Fulfilled one of [M]y [f]antasies last night! Thanks Tinder! [24m/21f]

Hey guys! Long time reader and fan here. I had an experience last night that was so good that I had to tell someone, and where better to tell it than here, where the details are appreciated? This is my first submission to gws, but I intend to record my back-catalog of stories as time goes on. I hope you enjoy!

To set the stage: It was Friday afternoon and I had just gotten home early for a weekend of well-earned rest. Normally, I hang out with my house mates and work around the house on weekends, but as I settled in, I noticed that both of my room mates were packing up to leave- one for the holidays and the other just for the weekend. I realized I could be in for a long, boring weekend, but I also recognized the opportunity that comes with having the house to myself. I wished them both a good weekend, sat down, and got to work on Tinder. With the holiday season upon us, I was getting matches considerably faster than normal and was engaged in several conversations when a new match appeared. I clicked on her profile, a cute 21-year-old girl from the edge of my search radius, read the blurb, and realized that I had just stumbled upon a golden opportunity – the chance to sleep with a pregnant girl. Some of you may be turned off by this, but I'll explain the appeal in the next paragraph, and those of you who are interested can read past the explanation, and if not, feel free to tune in for the next story!

I'm not sure quite how long this has been a fantasy of mine, but it may have been caused by Skyler White in Breaking Bad. I think that subconsciously, the appeal is caused by pregnancy being the most obvious visible evidence that a woman is fertile and sexually active. Ironically, to my pleasure, pregnancy also means that the woman is temporarily "infertile", i.e. – you know that you aren't going to get her pregnant 'again'. We all see the appeal of being able to have sex without a condom, and pregnancy is the most visible guarantee that you can inseminate a woman without getting her pregnant. Furthermore, pregnancy doesn't only cause swelling in the belly – it also causes women's breasts to swell to unprecedented size and their nipples become much more sensitive. A similar phenomenon happens with the vulva. In my mind, I expected a pregnant woman's vagina to be swollen and slippery; tight in a more pliable way, that's more capable of accepting a cock than a vagina that's tight by virtue of structural narrowness. Combine all this with the constant horniness that accompanies a rise in horniness and you have a winning recipe. There's the appeal. Now back to the story:

I quickly sent her a message and paid her a casual compliment, ignoring the obvious fact that she was pregnant. She responded by asking if I had read her profile, clearly self-conscious about her current state. I assured her that I had read it and continued on with the conversation. I knew that if I could make her feel comfortable and attractive, without making her feel fetishized, she would be throwing herself on me by the end of the night. She had a cute face with blue eyes and light brown curly hair. She looked like she had an average frame before the pregnancy, but her advanced stage had swollen her belly and her breasts tremendously. We chatted for a little bit and when she mentioned that it seemed like no one was interested in hanging out with her lately, I told her that maybe we could fix that. She jumped at the idea and asked when I would like to hang out, suggesting the next day. I said that the next day could work, and mentioned that I was also just sitting at home bored at the current time, subtly hinting at a desire to meet up that night. She said that she would love to hang out two days in a row, but that she couldn't go too far from home this late in her pregnancy and didn't want to make me drive back and forth all weekend (remember, she lives at the edge of my search radius). With her not being able to travel, my house was no longer an option, and since she currently lived with her parents, her place was not an option either. This only left one solution if I was going to fulfill my fantasy: Doing it out in the open.

Just kidding – I texted her back and suggested that if we wanted to hang out both Friday and Saturday, I could avoid the long drive by just getting myself a hotel room out there. She liked this idea and asked if I was going to head out soon. I told her I was getting ready, and casually asked if I stayed up there, would she be staying with me, or would I just be alone in a different place? She said that she would hang out at the room for a while, and we would see where things went from there. Bingo. That's all it takes. With that assurance in mind, I booked a nice hotel room (marked down to an affordable rate since it was still open that late at night), and hit the road. I picked her up as planned, and we went out to get some ice cream and chat. She was definitely cute, and her clothes were pulled tight over her pregnant body. I was dying to see what was underneath. I played it cool and we talked for about an hour before I took her hand, leaned in and gave her a little kiss. Nothing much, just enough to show her I was interested and get her hormones going. We talked for a few minutes, then decided to head back to the hotel room and watch a movie and chat in relative comfort.

