Background first. When I was almost 20, I carried on a very secret and very intense relationship with a girl younger than me. Without going into details let’s just say she was MUCH younger. But Janet had a body that couldn’t be ignored. She was the best friend of a ****** member and, as a result, we had had contact for a number of years. It wasn’t until I had gotten to almost 20 that what had been a friendly acquaintance became a torrid ‘affair’ carried on out of sight and, hence, out of mind, of both our parents and friends.
Janet was about 5’4” with heavy, wavy strawberry blonde hair, brown eyes and good looks. She was not beautiful, she was not ‘fine-featured’. She was just attractive. Her chest was a 34B or maybe pushing a C with a waist carrying the last signs of baby fat and hips and thighs that were literally designed for bikinis. Janet wasn’t ‘chubby’; she was ‘sturdy. And for whatever reason there was a connection between us that was impossible to ignore. For her part a big factor was having an older college guy (I was a sophomore) interested in her and she tried hard to play the part of an older girl. We both knew we had to keep things very secret otherwise everyone around us would have been screaming and ranting. So we took what we had.
Janet was about the best kisser I’ve ever known; those deep, active tongue kisses that got a guy rock hard and wanting more. Yes, we frenched every chance we got and, because she wanted to act older, she let me show her all about boys and girls. She loved my cock. I’m not the heaviest hung guy but what I have is thick and meaty. Janet would simply stare at it when we’d be making out and I’d pull it out. She’d sit with me frenching with her fingers wrapped around the shaft just holding and squeezing. For her part, Janet’s nipples were big and pinkish-brown with wide, puffy areola and she didn’t mind me playing with her pussy or eating it as long as I didn’t try putting my cock in her. Her pussy has a thick bush of golden red hair she kept trimmed. The lips were somewhat darkened and when I’d lick her the lips would distend and open to a hole pink and glistening with juice. For almost a year we’d intermittently find ourselves together and make the most of it. One heated summer day when we were alone at my parents’ place, we went to the garage and began kissing and fondling. With her top open and those sexy tits wobbling, Janet held my cock in her hand and stroked it. She stared at her hand moving on it while I fondled her tits. When I told her I was ready to shoot, she gripped my cock harder and watched an impressive stream of semen spurt heavily and splatter over the cement floor. Janet kept stroking until nothing else came out and then looked at me wide-eyed. “You know,” she said softly, “if you shot all that in me there’s no doubt I’d get pregnant”.
We never did fuck, however; Janet was quite happy being eaten and having her clit rubbed until she went thru a series of soft, whimpering climaxes. One day as she watched my shoot another heavy load under her careful stroking, she surprised me by saying quietly, “I’d love to get pregnant by you”. She paused and shrugged. “But I know it’d be the worst thing for us”. From that point on we’d find a way to imagine her pregnant by me and how excited she’d be. It was all talk, though, and nothing ever came close to happening.
As life usually does, our paths took different routes. I ended up getting married to an absolute shrew and Janet married some tall, lanky dweeb who made everyone wonder what Janet ever saw in him. Be that as it may, we each had our own lives and families to focus on and soon just lost track of each other. When I’d heard she’d had a baby it reminded me of her wistful desire toward me and I chalked it up to just one of those things. For almost ten years I worked out of state before coming back to accept a job in a hospital close to where I lived. To be frank, during that time I didn’t give Janet a thought. She had taken her place in my memories and I was sure would stay there – a memory.
You can’t imagine my surprise when I walked down the hallway to one of the clinics and saw Janet’s father sitting there. We greeted each other and he explained he was simply waiting to see a surgeon for a minor deal and as I talked with him, Janet showed up. My heart began racing and I got a knot in my stomach. She hadn’t really changed except her hips were a bit wider and her ass was more round and heavy than I remembered. Seeing me she broke into a huge smile and we made small talk with her father for a few moments until I offered to show her around; better than sitting in a waiting room all day.
