#Little Mama

[dixieandherbabies]

Dixie and her babies.

Having an excellent nap!

[iloveaustinelvisandmannymore]

Little mama 2

Part 1

Warning: Fluff, Angst, Unprotected sex, Breeding kink, Daddy kink, Praise, and Fingering, Degrading kink, Oral sex(fem receiving). Unplanned pregnancy, Mention of dark past, Infidelity, Almost getting caught, Abuse.

You awoke to kisses being placed on your neck to your shoulder. "Mornin' little one" a southern voice rang out of the otherwise silent bedroom. You giggled before turning around to face Elvis "Morning daddy" you respond smiling at the sight of him. The light shined bright out of the window, Illuminating the room.

"How'd ya sleep?" Elvis asked brushing a hair away from your face, an adoring smile on his. Oh, it felt like you slept on a huge soft cloud, it always does. After the first time you both had sex, you basically resided in his room. Of course, you still worked because you needed the money and didn't want to rise suspicion.

You had your room given to you by the hotel once you became Elvis's personal server. They wanted you to always be available.

"Just wonderful, heck I might like your bed more than you," you said playfully with a smirk. Elvis grasped dramatically "Well I can't have that can I?" Elvis said as he pushed you to lay on your back and kissed down your shoulder to the valley between your soft breasts, grabbing your left breast while suckling, and swirling his tongue on your right nipple.

"Oh!" You let out a gasp, entangling your fingers and tagging Elvis's ebony locks causing him to suck hard before switching to your other breast, his hips grinding against the silk bedsheets. He lets your nipple go with a 'pop' noise and traces kisses along your chest to your stomach to where you need him most. "Already, wet little mama?" Elvis teased a mischievous glint in those orbs you love so much.

He didn't give you time to reply before his mouth engulfed your swollen clitoris, swirling his tongue and flicking against it, his index finger playing with the entrance of your cunt in a teasing manner, with a harsh suck to your clit he plunges his finger inside, curling and uncurling against your sweet spot.

"Daddy." You whined, begging for him to let you cum. "Said it," Elvis commanded not once letting up on his attack on your poor pussy. "Please, oh please let me cum!" You wailed out, his fingers slammed into you one last time before he thrust them up as fast as he can, his palm rubbing against your clit as he did this.

"Cum, little mama," Elvis said in a soft voice, gaze locked upon your face, the knot finally snapped and you cummed on his fingers.

Elvis slipped his digits from you as you catch your breath, watching him suck his fingers clean of your slick, eyes looking into yours and a smirk on his face.

"What about now? Is the bed better than me?" Elvis jeered, "No." you giggled breathlessly. "Let's get up," Elvis said with a groan, getting out of bed, in his naked glory, you did the same after looking at his gorgeous body, and you both got dressed and went your separate ways with a sweet kiss on the lips. You still had other duties while Elvis worked, you were helping plan a menu for the new guests coming tonight.

You just finished helping around the kitchen when someone informed you, that Elvis wanted lunch, a burger, and some fries. You happily made just that and smiled all way to the dining room, it felt good to care for Elvis and to see his love for the food you made for him. He seems to be talking to someone, but you couldn't see who by the way they were sitting as you got close to see just who it was your world seemed to freeze and everything moved slowly, it was Priscilla, his wife, and the mother of little Lisa Marie. You gulp and looked down as you served him, guilt was all you could feel, she was so beautiful and seemed so nice, and you felt like such a home wrecker. Once you set his food down and hear his "Thank ya darling." you left the scene with haste, you avoided him for a few days after which he wasn't too happy about that, he showed up at your room on the 5th day, shoving himself into your hotel room/apartment when you opened the door, you could tell he was positively seething, a pregnant silence fall upon you, as you visually see him trying to calm himself down "What in god's name are you avoidin' me about." his voice held hidden rage "It's nothing." you replied looking away from him "Like hell!" he yelled walking you back against the wall by the door "Look," he took a deep breath before continuing "I care about ya...so much. Whatever I do tell me so I can fix it." his blue orbs looked into yours desperately "I feel guilty.." you trailed off "I feel like a homewrecker." you told him, he didn't reply but instead kissed you deeply like he wanted you to forget the world and it worked.

He wasted no time getting you both undressed and rubbing your clit raw until your pussy was soaking and impatiently he slowly entered your core, groaning out as your hot slick coated him. You both waited, panting from the burning white pleasure of just being connected. You let out a loud cry as he pulled out and slammed back in, your back hit the wall, one of your legs wrap around his waist, and his hand helped it stay up as he thrusted a harsh pace, though he didn't continue for long when a knock came out the door and a pretty voice called out"Hi? Umm, this is Priscilla and I was wondering if you knew where Elvis is? I heard you're his personal server?" you choked back a moan, looking to Elvis in horror once you felt him move again but at a much slower pace, a smug smirk on his face "I don't know, S-sorry!" you called back, biting your lip, feeling of his long cock rubbing along your gummy walls, his tip nudging your cervix and his little bits to your neck felt like bless "Okay, thank you." her footsteps faded away to what you assume to keep looking for her husband.

