These are a series of shorts I wrote as for a girl I was chatting with. For a while it looked like maybe we would hook up, and she loved my stories, so I wrote some for her. It's become clear that nothing will come of it, as far as a relationship goes so I doubt there will be any further stories for this one, but I still think these are some good stories and they involve pregnancy, so they fit for this group. Also, if these seem out of order, that's because they are. I wrote these as they came to mind, not chronologically. Enjoy.

Amy and Dave, Nighttime Invader

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Amy relaxed as the warm water ran over her body. She had hoped Dave would be back in time for dinner and some fun before bed, but sadly his business meeting took longer than expected, and he wouldn’t be home until much later. Still, it was the price that had to be paid for his success, and since he worked from home most of the time, it wasn’t a very big price to pay.

Her shower finished, she got out and dried off in front of the mirror, and spent some time rubbing cocoa butter over her four month pregnant belly. She was definitely showing, and if their sons were any guide, their daughter was going to be big too. Chris had been just over ten pounds when he was born nearly a week after his due date, their second son James had been almost as big, and the doctor had told them that their daughter looked to be only an ounce or two behind her brothers at the same point in their gestations at yesterday’s check-up. Amy was thrilled at that news since she had loved being so pregnant, and she loved the attention Dave gave her as her belly grew.

Her evening routine done, she left the bathroom to go to bed. Without warning, her vision went black and she felt powerful arms wrap around her, one hand covering her mouth and silencing her scream, the other hand grabbing her arms to prevent her from fighting back. Amy panicked, feeling her assailant push her onto the bed. She was too shocked to do anything but hyperventilate for a minute, but then she felt a new wave of panic wash over her as she felt a pair of handcuffs click shut over her wrist.

She tried to fight back, but whoever her attacker was, he was too strong and quickly had both hands handcuffed in front of her. He then rolled her over onto her belly and straddled her shoulders, pinning her arms to the bed with his legs and preventing her from moving at all. It was an odd position to be in, and Amy was definitely uncomfortable, but it didn’t hurt.

Suddenly she realized this was eerily familiar; Dave was a martial artist, and he was definitely full of surprises, always coming up with new and exciting ideas for sex. She even smiled a bit as she started putting pieces together.

“Don’t you dare scream, bitch, or you’ll regret it...” her attacker growled in her ear as he loosed his hand covering her mouth a bit.

Amy’s blood ran cold; the voice didn’t sound at all like Dave. Frozen in fear, she didn’t resist as the man removed his hand and quickly forced a large ball gag into her mouth and fastened the strap behind her head, keeping her from making any loud noises. The man then pulled her arms over her head and fastened the cuffs to something that prevented her from moving her arms.

This brought the fight back to her, and Amy struggled against her restraints, but found that whatever the restraints were, they were too strong for her to break. She started to cry as she felt her legs being spread wide. She tried kicking her attacker, but he quickly overpowered her and used leg cuffs to secure her legs. Dave had used leg cuffs on her before, maybe her attacker had found those.

She felt her robe being unwrapped from her body, and jumped when she felt him start rubbing her clit. She was surprised to feel him being very gentle, and as much as she hated it, she started feeling her body respond to his handling as he rubbed all the spots she loved Dave to rub.

After just a couple of minutes, Amy felt herself start to get wet, and soon after she started moaning involuntarily. Despite her rape fantasies, she didn't want it to actually happen. It was one reason she and Dave had gotten the alarm.

The alarm! Amy realized with a start that it had never gone off. How had he gotten past it? Being a techie, Dave had added some extra features to the alarm for fun. Unless he already had access...

The boys were too young to use the alarm, and only a few relatives and a couple of very close friends had access. Which only left Dave. She gasped at the realization that it had to be him, and had a mini orgasm at the thought that he had set this all up for her. She hear him whisper in her ear, "Better stay quiet, bitch," as he loosened the gag.

Now her mind was reeling. The sensations she was feeling was just like what she felt with Dave, and she couldn't think of anyone else who would disable the alarm to sneak up on her. Yet the voice just couldn't belong to Dave, it was far too guttural, like the voice of Satan from a horror movie.

These thoughts crashed through Amy, and the excitement, the uncertainty and her attacker's ministrations caused her to reach her peak. She screamed involuntarily as she came hard, lights flashing in front of her eyes despite the hood that still covered her head and all the muscles of her body convulsing violently against her restraints.

