Hey everybody, I've been working on a few stories over the years but this is the first one I've actually completed and shared! I'll be starting to post on DeviantArt under the same username, but wanted to share it with you all first.
The story is inspired by a photo that I'm attaching with it. My hope is that I might start a series about the main character, Billy, which could take place both before and after this story. Feedback is welcome if you have any, and hope you enjoy!
[align=center]Billy's Belly Adventure: Movie Night[/align]
[align=center](contains: pregnancy, explicit sexual situations)[/align]
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[align=left] We were halfway through watching Ghostbusters when my brother Dave got up from the couch and said he was tired and going to bed. We said goodnight as he went into the bedroom and closed the door, and then suddenly we were alone. [/align]
[align=left]I looked at the other end of the couch, and saw Dave’s massively pregnant wife Sarah sitting there, looking back at me. I quickly turned back to the TV screen and tried to focus on the movie, even though it was next to impossible. [/align]
[align=left]A week ago, I moved back to town after traveling abroad for a year, and Dave graciously invited me to stay with him and his wife until I could find a job and a place of my own. With little other choice and against my better judgement, I decided to take the offer. You see, I have a major fetish for pregnant women, and I knew that Dave’s wife was currently about 8 months along. But I told myself I could handle it, that it wouldn’t be a big deal. Boy, was I wrong. [/align]
[align=left]From the minute I walked through the door a week ago, I could hardly keep my eyes off Sarah’s large bump. I’d only met her a few times before this, at the wedding and some family events, and always thought she was a cute, tattooed punk type with a pretty damn good body. But wow, pregnancy had turned her into an absolute goddess. Her breasts and ass had both plumped up nicely since I last saw her, but nothing compared to her hugely perfect belly. [/align]
[align=left]I tried to avoid her for most of the last week, spending as much time in my room as I could, but it was more difficult than I imagined. Sarah didn’t work either, so often times we were home alone in the house during the day. Whenever I would come out to eat or use the bathroom, Sarah would appear out of nowhere and try to strike up a conversation. I usually tried not to stare at her belly, but she was always wearing clothes that were either skintight, or entirely too small for her bump. So I would awkwardly answer some questions and then run off to my room, usually to relieve myself. [/align]
[align=left]Now, sitting here on the couch alone with her, I started to get nervous. I thought about following in Dave’s footsteps and heading to bed. I glanced towards the hallway, and saw that Sarah was still staring at me. She gave me a half smile, and suddenly lifted her shirt her shirt up, exposing her entire bare belly. It towered in the air like a massive dome, and I felt my draw literally drop. Sarah smiled more at my reaction, and I turned back to the TV, hoping to God that Ghostbusters would be able to distract me. [/align]
[align=left]From my peripheral vision, I saw Sarah start to stroke her belly. She moved her hands up and down, slowly in big wide strokes. I was fighting every instinct not to turn and look, but that didn’t stop me from beginning to get hard just from being in the proximity of this enormous preggo. Sarah’s hands kept circling around her belly, and I finally couldn’t take it any longer. I glanced back over just in time to see her hands rub up under her breasts, lifting them slightly with one hand so that the other hand could rub the top of her giant sphere. I heard myself literally gasp. I couldn’t help it. Sarah looked at me and giggled. I continued to stare as she rubbed every inch. Her belly was stretched and tight, almost glowing from the light of the TV. Even from the other side of the couch, I could make out some of the lines of her tattoos which covered her belly. I noticed how stretched they were, almost beyond recognition of what they once were back when Sarah had a flat, toned stomach. It was far from being flat now, a rounded balloon that Sarah continued to move her hand around, almost like she was teasing me. After a moment she released her breasts, which fell back on top of her belly with a jiggle. She clearly wasn’t wearing a bra. [/align]
