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The front door slams open.
"Where are you, naughty girl?"
"In here!" You call, shifting onto your knees on he bed.
Wanda prowls in, cheeks flushed with anger. She stops when she sees you on the bed, dressed in a lacy pink babydoll. It highlights the swell of your swollen pregnant belly. Your hands are behind you on the mattress, pressing your chest out.
"What do we have here?" Wanda tsks, "Looks like my little brat is trying to act good,"
"'m not a brat," you pout,
"Your actions say otherwise, malyshka," Wanda croons, moving in front of the bed.
A whine escape your lips as she yanks our head back by your hair.
"Such a needy whore, messaging Mommy while she's working. If you had just been patient you wouldn't have to be punished.
"Punished? Nooo, mommy, just need you so bad, I couldn't help it!"
Wanda thumbs the hem of your babydoll, propping one knee up on the bed.
"Really? You were so needy you couldn't help but blow up Mommy's phone during her meeting? Couldn't help but send her naughty pictures while her coworkers were in the room?"
You look up at Wanda with needy eyes, not responding. You didn't think the pictures were that naughty. Just you laying in bed in your pink babydoll, cheeks flush, rosy nipples visible through the shear fabric, with a text about how much you needed her to fuck you.
But t really isn't your fault! She's the one who put a baby in you. That's what's making you so horny, its not your fault! She's the one who left you, her pregnant wife, all alone. You couldn't be held responsible for your actions in that situation.
"Hmmm. Now, I'e been thinking about how I'm going to punish you, and I can't decide. Maybe some clamps on those pretty, swollen nipples? Your clit? Maybe get some of those special cream that makes your pussy even more sensitive, and fuck you with my cock until you cry. Choices, choices,"
Your thighs clench together, and you lick your lips.
"Please, Mommy, it hurts," You whine, grabbing her wrist and trying to pull her fingers between your thighs.
Wanda wrenches her hand out of your graps.
""Who's in charge here, button?"
"You are, Mommy," You huff.
Wanda leans down, press her lips against yours in claiming kiss. You moan into her moan, resisting the urge to reach up and grab her face.
"Lay back on the bed and spread you thighs. No touching," Wanda orders, backing up.
Your pulse races in anticipation and you quickly follow her orders. One of our hands cups your belly as your lean back, and Wanda fights a smile at the act.
"Please Mommy, 'm so empty," You whimpers, bucking your hips up.
Lots of your messages were about how empty you were, how much you needed her cock to fill you up, and Wanda planned to use that need to punish you.
"Be good,"
Wanda goes tinto the closet, going through the collection of sex toys and equipment, pulling what she needs for what she has in mind and putting it in a small box so you can't see.
When she joins you back on the back, you're practically vibrating with anticipation.
"Please, Mommy,"
"Shhhh,"
Wanda pulls out the small tube of sensitizing cream, and you clamp your thighs together.
"Noooo, Mommy, am already so sensitive, don't know if I can-"
"Mommy know exactly what you can take, angel. What's your safeword?"
"Red,"
"Do you need to use it?"
"No," you pout, squirming.
"Good girl," Wandaa forces your thighs back open, "Keep them there,"
You squirm as Wanda puts on a latex glove. She takes her time, inspecting your soaking, swollen folds. She runs a finger through your fold, and you whine at how sensitive you are already.
Wanda coats your vulva and clit with the cool cream. She covers two fingers with it before fucking them into your slowly, swirling her fingers to coat your insides. The sensation starts out cool from the temperature of the cream, but quickly turns hot as it starts to work.
"Fuck," you whine, bucking your hips into her fingers, "Oh my god, fuck,"
"Such a needy girl,"
"Fuck, Mommy, I'm already close!" You whine, tears pricking your eyes from how sensitive you are.
Wanda pulls her hands away. The slap of the latex glove coming off her hand mocks out.
"N no no, please, Mommy, please, need you so bad,"
"Good girl get fucked. Naughty girls get punished. I wouldn'tt be a punishment if you enjoyed it,"
Wanda holds your thighs open as your squirm, eyes fixed on your clenching pussy. She watches as your folds become more swollen and you drip onto the sheets. The air chafes against your skin, stimulating your hypersensitive clit. You feel so empty without her.
"Mommy, I can't, I need you so bad I'm gonna die," you beg, tears dripping down your cheeks.
Wanda strokes your pregnant belly. She was careful to check with your doctor early in your pregnancy to ensure the different lubes and creams she used on you during intimacy were safe to continue using. She wants to punish you, not truly hurt you.
