His friend 's pregnant wife .

His friend 's pregnant wife . Account found on the net but I did not find authorship, decided to post it for the delight of my readers, but all credits are author's Posted by Mayara Nascimento F I'm married, happy in my marriage, have a good job where I met someone. You know that person you identify with right away, eat lunch together every day and end up being friends? As we ate lunch almost every day together, ended up getting to know each other well, knew about his girlfriends and he some of me. I started to hitch a ride with him at the end of my shift, which I thought was best kept secret from my husband because he thinks I'm coming back by bus but buses are so crowded and take too long. One day traffic got horribly stuck in floodwaters and he suggested that we stop on an alleyway for some time; luckily his car has dark windows making it safer. He was talking to me with his hand on the back of my seat, and strangely enough I started feeling good standing there with him. As we continued our conversation he began running his hands through my hair praising me endlessly. I began to feel a strange, inner excitement not exactly for him but about the situation. After all, to me who had always led the life of faithful wife everything was new and novelty always attracts women. He lowered his hand to my neck, I could feel his breathing change. I didn't know what to do, I was surprised and paralyzed. I felt his tongue gently passing through my mouth until it touched mine; a shock and warmth came over me from this unusual situation. I got all confused, I pushed him away a little bit and we looked into each other's eyes while he was holding my face with me already breathing very fast. Then he pulled back my head again put his lips on mine again started to insert his tongue in my mouth again ended up kissing more and more my arms embraced him In one of those kisses I was already almost in a trance, shaking and gasping for breath. He let out some loud moans. I'm married... and he kissed me more than once, which gave me an almost unknown pleasure. He took my hand and put it on his dick that was already hard, then I couldn't hold out, closed the hand and squeezed over the top of the pants, feeling my bucket wet all, I held a little now almost uncontrollable. He took my gesture as an acceptance of the situation and unbuttoned my blouse, stuck one hand into his bra pocket and held my breast in his hand while with the other he began to open up his trouser zipper. The next thing I knew, I was holding his hot hard dick right in my hand and it gave me a jolt of shock. A shiver went through my body; I let out a hoarse groan but then woke up too and stopped doing that for good: That night in bed with my husband, just remembering what had happened started to get very excited I held the dick of my husband and closed my eyes imagining it was a partner's cock lowered his pajama pants and began licking its glans until I put them into my mouth but always with my eyes closed imagining that they were my friend's penis not mine. My husband who didn't even know what I was thinking got excited, his dick went hard, I tore off my panties by pulling it up between my thighs and forcing him to fuck me. What delicious love... infuses more love ... it eats me, eats... opens up all the love ... - Hearing that he fucked me tasty, and there came a time when I could not stand anymore and said: I'm going to enjoy love... but I was talking about my friend. My husband also couldn't stand it and ended up mocking, first he wanted to come out from inside to make fun of my belly but I caught him and he poured in. I felt jets of sperm being thrown into me, still with closed eyes imagining that he was my friend who was filling me with fuck, I hugged strongly my husband with arms and thighs. One day my friend invited me to lunch in a barbecue shop near the edge and there we were. In fact, I didn't think of anything else but kissing him again and feeling all that sensation experienced a few days ago. He stopped the car again, and we started kissing each other. The kisses got hot, he passed his hands over my breasts on top of the blouse and behind me. His hands began to caress my knees, lifting up my skirt so that part of my thighs was exposed; I crossed my legs in order not to let him attack. He wanted to take me to a motel, which I didn't want because my conscience would not let me go on that adventure at this point he with his big mouth started saying we were adults and mainly friends and nothing was going to happen. He took my silence as consent, started the car and drove away. I was still struggling inside between putting an end to this madness or continuing that lovely feeling. I put in my head it would be nothing more than kisses; The next thing I knew, we were standing in the motel lobby and out of guilt I lowered my head trying to hide from the concierge because it felt like she realized that I was married. We got out of the car, my legs were limp and I