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Sweet Dreams	By : EvaBrick Category: Comics > Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Views: 2575 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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- 1-Sweet Dreams
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Charlie sat in her usual spot in the middle of the turtles’ couch. It had been raining for a week and her clothes had gotten soaked in the sewer on the walk down. Don had stuck her clothes in the dryer and had brought Charlie a fuzzy bathrobe to wear. He sat down next to her and wrapped his arms around her and his hand drifted down and slipped inside her bathrobe to cover her tummy. It was getting rounder every day. He stroked the small bump gently... his baby...
Leonardo leaned over the back of the couch and passed Charlie a cup of hot tea. “I know you don’t like tea,” he said, “but it’s in Splinter’s home remedy book as a traditional relaxant for pregnant women.” She raised a skeptical eyebrow at the cup. She hated tea. “There’s honey in it,” Leo said, trying to sell her on the idea. She sighed and took the cup.
“Thanks, Leo,” she said. He moved away from her quickly, which she thought was a bit weird. The turtles had all been keeping away from her... except for Don.
Mike turned up a minute later with a little footstool and a cushion. He bent down, picked her feet with one hand and set the cushion and stool under them before backing away. “I read last night that you should keep your feet elevated,” he said. He sat on the other couch instead of next to her like he usually did. The turtles had brought home all kinds of baby books from the store and had been studying them like there was an exam coming.
Charlie looked at them all. “Why is everyone avoiding me?” she asked. She looked at Don. He looked half-stoned and he was smelling her hair. “Oh good grief!” she gasped. “What do I smell like?”
Leonardo blushed and Mike snickered. Raphael came in from the kitchen and sat in the chair on the other side of the room. “Your hormones are in overdrive,” he said, bluntly. “There’s a cloud of scent behind ya wherever ya go. Ya smell amazing and to us, the smell is so sexually gratifying that we feel like we’re grabbing yer boobs or something just by inhaling it.”
“I see,” Charlie said. Raphael was so painfully direct. Leonardo looked like he wanted the floor to swallow him up and Mike was blushing.
“There’s more,” Raphael said. The microwave dinged and he went to get his popcorn.
“Don’t tell her that, man,” Mike groaned.
“Don’t tell me what?” Charlie asked. “Would you rather I just didn’t come here for a while? Don can visit me at my place.”
“Well, no, we want you to stay,” Leo said, carefully. “And not just because we like the smell, as ashamed as I am to admit it. We’d miss you.”
“What was Raphael going to tell me?” Charlie asked, still looking worried.
Mike cleared his throat. “Uh... well... we’ve been um... kinda dreaming about you...”
“Sex dreams,” Raphael said, emerging from the kitchen. “Graphic sex dreams. Our whole place smells like ya.” He passed her the popcorn as casually as if he’d been talking about the weather.
“I see...” Charlie said, flustered. “I think I’ll go as soon as my clothes are dry, guys. I don’t want to make you uncomfortable in your own home.”
“No!” they all said together.
“We like it,” Don said. “Stay with us.” His hand slipped down lower and a thick finger traced along the slit between her legs. Charlie jumped in shock.
“Donnie! What are you doing?!” she gasped.
“Relax, babe,” Raphael said. “We just want ta smell ya a little. Let us rub yer muscles and be near ya.” He knelt down on the floor beside her and started rubbing her foot.
Charlie looked at Don, frantically. What was happening? “Just relax and let us make you feel good,” he whispered, nuzzling her until she leaned her had back into the crook of his arm so he could kiss her. His hand went back between her legs and he stroked her again.
Mike sat down next to her on the couch like he usually did and started kissing up the side of her neck. Leo knelt on the floor opposite Raphael and started rubbing her other foot. Charlie groaned into Don’s mouth as they worked the day’s tension from her body. Raph and Leo worked together, moving up her calves with that gentle touch. They gently spread her legs apart and suddenly Don’s fingers were able to reach the little bump that made her squirm.
Leo started kissing the inside of her thighs as Raphael rubbed a rough finger gently over her opening, making her moan. Don’s hand moved up to massage her breasts. Mike’s mouth worked it’s way down her chest as he pushed the robe apart, then he sucked one of her nipples sharply into his mouth.
Raphael pulled his thick finger out of her wet pussy so that Leo could go down on her. “You take her first, when she’s ready, Mike,” Raph said. He let his dick drop down and started stroking himself.
Don lifted his mouth away from hers and she looked at the red turtle. “You want to taste that, baby?” Donnie whispered to his girlfriend. She bit her lip nervously. Was this really happening? “It’s okay,” he assured her. “I still love you, honey. Raph won’t hurt you. I know he’s a big scary guy, but he’ll be so gentle with you, right Raph?”
Raphael nodded. “Always, babe.” Charlie nodded her consent and Raph hopped up and straddled the back of the couch so that he rubbed gently against her cheeks. Charlie licked the drop of precum from the weeping head before swirling her tongue around it. He was a big boy.
Between her legs, Leonardo moaned. He’d let himself drop down, too, as he licked every salty drop from her. She was soaked.
“Will you let Mike take you?” Don whispered, still swirling his big finger around her clit. “He’s big, but he’ll go slow and if it feels too uncomfortable for your tummy, he’ll stop.”
“You’re nice and wet,” Mike encouraged. “It won’t hurt.” He took her hand in his. “Just squeeze my fingers and I’ll pull out, okay?”
“Okay,” Charlie said, gripping his fingers before turning back to Raph to take his head into her mouth. Her other hand drifted to Don’s plastron and down to his crotch. His large, calloused hand stopped her before she could touch him and he brought her fingers to his mouth to kiss. Charlie gasped as Mike’s thick head penetrated her wet lips. He rocked back and forth, very gently, slipping slowly deeper inside her.
Charlie sat bolt upright in bed, breathing hard. Her eyes adjusted to Donatello’s dark room and breathed a sigh of relief.
“You okay?” Donatello mumbled. His hand drifted over her stomach and she curled back into his arms.
“Yeah,” she said. “My hormones are giving me funny dreams again.”
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