"I know, baby, you're doing so good, pussy looks so pretty. Keep being good and Mommy will fuck you later. You just gotta earn it first,"
You sniffle, looking up at her.
"Earn it?"
Wanda nods.
"H-how?"
"Take your punishment like a good girl. Bend over Mommy's knee and take your spanking like a good baby, and I'll fuck that pretty pussy,"
Wanda moves up the bed, sitting against the headboard and awaiting your decision. You prop yourself up on your elbows, watching her care. You make your decision, rolling onto your stomach and crawling into her lap. You moan as your folds rub against each other.
"Good girl," Wanda croons, rubbing her hand over your ass.
She positions you so your pregnant belly is between her legs, pushing up so she's supporting your weight off of it. You bury your face in the sheets as she continues to stroke up and down your ass.
All you can think of is the burning in your pussy. How the air teases your parted folds, how you're dripping down your thighs, how your clit pulses angrily, how-
You cry out as the first slap hits your ass. The pain shoots to your pussy and morphes into pleasure and your moan. The sting slowly subsides as she keeps stroking her ass like she didn't just spank you.
"Such a needy little whore for Mommy, can't even wait an hour to get fucked,"
Slap! This time harder, and you clamp your thighs together. You cry out at the pressure between your legs between Wanda forces your thighs open again.
"No, I wanna see how your pussy drips for me while I spank you," Wanda tsks.
By the fourth slap, you're sobbing. The burning between your thighs has intensified dizzyingly. Every slap goes straight been your thighs. The vibrations alone on your swollen folds have you at the edge of release.
"So pretty when you cry for Mommy.One more, button," Wanda promises.
The last slap hits you, right on the cleft of your ass and pussy, and your climax hits you. You cry out as your hot walls pulses around nothing. Your clit throbs angrily and pleasure shoots through your core.
Wanda pulls you upright as you come down from your orgasm. She turns you so you back is to her chest, cradling you in her arms. You whine as your tender ass rubs against the sheet, and she shushes you.
"I know, angel, you did so good for Mommy, so perfect,"
She'd typically punish you more for the messages and pictures, but between your pregnancy and heightened sensitivity, she had to take it easier on you. Wanda hooks your legs over her, spreading your flushed thighs.
You whine as Wanda runs a finger through your dripping folds. Her touch feels light fire and lighting and like you could come from that alone. You hadn't noticed her put the gloves back on, but she must have.
"Please, Mommy," you whimper into the crook of her neck.
"I know, baby, Mommy's gonna take care of her sweet girl," Wanda crooons.
Your finger brushes over you clit and d your hips buck violently. You cry out as electricity shoots through you.
"I know you don't wanna be a naughty girl.,"
"No!' you cry, "Wanna be your good girl!"
Wanda places two fingers at your entrance, not pushing in. Just holding them there as she barely strokes our clit.
"Mommy, gonna-" you're cut off with a scream as another orgasm hits you.
Wanda can feel how your pussy clenches against nothing with her fingers at your entereance Her hips buck weakly ass he continues to circle your clit, working you through it.
"Good, girl" she croons, "So pretty when you cum. Can you be a good girl and do something for Mommy?"
Your ears preak up.
"Mm-hmm! Please, wanna be a good girl," You babble, still trying to squirm away from her hands as the pleasure turns painful from sensitivity.
"Pull down that pretty top and play with your nipples,"
Your hands shake and you struggle to keep your eyes open as you pull down the top of you babydoll, allowing your swollen tits to pop free.
"Mmm, so pretty for Mommy. All round and swollen with my baby,"
You cup your aching breasts, gently rubbing your thumbs over your peaked nipples. You arch into your own touch.
"Please Mommy, need your fingers inside me," you beg.
"Be patient,"
Wanda pushes her fingers in ever so slightly, giving you no more than half an inch of her long fingers before pulling back. You whole body burns as she repeats the movement, slowly sucking you with the tips of her fingers. Her circles on your clit speed up, and you cry out as another orgasm hits you. You head lolls forward.
"Good girl," Wanda praises "Taking me so good,"
"Mommy I'm emmtyyyyyy," you whine despite the overstimulation. There's a burning in your core, an itch that can only be scratched by her filling your cunt up as much as possible.
"I know, button, just take what Mommy gives you<"
Wanda dips in a full inch before pulling back, continuing her barely fucking with occaptional inch thrusts.