I wanted so badly to fondle that round, plump ass and feel it; feel those sexy tits with their wide areola and long nipples. But Janet seemed happy just to talk about old times and admitted she would have done just about anything for me. I bought her a snack and coffee and as we sat in the coffee shop I jokingly reminded her of that desire she had for giving me a baby. Janet smiled slowly, remembering. “That would have been perfect,” she said and my heart rate doubled. We chatted a bit more before going back to the waiting area. Approaching a elevator, Janet dug into her purse for paper and pen and quickly jotted down her phone number at work. I gave her my own number as well as my cell. As we got into an elevator and the door closed, Janet suddenly pressed against me and delivered one of those awesome, deep, hard-working tongue kisses. Getting off the elevator she simply smiled and slowly winked at me.
As it turned out, Janet worked not 15 minutes from me. After that surprise first meeting she made an effort to keep in touch, often leaving me messages with sensual double meaning. She surprised me for my birthday and took me to lunch. As I got in her car she handed me a long-stemmed red rose. The next moment found us tongue-kissing like randy teenagers. From that point it was phone calls every day, sometimes I’d elect to work nights and Janet would drive to meet me, we began having lunch together 2-3x a week. When Janet visited at night we’d end up in my darkened office making out like crazy. She wasn’t really happy with her husband but was going to stick it out, she told me. A second nighttime visit got her to mention her husband was going to be out of town for two weeks. I said nothing but listened carefully. As I walked her to her car I spoke carefully.
“Why don’t I get a room at the Inn,” I tried to sound casual, “and spend the night. You can come stay as long as you want”. Janet glanced at me quickly.
“What is your wife gonna say?” she asked, but I noticed she didn’t reject the idea.
“She won’t care,” I laughed. “I just tell her I’ll be working late and she’ll be in bed snoring”.
Janice nodded thoughtfully. “I don’t know if I should,” she barely whispered. “It might be a bad time of the month”. I got a knot in my stomach.
“Your period?” I asked and was surprised to see Janet shake her head.
“No,” she said softly, looking up at me. “Just the opposite. I’ll be fertile”. We reached her car and we both got into the front seat and Janet immediately turned and began tongue kissing again. My hand slid along one full, firm thigh and she parted it slightly so I could press my hand against her pussy. As soon as her hips began moving, though, Janet broke off the kiss. “Whew!” she fanned herself quickly. “Almost got to be too much!” She smiled at me.
“What about next week?” I asked. “The room”.
“I’m not sure,” Janet bit her bottom lip. We parted company on that note.
I was anxious and excited the next several days. On Monday, on impulse, I went ahead and reserved a room for Tuesday night and left a message for Janet giving the date and time I’d be there. It was up to her.
To be honest, I would have totally understood if Janet decided not to meet with me. She had her husband and kids. My offer was based on old times that we had and hoped had carried over. It was truly something of a long shot but I got to the hotel and made myself comfortable. I poured myself a drink and turned on the TV, sprawled across the bed and watched a series of programs as I channel surfed. By 7pm I was pretty sure Janet had decided to forego my planned ‘adventure’ and I couldn’t blame her. As a matter of fact I was castigating myself for being such a moron for thinking this whole thing was such a great idea. Then the phone in the room buzzed. It was Janet at the main desk asking what room I was in.
At her soft knock at the door I let her in. Janet looked very good: simple print peasant dress with a very low cut bodice, no bra so her tits swayed and wobbled freely as she entered the room, her hair was pulled back in a french braid and she carried a small overnight bag. Without a word she turned to me, her arms went around my neck and she proceeded to almost swab my throat with her tongue. My hands went to that great ass, holding handfuls firmly, and pulled her tight against me. I knew she could feel my hard cock pressing between her thighs and when we finished kissing, Janet said she wanted to get a shower. I laid on the bed, cock hard, and waited.