[align=left]With another smile, Sarah suddenly shifted weight, and lifted herself up onto her hands and knees. For a quick moment, I saw her 8 month pregnant belly dangling between her legs, and her ass was right in front of me, a plump apple bottom stuffed into her tight black leggings. I almost exploded everywhere looking at that view, but I was also panicked. Before I could ask what she was doing, she turned back and plopped into her seat with a heavy bounce. She held up something in her hand. It was a bottle of oil. [/align]
[align=left]“I keep this by my side at all times,” Sarah laughed. “I can’t imagine getting even a single stretch mark.” I didn’t know what to say, so I just nodded. Sarah suddenly gave me a look, one that made me instantly confused. “Actually Billy, would you might helping me with putting the oil on?” she said in an almost sensual tone. [/align]
[align=left]My mind swirled. “I, I don’t know if that’s such a good idea,” I stammered, feeling like a nervous fool. Sarah made a pouty face, and leans towards me. I pulled back, afraid that if I was too close to her and her perfect belly, I might lose it. Sarah whispered low, so Dave couldn’t hear. “Dave doesn’t like my belly, so I can never get him to help me with lotion and oil. Pretty please?”[/align]
[align=left]I could feel myself bulging out of my sweatpants. I pulled my knee up, hoping Sarah wouldn’t notice. I had no idea what to do. Every part of me was saying I should help this huge pregnant beauty with her oil routine, but I had to remind myself that she was my brother’s wife. [/align]
[align=left]“I can’t, Dave might come back out.” was all I could think to say, as I stared at her stretched belly, before looking up into her pleading eyes.[/align]
[align=left]“So what?” she whispered. “What’s so bad about helping me out? There’s nothing sexual about it, right?” Sarah gave me one last pleading look. She had forced me into a corner. I could either admit my attraction, or help her out. “Sexual? No of course not. I guess you’re right.” I said.[/align]
[align=left]“Good, then come closer and let’s get this thing oiled up,” She said with a laugh.[/align]
[align=left]Sarah held the bottle out to me. I took it, and began to scoot down the couch. I could have stood and walked down, but then Sarah would have caught the raging tent in my pants. As I got near her, she wiggled her wide ass down comfortably into the couch. She leaned back, ready for oiling. This exposed every bare inch of her belly, now hovering in the air like an over-inflated balloon. Seeing it up close like this, round and nearly in my face, made my heart feel like it was going to pound right out of my chest. I looked at Sarah hesitantly, but she just nodded her head, urging me to go on. [/align]
[align=left]I unscrewed the top of the bottle of oil, and tilted a splash of it onto the peak of her domed belly. Quickly, it started rushing down the rounded sides, racing towards the couch. I panicked and froze, but then, Sarah’s hands smacked onto the sides of her pregnant belly, catching the running oil. She began massaging it into the taut skin. [/align]
[align=left]“Oops. Don’t want to make a mess everywhere, do we Billy?” Sarah said with a salacious smile. [/align]
[align=left]Before I could respond, Sarah grabbed my right hand and placed it on the top of her belly. I nearly creamed myself as I let out a small, embarrassing moan. Sarah began to guide my hand around, occasionally pushing it in slightly in various areas. My hand was pushed back quickly from the firm density of her belly. Her skin was supple, soft, and flawless. The belly itself was warm and extremely taut, like it had been pumped to capacity. [/align]
[align=left]It was at this point that I gave up any semblance of control. I splashed another bit of oil on the top of her belly and put the bottle to the side. With both hands, I dove in. Sarah saw my excitement and decided to give me space, putting her hands behind her head and smiling. I rubbed along the lines of her tattoos, seeing how the shapes stretched and distorted. It only made her belly even hotter. I rubbed the sides with both hands, holding her belly between them like a giant beach ball. I made circled, pushing in on the sides, squeezing her belly gently. [/align]
[align=left]Then I decided to move on to my favorite spot. I moved my hands to the top of her belly, and then began to follow her darkened line downward. Eventually, I hit the protruding nub that used to be her belly button. It was rubbery, and bent inward only slightly as I moved my hands over it. Sarah tilted her head back and let out a small moan. I began to circle my thumb around the belly button, fascinated and utterly turned on by the size of it. With my pointer finger, I pushed on it, watching it go in slightly. As I took my finger off, it quickly popped itself back out. [/align]
