk.
"Give it to me!", she damanded as she wrapped her hands around the back of my head and pulled me in to kiss her.
I inserted in to her, and thrusted in to her harder and harder with every stroke. I could hear her screaming with moans, and it made my body quiver with pleasure.
There you Freddie, you finally grew a pair. How is it? A good fuck?
What do you think? As good as it was the first thirty times. This girl knows how to take a dick. Heh.
What a wonderful neighbor. I'd go for the Latino too, good choice.
I don't need your stamp of approval to fuck bitches. Why are you bothering me? Im in the middle of something as you noticed.
Exactly. I wanted to see if you could continue with me in your head. I didn't think you could. Suprise, Suprise, Freddie. I have some business to speak to you about.
Can it wait until I'm done?
Yes. We will do this when the girl is gone.
I continued to have my way with Stacey. She moaned like the whore she was, screaming and clawing at my back. I felt my sanity slip. I knew I was going crazy, and just like the last time, I was trying to accept it. I continued to fuck the well-tanned Stacey, this time from behind. I was going crazy, twice as hard as I normally would.
"How does that fucking feel!?! You fucking like that bitch!?! Take it!!", I screamed.
"Uhhh, give it to me. Harder. HARDER!! Fuck me Freddie, fuck me!!"
I was loving this. I felt power over Stacey. Power like I used to feel. I felt stronger than ever before. I realized I could have given two shits about Aurora right then. I was pounding away at a gorgeous broad that men would die to be with. And she begged for me!
I couldn't believe the day I was having; a huge smile was pasted to my face as I pulled Freddie's vehicle into the drive-way. I turned off the car and raised my sunglasses on top of my head. I looked down at my stomach and the smile grew even wider. I placed my right palm underneath my top and rested it on my bare, flat stomach. Inside there was a life, a wonderful little baby growing inside of me; a baby that Freddie and I created in the middle of one of our passionate love-making sessions. I couldn't wait to tell him, I had hoped in finding this out it might snap him out of whatever weird state he had sunk into.
I had found out earlier today that I was having a baby. Over the past few weeks I had been feeling sick but I didn't tell Freddie because he already appeared to have enough going on in his life. I decided I needed to go to a doctor, I left him sleeping that morning as my appointment was at nine-thirty. After a couple of tests the doctor happily informed me that I was four and a half weeks pregnant. He gravely told me though that because my blood pressure was high and it appeared I was under some serious stress that he wanted me to get lots of rest and relax as much as I could, any more stress could cause long-term effects for mine and Freddie's child.
Feeling that Freddie would be nothing more than thrilled, I got out of the vehicle but not before I grabbed a pink, white, and blue shopping bag that contained various things for a new born child. I couldn't help it, I loved children and wanted to get a head start on shopping for my own. I peeked inside of the bag which contained a white fleece lamb, a precious white baggy nightgown for a new born, and last of all a new born hat for the baby to wear when he or she came home from the hospital. I grinned brightly and stepped out of the vehicle. I walked inside of the house and placed my purse on the counter. Still clutching the bag from the baby store, I walked toward the upstairs figuring that Freddie might be taking a shower or just waking up.
I walked upstairs until I reached guest room, however my smile soon faded as I started to hear various sounds coming from the room. Hoping against hope that Freddie was watching pornography, I shakingly opened the door. He wasn't watching a movie though, he was fucking that whore that lived across the street from him. I couldn't move, I stood there in shock. I felt like I could throw up and I also felt my stress level rising unbelievably. He was cheating on me… It was something he promised he would never do. Tears began to come to my eyes as I began to shake with anger and sobs.
"Freddie what the fuck are you doing!?" I screamed as horrible sobs also escaped my mouth.
I was shaking so much that I had to hold onto the doorway to keep from falling over. Hurt began to cloud my eyes and I knew when he looked into them he would see a woman who has just had her heart broken almost beyond repair.
I was in a funny situation right now. But the funniest thing was my lack of remorse. I felt no pain, nor did I feel bad for Aurora. I should've felt like a monster at this point. I should have felt some sort of pain, some sort of pity for the woman I was in love with. But to be honest I didn't even feel the love anymore. I couldn't feel any sort of emotion anymore. I felt nothing. I was simply a body. A body with a brain and little emotion. I was completely empty. I was no longer human. I was immortal. I was an immortal God, that would walk forever.
