A/N: PLEASE READ the pre chapter information this time if you don't normally, I have some stuff to explain. This chapter is about Krillin and 18 having sex while she is pregnant, a very common occurrence that married couples do. BUT Krillin and 18 aren't normal. Since they are superhuman I have a head canon that they did not do it while she was carrying Marron because they would probably end up hurting her. (I have the same HC for GoChi, BulVeg, and HanVi.) So I was going to make this chapter AU. Then I thought to myself "Well, that is a headcanon a lot of people probably wouldn't care about so maybe I should just make it in the canon universe." I went back and forth on whether or not I should make this AU or not, then I got a brilliant plan to make it Pseudo AU. Basically, I will not include anything that will make it identifiable to the canon universe or any AU. So when you read it, you can interpret it however you want. Got it? Good. Let's begin.

ALSO! This will be set to Krillin's P.O.V.. I've been wanting to do a POV story and I think this one will fit nicely. 18 will get one eventually as well, I already have a good plan for it.

Chapter 17: The Best

I just got home from the bar. I'm buzzed, but still in control. I could still walk and think properly, I'm fine. I kick off my shoes, take off my coat, and walk down the small hallway to our kitchen.

My house is dark, I guess that means my wife is waiting in bed and that our daughter is out for the night. It is a Friday after all, she needs to go be with her friends and be sociable.

As for my night, I had a lot of fun. I hadn't seen the person who invited me, Yamcha, in a minute so when he asked if I wanted to go grab drinks it was an easy yes. We talked for hours while sipping on beers. Most younger people would call that boring, but once you get older you really start to appreciate things like that. As far as what we talked about, it was typical fare. We reminisced on our lives, and when we weren't doing that we were talking about more lewd things.

It wasn't weird, we are life-long friends as well as men. That's just something we do when women aren't around...at least now. Before I met my wife I'd always be a little too embarrassed to talk about my lack of sexual experience. But now I am a pro, at least I think I am.

But why am I bringing this up? Well, while we were in the middle of downing our brews, we talked about our sex lives. One question he asked is something I'm still thinking about.

"What was the best sex you've ever had with you wife?"

I knew the answer right away.

I only somewhat told him what it was. I didn't go into any details, that is a little too private. But that question took me back to that day. The best sex I'd ever had with 18 (that is my wife's name) was a day I'd love to have a replay button for. It was so great. I want to see if she had the same answer I did.

So I, blindly, walk upstairs to our room. Yep, my wife is on the bed but she is not asleep. She is watching TV when she notices I come in.

"Hey Krillin." She greets me, her voice icy as ever.

"Hey babe." I said while starting on changing into clothes to sleep in.

"How was Yamcha?"

"He was good, we just sat and drank some beers and ate some food. Not much else. Is Marron here?"

"No, she is sleeping over at someone's house."

"Whose?"

"She said Ami's."

"Good. It better not be some boy."

"Krillin, she is almost 17, if she wants to date someone she can."

"Yes she can, I just have to meet him first."

18 laughed.

"Why are you laughing?" Did I say something funny?

"Nothing, I just think it's cute that you're trying to be protective. That and I can imagine her bringing a boy over and him having to look down as you're trying your hardest to be intimidating."

Yeah...I'm short, nothing I can do about it. 18 poked fun at it from time to time, it usually didn't bother me. "..." I also couldn't think of a comeback.

"Don't worry about who Marron is seeing tonight dear, come to bed. We are meeting 17 and his wife for breakfast in the morning, we should get some shut eye."

"Oh, yea, I completely forgot."

So after I brushed my teeth and peed for what felt like the 15th time tonight, I climbed into bed with my spouse. We didn't really spoon, 18 would much rather rest her head on my chest while I wrap arm around her. This is just as good in my book.

But before she fell asleep I had to ask her the all important question Yamcha asked me.

"Hey, 18?"

"Yeah?" I could hear her voice under my ear.

"Can I ask you a question Yamcha asked me tonight? I want to know your answer."

"Sure."

"What was the best sex you and I ever had?"

Silence. That is all I hear. Is she thinking? Or did she not like the question. She didn't like me talking about our sex life when were younger, but I didn't think it would bother her anymore. I'm not going on the couch tonight for answering this...am I?

"Probably our honeymoon. That was fun."

Phew. "Yeah, the honeymoon was great. Being stuck in that log cabin for four days was nice."

"What did you say it was?"

"Well I, I didn't go into detail or anything. But I said when you were pregnant, you know, that day when we went to the grocery store?"

There's more silence, but not as long. "Oh yeah, that. That was really fun, and the morning after was amazing too." 18 yawned.

We usually talked longer than that before we went to sleep, but I guess 18 really didn't want to be late tomorrow morning. I could already hear her snoring. As for me, I couldn't stop thinking about that magical time I shared with my significant other. I kept on wishing I could relive those moments, but all I could do is vividly remember them.

FLASHBACK

"Do you want to get any snacks tonight?" I asked 18.

"Nah." She answers. "Not really in the mood for any of it at this moment."

"But a few days ago you made me fly all the way out here to get pineapple and cheese sticks."