Your legs kick and fight against hers as another orgasm builds. You can't take anymore. You whole body is on fire, your pussy is so sensitive that you're crying, but you're still so empty it's making you dizzy. You buck against her hand with every little thrust of her fingers, chasing your orgasm.
"Please mommy!" You scream, "Need your cock! Need you, please! I'll be a good girl! I"m sorry mommy, I'm sorry!"
"Okay, angel, one more and Mommy will fuck you, just one more," Wanda soothes, fucking you faster.
The sloppy sounds of your pussy fill the room as your climax hits you. You throw your head back as it overtakes you, and you gush all over Wanda's hands and the sheets. You're babbling, incoherent, and clamping down down so hard on Wanda's fingers.
"I hear you baby, you didn't so good. Took your punishment so perfect. You want your reward now, or do you need a break?" Wanda asks.
"Please please please," you babble, grinding back against her cock "In me, in me, right now, hurts, in me,"
Wanda rolls you into your side, spooning you front behind. You hear the crinkling of a condom, then she's right here. Her swollen cock presses against your entrance, and you nearly cry in relief.
"Wait, want on top," you pant, pushing back against her.
"Are you sure, princess?'
"Yes, please! Need to fuck myself on your cock, please!" You pant, pushing up onto all fours and straddling her.
You grip her cock, lining her up with your sloppy entrance before sheathing yourself on her. The two of you both cry out as you take her in one thrust.
"Fuck, babygirl, don't bite off more than you an chew," Wanda hisses.
You're a mess, crying and grinding down on her cock. Another climax hits you from the stretch alone, and you grind yourself on her cock through it.
The aftershocks are still rippppling through you as you start fucking yourself on her cock. You're so sensitive, you can handle breath, but you need need more. Need her. Need her cock to itch that scratch inside of you.
"There you go, take Mommy's cock like a good little slut,"
Every sloppy thrust is like fire in your veins, lighting you up with pleasure. Wanda pulls your babydoll over you head, leaving you naked. She licks her lips, watching how your swollen tits bounce with every movement.
"fuck, babygirl, always loved these, but seeing them get all swollen as you carry my baby..." Wanda groans, gripping your breasts and sucking a nipple into her mouth.
You cry out, arching into her mouth. Your belly bumps against her stomach as you bounce on her cock, and you reach a hand between your thighs to rub your button.
"Mommy!" You scream as you gush all over her cock.
Moans slips from the two you as your pussy clenches and pulses around her cock.
"Good girl, so good cumming on Mommy's cock. Do it again," Wanda pants, planting her feet on the mattress and shifting her grip to your hips so she can thrust up into you.
You keen as she fucks you hard and deep. This position has her hitting every sensitive spot inside you. You grip her shoulders, nails digging into her skin.
You try to say something, but Wanda can't make out your babbled words.
"What was that, baby? Mommy fuck all the brattiness out of you yet?" Wanda pants, bucking up into you.
You writhe in her grip, squirming and grinding down against her cock. Wanda shifts her hip to your ass, digging her nails in and lifting you on and off her cock. You squeal as she drops you down on her cock especially hard, a gush of fluid coming out of you.
Wanda continues fucking you on her cock, not giving you a second to caught your breath.
"Fuck fuck fuck fuck," you keen as your climax barrels towards you, "Mommy, 's hot! Burning, fuck, feel too much!"
"Take it like the good girl you are. Just a little longer, angel, your tight hot little pussy has Mommy so close,"
You bend forward, shoving her shirt up to suck one of her nipples into her mouth. You whine as your nipples chafe against her, pleasure pain sparking through your whole body from your core.
You scream as your climax hits you, legs squeezing around Wanda's hips and pussy clenching around her with a vice grip. Wanda moans as you pull her off the cliff with you, bucking up into you as she spills into the condom.
The world goes hazing as you come down from your orgasm. Wanda eases you off her cock and onto your side. She pulls you into her from behind, one hand cupping your pregnant belly and the other brushing the hair out of your face.
"You did so perfect for me baby. Had me cumming so hard I saw stars," Wanda whispers, rubbing circles on your belly.
You hum in contentment, moving a hand down to cover hers. Your whole body is still tingling, especially your wrecked pussy.
Wanda grabs tissues from bedside table, cleaning you up before carrying you to the bathroom so you can pee. Once you're back in bed, she takes her time rubbing lotion on your pink ass and the cream that counteracts the sensitizing cream into your swollen folds.
Wanda's gentle "I love you, babygirl," is the last thing you hear before drifting to sleep