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 Baby Blues
by DittoSpikette
Contact: mcardledebandjan@aol.com
Dedication: For Deborah and Daphne – my worst critics!
Rating: NC-17 naturellement!
Disclaimer: Everything and everybody belongs to Joss except Baby, The Scourge and The Pride, they belong to Ebony Silvers.
Pairing: Rene/Baby/Spike.
Timeframe:
AU. Babyverse.
Be sure to read other fics by Ebony and the Babyverse Krewe at:
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Summary:
CHALLENGE #3 Write a story in the BabyVerse. The first line must be "//Baby looked at her doctor in disbelief. "There ain't no way in hell I'm pregnant!" // You take it from there. Note: As a rule, we as a group do NOT like pregnancy fics, however, we thought it would be fun to see how creative we could be with this. Ten is personally giving inspirational credit to Herself (a talented writer at fanfiction.net) for her Buffy baby story line.
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" When did you last cry? “ Last night ~ I was breaking up with a girl. I'm a very passionate person…"
~ James Marsters
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Baby looked at her doctor in disbelief. “There ain’t no way in hell I’m pregnant!” The longer she stared at the little coloured strip any remaining hope that she was mistaken was dashed from her. “I’m pregnant!” she thought in disbelief. She’d known though that when he had penetrated her, he was going to make her his, give her something of himself to keep forever. She knew without any shred of doubt that there would be a price to pay for her little holiday indiscretion. She feared her impending nuptials would be disrupted for how would she explain this to her husband to be, who had not yet had his way with her? The ceremony was still weeks away and she had held René at bay with sweet promises of a joyful wedding night. Dangling the concept like a carrot. She tried not to panic at the mess she was in thinking back over the last couple of months. The events that had changed her from a virginal bride-to-be into a sexually aroused and now pregnant fiancée. The never to be forgotten sexual engagement that had caused her present situation…
~~~~~ Chapter One~~~~~Chapter 1
She’d had a very sheltered upbringing. She thought she knew it all, but didn’t have any ‘hands-on’ experience so to speak. She fantasised like most people do and had intimate chats with her girlfriends, plus some masturbatory experiments, but to all intents and purposes, she was an innocent. Her parents were hoping she’d make a good marriage and at a large family gathering, she was introduced to René of whom all the family approved. He was from a good Southern background and she fell under his spell immediately. He was of full Cajun descent and gorgeous to look at with his dark olive skin and black hair. His blue-green eyes were a very arresting colour, clear and striking. He had a tiny diamond glinting from one nostril. He almost stopped her breath in her throat. Damn, but he was good looking. His personality was quiet but forceful; a man who knew what he wanted and set out to get it. He was self assured and confident and, if some of the stories she had heard from her girlfriends were true, then he was something of a Don Juan and rather successful in the art of seducing the fairer sex. Looking at him gave her a bellyful of fuzzy warmth. He looked wonderful in his tuxedo, but was she mistaken or was he wearing cowboy boots?! When he looked at her, she could tell by his expression that he liked what he saw. Her hair was thick, dark, and red with a slight widow’s peak. For the party her mother had helped her dress it into curly corkscrews that fell about her shoulders. Her eyes were an unusual hazel...sea green with lots of honey-gold rimmed with dark grey. His eyes skimmed over her shoulders, exposed in her long off the shoulder emerald green crinoline of shantung silk which rustled when she walked. Her pale milky complexion had pink tones. She was seven or eight inches shorter than his 6’ 2” and he looked down on her with a covetous expression. He licked his lips when his eyes fell on her large breasts, narrow waist and swelling, womanly hips. In short, being long legged and voluptuous with narrow shoulders, she was his ideal woman. He didn’t think she was conventionally pretty but his fingers itched to trace her delicate brows and her heavy-lidded eyes looked the sort to bruise easily and gave her a decadent air. Her nose was slightly aquiline with delicate nostrils.
He took in a sharp breath as under his scrutiny her tongue flickered out to quickly lick her short upper lip. Her small mouth, with the slightest overbite, was a well-defined Cupid’s bow and her lower lip was pouty. The corners of this perfect Victorian rosebud turned down naturally. Her cheekbones were set high and somewhat broad, her face tapering to a narrow jaw and small chin with just the hint of a cleft. She was pretty, but in an old-fashioned, medieval sort of way.
