Michael Jr, never one to miss a feed, was the first to wake up, followed closely by his sister Helena. I threw on a robe and left my girlfriend Bella tied to the bed, her legs spread with a small vibrator humming away inside her very needy pussy. As I left the bed, she begged me not to be a bitch and leave her like that, but I silenced her with a kiss and told her the baby's needs came first. I left laughing at her promises of revenge.
The babies were just three months old, and apart from the regular feeds and nappy changes, they had been an absolute dream.
I conceived on my 18
th
birthday and managed to carry the rather large twins full-term. Apart from a bit of morning sickness in the first couple of months, I never had any real issues as they grew inside me. Annie and Michael, my dearest friends, supported me throughout the pregnancy, and Annie even held my hand as the two little miracles came into the world. Giving birth to two 7lb children after nearly 20 hours of labour knocked me around, but when they screamed the first time and I was able to hold them, the pain and fatigue dissipated.
A day later, I signed the final adoption papers, giving the twins to Annie and Michael, and becoming Aunty Beth. I still had a little cry even though this had been the plan even before Michael had impregnated me; however, as their Aunty, I still saw them grow and was able to babysit when required.
Annie, Michael, and Bella's parents, Hannah and Ryan, had gone out for the night to celebrate their anniversary and take in a show. Before they left, the boys gave me an excellent fucking, cuming in every available orifice. It was the first time I had enjoyed their substantial cocks in over six months when I had become too large to take a risk. We enjoyed each other's bodies for over an hour while Hannah and Annie tormented poor Bella, who was restrained to the bed next to me, getting fucked silly.
I don't know how many times Bella was taken to the edge of her climax before we brought her down. It was a game we have all been victims to, and I must admit, when it happened to me just before I gave birth, I am pretty sure I was talking in tongues full of passionate desires for revenge and downright total horniness.
Unlike me, Bella had suffered the absolute horror of pregnancy; she had been sick throughout and had been hospitalised several times due to low blood pressure. Fortunately, her children are due any day now, and we are all praying that it all goes well.
Helena Elizabeth was named for Annie's mother and a nod to me, while Michael James was named for Michael's father and grandfather. Both kids have two birth certificates: the official one lists me as the mother and Michael as the father, while the second lists Annie as the mother. When the children come of age or if something happens to Michael or Annie, we agreed that they will be told the truth, but until then, it was our secret.
Both kids settled after a nappy change and a bottle. After I was sure they were asleep again, I returned to keeping Bella company.
Her eyes were shut tight with concentration when I returned. I suspected she was on the edge of a monstrous climax, but she was trying to hold out to prove she was more skilled than me. Our competitive games started when we first began to date in high school, and neither of us had any intention of coming second. This has led to some fantastic and very imaginative sex over our time together, and we are yet to leave each other hanging in frustration.
Before I knelt back on the bed, I reached over and slipped the vibrator from between her saturated lips. This led to a moan of disappointment and a look of total frustration. I didn't mind the filthy look and verbal barrage because I wasn't going to waste her explosive climax when it hit. Bella squirted a lot of nectar in everyday situations, but as she had been on the hook for over an hour, I anticipated this time would be fantastic.
I snuggled up beside her, suckling her swollen breasts as I moved to her lips. She tried to be pouty, but I knew her weaknesses. A couple of nips in her ear lobes, and she was mine. Our kisses have always been extraordinary, and this one was nothing short of animalistic and passionate. She needed me with all her soul and tried to wriggle free of her bonds to take control of my actions.
I kissed my way down her belly, letting my fingers tickle her breasts and skin as I went. Her cleanly shaven mound was dripping with her juices, and both her thighs were saturated. Her sex smelt intoxicating as I ran just the tip of my tongue up her lips. This set her hips bucking, so I pulled back until she settled. The next time I ran my tongue along the outer edge of her slit, she controlled her movements so as not to disrupt my advances.
I took my time savouring her pussy, keeping her just close enough that I could control her. I avoided her swollen clit at this stage as I knew if I touched it, there was no holding her back. Bella begged for release as she tried to raise her hips towards my mouth and tongue. It took all my restraint and patience not to give in and give her the orgasmic release she desperately wanted. I positioned myself between her thighs, my face as close as I could as my tongue went to work. Bellas wiggling hips allowed me to slip my vibrator into her rectum before I slipped a couple of fingers into her saturated vagina. Her eyes seemed to bulge with this attack, but then I clamped my lips onto her clit and flicked it as hard as I could with my tongue.
She let out a scream that would wake the dead as her body went rigid and her head flung back into the pillow. Her thighs clamped tight onto my head as her body released enough nectar to nearly drown me. There was no way I could swallow the flow, and despite my efforts, my face, hair, and the bedding under us were soaked. I held her in her climax for as long as I dared before I pulled back and let her try and recover from her explosive high.
She was spent when I released her arms and legs. I gave her a nice massage to make sure her blood was flowing to her limbs before I kissed and held her as she slipped into a well-earned sleep. We wouldn't have taken her to such extremes, but she had been a little cheeky that afternoon and was punished accordingly. Whether she liked it or not, it was the last fun she would enjoy until after her children were born.
It turned out that she didn't have long to wait until her big day arrived. We were sitting down for breakfast two days later when the pain kicked in, and her waters broke, at which stage organised pandemonium broke out. Fortunately, Hannah took charge because Ryan and I were pretty much useless to the whole endeavour.