Script of a porno

This is a story that ended up being filmed for a porno video. It’s really raunchy so get ready to have a good old wank half way through.
John was awakened from a deep sleep by his wife’s gentle but per¬sistent nudging. Instinctively he bolted upright and asked her if anything was wrong with the baby.

‘No, the baby’s fine,’ she answered.
John heard the soft laughter in her voice. He did the exact same thing every time she woke him but he couldn’t help it. They’d never been pregnant before and sometimes it was a bit overwhelming. He kept telling himself everything would be fine but he couldn’t help being a nervous first-time dad. But pregnancy did have some very tantalising ways of making up for the stress.

Not only was he witnessing the miracle of life as they welcomed their second trimester, but his love and attraction to I his wife Kelly had expanded along with] her belly.

She’d always been the most beautiful woman to him with smooth peaches! and cream skin, long midnight black hair and a full figure perfect for a painting. Her D-cup breasts had doubled since becoming pregnant and it drove | him crazy just to think about them.

Pregnancy had transformed her, I physically and emotionally. She was like! an earth goddess, confidently going! through her day knowing she had the I awesome purpose of creating life within. I Her skin glowed. She was less stressed I and her sexual appetite surpassed her! need for chocolate chip cookies at four in the morning. It was for one of those reasons she’d roused him. He reached over and switched on the bedside lamp. Two very pronounced wet circles on her chest told him he would be the one having a snack.

Kelly had started lactating after the first month, due in part to him always sucking on her beautiful breasts. John reached out and touched them reverently.

‘I just couldn’t sleep any more. They are so full it’s painful.’ Kelly’s voice was low and sexy. She loved having him suckle her. She’d awakened him for the ache in her pussy as well. He reached under her night shirt and dipped one finger into her pussy. She was hot and wet.

She moaned and pulled the nightshirt over her head and tossed it on the ground. John pulled off his pyjama bottoms. His cock sprang free, already excited, and slick with pre-come.
He stared at her breasts, admiring their beauty. The aureoles were big and bubble gum pink with large nipples and white skin stretched taut with creamy milk. Kelly took John in her arms as she would a baby. She stroked his dark head and cooed as he nestled into her chest.

But her soft coos quickly turned to soft moans as he took one entire aureloe into his mouth. He felt her warm breath on his face and couldn’t resist capturing her full lips in a long, wet kiss. She latched on to his tongue, sucking on him while she played with her pussy. He liked playing with her, sampling the rest of the breast before finally latching on to the nipple and coaxing the sweet mother’s nectar from her body. He bit gently into the aureole. She was so full the milk squirted into his mouth all the way to the back of his throat.

Kelly groaned loudly. ‘Oh, baby, suck me, please! I feel like I’m about to explode!’
John felt the same way. His cock was rock hard and screaming for its own release. Heeding its cries, Kelly grabbed the tip and ran her thumb over the head. John groaned and sank his teeth into her nipple. She yelped. He ran his tongue across it before locking his lips around it and sucking fuiiously. The milk flowed freely into his mouth. Kelly let out a litany of sighs as the pressure in her breast slowly eased. But as it did, the ache in her pussy intensified.

As John suckled, he felt completely alive. He loved their ritual of fucking and feeding. It was heavenly and divinely pleasurable. After he’d emptied the breast, he rubbed his nose against it, inhaling Kelly’s scent. He fought a battle between his need to wrap her in his arms and his burning desire to tear open her legs and shove his cock into her.

But he had to be gentle. He couldn’t ravage her like he used to. Their precious baby was growing inside her. Just being able to touch her felt sacred. He moved to feast at the other breast but Kelly lifted the succulent mound to her own mouth. Her breasts were so big that she had no trouble nursing herself and she often did, just to drive him crazy. John watched and stroked his cock as she ran the pointed tip of her tongue over the nipple. Then her mouth closed over it.

