Having My Baby

Having My Baby. Part one.

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Tim was thirty nine and his wife of twenty one years, Christine, was forty one. Their marriage was a function of them hooking up at a party, when she was knee walking drunk and mistakenly thought Tim was a guy she was going to cheat on with her first husband. Her husband was pissed as Tim brought her to a screaming orgasm, "Sweet Jesus, your fucking dick is so big. I lived to the south of Seattle Federal Way.

Three months after her divorce was final and a couple of weeks before their twin boys were delivered via caesarian section. Everyone was healthy and both parents were still a little uncomfortable at first. Mr. and Mrs. Tim Hale were parents and married.

Tim WAS a loving husband and father and Christine to her great surprise fell in love with Tim and his loving kindness and his consistent attention to her needs.

She told one of her girl friends who had known of her previous cheating and sluttiness with the first guy, "I am totally in love with him, the boys love him, we go and watch their games, they play travel team baseball and Jenny, I'm regularly getting that nine inches, he's in good shape and fucks me until I pass out. Three days a week.

Jenny said "Uhh, sure girl, of course you're going to say that. Prove it."

Christine got this look in her face and said, "You're on. Friday night come over and you'll hide in our closet and you can watch. Take a video if you want, so you watch it and use your black beauty vibe in your lonely snatch," Christine seeing the look on Jenny's face, said she was sorry." Jenny's husband was killed overseas in the middle east and never talked about it.

Jenny said, "Where are the boys?"

"Tim's parents are having them over to celebrate their eleventh birthday."

Jenny was in the closet Friday night and at first was stunned. Tim had a huge dick.

At least nine inches long and so thick and uncut with a nob of a head. Jenny watched Christine shriek just from Tim pushing into her cunt. Christine did have a pretty big ass, if she was actually black, she'd look like an ebony booty queen taking BBC's as her ass shook and was replete with cellulite dimples.

Clinically, she thought her tits were nice but not especially spectacular, small B-Cups.

The phrase that came to Jenny's mind was she was (PHAT) a fat assed white booty girl. Jenny had actually subscribed to Porn Hub and dreamt of getting gang banged by black men. She had a little ball strike clicker to count Christine's orgasms.

When the ninth one happened, almost dutifully Christine passed out lying on her stomach. Tim went into the ensuite bathroom to take a shower and Jenny snuck out to head home, but noticing the huge cream pie flowing out of Christine's very sloppy cunt. She was fucking snoring now too.

Surprisingly, Christine forgot she was there and never spoke to Jenny about it. After a year or so of making love to Tim via black beauty and the video, Jenny totally in love with Tim. He was a great father and every night she opened her bedroom window to listen to them fuck. Jenny even thought she'd eat Christine's cream pie if it meant having him make love to her..

Life went on. When the boys were in the ninth grade Christine got her real estate license and went to work in a small realty office run by a friend of Christine's mom. It was like her calling. There were only five other agents and soon Christine led the office in monthly sales. After a year, Mrs. Blain said she needed to talk to Christine, the next morning. She was worried sick thinking she'd done something wrong.

Instead Mrs. Blain said she needed to put some succession plans in order and she wanted Christine to be her partner and for her to buy into the ownership. As excited as she'd been, Christine's face looked crestfallen. Tim had always taken care of their finances and she didn't think as a couple they had any money. Mrs. Blain, said,

"Dear don't worry, you can pay it off as we go with your earnings and I'll loan you the money at one percent interest and in case I die, the insurance policy on me will pay off the loan."

That night Christine excitedly told Tim of her good fortune, including the part where she admitted to Tim her understanding that they were broke due to Tim's low income as a high school English teacher. He did not correct her that he published romance novels, cowboy novels and also wrote on Literotica an online site for people to read and hook up with people too.

Tim had channeled stories from all functions and the romance stories he'd optioned for television movies to channels like Hallmark (simple formula too). The cowboy books had led to Amazon and some of the episodes had been used in two popular Netflix series. Tim had over a million dollars in accounts in Canada that Christine knew nothing about. Tim had family outside Montreal.