"Get the fuck out of here. Can't you see I'm in the middle of something!?!", I said, turning to Aurora with a cold stare.
I looked at him with my mouth dropped open in complete shock, I felt as though I was hyper-ventilating. He didn't care about me anymore. I clutched the bag with the newly bought purchases for our baby and held it tightly against my chest. I turned quickly and ran to the nearest bathroom where I fell to my knees in front of the toilet and began throwing up. As soon as I was finished I wiped my mouth on my sleeve and sat back against the wall to the side of the toilet and continued to cry. I wrapped my arms around my knees and brought them up to my chest. My whole body was trembling with horrible emotions.
How could he have gone from such a wonderful and caring human being into that monster I had just seen. I didn't know what to feel and for a split second I wanted to die. I looked up at the bathroom counter and saw a bottle of sleeping pills. Now if I were to take enough of them surely I would slip into a very deep sleep, one that I might never come out of. I shakingly stood up and stumbled over to the bottle. I picked it up and looked at it. As I began to undo the lid, something stopped me, it was my conscience.
"Aurora don't do this…", it started. "In doing this you are not only ending your own life but the life of that baby inside of you… No man should bring you to this point in your life. You have a child to think about now, a helpless little baby that needs it's mother."
I knew my conscience was right, I couldn't do this. I loved this baby and hated myself for even contemplating killing it and myself. I decided I needed to calm down and figure something out. This man that was in that bedroom now was not the man I fell in love with and created this child with. I had a new priority and it wasn't Freddie. I set the bag of things down on the counter and took the outfit I bought for the baby as well as the hat. I held them to my chest and wiped my eyes with my sleeves. I found in myself a sort of strength I knew I had all along. I gently put the things back into the bag and grabbed it by the handles. I walked to the room where Freddie was and stood outside of it, waiting for him to get done so I could confront him. Whether he liked it or not I was not going to let him yell at me like that again without yelling right back at him.
I wasn't going to wait for him though, as soon as I got up enough guts I marched into the room and dropped the bag to the floor. Feeling a sense of anger and rage I never had before, I glared at the two of them as Stacey was riding my boyfriend. Releasing an enraged sigh, I marched over to her and grabbed her hair on the back of her head and roughly pulled her off of him to the floor. She stares up at me in pain as I had ripped out hunks of her dark hair. I then thought about kicking her in the stomach but decided not to. I dropped the hunks at my side and glared at Freddie, clenching my fists.
"Get this home-wrecking bitch out of here now Freddie. And I mean now."
I looked at him breathing heavily with anger and frustration.
I pushed Aurora away, sending her a message. Hopefully she understood I wasn't done with the task at hand. I sure hope she'd understand or else I'd be fucking Stacey in front of her. I pulled Stacey back on to the bed and turned to Aurora.
"End the bullshit Aurora. I'll be down when I'm done. Now get out of this room." I said with a stern glare.
"Now where were we?", I said leaning in to kiss Stacey.
I wasn't going to fight with him, for some reason I felt oddly calm. Of course I was hurting very badly but I needed to get out of the house. I knew I could stay with his friend Blake; Blake had always been so nice to me and had quickly become like the brother I never had. I walked over and picked up the bag of baby things. Sniffling exhaustedly, I turned to Freddie one last time as I made it to the door. In a very tired voice I began to speak to him.
"Don't even bother coming down because I won't be there. Until you hear differently, I'm staying with Blake…Also this day was going to be one filled with happiness because I was coming home to tell you that we're having a baby but obviously I don't matter to you anymore and I doubt this baby will either."
I then turned quickly and walked out of the room, down the stairs, and to the kitchen. I grabbed my purse and threw it over my shoulder. I looked around the house one last time before walking out of the house. I wasn't going to take one of his cars, Blake lived maybe ten miles away but I didn't care. I was going to walk there. It would be at Blake's house I figured out what I was going to do. I had mine and Freddie's child to think about now and that was what was most important to me.
Her words meant nothing to me at this moment, as I began to thrust in to Stacey again. A baby. That thought would probably plague my thoughts. But I wasn't going to begin to ponder the possibility of it... yet.
"Let's go to the bedroom. You want me to fuck you don't you?", I laughed as I said this.
"Do you even have to ask?", she replied.
I stood up, pulled up my pants, put out the cigarette in the ashtray and walked up the stairs; Stacey closely following me. We got to the extra bedroom and I threw Stacey on to the bed. She was naked besides a pair of black, lace booty shorts. I didn't like doing this to Aurora, but for some reason I felt compelled to.