still couldn't believe what I was doing going into a motel with this guy but I kept telling myself that nothing would happen except for kisses. He locked the door to his apartment, pulled me into bed with him and we talked for a little bit -- he was always holding my hands -- turned toward me, took my face in both of his hands, came closer until our lips were glued together and our tongues met, making that feeling felt but it wasn't there anymore. When I told him that my blouse was getting wet, he gently unbuttoned it and started to take off my shirt so as not to get wet. By this time I had already given myself completely over to the handsome strong sexy man. With his shirt off, he embraced me and our tongues met. His hands went to my ribs and unbuttoned my bra. Then with all delicacy, lowering the handles by my arms, took hold of my bojo and pulled out my bra leaving my breasts that are not small free. Goddamn it, what a nice boob... beautiful breast boner....!! - and started licking my nipples. It was too much, I'd be gasping for breath and couldn't stop myself from crying my heart out. My moans would come running through my lips but no matter how hard I tried it ended up in a loud groan as he licked the nipples of my breasts so gently that they only made me more horny. He began to suck me in such a wonderful way, making noise at the hiccups, was pulling me to leave me standing up until he started caressing my buttocks raising my skirt I didn't even feel him take off his trousers I was totally surrendered being stroked and kissed when i realized it was without skirts or panties completely naked hugged by him that fully nude presented a hard peak pointed upwards compressed between us. He made me fall on the bed, bent down and embraced my legs and began to kiss my thighs. I closed my legs, still thinking that I would be able to remain faithful to my husband, but he wisely didn't force me into anything, just kissed and caressed my feet, my hips, my tummy. She would run her hands over my breasts and make me shiver, until after I had broken all of my resistance, I myself ended up spreading out my legs, opening my thighs slowly without any shame in showing another man my pussy. As he approached my belly, seeing his big shaved lips with no hair and only a triangle of hairs above the tear. Aiiii..... aiiii.... aiii.... what a delicious love... - he was licking everything, the tear in my pocket, even the little hole of my butt, something that no one had ever done before, and it frightened me, left me completely bewildered. I wouldn't stop moaning - Aiiii..... aiiiii.... aiiiii .... how delightful is love ... aiiii which delights ..... He went on until swallowing and licking my chicken , did not cease to suck my Chicken, making noise at sucking . I could not bear so much caress, felt a wave coming and said: I'm going to enjoy...I'll have fun....to enjoying.....to enjoyaaaaing....aiiiiiiii..... - I was out of breath, my body trembling all over, I had fun let loose moans, screams, shaking myself, I could not control but inside, I still said that would not go beyond it, I already thought I went too far for a married wife. Then he started to come up with his hot tongue, coming at me and licking the hairy triangle that I leave above my pubic fissure. And then he came over and licked my bellybutton... And then he kept licking me all the way up to my neck and positioning himself on top of me, holding my legs so that I was in a familiar "Mommy Daddy" posture. I got a fright and came back to reality, trying to get out from underneath but he was wedged inside my thighs. He held me tightly by the shoulders, accelerated his tongue movements in my mouth which made me crazier still feeling his hot hairy body rubbing all over my body. My wrestling moves helped to make his dick fit right into the mouth of my bouquet, and when I felt that delicious cock's head forcing its way into mine, there was a groan as it let out an aiiiiii mixed with fear, surprise and horny all at once. I guess it's like the craving that drug addicts feel for drugs, you can't resist. After all, I was lying naked in a bed with this totally nude man on top of me... handsome, hairy, kind-hearted, male boner and his hard dick head tucked into my bouquet entrance lubricated by oil. He pressed down on my hip and I felt the head of his dick leap into my pocket and start sliding in. Putz mor.... what a hot little bowl... smoothie... tasty..... fuckin'... that tight little bowel. It's like this, it swallows my dick whole with its delicious mouthpiece. Swallow it! - I didn't believe, never imagined that one day I would do this to my husband, but he was so delicious, and yet so delightful, that I could not stop moaning and whimpering, thus helping the cock get buried every time in my bucket. The only thing I could say was: I want to bury it all... and hold him tight, pulling the most inside of me. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't take that much heat anymore. It's so delicious, it fucks me... and eats all my food. I'm going to eat you up... open that hot little mouth wide.... open your warm, tight pussy wide... whore who gave birth to what a nice cunt....!!! I could feel every inch of that delicious dick coming inside me, and I couldn't stop moaning until I started laughing like never before. Soon he turned to his side, lay down and pulled me on top of him so that I could ride. And I saw this stick standing upright; with great care I grabbed the warm wet chest much thicker and longer than my husband's. I brushed him through the crack in my pocket until he fit into my little hole and sat on top of it, swallowing bit by bit till it all came inside me. I started rolling back and forth, then he flipped me over on all fours and began to squeeze vigorously holding my waist tight. Every time it went in and the head of his stick struck my uterus, I would let out a hiiii-hiii, hiiiii, and before long I was having fun again, he'd massage my little cricket while shoving that cute thingie who kept rubbing its combs up my ass. When I least expected it, he felt his dick get thicker and swollen up. Putz mor... I'm gonna have fun.... open up that nice little bottle, and then there was this hot, thick jet of fuck that definitely went all the way into my uterus. What madness, I could be pregnant by another man than my husband. Only then did we regain consciousness and dress quickly without even taking a shower because our lunch hour was coming to an end. We went back to work without having had any breakfast. At the company, I went to the bathroom and saw that white gum dripping down my pant leg. Part of it was running up my thighs and into my skirt. It wasn't until then that I realized how crazy I had just been. There was a danger of getting pregnant by another man, but it was too late and there wasn't anything else to be done so I cleaned myself up as best I could. Since guilt is a strange feeling, at night I couldn't look my husband directly in the eyes. He noticed something different and wanted to know if anything had happened. I said that I was having headaches, told my husband that I would take a bath to see if it made my headache better. When entering the shower I took off all of my clothes, pulled out the soaker which was wet from absorbing more beating. While bathing, I washed my bucket thoroughly. Then I peeled the soaking agent well, wrapped it up with toilet paper and put it between my dirty clothes. At night in bed, my husband wanted to know if I was feeling better and since he seemed excited I thought it would be best to say no so that at least he wouldn't see some teeth marks around the nipples on his buttocks or even his thighs. I promised myself that it would never happen again, but like I said before, I think it's kind of a drug addiction. Just seeing him brought back these delightful memories from our time together and the next week he asked me to have lunch with him so I could get out five minutes early. As soon as I got in his car with the dark windows closed, he flew to the motel and by the time we'd arrived there, when he had locked the suite door, he was already embracing me and started unbuttoning my blouse. In an instant we were totally naked, hugging and kissing each other. And we went on kissing without stopping until we fell into bed. We stayed for a while kissing and embracing one another, till he was turning over me and came to my mouthpiece and I saw pulsing just inches away from my mouth that cute little prick, opened his mouth and swallowed it all up. I was much looser, unrestrained and moaned without trying to hold back the groans as at first. When it came time for jokes I would scream or shake like having an epileptic seizure - something that didn't even happen with my husband! After that, we went out a few more times. I always told myself there wouldn't be a next time but if there was one it would be with condoms and then when the erection came on... To avoid getting pregnant from him, whenever I went to the motel with him at night, I would make a point of making love to my husband. Telling him not to wear condoms so that I could feel his dick and saying I was on birth control when in fact I wasn't taking it because I think the danger of me becoming pregnant by another male created an even stronger climate for hard-core sex. Until one day he ended up getting me pregnant, I knew it was his because my husband had gone on a business trip just at that time and so we didn't make love for almost a week in my fertile period. And after some time I was feeling morning sickness. So that my husband would not be suspicious, as soon as he returned I myself sought him out in the night saying I couldn't stand desires due to absence. Luckily he was also excited but wanted to wear condoms. After a month of always hiding my nausea, I started telling him about the sickness. He insinuated that I might be pregnant, I said it's not even an idea because I was taking birth control. It was just a matter of failing fair with