René asked her for a dance and noticed her long sculpted fingernails painted somewhat unconventionally in deep crimson. He smirked at her and raised his left eyebrow. She smiled shyly saying “Hello,” and he replied “Enchanted, cher,” as he led her onto the dance floor. She was the centre of attention, after all the party was being held for her. As he swung her gracefully round in an old-fashioned waltz, his arm around her waist, she felt she had been claimed. She was glad, as she couldn’t tamp down her natural urges for much longer; her body was demanding fulfilment. The dance became intimate and exciting and she loved him holding her close to his slender but lithe and wiry form in an intimate manner.
The party was a huge success and her parents seemed pleased that she and René had hit it off so well. They had arranged a date for the following evening. He picked her up on the dot of eight, his black shiny Mercedes open-top parked and waiting. They went for a coffee and soon ended up back at his apartment. His dwelling place was the typical bachelor pad, perfect for the deflowering of virgins. Baby was impressed but tried not to show it. She felt she had to handle the situation carefully. She wanted him and knew that he was a sexually tense, coiled spring, but she had to play her cards right. She wanted him for more than a quick fling. He brought out champagne and she knew he was trying to seduce her. She had no intentions of succumbing on the first date and, besides, she was completely unprotected. Being a good girl, she was not ‘on the pill.’ Also, some of the fantasies she had indulged in had been rather kinky with regards to pregnancy and the sexual act. She liked the idea of playing ‘Russian Roulette’ and of being inseminated, with a 50/50 chance of becoming pregnant. It turned her on, making her legs feel quivery and her insides squishy. After several glasses of champagne René pushed her back onto the sofa and embraced her gently. When he leant in for a kiss his tongue, parting her lips and slipping inside her mouth, made her legs tremble. She let her imagination run wild imagining something else slipping inside her very soon. However she tried to bring her feelings under control; she didn’t want to be just another notch on his belt. She pushed him away asking if he could put some music on. He looked rather disappointed but did as she asked. He pulled her up from the sofa and, after asking her what music she preferred, they ‘danced’ pressing against one another urgently. The close contact of his hands exploring and pressing against her made her hold her breath, but she congratulated herself on having extricated herself for the time being. His hands swept over her back and he realised she wasn’t wearing a bra. He smiled into her neck as he pressed in closer. Boldly moving down he cupped her bottom, a hand on each cheek as he pulled her against his growing erection. She felt herself grow moist between her legs and gave a little shiver. He ‘danced’ her towards the sofa and she felt it hit the back of her knees. He slid his tongue deep into her mouth holding her attention and then she was on her back on the sofa and he was on top of her. He didn’t let up, but continued to kiss her deeply, holding her attention as he pushed his knee between her legs, prying apart her dimpled knees and pressing his thigh against her vagina as if to say that was his next port of call. She felt so good but knew she had to fend him off and not give in too easily. His lips brushed over her neck and throat as he manoeuvred her shoulder strap to one side. His mouth kissed down to her deep cleavage and pulling the light fabric of her top down he took one pebbled nipple into his warm mouth. His tongue flickered and teased and Baby whimpered as he began to suckle her breast. It was so sensuous Baby couldn’t bear the thought that she had to call a halt to his ministrations, but he had stripped her to the waist before she could draw breath and his hands were now trying to coax her skirt up over her thighs. She knew she had to stop him before she ended up without panties, without a hymen, and with her womb full of his warm liquid.
Appealing to his male protective instincts she murmured, “René, René, please stop, please stop right now, René stop.” She gave him a gentle push saying, “We both want it, but I’m a virgin and I don’t have any protection,” she said demurely. René took a deep breath and then relaxed his efforts long enough for Baby to struggle up and compose herself, but he wasn’t a happy bunny. Baby realised she needed to rebuild his deflated ego and lying back across him she murmured, “René, I want you inside of me as much as you want to be there, but I’ve fantasised about this and you may not like what I have to say.” She fondled his erection through his pants as his eyes glazed. He seemed to be paying attention to her, however, as she said, “I want you to be my first and I want us to have unprotected sex. I get all turned on at the idea of you possibly giving me a baby the first time we do it.” His eyes sparkled and to keep him interested Baby took his hand and guided it between her thighs where he cupped her mound. He could feel she was wet for him as she asked, “Won’t you just be patient René?”
