Five months into her new life as Stephen's pregnant girlfriend Emma was confronted by a few unpleasant realities.
Her belly was now quite obvious and when she'd go out of the house people would see the young pregnant woman and their disapproval was immediately apparent. The neighbor women didn't approve either but mostly because they were friends with Emma's parents. The neighbor men would leer at her almost the same way Stephen used to. Her few friends from high school went off to college and university and she was alone. It was getting harder to get around. Her boobs hurt a lot. Her feet hurt all the time. Her skin itched. Her mouth was always sore. She always wanted to pee.
And then there was Stephen. She had no complaint about him taking care of her. That was no problem. He'd spent lavishly on maternity clothes and he'd been busy setting up an empty bedroom for the baby. He helped when Emma had updated the look of the old home by finding things more appropriate to the home than the dated 1990's furnishings Stephen had hung onto.
The only thing that was disturbing to her was Stephen's near obsession with her body. Emma couldn't complain about his attentiveness but his hands were always seeking out her private places. While he was careful for the baby his demands for sex never settled down. She couldn't argue about the orgasms being great it was just that sometimes she wanted a break and Stephen wasn't interested in taking a break.
In just the last month of her pregnancy her body changed even more and she noticed that Stephen loved it. He was finally letting her have a break from sex but his hands were constantly on her body. The difficult thing was that he would always do something she wanted or needed while he ran his hands over her body. He'd rub her sore ankles and then his hand would drift up her legs to feel her pussy. Or he'd put lotion on her belly and her breasts to help with the stretch marks and then he'd enjoy himself just a bit too much.
Emma didn't bother asking her parents to let her move back to their house. They'd made it abundantly clear that so far as they were concerned Emma had made her choice and it was too late to go back.
When it was time for the baby to arrive Stephen was right there for her. He took her to the hospital and stayed by her side during the eight hours of labor. He snipped the cord when their baby boy was delivered. Stephen slept in a chair overnight while Emma recuperated from the exertions of birth. In the morning the nurse brought the baby to Emma and Stephen watched with rapt fascination as his little boy latched on to Emma's nipple and started nursing.
Getting home Stephen was every bit the attentive father and he took care of so many things that Emma lost count. She felt that the redeeming aspect of her situation was that Stephen was utterly devoted to herself and their son.
Her nineteenth birthday came about six weeks after Emma's baby arrived. Stephen took Emma and the baby out for a nice evening. It was a nice evening and Emma liked that Stephen took the time and made the effort to make her feel special.
It was late when they got home and Emma got the baby situated for the night before getting herself ready for bed. It was warm so she was in just a tank top and panties for the night. Stephen was already waiting for her when she slipped between the cool sheets.
"Good night." she said to him as she gave him a peck on the lips.
His hand went to the curve of her hip. "Hey...you know it's been a while...I was thinking maybe we could have some special time for your birthday?"
Stephen cuddled up to her, spooning her from behind. His bare cock felt warm pressed into the crack of her ass. She realized that he was naked and anticipating sex.
Emma squirmed away from him. "No, maybe in a few weeks, okay? Right now I just want to sleep."
Stephen said nothing more and she knew he was frustrated. But at the same time she was wanting the extra time to get to the clinic and get herself a prescription for birth control pills. She knew Stephen would never use condoms so this was the next best thing she could think of. It wasn't like she didn't want more children, but she wanted time before she had to go through that again.
She knew it was unfair to Stephen when the whole affair leading up to this moment had been her idea. She had thought she could have sex with him and expect the whole thing to turn out exactly the way she wanted it to. Except that there was another person involved in that plan and he made choices of his own when it came to sex. And now she had a baby to show for her naïve and selfish desire to feel a cock in her pussy.
Soon enough she slipped into a sound sleep. She'd been exhausted from her day and then the birthday celebration running late had tuckered her out.
For his part Stephen wasn't sleeping. He hadn't had sex for more than two months and after a year of getting it almost every day he was dreadfully horny. He'd tried jerking off a few times to help calm his desires but it just wasn't the same as emptying his balls into Emma's warm, wet pussy.
He sat there in the bed and thought about it. Checking the clock at one point he saw Emma had been asleep for more than an hour.
His cock was less than a foot away from Emma's pussy and yet it may have well been a mile! He thought about how her body had changed during the pregnancy with her tits swelling, her belly growing, and her hips seeming to widen. He had made all of those changes happen with the cock that was demanding he do something.
He gently reached out his hand and pulled the sheet down and away from her sleeping body. She didn't stir when his hand slipped under her tank top for a moment to gently massage her milky tit. A small bit of her milk leaked out and Stephen smiled as he felt it. He liked that his son was also enjoying Emma's body.
His hand wandered down to her belly. Her belly wasn't flat anymore and instead she had the lingering baby flab that Stephen was also responsible for. Emma wasn't happy with the changes she'd been through during the pregnancy but Stephen was overjoyed.
The pregnancy had caused her to be thrown out of her childhood home and deposited into his own. She was his girl now. He knew it and she knew it.
But if one baby would cause so much to happen then why not another? He knew Emma wanted to put off a second baby for a while and he worried she'd do what so many young women do and put off another baby permanently.
No, that wouldn't do. Not for Stephen. The past year had been a time for him to learn much about his lovely new mate and it was time to put that knowledge to good use.
His hand slowly moved from her tit to her hip. Finding her panties he gently tugged them down over her hip. The problem he faced now was she was laying on her other hip and he took his time and gently pulled them down past that hip too.
He was easing them down to her ankles when she stirred. She pulled a foot out of the panties and used that foot to free herself of the entanglement. Then she caught a breath before slipping back into the embrace of sleep.
In her movements Emma had straightened one leg and then bent the other. The cool night air felt good on her pussy which was now fully exposed.
Stephen lay silent for a good while until he could hear Emma lightly snoring again.
Scooting himself closer to her he ventured to touch her pussy and found it warm, moist, and soft. He played with her pussy lips and they readily parted for him and he felt them swell with arousal. Emma quietly moaned as his finger slipped into her body. He finger fucked her slowly and patiently and was soon enough rewarded when he felt Emma try to fuck back on his finger.
She was ready.
But he knew something about her that was very important at a moment like this: she loved having her back rubbed. It was an almost erotic experience for Emma to have her back rubbed and so many times now Stephen had rubbed her back while he fucked her.