Janet came from the shower in a thin robe loosely belted at the waist. As the top opened her tits were visible all the way to her nipples. Beneath the loose belt when the robe flared open I could see that heavenly triangle of strawberry blonde pussy hair between those full, smooth thighs. Janet slid onto the bed next to me and we began kissing as she removed my slacks and her fingers curled around my cock. She groaned in my mouth. My hand went under the robe and she opened her thighs, letting my fingers move over her soft pussylips and stroke up and down between them. She sighed and lay on her back, opening the robe wide. “Eat me like you used to do,” she hissed in a low voice. As I moved down the bed her thighs parted wider and she lifted her hips so I could slide my hands under that plump, smooth ass. As I buried my face in her hole I felt Janet’s hands come to the back of my head, pressing me deeper as she began humping at my mouth. “Eat it,” she urged me on, “eat me so good”. I lapped and tongued and nibbled her clit. My face was warm and wet and sticky with juice when I finally lifted from her furry hole and moved up her belly, kissing and nibbling gently. I got to her tits and she scooped them both to my mouth, allowing my suck hard and tongue both nipples. Janet’s hand moved down to my cock, gripping it and slowly stroking as we lay there. My mouth found hers and Janet began tongue kissing, tasting her own juices in my mouth and on my tongue. I slid a hand between her thighs and pushed two fingers up into her pussy. Janet groaned softly, legs parting, and let me finger fuck her slowly. The inside of her pussy was so hot and wet and soft I slid my fingers in and out gently, my thumb rubbing her clit. Her juices were slurping and coating both my hand and her inner thighs.
Janet stopped kissing so she could look at my cock in her hand. She squeezed if softly as she stroked it. “You want to do it bareback, don’t you,” she whispered, never taking her eyes from my dick.
“Yes,” I whispered in her ear and she looked at me sideways.
“If you shoot in me,” she said softly, “you know what’s going to happen, right?” I nodded. “Do you want that?” she asked and I nodded again. “Are you gonna come visit your baby…and your baby’s mother in the hospital?” she asked again, glancing at me and holding my cock firmly.
“Yes,” I told her in a thick voice. Janet lay back on the bed, pulling me with her.
“Fuck me,” she said hoarsely. Her big thighs were already spread and she rubbed the head of my cock up and down between her opened pussylips. I could feel the heat coming from her. When she had pushed the head of my cock into her hole, she looked at me. “Are you ready to make me a mommy?” in a soft voice. I surged my hips and heard Janet gasp slightly as my cock slid up into her pussy. It was like being imbedded in liquid heat. I entered easily and slid all the way. ‘Balls deep’ I think the saying is. Janet clutched my arms until I was totally inserted and imbedded. Her back arched and she had squeezed her eyes shut until I bottomed out. Slowly her body relaxed, legs coming up around me and her arms draped over my shoulders as we began an instinctive, rhythmic fucking. In and out…I felt my cock sliding along her pussylips and then back in again. Janet’s nipples pressed hard at my chest and her hips began rolling gently, ass rotating slightly on the bed as she humped up and down on my cock. With each thrust deep into her churning pussy, Janet grunted softly, “Unh-unh-unh” and her arms came around my neck tightly; her mouth at my ear.
“Fuck me,” she whispered harshly, “fuck me deep”. The undersides of Janet’s asscheeks was so wet my balls felt glued there. The bed creaked gently, skin slapped at skin and where my cock was pumping her pussy came that slick, wet slurpy sound.
“I’m going to cum,” I gasped and Janet gripped me tighter, her breathing ragged and her body stiffed as she experienced a series of climaxes. Those full thighs tightened against me and Janet brought her legs back until her knees almost touched her tits. I felt like my cock was sawing in and out of her. With a groan I felt the sperm rocket from my cock, semen pulsed in strong jets deep into her convulsing pussy, splattering her cervix, layering it with seed. Janet strained at me, squealing softly as more sperm kept spurting inside her. We both tensed and finally sagged back into the bed, locked together. “It went deep,” Janet finally sighed. “I can feel it deep up against my womb”. We laid there with my cock plugging her pussy, keeping my seed packed tight at the mouth of her cervix. We didn’t talk, we kissed softly and after several minutes I felt my cock growing hard again. Janet looked up at me. “You want to make sure?” she asked in a soft voice? We began to fuck a second time. Her pussy was so slick with cum my cock worked easily, gliding back and forth as Janet, energized, urged me on. “Put it deep,” she groaned. “Put your baby in me. Make my belly swell. Make me proud to carry your baby!” Her clit dragged against my cock and it sent her into a long series of small climaxes. Her hands went to my hips, pulling me hard and deep into her where I exploded with a second big load of sperm.
