estando de 8 meses cogi como gata

Hello this happened while I was pregnant Me masturbated often, since pregnancy increased my libido to scandalous limits. I mentioned it discreetly with a friend at the market, and she says that sometimes sexual desire increases during pregnancy, but in other women it decreases, depending on each organism. That day when I asked my husband for help repairing the water and he refused, I told him I would call a plumber to fix it. He agreed, so the next day after his departure, by morning, I called a neighbor of mine, who did repairs of different types. He is a young boy, twenty years old, dark-skinned, one meter eighty tall, and well-muscled. A black Adonis, women would say. I am of medium height, white, with brown hair, and an eight-month pregnant belly. When he arrived, I told him what needed to be repaired. He started working, and I watched as he did it. Really the boy was well-built. When he finished, the poor guy had the bad luck of getting his clothes dirty Me felt sorry for him because he got all his clothes wet. I offered him a bath at home and to change, I couldn't let him leave dirty to his place, even though he was my neighbor, his house was a few streets away from mine. He accepted, went into the bathroom, while I went to get a towel and some of my husband's clothes that I could lend him. When I returned, I observed that the bathroom door wasn't closed properly, a small gap allowed me to see inside. A thrill invaded me suddenly, and the desire to look filled me with enthusiasm. I could hear the sound of the shower, and without thinking much, with my heart beating at a thousand, I looked through the gap to see what I saw. I could observe how the water fell on his ebony body, broad back, firm bum, well-turned legs. My pussy was filled with excitement juices, but the climax was when he turned around. I could see the biggest cock I ever had. dreamed. Black, thick and about twenty centimeters long, and it was flaccid, I didn't want to think how it would look erect. I composed myself as best I could, knocked on the door, and told him I had his clothes. A black and muscular arm came out from behind her, taking the towel and clothes, thanking me for the gesture. My head exploded with multiple sensations and feelings. In my honest life, it was the first time I crossed the limits of what was allowed. I felt like a slut, looking at another man, admiring a cock that wasn't my husband's. When Rodney left, I went crazy. I longed to have something with him. But I was an illusion, with my belly, just days away from being a first-time mom, how could I think this dark-skinned man would notice me? When I entered the bathroom to clean it up after Rodney had left, I discovered he had forgotten his underwear. I lifted it and, on impulse, brought it to my face, feeling the smells of male, a good black cock. I undressed in the bathroom, sat down on the edge of the bidet, and masturbated like a madwoman. I stood up and put Rodney's underwear on, an act of senseless fetishism. I masturbated through the underwear of the dark-skinned man, soaking it with my juices, anxious to feel the same fabric where the most beautiful cock in the world had rested. A series of orgasms succumbed between the garment, liters of vaginal fluids soaked the underwear of my desires. I took it off, soaked, rubbed it on my belly, on my breasts, on my eager tongue. I went to the bedroom, threw myself naked onto the bed, with my pregnant belly up, putting several fingers in my pussy. I took the vibrator and used it as a lying cock, a vibrator that would calm my desires of taking, of feeling desired as a woman, despite being pregnant. That night I couldn't sleep, and I thought about my husband. On one hand, I felt guilty, but on the other, I was a woman whose husband didn't treat her like she should be. The plate of the scales tipped to this last, so I decided that I had to get rid of these urges to take, and the chosen one, as modest as I am, was Rodney. I thought of creating him as my secret lover, who would fill me with pleasures. So the next day I invented a power outage, and called Rodney. The young dark-haired man came early. He started working, and I didn't know how to get him hooked up. Especially being pregnant, perhaps he wouldn't like my figure. Then something occurred to me, quite morbid, I went to my bedroom, took off the lace panties I was wearing, and put on his boxers. This way the message would be very direct.

During a break I invited him to have something fresh, he accepted, we sat down in the back patio facing each other. I was wearing a future mom's dress, quite short, not reaching my knees. My breasts were starting to swell from the excitement I had, from the urge to launch myself on top of this black man and very well-endowed. My swollen belly, forward, quite fat and with tight skin. I started opening my legs, so he could look at me. I placed my hands on my stomach, massaging my belly, giving soft caresses to my stretched skin, opening my legs every now and then, so he could see how I was wearing his forgotten boxers. Every time I opened my legs more, so that in some moment his eyes would fall on my pussy. It took a few minutes, but he bit the bait, because suddenly he started getting nervous, and tried to leave, with the excuse that he had an appointment. Obviously he had noticed that I was wearing his boxers, and the message I was sending was very direct. I don't want to think what went through Rodney's mind, since he was being given a woman, an eight-months-pregnant woman. I stopped him, asked him not to leave, to finish the work. He insisted on leaving, and in a passionate outburst, I took hold of his sturdy right arm, turned him around, and planted a kiss on sus thick lips. My tongue was fighting to invade her mouth. My pregnant belly pressed against her stomach, and my arms were hanging from her neck. She tried to resist, but she wasn't made of iron, so our tongues suddenly greeted each other, breaking the ice. Her arms went around my back and then to my ass. She was massaging my buttocks, fighting to enter between my cheeks. Her mouth lowered to my neck, and her saliva was spread over my skin by her tongue. One of my hands reached for his meat, I felt it, and it was a size that scared me: long, thick, and well-hung. It looked like a donkey's cock. The black man had gotten hot with excitement, and the fact that I was pregnant wasn't a reason not to desire him. I didn't resist, and led him to my room by the hand. I locked the door with a key because a session of sex that I had been waiting for months was about to take place. I undressed him, first his shirt, enjoyed the touch on his torso, his ebony body full of muscles. My tongue explored his nipples, suckling, then I probed his navel with passion. I took off his shorts and shoes, and finally, like it was a statue's inauguration, his underwear, which he lowered with his teeth, inhaling the cock smell emanating from inside him. Like a spring, a tremendous cock, with a red dark brown glans, and a black trunk like coal. My mouth didn't resist, and my adventurous tongue explored his glans while my hands fought to jerk off that monstrous cock. A stifled groan took over Rodney at the same time as his head was thrown back, seeming to enjoy great pleasure. I sucked his cock like I knew how, savoring his pre-seminal liquids, jerking him off with my little hands, covering and uncovering his head with his foreskin. His cock was very tasty, secreting a lot of pre-seminal fluid that mixed with my saliva starving slut. He sucked it, caressing her heavy testicles, well black and full of guys. His hands were on my neck, accompanying the movement from back to front that my mouth was making in his cock, holding it like a sexy girl in heat. When I realized he was going to cum, I didn't take my mouth off, and nursing like a calf, I could feel thick and hot cum filling my mouth, swallowing that nectar of life. His hands were pressing my neck, holding my mouth, discharging his semen, not letting me leave the job. A cry of pleasure escaped from Rodney's throat because he had reached orgasm in his ejaculation. When he relaxed, the flaccid cock came out between my lips, well big and thick.