During year two Mrs. Blain had a stroke and Christine became the complete owner of the Realty firm which she renamed Baldwin Realty. Baldwin being her maiden name. She tried to explain it to Tim by saying it was the lawyer's idea.

Tim said, "What lawyers?"

She looked like a deer in headlights and stammered, "Umm they're advising me on the intellectual property rights on my image and businesses' image."

Tim said, "I own half the business."

Christine went into full deflection mode, "Honey oh no, don't worry we will be financially secure, I will always see to you and the boy's comfort."

"Washington is a community property state. I signed no agreements abrogating that right. Somebody's giving you some bad advice. Is he giving you anything else Christine?"

She looked down and he knew.

Tim said, throwing Christine a lifeline, "Honey ask your attorney if we both sign a postnuptial agreement, in the event we were to divorce for any reason, irreconcilable divorces, or going to prison for a felony or infidelity."

Christine smirked at him said, "Honey you're a schoolteacher, what possibly could I want from you, but baby I do not ever want a divorce from you that would destroy you and the boys and you and I love you with all my heart!"

"I know hon, but check with your lawyer, I think both of us have to sign it or it's not binding or enforceable."

Christine thought he just might be right. She wondered how that came up in English class. "You might be right, I'll check."

Tim knew immediately this was the version of Christine that had cheated on husband number one. He quickly concluded the guy must be hung like a donkey."

He had used an attorney named Chaim Feinberg setting up as Tim's literary agent and negotiating with publishers and Hollywood film studios. He texted him immediately and set in motion a variety of things from a private investigator to confirm the infidelity, then a post nuptial agreement mentioning literary issues and reality issues.

Christine did know that Tim had purchased the house through a trust in Canada. Tim had written two scripts for a Netflix series about the CIA and it was a ginormous hit and Tim's wealth with all the other things going on was now approaching twenty million.

When he thought about Tim and Chistine's three times a week fuck sessions had declined to maybe three times a month and she did not come any more. Oh she faked it and she wanted him to go down on her a lot, which worked. She was incredibly wet and came like a freight train.

She would tell him what a stud he was. There was something wrong in the tone, it was like she was mocking him.

He came home today from a conference on the new season for the spy show and the producer, the lead in the show was incredible and he thought this might be a huge story for everyone, awards too.

Christine was already home already and it was only six forty five. He could not remember when she had been home this early.

She was on the couch in the family room and shrieked in excitement, "Honey, guess what, I'm pregnant and I wanted another baby for us.

Tim was quiet and trying to remember the last time they fucked. He sighed and said, "How far a long are we?"

"Three months! You remember after the party for your school."

Tim did remember, and it was possible. She looked huge, but he was going to let this play out.

Christine said, "Tomorrow at five thirty we're going to have a gender reveal party, can you come Daddy, I didn't know you had it in you."

Tim said, "Of course honey."

Tim called Chaim and he picked up. "Christine is pregnant and she is big as a house and I'm pretty sure its not mine, but she says she's three months along and I've fucked her one time in the last six months. I have a really bad feeling about this, but I don't think I can avoid going. If something happens to me, everything I have goes to the kids and make sure the postnuptial is filed in county."

He said to call him after the party and if I didn't he'd put the investigator after finding me. On a whim I called Jenny who answered immediately. I said, "Jenny it's Tim.

Jenny said, "How are you?"

"I'm kind of struggling. Jenny's having an affair and all of a sudden is pregnant and there is a gender reveal at her office tomorrow. Did she invite you?"

"Tim this is so weird, she did, but she asked me not to tell you, but that you're in for a huge surprise tomorrow."

Tim said, "Oh fuck. The boys are going to be devastated."

Jenny knew that this was her Tim, only thinking of his sons and not his loss, which she knew was killing him. "Tim, is this really a surprise?"

"Not really, I just didn't know who, but she's acting like she did with her first husband. I knew something up was a while ago, but she's inadvertently dropped crumbs. I think tomorrow I will know for sure."

She said, intimately, "Timmy, I've got your back. I've been in love with you for a long time. I'll help you through this, okay?"

Tim immediately knew. She'd always been so nice to him, the smiles and the touches, nothing inappropriate, but the lingering glances and the sheen to her beautiful blue eyes.

