Book 9 1/2 Weeks Novels & Stories

Kade let out a dark, mocking laugh. "Parish is on a trip, Jamie. She won't be back until Monday. That’s five days. Five days where you belong to us. You better be prepared to be bred by all three of our Daddy cocks daily until you can't even stand up." I cried out like the shameless twink I was as Brian began finger-fucking me with a brutal speed. I was hovering on the edge of a forced orgasm, my body shaking, my mind completely gone. Just as I was about to blow, Brian pulled his fingers out and replaced them with his huge, thick cock.

he said. « Are you serious? All these, this must be a book. It will take a while. » « Then can I count on you? » « It seems like I don’t have a choice. When do you want it? » « In a week. » « That’s too short, I’ll manage but don’t blame me if it’s not ready for a week. » He nodded and after chatting with the other people present, I headed back home. « Don’t worry about anything. »

She gives me a kind smile and sets my thick file down in front of her as she begins to explain the conditions of my parole. Back on the T, I follow my PO’s directions written down on a Post-it note. She’s sending me to a dank bookstore in a small town about twenty minutes from Brockton in search of a specific book about the twelve-step program that I’ll need for my mandatory weekly meetings. I’ve gone through all of this shit before, and it never seemed to stick. There’s no use thinking this time will be any fucking different. I spot the flickering “OPEN” sign hanging above the door to the bookstore, swaying in the heavy wind that whips the cold rain against my body, making me break out with

Its title is The Portion. "This is a beginner's book. This beautiful organization is filled with knowledge, peace, and power but has rules. Many of us shared the same heart when we first entered those doors. And most of us have been vindicated, but we were steadfast and loyal to the cause." It would be best if you were done reading it within a week. So after you've read it, return to a meeting, and then we'll go from there." I agree, thank her, and then head home.

“Yes, I am.” I crawled into our giant four-poster bed and closed my eyes. “I really wanted to celebrate,” I told him. He crawled up next to me, his hand resting on my belly. “How far are you?” “Nine weeks the doctor says.” “Nine weeks. That only gives us thirty-one weeks to prepare.” “We’ve got plenty of time,” I told him. “Now, I’m suddenly feeling energized. We better take advantage of every minute we have alone. I have a feeling the next twenty years or so are going to be very wild.”

“Well, I can see why you wanted to enlist my and Lisa’s help. Off the top of my head, especially if you make sure that there’s a nanny who knows the twins and the twins know her, I don’t think there should be any problem with us watching them for you. But I’d have to check with Lisa first. How long did you wanna go for?” “One or two weeks, no more than that. Maybe like nine days. That way, we won’t eat up too much time flying to and from our destination and end up with no time to enjoy ourselves while we’re there. If we have to take a full day to travel on either side, we’ll still have a week to relax.” Randy nodded slowly. “I don’t know that I like the idea of two weeks, but I think we can

9 months later. . . T.B.C. So how was the honey moon section?? What do you think is gonna happen 9 month later??

Am I really doing this? Chewing my pizza, I open the book to the first week. Given that I'm past that stage, I merely scan the words instead of reading it thoroughly. In my experience I felt the same the first week, but the further I get into the book, the more I realise that I'm around four weeks now. Meaning I'm half way, and I caught on pregnant during the week I left for Africa. I really shouldn't be surprised, we had a LOT of sex. "Can you imagine if we were pregnant for nine months?" I ask Lori, staring at my book with a frown as I read the fifth week.