"Yeah, so?"

"Well we are here now, shouldn't we get some snacks for you."

"Krillin, you know I can't control my cravings. It's all up to Marron." 18 pointed to her stomach.

That's right, my beautiful wife is 8 months pregnant, well 7 months and three weeks. I couldn't be more happy, I'm going to be a dad! I couldn't wait one bit. 18 of course is grateful too, but she just didn't wear it on her sleeve like I did. I don't think she likes how I could be too caring at times, but you really couldn't blame me. Besides, she knows it's for the best.

"Alright, well I'm gonna buy some snacks just in case then."

"So you're gonna predict what an unborn baby is going to order for a meal?"

"...Yes?" Ok it does sound stupid, but I'm still going to try!

I pull down some animal crackers, I always liked these, but would she want them? Maybe some chocolate would be good. I also pull down some chocolate cookies on a nearby shelf too, contemplating on what to buy. I'm just thankful she didn't eat anything weird. Goku told me all the weird things Chichi ate. Some of it made me gag just thinking about it.

I look over to my blonde wife. I was going to ask her which would be better but she's double checking the list. Then I heard something in the opposite direction. My head turn and I saw a mother and her child. He looks like a boy that's about 6 years old. That normally wouldn't affect me, but now it made me grin. That is going to be me someday! Man, everyone should be parents.

"Hey Krillin." 18 got my attention.

"What's up?" I said.

"We need to hurry up, I need my pump."

"Oh, I see. You feel ok though right?"

"Yes honey, I'm fine. My boobs are just a little sore but nothing I can't handle"

18 started lactating a couple weeks ago. We were, ok only I was, a little scared that it was too early, but our doctor said that was perfectly normal and that some women even start producing milk as soon as four months. 18's pumping schedule is sporadic but it's manageable. If her rate speeds up though I might have to buy us a second freezer for milk storage, a small price to pay.

"What else do we need to get?" I ask.

"Just juice, then we are good to go." She said, calmly.

"Hey mommy, LOOK!" I heard a kid scream, it must have been the one I saw earlier.

I look over my shoulder and sure enough it was him. The kid is climbing up to the top shelf, probably trying to get a snack that is waiting up there. The mom did not look supportive of this idea.

"Kodo! Get down from there!" His mom yelled but not too loudly, she's still aware that they were in a public place.

"I'm getting the snacks I like for after school!" He tried justifying this action.

He made it to the top now, 18 and I are just staring, hoping he didn't fall. It looks like he's doing ok, but once he reaches to grab the orange box his grip gives out. His arm let go of both the food and his other hand did not have the strength to support his body alone. He tries to save himself but he can't do it. He felt his whole body drift backwards to the hard ground below.

"AHHHHH!" He screamed once he felt himself falling.

I don't look around at anything, my body just starts moving on its own. I run toward the falling boy. I'm not as close as his mom is, but I can get there faster than she could.

I reach out my arms in front of myself, I got there just in the nick of time. The child falls into my limbs, his head and legs landing on my forearms.

I heard everyone sigh a sigh of relief.

Setting him down to his mother didn't seem any safer than just what happened to him.

"KODO! NEVER DO THAT AGAIN!" His mother scolded him. "What do you tell this man?"

"Th-thank you, mister." He said quietly looking at the ground.

"Thank you," His mom thanked me much more professionally, she even bowed. "I can't thank you enough."

"You're welcome ma'am." I said to her, I also had to tell the kid something too. "Listen to your mom Kodo, she knows what is best for you." I ruffled his hair and told them to have a great rest of the day.

I walk back over to my wife and pick up the snacks that I accidentally dropped and put them in our cart. "Let's get these, they'll get eaten one way or another." I now notice the odd look 18 is giving me. "Uhhh, are you ok 18...18?"

My wife's eyes are wide, she's kind of scaring me. Oh My Gosh! Did her water break?! Over a month early?!

"18! ARE YOU OKAY?"

"Krillin," She finally spoke up. "I'm not going into labor, but I think it's time…"

"Time for what?" I'm a little confused.

"Think."

I stood there, contemplating what she's citing. And then it hit me.
"OH! You mean...that?"

"Yes."

"Okay! Can you go check out, I'll go get the juice."

"No pulp please." She smiled at him.

I watch my pregnant wife push the cart around and walk to wait in a check out line. Holy crap, we are going to have sex tonight! Me saving that kid must have really gotten her excited, maybe that act of fatherism is what 'broke the last barrier' so to speak.

Once we found out 18 was carrying life inside of her, she was a month and a half in. Our sex life stayed relatively the same. Then, her second trimester hit, and her sex drive was completely gone. Nothing turned her on for over 3 months, not even us taking hot baths together did anything for her, she just did not want to do anything sexual. So I kinda forgot about the whole ordeal, it is not a big deal to me considering our gift is going to be worth the period of abstinence.

It was weird masturbating again to quench my own urges, but it wasn't so bad. I did it very irregularly. Only thinking of 18 when I did it, obviously.

