by Bessie Hucow
"You like that, don't you? You like my pregnant woman cream?" She was smiling and brought more up to my nose. At that moment I knew that I would do whatever she wanted me to. I was hers.
I ran my hands all over her large, pregnant belly. For some reason just knowing that I was responsible for it made me hornier than I'd ever been before.
"Let's get you out of your shorts," she said, biding me to stand before her as she yanked them down unceremoniously. She giggled again.
"What?"
"I just can't get over how big you are, Johnny," she said, looking me straight in the eyes. "Any woman would give their right ovary to handle that. You should be proud of it."
I blushed and she began slowly stroking my cock with her other hand on my balls. God, it felt so good. Ever since I'd knocked her up, I'd suddenly had plenty of opportunities to take other women, but I declined them all. I only wanted this long, brown-haired, blue-eyed goddess. I couldn't imagine myself with anyone else.
Slowly and methodically, she flipped her hair from her eyes and descended upon my turgid man-hood all while maintaining eye contact with me. Her fiery lips scorched my shaft and I let out a loud, uncontrolled groan as I watched my life flash before my eyes.
That was when we heard the door slam open.
"Donna? You in there?" Oh shit, it was her husband. I'd forgotten to tell her. Fuck.
She looked up at me with questioning eyes. 'I forgot!" I mouthed to her. 'Your husband wants to talk to you.' She nodded and let my suddenly wilting cock slip from her mouth. I thought she was going to dress and meet him outside, leaving me to slip out with blue-balls.
"Yeah, Rick, I'm in here," she said, her voice dripping with barely concealed anger, "What do you want?" She made no move to dress, but what she did next blew my mind. While talking to her husband, she grabbed my cock in her hands and continued to stroke me and keep me hard.
"I've been looking all over for you," he said, still standing in the doorway. We hadn't heard the door shut, so we assumed that he was holding it open.
"Well, you've found me. What do you want?" As soon as she asked, she dipped her head back down and actually started sucking my cock - all the while her husband was just a few feet away.
"We need to talk," he growled.
She slipped my dick out of her mouth. "We can talk here."
Holy fuck, was she really doing this? Rick sighed loudly and the next thing we heard was the door shut. I was about to say something, but Donna shushed me and I realized that not only hadn't he left, but he was now standing right in front of the stall door. Fuck, fuck, fuck!
"Eat me out!" Donna commanded, whispering in my ear. 'What?' I mouthed, not comprehending what she was asking me to do.
She leaned all the way back onto the toilet, pushed forward and spread her legs open wide. Then she pointed at her quim. This was madness! Her husband was a hair's breath away from us!
She then grabbed my head and shoved it into her pregnant pussy, leaving no doubt of what she wanted me to do. I shrugged and stuck out my tongue, lapping up her juices as quietly as I possibly could.
Man, this had to be the naughtiest thing I'd ever done in my entire life. Fuck, I could see his shoes just outside the door. I hoped he didn't try to look through the crack or underneath. We'd be so screwed. I mean royally screwed as in I'd get the shit beat out of me. Fuck, this was a dangerous game we were playing.
As my tongue danced across the folds of her super-sensitive, pregnant pussy, I became incredibly hard just thinking about what we were doing. I was buried so deep in-between her thighs and my mind was racing a million miles an hour that I wasn't really paying any attention to what they were arguing about. Not that it mattered; the public library wasn't the place to air your grievances - especially not the bathroom.
She moaned involuntarily as my tongue found her clit and I began lashing it cruelly. Some part of me took great pleasure in making her moan and causing her as much embarrassment as possible. I don't know why, either.
"What was that?" he asked abruptly as she moaned again.
"I'm just having some...problems," she answered.
"Problems?"
"Yeah," she admitted. "You know, pregnant lady things."
He grunted and they continued on with their conversation. Jeez, couldn't they talk about whatever they needed to talk about at home? I licked her folds, lapping up the tasty pregnant pussy sauce as though it were a fine wine. She must've been turned on by the whole thing as she was completely and utterly drenched in her juices.