"Fuck me Freddie. Do it right now! I wanna feel you inside me.", she moaned as I pulled down her panties.
"Heh. You want it that bad eh?", I asked with a smirk.
"Give it to me!", she damanded as she wrapped her hands around the back of my head and pulled me in to kiss her.
I inserted in to her, and thrusted in to her harder and harder with every stroke. I could hear her screaming with moans, and it made my body quiver with pleasure.
There you Freddie, you finally grew a pair. How is it? A good fuck?
What do you think? As good as it was the first thirty times. This girl knows how to take a dick. Heh.
What a wonderful neighbor. I'd go for the Latino too, good choice.
I don't need your stamp of approval to fuck bitches. Why are you bothering me? Im in the middle of something as you noticed.
Exactly. I wanted to see if you could continue with me in your head. I didn't think you could. Suprise, Suprise, Freddie. I have some business to speak to you about.
Can it wait until I'm done?
Yes. We will do this when the girl is gone.
I continued to have my way with Stacey. She moaned like the whore she was, screaming and clawing at my back. I felt my sanity slip. I knew I was going crazy, and just like the last time, I was trying to accept it. I continued to fuck the well-tanned Stacey, this time from behind. I was going crazy, twice as hard as I normally would.
"How does that fucking feel!?! You fucking like that bitch!?! Take it!!", I screamed.
"Uhhh, give it to me. Harder. HARDER!! Fuck me Freddie, fuck me!!"
I was loving this. I felt power over Stacey. Power like I used to feel. I felt stronger than ever before. I realized I could have given two shits about Aurora right then. I was pounding away at a gorgeous broad that men would die to be with. And she begged for me!
I couldn't believe the day I was having; a huge smile was pasted to my face as I pulled Freddie's vehicle into the drive-way. I turned off the car and raised my sunglasses on top of my head. I looked down at my stomach and the smile grew even wider. I placed my right palm underneath my top and rested it on my bare, flat stomach. Inside there was a life, a wonderful little baby growing inside of me; a baby that Freddie and I created in the middle of one of our passionate love-making sessions. I couldn't wait to tell him, I had hoped in finding this out it might snap him out of whatever weird state he had sunk into.
I had found out earlier today that I was having a baby. Over the past few weeks I had been feeling sick but I didn't tell Freddie because he already appeared to have enough going on in his life. I decided I needed to go to a doctor, I left him sleeping that morning as my appointment was at nine-thirty. After a couple of tests the doctor happily informed me that I was four and a half weeks pregnant. He gravely told me though that because my blood pressure was high and it appeared I was under some serious stress that he wanted me to get lots of rest and relax as much as I could, any more stress could cause long-term effects for mine and Freddie's child.
Feeling that Freddie would be nothing more than thrilled, I got out of the vehicle but not before I grabbed a pink, white, and blue shopping bag that contained various things for a new born child. I couldn't help it, I loved children and wanted to get a head start on shopping for my own. I peeked inside of the bag which contained a white fleece lamb, a precious white baggy nightgown for a new born, and last of all a new born hat for the baby to wear when he or she came home from the hospital. I grinned brightly and stepped out of the vehicle. I walked inside of the house and placed my purse on the counter. Still clutching the bag from the baby store, I walked toward the upstairs figuring that Freddie might be taking a shower or just waking up.
I walked upstairs until I reached guest room, however my smile soon faded as I started to hear various sounds coming from the room. Hoping against hope that Freddie was watching pornography, I shakingly opened the door. He wasn't watching a movie though, he was fucking that whore that lived across the street from him. I couldn't move, I stood there in shock. I felt like I could throw up and I also felt my stress level rising unbelievably. He was cheating on me… It was something he promised he would never do. Tears began to come to my eyes as I began to shake with anger and sobs.
"Freddie what the fuck are you doing!?" I screamed as horrible sobs also escaped my mouth.
I was shaking so much that I had to hold onto the doorway to keep from falling over. Hurt began to cloud my eyes and I knew when he looked into them he would see a woman who has just had her heart broken almost beyond repair.
