I had just gotten home from work and my wife Ann was already complaining. She was upset about her best friend’s husband, Jack. His wife, Jill, was four months pregnant and horny. She was apparently seeking some affection when Jack called her ‘a fat fucking whale.’
I replied, “What? I can’t believe he’s thinking, much less talking that way.”
My wife, still fuming, said, “She is gorgeous and I know you think she’s gorgeous, but her husband’s an asshole. She needs some loving, and he’s borderline abusive.”
“I don’t know what to say, but let me know what I can do to help. I’m sorry Jack is being a dick.”
About a week later, I came home ready to take a few days off from work. When I walked into the house, my wife had a devious look on her face. She quickly got to the point.
“Hi honey. You remember you said you would do anything to help Jill?”
I said, not knowing what I was walking into, “I remember.”
My wife, never one to mince words, said, “Well, I want you to fuck her. Actually, you need to pamper her and be loving to her. Then you need to fuck her. Her asshole husband is going out of town on a hunting trip for ten days. I’ve been talking up what a great lover you are, and I told her I’m happy to share you with her. She’s horny as fuck.”
We had shared fantasy scenarios of me with another woman reverse-cucking my wife, but never expecting anything would happen. I was shocked. And excited.
My wife told me that Jill was feeling sad and rejected and that she needed someone to touch her. My wife suggested that it be me. They talked it over for a while, then Jill said, “Fuck it! Yes, yes! Why not?”
My wife continued, “She’s coming over tonight. I’m going to my sister’s house. You had already planned to take a few days off from work so you and Jill can have a few days together to see how this works out. I already packed and I’m leaving in a few minutes. I want you to have fun and take good care of Jill. But, you need to plan on sharing everything that happens between you two. Oh, one more thing. I’ve set up a camera in our bedroom. I want you to know I’ll be watching.”
I was, needless to say, speechless.
After kissing my wife goodbye and watching her drive away, I jumped into the shower to get ready for my ‘date’ with Jill. I was still incredulous. This was happening to me. And I was amazed my wife had used Jill’s situation with her husband to make our fantasy of me having sex with another woman a reality. On top of that, l had always been turned on by the idea of fucking a pregnant woman, and now that was going to happen! It took all the self control I could muster to not masturbate. Because I wanted my next orgasm to take place with Jill, I held off.
At precisely 6:00 p.m. the doorbell rang. I opened the door and Jill was standing there looking incredible. And uncomfortable. She was dressed in a white loose fitting sundress that was low cut and enhanced her soon to be milk producing breasts.
“Come in, come in. You look beautiful.”
“Hi Terry. You must think I’m terrible. But here I am.”
“You’re not terrible. Let’s get you inside and we’ll relax and take this one step at a time.”
As soon as the door had closed behind her, I pulled her into my arms and kissed her. I had expected that she might be reserved and hold back until she was comfortable with our plans. I was wrong. She leaned into me and hungrily kissed me as I pulled her pregnant body into mine. We stood there kissing as I felt up her body and she stroked my hardened erection through my pants.
We finally broke apart, and I ushered her into my house and got her settled. We regained our composure and as we talked, I started a light dinner of salad and salmon steak. I wanted to take her straight to my bedroom, but decided to ease my way there. I would have opened a bottle of wine except for the fact she was pregnant, so I made up virgin margaritas.
My eyes were constantly drawn to Jill’s dress that highlighted her breasts and the bump of her stomach and, surprisingly, the four inch CFM, open-toed, heels she was also wearing. Her breasts looked like they had plumped up. I guessed they were now at least size 34 DD. I suddenly realized she was wearing no bra as I could see her nipples protruding against the material of the dress. On top of being beautiful, she had played into one of my weaknesses on a woman. She had expertly manicured hands and toes painted blood red.
As we finished dinner, I quickly cleaned up the kitchen as we continued talking.
“Jill, what’s going on with you and Jack? If you don’t want to talk, I understand. But what’s happening?”
“I don’t know. Once I started showing it’s like I’m repulsive to him. I’m not even being touched by him, at the same time, sex is all I think of.”
By now, she was crying.
“I don’t know what to do or how to please him. I need to get past this pregnancy. Once the baby’s here, I’ll figure out what to do. But right now I’m just trying to hang on. I think we’re over.”
I pulled Jill into my arms and kissed her. I could again feel my cock pushing into her growing tummy. I had always been intrigued by pregnant women and now I was going to take one to bed.
Jill eagerly kissed back and took my hand and moved it to a swollen tit. I pinched her nipple as a moan escaped her lips. Simultaneously, she pushed her tongue into my mouth as we shared sloppy, wet kisses. There was no doubt that she had been starved for affection and I was going to end that.
Jill suddenly started talking like a sex starved slut. “Take me to bed! I need to suck your cock! I want you to eat my bald pussy! I need your cock buried in me!”
We pulled apart, and I led her to the marital bed where I sleep with and fuck my wife. Just the thought of fucking Jill there made me feel like a sexed up Superman and I wasn’t going to let Jill or my observant wife down.
I pulled off my golf shirt and shorts and underwear until I was naked before Jill.
“Look at me,” Jill ordered. She reached up, crossing her arms. Taking the straps of her dress in each hand. She slowly pulled down her dress, exposing her luscious breasts. Her nipples were dark brown against her olive skin. They were surrounded by areola two inches around the same shade of brown. Her breasts were perfectly matched and swollen to perfection. As her dress pooled around her feet, she stepped away from it, but her heels stayed on. My dream of a naked, pregnant woman in CFM stilettos was even better than what I had imagined.
She now commanded me to approach her. She turned as I walked towards her with my six inches of dick sticking straight out, and told me, “Lick my pussy.”
I did as I was told and knelt in front of her. She lifted a leg and rested it on my shoulder.. I wanted to fuck her so badly I was in agony, but I wanted to follow her lead and satisfy whatever she desired. I briefly wondered where my wife had placed the camera, but at this point I didn’t care. I leaned forward at the same time my hands were on her buttocks, pulling her toward me. She smelled musky and I buried my face in her crotch. I kissed her labia like the lips on her mouth and parted them, pushing my tongue inside her. She groaned, and I felt the release of liquid flowing from her depths.
