I was leaving the store and heading to the parking lot when I saw this young lady struggling to put things inside of her car. Her shopping cart looked so full of diapers and wipes. She turned to the side and I immediately saw she was pregnant. From the front, she looked like she was going to pop any minute. From the back, you couldn’t even tell she was pregnant.
I did what any good person would do and offered some help.
“Here, let me get that for you,” I said. I took a big box out of her shopping cart and started to load her car. I was impressed, this was a very nice SUV. They must be preparing for the baby.
“Oh, thank you so much,” she said in an appreciative tone.
I looked up at her and she was absolutely glowing. Her makeup was done so well. Her long hair had these gorgeous curls. Her pregnancy boobs looked much bigger than her frame. She looked amazing.
I quickly snapped out of it and finished up the rest of the shopping cart.
“Good luck, and have a great day!” I told her. I started walking away before she stopped me. She was trying to hand me a $20.00 bill for helping her. “Oh no no no, that’s not necessary,” I refused.
She looked at me up and down, and said, “well at least let me buy you coffee. I’d offer you a beer but it’s only 11am.” Okay, I could already tell she’s cool and has a sense of humor.
There was a coffee shop next to the store that we had just gotten out of. You know what? I could use a late morning pick-me-up. “Sure, I can do coffee.”
We walked to the coffee shop and I ordered a drink. She didn’t order coffee. Instead, she got a pastry. We sat down and started to chat. She said she was in town visiting her grandparents. She was only a few weeks away from the due date. She said she was excited to raise her child and things like that.
I asked if it was a boy or girl. She said boy. I told her that the dad must be pretty excited to have a little man! She quietly said that the dad wouldn’t be around. At that point, I didn’t push. I didn’t ask follow up questions. It wasn’t my place or my business.
I quickly changed the subject and we started to talk about what the rest of our days looked like. She made stupid dad jokes (puns) and spoke intelligently. Next thing you know, we’re in the coffee shop for an hour having a great time. There was so much energy and chemistry.
At this point, it was lunch time. She asked if she could invite me to grab a bite for helping her. “No no no, you already got me a coffee for helping you. Lunch is on me.”
We agreed to meet at a restaurant 5 minutes away. She said it would take her a few more minutes than that, though, because she had to pump. My eyes immediately looked down at her chest and realized what she meant.
As I waited for her in the restaurant, I couldn’t help but think about her big pregnant tits. She would be pulling them out and pumping them to get the milk out. Is this a new kink of mine? I’m not sure, but the thought of her tits squirting milk was such a turn on.
We had lunch together. It more or less went the same as coffee. We had great conversations, laughed, made sassy comments, all of it. I couldn't help but stare at her tits the whole time. It was impossible to be subtle about it and she could tell.
"What do you say about dinner at my place tonight? You can help me unload my car."
Well, who am I to say no to a pregnant woman? After all, she was glowing all day and looked absolutely amazing.
Dinner went as well as I could have hoped. She offered me a glass of wine. I agreed to one glass, two tops, since she couldn't drink with me. I knew I wanted her now. Whatever she was doing, whether it was her glow, the way she took care of herself, the fact that you couldn't tell she was pregnant from behind, her big tits, whatever it was, had me hooked. I wanted her. She turned me on.
I took a sip of wine and then leaned over to kiss her. She did not hesitate; she kissed back hard. Without letting go of each other's lips, we stood up and fumbled our way to the couch. I began to touch all over her body, being careful around her pregnant belly. I kissed her neck, collarbone, and lips. I reached over and began to grab her big, swollen tits. I was a little too rough with them. I didn't notice that I had squeezed just enough and now, her shirt was wet. Her boobs were leaking.
She stopped, super embarrassed. She turned bright red. "OMG, I'm so sooo sorry!" she said.
"No, don't be. That's fucking hot. Can I do it again?"
She looked at me, slightly puzzled and slightly turned on. "Do it," she said.
I began to play with her tits again. This time, she moaned into my mouth when we kissed. I stood up in front of her and made her lift her arms so I could take off her shirt. She helped me take off her bra. Fuck, her tits looked so engorged.
While standing, she pulled my pants down. My hard cock nearly hit her in the face when it sprung out. She immediately gripped it and began to suck on it. Her mouth was amazing. She sucked up and down, making sure to give every inch the attention it deserved. She sucked on the tip and stroked the rest with her small hands.
"I want to try something. I want you to squirt milk on my cock. Once it's covered, I want to fuck your tits," I said. Her horny self didn't hesitate and she immediately started to squeeze her tits, aiming them at my cock. I pushed my cock up between her big boobs and began to fuck them. Ugh, this was amazing.
I pushed my cock back in her mouth and fucked it a little to get my cock even more wet. Then I pushed her onto her back. I put a few pillows behind her so she could be comfortable. She opened her legs nice and wide for me.
I lined up my cock against her pussy and began to push in. Part of me wanted to go nice and slow to keep her comfortable. The other part of me wanted to just fucking pound that pussy. I started slow at first. But fuck, that pussy was too good. I fucked harder and faster. Seeing her tits leaking and bouncing up and down with every thrust was fucking hot. I made her hold her tits together for me while I pounded her.
It was too good to stop. I kept fucking her until I was about ready. My first instinct was to pull out, but then thought, "She's already pregnant." That little reminder is all I needed to cum deep inside of her wet pussy.
I calmed down and pulled out ever so slowly. I watched as my thick cum leaked out of her little hole. Fuck. She was glowing more than ever. She had such a satisfied look on her face.
After we cleaned up, we started eating snack and chatting. She assured me that she was aware the baby was on its way. She said she wasn't looking for a relationship or anything of the sort right now. She said she loved tonight and would like for me to keep making her feel like a woman.
You know what? I loved that we didn't have to beat around the bush. We knew we were just having fun, and that was that. I couldn't wait until the next time we fucked. She's such a turn on.