I don't know why, I swear I don't know why pregnant cuties get me so hot. I knew it when my wife got pregnant for the first time, she wouldn't stop touching me, I was getting so hot that I couldn't leave her alone, my cock would stop every now and then just from looking at her, and by nightfall at bedtime, even the slightest touch of a leg would drive me crazy, sometimes I'd wake her up almost with my cock inside from behind. Of course she was happy, we have a unique chemistry that always worked, but pregnant is explosive.
I'm saying this because I had the opportunity to get with other cuties, just for the sake of doing it and not missing out on an opportunity, but I would ejaculate soon or couldn't hold back with so many desires like that, so I'd lose enthusiasm and go back to being a faithful husband. The truth is that my wife knows how much I turn her on, and she plays with it, she's extremely slutty, and loves having sex, but... we already have two kids, the youngest being 2 years old, so our frequency and intensity aren't the same anymore, those days of going wild and having sex twice a day are gone, what a shame.
These two years, I'd look at how many pregnant cuties walked by, my eyes would go out, my wife knew it well and was dying of jealousy, but she also knows that she's stronger than me. Bad luck mine, the nanny, whom I never looked at with eyes wanting to take her one day tells me she's pregnant. - But how? You don't show it. - It's just two months, sir, you can't even tell yet, until now I've only gained weight -she says and with a gesture, hinting that her tits grew.
Ha ha, things that happen. I'm saying (For God's sake, I had never looked at her! Suddenly she was there, two beautiful breasts well hidden in a small neckline, where have I been for these two months that I didn't notice?) - Well, I hope you take care and tell me everything you need... and... one more thing... could you not tell your mother about it for a while? - Honestly, I didn't want to have scenes of jealousy. - Jealousy? why? - Because she knows me well, she knows how much I like pregnant women. - Don't worry, sir, she'll keep all secrets -she said with certain cheekiness, and as a fool I could only look at her lips and imagine them kissing my cock, and it must have noticed my excitement because she blushed. From that day on, I did everything to hide my desire to screw her, but it was stronger than me, all in an unconscious way since I didn't want to have any kind of problems with my wife, I was going through a phenomenal moment, emotionally speaking. I started coming home at infrequent hours with some stupid excuse and we began having more dialogue, so one day she told me that her boyfriend didn't want the baby and that it had brought her relationship problems.
What a fever I had!! The beneficiary was my wife, since I started getting her again in any occasion! I began to get her during the day in our bedroom, closing the door, but she would moan so loudly as possible, and my wife would scream with excitement, I think... ... that unconsciously wanted me to hear it. We were taking it in the bathroom and leaving our clothes scattered around, staining the sofa pillows with semen... until one day we got caught taking it in the kitchen. We apologized, it was something embarrassing, but... I got excited, even masturbated when I could, I swear I wanted to imagine another woman, I looked at porn on the internet, but all my wanks were dedicated to her. One day I didn't go to work, feeling a bit off, watching TV while the babysitter was in the backyard with the kids... tried to think of anything else, but the idea was fixed... couldn't help it, I organized everything to meet her alone, asked my sister who lives two blocks away to take care of the kids in the morning, she took them out of my house knowing I wasn't feeling well. Now yes... what do I do now? I started getting nervous and talking about anything, how the pregnancy is going and that kind of thing.
I see you're doing very well - Don't tease, my body is starting to deform - Don't say it again, it's the most beautiful state of a woman - Stop joking, I can't look in the mirror - Come, there's a mirror here. Look at yourself for a bit... Your waist is still intact, your breasts are (and I blushed) ... getting more lovely - I pointed to her body as we looked at ourselves in the mirror, me slightly behind her since the mirror was narrow and didn't reflect our images of both. I started pointing out the curve of her waist from the knee...
... until the shoulder, at first rubbing it with the tip of my finger, She was wearing stockings that left you guessing a thong inserted into her ass, and a blouse with a wide neckline, showing the bra strap, as if she really knew what gets me hot, by the time I reached the shoulder, I was already pressing my entire palm, feeling all the friction of her skin, I couldn't help but kiss her neck, I think she was waiting for it, just as hot as I. I kissed her neck until her ear, with both hands on her breasts from behind, that way, my whole cock (still in pajamas) rested on her ass, Instantly she was breathing heavily with heat, she looked at me through the mirror with her eyes...- Are you going to screw me like your wife? - Yes, if you're as slutty as she is, you don't know how to get yourself hot. - I do, but I didn't know how to make you come. Right away, one hand passed under the bra and pinched a nipple like a pinch, the other under the leggings straight to her pussy.
- Mmm, that's tasty, you made me wet - and it was true, my fingers got wet instantly and I could imagine a well-groomed pussy. There was so much heat that I didn't want to suck it or eat her pussy, I wanted to put it in already! And I think she felt the same way.
- Come on, screw me, please put your cock in me, I need it. We were like that, we took a step forward, I pushed her making her bend her torso forward, I pulled down her leggings and thong with one... ... tug, with her leggings on her ankles and not opening her legs, I supported my cock with my hand, the warmth and humidity of her vaginal lips acted as a magnet, (there's nothing more beautiful than running the foreskin at the entrance of the vagina and feeling the roughness of some hair next to the softness of the lips) I put it in slowly, really feeling the tightness of her closed legs, after two thrusts I was already inside and well-lubricated. - Aaahhhh siiii, ahhhh what yummy cock siiii - mmmm ahhh how beautiful you are, -while I started to increase the pace- Do you like it this way?? - Siiii my love siii put it in me like that don't stop, make me do everything your wife likes, yes? but please don't stop because I'm very hot, she told me looking at me in the mirror. Taking her with one hand on the waist and the other on the neck, he gave it to me hard from behind, made her cheek hit the mirror, which caused it to fog up with her breathing. What a beautiful slut that was sucking me, who would have thought, how I had gotten! The pregnant belly already made the word pussy feel tighter, so I started saying all kinds of dirty talk that get me hot and that my wife likes just as much. - Take slut, a good cock, sit on it like this -and changing movements, in circles while she moved her ass the same way.
Ahhh yes, it's been a while since I got caught, so tasty, I need cock, please, I need a cock, promise you'll catch me like your wife. At that point, I wasn't thinking, not answering, was giving it to her hard, grabbing her by the hair and neck, felt like she was squeezing my cock inside, I was finishing, no longer listening to her scream, no longer hearing how her legs were weakening, no feeling how she was scratching my ass, I have blurry memories until finally I remember myself shooting all my cum on her back, as if they had been stored for years, I rubbed it until it softened and the last drop came out. Ah, then I could hear her whispering softly to herself: 'son of a slut, how you caught me! You made me cum all the time. That's when one loses eroticism, when thinking about his wife, responsibility, that he has reason, I'm a son of a slut, what did I do? So it came out from my soul and with much shame, the instinct to protect...
Come to the bathroom to take a bath, clean all that up –and I accompanied her, upon entering, I indicated where the towels, soap, and opened the shower, thinking of leaving and never coming back again or I don't know what, what I do know is that, after 15 minutes, she was sucking me off and grabbing me again, now she's on top of me on the floor, and I'm thinking... that son of a whore, it won't happen again...
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