He nodded. “Yes, Baby, but not for too damned long,” he said in a voice thick with arousal. “I’ll have you begging to be fucked and when I do, this...” and here he swept his hand over her flat stomach “…will soon be rounded and full of me.”
She felt herself grow hot again at his words and knew it was time to get out of there. He drove her home as she held her knees apart in an attempt to let the warm summer breeze dry out her panties before she entered her parent’s house. Baby smiled a Mona Lisa smile, she knew she had won the first round and looked forward to consummating their alliance on their wedding night and not before. She lay in bed that night fondling her breasts and still-hard nipples and running her hand down to her sex, wondering how long it would be before his stiff cock would be thrusting into her with his only intention to give her a baby. She drew her knees up, trembling at the thought.
~~~~~ Chapter Two~~~~~
René phoned her early the next day and she smiled knowingly. Their next few dates were of a similar nature, with René trying to wear her down. It was so exciting, in more ways than one, this little game of hers. Both parties loved it and were looking forward to the inevitable outcome. René became more and more worked up, but Baby arrived home after each date with her hymen still intact. She didn’t have to work hard to keep René aroused and interested. When she lay in bed after each encounter Baby fantasised about his powerful cock thrusting into her, his ejaculate spurting forth up into her womb, inseminating her with his offspring.
She found it an incredible turn-on, even though she hadn’t yet seen his cock, only felt it through his pants. She couldn’t not feel it; when he was near her, he was rampant for her. Last evening though, after a boring couple of hours spent with her parents and some of their friends, she had gone back with him to his apartment and before she could protest he’d pulled her top over her head and clamped his mouth around her nipple with two hands on her bottom pulling her against his rock hard staff and she knew she was in for a rough time of it. He then lifted her and carried her through to his bedroom. He threw her quite roughly on the bed, his face contorted with lust. Baby knew she had to think quickly and so decided to play the siren. She began to unbutton the somewhat flashy shirt he was wearing and whispered in his ear, “I know you want into my pants, but now I’m going to give you a taste of your own medicine, René.” He stiffened and gazed adoringly at her while she undid the leather belt. She could see he was enjoying this and his already hardened member became harder still. His cock was threatening to erupt from his pants and she so wanted to see it. She slid down the zip while watching his face and he licked his lips but remained passive, obviously holding himself back.
She pulled his pants and boxers down and got the shock of her life when his cock sprang out at her. She hadn’t been expecting it and it seemed to have a life of it’s own. She nearly fell back off the bed, but he grabbed her arms and pulled her forwards. Her eyes widened; he was huge. How was it ever going to fit inside her?! He laughed and offered to introduce her to his ‘friend.’
She couldn’t help but stare at the turgid shaft of velvet coated steel. She ran her hands up and down his magnificence and he almost purred. Her mouth was open as she thought of this rock hard shaft penetrating her body and ejaculating warm fluid deep inside her womb. A glistening dewdrop formed on the tip and René moaned slightly. He then took Baby’s hands and showed her how to pleasure him. Under his directions, she pulled back and forth along the entire length, making it throb and turn almost purple. She fondled his balls and was ecstatic at the affect this was having on his usually cool demeanour. She felt such power as he writhed under her, squirming when she stopped, looking at her anxiously and then relief flooding his features as she resumed stroking and pulling and fondling. She kept changing the rhythm just to keep him interested and was an enthusiastic participant in bringing his sweet release. She blew on the tip and was fascinated by the drops of pre-cum bubbling incessantly as she played with him. He lay back with his eyes closed, groaning as his cock pulsed and swelled. She increased the speed and he gasped and trembled, his balls seemed to tighten and then thick creamy sperm exploded from his shaft covering his chest and her arms and hands. She re-directed his cock and it sprayed all over her breasts and she laughed as he continued to erupt five, six, or seven times. She imagined this glorious liquid spurting inside her, filling her with life. She could hardly wait.
He lay back against the pillows, looking satisfied and replete. She was high with this feeling of power she had over him. She ran her hands through the sticky semen as she kissed him and pressed against him. Their bodies almost melded with the sticky ejaculate. She felt exhilarated and smug.
