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Wombs As Reparations — Chapter 18

Hello, and welcome to the newsletter for “Mixed Pregnancy Stories”. This article is Chapter 18 of a series called “Wombs as Reparations,” an erotic story about a sweet, young girl and her journey towards racial, and sexual liberation. If you haven’t read Chapter 1, you can do so by clicking here.

Stephanie and Daniel found themselves in a dire situation, huddled together in the back of Daniel’s car, their hearts pounding in unison as they heard sirens wailing in the distance. Their little escapade had taken an unexpected turn, and as the flashing lights grew closer, their fear intensified.

A big, burly cop approached their vehicle, his stern expression slowly changing to one of astonishment as he laid eyes on the heavily pregnant woman and the naked middle-aged man in the backseat.

Without hesitation, the officer swung the door open and yanked the lawyer from the vehicle. Daniel was escorted to the squad car as the officer mumbled something about indecent exposure. Being a licensed attorney, he kept his mouth shut and didn’t even put up a fight.

After a brief exchange with the policeman, the two drove away, leaving Stephanie alone in his car. Her trembling hands reached for her phone to call Harold.

“Harold, you have to come and get me right now!”

“Are you okay, honey?”

“Shut up and just get me!!!”

Luckily for her, they had an app that shared both of their locations, so he didn’t even have to ask. It didn’t take much to convince him to download it.

Not even fifteen minutes had passed before he pulled up behind Daniel’s car.

The tension between them was palpable. She refused to tell him what was going on despite his relentless pestering.

“Just drop me off at campus, okay?” She pleaded.

Harold was stunned. “What do you need to be on campus for? Didn’t you get kicked out?”

Without even thinking, Steph smacked Harold across his face as she screeched, “Don’t talk to me like that! Just drive!”

In silence, Harold nodded and began driving, his mind racing with thoughts of what had just transpired. As they approached the college, Harold couldn’t contain his suspicions any longer.

“Stephanie, I know what you’re doing. You’re trying to meet up with another hookup, aren’t you?”

Stephanie was dumbfounded by the accusation.

“What on earth are you talking about?” she laughed.

But Harold was tired of the bullshit. He continued, “Enough, Stephanie. This isn’t even Karen’s dorm. This is where the athletes stay… Plus, I know that look you get when you need some dick. I just wish mine was good enough…”

Tears welled up in Stephanie’s eyes. She reached out and embraced her fiancé, whispering, “No, no, you’re amazing.”

She started kissing her partner like she wanted to shut him up.

Then she reeled back and let out a yelp, grabbing her belly.

“Are you okay?!” asked Harold.

“I’m fine… they’re getting pretty big now, so their kicks hurt even more.” She laughed.

Harold put a hand on her stomach, trying to feel for any movement.

“You’re so brave for stepping up to the plate, honey,” she said, placing her hand over his.

Harold started to blush.

“How about we go back to my place,” he suggested.

Steph let out another laugh.

“Oh, come on, Harold. We drove all this way already. Come on, I’ll even let you watch…”

To her surprise, Harold perked up. His pupils almost doubled in size.

As Steph opened the door and waddled outside, she turned back and said, “Let me make sure it’s okay with him first. I’ll come back and get you, okay?”

He nodded his head and pulled out his phone to pass the time.

Oh no. Stephanie’s worst nightmare. The elevator was broken.

Stairs became her sworn enemy in her 2nd trimester. Having to haul her huge stomach around campus was already bad enough, but adding stairs to the mix was just cruel and unusual punishment.

When Stephanie finally arrived at Darren’s dorm room, she was taken aback by the sight of Karen sitting at the edge of his bed.

Both girls gasped when their eyes met each other.

“S-Stephanie?” began Karen.

“What are you doing here?” she replied, nervously rubbing her belly.

Karen’s glance met her friend’s pregnant stomach. Her belly button imprint almost bursts through the fabric. The way that her belly commanded the attention of everyone in the room.

“Funny you should ask,” Karen replied, now looking down at the floor.

“Promise you won’t tell anyone?” she continued.