But, now that she is in the mood again so my right hand can go back to retirement, I guess that meant she is in the middle of her third trimester now since she wants to have sex again. I'm excited. I already researched if it was safe as soon as we got the news, and it is actually helpful in some ways. So I won't have anything to be nervous about, except of course to be mindful of what position we use. Our friend Chichi also told us that last part. She has been immensely helpful during 18's pregnancy, giving us advice and helping us shop among other things.

I'm sure my face looks absolutely stupid as I go to grab orange juice, but I did not care. I'm only thinking about my beautiful wife and her beautiful body. And yeah, I still found it beautiful despite her bloated stomach. I found that my perception of beauty has to do with 18, it is the gold standard. Everything else that is attractive or scenic has to compete with her. The change to her body did not bother me at all, if anything I found her more attractive. Her new look was not compared to the previous one, she just became the new benchmark.

The no pulp orange juice is now in my grip, it's very easy to find. Finding 18 up at the front was also easy. Once I get near her I place my hand on her stomach, and give her a kiss on the cheek. Her face had a very light blush, most people probably couldn't even tell it's there. But I did.

Once it's our turn in line, she leans down to whisper in my ear. "I hope our hiatus didn't make you go soft. I really need it when we get home...honey."

I had to...readjust, myself in the middle of the store. I hope no one saw me do it.

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Getting home was a complete blur, I don't even remember doing it. All I could think of was what was going to happen in the near future.

When we got there I really wanted to b-line it for the bedroom, but we had stuff that would go bad if they weren't cold.

"I'll put the groceries up." I told her.

"Then, I'll go wait for you." She said as she walks slowly to our room.

I've never put anything up so fast in my life. I haphazardly threw things into the fridge as well as the freezer, I can move them around later if I need to.

With that done, I pour myself a glass of water and gulp it down as fast as humanly possible. Hydration was important for everything.

With the kitchen taken care of, I was in full spirit to where 18 was. I open the door so fast it hits the corresponding wall.

"Kami Krillin, don't scare me like that." She jumped.

"Sorry babe, I'm...passionate right now."

"Me too. Speaking of, I didn't take off my pants. I figured you could have done that faster for me." She was correct.

"Yeah, no problem."

She only got her shirt off. Even her bra was still on. But that was fine. I got closer to her and set my mouth on hers. I can tell I caught her off guard because she didn't accept the kiss at first. A second later though and she was all for it.

While our mouths are reacquainting, my hands move down to the button on her pants. Finding them under her belly was harder than I thought it would be, but I got it. I unfasten them, but don't act on it. I keep kissing 18. Her lips were so magical. Kissing was the one thing we still did occasionally, but it's not as intense as this.

But 18 wanted more.

She pushes me away and says, "This is nice, but I need release honey."

She's a very forward person so this was normal behavior for her. It's something I really respect.

"Coming right up then." I reassured her. I grab the sides of her maternity pants and yank them down fast. Once they were fully off of her legs I threw them away from us. Then I saw something I would never forget.

Her panties. Ok well, I've seen those a lot of times, too many to count, but she had never been this wet. The entirety of the region that covers her crotch is soaked, it looks like they had just been submerged under water.

I did this? Me? Krillin?

"Babe, you're so wet."

"I know idiot, are you gonna just sit there or are you gonna do something about it?" She tried to sound mean but her voice had a tiny tremble in it. So what she really meant was 'I know, can you please do something about it?' My wife didn't like compliments that were somewhat embarrassing to her, so she often deflected them with an insult. I'm used to it. And yes, that was most definitely a compliment in my eyes.

I could have kept on staring at this, but I was ready to feast.

I grab the sides of her soaked panties and pull them down past her feet. 18 got comfortable as she knew what was coming next. She lays down on the bed, her head is just below the pillows.

She was much more than aroused, her pussy was already leaking juices. It was also a tad swollen, another harmless side effect from pregnancy the doctor told us about.

Her sex looks tasty as I got my face close to it. With everything taken care of now I could dine on my perfect spouse's honeypot.

"Can you hurry up, moron?" She sounded annoyed.

There was one of those fake insults again. She was just being impatient.

I took my tongue and put on the bottom of her womanhood, then slowly ran it all the way to the top.

"~AHHHHH~" She moaned, her legs shaking.

Did she? No, can't be. And even if it was, it was probably a really small one. Nevermind that, the taste was amazing. Somehow, her nectar tasted sweeter than it usually did. I need more.

I place one hand on the corresponding thigh, and latch my mouth onto her snatch. I stick my tongue inside her cave, I could taste even more of her fluids on the sides of her walls. I swirl my pink appendage around everywhere I could, I want to taste every inch.

I found myself being a tad selfish here. Usually making my wife cum with just my tongue was an obligation as a lover. I did it to make her feel good and it did nothing for me, besides help with my pride a little. This time I'm doing it because I wanted her to cum in my mouth, if her lubricant was tasting this good then the main course had to be to die for.

"~SHIT! KRILLIN!~

My wife blared. Her thighs start to clench tightly around my head, I guess I hit a good spot heh. I don't feel her hand grasp my head like it normally does, her stomach is probably in the way.

