EroticReverie

Lori

I’m sitting in the rocking chair , feeding my grandson his bottle as I hear the cries of Kaylee from the room right above me. They’re up. I smile softly down at the little boy in my arms, wondering how I got so lucky. I listen to the sounds of the mattress squeaking here and there and I can already tell that David is taking her ass this morning.  He’s gentler. Less rough with her when he fucks her ass. I’ve watched it. It’s beautiful. The way he cherishes her. The way he rewards her for the gift she’s given him and me , by taking such good care of her body. 

I grow wet between my legs as I listen to the muted cries of Kaylee and the soft squeak of the mattress. 

I can’t wait will she has the second baby. We’ll find out soon if it’s a girl or a boy. I’m hoping for either. David is hoping for a girl. He wants another like Kaylee. It’s not currently incest when it comes to David fucking Kaylee. He’s only her step father. But it would be , if he admits why he really wants a girl this time. I already know David wants to make love to his daughter. The one that doesn’t yet exist. By the time she’s ready he may not even be able to get her pregnant.  I smile though. Because watching him try would still be a thrill.  The idea of David’s secret motives for wanting a daughter with Kaylee , has me rubbing my thighs together as I watch my son ..grandson…drink his bottle. 

When he’s finished. I burp him and settle him down in the bassinet in the living room and rock it with one hand as the other drags my dress up my legs. It’s quiet upstairs. But I know more is coming.  So I gently toy with my swollen clit. Gasping at how sensitive it is , moaning as my other hand rock the cradle and my head goes back and I lift my one leg over the arm of the rocker and spread myself wide. 

David and I still had sex.  But not anywhere near what it used to be before he started bedding our daughter. I miss it so much. The constant need he had for me. His beautiful cock inside of me. Fucking me hard and deep. 

I slide a finger inside of myself and moan. My hand falling from the cradle and going to my breast. Clutching it in my hand as I slide a second finger inside of myself and listen to the bed begin to squeak again. 

Muffled moans from Kaylee come through the walls , the squeaking growing quicker and a bit louder. The soft thud of the headboard hitting the wall has my hand rubbing my breast harder and fingers plunging deeper inside of myself. I pinch my nipple hard through my dress. Wishing I was the woman that my daughter is. Wishing it was me he couldn’t get enough of. But also, loving it. Listening to him enjoy her. Groan for her. Groan for the pussy that has given us a baby, and currently responsible for making us a second. 

“Youre mommy’s good girl” I pant to myself as I think of Kaylee. Jealous. Always jealous of her but I’m awe and appreciative just the same. For the gift she’s given me. My eyes falling to cradle as my son sleeps and I lean my head back and moan as I listen to the sound of how wet I am. How wet she makes me. How wet I get thinking of my little girl being  our perfect , breedable little daddy’s girl. She’d always been so willing. She loved David as a little girl. He was essentially her father. She’d known no other man as her father.  When we decided it was time to gently coax her into being a part of expanding the family , she’d been so eager. She loved the both of us so much, she’d have done anything to make us happy.  And now. She was happy too. Happy. Wet. Fucked. And pregnant. 

I finger myself harder and moan at the sounds of them together upstairs. A muffled slap. I picture David behind her. Giving it to her good as he slaps her ass we both love so much. I imagine to the handprint there.  I hear the smack again and a sexy yelp that has me gasping. 

“Fuck her David, oh god, fuck our little girl” I moan to myself as I keep masturbating, me jealousy is no match for the desire I have for them to continue to make babies for this family. 

I want more, I want several. I want Kaylee to be the one to give them to me. Her and David , her making us the family that I couldn’t. 

I hear a groan , David’s voice calling her name. And I know he’s cumming. It’s quick. Too quick. And I whimper. Not having climaxed yet and needing more of them together to get me off. 

I keep fingering myself. I keep rubbing and I don’t stop when a few minutes later my husbands footsteps fall down the hall and then down the stairs. 

When he turns into the living room , his eyes find me, desperate and dripping between my legs. Fingers fucking my pussy and my hand still clutched to my breast. A small smile pulls at his lips as he walks over to me. 

“Guess we weren’t very quiet” he says and then lifts his hand and lays it palm up in the air. Curling his fingers multiple times. Waving them towards himself. 

“Come on. Let’s get you taken care of.” He says and I gasp. Messy fingers sliding from my pussy as I stand. Barely able to contain my need. 

David grabs me and turns me around and reaches around and grabs my breast through my dress and groans. 

“Did you hear me fucking her sweet ass?” He groans and I moan as his other hand slides behind me and drops my zipper down as I nod. Panting like I’m in heat. 

“Did you hear her take daddy’s dick like a good girl Lori?” He groans and pulls the shoulders of my dress down and I whimper as my breasts become exposed. It was early and I was in the house so I had no need for a bra yet. My nipples are hard and neglected and his fingers pinch them after letting my dress fall in heap around my feet and he kisses my neck. 