~~~~~ Chapter Three~~~~~
René had bought an engagement ring and planned a romantic dinner for two at a very expensive up-town restaurant. He told her about it on the way as she ran her hands inside his shirt and over his chest, then down his thighs and over his almost constant erection. She loved arousing him and he began driving erratically as she unzipped him and released his pulsating cock. “Baby,” he warned and she giggled.
“Okay, I can wait,” she said and laughingly zipped him back up. They arrived at the restaurant and were seated. They had a marvellous meal and champagne. He popped the question and gave Baby the ring. She was ecstatic; this was what she wanted. She glowed as he placed the ring on her wedding finger. A baguette emerald with a diamond either side, the stone complimenting her eyes. They drove back to his apartment and fell upon the bed.
“Baby” he breathed as she reached up for him. “It has got to be tonight, I can’t wait any longer," he said urgently. “I want you naked with your legs spread and your body wide-open for me.” His voice was desperate. “I want to fill you with my sperm.”
His talk was inflaming her further and she wanted to rip off her panties and pull his cock into her depths, but knew she must calm herself. “No, René, we must wait. I can’t risk getting pregnant now; we must wait.”
He groaned and said, “You belong to me now.” He slid his hand under her skirt, over her belly and into her panties. He cupped her mound and then slid his fingers inside her moist channel. She moaned at his exquisite touch and widened her thighs enticingly. “No René,” she tried to say, but she was melting as she felt him move down her body. He began kissing her slender ankles and kissed his way up the inside of her legs. He licked the inside of her thighs as her juice began to pour out in anticipation, but he avoided her pussy, much to her chagrin. He grinned as she thrust trying to make him touch her there.
She bucked and writhed as he reached her breasts and began to suckle and tease her pebbled nipples. She then relaxed as she felt him move downwards again, his finger gently parting her folds and sliding inside her again. She was straining with delight as his fingers began rotating in and out. She was driven wild with desire and shuddered when he manipulated her clit. She begged him for release, but he looked at her huge eyes and asked, “Now, who wants it?” He slowed and then sped up, tweaking and stroking until she thought she would go mad. She whimpered when he removed his fingers, but then his tongue was there, pistoning in and out as she began to buck uncontrollably. She was silently screaming as wave after wave of glorious ecstasy engulfed her body. She lay bonelessly, murmuring, “Oh my god,” over and over again.
He lay, his head propped on his elbow, saying, “You’re mine Baby. You belong to me. Set a date; I can’t wait much longer.”
She reached up and hugged him, giving him a tender kiss. “We don’t want to rush anything though René," she said hesitantly.
He frowned at her. “No more talk," he said forcefully. “The decision is made, tell your parents, get everything set up. I must have you and if I have to marry you, then so be it. When you come back from your vacation with your parents we will be married, cher,” René said, a lock of black hair falling over his eyes. She reached up to push it back and he pulled her in for a last kiss; tomorrow she would be going to Aruba with her parents, their last vacation together as a family unit. For after this she would be married to René and she would forever more be holidaying with her husband. Baby was so happy.
~~~~~ Chapter Four~~~~~
Her parents were happy, too, when she gave them the news and they said they would take care of all the arrangements after their vacation was over. They arrived at their destination and settled into their rooms. Baby was looking forward to this holiday and happily contemplating her future.
Seeing what they thought was a lone female, however, had some of the single young men at the resort very interested and Baby had to give more than a few the cold shoulder. It was the night before she was due to go home and she congratulated herself that she had managed to get through the holiday without mishap, putting all suitors off with a smile. However, there was one man in particular that drew her eyes. It was his posture and demeanour that held her gaze and then his azure blue eyes and blond/black hair that had her unconsciously looking out for him. Her parents remained blissfully unaware and chattered on happily about her impending married and making little plans for when they would get home on the morrow.
After dinner that evening, Baby said she was going to take a walk on the beach. Her parents watched her go as they indulged in cocktails at the bar, happy for their daughter and glad that her future seemed assured. This was Baby’s first mistake, leaving the protection of her mother and father. She was leaving herself wide open for an attack that came in the form of a sensuous voice saying, “May I join you?” She looked up and felt she was drowning in a sea of blue. She stammered a reply and the young man grinned, obviously used to the devastating affect he had on the fairer sex. He raised his left eyebrow and said, “I take it that’s a yes.” As she was saying "No," in her head, her head was nodding in affirmation. He took her upper arm and steered her along the walkway to the beach. Alarm bells started to go off, but Baby couldn’t resist the feeling of excitement building deep in her tummy. She was convinced she could handle the situation. They walked along the beach and the romantic setting soon had Baby’s thoughts turning to sex.