As soon as he heard her scream, her attacker grabbed her throat and squeezed, and Amy quickly started to feel lightheaded as her scream was physically choked off. "I told you not to scream, bitch. Do it again and I'll hurt you."

Amy tasted blood as she bit her tongue to force herself to stay silent. Dave had never choked her like that and although they often got rough in bed, he'd never threatened to hurt her. She could do nothing but sob, though whether it was from fear, pleasure, confusion or some mixture of all three, she didn't know.

She couldn’t do anything but shudder in forced pleasure, still confused about exactly who was making her feel this good against her wishes. She kept squirming as he kept stimulating her, and the attention her super sensitive clit was getting was sending jolts of pleasure mixed with pain throughout her body. Then her unknown assailant thrust two fingers deep inside her by now very wet pussy, and squeezed her G-spot and clit between her widening pelvis with his fingers, forcing her right back into another massive orgasm with virtually no recovery from the first.

Her entire body again went into convulsions as she strained against the restraints. Fearful of what her attacker might do, she again bite her tongue as she used a herculean effort to stay quiet. This only seemed to make her orgasm seem to be longer and more intense, and it felt to her like she might bite her tongue in half from the effort of staying silent.

When her orgasm was finally over, she slumped on the bed, spent. She felt her swelling breasts and growing belly pushing into the bed in an uncomfortable fashion, but was unable to summon the energy to do anything but moan softly. The unknown assailant had other ideas, however, as he lifted her hips, and placed his legs under hers in what felt to Amy like the kneeling position. He rubbed the tip of his cock, which she could feel was bare, causing small squeaks from her each time he rubbed her tingling clit. After just a moment of this, her attacker had enough teasing and thrust his hard cock in to the hilt in one thrust.

Amy groaned, feeling a very familiar sense of being filled, but she was too far gone to care, no longer sure if this was her fantasy brought to life or a very real assault. Each thrust caused her to rise ever closer towards her third orgasm. He was thrusting forcefully into her, but as pleasurable as it felt, she knew she would not cum again from just that, not after the two huge orgasms she had just been through.

Then, her assailant reached up, removing her hood and stroking her hair. Soon, he moved lower, and began caressing her rounded belly and her sensitive nipples, teasing them gently. Almost immediately this had the desired effect, as Amy was suddenly right on the edge of cumming again, and she knew that anything else would send her over the edge.

She didn’t have long to wait, as she felt him lean over and bite the side of her neck. She came massively as she felt this, her nipples being tweaked hard and feeling the hot breath of the unknown man wash over her neck.

“I’M CUMMMMMING!!!” Amy screeched involuntarily, unable to control her vocal cords any longer. In response, her attacker forced her head and chest hard into the pillows on her bed, effectively muffling her screams of primal pleasure and crushing her large, pillowy breasts against his hands as she rode out her monster orgasm. So caught up was she that she barely felt when his cock swelled up inside her and began squirting his cum deep inside her body.

She had almost passed out from the most intense orgasm of her life, so Amy was barely cognizant of her bonds being removed and her limp body being rolled to the side. She felt the attacker’s arms around her, and as she grasped his hand instinctively, she recognized the distinctive feel of Dave’s wedding band, which matched the engraved wedding band she herself was wearing on her left hand.

“Daddy, what are you doing to Mommy?” came a small voice at the foot of the bed. She recognized it as the voice of Chris, their inquisitive three year old son, but she was too comatose to do anything about it.

Then she felt the bed shift as the hand she had been holding vanished, and heard the door close. Dozing off, she simply smiled as she felt the bed shift again a few minutes later, and she felt familiar, protective arms wrap around her as she slipped off to sleep.

Amy and Dave, Amy's Playtime

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“What are you doing here?” Amy hissed at her friend, who had just shown up out of the blue. And she seemed drunk already, at just after 4 pm. “Dave's gonna be back from his meeting in less than an hour!”

“Oh, I came to see how you and your cargo was doing,” Ericka replied, her words slurring a bit and faintly of alcohol as she crouched in front of Amy and rubbed her cheek on her friend's swollen belly.

“Yeah, and what else did you have on your mind, you slut?” Amy retorted, part teasing, part serious.