“Promise.”

“Okay,” began Karen. “I couldn’t help but notice all the attention you’ve gotten since you got pregnant.”

Steph was confused.

“At first, I didn’t envy the judgmental stares, the jokes, and the rumors about the baby’s father.” She continued. “But as you got bigger and bigger, I noticed that everybody cleared out of the way when you walked through the hallways. People would open your door, compliment you, and just do whatever you wanted.”

Now Stephanie was starting to get it.

“I used to think pregnancy was a huge burden to being a woman. But now I think it’s just the opposite. It’s like a superpower. You have the world at your fingertips.”

Steph couldn’t help but smile.

“So why are you here in Darren’s room then?”

“Well,” Karen began. “I want to get pregnant too.”

Stephanie’s eyebrows shot up, and she nearly fainted.

“B-by Darren?” she let out.

“Yeah… and he’s on board with it.”

Steph didn’t show it on the outside, but she was livid. Darren was HER CRUSH. How could her so-called “friend” do this to her?

“Well, who am I to stop you?” she replied, looking down at her belly, amazed at how far out it stretched.

“Look, I know you like Darren too. But you’re like 9 months pregnant, Stephanie. He’s a real man. He’s not going to want a girl who’s pregnant with someone else’s babies…”

Now, Steph was starting to show her frustration.

“That’s none of your fucking business. I think that’s for him to decide…”

Karen chuckled.

“You need to know your place, Stephanie. You’ve had your fun. Now it’s my turn to get a big Black-bred belly. Isn’t this what you wanted? For more white girls to get pregnant by Black men?”

Steph couldn’t even breathe. She was so fed up with her arrogant friend, but it was super hot. Her insides felt like a boiling pot of emotions about to burst through the lid.

“M-My place? I’ll tell you my place: Getting fucked by Darren while you run back home crying. He’s obsessed with me!” Barked the erupting pregnant girl.

“Um, no. How about you sit and watch, huh? You can finally see how a real woman pleases her man. You’ve been stuck with that dickless white boy for months now. What’s his name again?” asked Karen.

“Harold. His name is Harold.”

“Yeah, whatever,” Karen continued. “You and I both know he’s just here to support you and your soon-to-be family. I bet you haven’t fucked him in months, right?”

“That’s none of your business.”

Karen continued. “It doesn’t matter. My point is I’ll need to find a ‘Harold’ of my own after this. And I’ll need your help. And you’re going to help me, aren’t you?”

Steph was silent.

“You love emasculating weak men, don’t you, Stephanie?”

Again, she wouldn’t utter a word.

“You just get off on getting fucked by real men and making beta’s pay for it. Well, so do I. That’s why I’ve always liked you, Stephanie. And that’s why I’m going to let you watch me get fucked by your crush. You don’t mind sharing, do you?”

Stephanie shook her head and started touching herself.

“Good. And who knows, when you finally pop, maybe he’ll get you pregnant too.”

The heavily pregnant girl was practically gushing now. She couldn’t handle all of this dirty talk coming out of nowhere. She needed some dick, and she needed it now.

“Wow, someone changed her mind, didn’t she?” teased Karen, caressing her friend’s belly. “It’s probably not good to stay standing this long. How about you sit down,” she continued as she led her friend to a chair in the corner of Darren’s dorm room.

“You know, this chair is pretty small, and your belly is so big. I’d hate for you to fall out of it,” said Karen as she pulled out some rope from the closet.

Then she wrapped it around Steph’s legs, under her bump, back underneath her breasts, and finally around her shoulders. She could hear her pregnant friend’s breathing grow heavier with each loop.

“That should do it,” she said, giving the rope a tug.

Suddenly, Darren walked into the room.

Karen pounced on him before Stephanie could let out a peep.

The two started making out on top of his queen-size bed, and clothes started getting tossed throughout the room. Karen’s bra hit her poor pregnant friend right in the face.

Steph could see Darren’s massive dick pierce through his boxers. He was probably dripping with precum. She wanted it so bad.

