Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties

Chapter 774: Freya: The Pregnant Empress

Margaret’s scream ripped through the room like a blade, her body convulsing as her pussy exploded—squirting hard, a torrent of fluid drenching Jasmine’s face, Natalya’s tits, and Claire’s open mouth as she lapped up the mess like a starving bitch. ”Fuck! Ahhh! I’m coming!”

Margaret howled, her body collapsing onto my chest, her ass still stretched obscenely around my cock before I yanked free. Her gaping, ruined hole twitched, clinging to the shape of my thickness, her juices and my pre-cum dripping down her thighs in thick, shameful ropes.

The women erupted—laughing, jeering, fingers pointing as Margaret whimpered, her body wrecked, her ass pulsing from the brutal fucking.

”Look at her,” Natalya sneered, dragging a finger through the mess on her chest before shoving it into Margaret’s sloppy, used pussy, making her jolt. ”Such a worthless cumdump—can’t even keep a cock in her ass without flooding the room like a broken toy.”

”Pathetic,” Claire giggled, her fingers circling Margaret’s gaping hole, stretching it wider just to watch her whine. ”Bet she’d let anyone fuck this loose little slit now.”

Then— The air shifted.

A heavy, deliberate presence filled the room as Freya stepped forward, her massive, pregnant belly leading the way, swollen with pride, her hips swaying like a queen surveying her kingdom. The silence that followed was thick, charged—every pair of eyes locked onto her, jealousy and lust burning in their gazes.

Freya’s puffy, pregnant pussy was on full display, her lips swollen, glistening, parted from the weight of her belly. The scent of her fertile cunt filled the air—musky, intoxicating, the proof of what she carried inside her.

She dragged her fingers through her soaking folds, spreading herself open just enough to let them see—the dark pink of her stretched entrance, the cream of her arousal dripping down her thighs.

”Fuck...” Jasmine hissed, her fingers digging into her own pussy, jealousy twisting her features. ”Look at her... fucking look at her. That belly... that cunt...”

Freya smirked, her hand sliding up her round stomach, possessive, dominant. ”Mmm... do you like what you see?” she purred, her voice dripping with amusement as she stepped closer, her thighs pressing against mine. ”Do you wish you were the one carrying his seed?”

”I—I do—!” Julie whined, crawling forward, her hands clutching at Freya’s ankles, her face twisted in desperation. ” Let me have it! Let me feel him breed me as he did you—!”

”Pathetic,” Freya chuckled, kicking Julie’s hand away before dropping to her knees in front of me, her belly pressing against my thighs as she wrapped her fingers around my throbbing cock, stroking it slowly.

”You think you deserve this?” she murmured, her tongue flicking over my slit, tasting the pre-cum and Margaret’s ass juice still clinging to me. ”You think you can take what I have?”

”Y-Yes—!” Julie sobbed, shoving her pussy against my leg, grinding, her juices smearing on my skin. ”I need it! I need his cum inside me—!”

”Me too—!” Natalya gasped, fingers frantic between her legs, her other hand squeezing her tit, pinching her nipple until she whimpered. ”Fuck, I want it—! I want him to fill me up—!”

Freya laughed, the sound dark, mocking, as she licked the length of my cock, her tongue swirling around the head before she pulled back, her lips shiny with spit. ”You hear that?” she growled, glancing up at me, her eyes burning. ”They’re all begging for it. Begging for your cock... your cum... your fucking babies.”

She spread her thighs wider, her pregnant pussy glistening, swollen, needy despite the weight of her belly. ”But I’m the one who has you,” she hissed, guiding my cock toward her entrance, teasing the tip against her soaking lips. ”I’m the one who owns this. Who proved I can take it—who keeps it.”

The moment I pushed inside, Freya’s pregnant cunt clenched around me like a vice, her walls so tight and hot it was almost painful. ”Ahhh—! Fuck—!” she moaned, her head tilting back, her belly bouncing as she rocked her hips, taking more. ”You think you can be better?” she panted, riding me hard, her ass slapping against my thighs. ”You think you can take what I do?!”

”PLEASE—!” Claire begged, crawling toward us, her tits swinging, her pussy dripping. ”Freya, please—! Let me have him! Just once—! I’ll do anything—!”

Freya grabbed Claire’s hair, yanking her face against her belly, forcing her to kiss the roundness. ”Kiss it,” she ordered, her voice a whip-crack. ”Kiss the belly that you’ll never have.”

”Mmm—! I will—!” Claire sobbed, her lips pressing against Freya’s skin, tongue flicking out to taste the sweat, her hands clawing at her own pussy, desperate. ”I’ll be good—! I’ll be better—!”

Freya laughed, dark, triumphant, as she slammed herself down onto my cock, taking me to the hilt. ”AHHH—!! FUCK—!!” she screamed, her body shaking, her belly jiggling with the force of her movements. ”You think you can be better?” she panted, riding me hard, her ass slapping against my thighs. ”You think you can take what I do?!”

Her pregnant pussy was dripping, her juices coating my cock as she rode me, her walls milking me violently. ”Fuck...” I groaned, my hands gripping her hips, pulling her down as I thrust up, burying myself deep, her pregnant cunt clenching around me like it was made for me.

”AHHH—!! YES—!!” Freya screamed, her nails digging into my shoulders, her body trembling as her orgasm crested. ”I’m coming—! I’m coming on your cock—!!”

”ME TOO—!” Julie shrieked, her pussy gushing, her legs shaking as she collapsed, her fingers still buried inside herself.

”I need it—!” Natalya sobbed, crawling toward me, her pussy dripping, her face twisted in desperation. ”Please—! Breed me! Knock me up—!”

Freya turned, her eyes burning into Natalya’s, her voice a snarl. ”Then prove you can take it.” She reached out, grabbing Natalya’s hair, yanking her forward. ”Suck his cock clean. Taste me on him. And if you’re good...” She smirked, dark, promising. ”Maybe I’ll let you have a turn.”

”Y-Yes—! Anything!” Natalya whimpered, diving for my cock the second Freya pulled off, her tongue swirling around the head, licking up the mess of Freya’s pregnant juices and my pre-cum, her moans vibrating against my shaft.

Freya watched, breathless, her hand sliding between her legs, fingering her own pussy as she watched Natalya worship my cock. ”That’s it,” she purred, her voice thick with lust. ”Show him how bad you want it.”

”I do—!” Natalya gasped, her lips wrapping around me, taking me deep, her throat gagging as she bobbed, her hands squeezing her tits, pinching her nipples until she whimpered.

”Good girl,” Freya moaned, her fingers working her clit, her other hand rubbing her belly. ”Now let’s see if you can take what you’re begging for.”

She leaned in, her lips brushing my ear again, her voice a dark whisper. ”Fuck her raw,” she ordered. ”Fuck her until she’s dripping with your cum. And if she’s lucky...” Her tongue traced the shell of my ear, hot, wet. ”Maybe you’ll give her what she really wants.”