“Well, if I can't get my ass knocked up, I'll damn well live it through you,” Ericka told her, pushing past her pregnant friend.

Amy relented, and didn't fight Ericka when she barged in. Her marriage of two years to Darren was on the rocks, in no small part due to the fact that Ericka desperately wanted kids, and Darren just as desperately didn't. Amy shared her friends desire, but her boyfriend shared that drive, with the result that they had been together barely over a year, and she was already nearly eight and a half months pregnant. That she was able to find some one not only willing but able to jump head first into parenthood was a source of great jealousy for her friend.

“So why are you here?” Amy asked. “Hiding from Darren? You know he knows you're my best friend, and he'll just call Dave to find out if you're here. Then he'll get home and be in a bad mood.”

Dave and Darren were co-workers of sorts, but it was no secret that Dave didn't like Darren, and though he liked his girlfriend and wanted Amy to have friends over, he didn't appreciate Ericka giving her husband a reason to call him, let alone come over. Amy just sighed, trying to think of a way to gently get Ericka out of the house.

“So what if I am,” Ericka said, plopping down on the sofa. “Darren can rot in hell for all I care...”

“Ok, what did he do this time?” Amy asked, sitting down next to her friend. She wanted to help, but she'd heard the sob story before. She wasn't even sure what attracted her to Darren in the first place besides a decent job and good looks.

“It's what he doesn't do,” Ericka said, looking at Amy thoughtfully. The two friends just looked at each other for a minute in silence.

Then without warning, Ericka leaned over and kissed Amy in a distinctly non friend-like manner. Amy was too surprised to do anything, but then her body took over, and she leaned into the kiss involuntarily. She closed her eyes and she felt her friend’s soft, moist lips against her own for the first time.

Then it was over, and Amy found herself looking at her friend in a new light. Ericka was a redhead, with some light freckles on her skin, and a somewhat plump but very curvy body not unlike her own pre-pregnancy body. Amy found herself breathing heavier after the experience, and she could feel her arousal growing in the pit of her stomach.

“Please, you’ve got to go,” Amy pleaded with her friend, not wanting to give into the feelings she was feeling, and also not wanting to do anything that would upset Dave.

But Ericka clearly had other plans as she pulled out a partially finished bottle of wine and took a big swig. “Wha’sa matter, scared my pussy’ll bite?” she taunted as she downed the last of the wine. Putting the now empty bottle on the coffee table, she crawled up the sofa towards Amy in an almost predatory fashion.

“No, I’m not!” Amy shot back, getting excited despite herself. “But what if Dave catches us?! I don’t want him to dump me after a year!”

Ericka said nothing, and again kissed her. Amy could feel the softness of Ericka’s belly against the swollen dome of her belly, and groaned into the kiss as Ericka’s pillowy breasts pressed against her own. She could taste the wine on her friend’s lips, a cheap fruity wine that made her head tingle when Ericka exhaled into her mouth. She could feel her pussy get wet and her nipples perk up as her friend worked her into a frenzy.

It was all Amy could do to push Ericka off her and stand up, intending to beret her friend for threatening her relationship with Dave. But pregnant as she was, she was too slow for the nimbler redhead as her friend pushed her into the thickly cushioned love-seat next to them. She fell down with a surprised yelp, and then gasped as Ericka followed her and immediately began molesting her.

One of her friend’s hands slipped up her skirt and rubbed her now very wet, panty-clad pussy, while the other hand began tweaking her burgeoning breasts through her over-sized T-shirt and her thick nursing bra. Amy’s legs opened instinctively as she felt her friend play with her dripping folds.

“What if Dave comes home?!” Amy wailed in one final attempt to stop her friend before things really got out of hand. She was no stranger to same sex play, and knew that Dave had no objection to her playing with other women, but he was also fiercely loyal and wouldn’t cheat on her, and expected the same in return. How would he react if showed up to find her cheating on him, even if it was another woman?

“He’s a man and they all think with their dicks,” Ericka said, sounding decidedly pissed with that statement. Amy figured that had something to do with whatever had happened with Darren and was going to ask about it when Ericka’s talented fingers found her clit.

