To make an angel, you will need a few things. The first thing is strong and willing participants. Angels can't be made by accident only on purpose. Second, patience. Angels take time to develop and you might be pregnant for a while. Once they are born, they develop quicker than a regular baby. The third thing is to have a healthy sex life.
My husband wasn't joking about making a baby. Bright and early the next morning my wakeup call was me waking up to a mind-blowing orgasm. He came from under the sheets with a smirk. "Good morning Honey."
(Smug bastard.) My mind was still trying to comprehend what was going on. My body was buzzing with pleasure and I wanted to take a swing at my husband. He knows I hate surprise orgasms; I don't have time to compose myself and my orgasm face probably makes me look like a crazy woman. I got my body and mind together and finally sat up.
"Good grief, you couldn't wait until after a shower?"
He kisses my forehead with a smug smile still. "Nope Merus isn't going to be born if we wait."
I got out of bed and made my way into our bathroom with my husband following right behind me. "I'm impressed by the fact you remember that name. Tell me, what going on today?" I asked while taking care of my morning routine.
"Your schedule is clear for today...and tomorrow...and for the week." I stop brushing my teeth and look at him in the mirror. "Why did you cancel my week?"
"Because you're pregnant."
"No, I'm not."
"Give me a day."
"Sweetheart, what I'm I suppose to do for today?"
"Be my assistant?" He said with a shrug. "I suppose so since you cancel my week."
"Excellent, now I need you to transform back to your normal form." I finished my morning routine and pout. "Ugh, that requires a lot, are you sure I can't get pregnant in this form?" He kisses the back of my neck and answers.
"Yes Honey, we've been over this before." I rolled my eyes when he turns his back to start the shower and my body transformed taking on my full height, I always had an urge to stretch after doing that. My nightgown was no longer cute and flowy, it was body-hugging and short. I pulled it off and slid my panties off and looked at myself in the mirror. (I guess I'll just wear my hair down since I'm not doing much today.) I pull the neat bun apart and my hair came tumbling down. I turned around and was met with my naked husband.
"Oh no, we are not having shower sex after what happened last time!" (Don't ask! It was embarrassing and I didn't want it to happen again.) "It was an accident, Honey."
"No, not going to happen," I said crossing my arms. "Ok fine no funny business I promise only us getting clean." I nod in agreement and got in not catching the smirk on his face.
A whimper escaped my mouth as I brace myself against the shower wall. I should have known he would do something like this, the shower started great I got clean and he even offered to wash my back. Once I said I was done things went south, my husband jumped me and ravished my body. I tried to resist but his mouth had years of skills and experience (his mouth can bring anyone to their knees and should be classified as a weapon). The lewd sound of his pointer and middle fingers thrusting in and out of my wet opening was so loud in this shared space. "You lied to me," I moaned out as his finger curled and found my sweet spot.
"I didn't lie, we got clean." His fingers speed up and I couldn't hold it any longer. I came on his fingers and cried out; my body slid down the shower wall unable to support my shaky legs. I look up to see my husband smiling down at me. "This is going to happen all day, isn't it? " I mumbled. He nods and helps me up.
(Dear high mother, please get me through this day.)
Just because my day was canceled doesn't mean my husband stop working. His day was chock-full of paperwork when he wasn't checking up on lord Zeno. Right now, he's meeting with some big shot from the ball and the man was stressing him out. his face didn't show it, but the grip in my hair was telling enough. My head Bob up and down slowly and my tongue traces out all the details. Without warning, he pushes my head down forcing me to take him all at once and to stay still. I wanted to moan but if I did the rambling asshole on the other side will know something is up. My husband let me up and I continue like normal trying to be silent under this desk.
"Don't you think there is a conflict of interest that the judge is engaged to marry your son?"
"No...why would it be?"
"It's no secret that your wife is a teacher and mother figure to the council of life."
"So"
"That's just too much power for one little girl to have."
"So far all I've heard from you is complaints. What's your solution to these so-called problems?"
"Well if it where me, I would let my son marry the girl then put my son in the judge position. Then tell my wife to only teach the girl how to be a proper housewife."
"Are you implying my wife is the perfect house bunny?"
"Yes. I remember when she was rough around the edges and refused to submit. Look at her now, perfect."
"The only reason you think my wife is perfect is because we grew up and realized that no one is perfect. in a relationship, there will be somethings you hate about your partner but the things you love the most about them will out weight that. We even talked like adults and learn how to compromised when we can't make a decision. Something I guess you never learn how to do with your first, second, third, fourth, fifth and sixth wife." I held my breath for a second. I wanted to moan in satisfaction at the way my husband was defending me.
The door to his study close and I was immediately pulled from under the desk and bent over it. My husband pulled up my long skirt and his fingers ran up and down my panty cover pussy. "You did a good job not touching yourself as I asked. Your panties are soaking. Did you enjoy blowing me while I took care of business?"