[align=left]As the oil soaked into her skin, I started to take wide sweeping rubs around the whole belly. My hands roamed from the top, to the sides, constantly passing over the belly button, feeling it bend and pop under my palm. Then, I decided to get brave and moved my hand slowly downward. I followed along the massive curve, dropping towards the bottom. I noticed the tattoo down there, and wondered how far into her pants it went. I carefully brushed my hand along the top of Sarah’s skintight yoga pants as I rubbed in more oil. I heard Sarah moan louder this time, and when I looked up at her face I saw that she was biting her lip. [/align]
[align=left]Recognizing the universal female sign for pleasure, I forced myself to take my hands off her belly. I instantly regretted it. I looked down, and seeing the now-shiny giant ball made me want to touch it even more, but I was afraid that I would lose control. I had to keep reminding myself that this was my brother’s wife.[/align]
[align=left]Sarah looked at me, almost confused. “You can’t be done yet.” [/align]
[align=left]“Why?” I asked, “it seems like your pretty well covered.” I reached out and patted her belly, not being able to resist one last touch. My hand smacked against the tight, round skin, echoing little pats into the living room. [/align]
[align=left]“Because we’ve only done part of it,” Sarah said with a wink, and started lifting her shirt slowly, exposing the soft round bottoms of her engorged boobs. [/align]
[align=left]“No!” I whispered loudly, grabbing the shirt and tugging it downward. “We can’t do this!” I continued to try to pull the shirt even further, hoping to cover the belly as well and take away all temptation. I quickly realized it was useless, as the shirt barely covered half of her rounded middle. [/align]
[align=left]Sarah looked at me with puppy-dog eyes. “Billy, Dave hasn’t touched me in close to 5 months. As soon as this belly started bulging out, he was hands off. Do you have any idea what that’s like?” [/align]
[align=left]I slowly shook my head as I continued to struggle with pulling her shirt down. Sarah grabbed my wrist and stopped me. She then began slowly, sensually pulling the shirt back up, exposing her belly one inch at a time.[/align]
[align=left]“And I’ve seen you over the last week. Looking at me. Looking at this big belly.” [/align]
[align=left]“No, I don’t --” I tried to reply.[/align]
[align=left]“Stop. Don’t deny it. I’ve seen you walk around with a hard-on around me, just like right now.” She nodded down at my pants, and I shifted uncomfortably, trying again to hide it.[/align]
[align=left]“Don’t hide it, Billy, I’m trying to tell you I like the attention. It makes me feel sexy, which is something that’s hard to achieve when you’re a giant round whale and your own husband thinks your gross.” [/align]
[align=left]Attraction to pregnancy aside, I suddenly felt very bad for Sarah. Sitting alone with me here in the dark, it was clear she was desperate for any ounce of attention. And honestly, I started to think my brother was a complete asshole, as well as a moron, for not giving it to this round goddess. [/align]
[align=left]Sarah continued to pull the shirt up her belly, and once again got to her massive breasts. I saw them start to peak out, resting on top of the swollen belly. [/align]
[align=left]“So what do you say Billy? Help me out a little? We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. But I’m pretty sure you at least want to do this.” Sarah pulled her shirt up all the way, exposing her breasts and causing them to bounce and jiggle on top of the belly. Her boobs were perfectly round, roughly C cups, with perky, dark nipples. They were incredible. Sarah grabbed the oil bottle, tipped some into her hand, and started rubbing on her tits. [/align]
[align=left]Once again I felt my jaw drop. I didn’t know what to say or do. I was more conflicted than ever, but I couldn’t look away. Suddenly Sarah grabbed my hand again, and led it to her boobs. Then she guided my free hand back to the belly. I began rubbing her tits, which were the perfect combination of soft and full. Her belly, tight as ever, was now extra smooth from the oil. I leaned down and licked her belly button, I heard her moan, so I started swirling my tongue around it, and then sucked on it. At the same time, I was rolling her nipples in between my fingers. Sarah grabbed my head and pushed it further into her belly. My whole face was smashed against one of the roundest, hottest bellies I’d ever laid my hands on. She then reached down and shoved her hand into the waistband of her yoga pants. She began furiously playing with herself. [/align]
