Scarlet men disclose their hottest-ever moments. This month, one remembers pleasuring his pregnant partner.
I just couldn’t keep my hands off Suzanne’s body when her pregnancy bump began to show. Seeing her belly all big – not to mention her tits going up a few cup sizes – made me want her all the more.
She looked so feminine and sexy with that big, round bump of our child inside her. Thinking back, there wasn’t a part of her body that didn’t flesh out during the last three months and I remember her feeling down about it one afternoon – she was worried about getting stretch marks or something – but I just hugged her and told her how sexy she looked. We’ve always had a good sexual relationship, but she could tell I was more aroused than usual. I just couldn’t stop groping her bum and thighs, which felt extra cuddly, having gained a few pounds.
“Do you really like me like this?” she asked, as I slid my hands down the back of her skirt.
“Yeah, you’re more beautiful than ever,” I replied, my fingers cupping her curvy cheeks. I was pressing my crotch gently against her belly, my erection digging into her so she knew I wasn’t lying just to make her feel better. A lot of people see a pregnant woman and automatically tell her she’s glowing, but I wanted her to know I really meant it.
“In fact, I can’t get enough of you right now,” I added, pulling her over to the leather settee. It was mid-afternoon and we never shag then, so I think she thought I was just mucking around, but the truth was that I was gagging for it. Her big bum and breasts and especially her bump had brought out the neanderthal in me. That bump was a testament to my virility, to the strength of my spunk and my manhood, so I guess that’s why it turned me on so much.
At the risk of sounding chauvinistic, a man can’t put his mark on a woman in any clearer way than by getting her pregnant. That swelling in her belly proved Suzanne was mine; it proved she was mine to hold and to fuck, which is exactly what I planned to do right then.
She took off her top, uncovering her maternity bra, and then I told her to lie down on her back. Her nipples were poking through her bra, her breasts filled with milk for our future child – assuming I hadn’t sucked them dry by then.
It goes without saying that I’ve always loved sucking Suzanne’s nipples, so I didn’t really need any extra excuse. But when I undid her bra, uncovered her teats and saw them swollen out of all proportion, it was impossible not to attack them with extra passion, spurred on by her kittenish purrs of delight. But I didn’t suck them for as long as usual, as I got distracted by her bump, fondling and kissing her sticky-out stomach. That mound was a testament to Suzanne’s fertility and womanhood, every bit as much as it was to my virility, so she really got off on me touching her there. “That feels so great,” she said, so I carried on kissing until she pulled her skirt and knickers off. She spread her legs and exposed her c**t lips, which had opened wide and were wet with juice. Her belly was too big for the missionary position, so I knelt between her thighs and then, still sitting upright, drew her to me and steered my cock inside her. Then I leaned on her belly and started thrusting, my fingers spread out across her bump.
The smooth, rhythmic motion of my passionate thrusting sent ripples through Suzanne’s body. I watched her overgrown breasts bouncing up and down and felt her stomach wobbling beneath my hands, even more so as I picked up speed, my cock driving in and out of her c**t. Her muscles were gripping my shaft tight, sending electrifying tingles throughout my swollen length, which made me want to fuck her even harder and fill her with more of my fertile seed. I’d already planted one child within her, and I knew I had the means to plant so many more.
I hammered my full length into Suzanne’s pussy, then felt a thick wave of jism gushing out of my cockhead. Her c**t walls spasmed around my manhood as the force of my climax sparked her own sticky rush. Then she did what she always did after she comes – she asked for kisses. Of course, I had to lean across her bump to do that, and as my stomach pressed against her bulge I felt its warmth. Her face was red from the heat of her climax. God, did she look beautiful! Glowing, as they say, with a maternal and womanly radiance – which made me want to fuck her all night long.