I thought it would end there. I figured that we'd wait until he left and then she'd usher me out; but that's not what happened.
'Fuck me!' she mouthed and pointed at her pussy.
'What?' I was stunned that she would even think of such a thing with her husband right outside the door. I mean how could he not know that his wife was getting fucked two feet in front of him?
'Do it! Fuck my pregnant pussy!' she said with exaggerated mouth movements that made it look like she was yelling.
'What about him?' I mouthed, pointing to the door.
'I don't care. I'm carrying your baby, not his.'
I took a deep breath as I thought about her words. Was she saying that she was no longer interested in her husband? He was kind of a dick, to be honest, but was I really responsible for breaking up their marriage?
My thoughts were cut short as she grabbed my cock and pulled me closer to her and gave it one last suck. It was kind of funny, actually, knowing that her husband - if he'd had an inkling of what was going on - could have very easily peeked through the door frame and saw what we were about to do.
God help me, I was actually contemplating doing it. I was going to fuck Donna right in front of her husband.
With her being pregnant, on the toilet and trying to be as quiet as we could be, it wasn't easy to pull off. But when the tip of my cock pressed against her slick, pregnant MILF folds, I thought I was going to die and go to heaven! Oh my God, never had she been this wet before.
It took a couple of tries before my cock slipped into her ultra-slicked-up pussy. It was super hard not to grunt as I felt my shaft become enveloped in her pregnant tunnel.
The sensations around my cock were absolutely incredible. We were quite the sight and the two of us giggled silently as Rick droned on and on about finances or some other bullshit that nobody but him cared about.
Until now I had no idea how fucking hard it was to have sex while being completely silent. Each time I pressed forward, there was a slight squeak coming from the toilet. I knew he heard it, but he didn't have any idea what it was. It was all I could do to keep from busting up laughing.
I played with Donna's huge belly and engorged breasts, sending milk squirting all over the place. Some of it even streamed over the door.
Oops!
"What the hell was that?" Rick asked suddenly. Oh shit, I could tell he was angry. If he had any idea of what was going on, he'd...
"Sorry, I was just checking to see if I needed to express myself," Donna explained as we held in our laughter as best we could. It wasn't easy, let me tell you that.
"Well, could you not get that nasty stuff all over me!" he demanded. Gee, what an asshole, I thought as I wrapped my lips around her swollen breast and began suckling from her teat. My cock slid effortlessly into her gaping pussy.
"I promise I won't let it happen again," she said, sounding contrite. Of course she was anything but.
My cock bottomed out inside her pussy and she unexpectedly let a moan escape from her lips. Uh oh. Rick become completely silent and I just laid there on top of her with my dick to the hilt in his wife.
"Just what the hell is going on in there?" My heart leapt in my throat as I saw him press his face to the crack in the door. This was it, we were done.
"Nothing, just...you know pregnant things." I motioned to where he was trying to peek in and she quickly put her hand up. "Honey, you know what you've always said: that pregnant women are fat and ugly
. I'm sure you don't want to see me like this. I'll be done here in a few minutes and then we can talk."
He moved his face away from the slit in the stall and I breathed a sigh of relief. "No, I've got to get back to work soon. If you won't come out, I'll just talk to you here." With that he continued his yapping about everything from their next vacation to their college fund. It was honestly quite boring.
In-between "uh huhs and yeahs and okays," Donna kissed me passionately on the lips as I slid my hard, throbbing cock in and out of her hungry pussy.
"This is thrilling, isn't it?" she whispered in my ear as she caressed my face. I nodded and smiled.
"As long as we don't get caught."
"We won't. Just let me do all the talking."
"Is he always like this?" I asked as I stroked in and out of her, finding my rhythm. After that first, awkward time, I'd gotten much better at fucking.
"Like what?"
