This is the fifth installment in my series. I'm depending on you dear readers to write and tell me if this series needs to go on or not and I also don't mind hearing your ideas about where it should go.
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I was so stinking horny when I went to bed that night I couldn't sleep. I lay there in bed running my hands over my swelling belly and couldn't help but be a little jealous of Claire for having Matt's attentions. It wasn't that long ago I hated him for raping his baby into me and now here I was, jealous of him for raping someone else. When I'd finally went to bed, Matt had stayed in the basement room with Claire and told me to go on and get some sleep.
I decided to get up and go check on Claire downstairs to see how she was doing, and to see if I could have a little quality time with Matt's cock. I put on my robe and slippers and when I went out my door I found Beth in the hallway.
"Where's Claire? She's not in her bed."
The girl looked at me sort of quizzically, knowing and afraid to know the answer to her own question.
"Beth, she's been downstairs with Matt all night and I was just going to check on her..." I pondered this for a moment and then decided 'what-the-hell'. "...and maybe you could come with me?"
Beth followed me through the house and downstairs to the basement where I told her to be quiet. Matt had let me in on a little secret of his so I turned and caught Beth by the arm.
"Little girl, you're gonna do a little growing up in the next few minutes and I expect you to be silent or I'll slap you so damn silly you won't see straight. You got it?"
My sudden change caught Beth off guard.
"Uh...yeah, no problem."
Next to the bedroom door was another door that I opened and ushered Beth inside, reminding her to be quiet. There were some comfy chairs arranged as if to view a curtained wall and I told Beth to sit in one of them. Then I clicked on the sound system and Beth gave me a wide-eyed stare as we both heard Claire's whimperings coming to us through the speakers.
"What's wrong with Claire?"
I damn near hit Beth and she could see I was pissed at her for making noise.
"Beth, shut up!" It was my harshest whisper. It was also unnecessary once I pulled back the curtain. Matt had built the basement bedroom, playroom, cell...whatever you want to call it, with a one-way mirror on one side with this gallery where he could watch his latest toy in privacy. Now Beth was speechless at the sight and sound of Claire on the bed on her hands and knees with Matt's cock wetly plowing into her from behind. Beth had no clue about the events leading up to this moment and I knew she could only assume that Claire was a willing participant. And right now, Beth was stone silent as she watched her childhood friend surrender her pussy to Matt's ample cock.
I found it hard to pull myself away from the sight of the mating going on only six feet away, but I finally did manage to turn around to sit with Beth. I sat down and looked at the girl and just saw an innocent who was having a million questions answered just by seeing what was happening on the other side of the mirror. I guess I expected Beth to be upset and it was a little surprising when she finally whispered to me.
"Claire's enjoying this, isn't she?"
"I'd say that's pretty obvious. Besides, I know that Matt's really good at this." I patted my belly as I said it and Beth gave a little chuckle.
Then another light went on in Beth's little head.
"You mean he's trying to give her a baby?"
How innocent. How sweet she was.
"Beth, sweetie, that's what fucking is for is for babies. People who fuck and try not to have a child are missing out on Our Heavenly Father's plan for us and then they miss out on all the pleasures of two people being together like He planned. Look at them in there having each other and imagine if they had to stop in the middle of that and get on a condom and then try to feel the way they did before they stopped? It just isn't natural that way."