He stopped and turned her towards him. She was trapped but thought, “Well, I’m a big girl now, I can handle myself.” She said “We were just supposed to be going for a walk…” but she had been right when she felt there was something dangerous about him. He was too quick for her, his mouth was on hers, and his tongue was slipping between her lips before she could protest.
She felt overcome with a feeling she couldn’t describe, but did try to push him off. He pulled her over to some convenient foliage however, and before she could protest, he had undone the zip on her dress and had it pooling around her ankles. Her mouth went wide in shock as she stood there in just her panties and strapless sandals. She was stunned but started to struggle as he held her. His eyes smouldered as he told her she was “Beautiful!” He nuzzled at her neck saying, “I have to have you.” His tongue deep in her throat silenced any further protest. He slipped his hands into her panties cupping her bottom and parting the cheeks suggestively. Her senses were reeling as she found herself responding to this stranger. She didn’t even know his name, but he knew he had her. He unzipped himself and she felt his hard shaft against her stomach as he pushed her gently to the ground. “You bastard,” she ground out.
“Actually, pet, my name’s William. Pleased to meet you.” She flushed, but he knew he had her eating out of his hand. Kneeing her legs apart, he clasped her bottom and pulled her forwards, spreading her legs wider, opening her up. “You know I’m going to fuck you, don’t you?” he told her. She pouted at him and he laughed. “Just so long ’s we understand one another. Stop struggling and just enjoy it, luv,” he said stifling any reply she might have made with his mouth and tongue.
Every movement of his gave her a sexual thrill; he was obviously an artist at seduction. He took hold of his large cock pressing it purposefully against her panties, nuzzling and stroking. Any thoughts of resistance faded away as she whimpered, pushing herself up to him. He stood then and stripped naked. "Oh my God," she thought as he stood over her. "He’s perfect.”
His cock was rampantly erect, rising and falling beautifully. He stroked it and knelt back down, squeezing a tiny drop of pre-cum to the tip and touched it to her erect nipple, straddling her. “I’ll have you begging for it pet.” He cupped her breasts together and slid his turgid cock between them. He was on top of her then, pushing his cock between her legs against the silk material of her panties. She found herself wishing they would tear, but then he was kneeling again. She knew he wanted her to touch him and so she did. Kissing the tip lightly and running her tongue along the underside, and then up and around the rim, opening her mouth wide to take him fully inside. It took her a while to get used to the enormity of him, sliding her lips down his shaft and trying to deep-throat him. He groaned as she stroked and fondled him. She looked up at him from under her long eyelashes and his face was contorted with ecstasy and lust. She felt him swell in her mouth and his balls tightened under her touch.
He stopped her saying, “Stop pet, for fucks sake, don’t wanna cum yet.” He groaned as he gripped her hair to pull her off his erection. She smiled evilly and he grinned at her sheepishly. “Need to get you ready for me pet; you’re a virgin, yes?” he raised his eyebrows at her.
She frowned and wondered if it was that obvious, but nodded with a pout. “Don’t want it to be too painful then, do we?” He urged her to lie back on the ground and relax. He slid one arm under the backs of her knees and lifted her legs apart. One hand deftly removed her skimpy panties, laying her bare to his gaze. She was spread-eagled, her nipples pebbled under his glance, and she felt herself thrust up to him. He grinned some more and slid his fingers into her eager pussy. She writhed as she felt him penetrate her moist folds. He was very delicate with her. He traced his tongue in a wet line from her breasts to her mons and she wiggled in anticipation. She jerked and twitched when he applied his tongue to her clitoris. He then knelt between her legs, spreading them further and closed his mouth completely over her pussy. His tongue deep inside her darting, probing, and licking.
He knew she was desperate to cum and he soothed her where she lay whimpering. “Just be patient. We want your little pussy all loosened up and ready for me, don’t we?” She closed her eyes and mewled. He stroked his fingers through her curls coaxing the lips apart as she squirmed and bucked, lost in a sea of sensation, his fingers delving into her deeply as she squirmed.
