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My pregnant colleague, (start and continued, my experience) We knew each other, but had little to do with each other. I liked this young woman who wore her first child in my body. She was in the eighth month when our paths crossed. She looked for protection against a storm and suddenly stood in my office. I could see her that her belly didn’t fell easy for her. She looked so cute, slightly decayed shoulder -length hair, her big dear eyes and also her stomach.
I just thought the lucky one who poured out in it. Her husband was seldom came home, so that my young colleague was often alone. We were so sympathetic at the moment that she invited me to me. At this point I clearly have to say that I had no erotic thoughts that refer to them! But it often happens in life. She lacked tenderness, which I immediately noticed. We sat close to each other on the couch.
She smelled so lovely and attractive, I just had to get closer to her and hug her tightly in my arms. She let it. I don’t know what it’s like to be pregnant. Children were not granted to me. So I asked her to be allowed to touch her belly. She raised the long sweater, which had previously almost reached her knees. I gently put a hand on her stomach and stroked this path.
I wanted to say something, noticed that she had closed her eyes. So I was silent. My hand now slid over the whole belly, from left to right and from top to bottom. She didn’t move a piece, let me grant me. I saw her heart pounding, what would she think? My hand slid down the stomach. I paused on the hem of her briefs, which just stretched over her venus hill. It remained deeply breathing and with their eyes closed, leaning backwards, sitting next to me.
Next to me was a really magically beautiful woman, slim, apart from the belly, smaller than me and almost twenty years younger. I took a little courage. My little finger hiked over the fabric of the brief, again no resistance from her. Then there were more fingers that continue to happen. After all, my whole hand was on the triangle of fabric that covered her shame. She opened her legs slightly, enjoyed the touch. But she gave me no more signs for one more! And it didn’t get any more, unfortunately I had to go.
She looked a little sad, but I invited her to me for the next day, with a lot more time! Her eyes started to shine again. Almost she had thrown me over when she visited me the next day. She asked about my husband right away. He was not present and he wouldn’t come so quickly either, we had a lot of time together. It was not quite right, because my husband had only walked out a bit out of hearing.
With a fruit juice we make it comfortable in the bedroom. We were on our marriage bed and had a lot to tell ourselves. Here I learned that she hadn’t had sex for months. Her husband didn’t want to hurt her because of the child. Maybe he didn’t feel like his fat woman either. I all the more! Again we were told in the arms, my little friend had undressed her tight pants, it was much more pleasant for her.
I accidentally touched her chest, which was nicely touched. She was by no means withdrawn. Again I stroked her stomach and also the hem of her briefs, only, now with my fingers underneath. The pregnant mouse next to me began to purr, kept very quiet. My fingers wandered deeper under the tight fabric, reaching their labia and their pleasure button. She opened her legs slightly, whimpered almost fading. I gently massaged them more strongly, and my fingers slid into their wet opening again and again.
It came with a suffocating theater according to the lust. She opened her eyes, pulled me up and I kissed her very intensively on her mouth. She kept me very firmly, my hands looked for her breasts and found her too. A little later she was completely naked next to me, highly excited, after satisfaction. Küssend I wandered down on her body, lay down between her widely spread legs and began to caress her.
Her hands literally pressed my head into her lap. Every movement of my tongue brought them closer to the climax. With the help of my hands, she reached him, this time not suffocating, not suppressive. A violent pleasure scream broke out of her. She breathed quickly and deeply. Her hot hands took my thighs, pushed them apart and then dug into my pleasure grotto. The movements were nimble and targeted. It was also not difficult to ride my exciting points for top performance.
So it came to me after a few movements. Carefully, as far as her stomach allowed, she slid down on me, kissed me on the stomach and then underneath it. Her tongue reached my clitoris, massaged her. She licked me to another orgasm. When we were a little exhausted, Control side by side she confessed to me that she had never had sex with a woman. It was her first time. It felt nice for both of us, the desire for more of it awoke.