"Dull and boring?" I thumbed toward him.
"Yeah, unfortunately it comes with the territory. He's an accountant. It's all he knows," she explained. As Rick droned on about things that no one cared about, I fucked his pregnant wife.
My huge shaft thrust in and out of her slick, pregnant love tunnel. With each thrust, I came closer and closer to the ultimate act of dominance: mating with a man's wife in front of him. Soon, I'd be claiming her with my cum in full view.
That thought sent daggers of lust through my heart and I knew at that point that I wasn't going to be able to hold out much longer. I pumped in and out of her pussy faster and faster until I couldn't hold it in.
"I'm cumming!" I whispered in her ear as she kept talking to her husband. My God, the feelings of lust and dominance coursed through me. First I felt my balls tighten, then my shaft expanded inside her welcoming, pregnant cunt and finally, my cum began spurting from the tip of my cock as I unleashed my potent seed into her belly.
I drowned everything out as my ropey cum shot into her pregnant womb. I couldn't believe how much I was cumming. I thought it would never end. It was extremely hard to remain silent as I literally had the best orgasm of my entire life, but somehow I managed.
To her credit, Donna never once missed a beat as she was simultaneously pumped full of my dominant seed and was able to carry on a conversation. When I was done, I kissed her passionately on the lips. I never wanted us to part. I didn't care who was just outside the door. She was mine now and he was just going to have to accept that.
"Stand behind the door and wait five minutes before leaving," she whispered in my ear as I pulled my still-aching cock from her pregnant pussy. I wanted so much to jam it back inside her and mark her again.
I nodded and watched her get dressed. To my great shock, I watched her with a pixie-like grin on her face as she dressed without wiping my cum from her pussy. God damn that woman was bold!
I stood stock still as she gathered her stuff and slipped out the door. I mentally counted down five minutes and did the same.
With my heart racing, I grabbed my backpack and headed back to my apartment. As I left, I looked over my shoulder and saw her talking to her husband. I beamed as I realized that she had the widest, shit-eating grin on her face. She was actually happy that she had another man's cum deep in her womb. Fucking glorious! We were going to have to do this more often.
Milking the Naughty Librarian
Nikita Storm
"It's time to bring this out in the open." Donna smiled.
"What are you doing?" I asked, perplexed as she brought out her phone and began punching numbers.
"Something that should've been done a long time ago."
"What's that?"
She held up a finger to her lips and began talking into the handset. "Honey, I'm down at the park by the library. Would you please come down here immediately? I have someone I'd like you to meet. Yes, I realize you're at work in an important meeting. I'll expect you here in fifteen minutes." Then, with a flourish, she hung up her phone and grinned. "Just let me do all the talking."
Holy shit! Was she actually going to bring her husband here? Was the game up, then? I started to shiver and she must've seen it because she put a comforting hand on mine.
"Don't worry, Johnny..." she said, her soothing words washing over me like a gentle wave on a moon-lit beach. "I've been thinking about this a lot since the birth and I've come to the conclusion that we can't go on like we have been."
My eyes sprung open in shock. "What?" I spit my drink out. "Why not?"
We were sitting in a secluded section of the large park where only lovers were known to go. It was a nice, cool, breezy day and until that moment I felt as if I were soaring weightlessly on a cloud. Now I felt as though I'd crashed back down to the ground.
"No, not like that!" she laughed, causing her large, milky breasts to heave under the strain of her tight shirt. I stared, transfixed, at her shirt as milk began to leak through, spreading out on the fabric in an ever-expanding circle. My cock suddenly began to tug and strain at my shorts.
"What do you mean?" I asked, perplexed. I hoped to God she wasn't ending our relationship. It was my very first - this gorgeous MILF had even taken my cherry - and I was very comfortable in the direction everything was heading. I mean, the number of times that we'd nearly been caught by her husband had been too numerous to count. For nine, glorious months, she carried my baby - our love-child - inside her ever-expanding belly. No one but her and I knew the truth, but that was just fine with us. I couldn't stop thinking about her and we had quickly fallen into a daring routine where it seemed that we tempted fate more and more with each daring encounter.
