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Our Babies By Peyton
I stood outside the doctor's office in complete shock, SPEECHLESS. I hadn't been feeling my best for about 2 weeks now. I was getting headaches and I couldn't seem to get enough sleep. My breasts seemed a little swollen and my nipples seemed to be more sensitive lately. Just then the limo pulled up front and I hopped in. "Stop by the store I need to pick up something," I told the driver. Michael had been working on an album and was spending a lot of time in the studio. He had told me that he would probably stay after a while after everyone left to tweak a few things. (He's such a perfectionist.) It was late as the doctor squeezed me in at the last minute before he closed for the day, so I figured since I was out, I would surprise Michael at the studio. As the limo pulled into the studio parking lot, I called him and told him that I was downstairs. He came running to let me in. "What a nice surprise!" he said. "C'mon, it's cold down here, lets go upstairs where it's warm." He takes my hand and leads me to his studio. It is very warm in the studio so I remove my jacket. "Are you feling any better, baby?" he asks. "Michael, I have something very important to tell you. I just left the doctor's office, and..." "Oh no, is something wrong? he asks sitting down in front of me and reaching for my hand. "No, nothing's wrong. It's more like life altering." I reach in my purse, pull out a small box, and give it to him. "I'll open it later, tell me what the doctor said." "No, open it now, please." Michael is more concerned about me than a gift right now, but to satisfy me, he opens the small box anyway. Inside he finds a pacifier. "What is this?...Oh...my...Peyton, are you...pregnant?" I answer with a smile, "Yes, baby." Michael leaps on his feet and starts to dance. "I'm gonna be a daddy!...I'm gonna be a daddy!," he sings. (cute.) Then he comes down on his knees in front of me. "You did this for ME?" he asks. I take his hand and place it on my somach. "WE did this, baby," I reply. I lean back, letting Michael rub his strong hands over my stomach. He is studying it, he is appreciating it. His hands are very gentle, and slowly move to my breasts. It feels so good as he rubs them through my blouse. "Let me see," he asks. "Please let me see that magnificent body of yours." I stand up slowly as Michael sits back in his chair, waiting, looking. I slowly unbutton my blouse and slip off my panties and skirt. He gets up to help me. He removes my bra and gasps at the sight of my slightly swollen breasts. "Oh my god, look at you. YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL, YOU'RE WONDERFUL, INCREDIBLE, I LOVE YOU SO." He kisses me so sweetly. Our tongues seem to dance for hours.He touches my breasts and pinches my nipples. Softly at first, then kinda hard. Then he breaks our kiss and leans in to suck my extra sensitive nipple while still pinching the other one. " "Mmmm," I moan. I can almost reach orgasm this way. I grab his hand and place it on my pussy which is very wet now and needing some attention. Michael slides his middle finger in my pussy while still sucking my nipple. Then he massages my clit with his thumb. I'm still standing and begin to rock back and forth on his fingers, "Ohhh." He stops suddenly and scoops me up into his arms, wrapping my legs around his waist. He carries me to his office where he has a leather sofa and lays me down gently He tears off his clothes like a mad man (lol) and quickly returns to me. I part my legs slowly, revealing my swollen pussy. Michael kneals down and pulls my lips apart. I feel his tongue on my clit as he puts two fingers in my pussy. "Ummm, you taste so good." I lean back as much as possible, enjoying the sensations that are rushing through my body. I close my eyes and I can feel an orgasm coming over me. I grip the sofa and try to hold it back because I want this feeling to last, but then I let out a scream, "Ahhhhh!" in pure ecstacy! He continues to lick me, up from my ass, to my pussy, then to my clit and back again. (DAYUM!) My pussy is so sensitive to his touch and I begin to cum again, gripping the back of his head and grinding my pussy into his face. "Oh, Yeesss!" Michael comes back up and leans over me. He taps my clit with the head of his dick. "I want in," he orders. I willingly obey and spread my legs out and up on his shoulders. My pussy is so wet, his dick slides in me almost effortlessly. (almost, lol) He holds me close to him. He pushes the rest of his throbbing, meaty dick into me. "Dam, you are so fucking wet, and so dam hott. I love it." He thrusts in and out of me slowly, taking his time. I move my hips with him. We make love to each other very slow and very long. Our bodies are covered in sweat. Michael moves in and out of me with such smoothness. He pushes long, hard, and deep. I can feel all of him inside me and I am loving every bit of it! He kisses me and tells me how beautiful I am and how lucky he is to have me in his life. He LOVES me and the prescious baby I am giving him. Suddenly Michael is overcome with emotion. As he makes love to me, he starts to cry. He cries happiness and joy for the child we will have. His expression of love sends me over the edge. Seeing my man happy and in love is all I ever want. I clinch and my nails break the skin on his back. I close my eyes and my body starts to tremble. " Oh, Miiiichaaaael... ...Yeeess...fuuuck meee!" He follows my command and begins to push inside me harder and faster. He is fucking me so hard and he is hitting my clit with every downstroke. I cum harder and longer than I ever have before. Michael feels his dick begin to swell and throb. He fucks harder and stronger. After a few more thrusts, he lets out a long, deep, grunt, "Uuuggh...Ummmm..." I lower my legs from his shoulders as we share a long kiss. We lay in each other arms as Michael tells me that this baby is the greatest expression of love that he has ever been given. He never thought it would happen since we had been married for 2 years and it hadn't happend. He will love it and cherish it. He will not compromise the bond that we have created and will forever be greatful. *9 months Later* Me and Michael had twin girls, Abigail Michael Jackson and Roselyn Xenia Jackson, Roselyn was named after my good friend, X. Or as I called her that growing p because I always seemed to mess up her name. I looked at my little girls who was breast feeding now, and then to their father, and gave him a kiss on his soft lips and thanking God that this man is mine, and the father of my childeren. THE END By: Peyton AKA Michael's Nasty Girl 12/29/09 At: 8:52PM
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