us... I went to the doctor, he confirmed it was a pregnancy and when my husband told me about it he got super happy which is such a relief for me. My husband didn't come looking for me anymore because of fear that this would jeopardize the pregnancy but my friend insisted on taking me back to his motel room so they could see how my tummy developed and watch my breasts grow bigger and possess me by sticking their huge dick in there and ejaculating deep inside her uterus. My friend sucked my breasts so much that even before the baby was born, he already started to come out with milk. He even knew what my milk tasted like, and my husband himself does not know how my milk tastes until today. With pregnancy, my boobs were no longer small but became bigger still and my friend did not miss an opportunity to stick his dick between them. He loved holding it for a long time, leaving me painful but very horny beaks. My husband doesn't know anything until today, he thinks that he is the father of the boy who was born with my friend's face, I said it looks more like his dad and grandfather is all happy about this. The doctor recommended avoiding sex for 2 months after childbirth. When the baby was three months old, he called to see his little one and wanted me to meet him because I had a day off that afternoon so I put on some nice clothes for the baby. I met him, and to my surprise he took me to a famous hotel where he checked in. In the apartment after playing with his little baby for so long, after watching me breastfeed, his hard-on spoke louder, he left his small baby sleeping on an unmarried bed next door. He came to me, hugging and kissing and undressed all of me, holding and caressing my breasts that were much bigger when he was sucking on his little skirt. He also got naked with a huge erect dick. I stood watching the baby through the mirror where it reflected us both nude in bed next to each other. When I told him that my husband had not yet possessed me after childbirth, he said: I don't believe it, how can you sleep with him in that little body and thighs of a teenager? See how beautiful her naked mother is and the horn of her husband does not feel desire for this little body, looks at these breasts, that bundle waistband and those whitish legs... while he held, squeezed and sucked my boobs, making sneezing milk, said: Will you let me have some of the milk on Mommy's breast? I promise not to take it all. Look how Daddy sucks Mommy's pussy, and she loves it while fucking me. Look at Daddy's dick going all the way into Mommy's little pocket, that pocket her husband's horn hasn't even eaten since you left there... and he kept tucking it in and taking it out real slowly, killing me with pleasure and pulling moans from my throat. When you came out here, Mommy's little pocket was all scratched up without any hair... and as he put his stick in my mouth said: Look at mommy sucking daddy's dick, and then the husband horn is going to suck dad's cock by tablespoon when he kisses mama... Look at Daddy making a little brother for you and holding me tight, flooding me with sperm saying: I came home with the baby in my arms still sleeping and a bucket full of semen running down your thighs. At my friend's request, I did something crazy that day. I didn't change her panties because they were all wet and spongy. At bedtime, I undressed in front of my husband as my friend had told me to do. My breasts were filled with milk and the only thing left open was a thong-like panties that showed off my buttocks. I put a sweater on top of it and got my underwear wet, so when my husband saw me in the shirt with my breasts loose and swaying... well he didn't want to fuck me. It made me horny all night, just knowing that I was with my friend's body full of saliva because he had given me a tongue bath and his mouthful full of shit. I didn't believe it, but I still did what my friend told me to do which was put my finger in the bottle and rubbed my fingers into his sperm then placed my fingertips inside of my mouth licking everything and afterwards without swallowing any fucking gave a sensual kiss on my husbands lips he must have tasted something different Luckily for me, the baby doesn't understand anything. Otherwise I would tell my husband that Mommy went to a hotel apartment with some strange man and he took all of Mummy's clothes off leaving her completely naked and another guy was also stripped as well and he had hair on his chest so they were hugging each other kissing him taking milk from their breasts holding it between their boobs The baby's father was the first to possess me after pregnancy, before my husband. My husband still afraid of hurting me went another month without looking for me, not knowing that another dick much bigger than his own had already opened my vagina after childbirth, punched hard, throwing pussy inside and that he even tasted the taste of fucking other male who came out from within his wife's vagina. Credits of the author Mayara Born F