The black man was spent, and really a pregnant one had made him hot. It's the first time you've sucked my cock like this! - said Rodney. Because it's the first time you've been sucked by a pregnant woman, my love! - I replied in heat. He threw himself onto the bed, with his black mast starting to get hard again. I started undressing myself, step by step, like a strip-tease, first my short dress as a future mom, which I left falling slowly and erotically between my feet. Rodney smiled, and it was clear because this pregnant woman was wearing her underwear. From behind him, with my bum up, I took them off, tossed them in the air, and falling onto the black man's face, I said: I think this is yours! I turned around, naked from the waist down, with my well-hairy pussy, long dark guys. I stroked my belly, pressed my breasts with my hands, covered by a white lace bra. My dark nipples could be seen through the transparency of the bra. The black man's cock was getting harder and bigger every time. I took them off suggestively and erotically. I was totally naked, with my loose hair, my fat tits full of cum, my big belly, which I was caressing with my hands. Do you like how I look black and handsome? Do you like me this way, well pregnant for just you my chocolate bomb? – I asked Rodney, who was getting excited. Today we're going to have fun, The black man got very excited, slowly masturbating, enjoying the nudity of a pregnant woman. His cock had become impressive, it seemed like it was about to explode at any moment. I pressed my nipples, and yellowish cum shots came out of there. A few weeks ago, milk started coming out, and its taste was quite sweet. You need lubricant! – I told my ebony lover. I approached him, placed my breasts near his cock, and pressing my right breast, with my nipple pointing to his glans, a shot of my colostrum came out, moistening his cock and hand, and I started to pleasure myself. The black man moaned in pleasure, feeling the moisture between his fingers and my cock. He pulled back his hand and licked the mixture of colostrum with pre-seminal liquids. I want to taste your cum! – Rodney said. Give me breast mom, give me that yummy cum, I'm your baby darling! – he added desperately. I came and let the dark man savor my milk. He took both hands on my swollen breasts, eager to suck my tits, searching avidly with his lips for a nipple, like any puppy. He nursed like a calf, his tongue pressing my nipple, sucking out cum. I was petting his moles, enjoying pleasure, inflated with unbridled sexual desire. It was the first time someone had breastfed me in my life. An orgasm overcame me, because while they were breastfeeding, one of his hands probed my hairy and soaked pussy, palpating my clitoris, taking me to a spectacular climax. Enough cum, now I want mine! – I said imperatively. I pulled out my breasts from his mouth, which were still dripping with cum alone. The dark man resisted, but I destetted him anyway, leaving his lips moist with my own maternal cum. Rodney, with his back turned, had a huge, thick, and wet black cock, ready to work, ready to enter the use the word: pussy of a pregnant woman. On my knees, despite my clumsiness, caused by my pregnancy, I adjusted myself, ready to be penetrated by that dream cock. I opened my vaginal lips, rubbed my clitoris with his glans, poking out at its tip with pre-seminal juices. Slowly, I was directing the cock towards my pleasure hole, the vagina that only my husband had taken and made pregnant, sliding this black cock inside me. I could feel how its thickness was rubbing against my vulva, the friction of its veins rubbing against the internal walls of my use the word: pussy. It hit bottom and surprisingly, I felt full of a mass of flesh 25 centimeters long by 5 in diameter. I began to rise and fall, holding onto that cock. The black man was touching my belly with his hands, enjoying himself on an expectant mother. The up and down movement increased, closing my eyes of pleasure. My juices and his mixed together in a pool, making the penetration well lubricated, wet, slippery. The dark-skinned one was enjoying himself and we were both moaning like animals in heat. I increased my penetrations, and observed that Rodney was about to cum. Are you about to ejaculate? - I asked him. A affirmative gesture, with his eyes closed in ecstasy, gave me the warning. At a violent rhythm, entering and leaving his cock from my dilated use the word: pussy, with my eight-month pregnant belly on his stomach, I could feel that he started to cum. I also reached orgasm, and our sexes merged, feeling like warm and thick cum filled my use the word: pussy, coming out through my vaginal lips, kissing us with pleasure and filling the room with orgiastic screams. Ahhh, so papi, fill my use the word: pussy with cum, ahhhhh, the slut who feels your cock well, my pretty black one! - I screamed in an apotropaic orgasm. Take it, pregnant slut, take my cum, ahhhh, how tasty, holding onto a white woman well made up, ahhhh, how tasty my amooooor!!!! - Rodney shouted in his explosive orgasm. Small movements followed. occurred while the black man was finishing up ejaculating inside the pregnant woman's pussy.