You yelped as Elvis manhandled you to the floor and pushed your legs onto his shoulders, and started hammering into you, his head was thrown back and breathless growls made him even more ravishing, the coil inside you was getting tighter and tighter, your body jerking from his erratic pounding. Your back arched, letting out a deafening scream as your cummed around your lover's dick, Elvis groaned as your walls clenched down onto him tightly, milking his cock of all it's worth. As guilty as you felt, you couldn't stop loving and fucking Elvis, and what is worst is that Priscilla decided to stay for a month with Lisa Marie, reminding you that you are a homewrecker and the past few days you had gotten sick, you would run to the bathroom, vomit your guts out and you were more tired more than not, you had a hunch, and god you hope you were wrong, you couldn't..not in the relationship you had with Elvis.

You took 3 pregnancy tests, you already had some in your room, just in case and you hoped you wouldn't have to use them any time soon but here you are. After an unbearable five minutes, you got your answer, you're pregnant. You..you couldn't stay, you refuse to stay in the relationship you had with Elvis or abort it. You started to pack, you need to leave now, it was quite a trip to get to the one person you could always count on. Growing up you didn't have the best of fathers, your father loved to beat you and your mother, until most death, one night he chose to finally set your mother free and you were next but you escaped while he was busy, your bags already packed and a ticket with money you earned you ran into the night. That's how you meet Sash Olean, her situation was not that different, she ran away from her abusive boyfriend to—be husband, and you were only fifteen. You both decided to live together, to support each other, you only had one other.

She lived downtown, in a safe neighborhood, bus drive there was two hours, but it was doable. The sun burns bright as you watch the clouds and scenery pass by, finally, you reached your destination, and thanking the bus driver you set off to your old home. The house was an off-white color with blue outlining the roof, flowers of each color went across the yard, and a white picket fence wrapped around the house, you unlocked the gate and walked to the door, nerves rolling in your stomach like a cat playing with yarn 'you can do this' you breathed in and just you as you where gonna knock on the door, it open showing a face you had seen in years and one you didn't want too.

"Why hello sunshine."

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[hannibalzero]

Please ask me about my fandoms!

Star wars

Red dead redemption

Biosbock

Seriously I need to get out of a rut! Maybe some asks would help?

[purple-mama]

*throws a bomb at you to turn you into a teenager for a day because you need anon magic dangflabit*

//she's gonna be 13 💅🏼

Pardon-

*poof*

... who are you?

[idontplayhockey]

"I could steal your man"

Girl, how about you steal yourself some real threats and shiver my timbers, little mama. I'll wait.

[focusgroupentertainment]

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[okidraw]

i wanted to show them the stars.

[daydreamerwonderkid]

Big bird protecting his baby bird :3

[protagaster]

[Seconds after Odysseus' and Penelope's loving embrace, having finally been reunited after almost 20 years]

Odysseus, panicking: Penelope! You’re bleeding!

Penelope, completely calm: Don’t worry love, it’s not my blood.

[o-kay-la]

Prune Cake Recipe Buttermilk, cooked dried plums, and chopped pecans are used to make this rich spice cake, which is then iced with a sweet buttermilk glaze. 1.5 cups white sugar, 2 cups all-purpose flour, 1/2 cup buttermilk, 1/2 cup margarine, 1/2 cup water, 1/2 teaspoon salt, 1 teaspoon baking soda, 1 teaspoon ground cinnamon, 2 tablespoons corn syrup such as Karo, 1 cup vegetable oil, 1 teaspoon vanilla extract, 1.5 cups chopped pecans, 1 teaspoon ground nutmeg, 1 tablespoon ground allspice, 1 cup pitted prunes, 2 eggs lightly beaten, 1 cup white sugar, 1 cup buttermilk

[dominadora-avernal]

Recipe for Prune Cake

Buttermilk, cooked dried plums, and chopped pecans are used to make this rich spice cake, which is then iced with a sweet buttermilk glaze.

[dixieandherbabies]

Dixie and her babies.

I’m waiting here for my pets. Pet me human!

[ponydoodles]

I like to think Pinkie gave her Webkinz ridiculously long names

[gameboyarts]

Prune Cake This rich spice cake is made with buttermilk, cooked dried plums, and chopped pecans, then topped with a sweet buttermilk icing.

[idontplayhockey]

I don't care who you are. I don't care what you look like. If I have any sort of relationship with you, imma call you Mama.

If I really like you, I'll call you Little Mama

[fisherrprince]

dummy trio let’s go ‼️‼️