Surprise, Surprise 
by Summer

So, there I was on Monday, lying on the hospital bed with my dress unbuttoned and open.  I had actually managed to find both a pair of panties and a bra, although not terribly demure ones I have to admit!  They were both completely see-through – still it’s the thought that counts! 

As you know, I never normally wear either panties or bras but I wasn’t at all sure that my 20-week scan was the place for Summer to be exposed!

The radiographer, trying hard not to look at my scant coverings, put this freezing cold gel on my belly.  I had forgotten how cold it is (well – it is nearly 8 years since my last pregnancy) and gasped and clutched Mark’s hand.

She moved the scanner around on top of my belly and eventually a little, grainy photo comes up on the screen showing blobs.  Yes I did say blobs!

She disappears and returns with a consultant – with two male students in tow!  Totally ignoring my almost naked body (I guess he sees it all the time in his line of work), he too moves the scanner over my belly, looks at the picture on screen and then says happily, “oh yes – there’s definitely two babies in there – all snug and warm.  Looks to me like two little girls from here – although that’s not definite of course.  An early Christmas present for you both – due end of November I’d say!”

OH MY GOD!  I’M HAVING TWINS!  AT MY AGE!  TWO BABIES!

I’ve just been told that I am five and a half months pregnant with TWINS!

We leave the hospital in a daze – I just can’t believe it.  My youngest son is almost 8.  I know we’ve never taken precautions when fucking, always hoping I’d become pregnant again but now - at the age of 47!  And with twins! Unbelievable!

We drive home with Mark rubbing my swollen belly all the way (he had pushed up my dress as soon as we got in the car – exposing my belly) with a big grin on his face.  He is obviously ecstatic at the news!

As I drive, he talks about the reaction of the medical students saying, “they won’t forget you in a hurry hun!  Did you see them – they couldn’t take their eyes off you.  I don’t know why you bothered with that underwear – it really didn’t hide a thing. Speaking of which, I want to see you now!”

And with this he completely unbuttons my dress and pushes it wide apart.  So I am now driving with my lush, ripe body covered only by see-through panties and bra!

He continues, “they could see you just like I can now, Your shaven mound, your swollen pussy lips, your swollen belly, your full tits – everything was on show babe.  You are such a slut!”

Then, starting to rub his cock with one hand, he continued, “and wouldn’t you have liked to have them babe?  Both of them?   At the same time?  Together? Just think babe – two hot, thick dicks shooting all their cum into your hot, wet, tight, little pussy and your hot, tight, little ass!  Pull in babe!”

Whilst saying this, Mark had pushed his other hand inside the waistband of my see-through panties and found my hot, wet, tight little pussy and started to finger-fuck me hard with three fingers until I climaxed, almost crashing the car! 

Mark has always had this thing about me going with other men – the thought (and deed!) really turns him on.  As he released his fully erect cock from his trousers, I pulled into the next lay-by.  As I turned off the car engine, Mark was already grabbing my head and pushing it down into his lap and forcing his cock into my mouth.  He rapidly face-fucks me and climaxes with all his cum going straight down my throat – continuing to finger-fuck me at the same time.  I had unwittingly parked in front of a lorry and the driver honked his horn - certainly enjoying his view better than any telly programme!

As we resumed our journey, Mark said, “well – at least we now know why your belly and your tits have grown so quickly and why you’ve been so damn moody and horny lately!  There are two babies growing inside you.  Two seeds sown deep inside you!  WOW! The miracle of life - times two!”

As soon as we get home, Mark phones his folks (they had the boys while we were doing the scan) and, after telling them the news, asks them to keep the boys overnight.  They readily agree – as usual – they are a godsend and I think we’ll probably be using them big time in about four months time!

After the phone call, Mark disappears into the spare room and comes back with the old, hated breast-pump in his hand.  When I ask him what on earth he is doing with that he says, “well babe, now there’s two little people growing inside you – wanting your milk.  We’ve got to get you making enough milk for them and me.  I’m going to start pumping you, as well as suckling, so by the time the new babies come, you’ll be ready and waiting honey!”