Amy moaned loudly when her friend went to town on her sensitive clit. It had always been very sensitive, but her advancing pregnancy just seemed to magnify the sensation. Quickly reaching orgasm, Amy reached down, originally to move Ericka’s hand, but instead found herself pulling it harder against her body as she came.

“Oh fuccck!” Amy yelled, her muscles spasming hard and her belly roiling as her unborn baby was thrown about inside her. This movement from within only fueled her orgasm, and she could only lay there panting in the afterglow, and groaning as her unborn son protested being disturbed.

But the reprieve only lasted a minute or two as Ericka stood up to remove her blouse and bra, then lay down next to her still gasping friend. Amy didn’t put up any resistance as Ericka tore the T-shirt up the middle, mainly because the orgasm left her too dazed to notice. She definitely did notice, however, when Ericka unhooked the now moistened nursing bra, exposing Amy’s large, swollen breasts and thick, dripping nipples to the air.

“Wait, Ericka...” Amy started to protest before being cut off by a moan as Ericka sucked one of the finger thick nipples into her mouth and started eagerly starting to suckle. Amy could feel her letdown reflex kick in, and felt the milk flow into Ericka’s eager mouth, while the other nipple tingled and started to drip in sympathy. One hand went up to cradle Ericka’s head as she nursed, while the other started to caress and tweak the unoccupied breast.

Ericka, meanwhile, was hardly passive. Out of sight to Amy, one hand slipped inside her panties to start rubbing her own clit, while the other hand slipped back up Amy’s leg and under her skirt, pushing aside Amy’s soaked panties to being to rub the source of the wetness directly.

Amy’s small moans as she felt Ericka’s hand moving up her leg turned into louder moans as her friend found her target, the she gasped loudly as her friend slipped two fingers inside her. She could hear and feel her friend’s moans grow louder as she nursed, signalling an impending orgasm, and could feel her own second orgasm grow deep inside her.

After seemingly no time at all, Amy felt Ericka shuddering against her in orgasm, and this in turn triggered her own. With Ericka stimulating her pussy and one of her nipples, herself rubbing the other nipple, and her son seeming to be doing somersaults inside her packed womb, Amy let out a loud wail, announcing the start of her orgasm. She felt all the muscles of her body tense, pressing the still suckling Ericka hard against one breast with her hand. Her abdominal muscles, meanwhile, contracted hard against her unborn child, who reacted by thrashing about inside her, pushing against her sensitive skin in protest.

Amy became consumed by her orgasm, the ongoing stimulation from both within and without keeping her at her peak for what felt like hours. Lights flashed in front of her eyes like flashbulbs, and jolts of pleasure ran rampant through her body like a stampede. She couldn’t speak, just panted heavily as she lost conscious control of her body.

Finally stimulation slowed, and Amy felt her orgasm start to ebb. She felt weak, as if she had just sprinted a marathon, and simply sagged against Ericka. It was then that she felt her heart skip a beat in shock as she heard a familiar voice behind her.

“So this is what my girlfriend does when I’m working...”

Amy and Dave, The Christmas Present

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It was nearly midnight when the last guest was escorted out the door. It was the first year Dave had thrown a Christmas party at his new house, and nearly three dozen family and friends had come over to celebrate.

It had been an evening full of fun and celebration, but towards the end, Amy started getting impatient for it to end. Everyone else had exchanged gifts earlier, but considering she and Dave had only started dating a little under five months earlier, Amy mostly stayed on the sidelines this time. Besides, the one gift she wanted to give was for Dave, and she wanted that one to be given in private.

"We're finally alone," she whispered in his ear as she wrapped her arms around him from behind. She felt him grab her hands as he closed the front door for the last time.

"You've been waiting for that, haven't you?" he asked. Amy could heard the playful mirth in his voice, and could practically hear the slight smirk he would get when he was amused.

"Mmm, yes I have," she replied, pressing her cheek into his back and squeezing him gently. He turned around in her arms and lifted her up causing her to squeak in surprise. He carried her upstairs to the bedroom, and threw her on to the bed.

Amy giggled as she landed softly on the bed, then wrapped her arms around his next neck and pulled him in for a kiss as he crawled on top of her. Dave was right, she was definitely excited, and she could feel her excitement rising as he kissed her back.

