Arghh! Fuck!

SHIMMA’S POV.

I was about falling asleep when I felt someone’s hand run through my back.

With my eyes wide in fear, I turned on the lamp, turning to see if it was Lucas. But it wasn’t. No one was there.

I shifted my gaze to Mr Mattias, He was fast asleep by my side. Seeing him, I felt a calm of relief washed over me. I must have been overeating. There was no way Lucas could come into this room when Mattias was with me.

I turned off the lamp, pulling towards Mattias as I cuddled him tightly. And with that, I drifted back to sleep.

LUCAS’S POV

I stood nude in front of the bathroom mirror, looking at my half hard pennis especially my ball that well hanging down between my legs due to its wetness from the shower.

I began to fiddle with my Cock that didn’t hesitate to to react by getting harder and dressing up. I began to feel even more horny as the thought of continuing burned my flesh.

First I began to slowly caress my thighs, my butt, my chest. All around me, however touching my Penis too.

“Fuck,”I whispered softly, feeling the pleasure build up as I made a small pressure movement onto the muscle between my balls and my ass. And slowly, I could feel the pleasure coming into my Cock which was starting to get hotter, harder and longer.

I closed my eyes and the only thing I could think of was Shimma. I felt a warm sensation run through my whole body, and all I wanted at that moment was her.

Slowly, I began to jerk my cock. My hand moving back and forth as I savored each and every second of pleasure until my cock grew very hard, like. A peice of rock.

“Fuck! yes!” I groaned again, this time louder as I imagined Shimma going down on her knees and taking my hardened cock into her warm mouth. I could imagine her take my hard and desperate cock down her throat until she could choke on it.

And with that, my urge grew deeper causing me to bite my bottom lip, throwing my head backward and working harder on my Member.

“Shimma!” I called out even louder, increasing my pace. I didn’t care—I didn’t care if anyone could hear me scream.

I could feel my Cock burning and hurting, it’s red veins growing even more visible. So I spat on the pink sensitive part of my Cock, and all the length of my cock without forgetting my big warm balls.

I began wanking again and I could feel my heart and soul dying of pleasure.

“Arghh! Fuck!” I groaned , my breathing becoming more heavy as I tried to contain the pleasure engulfing my veins.

I took a glance at my reflection in the mirror, scrutinizing each movement of my hand and then I began pumping even faster.

I closed my eyes again. This time visualizing my self taking Shimma from behind.

“Arghhh! Fuck! Yes!” She’s screaming, her moans filling the room and at the same time I could feel my culmination building.

So i reluctantly began stroking faster, and faster, and at the same time, my other hand found my balls, rubbing it and squeezing it tighter as I reached my climax even more.

I pressed my Cock against the top of my belly button. Watching my sperm shoot freely on my belly and down my thighs.

Immediately, I felt my whole body ache in exhaustion. I was completely weak. And all I needed right then was sleep.

SHIMMA’S POV

I woke up the next morning, and it was finally Saturday—my day with Mattias.

But when I turned over, I found the other side of my bed empty. He must be downstairs, I thought, remembering that Lucas had stayed over. They might be together.

I got up, washing my face and brushing my teeth before heading downstairs.

As I neared the living room, I could hear their voices before I saw them. Mattias sat with his laptop on his lap while Lucas scrolled through his phone, still in his nightwear—clearly not in a hurry to leave.

Just as I approached, Lucas was the first to notice me, followed quickly by Mattias. But Lucas’s gaze lingered on me, scanning from head to toe, and it reminded me of our encounter last night. What I needed most in that moment was for him to leave. He didn’t have to stay.

“Good morning, baby. I hope you slept well,” Mattias said, lifting his laptop off his lap and placing it on the chair before getting up to embrace me.

“Yes, baby, I did. I’m sure you did too?” I replied, wrapping my arms around his neck.

“I slept like a baby,” he said, planting a kiss on my forehead, then my lips, and trailing down to my neck.

As Mattias kissed me softly, I caught Lucas glaring—not at me, but at Mattias’s back, his eyes fierce and intense, as if he could murder Mattias right then.

Fear washed over me. Who was Lucas really? Why had he suddenly become so strange when he had been so nice to me at the office?

Mattias kissed my belly, sending a tingle through my insides. “And how is my baby doing?” he asked, kissing my belly again.

“Well, we’re quite okay,” I said, holding back a smile as I noticed a frown forming on Matt’s face.

“What do you mean, ‘quite okay’?” he asked, concern etching his features.

“We want ice cream and chocolate cake for breakfast,” I said, surprised by my own words. Was this what cravings felt like?

“Is that all, baby? I could bake you some cake right now. There’s ice cream in the fridge,” Mattias replied, and I heard Lucas add, “I could help too.” He got up, digging his hands into his pockets.

Mattias smiled at him before turning back to me. “Is that what you want, sweetie?” he asked again, and I nodded.

“Yes, for now, babe?” I said, and he leaned in to kiss my cheek.

“Just relax, honey. I’ll get you some fruit juice I made this morning while you wait for your delightful breakfast,” he teased, prompting giggles from all of us, including Lucas.

Gosh, I loved him so much. The way he could drop everything to do what I wanted—without even asking questions—was… I don’t know… perfect.

I also wished my father were here. I wished he could see how wonderful Mattias was, how good a husband he was becoming. I wanted him to experience me becoming a mom in a few months and to witness him becoming a grandfather. I wished he were still alive to give me advice about marriage and parenting because he had been the most amazing father to me and the perfect husband to my mother.

Speaking of my mom, I needed to call her. I wanted to know how she was doing. I hoped she was okay, that she wasn’t crying anymore, and that she was making new friends and enjoying her experience.

I wished she would find a way to move on from the pain. I was trying to do the same.

As Mattias and Lucas disappeared into the kitchen, I waited patiently. Then my stomach growled, and in that moment, I realized I wanted something else-- Something entirely different.