I quickly tell him that (a) I don’t really think I want to feed two babies and (b) if I did, I think I already make enough milk and (c) the babies aren’t due for almost four months and lastly (d) they won’t drink much to begin with – and my body is designed to keep up with any additional demand as and when.

But Mark’s having none of it – he’s on a crusade.  A milk crusade!  My milk!!  All he says is, “you are feeding them – both of them - together.  I am going to start pumping you babe so take off that damn dress and let’s get started.”

And without further ado, he pulls off my dress, fastens the hated dual pumps onto my heavy, full breasts and starts to pump hard.

I have always hated this pump – it has always hurt.  It really pulls on my nipples and I hate the hard suction feeling but – what Mark wants, Mark always gets!  If Mark wants me to make more milk – I’ll be making more milk!

When my breasts are empty he says, “when they fill up, I’ll suckle and then we’ll pump you again at bedtime.  We’ll soon have you milking like a cow babe!”  Great – I thought – just what I want! 

After dinner, as we sit in the lounge with me still naked, he talks about the twins while again rubbing my expanding belly.  Mark says how pleased he is that there are two of them growing inside me.  He says that he can’t wait to get another seed planted (or maybe even two) in me as soon as these are out and how he really hopes I can have more.  He says he loves me best fat and full!

He talks excitedly about watching me feeding the girls in public with both my enormous tits exposed and the thrill of seeing everyone’s amazed looks and their reactions.  When I suggest that maybe (if I have to feed them at all) I’ll only feed them in private he gets really cross and insists that I will feed them both, anywhere and everywhere – whenever they need it!  He says that’s final – no more discussion!

Which reminds him to check on my tits and as they are fairly full again, he latches on for his evening feed whilst finger-fucking me, as usual.

When my breasts are once again empty, Mark fucks me hard on the couch shooting his load deep into my womb – wetting the babies’ heads, he says!

At bedtime, he again uses the dual pump on my almost full breasts until they are again empty, ignoring my pleas to stop because my breasts are now really tender from all the additional attention – he says I’ll soon get used to it!

I awake in the morning to find him attaching the pump onto me again.  He is obviously really going for this in a big way!

And sure enough, by Thursday, my breasts (as well as being very sore) are keeping up with the new demands and making more milk, although Mark says we still have a way to go!

My breasts are now constantly full and tight and uncomfortable but Mark absolutely loves them. They are fuller and bigger than ever – every man’s dream he says!  He says I’m just like a milking cow now with udders!  Charming!  But I know what he means – they are truly enormous!

Our new routine is that Mark pumps me at 5am, then he suckles at 8am just before going to work, I have to pump at 12 and 4pm to release the unbearable tightness and then he suckles at 7pm for the evening and sometimes (if I’m full again) he pumps me at midnight too!

So I am being “fully drained” 5 or 6 times a day now – I am exhausted – remember I am also nearly 6 months pregnant with twins!  He says it will get me used to the demands of having twins and him!  It certainly will.  And he wants me to have more babies!!??

In the evenings, he loves stroking my ever expanding belly and talking to “Faith and Hope” as he has named them!  He tells them all about their sexy mother who is going to feed and nurture them for years to come at her enormous milk-filled breasts! 

He tells them that when they come out of mummy’s belly through mummy’s pussy, mummy will feed them at her enormous milk-filled tits and that mummy will make enough milk for everyone – always!   He also tells them that there will be more babies growing in mummy’s belly and coming out of mummy’s pussy and feeding at mummy’s tits.  I’m now really beginning to feel like that cow with udders!

All the while, he is also either pumping me or finger-fucking me. As soon as the boys are settled in bed he takes off my top and I sit for the rest of the evening in just a short skirt  and nothing else so that he has access to both my pussy and my tits all evening and does he ever love it and use it!

Don’t get me wrong.  I love it really!  I have always loved my body (as we all know) and now that it is rapidly expanding with two seeds growing inside me I feel so sexy and so horny all of the time.  I just love people looking at my ripening body – with my stretched, swollen belly and my heavy, milk-full tits!