They kissed slowly for a few minutes, but soon she couldn't wait any longer, and she pushed him off and practically ripped his shirt off. Dave just chuckled as she did this, and helped her by removing his pants and boxers. Amy slid her dress off over her head, exposing her moistening panties and bra-clad breasts. When he got back on the bed naked, she wasted no time in straddling his hips and exposing her lush body to him.

Dave loved her body, and immediately began massaging her breasts through the bra. Considering Amy was gifted with a full set of C cup breasts, the cups were fairly thick, but already her nipples made a noticeable little bulge, an indication of how turned on she was already.

Reaching around behind her, Dave unsnapped her bra, freeing her breasts with a heavy bounce, showing how heavy they were despite not being what was traditionally considered “big”. Cupping them, he teased her nipples causing Amy to gasp quietly in pleasure. After a minute of this, he pulled her towards him, and deftly caught one of her hanging nipples in his mouth, getting a louder gasp from Amy and causing her to grind her wet pussy even harder against him.

Amy, despite loving the feelings Dave was giving her, was feeling too horny to put up with the teasing, and pulled her soaking panties to the side and leaned back slightly, taking Dave's cock all the way to the hilt in one smooth motion, moaning at the sensation of being filled. She paused only for a moment before beginning to rock back and forth slowly, eyes closed from the pleasure.

"Well, something's got you all worked up tonight", she heard Dave say. Opening her eyes, she saw Dave smirking slightly at her in amusement.

"Ooh, just shut up and enjoy it," she moaned, not stopping what she was doing.

Dave just chuckled at that. "Who said I'm not enjoying it?"

"Mmm, good," she replied, feeling the familiar stirrings deep inside her body that indicated the impending orgasm. Sitting up a bit, she leaned back against Dave, being filled completely and grinding her clit against him. Her growing orgasm only grew faster, and she panted heavily as she was about to cum.

Suddenly she felt herself falling, and with a yelp of surprise she found herself on her back on the bed. Before she could react, Dave was on top of her and pinned her down. "What did you do that for?!" she exclaimed, mad at him for interrupting her just as she was about to cum.

"Oh, it just seemed like a good time for a change of pace," he told her with a grin, annoyingly calmly.

"I don't want a change of pace, I want you to fuck me!" she whined, feeling empty since his cock slipped out when he bucked her off. She thrust her hips at him, trying to get his cock back inside her so she could cum.

"Why don't you make me?" he taunted, rubbing his cock against her clit, teasing her but not providing enough stimulation for her to cum.

"Please just fuck me..." she whined again, jerking her hips in an attempt to recapture his cock. But he had pinned her with her ankles over his shoulders, his arms preventing her from removing her legs while he pinned her hands on the mattress. In this position, all she could do was buck her hips and whine for him to stop teasing her.

But maddeningly, he ignored her whines, and instead continued to tease her mercilessly. Finally, after several minutes tormenting her, he decided he’d had enough fun, and quickly thrust all the way into her, causing her to cry out in surprise and pleasure, nearly cumming from the sudden intrusion. Dave quickly started thrusting deep inside her, pulling almost all the way out before plunging back inside her hot depths.

It took almost no time before Amy came, her whole body tensing in orgasm while her pussy muscles milked the cock that was filling her. But even when her orgasm was over, Dave showed no signs of stopping, or even slowing down, simply continuing to thrust into her with almost robotic precision.

With the stimulation continuing, Amy had scarcely finished her first orgasm before she could feel a second orgasm already beginning to build. All she could do is writhe in pleasure as her climax grew before washing over her.

It wasn't until nearly fifteen minutes and six orgasms later that she finally felt Dave beginning to start panting heavily, signaling the beginning of his own orgasm. By this time Amy was nearly worn out from all the orgasms, and could only shudder weakly as one final orgasm ran through her body while Dave shuddered as he came deep inside her.

Amy felt tired and sore as she basked in the afterglow, feeling Dave grow soft inside her. When he finally slipped out and lay down beside her to embrace her, she was finally able to lower her legs with a groan. Exhausted as she was, she felt her eyes grow heavy as she began to drift off to sleep.

Remembering her gift, she reached under her pillow and handed Dave a small present, not much larger than a big cigar, wrapped in light blue wrapping paper and embellished with a pink ribbon and bow. Opening it, he found a small piece of plastic with a piece of paper showing two blue lines.

