Enceinte の小説・ストーリー

He slowly nodded. "Ahh" that's all I said. "But im not her first" I stopped eating when he said that. "Huh?" I was about to ask him. "Someone already have her in her age of 17" "17?" I swallowed what he said. "Yeah 16 in your age" I just found out that once a woman is pregnant, the baby inside your stomach is 1 year old, so the number of their months is 100th days, just like the relationship when you reach 100th days it means you won't be separated anymore and you will be strong with each other. They celebrate every 100th day anniversary of their relationship. They also believe in their ancestors as much as the Filipinos.

Cat screamed his name and passed out. Coming to as Eric turned the shower on, she was in his arms. “I fainted?” Cat said, stunned. Eric turned and grinned at her. “It happens sometimes during intense intercourse.” “Really! It hasn’t happened before.” Pushing the hair from her face “It could have something to do with you being pregnant. Your breasts are ultra-sensitive at the moment.” He moved them both under the spray of the shower. Eric made sure her hair would not get wet. Cat worried her bottom lip. “But you didn’t ....” looking at his still hard erection, her body was boneless, but she still wanted him inside her. His balls tightened as she looked at him. Moisture slipped from the head o

the Dj suddenly changed the beat to slow and tense music. I don't know if it is the music or not but I can see the sudden change in his expression. it shifts from a goofy one to a serious one. It looks more intense than it has ever been. he begins to stare down at me and I wonder why the change in demeanour. I don't know why but I begin to feel butterflies in my stomach. I don't know why I suddenly begin to notice how attractive he is. not that I didn't notice earlier but his lips begin to look sexier as he stares down at me.

Xavier:What My Baby is thinking? Elena: Yahi ki why it has to be Nine months for the baby to come..Five or ten days hotha toh kitna acha lagta..But dekho we have to wait for Nine months.. Xavier:It's not Nine months baby..It's 8 Months and 5 days we have to wait..But baat toh tum sahi Kah rahi ho.. I just can't hold this excitement anymore..Whined..Leaned towards her stomach and kissed her tummy with all his love..

However he was a little shocked seeing Celine carry a little baby boy in her arms which was no other than six months old. She had a baby now, the little fella rested his head on Celine's shoulder. They both stood staring at each other continuously, no one saying anything. “ darling what are you doing standing at the door ” Caleb voice suddenly rang snapping both of them back to reality. “ Frederick ” Caleb said as he came and stood beside Celine holding her at her waist. “ hey ” Frederick said “ can I come in ” . Caleb hesitated for a while when Celine used her shoulder to hit him gently “ come in ” he said moving aside for Frederick to enter the house.

"Number of kids." "Four," I replied. "Three." "Age" She said then chewed on her meat pie. "Thirty four." "Twenty six." "Now, I can proudly say that I am old enough to give birth to you," I said, laughing. She also laughed, "Crazy. Did you start producing semen at eight? " "Who knows? " I shrugged. "Relationship." "Single. " "Single." We said at the same time and I smiled convinced that I was doing something right since her status changed from the last time we neared the relationship discussion.

"B-baby?" "Yes. Mrs. Regina is pregnant. Seven weeks."

I think I had offended her somehow. "Hello, I'm John Travo," he said, pointing to his wife. "And my lovely wife, Mary." Mary looked me up and down, her smile condescending.“Hello.” I beckoned to both of them. Mary lifted her nose, “How old are you?” Mary asked me bluntly. I smiled, feeling my cheeks heat up. “I’m twenty-nine,” I replied. Mary grew a large smile, “Ahh… Twenty-nine and no children? Afraid to lose that figure, are we?” She looked me up and down, “Not much to lose- probably help us grow a little.” She gestured at her chest and hips. Well. Mary sure didn’t care for me.

she retorted, sticking out her tongue. "What- I am not gay, you-" he paused as though he just realized she was teasing him. From his position, he neared Maria, pushing himself toward her till he was no farther than an inch from her. Maria was glued to the chair, scared to move or even breathe, anything she did ended with the inhalation of his entire scent, it filled her nose springing up unholy sensations from the right places, there was no pretending the tension wasn't there for them both.