Time To Announce It.

I have, as you might imagine, always been a very sexual girl. I have, again as you might imagine, a high sex drive. But it is…..er…was…nothing, absolutely NOTHING to what I’m feeling right at this moment! I simply can’t put it into words. 

I’m not just wet all the time, I need to change my panties three or four times a day! And as for feeling like I need to cum, I’ve had to invent new ways to masturbate since much more of what I was doing, and I’d need hospital treatment for clit burns! 

Emily’s tongue has been put to good use as have her fingers. But here’s a surprise. Right now, it appears I don’t even need to be physically touched to have an orgasm. 

So, I’m down in the utility room, and there was Dani’s laundry hamper. Well, of course I took a quick look in it. Surprisingly, I didn’t go for her panties. Instead, there was a bra lying on the top. Like me, Dani tends to wear bras that aren’t all that different from the trainer bras we all start off with. This one was white, soft, brushed cotton, and as I held it, I had a strong desire to smell where her armpits would be. As I inhaled her sweat, I…..well….er…..simply came in my panties. Just like that! 

Oh, but it’s not just a constant horniness! When I actually have sex, it’s like 100% more intense. Take yesterday for example. I woke up with Miss Brain jumping around in my head yelling “cock, cock, cock, cock.” More than that, she was interspersing it with “anal, anal, anal.” 

Now, when I have anal sex, it’s usually with me on my back and my feet up extra high. Allan simply aims for my bum instead of my cunt. It’s romantic, soft, but also ‘naughty’, if you get my drift. I suppose my text to him was a bit blunt. “Come and fuck my arse. Now!” Eventually I heard his motorbike (I’d left the front door open for him) and raced up to my bedroom. To my surprise, Miss Brain certainly wasn’t in a romantic mood at all. I tore my own clothes off and just hopped onto the bed, bum on the air and head on the pillows. I was also absolutely pouring with girl cum. Allan stopped dead in the doorway, and his mouth fell open. Fortunately, so did the front of his jeans. “Don’t undress! Just fuck me up the arse.”  Wait, was that my voice? 

He stood on the bed, his knees bent and surrounding my thighs. I felt his hands on my hips and then both felt and heard him spit on my bum hole. God I love that! So dirty, so base. Then he simply …er…pushed it up me. If you’re starting out with anal, then the message is definitely “Take it SLOWLY!” and however much lube you think you’ll need, double it! But with practice, you get used to accommodating something, or someone up your bum and it becomes far less of an effort. I relaxed myself, and Allan pushed his cock deep up my arse. I orgasmed for the first time even before he was fully in me! 

When he started to fuck me, he knew that I wanted….needed…to be used and abused. He called me a slut, a fucking whore, a dirty cunt….all the names I adore. Then he told me the rest of his biker chums would fuck me in turn. (Right now, that’s something I would adore.) I must have orgasmed four times before I felt Allan cum up my arse which provoked the fifth orgasm! 

When he left, I just flopped forward on the bed with a huge grin on my face feeling deliciously violated. 

But still aroused! Still horny! Oh I know it’s pregnancy hormones, and that it probably won’t last although some women feel extra horny throughout their pregnancies. 

I’ve been very lucky. I’ve had two failed pregnancies, one of which was ectopic and cost me a fallopian tube. That I’ve got pregnant again at all is sheer luck! 

I cleaned up, (sex is deliciously messy, isn't it) took a shower, threw on a dress (no panties….whats the point? They’ll be wet again in minutes.) and wandered downstairs. Dani was in the kitchen prepping lunch. (She’s been spending time in the pub working with my head chef. Just because college didn’t work out for her doesn’t mean she wants to stop learning, and Lisa is a natural born teacher. Dani looked up and flashed me a smile. (Mistake! I felt the wetness start..again!) then I walked past her to the fridge. Dani knows I like the Silence of the Lambs, and she lowered her voice to a gravelly, evil, perverted level as she said “I can smell your cunt.” Even though she giggled at the end of it, the damage was done. The floodgates opened, my clit began to throb, and I felt myself, actually felt myself opening up. Almost instantly, Miss Brain flashed me a mental PowerPoint of all the dirty things I’ve seen Dani do, from masturbating, to peeing her panties, to licking me out, licking Emily out, squatting over my face and….. oh dear. 

A voice sounding very like my own said “Hold me?” Dani wrapped her arms around me and kissed me. I felt the tremble of an orgasm…oh nothing massive, but a definite orgasm, and suddenly, I was sobbing my heart out on her shoulder. I am so emotional at the moment. 

I felt absolutely filled with the knowledge of every blessing I have received. My lovely home, my adorable wife, Dani, three separate businesses all of which are going great, staff in each venue who are 100% invested in their success. I couldn’t have asked for a better life, and there is nothing, absolutely nothing I need or want. 

As my hand slipped under Dani’s skirt and into her panties, I really felt amazingly loved and at peace.