Little Brats: Ursula: Taboo Forbidden Erotica Read Online Free Page A

cum.” 
     
    “Ahhhh yes yes yes!” Ursula was crazy with lust, with wanting, and her own fantasies were taking over.  She loved fucking herself with her Rabbit, even doing it like this, from behind, imagining being fucked and filled and—
     
    “Makes you want all that hot, sticky, baby batter doesn’t it?” Jill asked hoarsely. 
     
    “Oh God, oh God,” Ursula cried, face buried in her arms, ass up high. 
     
    “Ohhh I know you want it, Urs,” Jill purred, really giving it to her now.  “You want him to fuck you and fill you and make you pregnant, make your belly swell and your breasts leak and—”
     
    The image that filled Ursula’s mind at Jill’s words both shocked and delighted her beyond words.  Jill head reached inside of her friend’s head and pulled out her most perfect, secret fantasy, plucking it like ripe fruit. 
     
    Something snapped inside her at that moment, her orgasm crashing through her like a tidal wave, drowning her in ecstasy as she moved, unashamed, against the phallic shape, letting it drive her further and further over that edge.  Without warning, not even cognizant of how she got there, Jill laid on her back between her legs, turning the balls away as she pumped, it left room for Jill to lift her head and suck on Ursula’s clit. 
     
    “Come for me,” Jill moaned against Ursula’s spasming wetness, pulling her friend’s hips down to her mouth.  “Oh I’m gonna come! Fuck! Fuckkkkk!”
     
    Ursula screamed into the comforter, feeling like she might lose consciousness as the tight, fierce contractions overwhelmed her, contorting her body.  Jill cried out, sucking hard on Ursula’s still-throbbing clit as she came too, both of them shaking the bed with their orgasms. 
     
    Ursula began to come down, trembling still, but starting to gain some sense of composure again.  She had the brief thought that maybe the two of them shouldn’t have started drinking wine so early in the day, but she couldn’t help smiling as Jill inched her way up underneath her. 
     
    Ursula, lifted up with her arms, not quite sure they’d hold her, and she let her friend move under her before she fell on top.  They embraced like that for a while, resting in the comfort of each other’s bodies. 
     
    “What would Mike say?” Ursula asked finally, with a little, embarrassed laugh. 
     
    “He’d probably tell me to invite you back over when he was here.”  Jill snorted.  “The man loves his lesbian porn.” 
     
    “So, would you do that? Share your husband with me?” Ursula asked, holding her breath as she waited for the answer. 
     
    “Uhhh.”  Jill hesitated, bit her lip.  “I don’t think I could.  No offense, Urs, I love you like a sister, but … he’s mine.” 
     
    Ursula nodded, sighing.  “That’s what I thought you’d say.” 
     
    “Why?” Jill wrinkled her nose.  “You want my husband.” 
     
    “Not exactly.”  Ursula sighed, shaking her head.  “I just want… I guess I want what you have.  Not Mike, but… well, a husband.  And a baby.  Really want a baby.  I want to know what it’s like…”
     
    Ursula’s hand moved to cup her friend’s breast, her milk drying, thumbing the nipple, and Jill moaned softly. 
     
    “I want to know what it’s like to be filled up,” she confessed.  “With a baby.  With milk for a baby.  With all that love…”
     
    “Yeah.”  Jill brushed hair away from Ursula’s cheek.  “Having your job, wanting what you want, it’s like being an alcoholic working in a bar or something.” 
     
    Ursula flushed.  Was her desire so transparent?
     
    “I just thought, you know, maybe Mike could be a surrogate.  But it would be… complicated.” 
     
    “Yeah, and weird.”  Jill shook her head.  “You know, a baby isn’t all roses and ice cream and…”
     
    “I know.”  Ursula rolled her eyes.  “Now you sound like my mother.” 
     
    “Sorry.”  Jill smiled.  “I just want to