Well if she was this eager then I might as well give it to her. I open my mouth wider and cover a majority of her vagina with it. My tongue dives back into her pink hole. I push my face in as much as I can and stretch my tongue as far as possible to reach her g-spot. The very tip of my tongue could only make contact but that was enough. I lick it sideways, going from left to right, hoping that it would be enough.

"AHHHH! I'm cu- cu-~"

I couldn't hear what she said because of her thighs covering my ears, but it looks like I was right. I kept my mouth in the exact position, I want all of her orgasmic discharge in my mouth.

At first I was disappointed as I didn't feel anything, but then her pussy contracts and her legs rattle violently.

Finally I'm rewarded for my actions as my wife's vulva sprays her warm sweet drink into my waiting hole. Just as I thought, it tastes much better than her secretions before. It legitimately tastes like a liquid strawberry. It was savored on my taste buds, but I eventually swallowed it. Not letting a single drop of it go to waste.

My wife came fast, I think her heightened hormones were more of the cause that I was. But I'll take it.

I pick myself up to see how 18 is doing. She stays laying down with her arms over her head, totally in a daze, but ultimately in bliss.

"Are you ok?" I asked.

"Yes, I feel great." She responded. Looks like I didn't go overboard after all.

"Can... we keep going?"

"Fuck yes we are going to keep going, we aren't stopping until I say so. You pick the position I'll follow your lead...but first."

18, sluggishly, picks her upper back off the mattress. She stretches behind her back to unclasp her maternity bra. She fixers her loose strands of hair before laying back down.

Ahh, yes. Another added benefit that 18 being pregnant gives me is her bigger bust. I empathize with her as she is not used to having bigger boobs, and she has to keep adjusting to them. But they're so hot, I find myself staring at her chest quite often. Now I finally get to take advantage of them.

Watching her take off her bra reminded me that I'm fully clothed. I was so busy focusing on my woman that I forgot about myself. It takes me like 5 seconds to take off my clothes, I need to get back to 18 fast so there is no way I'm wasting any more time than that on stripping.

I already had a position in mind for us, it should be good for her since it won't affect the baby.

"Can you lay on your side babe?"

She nodded, turning herself like a turtle trying to flip itself over. Except she stopped once her left side and her stomach were touching the bed instead of her back.

Oh man, she looks gorgeous, my cock is the hardest it has been in months. I didn't have to worry about busting too soon either, she was definitely going to cum fast so there was no harm if I did too.

Enough thinking Krillin, get over there and fuck her like she wants you to!

I joined her by shimmying myself being right behind her, she responded by leaning into me and using my body as support. She lifts her top leg and drapes it over both of mine. My front is glued to her back, and my face is buried into the back of her neck. My eyes are covered in blonde hair, but that is a-ok.

In the position we are in now, my dick was bordering her hungry entrance. I didn't ask her if she was ready, she'd probably snap at me if I wasted any more time. I finagle my right arm down to my cock and securely stick my tip inside of her.

"~Shit Krillin, Fuck me!~" She begged.

I smile, and push myself as deep as I can.

...Holy Crap...

A couple of tiny squirts of her juices fly out past my dick and land on my balls as I reach her depths. "~YESSS! GO KRILLIN!~" She begged even harder. Telling me twice was very unnecessary.

I start to uncontrollably fling my hips in and out of her, and my Kami...I could not have prepared for how good she felt. This was the wettest my wife had ever been. Even though moments ago I had lapped all the liquid inside, it felt like there was a larger sum of it now. I've made her squirt occasionally, but she has never done it during intercourse like this. She was already making a small puddle on our sheets.

And the abnormal amount of sexual extract also affected the tightness. If I have to compare it to something, it is like my penis is being sucked up by a warm rubber faucet that was running. That may sound dangerous, but trust me, it feels like paradise.

After my very fast start I can already feel my cum working its way to the head of my cock. I took that as a signal to slow down and start doing slower yet fuller thrusts to delay the inevitable. It did not change 18's bodily reaction, her vulva was still drowning my rod.

Throughout all this I am using my hands as support. One is under her head to make her comfortable, the other is glued to 18's belly. It is just a little bit of added reinforcement for the baby, even though I'm sure she will be fine during this. Normally I would have it on her breasts or on her clit, but her stomach was the most obvious choice this time. As many people know, sex is much much better when you do with someone you love. And 18's stomach is a physical representation of our love. It might be corny, but it felt right to keep it there as it has more meaning to the both of us. Besides, if she wants me to move it all she has to do is ask.

I can't see her face but I can imagine what it looks like. I see it all the time when we make love, and it is something only I will ever see, I'm truly lucky.. Her face turns a bright pink, her mouth stays open to constantly serenade me with her cute moans, and her forehead crinkles occasionally. All of it...it...it's too much. If her flower wasn't enough my mental visuals were.

I let a howl into her golden locks as my cum left my body. "~Ahhhhh, 18!~"

I came a lot at first, and since her womb descended during our fun I deposited my load into it. I keep humping so the rest of my white strings can fill her. My wife's response to my orgasm was to have one of her own.