“She still doesn’t take it like you can though” he groans and that little bit of praise makes me embarrassed for how elated I am to hear I’m a better woman than her in at least one way. 

“You know I still love you, don’t you?” He asks and I nod with a moan as he palms my tits.

“Not just because you’ve given me a life I could have only ever dreamed of, but I love you Lori, I always will” he whispers and kisses my shoulder and bites it gently as his hands fall to my stomach and to my hips and I lift my hands behind his head. 

“I love you too” I exhale.

“You’re amazing Lori….you’ll always be the first woman I ever truly loved ….and I’ll always be in love with you” he says as his hand slides down and cups my pussy. 

“You’ve given me such a perfect family” he groans and slides his finger into my pussy and I gasp. 

“Youre incredible” he groans in my ear. 

“You get so wet for me…when I fuck her” he groans and I nod. 

“I know you get jealous….you say you don’t….but it’s okay….but just know…this pussy…this one right here….I’ll forever worship it for bringing that perfect little girl into this world…..and I’ll worship the woman this pussy belongs to …for being the best wife….the best mother ….to Kaylee ….and to our son…” he groans. 

“OUR son Lori, yours and mine.  Your responsible for him being born as much as me and Kaylee , because it’s only possible…because of you….so I’ll love you for that and so much more till the day that I die” he whispers and slides a second finger into me and I moan.  

“David” I gasp. Not realizing how much I needed those words. My heart pounding and pussy clenching. 

“Please David, make love to me like you do with our daughter, make love to me like you used to” I beg and he groans.  

“I know I’ve been a selfish man….I haven’t given you what you deserve… I’ve been consumed with the gift you gave me …”

“I don’t blame you” I shake my head. “I just want you David, I need you, I need my husband” I plead and he groans and pulls me to the side and I gasp as he takes my hands and lifts them and leans me over the cradle , my tits hanging as I bend over it. Hovering above our son. 

“David” I shake my head. 

“Shhhh” he whispers and then lowers his pants and his hard cock presses against my pussy and moan. 

“Make sure you’re quiet , we don’t want to wake our son” he says and my toes curl. Hearing him say it’s ours. Mine and his and I moan as he sinks into me with a low growl. 

“Lori” he groans my name. 

“David” I breathe. 

“I miss you” I nearly cry. “Oh god, I miss you” 

“Shhhhh” he whispers and grabs my hips and begins to thrust. 

“I know you do Lori, I know, but look down, that right there….isn’t it worth it…you have all you’ve ever wanted and isn’t missing me worth what Kaylee has given us?“ he groans and I realize why he’s fucking me over the small cradle that sits against the all.  Not because it serves some sick fetish , but because he wanted the reminder there. Wanted me to have to look at my son. At what I’d asked for. Reminding me of why I miss him. 

“It’s my fault, I know, I just , oh god , I miss this” I cry out as he goes faster. 

He doesn’t correct me that it’s my fault. And I know David is more manipulative that I want to admit. He doesn’t want to apologize for preferring my daughter.  And he shouldn’t have to. Because he’s right. I was the one who started this. I was the one who wanted the large family and several children. And had suggested he fuck our daughter to get it. I had no right to make him feel bad for doing excerpt as I’d asked.

“Maybe, maybe we can share the bedroom, one night a week” I moan. “Just you and me” 

He groans and I hate that it doesn’t sound like an excited groan. That it sounds like one of disappointment for my suggesting it. 

“We’ll have to discuss it with Kaylee” he says and fucks me harder and I gasp. Moaning and clenching.  He’d have to discuss it. With her.  I was his wife. But he had to discuss it with her.  You asked for this Lori. I remind myself.  Did you truly think it wouldn’t come to this? The two that were truly making the family you wanted for yourself having the upper hand and making all the decisions. 

“It’s just one night” I plead. Never having felt so pathetic. 

“I said. We’ll discuss it” he groans and slams harder into me and I gasp my breasts bouncing over the cradle. 

“Don’t ruin a good thing Lori” he grunts. 

My heart breaks just a little.  He may still love me. But he loves her more. And why shouldn’t he? She gave him everything that I was supposed to have given him.  She could give him so much more.  His little compliments earlier were simply to placate me. And I knew it. And I’d let him. I’d let him have the upper hand. I’d let both of them have the upper hand and decide if I could sleep in a bed with my own husband once a night. 

“Now be a good mommy, and let daddy fuck you like he’s putting a baby inside of you” he groans. 

I’m not sure if it’s a secret slap in the face , a reminder of the fact I can’t bare his children. Or if he truly wants to imagine it’s me giving him a baby. Either way. It stings more than I want to admit. But I don’t say anything at all. 

I let my husband fuck me as I fight the urge to cry.