"Merry Christmas, Daddy."

Amy and Dave, Bosom Buddies

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Ericka was busy in the kitchen, Dave was busy in the garage, and the kids were napping in their room, leaving Amy alone in front of the TV, rubbing cocoa butter on her growing belly, something she did several times a day now. She could see Ericka in the kitchen and admired the swell of her nearly eight months belly.

Still, at five months, her own belly was already noticeably larger, and growing quickly. After three single births, Amy's desire for twins had caught up with her, and she started taking some fertility drugs to make that happen. Dave had warned her, however, that with a history of twins in both of their families and the fact that she would be on her fourth pregnancy, she might end up with more than she bargained for. But Amy was insistent, and went ahead and took the drugs anyway.

So Dave was quite smug when the first ultrasound showed not one, nor two, and not even three, but a surprising five developing fetuses. Amy even started freaking out about it after the appointment, which was unlike her, but Dave managed to calm her down and the next ultrasound showed only four fetuses, so she started to even look forward to it. Still, quadruplets...

When Ericka's pregnancy was factored in as well, it meant there would be five newborns in the house in just a few months time.

Hearing a clatter from the kitchen, Amy looked up and watched as Ericka bent over to pick up the pot that had been knocked over, causing the skirt she was wearing to ride up, and just for a moment Amy saw a sliver of her pussy exposed to the world. This caused Amy to think back to the first time she and her friend had been intimate.

Ericka had come over while drunk and horny, and had almost raped her; of course, being as horny as she herself was, her resistance didn't last long. What she really didn't want was Dave finding out, considering they had been dating for less than a year at that point. When he had caught them, Ericka had freaked out and had run, leaving Amy alone to face Dave.

It was Dave's "punishment" a few months later that caused her to shudder. He wasn't really mad, especially after she explained Ericka had been the one who started everything. He was more upset that he hadn't been there with her the first time, and the punishment had been more to remind Amy that he wore the pants in that house.

Since then, Amy had been intimate with several other women, though always with Dave's approval. And though she enjoyed it, she had not had a chance to play with her since she and Darren mysteriously moved just a few weeks later. Ericka hadn’t told her what happened between her and her now ex-boyfriend, but considering she had shown up one day about three years later with all of her belongs in her car with license plates from over 2,000 miles away, it didn’t take a genius to come up with a pretty reasonable guess.

When she arrived, she asked for a place to stay while she looked for work and a place of her own. But it quickly became obvious that Ericka had other things on her mind when she quite blatantly tried to seduce Dave, and spoke non-stop to Amy about what it had been like when she was pregnant. Considering Amy had been starting her third trimester when Ericka showed up and Dave had been unusually busy with his work, it didn’t take long before Amy and Ericka started playing with each other. Once that started, Ericka sort of worked her way into their family, and before long Dave had started treating her like a second girlfriend.

Being bi, and having known Ericka for years, it had seemed like a natural fit for Amy to adopt Ericka as a girlfriend as well. At first she had been worried about sharding Dave, but he had proven to up to the task of keeping them both satisfied, save for those rare instances when work got into the way.

Her belly now fully oiled with the cocoa butter, Amy removed her loose top and began oiling her growing breasts. She had never really stopped lactating after her first pregnancy, and her breasts, which were an already nice, full C cup before she got pregnant, had grown to a heavy E cup after her first three pregnancies. Now, halfway through her fourth pregnancy, she was already filling an F cup bra, and would probably grow another cup size or two before giving birth.

As a result of the growth, Amy had started using the cocoa butter on her breasts during the third pregnancy, and had recently started using it on her hips as well. With each successive pregnancy, and especially with the heavy load she now carried, her hips seemed to have gotten even wider to help carry the added weight.

As she kept oiling herself, Amy felt a pair of slender arms wrap around her and start massaging her breasts, while another set of full breasts came to rest on her shoulders. “Mmm, that feels good...” Amy moaned.

“You feel full,” Ericka said.

“No, not really,” Amy replied, leaning back into the massage. “I haven’t been producing that much milk. Abby is the only one that hasn’t been weaned, and you and Dave aren’t regular enough for me to produce more. I’m just swollen right now, but I think I’ll become a regular Holstein in a few months.”

