Cele/ss/tia Part 2

>He was exponentially larger than anyone she’d ever been with, even her own ex-husband.
>He always liked to boast he had a big cock, but his was a toothpick compared to the middle-schooler stuffing her.
>His cock kept pushing forward, inch by inch, never seeming to end.
>Celestia took deep breaths, trying to relax her pelvic muscles to lessen the pain, but no matter what she did, he was just too large.
>She bit her lip to hold back her whining. She didn’t want Norman to get discouraged.
>Norman, on the other hand, was simply trying to keep standing. His knees were shaking violently, the new sensation almost too much for him.


>Her walls contracted, as if they were pulling him deeper inside, practically lifting him off his feet from the force.
>Then, Norman stopped. Not because he wanted to, but because he couldn’t go any deeper.
>He’d hit some kind of wall, with still an inch of his cock left outside her walls.
>The rest of his shaft felt so good inside her, and he started to feel a little greedy. He wanted the last inch to feel the same embrace too.
>”Maybe she’s just too tight,” he thought, “Might take a little force…”
>Norman grabbed her by the hips and slowly pulled back his length.
>Celestia gripped the edge of the desk, moaning loudly as his cock dragged back against her walls.
>It was unlike anything she’d ever experienced, like he was scraping her insides with the ridge of his head.
>She was surprised how wet she’d gotten. Even when he had to push with all his strength to get inside, sliding back out was almost effortless.
“Alright...let’s see if I can get it all this time,” Norman sighed.
>He bent low and gave a good, hard thrust. In one motion, his entire length went inside, but he still smacked right against a wall.
>Suddenly, Celestia reared up and let out a pained moan. Norman panicked and leaned down to her ear.
>”O-Oh my gosh...Principal Celestia! D-Did I hurt…”
“Stop...talking…”
>Norman bit his tongue. It wasn’t the reaction he was expecting. Her face had twisted into an angry smile, and her golden eyes stared right through him.
“Do that again...I dare you...” Celestia purred with a smile painted with gritted teeth.
>He hesitated for a moment, but took the hint. He grabbed her ass and slammed his hips down again.
>Celestia yelped again, although this time, with a clear sense of pleasure.
“Oh fuck yes...I needed this...Go on, fuck me, Norman...use this tight little slut with your big, fat cock!”
>Norman blinked; it was like she was a completely different woman. This wasn’t the Celestia he knew.
>He repeated the hard thrust, and again, and again, and again. He soon developed a quick rhythm, as if he was bouncing on her ass over and over again.
>Celestia didn’t speak, not able to get much out besides grunts and moans.
>Norman had grown so much, going from a clueless, timid boy to the strong, dominant man Celestia had spent years looking for.
>She never would have thought that she’d be bent over her own desk, being pounded by a jackhammer attached to someone who’d only just gotten through algebra.
>But she was loving every second. The pain of his cock jamming against her womb had morphed into a powerful ecstasy.
>Celestia’s nails dug into the hard wood of the desk, and although she tried to bite her tongue to keep the moans back, it was like trying to stop a river.
>Norman was just as lost, his entire shaft burning with the sensation of her insides.
>He’d never felt anything like it; a surge of energy washed over his cock a wave, rippling from tip to base and back again with every thrust.
>Every time they smacked their hips together, his moans got louder and louder.
>Suddenly, a pit formed in his stomach. It was like all of his nerves were bundled into one place, and the charge was building.
>The pit began to move, down his body and slowly crawling up his shaft. Norman started to panic.
“C-Celly! Wh-What’s going on...I feel funny…”
>”That’s good, Norman...just keep going…”
“B-But it feels like I have to---aaaaah~!”
>”G-Grab my arms, Norman!”
>Celestia held her arms behind her, and Norman didn’t hesitate.
>His thrusts had gotten erratic and rapid, with a surprising amount of force for his tiny frame.
>Holding onto her arms was giving him even more leverage, and he could fuck her even harder now.