"~Kr- AHHHH, Krillin!~" She whined loudly. Her love tunnel imitated what happened last time. Her vagina contracts around my penis before making it exit via a surge of cum and adding it to the ever growing puddle. Once out of her warmth, my phallus has a few final drops of spunk to dribble out, same goes for 18 as small trickles release out of her at the same time.

We were both panting, but not necessarily tired.

"18, are you good?" I asked. It was a combination of genuinely wanting to know if she was ok and waiting for the go again. With how much she was aroused we could even go four rounds tonight...that would be manageable.

"Yeah, *pant* didn't I say keep going until I said stop?" She questioned.

Have I mentioned that I love this woman?

I chuckle into her hair, then reach down for my wood. It never softened even though I just climaxed, it was just as willing as I was. I reenact actions from earlier and quickly insert myself back inside, pushing up and skimming her cervix with my tip.

18 sharply inhales to combat the pleasure as I go back to fucking her like I didn't even cum, and amazingly she stays just as wet.

Things are going exactly the same as the first bout, but if it ain't broke don't don't fix it.

While drilling into my beautiful wife she uttered something in between moans.

"Krillin Honey, m-m-my, Ahhh tits!"

She wants me to grab her boobs? If that's what she wants then that's what she is getting. My hand goes from her belly to one of her temporarily enlarged breasts.

I massage the fat, motioning it into a big circle while I softly squeeze it. This is the same thing I did to her bust when it was smaller so I'm glad it works on her now.

"Harder, Ahhhh!~" She demanded.

I assume she is referring to her breasts, I don't know where this new craze came from but I'm not complaining. I tighten my hold, getting a firm grip on it. Then I start pulsating my palm: I squeeze, then let go, I squeeze, let go, squeeze, let go. Every time I compress I go a little harder.

I keep this up, my hips still moderately hammering her downstairs, until something happens that I would not have anticipated.

"~Kr-Krillin, my, my MMMMMM!~ " I apparently squeezed her breast hard enough to earn a specific response. A thin stream of breast milk shoots out of her nipple. I didn't see it, but I felt it fire through spaces in between my fingers. It's at this time that I remember she needed her pump earlier.

Here I was thinking the sex couldn't get any better…

I gotta try things with this...I have to, but first I need to see if 18 approves.I halt thrusting and remove my hand off her chest.

"18." I said.

No response.

"18!?"

"Honey…I don't recall telling you to stop." She sounded irritated.

Awesome, but that comment still caught me off guard.

"I uh, I'm just gonna change positions. Gimme one second."

I roll out of where I am so I can take full advantage of 18's breasts. She follows suit by returning to laying on her back.

I go to spread her legs wide but she does it for me with ease. I waste no time guiding my cock into her leaking pussy for the third time this session. She bites her lip when I go balls deep into her. I can tell she has gotten reacquainted fully by now. She is now skipping the small pain from the restretching of her waterway and going straight to the benefits of my manhood. I had some benefits to reap as well.

I nimbly maneuver my body over hers, making sure to around her bloated belly. Now, in this modified missionary, I scrunch up my body to where my mouth is over her areola at the same time my cock is deep inside her.

I don't warn her as I start to dine on my second meal. My mouth latches on to her erect nipple and I start sucking breast milk out of it.

"Ohhh, yo-you little, mmm, perv AHHH~"

She didn't know what to think, but I could tell she liked it because more nectar sprayed on my sack.

Greedily, I drink everything that comes out of her teat. Since I will probably never be able to do this again, I go crazy. Trying different methods and techniques. Sucking softly makes big beads of it drip out steadily, sucking hard makes full streams splatter in the back of my throat.

Oddly it doesn't even taste like milk, it tastes more like coconut water. Either way it was delectable. Not as much as her vaginal discharge, but my penis is preoccupying that spot so this is the best case scenario.

Am I being selfish towards our baby? Hardly. We already had like 10 frozen bags of milk in our freezer so this won't matter in the long run. I am just doing what a good husband would by doing what I got to do. We can't exactly whip out the breast pump right now.

After enough gulping, I start to feel my stomach filling up and decide that is enough. My second flow of white substance is about to shoot from my body.

Sadly, my lips remove themselves from her pink buds. I give her right breast one more light squeeze and get ready for the last push to the end of the line.

I position myself straight up and perpendicular to 18's frame. My eyes roam up and down her marvelous figure before I say, "~Here I come, 18!~" I push into her roughly, "~HERGHHH!~"

"YES!" She trumpeted.

I rock my pelvis very quickly, hitting that one spot that drives her crazy. We were sloshing so hard that I thought I was going to cum sooner than her, but that wasn't the event that transpired.

My wife takes her hands and covers her mouth as she screams.

I didn't even get to feel her pussy rapidly shiver this time, a freight of liquid pushes me out before I get to experience the best part. Having her cum drench my cock and balls, as well as part of my legs and abs, was still a feeling that I could finish too.

"~Oh fuck! 18! AHHH I LOVE YOU!~" I say as I start to masturbate wildly. Only three seconds later and my white cream is covering her slit, mixing with the juices on the outside. A few strands landed other places but it's nothing to make note of.