"Jenny, I think I've always known. I'd like that."

Tim was intensely nervous and called Feinberg and asked him if the investigator had anything. Feinberg said, "Tim I'm sorry. She's been in a long term love affair with this attorney. He has videos and recordings. I'm sorry."

"Okay, that helps me today."

Tim arrived at the realty at five fifteen and Christine was standing there with a tall black man and some of her staff who were laughing.

Tim felt someone behind him and the lights turned off for him.

He woke up and he could barely breath and somebody was beating his ass badly.

He opened his eyes and there was a huge black dick in his mouth and down his throat and the man's nuts were on his chin. He was trying to breathe through his nose but only a little was getting to his lungs and the man pulled his cock all the way out and slapped his face on both sides of his face.

The man said, "Clean my nigger dick up. You are just about the sexiest sissy I've fucked. I dumped one load in your sissy cunt, which is seriously tight, then you clean my meat up with your sweet mouth. Would you like to be exclusive with me sissy, I truly would drain your balls with my analgasms. You've already come three times, in your sleep.

We need to buy you some lingerie and are you interested in HRT, I know some clinics in Jalisco, that you can get some surgery with nice tits and soften your jaw and adam's apple. Even make your dick longer. You'd be a shemale milf and I my dick will make you love me senorita.

Just then the guy came in Tim's ass and his prostate gave him away and he spewed cum. He prayed that he'd be fucked to death a heart attack maybe or maybe his intestines would rupture.

He closed his eyes and laid there, he was restrained. Then Christine was next to his ear and saying Sweet Jesus, Timmy you're a hot little shemale. They made your dick spew cum. I think this is all going to work out. Obviously you're not the baby daddy, I could never settle for that little dick of yours again and now that you're a Sissy faggot, well that's a hard no for me.

While she was whispering in my ears another nine inches presented itself to my mouth and he said ""Kiss my dick my little BBC sissy whore," I was kissing all over his dick head and licking underneath. I started humming when his dick was in my mouth, I looked into his eyes didn't break contact. I started bobbing on his head and then I took a little more and I moaned some of his precum started flowing into my mouth, it was sweet and salty both.

I pulled off his dick and said, "Daddy don't facefuck me please. I want you to cum in my mouth when I suck your huge dick. Your cum tastes so good."

He looked at me and leaned down and kissed me with his tongue and I moaned into his mouth. He looked at me and I said, "Daddy I'm your bitch, breed me baby, " I was going through Stockholm syndrome or something, but I was mostly dick drunk for the man I was falling in love with.

I lovingly blew him and his huge baseball size balls filled my mouth with his cum. I very slowly made love to his dick, making him hard again and when he was hard again, I looked up at him and said, "Baby my cunt craves your dick, empty my balls baby breed my cunt, it's been so long! He took me hard and long. My clit blew all over me.

He brought me clothes. Heels and lingerie. We looked at pictures of how I would look with EE-Cup titties. I went a salon in Tacoma to get my hair done and nail extensions and a wax too.

The wax hurt, I squealed in my girl voice that I'd been practicing doing. The lady doing the wax was the classical black BBW. Stunning beautiful with super red plump lips and two little fat chins when she looked down. "Honey, "she said to me. "Most of his sissy bitches have tiny dicks, not as big as my clit, you got a fine dick. Nobody told you that gurl?"

I looked down and pouted.

She said, "How you nut baby girl?"

"Sweet Mama, Lamaar be big. Something fierce, he be fucking me and my clit goes off like old faithful. Mama being a sissy, is kind a like being a woman, I got my own g-spot in my cunt too.

"Lamaar, well I be his bitch and he takes care of me and just like when your baby daddy be rubbing your g-spot, my p-spot with Lamaar's fifteen inches causes my dick to spray all over the place. Mama, don't be telling nobody, but I love Lamaar, he be buying me titties.

He be putting me in porn movies. Shemale movies are big money now. Mama, he says he likes watching my soft ass jiggling when he fills my cunt. What you think, I got a sexy ass?"

All of a sudden my clit is halfway down Mamma's throat and she be glugging and gagging and she stuck her finger in my ass and she knew where my p-spot was and I came in her throat and filled up her fat jiggly love belly.