>Celestia moaned louder than she ever had. This was her favorite position; pounded from behind with the man holding her by the arms like a fuckdoll.
>Now she couldn’t support herself on the desk with her hands; she was helpless, suspended in Norman’s grasp while he enjoyed her.
>Before she’d even realized it, Celestia reached her end. The last position was too much for her to handle.
>She squealed through gritted teeth as her stomach tightened and her legs trembled.
>A wet spot on the desk pooled up under her slit, and there was no doubt Norman noticed.
>He noticed, for sure. Norman winced when she was suddenly twice as tight.
>His thrusting slowed to a crawl. Her walls almost seemed to hold him in, not letting him go.
>With the constant warmth and tightness of her insides surrounding his cock, there was nowhere left to run.
>In one smooth motion, his dick pulsed and shot a thick strand of cum from his tip.

>His climax surged from deep within his body, launching in hearty jets that splashed against Celestia’s flesh.
>They streaked across her walls and pooled around her cervix. Celestia, having used all of her energy in her own orgasm, lied on the desk and panted while Norman filled her up.
>Norman’s mind was in a state of panic; he didn’t know what was happening, but it seemed rude.
>And yet, at the same time, the quiet voice in his head told him to hold it there, and let himself drain into the woman.
>The last few pulses managed to get a couple more drops of his load inside her before giving out.
>He felt empty, as if he’d shot out all of insides at once. His knees, which for so long had managed to hold him up, just weren’t enough anymore.
>With a resounding flop, Norman sprawled across Celestia’s back, his cock slowly going limp inside her.
>He wasn’t asleep, but he was very tired. Celestia leaned over her shoulder.
“Little tiring feeling good, huh?” she smiled.
>Norman smiled back, gratified that she had the same tired expression on her own face.
>Norman shifted his weight and felt his cock slide along his own seed. Suddenly, his eyes went wide in terror.
>”P-Principal Celestia! I-I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to---”
“Shhhhhhh, Norman,” she smiled, “You remember what happens now from the assembly, right?”
>Norman nodded with a bit of a worried look. It faded as soon as he looked at her golden eyes.
“I might get pregnant...what’ll you do then? You can’t just leave me after giving me your first child…”
>”N-No! I won’t! I’ll stay with you!”
“You will?” Celestia smirked.
>His morals got the better of him.
>”Yes, Celly! I promise I’ll stay here if you get pregnant!”
>Before Celestia could react, she felt something grip her palm. She followed it back to see Norman clutching her hand.
>It was like two wires meeting together; a charge shot up each other’s arms.
>For a second Celestia was speechless, but was able to pull herself out of it.
“Well,” she cleared her throat, “You will stay? I have so much more to teach you too…”
>Norman was already convinced, but having more lessons with Celestia...he just couldn’t pass that up.
>”Yes, I will.”
>Celestia smiled. A real, genuine smile she hadn’t had in years.
“Come home with me, Norman. Stay with me for the night.”
>”But, what about my parents?”
“Don’t you worry about that,” she smirked, “I have my ways.”
>She curled her arms around him and pulled him into her chest.
>Norman felt the warmth of her bosom envelop him, as if it could melt away all his doubts.
>She was, as odd as it was for him to admit, like a mother to him.
>He felt safe nestled in her chest, like a baby bird in its mother’s wing. He managed to crack a smile and looked up at her.
>Celestia looked down at him, matching his smile.
“You still haven’t answered me, Normie,” she cooed.
>”Yes, Celly,” he replied, “I’ll stay the night with you.”
>She locked him in an even tighter embrace. She’d had a hunch, a sort of intuition, that he was that man who’d fill the void in her heart.
>Something clicked the moment he smiled back at her, like tumblers falling into place.
>The lock on her heart that plagued her for years finally had a key.
>Of all the places she’d hoped to find it, she never thought it would be right under her nose the whole time.
>She watched Norman slip quietly into sleep, tuckered out from his latest union.
>Watching his chest rise and fall pulled her further into a trance, and before she knew it, her eyelids started to feel heavy.