I was in a funny situation right now. But the funniest thing was my lack of remorse. I felt no pain, nor did I feel bad for Aurora. I should've felt like a monster at this point. I should have felt some sort of pain, some sort of pity for the woman I was in love with. But to be honest I didn't even feel the love anymore. I couldn't feel any sort of emotion anymore. I felt nothing. I was simply a body. A body with a brain and little emotion. I was completely empty. I was no longer human. I was immortal. I was an immortal God, that would walk forever.
"Get the fuck out of here. Can't you see I'm in the middle of something!?!", I said, turning to Aurora with a cold stare.
I looked at him with my mouth dropped open in complete shock, I felt as though I was hyper-ventilating. He didn't care about me anymore. I clutched the bag with the newly bought purchases for our baby and held it tightly against my chest. I turned quickly and ran to the nearest bathroom where I fell to my knees in front of the toilet and began throwing up. As soon as I was finished I wiped my mouth on my sleeve and sat back against the wall to the side of the toilet and continued to cry. I wrapped my arms around my knees and brought them up to my chest. My whole body was trembling with horrible emotions.
How could he have gone from such a wonderful and caring human being into that monster I had just seen. I didn't know what to feel and for a split second I wanted to die. I looked up at the bathroom counter and saw a bottle of sleeping pills. Now if I were to take enough of them surely I would slip into a very deep sleep, one that I might never come out of. I shakingly stood up and stumbled over to the bottle. I picked it up and looked at it. As I began to undo the lid, something stopped me, it was my conscience.
"Aurora don't do this…", it started. "In doing this you are not only ending your own life but the life of that baby inside of you… No man should bring you to this point in your life. You have a child to think about now, a helpless little baby that needs it's mother."
I knew my conscience was right, I couldn't do this. I loved this baby and hated myself for even contemplating killing it and myself. I decided I needed to calm down and figure something out. This man that was in that bedroom now was not the man I fell in love with and created this child with. I had a new priority and it wasn't Freddie. I set the bag of things down on the counter and took the outfit I bought for the baby as well as the hat. I held them to my chest and wiped my eyes with my sleeves. I found in myself a sort of strength I knew I had all along. I gently put the things back into the bag and grabbed it by the handles. I walked to the room where Freddie was and stood outside of it, waiting for him to get done so I could confront him. Whether he liked it or not I was not going to let him yell at me like that again without yelling right back at him.
I wasn't going to wait for him though, as soon as I got up enough guts I marched into the room and dropped the bag to the floor. Feeling a sense of anger and rage I never had before, I glared at the two of them as Stacey was riding my boyfriend. Releasing an enraged sigh, I marched over to her and grabbed her hair on the back of her head and roughly pulled her off of him to the floor. She stares up at me in pain as I had ripped out hunks of her dark hair. I then thought about kicking her in the stomach but decided not to. I dropped the hunks at my side and glared at Freddie, clenching my fists.
"Get this home-wrecking bitch out of here now Freddie. And I mean now."
I looked at him breathing heavily with anger and frustration.
I pushed Aurora away, sending her a message. Hopefully she understood I wasn't done with the task at hand. I sure hope she'd understand or else I'd be fucking Stacey in front of her. I pulled Stacey back on to the bed and turned to Aurora.
"End the bullshit Aurora. I'll be down when I'm done. Now get out of this room." I said with a stern glare.
"Now where were we?", I said leaning in to kiss Stacey.
I wasn't going to fight with him, for some reason I felt oddly calm. Of course I was hurting very badly but I needed to get out of the house. I knew I could stay with his friend Blake; Blake had always been so nice to me and had quickly become like the brother I never had. I walked over and picked up the bag of baby things. Sniffling exhaustedly, I turned to Freddie one last time as I made it to the door. In a very tired voice I began to speak to him.
"Don't even bother coming down because I won't be there. Until you hear differently, I'm staying with Blake…Also this day was going to be one filled with happiness because I was coming home to tell you that we're having a baby but obviously I don't matter to you anymore and I doubt this baby will either."
I then turned quickly and walked out of the room, down the stairs, and to the kitchen. I grabbed my purse and threw it over my shoulder. I looked around the house one last time before walking out of the house. I wasn't going to take one of his cars, Blake lived maybe ten miles away but I didn't care. I was going to walk there. It would be at Blake's house I figured out what I was going to do. I had mine and Freddie's child to think about now and that was what was most important to me.
Her words meant nothing to me at this moment, as I began to thrust in to Stacey again. A baby. That thought would probably plague my thoughts. But I wasn't going to begin to ponder the possibility of it... yet.