Janet spent the night. We fucked with her atop me, doggie, facing each other and finally with me sitting in a chair and Janet straddling my lap. I suggested she suck my cock but she said she didn’t want it out of her pussy. As we left the hotel the next morning, Janet gave me yet another dazzling deep tongue kiss and whispered, “Let’s see what happens”.
Two months later Janet called to schedule another nighttime visit. In my darkened office as we were kissing, Janet pulled out my cock and began pumping it slowly. I enjoyed the rhythm of her hand as she rested her head on my shoulder. Suddenly, she lifted her head and gave me a french kiss. “I’m pregnant,” she said in a low voice, smiling slyly. “You’re going to be a daddy”. I stared at her, excited and aroused. Janet giggled and nodded. “I’m two months along,” she said. “I’m going to have your baby…finally”. I felt speechless and with a seductive wink, Janice lowered her head and began sucking my cock. I didn’t last long, sending a strong pulsing string of sperm into her mouth. Janet’s head kept bobbing up and down for a moment before she slowed, lifted her face and swallowed deeply. “Mommy needs her protein,” she giggled and gave me another deep kiss.
We continued our lunch dates and I was thrilled and turned on watching her belly swell and bulge. By her eighth month her tits were round and heavy as well as her stomach. Alone in her car she’d open her top and let me feel the round, swollen belly. And true to my promise I visited her in the hospital when she delivered a healthy baby girl. One evening, right after Janet had finished breastfeeding our ******** and as she waited for her husband to arrive, she took my hand and placed it on her stomach.
“You know,” she said, looking at me, “if we time it right, we can give our ******** a little playmate”.
Janet was about 5’4” with heavy, wavy strawberry blonde hair, brown eyes and good looks. She was not beautiful, she was not ‘fine-featured’. She was just attractive. Her chest was a 34B or maybe pushing a C with a waist carrying the last signs of baby fat and hips and thighs that were literally designed for bikinis. Janet wasn’t ‘chubby’; she was ‘sturdy. And for whatever reason there was a connection between us that was impossible to ignore. For her part a big factor was having an older college guy (I was a sophomore) interested in her and she tried hard to play the part of an older girl. We both knew we had to keep things very secret otherwise everyone around us would have been screaming and ranting. So we took what we had.
Janet was about the best kisser I’ve ever known; those deep, active tongue kisses that got a guy rock hard and wanting more. Yes, we frenched every chance we got and, because she wanted to act older, she let me show her all about boys and girls. She loved my cock. I’m not the heaviest hung guy but what I have is thick and meaty. Janet would simply stare at it when we’d be making out and I’d pull it out. She’d sit with me frenching with her fingers wrapped around the shaft just holding and squeezing. For her part, Janet’s nipples were big and pinkish-brown with wide, puffy areola and she didn’t mind me playing with her pussy or eating it as long as I didn’t try putting my cock in her. Her pussy has a thick bush of golden red hair she kept trimmed. The lips were somewhat darkened and when I’d lick her the lips would distend and open to a hole pink and glistening with juice. For almost a year we’d intermittently find ourselves together and make the most of it. One heated summer day when we were alone at my parents’ place, we went to the garage and began kissing and fondling. With her top open and those sexy tits wobbling, Janet held my cock in her hand and stroked it. She stared at her hand moving on it while I fondled her tits. When I told her I was ready to shoot, she gripped my cock harder and watched an impressive stream of semen spurt heavily and splatter over the cement floor. Janet kept stroking until nothing else came out and then looked at me wide-eyed. “You know,” she said softly, “if you shot all that in me there’s no doubt I’d get pregnant”.