‘Doesn’t that taste like heaven?’ he asked. She groaned and made slurping noises. She smiled at John.
‘I bet you want some of this.’ She grabbed the breast with both hands and squeezed, sending a little torrent of milk over her stomach. John knelt beside her and started licking the milk from her bulging tummy. His tongue glided over her skin. He felt the baby moving against his mouth. Did he know what was going on? he wondered. Their doctor had assured him that as long as he kept Kelly healthy and happy their baby would be fine Making love made her happy. Watching him chase milk down her stomach and pussy as she squirted it made her happy. And as long as Kelly was happy, he was happy.

He settled between her spread thighs. Her aroma was strong and intoxicating. He nuzzled it as he had her breasts. His cock squirted a little. To keep himself from coming, he moved back up and cupped his palm under Kelly’s breast. She filled it with breast milk.

Carefully he carried it and poured it between her legs, mixing the milk from her breast with the milk from her pussy. Now he was ready to eat. He ran his tongue along each lip, truly enjoying the heady concoction of her juices. His tongue dipped into her before gliding up to her clit which he suckled like a third nipple.

‘Oh, baby now!’ Kelly cried when she couldn’t stand the sweet torment any longer. John stretched out on his back and she straddled him. She loved to ride him while he sucked her breasts. Her hips danced as they quickly lost control. John’s cock exploded inside her at the same time he squeezed both breasts and was rewarded with a face full of milk. Kelly flopped down on top of him and, finally, they both fell into a peaceful sleep.

Inspired by their night of passion, John asked Kelly to sit for a body sculpture the next morning. It was a great way to document each stage of the pregnancy and he wanted another reason to get his hands on her. He’d already gone through miles of film, taking pictures highlighting her rapidly changing body for him to jerk off to. Kelly agreed. She loved the power she had over him.

‘I’ve never felt so sexy,’ she said. As she sat in John’s basement studio, all beautiful and naked, he felt like the luckiest man in the world. His cock stood out from his body, as hard as the plaster would be soon if he just stood there staring at her. He would have to wait so long before he could bury it in the wet, black forest between her heavy thighs.

‘You’re certainly giving me lessons in self-control,’ he told her.
‘You know you like it,’ she teased.
He walked over to her and started spreading an all-natural lube on her chest and belly. She moaned as his hands caressed her taut, succulent fits. He loved their extra weight and wedging his cock between them and feeling his hardness slide against her skin.
His fingers moved slowly over her nipples, turning them into slick peaks of pleasure.
‘Oh, God, maybe we should just continue this, it feels so good,’ Kelly said.
She started squirming in her chair. John’s hands moved down to her rounded stomach. As he caressed it, he thought about the life growing inside her. The female body was so amazing, able to give life. He was in awe of his wife. He saw her body as a majestic temple and he was privileged to worship at the altar of her cunt. He knew some men might have found him a bit too sentimental but any man who’d experienced this miracle with someone they loved would at least understand.

His hands slipped lower, between her legs, and he massaged her rock-hard clit.
‘Oh, yes, baby, do it faster,’ Kelly pleaded.
‘Any faster and you’ll come,’ he pointed out.
She opened her soft blue eyes and smiled at him. ‘Is that such a bad thing?’
It was a very good thing but he wanted them both to reach the brink of insanity before they gave in to sweet release. Still, he had to feel her tits against his hard cock, if only for a few minutes.
‘Push your breasts together,’ he instructed.
She grabbed her massive mounds and pushed them to the centre of her chest. He bent down over her and pushed his cock between them.

‘Holy mother!’ he cried out.
Kelly laughed and squeezed them tighter, forcing him to work extra hard to slide his cock against her skin. Her milk seeped out on to his cock. He used his fingers to spread it along his length. It felt so sticky and good. His head flew back as his body moved faster. He was flying, lost in his own world, when suddenly he felt her flesh fall away from him. He looked down at her in surprise, quickly remembering where he was.