In the coming days we met almost every day and every time we landed in bed together. We explored each other, felt the details of our bodies, tried new things, seriously and loved each other and loved each other. I knew her love -addicted pleasure opening in all details, knew her arousal points, knew what she needed. And contrary, it was no different. She also knew everything about my anatomy and she knew how to get me. The latter learned very quickly.
She knew exactly where and how she had to touch me so that I can’t say no anymore. She became so nice to me that I was a little afraid of her too. I didn’t want to leave her alone for the last few weeks of pregnancy and suggested her to live the time with me. At first she excluded it, she didn’t want to be a burden and did not give up a frustration with my husband. She even beat a little cheeky to be able to sleep in the big bed, the bed that I had offered.
I couldn’t help but smile in the inner smile. The three? So I asked her what if my husband accidentally touched her. She laughed briefly: “I hope that!“After all, she already knew how tolerant we deal with each other. What a little slit ear! She wanted us both! But she packed it skillfully. She would like to watch a couple sleep together. Just be there when it happens. When I told my husband, he broke out in a laugh.
He had expected everything, but not that. We clarify what can happen or what should happen. Just as he gives me other men, I gave me permission for him. If both want it, it should be like that. So far I haven’t had an opportunity to watch my husband with another woman! Plus a highly pregnant woman! Then she was at the door, two large travel bags with clothes and her husband.
He was surprised that I wanted to take care of his wife, but had no objections. It also seemed safer for him. Purely, or not, my husband came and greeted the one who was previously unknown to him. He casually said to the stranger that he likes to clear his bed for women. The husband of my little round friend seemed to have noticed anything, not even when she fell over my neck as a greeting.
The first night of three We were all three in bed very early, my husband, my pregnant girlfriend and too. “Did you talk about it?“My fellow candidate wanted to know. We had. Then she was asked by my husband if she really wanted to watch. She wanted it and it went down. My sweet tore my body’s little night clothes, began to caress me, spoiled my whole body. His thing stood hard up to him when he knelt quite presented between my legs.
He saw our guest when he tail Caused in me. We drove it together in front of their eyes, full of pleasure and full of lust. Meanwhile, she herself put a hand on herself. I came, she came and my husband also came directly in me. As soon as he had given me, I had new caressing hands and lips on my body. My little friend took over my body. But my husband didn’t just watch, he stroked the foreign female body, its curves and also her lust.
But now, as previously agreed, we pushed our third part on the back. I kissed her and her breasts, my husband kissed her labia and carefully tasted it. He pushed himself under her body, her legs were bent and opened. Slowly the limb, who is now greedily standing, moved up and slowly slid into it. The little person with the thick belly reared up briefly, tried to open further and enjoyed the four hands, my lips and the tail in it extremely receiving.
She was so badly divided, so hungry for fulfillment, she came so quickly and so intensely! Without giving her way, my husband pushed the little person up in bed. Her back lay on the wall, but she couldn’t see over her belly as he was in it. Feel all the more! Both looked into the eyes while the movements continued. The movements became faster, as well as their breath. The little body began to tremble and shake.
She gasped, held her breath, continued to breathe and exploded with a fulfillment. The filled thorn was still in her body. Slowly she came back to his senses, my husband had been waiting for that moment. His blows became faster and faster, then he paused. I could see his abdominal blanket twitching. It was the moment when he discharged himself in the other woman, sprayed his seed in her and satisfied herself to her. It was a strange feeling for me to see how he did, but jealousy did not come up.
Time passed too quickly. Her tummy grew and there was little time left to savor her and her pregnancy. Everything that happened was only between and women. She learned everything from me, everything I experienced and everything I would like to experience. She listened carefully to me, just like a small child to read a fairy tale. Their experiences were more modest and not the way I was allowed to have them.