We never did fuck, however; Janet was quite happy being eaten and having her clit rubbed until she went thru a series of soft, whimpering climaxes. One day as she watched my shoot another heavy load under her careful stroking, she surprised me by saying quietly, “I’d love to get pregnant by you”. She paused and shrugged. “But I know it’d be the worst thing for us”. From that point on we’d find a way to imagine her pregnant by me and how excited she’d be. It was all talk, though, and nothing ever came close to happening.
As life usually does, our paths took different routes. I ended up getting married to an absolute shrew and Janet married some tall, lanky dweeb who made everyone wonder what Janet ever saw in him. Be that as it may, we each had our own lives and families to focus on and soon just lost track of each other. When I’d heard she’d had a baby it reminded me of her wistful desire toward me and I chalked it up to just one of those things. For almost ten years I worked out of state before coming back to accept a job in a hospital close to where I lived. To be frank, during that time I didn’t give Janet a thought. She had taken her place in my memories and I was sure would stay there – a memory.
You can’t imagine my surprise when I walked down the hallway to one of the clinics and saw Janet’s father sitting there. We greeted each other and he explained he was simply waiting to see a surgeon for a minor deal and as I talked with him, Janet showed up. My heart began racing and I got a knot in my stomach. She hadn’t really changed except her hips were a bit wider and her ass was more round and heavy than I remembered. Seeing me she broke into a huge smile and we made small talk with her father for a few moments until I offered to show her around; better than sitting in a waiting room all day.
I wanted so badly to fondle that round, plump ass and feel it; feel those sexy tits with their wide areola and long nipples. But Janet seemed happy just to talk about old times and admitted she would have done just about anything for me. I bought her a snack and coffee and as we sat in the coffee shop I jokingly reminded her of that desire she had for giving me a baby. Janet smiled slowly, remembering. “That would have been perfect,” she said and my heart rate doubled. We chatted a bit more before going back to the waiting area. Approaching a elevator, Janet dug into her purse for paper and pen and quickly jotted down her phone number at work. I gave her my own number as well as my cell. As we got into an elevator and the door closed, Janet suddenly pressed against me and delivered one of those awesome, deep, hard-working tongue kisses. Getting off the elevator she simply smiled and slowly winked at me.
As it turned out, Janet worked not 15 minutes from me. After that surprise first meeting she made an effort to keep in touch, often leaving me messages with sensual double meaning. She surprised me for my birthday and took me to lunch. As I got in her car she handed me a long-stemmed red rose. The next moment found us tongue-kissing like randy teenagers. From that point it was phone calls every day, sometimes I’d elect to work nights and Janet would drive to meet me, we began having lunch together 2-3x a week. When Janet visited at night we’d end up in my darkened office making out like crazy. She wasn’t really happy with her husband but was going to stick it out, she told me. A second nighttime visit got her to mention her husband was going to be out of town for two weeks. I said nothing but listened carefully. As I walked her to her car I spoke carefully.
“Why don’t I get a room at the Inn,” I tried to sound casual, “and spend the night. You can come stay as long as you want”. Janet glanced at me quickly.
“What is your wife gonna say?” she asked, but I noticed she didn’t reject the idea.
“She won’t care,” I laughed. “I just tell her I’ll be working late and she’ll be in bed snoring”.
Janice nodded thoughtfully. “I don’t know if I should,” she barely whispered. “It might be a bad time of the month”. I got a knot in my stomach.
“Your period?” I asked and was surprised to see Janet shake her head.
“No,” she said softly, looking up at me. “Just the opposite. I’ll be fertile”. We reached her car and we both got into the front seat and Janet immediately turned and began tongue kissing again. My hand slid along one full, firm thigh and she parted it slightly so I could press my hand against her pussy. As soon as her hips began moving, though, Janet broke off the kiss. “Whew!” she fanned herself quickly. “Almost got to be too much!” She smiled at me.