I don't have words to describe how wonderful that felt.

I collapse back next to her...I'm spent.

"...I-I'm done Krillin…L-love you too..."

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The aftermath was a lot of work for me, at least for a man who had just had back to back orgasms, I didn't get to rest for long. I help 18 get off the bed and escort her to the bathroom so she can clean up. As she cleans up I get the sheets and blankets off of the mattress, we aren't sleeping in cum soaked bedware. I go get clean ones and fit them on. Lastly, I help 18 back on the bed and cuddle up to her, putting my hand on Marron's barrier like I always do when I sleep.

It's not long before we both pass out.

Next morning, I woke up early to the sound of rain. I check my alarm clock and it is 7:00 A.M.. My body is totally rejuvenated after last night, I slept at least 10 hours so it was probably due to that. I immediately notice that my wife is gone and I can smell food cooking. The former clearly leads to the latter. Since I feel great I decided that I'm going to join her for breakfast. We didn't get to talk about what we did, and I want to know if everything felt ok afterwards.

I kick up outta bed and put on a pair of boxers and make my way towards the kitchen. My short walk through the hallways and rooms was met with my wife in front of our stove, she had two pans on and she was wearing a white bathrobe.

"Morning babe!" I yell at her as I walk to her side. I wrap my arm around her waist and lean my head on her shoulder.

"Morning honey, someone told me I was starving so I had to leave you waiting. Want some eggs? And I started a pot of rice, that sound good?"

"Yeah, cook me a couple of eggs please, but never mind that 18. Are you feeling ok? I think we went overboard last night."

"You're damn right we did, but I loved it. Did you not?" She said coldly while cracking another two eggs into the pan.

"Of Course I did! But you're not hurt or anything are you?"

"I'm sore yeah, but nothing a day of rest won't cure. It's raining so I say we do nothing today and just recuperate."

"Alright babe whatever you say. I'll take care of lunch and dinner, and the laundry. But other than that we can do anything you want to today."

"Let's find a show to start, that one with Hercule Satan looks interesting."

"What? Are you serious?"

"No, I'm not."

I laugh, that actually caught me off guard.

"Good one 18. By the way, you should be drinking a lot of water. You lost a lot of...fluid...last night."

"And whose fault is that, hmm?"

"Uh, mine, I guess…."

"Exactly. But don't worry, that is already my third one." She pointed to a ¾ full glass of water on the kitchen table.

"Ok, good."

18 grabs the salt and pepper and seasons the 4 soon to be sunny side up eggs. The whites are slowly turning opaque over the low heat. She isn't even looking at me, not that I expect her to at the moment, it's just an observation. I scan her body up and down, I still do not fathom how I scored such a drop dead beautiful woman like her.

During that affliction, I swear my hand moved on it's own. I'm not joking, it started acting without my permission.

It leaves her waist, travels up her body and lands on her left breast (The one I didn't suck on earlier), and my fingers started to knead it.

My face turns a deep red as I realize what I did, my wife also stands there continuing to stare at the hot pan.

"Listen 18, I sw-" I tried to give her my reasoning.

"Krillin, honey, you never cease to amaze me. You know me so well." She said with a sultry smile.

I'm so muddled.

18 moves my hand off of her so she can untie her knot. Her bathrobe falls to the floor, leaving her body totally nude for me to enjoy.

I'm still muddled, but for an entirely different and much more pleasant reason. My animalistic instincts to mate must have sensed hers and attacked them without me knowing.

"I wanted to wait after breakfast," She continued, "but this works too."

Yes! Yes! Yes! I was wondering when we would get to have sex again and it turns out I didn't have to wait long at all. And she wanted even sooner than I did? It makes sense, we have a lot of lost time to make up for.

"Krillin? You aren't leaving your wife waiting, are you?"

"Sorry babe, just...taking it all in." I said dumbly.

"Well stop taking it in and put it in."

I remove my underwear and push them across the kitchen floor, her discarded robe joins it as I don't want us tripping on it.

I can't give my wife what she wants quite yet, as my member isn't stiff enough, but I can give her an appetizer. I stick my index and middle finger in my mouth to lube them up, then I send them for 18's pink hole.

"Mmmmm." She approves.

She is not as wet as last night, but I have a feeling that will change soon. While my fingers explore, I take my other hand and jerk off my cock. It did not expect to go back to work so soon and I have to wake him up. It was not difficult at all. Me fingering my pregnant lover as she cooked us breakfast was a recipe for a very quick boner. I feel it stiffening in my hand, as my fingers grow ever damper inside my wife.

I was going to finger her until she started leaking, but I can't do that. I want to be in her asap. I remove my fingers and suck on them, sure enough, the strawberry taste is still there. I'd love to eat her out again, but that's not on her agenda so it isn't on mine.

"Alright babe, brace yourself!" I say enthusiastically.

I grab both her hips and pull just her lower half away from the counter to accommodate for my height. I line up my penis to her pussy and thrust it all in at once.

"~Oh Kami!~" She screamed over the sizzling of the eggs. They're almost finished cooking.

