Life has quickly found a way to turn what was once fantastical into routine.
After your marriage to Kronii and the subsequent honeymoon, the two of you have eased into the typical newlywed domestic life.
You got to work, she 'tries' to wake up early to make breakfast. You come back from work, you play the occasional Smash match on the Switch and you go to sleep.
Routine
Safe
Boring
She wasn't going to have any of that.
It was Friday night after a particularly hectic work day, you wanted to directly go to bed and Kronii acquiesced and followed.
You didn't expect her to push you onto the bed and then suddenly straddle you, rapidly taking off her maternity dress and throwing it over to the side of the bed.
"Kronii?" she ignores you as she hungrily unbuckles your pants, and pulls down them underwear and all.
"Anon, I'm been reading some stuff online."
That wasn't good coming from her.
She looks so sexy on top of you, her crotch barely coffered by her panties while her ballooning tits sagged off her chest.
She's horny but also nervous, she doesn't want to fuck this up.
She holds her limp but quickly hardening dick in her hand. You expected a handjob or blowjob, you didn't expect her to squeeze open your urethra with her tongue and inserting it's tip in.
You gasp out, taken back by this. What sort of messed up internet shit did she read up on? You're confident this autist had no idea if this information was even verifiable.
Why did this feel nice? Was it the placebo effect from the knowledge your anxious wife wanted to please you to the point she was willing to study Buzzfeed tier sex advice?
Thankfully for you she stops, filling up her mouth with her tortured dick and sucking it in. A standard blowjob.
Except for the feeling of her teeth trying to mash on your shaft.
Jesus you needed to have this woman put under parental controls at this rate.
You still end up cumming, you were a dirty masochist after all. The mixed experience of pleasurable suction and painful grinding made you shoot strings of cum into her salivating mouth.
She clamps her mouth with her hands, trying to swallow your load like the dutiful wife she was.
You thought that would be the end of it.
You were wrong.
She pressed her hand on your stomach, using you as leverage to lift her heavy ass up, her glistening and wet pussy hovering over your erect dick like a UFO.
Kronii exhaled heavily, the additional weight of your developing child ruined her already abysmal sexual stamina.
She really wants to please you.
She drops down, your standing stick easily sliding in. Her hole was perfectly made for you.
"Ahhhhh~" Kronii groaned out in exasperated, fighting through both exhaustion and the bliss of your dick spearing her insides.
Your hands, guided by your lower brain functions, mindlessly grab for her lactating breast. She was squirting out high pressure streams of milk directly into your face, some of it getting into your nostrils and mouth.
You squeezed them more, eliciting more high pitched moans from your pregnant wife. She responds by humping you, heaving forward with every power her pelvic muscles could muster.
You can feel your lower muscles tighten, she was riding you raw, it felt sublime.
Kronii was putting everything into her thrusts, normally you were the initiator in your sexual encounters, so this was a pleasant change in pace.
You've cummed several times, experiencing several orgasms as Kronii continued riding you, pushing in and back with her pelvis to ensure maximum pleasure.
She's clearly about to pass out, she was biting down on her lips so hard that they were bleeding. Kronii orgasmed even harder than you, but STILL she refused to rest.
You had to intervene.
You grab her by the shoulders and pull her down, wrapping her around your arms.
You can feel her tortured heart beating out. She was breathing so hard she was on the verge of hyperventilation.
"Stop being such a tryhard..." you breath out into her ears.
Kronii remains quiet, turning her face so your eyes could meet.
She was crying.
You smile.
"Don't worry, I know you're worried things might get boring. We're gonna have a kid soon, that'll be enough excitement," you wipe away her tears with your thumb, cradling her head.
She smiles in your embrace, her fears and anxieties placated.
She allows herself to pass out.
This was unfair.
Now it's your turn to not be able to sleep.