“What about next week?” I asked. “The room”.
“I’m not sure,” Janet bit her bottom lip. We parted company on that note.
I was anxious and excited the next several days. On Monday, on impulse, I went ahead and reserved a room for Tuesday night and left a message for Janet giving the date and time I’d be there. It was up to her.
To be honest, I would have totally understood if Janet decided not to meet with me. She had her husband and kids. My offer was based on old times that we had and hoped had carried over. It was truly something of a long shot but I got to the hotel and made myself comfortable. I poured myself a drink and turned on the TV, sprawled across the bed and watched a series of programs as I channel surfed. By 7pm I was pretty sure Janet had decided to forego my planned ‘adventure’ and I couldn’t blame her. As a matter of fact I was castigating myself for being such a moron for thinking this whole thing was such a great idea. Then the phone in the room buzzed. It was Janet at the main desk asking what room I was in.
At her soft knock at the door I let her in. Janet looked very good: simple print peasant dress with a very low cut bodice, no bra so her tits swayed and wobbled freely as she entered the room, her hair was pulled back in a french braid and she carried a small overnight bag. Without a word she turned to me, her arms went around my neck and she proceeded to almost swab my throat with her tongue. My hands went to that great ass, holding handfuls firmly, and pulled her tight against me. I knew she could feel my hard cock pressing between her thighs and when we finished kissing, Janet said she wanted to get a shower. I laid on the bed, cock hard, and waited.
Janet came from the shower in a thin robe loosely belted at the waist. As the top opened her tits were visible all the way to her nipples. Beneath the loose belt when the robe flared open I could see that heavenly triangle of strawberry blonde pussy hair between those full, smooth thighs. Janet slid onto the bed next to me and we began kissing as she removed my slacks and her fingers curled around my cock. She groaned in my mouth. My hand went under the robe and she opened her thighs, letting my fingers move over her soft pussylips and stroke up and down between them. She sighed and lay on her back, opening the robe wide. “Eat me like you used to do,” she hissed in a low voice. As I moved down the bed her thighs parted wider and she lifted her hips so I could slide my hands under that plump, smooth ass. As I buried my face in her hole I felt Janet’s hands come to the back of my head, pressing me deeper as she began humping at my mouth. “Eat it,” she urged me on, “eat me so good”. I lapped and tongued and nibbled her clit. My face was warm and wet and sticky with juice when I finally lifted from her furry hole and moved up her belly, kissing and nibbling gently. I got to her tits and she scooped them both to my mouth, allowing my suck hard and tongue both nipples. Janet’s hand moved down to my cock, gripping it and slowly stroking as we lay there. My mouth found hers and Janet began tongue kissing, tasting her own juices in my mouth and on my tongue. I slid a hand between her thighs and pushed two fingers up into her pussy. Janet groaned softly, legs parting, and let me finger fuck her slowly. The inside of her pussy was so hot and wet and soft I slid my fingers in and out gently, my thumb rubbing her clit. Her juices were slurping and coating both my hand and her inner thighs.
Janet stopped kissing so she could look at my cock in her hand. She squeezed if softly as she stroked it. “You want to do it bareback, don’t you,” she whispered, never taking her eyes from my dick.
“Yes,” I whispered in her ear and she looked at me sideways.
“If you shoot in me,” she said softly, “you know what’s going to happen, right?” I nodded. “Do you want that?” she asked and I nodded again. “Are you gonna come visit your baby…and your baby’s mother in the hospital?” she asked again, glancing at me and holding my cock firmly.
“Yes,” I told her in a thick voice. Janet lay back on the bed, pulling me with her.