But she wanted to know everything, all the details that I felt, what drove me. It was the time when I infected her with the “lust virus”. Soon she started spinning fantasies, could imagine doing a lot to do me the same time. However, she has a very serious problem. I looked at her belly, but she shook her head. Your husband would never participate. Only what he had already said, he would like to watch his wife with a woman.
Whether he suspected that there was more than just care between us? It was once again a Sunday evening. She had to let her husband go again. He always left at the same time to reach his distant job on time. The appointment for delivery was one week ahead. At the planned time he wanted to be with her. There was no longer. In the middle of the night of Monday, the contractions began. I woke up when she banged next to me and tried to prevent the pain sounds.
In this situation I was inexperienced myself, children were never granted to me. It was the first time, that she calmed me down. Most of the time it was the other way around. So I shot out of bed and woke my husband. “The child comes!“It should have been a fireman, I have never seen him fall out of bed so quickly. Back with my little ball hit me a blow. The little bitch lay there with legs spread and played between the contractions on the clit! She was relocated.
I just laughed loudly and said that she wouldn’t need the thing down there the next time. The contractions came faster, so we were sitting an hour later in the car and drove to the hospital. One of the first questions by the medical staff was aimed at my husband: “Are you the Father?“It is always so quick -witted:“ I wish I would be!“So it was to stay outside for him. My little one wanted me to be there at birth.
But I still had to … my husband had to calm me down more than the expectant Mother. He was born for disasters, knows how to deal with it well from career paths. He took care of the call to the expectant father, with my boss and also with his. We couldn’t leave my little thickness alone. A few hours later everything was over. I could experience a birth, mother and daughter are doing well. My husband alone suffered from hunger and tiredness that he felt sick himself.
No matter, we had a daughter. “Come on grandma, we have to go home!“I heard him say. That even took my breath away from me! But it already fit from age. I warned him that he should say everything to me, but not grandma. The day went there. In the early afternoon I visited the freshly baked mother with her offspring. The father was not yet back. I was informed that he will be completely next to him as soon as he should arrive.
So it was too. He didn’t really notice me, only had the point for his wife and the daughter. I understood that. So I said goodbye with a hand kiss and left the young happiness alone. It was evening, my husband made up for his working hours and was not yet at home. I showered when it rang at the door. I thought it was my husband, threw me over a bathrobe and opened the door.
At first I only saw a huge bouquet of flowers, only then the young father behind it. I asked him in. He didn’t want to stop me, but he wanted to thank you for everything we had done for his wife. His gaze wandered down on me, I noticed that the bathrobe was not properly closed. He stepped close to me, pressed me with thankful words and wanted to go. I stopped him and asked if he wanted to drive his car in his condition! His questioning face looked like a comic cut.
I pointed to his pants, because I didn’t think the bump on my thigh. So I pulled it back and opened his pants. His lümmel jumped towards me immediately. And before I could say something, he pressed himself firmly against me and me against the wall. He reached for my thighs, looking for a path between her. He found it. In the hallway, on the wall, standing, he sank his lance.
Seconds later, his liquid flowed out of me. He apologized to me with opened eyes, he was sorry and please, please … everything is good, I explained to him. It is with him if he wants to tell his wife. I wouldn’t do it at first. When he left me, my husband already appeared, said to me that he had seen the completely rushed young father. He was here, pointed on the bouquet of flowers on the ground.
My husband saw the open bathrobe. I have to wash myself again, I explained my husband briefly, the visit I left something else. He shook his head with a smile: “It is so bad about him?“The next day I went to the hospital again and met the whole young family there. After a short greeting I saw his guilty conscience in his eyes, the happy rays in the eyes of my little ones. “Hopefully you weren’t uncomfortable!“, She said to me.
He had confessed! He didn’t know that if necessary, his wife had asked me exactly for this little help to relax. When he got coffee, my little one looked at me from bed: “Will go on with us? Even without belly?“I kissed her:“ Even without a stomach!”.
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