When Sue finally returns back to her home, she is almost over the wall in arousal despite having just ever so recently gotten two rounds with her boyfriend's roomate. It's just that for the entire ride home she couldn't get the delightful imagine of women with swollen bellies out of her head. It wasn't even a specific attraction to them. No, the real fetish that she was realizing she was getting very quickly, was slightly different. This was because in the very most arousing images for the petite blond, were the occasional ones that would pop up with her being the one with the large pregnant belly and tits. Moaning like a whore as she is fucked by some man, who's mouth is leaning in to suck at her lactating tits. It made her want to lean a hand down to her still sloppy pussy, and just rub until she was cumming again. But she could hardly do that right now, being on the road and all. Still though, occasionally an aroused gasp would escape her lips as she drove down the road, her mind still wandering towards arousing places.
When she finally made it into her apartment, she slammed the door behind her her breath having gotten more and more raggedy as her lust flared back up through her. As quick as she could, she tossed away the clothes she had on, and practically ran towards the mirror in her bathroom. The sight on the other end of the mirror showed a very ruffled woman. Her hair was still messed up from her romp with Ryan. Her body was covered in dried sweat. And her cheeks were flushed with arousal, bright red in a deep blush. But it was her pussy that was the most curious, with what she thought we were her own leaking out of it slowly. It made her take one of her slender hands and rubs her tiny stomach, unaware of the fact that is would not be flat for very much longer. Now that a bun was firmly in her oven, the image of her with a swollen belly and tits was destiny. But as she rubbed, her other hand moved downward to her now bare crotch, hoping to rub something else.
Two very satisfying orgasms later, Sue was now lying in bed, panting and breathing heavily as she thought about her erotically charged afternoon. She couldn't take it anymore. Malc was simply not putting enough attention into her needs. Gasping slightly, she reached to her counter, and grabbed her cell phone, absentmindedly punching the buttons on the phone. “Malc?” she asked softly, trying to hide the lust from her voice. “We need to talk...” |