Amy felt a slight shiver run through Ericka’s body as she was speaking. She knew about her friend’s breast fetish, so she was sure she could look forward to lots of attention from her. “Why do you say that?” Ericka asked, an excited tone in her voice.

“Milk isn’t produced until just before birth,” Amy explained. “I’m lactating now because I’m still nursing Abby.”

“Mmm, among others,” Ericka said, settling beside her friend and nuzzling her large, oily breasts.

Amy said nothing, and simply laid back to enjoy her friend’s ministrations. The doctor had warned her against intense sexual activity at her recent check up the week prior, so Ericka began spending more time pleasuring her recently. She was an expert at bringing Amy to a series of long, gentle orgasms that left her as satisfied as the intense orgasms Dave was so good at giving her.

She could feel her friend slip her hand under the elastic waistband of the skirt she was wearing, and begin massaging her always moist pussy. Ericka deliberately avoided Amy’s highly charged clit, instead rubbing the outside lips while she nursed. Amy simply laid there, cradling Ericka’s head, feeling the muscles in her hips and pussy twitch in sync with Ericka’s actions. She could feel waves of pleasure rolling up and down her body, and felt herself starting to rise up to an orgasm. Much as she wanted to force Ericka to go faster, she knew from previous times that Erica would just stop, leaving her frustrated, so she simply laid there like a ragdoll, letting her friend play with her body as she pleased.

About ten minutes later, she felt her breast running dry, and felt Ericka switch to her other breast to resume nursing. As she did so, Ericka squeezed Amy’s clit through her pussy lips, sparking the beginning of her orgasm. Amy felt the squeeze shoot a bolt of pleasure through her body, and felt her orgasm break like an ocean wave over her body. Being as pregnant as she was, and having Ericka laying partially over her body, Amy could do nothing but lay there as her friend continued nursing and kept her orgasm going, much like the conductor of an orchestra.

Another ten minutes later and Amy felt her other breast go dry, and Ericka stopped nursing at the same time that she stopped stimulating her clit, instead just cupping her pussy gently as Amy came down from her protracted orgasm.

Amy laid there smiling and breathing hard, before flopping down on her side to rest. She felt Ericka rubbing her hips as she lay there, staring off into space. It wasn’t for another few minutes that her focus returned, and she realized she was staring at the TV. She didn’t recognize the show that was on, the TV had been on earlier but she hadn’t really been paying any attention.

She realized it was a news show on TV just before a wall of denim descended before Amy’s eyes. She looked up to see a T-shirt clad belly rising above her, and saw Ericka’s eyes peeking out from behind her gravid dome. “Don’t fall asleep on me,” Ericka said with a grin, “I scratch your itch, you scratch mine.”

With that Ericka laid back on the ell shaped sofa, spreading her legs on either side of Amy’s head. Amy needed no further prompting, and propped herself up before leaning in and starting to lick the sides of her friend’s swollen pussy. She licked all around the edges, including just over the hood of her clit where she had a neatly trimmed bush of red hair.

Ericka was already pretty wet after spending twenty minutes pleasing Amy, so her orgasm quickly approached. Amy could feel her friend’s hips twitching as she continued licking all around the edges of her pussy, and could see Ericka reaching up and fondling her own breasts under her oversized shirt.

After just a couple minutes, Amy switched tactics and in one swipe of her tongue licked all the way from her friends dripping hole to her erect clit, finishing by sucking her clit deep into her mouth before releasing it. This triggered Ericka’s orgasm, and Amy quickly began licking with long strokes from the entrance to her friend’s twitching pussy all the way to her clit, ending each stroke by vacuuming her clit into her mouth and flicking it with the tip of her tongue for a second before releasing it and starting over.

This had Ericka writhing under her, moaning loudly as she continued her orgasm. A minute or two later, her orgasm finally stopped, and she rolled away to prevent Amy from continuing to torture her tingling clit any further as she trembled in pleasure. “God, that was great...” Ericka panted when she could talk again.

Amy just smiled as she laid next to her recovering friend. Their reverie was broken by a cry from upstairs, however. Amy started to get up before being stopped, and watched as her friend got up on wobbly legs to get the fussing baby. Amy just laid back and closed her eyes to get a few minutes of rest before Ericka returned with an undoubtedly hungry one year old baby girl.