>Just as her head hit the pillow, she noticed something.
>It was quiet.

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>Celestia hadn't heard that voice in months. Every day's been like a comforting silence, where her thoughts were finally hers.
>Deep down, she knew that her relationship was wrong, but it made her feel so wonderful that she just couldn't see it that way.
>She was blinded by love in every sense of the word, and she soon couldn't go a day without seeing him.
>Their "private piano lessons" were becoming more and more frequent, up to 5 times a week at their peak.
>His parents expressed their concerns over him being at her house so often, but she assured them that he actually was learning piano.
>She was so determined to make it convincing that she would often make Norman practice his fingering before spending the night together for some extra "fingering" practice.
>Just as Norman's body was changing, so was Celestia's.
>She'd first realized about a couple weeks after that first time in the office that something was off about her.
>She couldn't sit at her desk without feeling queasy, and she had a sudden urge to eat a whole pack of Oreos before lunch.
>Worried, she went to the pharmacy and bought a back of pregnancy sticks. She went home and checked, double-checked, and triple-checked, but the results all came back the same.
>She was pregnant---pregnant with Norman's child.
>Her first reaction was the same as any fresh mother: panic. She thought of all the times they'd done it in the past week, and tried to think of which time it happened.
>But she couldn't figure it out. She'd gone raw with him and begged him to cum inside her so many times that it was impossible to narrow it down.
>She headed to the clinic to get a maternity doctor, and hoped that he would have some more answers.
>Celestia had never actually been pregnant before, even when she and her husband had tried for years.
>She always thought she was just infertile, that she would never have kids. Hell, that was why she became a principal, to watch over the kids that she couldn't have.
>The doctor, however, confirmed her fears. She was indeed pregnant, and the tests showed that the child must have been conceived a couple weeks prior.
>There was only one time that could have been; that first time in the office.
>Celestia's mind was in a whirlwind, not sure what to think.
>At first, she was surprised Norman was able to do it. He was so young, so fresh out of puberty, that he'd probably just made his first sperm that morning before his visit.
>She was, however, relieved, excited even, to be carrying Norman's child, and overjoyed that he'd given her what she always wanted but could never have.
>But at the same time, she was mortified. She wasn't just pregnant, she was pregnant with a minor. If word got out about the father, Celestia's career would be in shambles.
>So she came up with the lie about an old flame she'd reunited with. No one dared probe Celestia for more information, so they didn't bother.
>She also acted incredibly sensitively about her pregnancy, snapping at just passing comments. She did this to instill a sort of fear, dissuading people from asking about it.
>The hardest part was telling Norman. After a particularly rough night in bed and a nice filling for Celestia, Norman lied next to her on her bed as usual, staring into his principal's eyes.
>Just before he went to sleep, Celestia sprung the news on him. She tossed up the covers, revealing her bare stomach to him.
>He'd seen her stomach a thousand times at this point, and he noticed there was something different.
>Her smooth abs had lost what little definition they had, as if the tiniest bit of fat had settled there.
>When Celestia enlightened him on what was really happening to her, Norman felt his own stomach twist.
>He'd never actually thought about the mechanics of pregnancy before, he figured it sort of just "happened".
>But realizing that the child growing inside her was no doubt his own, spawned from some sticky fluid that usually ended up in one of his socks, was almost too much for him to take in at once.
>What mortified him more was what he'd just done, namely given Celestia another dose of his cum. He panicked, thinking of the baby, but Celestia was quick to stop him.
"Calm down, Norman," she said, her hand on his shoulder, "The baby's completely safe. Even with your size, you won't be able to touch him."
>"But, what about..."
"Me getting pregnant again? Not gonna happen, dear."
>She pulled him in for a deep hug, pressing his faces against her breasts again. He always seemed to listen better like this, for some reason.
"Listen, Norman, I've got all this worked out. I don't want you to worry about anything other than helping me, okay Norman?"
>"How would I help you?"