She came up and we kissed and swapped my jism back and forth, she called it snowballing. I liked kissing her.

We moved a lot, all around Puget Sound communities. Lamaar had fallen in love with me and I loved him dearly. I wanted to have his babies, and I was devasted about the reality of it.

He'd tickle me and then he'd say, "Baby let's practice making some babies. Mostly when he fucked me I liked it missionary style with my legs wrapped around his huge muscular ass and my arms around my neck.

We were watching a Netflix show, Emily in Paris, she be a total slut. Girl be fucking any guy that winked at her. My back was against Lamaar's chest and my feed were on his quads and there be something about fifteen inches in and out of your cunt. I be moaning something like a fire truck and the door busts open and it's cops and they're arresting Lamaar and I'm wailing, crying my eyes out.

Then my world imploded when the cop asked me, "Are you Tim Hale?"

I could not breathe and I passed out.

I was in a hospital and I could hear noises, monitors beeping and I heard a nurse come in and fuss at the bottom of the bed Then a voice out of my past said, "Is he okay?"

It was Jenny. The nurse said, "He's awake, he just won't open his eyes, he's on a psychiatric watch, there look at his heart rate."

I started to hyperventilate and a morphine drip started and I felt incredible and I was breathing okay.

I opened my eyes and Jenny was there. She looked so sad and worried for me.

She grabbed my hand and said, "I love you Tim always and forever."

I shrugged and said, "I'm a girl now, a sissy faggot who was in love with Lamaar. I lost him now. First Christine made me a girl and now I'm no good for you and my boys. I feel so humiliated I could never face them. Ever."

"Settle down pretty girl, yes you are drop dead gorgeous, a stone cold MILF long legs and an incredible ass and your face Sweet Jesus you're hot. I just might love riding you cowboy girl. We could do make overs."

I was biting my lip and my dick was rock hard. I looked at Jenny, out of my side eye and said, "Well maybe we could go to a salon in Tacoma we could get a mani-pedi and a wax, she be making your hoohah leak on her fingers on your g-spot. I might like some titties you know, a girl could get self-conscious with your huge double DDs bouncing around while your rode me cowgirl. There's a clinic in Jalisco that will actually make my dick bigger. But do you want a baby? I think my baby batter still works. She was on me and we tucked for days and she was with child.

Since I was a sissy and not trans (yet) we were able to get married. I went through some intense therapy and never did get the therapy or the fake tits. Jenny had twins. I had a whole new series for both Netflix and Amazon. It was in there LGBTQ sections, I was being courted to write a movie script for a remake of Brokeback Mountain.

The irony of the whole thing is that Christine and Big John were arrested for kidnapping and false imprisonment and rape. I got all of Christine's real estate company due to the postnuptial agreement she and I had signed. She was in Purdy Women's Prison and had recently remarried to a lovely Russian woman covered with ink. In the picture taken in the prison exercise yard, Christine's face was covered with ink and her hair was pink. When our twins were born, I presented as a man and went by my birth name Tim.

After Jenny.was chasing after our little girls, who were such a delight once they reached six months my parents would take them overnight and Jenny had laid out on our bed some white bridal lingerie and stockings and some five inch white open toed pumps. She painted my toenails dark red and put on some inch and a half extensions on my fingers and said put those on slut. She was talking like a black ghetto pimp.

I did and went into the bathroom and put some of her lipstick on and put on my heels and strutted out and said, "Daddy my cunny be needing your dick."

I pouted and stomped my foot and said, "Lamaar you supposed be fucking me, I be your bitch, " I stomped my foot again, and in my girl voice, "Lamaar my cunt so lonely for her man, take me, Lamaar I be begging you."

She was wearing a strap on and it was every bit fifteen inches. It had had a vibe that would punch up against her clit when she was hammering my cunt. I came so hard on that magnificent dick. All I could think of was Lamaar making love to me while this was happening and I came hard, shooting ribbons of cum that hit her in the face and mouth.

Life was good. End having my baby part one.

Coming soon part two.

Jenny and Tim present at the AVN awards in Vegas as lesbians