He knelt down to her then and whispered, “I think it’s time.” She gurgled incoherently as he reached back towards his clothing, getting something that she realised then was a tube of lubrication. He put some on his hands and slathered it over his cock and then placed the head of the tube in her opening and squeezed the rest of the cream into her. Her eyes flew wide at the cold sensation, but he soothed her. “Don’t want to hurt you pet.” He then parted her lips with one hand and guided himself deftly with the other.
She felt herself opening wider and wider as his cock entered her a bit at a time. He eased her opening wider and then gently pushed. When he encountered the resistance of her hymen, he nudged it gently with his cock. He gave another gentle push and she felt her birth canal finally being penetrated by a male organ and she was exultant, crying, “Yes, oh yes, please William,” knowing there was no turning back now. All she could think of was how beautiful he was. She wanted him and with another push, he was halfway in. He pulled backwards a little and then in again, deeper this time. He became more insistent then, thrusting hard, eager to bury himself to the hilt. He lay down heavily on top of her covering her mouth with his. He embedded himself in her and though she felt a little twinge of discomfort he was all the way home and she groaned with the marvellous sensation of being completely filled.
He paused for a moment and she became worried. She was almost crying in frustration, but he told her, “Shh, pet, let you get used to me for a bit.” She ran her fingers lovingly through his hair, kissing him, loving him. The feel of his cock up inside her was absolute bliss and he then began to fuck her in earnest, long, deliberate strokes thrusting into her. He could feel her tight virginal pussy walls locking around his cock. He closed his eyes at the unbearably erotic sensation. He was lost in a world of passion thrusting into her. His natural instincts took over. He wanted to fill her with his seed. He was an expert, his performance impeccable, thrusting against her and deliberately hitting her clit, heightening her pleasure tenfold. He invaded her body and she was desperate to keep him inside her. Her breathing became laboured as her orgasm approached and she exploded into a myriad of light, screaming his name as she clutched at his shoulders. She thrust and thrust up to him and sobbed his name. Hugging him and kissing his face, full of love for this stranger who had made her feel so good.
As she relaxed her body, he continued to thrust into her and that was when panic set in. “Please, please,” she sobbed. “Be careful.” But she knew it was no use, he was out of control, pulling her downwards locking himself deeply inside her, the head of his cock hitting hard against her cervix. She knew it was useless to struggle as he strove to fill her with his semen; she just knew he was going to impregnate her. His beautiful cock was embedded deep within her, up against the neck of her womb, his short strokes signalling his impending ejaculation. As he pumped, she felt his cock pulsate, forcing the semen up from his balls and spewing it into her, filling her with his potential babies. He came deep inside her, growling into her neck as he thrust and thrust. As he came down from his high, he remained inside her as if unconsciously sealing her entrance assuring his seed remained within her.
Despite the beautiful sensation of having his wet warmth within her she chastised him. “You pig. You bastard. I’ll be pregnant for sure now.” Tears glittered in her eyes.
“I’m sorry,” he said. “I just had to. You’re mine. I want you,” he told her seriously as he pulled out of her slowly.
He attempted to calm her down, but she was having none of it. “I’m not yours: I don’t even know you,” she cried.
He tried to cajole her as they both stood to get dressed, but when she had her clothes and sandals on, she ran from him back to the hotel and the safety of her parents. She knew it was as much her fault as his; she had wanted him as much as he had wanted her. He watched her go with a profound expression of sadness and want on his handsome features. He ran his hand through his gold and black locks distractedly. He would find her tomorrow, make her his, he thought with determination. He never saw her again, for Baby and her parents flew home the next day.
~~~~~ Chapter Five~~~~~
Baby looked at her doctor in disbelief. “There ain’t no way in hell I’m pregnant!” The longer she stared at the little colored strip any remaining hope that she was mistaken was dashed from her. “I’m pregnant!” she thought in disbelief. She’d known that when he had penetrated her, he was going to make her his, give her something of himself to keep forever. She’d known she was pregnant really deep down inside. She could feel William's baby growing in her womb, but visited the doctor anyway as a matter of course, hoping against hope she was wrong. She sniffled as she dressed after the examination. William’s seed had been carefully sown.