"A pregnant woman has a lot of hormones running through her, Norman, " she dropped her voice like a teacher, "It's some old evolution thing, but all you and I need to know is that for the next few months, I'm going to be very, VERY horny. I'm going to be begging and pleading for your cock almost every night, and you have to be there to provide for my needs, especially this one."
>She motioned towards her crotch, which was still oozing with fresh seed from a few moments ago.
"Being a father is going to be a lot of work, but being a lover will be doubly so. We've got this far Norman; I'm not going to let it slip away from us."
>"But what about the school?! Won't they all see you're pregnant! What if they find out?!"
"They won't find out, Norman, I promise. I've already covered my tracks. I told them I have a Navy husband, and when I start to show, I'll say he deployed and left me with this baby in my belly. They'll be too concerned with me to question my husband, Norman. As long as you keep your head down and be a good boy, they'll never suspect it's you. Promise me that, Norman."
>"I will," Norman nodded. Celestia pulled him in for a cuddle, smothering his entire right side with her warm flesh.
>In their warm embrace, Celestia was at peace. She could stay like this with him for hours and hours, never letting go of him.
>She noticed, however, that the feeling didn't seem to mutual. His gaze didn't blinger on her like it always did.
"Something bothering you, dear?"
>"Nothing, Celly," he lied. She could see right through him.
"Don't lie to me, Norman," she said to him as if he were a student in detention, "Something's wrong, I can see it in your eyes."
>"I'm just...thinking about being a dad, I guess. I didn't think it would happen to me when I was still a kid, and especially with a woman as beautiful as you."
>Her heart made the smallest jump when he said the last bit of his sentence. He wasn't just gifted physically, but he had a silver tongue.
>She ran a hand across his cheek.
"You're not a kid anymore, Norman," she smiled, "You're a man."
>"What do you mean?"
"Do I even need to say it?" she chuckled, pointing at her stomach.
>Norman's face went red again.
"Only a man like you could make me so crazy in love, Norman. You shouldn't be ashamed of it."
>"I guess so..."
"Just think, who else in the school gets to sleep with their principal? Who else loves her as much as you do? And who else was the one who gave her a kid?"
>She watched his reactions carefully, and noticed how much he blushed whenever he mentioned his child.
>"N-Nobody..."
"That's right! I love you, Norman, no matter how weird it may seem. We were meant to be together."
>"Yeah, you're right. I love you too---"
>He didn't get to say her name before she locked her lips around hers.
>The embrace went on for who knows how long; it was all a blur of flesh touching flesh and tongues locked in a dance.
>The kiss finally ended when Celestia felt something prodding against her stomach.
>She looked down, and to her delight, Norman was hard again. His thick cock poked just above her belly button, as if it knew what it had done.
"Hard again, Norman?"
>Norman was still too shy to admit it to himself, and could only nod with a face as red as a tomato.
>Without breaking eye contact, Celestia reached a hand beneath the covers and pulled on his shaft with a steady rhythm.
"So hard already...did talking about the baby get you like this, Norman?"
>"N-No!" he said between moans.
>Celestia could tell he was lying; his cock betrayed him, swelling at the mere mention of her pregnancy.
"No need to be ashamed, Norman...it's only natural..."
>Norman couldn't reply at this point, his objections coming out as strained moans.
>Celestia let go of his shaft and climbed on top of him, crawling like a lynx all the way up until she was face to face with him.
>She nibbled on his ear, enjoying the way he shuddered underneath her.
"Ready for round two, Norman?" she whispered an inch above his ear, "Maybe you'll give me twins.”
>With a nod, Norman held onto her hips as she eased herself down.
>Their breaths mingled together in the shrinking space between them.
>Their flesh, sweaty and hot with their passion, stuck together, fusing the two halves into one being.
>A single kiss sealed the bond between their bodies, and sparked the flame in Celestia’s heart.
>She’d felt the heat in her chest before, but it was always quickly stifled.
>Norman, however, was different, and she was sure this time that the fire would never go out.