"Mmm yes~"
"Good, now relax so I can take care of you." His demanding voice always had a calming effect on my body. In one motion he moves my panties to the side and thrust in. I moan in a mixture of pain and pleasure. This body isn't used to my husband's cock intruding. "Fuck that's tight." He waited a few seconds for me to adjust before he started with a simple thrust into my wanting opening.
"Mama!"
My body tensed at the sound of my oldest making a run to our location. She was at the door by the time I push my husband into his chair and sat in his lap. (Thank gods his desk is the perfect height to hide stuff like this) I had to hold in a yelp because of the new position and the way his cock felt pressed inside me, I feel so stuff and he's tickling my cervix. Cus burst into the room and immediately squealed
"You two are so adorable together! I've never seen mom sit in your lap before papa."
"Did you need something sweetheart?" I bit the inside of my cheek. (Ugh, please don't talk. Your causing vibrations)
"I want to go dress shopping with mom."
"Why don't you wait until family vacation. Where we're going you should have a lot of options." My husband grips my hips tight. (He must get the same sensation I got when he talked)
"Awe ok."
she left the room and I tried to get up only for my husband to pull me back. "I never had you ride me while in this form."
"Y-you shouldn't get used t-to it."
"You know you like it, you're probably full and close to cumming" I pant and gave in, I bounce on his hard cock and moan loudly not caring who could hear. The sound of his cock plunging in and out of my wet opening was so raunchy and necessary. My stomach felt like it was coiled tight and was ready to explode, I felt my orgasm be completely denied as my husband lifts me off his cock.
"W-what! ... w-why!"
"Your body wasn't ready to take my seed. Merus isn't going to be born if your body isn't ready."
"B-but."
"How about bringing me lunch, oh and don't touch yourself." (I'm going fucking crazy in this house. This is the fourth time he denied me.) I wanted to argue but just compiled after adjusting my clothes. I made my way to the kitchen with a pout on my face but stop outside the archway.
"Yes! Right there! ~" The sound of skin slapping together was enough information for me to understand what's going on. (Who's fucking in my clean kitchen!?) I walked in and smiled at the sweet revenge. (It's my oldest, the professional cockblocker. The best way a mother can get revenge is just existing in a scene they don't belong in.)
I walked in and ignored the two. They hadn't noticed me and I started to wonder how long it would take. I started making lunch and ate some chips while making some sandwiches for my husband and me.
"AH MOM!"
I look up to see Mochi and Cus look horrified. "Oh, don't mind me. I'm just finishing up making your farther and I some lunch.
" I pick up the plate and left the kitchen before peeking back in. "This kitchen better be fucking spotless when I come to make dinner."
"Yes, ma'am." The reply quickly.
It's the end of the day and I'm desperate to have an orgasm. My husband has been edging and teasing me all day. It's pretty hard to have an orgasm when you have a house full of people who don't knock. I was laying on my back on the sofa in my husband's office while he did a quick check-up on my progress with his staff.
"You're ready."
"Thank god."
"Your welcome."
(I would punch him if I wasn't desperate right now.) He picks me up bridal style with ease and took me back to our bedroom. He locks our bedroom door and places me on our bed.
"I'll stop teasing you, my love. I didn't know you would crack in a day?" I huff and he smiled at my impatient expression. He took off my clothes and took his sweet precious time.
"Please stop with the slow movement and fuck me please." He pulled my panties off and spread my legs open with ease. He sighs dramatically while looking at my wet opening
"Since you're in such a rush I guess I won't get a chance to taste you."
"D-didn't you get enough in the pavilion!?" (After lunch we decided to go for a quick walk. I thought my husband was being romantic, he was holding my hand and whispered sweet nothings while walking us further away from the main garden. We end up at an outdoor Pavilion where he places me on the table and ate me out like I was dessert.)
"But you're addictive to me," he whispered placing his forehead against hers. He kisses her deeply while he pulled his clothes off. He eased his cock into her wet opening and broke the kiss. All the teasing he has done made it easy for him to enter with no pain, she felt complete once he bottoms out deep inside of her.
"It's not enough." He moans out while his lips brush against her neck. "W-what do you mean?" She pants out. With ease, her husband places her legs over his shoulders causing her to melt with pleasure. "F-fuck you feel like you're in my stomach." She whimpered out wrapping her arms around his neck. Each of his thrust hit home causing his wife to moan out loudly as her muscles tensed up warning her of her orgasm. Her husband felt how she clenched around his dick and almost came on the spot. Honey came with a loud moan and her husband followed with a groan of his own. She held him closer as she felt his hot semen release inside of her. He peppers kiss on her face and she relished the moment. Once everything settled, he slowly pulled out of his sleeping wife and proceed to clean her up.
He was going to summon his staff but was pleased that his unborn son made his presence known with his Ki.
"Angel babies never cease to amaze me." He placed his hand on her stomach and Merus response "You're going to be a fast grower, please be gentle with your mother." He pulled the covers up ready to cuddle up to his wife but was interrupted by the sound of their bedroom door being used as a drum set. He quickly stormed over and yanked the door open.