“Fuck me,” she said hoarsely. Her big thighs were already spread and she rubbed the head of my cock up and down between her opened pussylips. I could feel the heat coming from her. When she had pushed the head of my cock into her hole, she looked at me. “Are you ready to make me a mommy?” in a soft voice. I surged my hips and heard Janet gasp slightly as my cock slid up into her pussy. It was like being imbedded in liquid heat. I entered easily and slid all the way. ‘Balls deep’ I think the saying is. Janet clutched my arms until I was totally inserted and imbedded. Her back arched and she had squeezed her eyes shut until I bottomed out. Slowly her body relaxed, legs coming up around me and her arms draped over my shoulders as we began an instinctive, rhythmic fucking. In and out…I felt my cock sliding along her pussylips and then back in again. Janet’s nipples pressed hard at my chest and her hips began rolling gently, ass rotating slightly on the bed as she humped up and down on my cock. With each thrust deep into her churning pussy, Janet grunted softly, “Unh-unh-unh” and her arms came around my neck tightly; her mouth at my ear.
“Fuck me,” she whispered harshly, “fuck me deep”. The undersides of Janet’s asscheeks was so wet my balls felt glued there. The bed creaked gently, skin slapped at skin and where my cock was pumping her pussy came that slick, wet slurpy sound.
“I’m going to cum,” I gasped and Janet gripped me tighter, her breathing ragged and her body stiffed as she experienced a series of climaxes. Those full thighs tightened against me and Janet brought her legs back until her knees almost touched her tits. I felt like my cock was sawing in and out of her. With a groan I felt the sperm rocket from my cock, semen pulsed in strong jets deep into her convulsing pussy, splattering her cervix, layering it with seed. Janet strained at me, squealing softly as more sperm kept spurting inside her. We both tensed and finally sagged back into the bed, locked together. “It went deep,” Janet finally sighed. “I can feel it deep up against my womb”. We laid there with my cock plugging her pussy, keeping my seed packed tight at the mouth of her cervix. We didn’t talk, we kissed softly and after several minutes I felt my cock growing hard again. Janet looked up at me. “You want to make sure?” she asked in a soft voice? We began to fuck a second time. Her pussy was so slick with cum my cock worked easily, gliding back and forth as Janet, energized, urged me on. “Put it deep,” she groaned. “Put your baby in me. Make my belly swell. Make me proud to carry your baby!” Her clit dragged against my cock and it sent her into a long series of small climaxes. Her hands went to my hips, pulling me hard and deep into her where I exploded with a second big load of sperm.
Janet spent the night. We fucked with her atop me, doggie, facing each other and finally with me sitting in a chair and Janet straddling my lap. I suggested she suck my cock but she said she didn’t want it out of her pussy. As we left the hotel the next morning, Janet gave me yet another dazzling deep tongue kiss and whispered, “Let’s see what happens”.
Two months later Janet called to schedule another nighttime visit. In my darkened office as we were kissing, Janet pulled out my cock and began pumping it slowly. I enjoyed the rhythm of her hand as she rested her head on my shoulder. Suddenly, she lifted her head and gave me a french kiss. “I’m pregnant,” she said in a low voice, smiling slyly. “You’re going to be a daddy”. I stared at her, excited and aroused. Janet giggled and nodded. “I’m two months along,” she said. “I’m going to have your baby…finally”. I felt speechless and with a seductive wink, Janice lowered her head and began sucking my cock. I didn’t last long, sending a strong pulsing string of sperm into her mouth. Janet’s head kept bobbing up and down for a moment before she slowed, lifted her face and swallowed deeply. “Mommy needs her protein,” she giggled and gave me another deep kiss.
We continued our lunch dates and I was thrilled and turned on watching her belly swell and bulge. By her eighth month her tits were round and heavy as well as her stomach. Alone in her car she’d open her top and let me feel the round, swollen belly. And true to my promise I visited her in the hospital when she delivered a healthy baby girl. One evening, right after Janet had finished breastfeeding our ******** and as she waited for her husband to arrive, she took my hand and placed it on her stomach.
“You know,” she said, looking at me, “if we time it right, we can give our ******** a little playmate”.