I hope she doesn't burn them because of the sex, not that I was going to take that in consideration as I pumped myself into her.

My guess was correct as her vulva was already starting to produce more and more liquids. I notice that she has nectar running down her thigh, I take a moment to collect on my fingers for another snack, my wife had other plans though.

"Let me, ~Ohh!~ have a taste dear."

"What?" I asked.

"Stick your wet fingers in my mouth, I want to see how I taste damnit!" She was aggressive.

Not wanting her to yell again, I obliged. I stretch my arm forward past her head, she engulfs my two fingers into her mouth.

Her taste buds must have signaled to her body how good it was because I felt another rush of pre-orgasm honey spill out of her.

"Mmmmm, not bad. Now could yo-...~FUCK!~"

I did not let her finish that statement. I showed her how hot that action really was by repeatedly ramming into her as hard as possible. My penis was eager to return to its domain, its stay yesterday was a heavenly one so once it got back inside it went mad.

"~Ahhhh Shit 18~" I say.

Slow down, that is what I kept telling myself, but it does not work. It's like I only had one gear and it was 'go as fast as physically possible'.

With my hands on my wife's hips I banged into her much faster than last night. Each quick dive had my pelvis slam into her ass, causing it to ripple. If anyone was in the room with us but looking away, they would have sworn we were stirring pasta.

Each deep thrust made more droplets expel from her body, getting all over me and her in the process. I see and hear 18 carelessly throw the pan off to the side, I guess the eggs are done.

"~AhhHH Right there!~" My wife screamed after pushing our food away from her and the burner.

I take those instructions and keep pounding that spot. I have a plan for when she cums and hitting where she wants me to will yield my expected result faster. Her pussy feels the exact same as last night, so, incredible.

I'd love to play with her bosom, but how we are standing wouldn't allow it. No matter, I have something else to play with.

During my actions I take both hands from her waste and playfully grab her ass cheeks. Unlike my wife's boobs or vagina, her butt stayed the same when she got pregnant. That didn't mean I still didn't love it, it just...wasn't on top of my list right now.

"~Krillin! AHHHH~"

I think that is my que. I give her bottom a playful smack as I withdraw myself from my wife and start stroking my dick. Part of me wants to finish inside of her, but I ultimately know what I need to do.

I get on my knees and cover her snatch with my mouth again. I rub my tongue all over her exterior, slurping up everything on the outside. That was yummy and all, but what I'm really waiting for is her to erupt in my mouth again.

I desperately use every oral technique I know. My wife is still moaning my name and expletives during it, so this departure is still a success. She is lasting longer than I anticipated, and much to my surprise I will end up cumming before she does.

The feeling starts at my toes and builds all the way up to my shaking member, my hand causes it to spew batter from the tip. The only somewhat sexy thing I could finish on was 18's calf. It was better than nothing. It wasn't a big load, it was my third one in only 10 or so hours.

Actually the several strings that landed on her leg weren't bad at all. I guess the feeling of my hot cum on her skin was the final nudge she needed.

She blares over the sound of the rain outside and rewards me with another dosage of her fruit flavored cum.

My form is a little sloppy so some of it spills out and runs down my face instead, but I consume a majority of it. It sends my taste buds into a flurry once it lands on my tongue. The warm, sweet, and rich liquid then soon travels down my throat as I gulp it down. Truly, it was the taste of victory.

With my wife's body heaving up and down I take my lips off of her labia.

I don't say anything to comfort her and tell her how amazing that was, because we have a problem. She wanted more. I could tell by the way her sex looking, she was going to ask me to keep going, it stopped convulsing too soon and it was already leaking again. But...but I just can't go again. This last trimester was going to be a marathon, not a sprint. I have to play the long game here and not overdo it on the first day. However, I need to satisfy my wife, it is a husband's duty as well as his privilege.

There was a way around this, it just caused me to utilize other talents.

I stand up. My wife doesn't know that I know that she wants to go again and starts talking.

"The rice won't be ready for another 5 minu-" I cut her off by pulling her into me. "Hmm?" She acted like she didn't know what was going on.

The way we are standing together will not work though, currently we are both standing up straight. That doesn't work well for me. I start to fidget with our position, making her take a few steps forward and leaning back into me. I'm pretty strong so I can support her with ease. Now our heads were right next to each other and I had complete control.

"Feel ok?" I ask her.

"Yeah, what are you up to?" Why was she still playing dumb?

"Nothing, I can tell you need a little more...attention."

Before she could respond to that sentence, my right arm goes down to her wet sex. I don't delve them inside this time, as her other pearl has gotten no attention yet. I start, patiently, running my fingers back and forth over her cliterous.

"~MMMMMMM~" She squeals with her mouth closed.

Oh yeah, this is definitely what she was aiming for.

You're a fool if you think that is the only thing I'm doing. I still have a mouth and an extra hand that are doing nothing, time to give them a job. I start with my mouth, it latches on to her neck. I kiss, suck, and lick the same spot. It isn't much but at least it is doing something.