My belly is always bare now (I’ve taken to wearing little hipster skirts that sit nicely under my bulge) and low-cut, crop tops that expose the vast majority of my tits.  This last week, since all the pumping began, I have taken to going out when my breasts are due to be pumped, so that they are really full and stretched, for added impact!  And my god – have I got it!  Men just can’t look away from my truly enormous rack rising up out of my little tops!

A couple of men have even asked to touch my bump and I am always happy to oblige – with Mark’s permission, of course.

Yesterday, whilst out shopping alone (the boys were at friends and Mark was at home), a man approached me in a shop and politely asked if he could feel my bump. I readily agreed with a smile. 

He rubbed my belly and then dropped his hand down.

I knew that he would instantly know that I wasn’t wearing any panties under my short skirt.  Sure enough, smiling into my eyes, he slipped his hand through my legs and brushed my naked pussy.  “Nice, very nice,” he said softly.  Getting no resistance from me, the man maneuvered me into a corner of the shop and inserted one finger deep into my wet pussy, whilst stroking my bump with the other hand.

He continued to finger-fuck me for about 10 minutes, until he had three fingers deep inside me.  I could see he was rock-hard but I did nothing about it.  Eventually, he gave me one last smile and walked away.

When I got home, I told Mark about the man.  He said that I should have taken the man into a changing cubicle and given him the blow-job of his life!  He said – next time!   The though got him so aroused that he fucked me hard, instantly there in the kitchen – in both my pussy and my ass!

You already know that Mark likes me with other men!  He of course now loves the fact that I willingly have my tits and belly on display all the time. Before it was always at his bidding but now …. He has always loved me to be exposed!

He also loves the fact that I am constantly horny – he loved fucking me when I was pregnant the last two times too.  We now fuck as soon as the boys are in bed and at bedtime and before work too!  I just can’t get enough of him inside me and he seems happy to oblige! 

I wonder if he ever thinks about the fact that there is a good chance that these babies aren’t his,  Neither of us have mentioned this possibility – but I have certainly wondered whose babies are growing inside me – as I’m sure every woman would in my situation.

Still, we both knew the chances of me getting pregnant when insisting that no precautions were ever used.  I don’t suppose we’ll ever know who fathered them. I guess it doesn’t matter - we are both just so happy that I am actually carrying again.

I don’t know if other women are like me but I find that being pregnant is just such a sensual experience.  For me, it’s the thought of a man’s seed being planted inside me, taking root and then growing.  There is nothing more erotic than a pregnant woman - unless it is a woman pregnant with two!

Yes I get very tired.  Yes I’m very moody.  Yes I get very emotional and weepy sometimes BUT (and it is a big but) I just love the tightening of my belly, the pulling of the skin.  I love my tits getting even bigger and even fuller - the simple fact of carrying growing seeds deep inside me.

I also love fucking when pregnant and always have.  I love the feel of a hard penis deep inside me while I’m full with babies – and this feeling will grow as the babies grow inside me.  When pregnant with my youngest (nearly 8 years ago now), I was fucked whilst in early labour – mind blowing – truly awesome – I can’t wait to repeat this particular experience!

I love the feeling of my rock-hard stomach being kneaded whilst being taken from behind.  I love my overlarge, heavy, full, tits being suckled.  I have even got used to that dreaded pump – after all, it is helping to make my tits bigger and it is getting me ready for my new babies and any other babies to come – so how can I possibly complain?

They say “fact is stranger than fiction” don’t they?

When I wrote “Coming Home” and “Fruition” about Penny and Gavin and their twins, it was in the firm belief that my child-bearing days were long gone.

I never, ever dreamt that I would be in the same situation as Penny – pregnant with twins – although 30 years her senior!

But it just goes to show – keep Faith and never give up Hope!  I’ll keep you posted about this pregnancy and in the meantime,

  Take care and love always,  

Summer © 2007

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