His fingers were gently caressing his lover’s pussy while they swapped saliva. The sounds of their lips smacking echoed throughout the small dorm room, as did Stephanie’s panting. She had never done this before. She felt utterly helpless, which was equally arousing as it was terrifying.

Her pussy was dripping so much it was running down her thighs. Her body was shaking, practically begging for any kind of dick to fuck her silly.

Darren started sucking his girl’s tits while fingering her faster and faster. She started to moan louder and louder with each flick.

Every now and then, Karen would peek over at Stephanie, who could do nothing but sit helplessly watching her crush fuck another woman. But both parties seemed to enjoy it.

“HHhhhnnnnngg!” she let out as Darren went faster.

“Just fuck me already, baby,” she screamed, ripping off his boxers and grabbing his dick. She plopped it in her mouth but could only fit about half of it before gagging.

Stephanie saw her opportunity.

“Put it in my mouth, Darren!” She screamed, still tied up.

Darren ignored her and kept thrusting it into Karen’s mouth. But she couldn’t keep up and kept gagging. The length and girth were too much for her.

“I need your big Black cock…” continued Stephanie.

That was all he needed. He plopped it out of his girl’s mouth and strutted over to the tied-up pregnant girl. Then he teased her with it.

He kept waving his dick around, a foot away from Steph’s mouth, as she wiggled and shook the chair, desperate to touch his huge dick. It was even bigger than the guy who got her pregnant.

“Please, baby, I need it,” she practically cried. Tears were running down her eyes, leaving a trail of mascara.

Finally, he crept up close enough for her to wrap her soft pink lips around his Black veiny cock. She massaged the head with her tongue and used it to slowly inch her way down the shaft. In no time, her lips were pressing up against his stomach, his dick laying down her throat past her tonsils.

Then she swallowed as she moved her tongue back and forth, making him shake with pure pleasure.

“God damn white girl…” he exclaimed, trying not to bust.

She opened her eyes and glared at his own, peering down on her. She looked like a starving puppy begging for food.

Suddenly, Karen appeared out of nowhere. She got down on her knees, grabbed his dick, and yanked it out of Steph’s mouth and turned around. She started shaking her ass, begging for him to enter.

Darren grabbed her by the hips, ran his hand across her bare back, and started teasing her by rubbing his cock against her legs from behind. Karen leaned over, put her hands on the armrests of Stephanie’s chair, and started making out with her. Steph and Karen were smacking their lips as she let out a scream.

“AAAauughhh!!!”

Darren was only an inch inside her pussy, and she was about to faint. It was all so overwhelming for her. Her head rested on top of Stephanie’s pregnant belly, which served as a nice platform due to its sheer size. Karen started kissing it and let out another shriek as Darren went an inch deeper.

“Ooooooooohhh Aaaaaaahhhh!!!”

Then he started spanking her bare ass, causing her head to press against Steph’s massive pregnant breasts. She started sucking on her left tit as her man slowly worked his way deeper into her fertile pussy.

“Oh my god, Darren!”

Now he was ramming deep inside of her, making her head press against Steph’s boobs. Back and forth, back and forth. Her breathing got faster and heavier, her arms shaking like she was in an earthquake.

“Oh, oh, oh, get me pregnant, baby, get me pregnant right fucking now!” She shouted between pants.

That’s when he went even faster, causing her to practically scream.

Then he let out a sudden roar, shaking the room and quivering from the stimulation. He emptied his Black seed deep into her white pussy, and she couldn’t do anything but gasp for air and clutch the chair with all of her strength.

He gave her several more pumps, trying not to waste a drop, and even pushed her down so that gravity helped lead the semen to the egg.

“Oh Darren, oh Darren…”

Darren had his own eyes closed; it was so intense. But as soon as he opened, his eyes met Stephanie’s.

Without hesitating, he plopped his dick out of her pussy and put it back into Stephanie’s mouth.

He had saved a little bit for her and gave her a little squirt of his juice. Steph was so surprised she nearly gagged but swallowed his generous gift with a smile. Her eyes thanked him, and she gave his dick a kiss goodbye.

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