My empty arm has a much bigger task to do. I sucked my wife's right tit last night, and greedily drank all of the contents that came out of it. I didn't even touch the left one, it was time to fix that mistake.

My non-dominant hand attaches to her left breast, I already know the degree of compression she needs. I squeeze it hard and just as I thought, another small stream of breast milk shoots out and lands on her hanging stomach as well as the floor in front of us. Don't think I'm done there though, I don't stop. I keep milking my wife. A constant flow of her formula ejects from her nipple and on to the ground. After the tenth or so squirt my wife says something.

"~Y-y-your mak, making a mess honey. MMmm~"

I know I am, but I can clean it up later. She loves it though. Her body is pure jelly and her milk wasn't the only thing dripping onto the floor. My fingers did a number to her pearl, as a result her cave supplied more and more drops of pre-cum to descend below us. I want to show her that the mess didn't matter, but words would not be sufficient at this moment. I pause rubbing her clit to collect more of her mixture. I quickly delve my fingers into her hole to get them super wet, next I take it out and bring it to her mouth.

It didn't take long for her to start suckling on my fingers, getting a second taste of her delicious honey.

After that is done I take them out and go back to her gemstone and start encircling it fast. Never once did I cease wringing out her left breast. She leans her head back to rest it on my shoulder, I might go deaf in my ear from her periodic screaming. It's worth it.

All was going good, no wait it was going way better than good, it was until a loud steaming sound emerged out of nowhere. I look up to the stove and the pot our morning rice is in is shooting out smoke.

"G-get the rice Krillin!" 18 tells me.

It was only a mere four or five steps away from us, but do you think I'm really going to stop my actions on my wife at all during this? You're crazy.

What I did surprised 18, but she definitely didn't mind it. Using my strong arms I stop flicking her bean and place my forearm under butt. I lift her up into the air, still making her nipple squirt by the way, and walk us over to the rice. I set her down, move the pot and turn off the heat source, and quickly go back to her clit.

I couldn't tell what was the rain outside or what was the pitter patter of her liquids hitting the floor. This experience was bizarre, but that is what made it so fucking good.

"~FUCK! I'm close again honey!~

Shit Krillin, I was thinking, we're almost done. I gotta think of something that will be a good send off for her...think! I can't do much, but I do get one devious idea that she'd probably be all for.

I take my head off of her neck, I have to be careful for the next step so she doesn't fall. But somehow, I shift my dome under her right arm and right next to her right breast. With a little help from my left hand, I put her nipple into my mouth. It has to be forced away from her body a little so that I can do this, but it won't put any strain on her. With my teeth softly biting her teat and my left hand back to where it had been this whole time, I start to exploit both her chest glands.

I start alternating sucking and squeezing her sweet water out of her breasts. Once her left breast gets down squirting, I suck a stream out of the right one. This pattern makes me slow down on her cliterious, but that isn't really an issue right now. The fact of the matter is, she couldn't not handle all three pink areas being toyed with and she was about to explode.

~Kr-Kr-Kr AHHHH!~ She couldn't even form a word as her pussy imitates a sprinkler, the juices shot out so wildly. My fingers cause a myriad of drops and currents to drench my legs, her legs, and the floor. It seemed like the biggest amount of liquid yet from our prolonged session . Her pussy wasn't the only thing to explode. Her nipples shot out a double dosage at the same time. Her left one shot out farther than I could get it to normally, and the right one joined the collection that is in my stomach.

So...awesome...

Her body is completely limp as I remove my hands and head from her, but she has the biggest smile on her face so there are no altercations to be had. I scan the room...yep, I think I'm gonna need a mop to clean all of this properly. Totally worth it though.

I pick up 18 and take her to our kitchen table, I set her down and go fix her a bowl of food. A minute later I come back with a bowl of rice with two over eas-, over medium eggs on top of it. I kiss her on the forehead as she tells me she wants to take a bath after breakfast. I tell her that I'll go run the water for her as I head to go do that, I also retrieve something to clean the kitchen floor with.

After her bath we kept our promise, we did nothing the whole day. And it was one of the best days of my life.

*END OF FLASHBACK*

Yeah, I still remember the entire story very vividly. I'll probably never forget it.

We had sex several other times while during her last trimester. They were all mind numbingly good, but nothing could top that first time. Of course none of that love making could ever make me feel better than being a dad does. After Marron was old enough we tried to have a second kid but realized that our daughter was a miracle. 18 could just never seem to get carry again, that sucks but it's fine...it sucks because we wanted a second child, not because I wanted to have pregnant sex again. That would have just been a side benefit.

There is no use in complaining about it. I'm more than happy that I have a wonderful daughter, a loving wife, and that I got to experience that type of sex with said love of my life. Yeah, I'm a lucky guy.

Oh...how did I not notice that earlier. I look down to confirm the feeling and sure enough...I'm pitching a tent with our blanket. Looks like all that reminiscing got me excited...damnit…

My wife's head is still on my chest, drooling a little. Think she would help me out?

"Psst, 18…"

A/N: That's it

Longer than I anticipated, but I think it turned out well.

All my entries have been so long lately, next one will be short and sweet.