We got to the hotel and headed up to the room. It was nice. I had booked a suite with a king-size bed and a big TV right in front of it. She went to the bathroom, and then I did, and when I came out she was lying on the bed with the TV tuned to a late-night talk show. I lay down next to her and she cuddled up next to me. I put my left arm around her and pulled her in, then I gently put my right hand under her chin, brought it up, and gave her a little kiss. She started to kiss deeply, but I let our lips part and lay my head back on the pillow and turned my attention towards the TV. She was hooked. Her hormones were rushing and if she wanted to satisfy them, she was going to have to chase me. She put a hand on my shirt and closed my shirt in her fist, pulling me in. We kissed deeply and I tugged at her clothes to get her going. It was obvious she wanted more from the way she was fingering the buttons on my shirt, attempting to undo them. I took this as a positive sign and slid a hand under her shirt, unhooking her bra. She then used two hands and undid all of the buttons on my shirt, pulling it off, never breaking our lips apart. We continued to kiss and she sat up straight, clearly giving me the signal to take off her shirt. I lifted the tight T-shirt over her head and her unclasped bra fell to the side, revealing the most tremendous, swollen breasts that I have ever felt. Her nipples were already hard, and I was in awe that her breasts were far bigger than I had anticipated underneath her clothes. She pulled my undershirt over my head and we continued making out, laying back down on the bed. Our hands were roaming, and soon I was rubbing her swollen, sopping wet vagina through her black yoga pants. She lifted her hips and together, we removed those as well. With her on her back, I continued to kiss her and moved my right hand down to run a finger over her swollen lips. My imagination was correct! Her vulva was so swollen, I could almost hold it in my hand, and the opening was coated in a slippery, ever-so-slightly thicker than normal vaginal fluid. I rubbed her clit until my hand was sopping wet, and then gently slid a finger inside. I continued for about one second before she started moaning and whispered "Fuck me…" I rolled on to my back and she quickly took off my belt and my jeans, taking my rock-hard cock in her hands and gently putting her warm mouth over it. She sucked on the head, using just the right amount of lips and tongue, then began to bob her head a few times. I already felt like I was about to burst. I rolled her on to her back and kissed her, positioning myself in between her smooth legs. I put my face in close and whispered to her, asking if she was clean. She assured me that she was, reminding me that she had been tested recently as part of her pregnancy. That was good enough for me. I put my swollen head at the entrance to her swollen, sopping vagina and slowly rubbed myself against her clit, lubricated by the abundant juices. She went wild. She was gasping and grabbed my cock with one hand, trying to direct it into herself. What I had imagined about the hormones was true! Every little thing I did seemed to drive her into a frenzy and I wasn't quite done teasing her. I continued the foreplay for about a minute, then allowed the head of my penis to find the opening to her vagina and pushed it slightly inside the entrance. This also sent her into a frenzy and at this point, I was on edge, too. I plunged deeply inside of her and felt every last bit of my penis being hugged by her swollen vaginal walls. It was the most amazing feeling I have experienced. We maintained a steady motion in missionary position, passionately kissing each other while my cock glided in and out of her swollen pussy lips. I felt like I was about to cum the entire time. I slowed down, attempting to delay the end, and she half whispered, half moaned that she wanted to ride me. I pulled out and lay on my back. She turned over and took my cock in her hand and quickly guided it to her mouth. It was so hot knowing that she was sucking her juices off of me, I still felt like I was about to cum. She removed her lips from my member and climbed on top, straddling me and placing my cock upright beneath her, then lowered herself onto it. She began the grinding motion that women love when they're on top and I could tell she was about to come. I reached a hand down and found her clit, applying pressure and rubbing it while my cock stayed buried deep inside of her. I felt a tremor in her vagina and then her thighs clamped shut on my hips and her pussy began hugging my cock in a way I had never experienced. Her swollen state made the contractions feel more uniform and gentle than the typical ring-like contractions I had experienced in the past. With her climax achieved, we fucked for a few minutes in doggy style before returning to missionary position, which happens to be my favorite. I pumped deep inside her, fondling her swollen breasts and hard nipples and she asked if I was about to cum. She didn't want me to stop, but I told her I was about to blow and she quickly changed her demeanor and begged me to come inside of her. Not having to be asked twice, I began pumping deeply and obliged, releasing rope after rope inside of her. Having accomplished my fantasy, I collapsed onto the bed and promptly fell asleep, awash in post-coital endorphins.

I hope you enjoyed the story! I welcome any kind of comments or feedback!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3xhtha/fulfilled_one_of_my_fantasies_last_night_thanks