“My Pregnancy Fetish” [mF] [pregnant]

I don’t know about you, but I always get a hard on whenever I come across a sexy pregnant woman. When I think about it, this particular fetish of mine started back during the summer break after my first year in college. I was home for the summer and out getting some items at the grocery store, when I ran across my high school history teacher from my junior year. At first, I did not know it was her. I was walking to my car when I saw a lady spill the contents of her bag on the ground. Being the nice guy my mother raised me to be (also, from the back she looked amazing with that nice round ass), i jogged over to offer my assistance. As I got closer, she turned to the side and to my delight, I saw the round belly of a pregnant woman.

“Please allow me to get that. You shouldn’t be doing that in your condition ” I said without stopping for an answer or to look at her face.

“Thank you . you are so kind.” She replied.

“It is my pleasure. Can I help you load the rest in your car?” I asked.

I had finished collecting the goods and stood up. To my surprise, I knew this woman.

“Oh my lord, Mrs. D! It me, Ian. You were my junior history teacher 2 years ago.” I said excitedly.

Mrs. D, as we will call her, was that very hot teacher we all wanted to bang in high school. She was 5’6”, 125 lbs, back then I guessed that her breast were 34D, and a nice tight firm round ass. I spent many of jerk-off sessions picturing her. Now she is pregnant and all the wonderful things pregnancy can do to certain body part. She probably 30 years old now.

“Ian! I don’t believe it! Wow, you have really turned into quite the young man. Come here.” She said with her arms opened for a hug.

I leaned over and gave her a tight hug. Her larger tits and belly were pressed hard against my chest. Thank God for her swollen belly because otherwise my bulge would have been pressed against her.

“Wow. Look at you. How far along are you?” I curiously asked.

“Almost 6 months. I feel as big as a house.” She beamed

“Nonsense. You look fantastic.” i stated.

“Stop, you don’t have to suck up you are not my student anymore.” She said with a flirty tone.

“I am not. I mean it you are glowing.” I assured her.

“Ha ha, that glow is sweat. It is really a hot one today and being pregnant doesn’t help. You would be surprised what I have to do to stay cool.” she said with a rye smile.

“You are right. You should have Mr. D doing the shopping. Or is he too busy harassing students?” I joked.

Mr. D was the P.E. coach at my old school and a real asshole. My friends and I could never see what she saw in him. He always gave my a rough time and she new it.

“We’re separated.” she said sheepishly.

“I am very sorry to hear that.” I lied.

“I caught that no good bastard cheating with Mrs. Johnson (the guidance counselor).” She said as she started sobbing.

I did not know what to do. So put my arms around her to try to make her feel better.

“I can’t believe he would do that to his beautiful pregnant wife. I always thought he was a jerk.” I told her.

“Yeah he is!” she agreed as the tears started to subside.

“Mrs. D can you do me a favor ?” I quietly asked.

“Yes dear.” she said as the tears were still coming.

“I think the people in the parking lot think I am a monster because you are crying.” I said with a lighthearted tone.

“Oh lord. You’re right. Look at me, I’m a total hot mess. Must be the hormones with the pregnancy.” she said composing herself.

“You got the hot part right.” I quipped

“Oh stop.” She said as she took a piece of cloth out of her purse to dry her eyes.

There was something different about the handkerchief. That’s because it was not a handkerchief. Then it dawned on me.

“Mrs. D…” I started to say

“Ian, I was crying in your arms 30 seconds ago. You can call me Elise.” she told me

“ Umm, ok. Elise, I think you’re drying your eyes with a pair of panties.” I said with a giggle.

She stopped wiping her eyes and fully opened the pair of panties that were mistaken for a handkerchief. She started laughing out.

“Oh my God!” She squealed. “ Like I said, I was so hot that I took them off and lingered in the frozen food section to cool off down there.”

“Wow!” was all I could manage

“I don’t know why I am telling you this. Pregnancy brain, what can I say.” She said laughing the whole time.

“Are you going to be okay getting home with all these groceries?”I asked with concern.

“Don’t be silly, you just caught me at a bad moment.” she replied.

“Still, I would like to make sure you are alright. Would you allow me to help you bring in the house and put them away for you.” I inquired.

“Okay, follow my car.” she told me.

So I opened the driver’s door and saw her in. As she got into the car, She pulled up her sundress a little giving me a great view of her legs. She started her car, then I jogged over to mine and started it. We pulled out the parking lot and then were off to her house.

About 10 minutes later we pulled up to her place. I jumped out and made my way over to open her door and help her to feet.

“I’ll grab the bags.” I said

“ great! I will open the door. The kitchen is straight down the hallway on the left.” She told me.

There enough bags that it took 3 trips to bring them. I didn’t see her when I was finished. A minute later I saw a door to a bathroom open and she appeared.

“I swear I gotta pee every 5 minutes with this kid!” She shared.

“Have a seat seat, I can unpack just point me in the right direction.” I told her.

It took about 15 minutes to put the groceries away. We made small talk about our lives during that time.

“Well I’m ‘bout done with these, is there anything else I can do for you?” I asked.

“You have been so helpful. Please sit for a moment. Can I offer you a beer?” She said mischievously.

“I’m not 21 yet.” I told her.

“Pish posh! You are more of a man then my husband. Here.” she stated as she handed me a cold bottle of beer.

We sat and talked for awhile and snacked on some chips, while I had two more beers. At that point I excused myself to the restroom. When I came out things got interesting.

“Ian, do you think I am attractive?” she probed.

“Absolutely, I do. Since the first day of class back then. Why do you think i always sat as close to you as possible?” I confided to her.

She stood up and lifted the sundress over her head to remove it. She was standing there stark naked and asked the following :

“Would you ever want to be with a woman in my condition?” She said with a pouty look.

Her tits were at least a size full with the pregnancy . The nipples were a dark pink, almost rose colored. He belly was round with no stretch marks. Her ass was larger, rounder, and still firm.

“You would not believe how much I want to.” I said like I was under oath.

“Then I want you to take me over to the sofa, bend me over, and fuck my brains out. It been months and this pregnancy has only made me hornier.” She pleaded

I got up, took my shirt off, dropped my shorts, and took her by the hand and lead her to the back of the sofa.

I bent her over, spit on my hand and rubbed it on my dick and her pussy. Then finally slid my cock into her glorious snatch. She let out a soft moan. Then I started to work up a rhythm. Long, slow strokes at first. I have to admit that I was nervous about fuckind a pregnant woman. I did not want to pound her to hard from behind, I did not know if all that shaking would do something bad to her and the little one. Then she gave me an order.

“Fuck me harder!” She instructed me.

“You sure?” I questioned

“God yes!” She begged

With that I put my hands on her hips and picked up the pace. Long, hard ball slapping strokes. One after another for the next several minutes. Her moans became loud screaming orgasms and everytime she reached her peak, I’d give her a nice slap on the ass. By the time we were done, her right ass cheak was bright red.

Now, I felt my balls tighten and my dick become even harder.

“I’m gonna cum!” I told her.

“Cum inside of me!” She said those magic words

With that I came and came hard. Felt seven hard shots. I hardest and most I have ever cum. We were breathing hard and heavy. I put my hands on the back of the sofa sofa and leaned over her. We were a hot sweaty mess. I was still and inside her. Cum was dripping on the floor. I was slowly moving my hip to and fro sliding my cock back and forth.

“That was just what I needed.” she said with relief.

“Are we done? Because if you give me a minute, we can go again.” I said

“God I love young guys!” She squealed.

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