What was she going to tell René? She was still keeping him at arm’s length, saying she wanted to remain pure and surprise him on her wedding night. She knew she had to do something. After their date that night, they went back to his apartment as usual and he pulled her to him for a deep kiss. “I want you so badly Baby,” he whispered. He pulled her close to his body as they kissed, holding one another tight. She really did love him, so what had she felt for William? She realised she loved both men, possibly in different ways. She longed to be with William, but she was affianced to René and as a good Southern girl, she needed to be married quickly or bring shame on the family. “Oh god I’ve missed you Baby,” he murmured as he carried her to the bed. He slowly undressed her, drinking in her beauty.
“I don’t think I can wait any longer, René," she said longingly.
“Oh my God, don’t tempt me or I’ll be inside you before you can blink,” he groaned. “I don’t care about the wedding. It’ll be taking place whether I take you now or not; I love you, Baby.”
“Oh my darling, I don’t want to torture you any longer,” she told him blithely. It was true anyway; her pussy was wet for him already.
He suckled her nipples and then positioned himself at her ankles, running his tongue up her legs and fondling her thighs. He was trembling. He coaxed them wider, and Baby knew his entering her was only moments in the future. She whimpered as his fingers delved into her pussy folds, lightly at first, but then more insistently. His fingers brushing her clit and making her moan. He slid his fingers into her slit, thinking he was readying her for the intrusion of his formidable cock. “Please Baby, let me put it in, please,” he begged, his voice full of lust and desire.
“Yes René, oh yes, please do,” she told him demurely. She let him have full control as befitting a virgin and watched as he lubricated himself generously and then positioned himself at her entrance.
He glanced at her apprehensively, and so she smiled at him encouragingly. He pushed himself home with a huge grunt and she pretended to moan. He murmured, “Sorry, Baby, I’ll be gentle, I promise you, cher.” She moaned again convincingly, but he couldn’t hold back any longer and thrust into her assertively. She was tight as a drum anyway and as they rocked and thrust into one another his eyes rolled up in his head. His cock was grasped in a vice and he grunted with the effort of each thrust. Baby screamed as she orgasmed and clawed at his back, sending him over the edge with her. He yelled her name as his sperm pumped up from his balls, spasming his white-hot sperm into his beloved.
Baby lay there smug and glowing, the relief flooding through her along with his semen. She whispered to him, “You may be a daddy now?” And she laughed joyously, as she knew for a fact that he was. He kissed her all over, loving her, wanting her. She was his forever.
~~~~~~~~~~Baby lay back on the pillows exhausted. It was visiting time and the happy grandparents were cooing over the new arrival. “My, my,” said her father. “Amazing how his colouring is so different from yours and René's!”
“Yes Daddy” she replied.
“He must be a throwback,” suggested her mother addressing her father.
“Yes, he looks like cousin Wiley, don’t you think?”
“Why yes, he surely does, don’t you think so darling?” he looked at his daughter.
“No, I think he looks just like his father, in fact with that fair skin and blue eyes, he’s the spitting image!” Both her parents looked over at René where he cuddled his son, adoration in his eyes. They frowned as Baby added, “He’s the image of him!” Her eyes glazing as her face took on a happy expression, thinking back to a lonely beach and a beautiful stranger.
~~~~~ Epilogue~~~~~
Baby yelled and then woke with a start. She was covered in sheen of sweat and her heart (she had a heart?) was hammering in her chest. She looked around with despair, realising where she was. The dismal room, the hard cot, the frugal furnishings…yes, she was still in Hell. She reached for her only comfort, gazing in love and adoration at her only possession, the framed and faded photographs of her husband/consort and her beloved childe. How many nights now had she fallen asleep only to have that dream? She couldn’t remember; it seemed like aeons and probably was.
Another monotonous day was to be got through. This was her Hell, not flames, but this room and the Powers That Be of this horrendous place messing with her head. Sending a glamour to her in the shape of her beloved consort day after day, at first building her hopes up for an infinitesimal second before she realised it wasn’t him. At just that minute something looking like her beloved Spike entered the room…she ignored it…but then…. maybe…. after some hesitant conversation…. there was just something....
~~~~~ FIN ~~~~~
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Ditto's Fics ~ Babyverse