‘If I don’t get to come, neither do you,’ Kelly said in mock petulance. John was glad she’d stopped him. He wasn’t quite ready to give up their little game. He willed his body to behave as he started laying strips of wet plaster of Paris across her chest and stomach. While they waited for the plaster to harden like his cock, John decided to have a little more fun.

He opened Kelly’s legs a little wider and started playing with her clit. ‘Are you going to give me another early morning wake-up call tonight?’ he asked.

Kelly smiled. ‘Perhaps, but I may just be in the mood for chocolate.’
John grinned. ‘You’ve gotta have a little milk with cookies.’ He slipped one finger into her.
‘Careful, baby,’ she warned. ‘You don’t want my big arse shaking until this thing has had a chance to dry.’
He smiled. Then you’d better control yourself.’
She gasped but he could see she welcomed the challenge.

He played with her, sticking his thumb up her behind while his fingers teased her clit. She lifted her arse slightly up off the recliner. He saw fear in her eyes as she looked down at her cast, making sure it was okay.

‘Don’t worry, baby, if it cracks we’ll just have to do it again,’ he said. His thumb slipped further into her arse as his index slipped into her wet pussy. He rubbed the thin piece of flesh separating the two between his fingers.

Kelly growled like a beautiful female tiger. ‘Oh, please, stop it! I can’t take it any more!’
He pulled his fingers out of her and gave her a chance to calm down while he checked the cast. It had hardened enough for him to carefully remove it. He held it’up for her to admire.

‘Oh, John, it’s beautiful,’ she said tearfully.
He carried it over to his work bench. Kelly was a gifted painter and he knew she would decorate it beautifully. But right then he wanted to decorate her body with his come. He walked back over to her and poured another huge dollop of lube on to her chest. Slowly, he massaged it into her breasts and stomach.

Then he grabbed his cock and rubbed the tip of it between her pussy lips, coating it in her juices. Her pussy looked like a big, black wet rose and he was the fat caterpillar, feasting on her nectar.
He left a sticky trail as he glided his cock up to her belly. He rubbed his cock against it. That feels so good,’ he growled.

His cock moved up to her breasts and circled her nipples. Then it slithered up her neck and chin and into her mouth. She sighed and accepted it gratefully.

Kelly was good at many things and high on the list was giving head. As he fucked her mouth they gazed into each other’s eyes. She had this amazing look on her face, as though she really didn’t care what anyone thought, she so enjoyed having his cock in her mouth.

‘Now I get to suck you and enjoy your milk,’ Kelly said as she took all of him into her mouth. When he slipped out she latched on to his balls. She bit into them gently.

Take a bigger bite, darling. I want to see your teeth marks when we’re done.’
She obliged, sinking her pearly whites deep into his skin. He was ready to come but her finger burrowing up his arse provided new sensations he just had to experience. She teased him unmercifully, like he’d done her, until he couldn’t take it any more.

‘I need to be inside you now!’ he hissed.
She released him and he slid down her body. She placed her fingers between her legs and spread her pussy open. He slid into her. She screamed for a second and he thought he’d hurt her.

‘I’m okay, it just felt so good having you fill me like that,’ she assured him when she noticed his concerned look. She started to move beneath him, urging him to go on.

John balanced himself on the arms of the recliner so as not to put any pressure on her belly. But her pussy was another story. He was learning how to fuck her with a controlled hardness that would give them both maximum pleasure with minimum risks. At first, he’d thought not being able to plough into her like a wild animal would decrease the pleasure but disciplining his body had allowed him to enjoy every aspect of his cock interacting with her pussy.

Her muscles tightened around him and John pumped a little harder as he watched her heavy breasts danced on her chest in perfect rhythm to their thrusting. He couldn’t resist them and bent down to try and latch on to an elusive dancing nipple. Finally he was able to capture one and suckled greedily. He felt connected to the three most important parts of her: her heart, their baby and her glorious pussy. He finally exploded inside her. She grabbed his arms as her body convulsed and as he watched her in the throes of ecstasy, John knew patience had its own rewards.