She drew in a deep breath and got a faraway look in her eyes. "Johnny, it's been fun running around behind my husband's back this last year - it really has - but I'm tired of hiding. I want what we're doing to be out in the open."
I looked at her and shook my head. "But won't he get upset?"
"Probably. But he'll get over it." She grabbed my hands softly in hers and looked at me with tired eyes. "You've got to understand that underneath all that bluster is a beta male pretending to be an alpha male."
I thought about her words for several minutes. "Where does that leave us?" I wondered.
She smiled, her face lighting up. "We won't have to hide our love anymore, Johnny," she said, squeezing my hand tight.
"We won't?" I still wasn't sure where this was all leading, but it seemed as though she had everything all planned out. I decided at that moment to just let go and let her take control.
"No," she shook her long, brown hair, "don't you see? Once he knows, he'll have to accept it and then we can do whatever we want - even in front of him."
I almost choked on my drink as I heard her say the next words:
"Like we're going to do in a few minutes."
*****
The next several minutes were spent in silence as we waited for her husband, Rick, to arrive. I wasn't entirely convinced that he was actually going to show up. I mean - he was in an important meeting - if I were him, I wouldn't let a woman pull me around by the balls like that. But, then again, I remembered what she had said that he was a beta male strutting around in an alpha male's body.
"There he is!" she whispered, pointing to a figure strutting toward us. I shivered involuntarily as he looked like a mean son of a bitch with a cowboy hat, jeans and boots. I had a funny feeling this wasn't going to end well. "Remember, let me do all the talking. I mean it."
Donna stood and met him half-way, taking his hand in hers. For a moment I had a pang of jealousy shoot through me, then I realized that I was her number one. It was my baby that she carried in her belly for nine months. I shivered again as he looked me up and down critically.
"Who the hell is he?" Rick said, pointing angrily in my direction.
"Richard! That's no way to talk to my friend," Donna admonished, as though he were a small child. "You apologize to him right this instant!"
He glared at me and growled, pulling back his lips.
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She swatted him on the arm. "I can't hear you!"
"Sorry," he said curtly, tipping his hat in my direction. I suddenly saw what she meant. Maybe this would all work out just the way she had planned.
"Good." She clapped her hands together. "Richard, this is my good friend, Johnny. Johnny...this is my insignificant other, Richard."
I don't know if she expected us to shake like old pals or something, but I had a funny feeling that if I stuck my hand anywhere near his, I might just lose it. Instead, we both mumbled our tenuous greetings.
Apparently she had accepted our greeting as she indicated toward the table. "Honey, have a seat." Thank God she didn't make him sit next to me. I took a deep breath, not believing that she was actually going through with this. I mean, this was the most dangerous thing we'd done since that first day when her husband had burst in on us and nearly caught us with our hands in the cookie jar.
Once everyone was sitting down, she took a long sip of her drink and looked Rick in the eyes. "Honey, I know this may come as a shock to you, but..." she hesitated for just a moment, before finding the inner courage to tell him. "Johnny's my lover."
My heart stopped and my hands grew suddenly clammy. Even my balls seemed to shrivel up and hide as we measured his response. I was prepared to run for my life as I figured that he'd come after me and kick my ass. But he didn't. In fact, he didn't move a single, solitary muscle. The only sound that could be heard was his ragged breathing.
For some reason, my mind started counting down. By the time I got to five and he still hadn't said anything I started getting really nervous.
"Did you hear me, honey?" Donna caressed his face and I realized that she really did love him. I was a lover, but he was her husband. That wouldn't change.
I froze as I saw what appeared to be a tear in his eyes. I blinked and when I looked again, it was gone.
He nodded. "The baby?" he inquired, probably already knowing the answer.