[align=left]I realized we were fully in it now, and couldn’t turn back. And at this point, I didn’t want to. I started rubbing my erection, which had spent the last 15 minutes ready to explode. Before I could do much, Sarah reached out with her free hand and dove into my own sweatpants. I felt her hand grasp my hard cock firmly, and we both let out moans that we tried to cover. My hands flew all over the oiled, tight round body of my brother’s wife. I leaned in and popped a swollen tit into my mouth, while reaching down with my hands and holding the belly once again like it was a giant beach ball. I sucked hard, and felt some sweet colostrum empty into my mouth. Sarah began wiggling and gyrating even harder, and I sat up to get a better look. She continued to bounce lightly on the couch, playing with herself and me at the same time. She was getting close, and so was I. She started pumping herself back and forth faster, and her jiggly breasts started slapping onto her belly, which had no bounce to it at all because of its immense tightness. I watched as the veins on her neck started to bulge, and saw her belly contract with orgasm. I reached down and again grabbed the balloon belly with both hands. Sarah looked and felt like she was about to pop. Suddenly, she started panting, and then moaning intensely. As she climaxed, she squeezed my cock and whipped it out of my sweatpants. She pulled me in close, and jammed my cock hard into the top of her belly. I felt it poke into the firm, taut skin, and that was it for me. I exploded all over her gigantic belly. As it splashed out onto the shiny round surface, Sarah moaned one last time, and I collapsed back into my original spot on the couch. [/align]
[align=left]Sarah sat there, panting from exhaustion. I watched in fascination as her belly heaved up and down, seemingly swelling and deflating with each breath. [/align]
[align=left]And then, we both heard a noise. A creak from down the hall, and feet shuffling. I pulled my sweatpants up frantically and watched as Sarah looked down at her cum-covered belly. She looked at me wide-eyed, and then she yanked her shirt down as far as it would go, right over the splashes of cum. Just as she did that, their bedroom door swung open and Dave stumbled out. [/align]
[align=left]“What was that noise?” he asked groggily. [/align]
[align=left]I started to freak out and looked at Sarah, who still appeared to be panting slightly. I watched her take a deep breath, causing her belly to go up and down again. [/align]
[align=left]“Um, it was the movie. They just just found out Dana is possessed by Zuul. Sorry if it was too loud, hon.” Sarah replied.[/align]
[align=left]“It’s cool, gotta take a leak anyway,” Dave said. He walked over to Sarah and kissed her on her head. Then he reached down and quickly patted the top of her covered belly. [/align]
[align=left]I felt my heart skip a beat, but Dave simply stood back up and smiled. “Thanks for keeping Sarah and the little guy company for me, Billy. We like having you around, right hon?” [/align]
[align=left]Sarah looked at me and smirked. “We sure do.” She rubbed her belly, right where I had just cum on it, and gave me a wink that Dave couldn’t see.[/align]
[align=left]Dave waved goodnight again, and we watched as he headed towards the bathroom. Sarah turned back to me with a glint in her eye.[/align]
[align=left]“That was fun, but I think we can have even more fun when Dave goes to work on Monday.” Sarah smiled her huge, adorable smile. Then she lifted herself off the couch, and waddled over to me. Her shiny belly bulged out of the bottom of her shirt, which I could see was quite wet with cum. Sarah leaned towards me and bumped her belly into my cheek, then I reached up and hugged both sides of the giant sphere gently.[/align]
[align=left]“Goodnight, Billy,” Sarah said with her most sensual voice, “Sweet dreams.”[/align]
[align=left]She turned slowly away, taking her bulging belly out of view. But the replacement view of her round, ample ass wasn’t too bad either. I watched her waddle away, ass swaying back and forth, taunting me. As she got to her bedroom, she gave a little wave and disappeared inside.[/align]
[align=left]I collapsed back against the couch, still in shock at what just happened. The thrill of it all. Almost getting caught. Sarah’s enormous, perfectly pregnant body. I could only imagine what she looked like completely naked, but maybe I would soon find out. And I couldn’t believe she still had another month left. Something told me I was going to have a very difficult time finding an apartment, at least for the next 4 weeks or so.[/align]
The story is inspired by a photo that I'm attaching with it. My hope is that I might start a series about the main character, Billy, which could take place both before and after this story. Feedback is welcome if you have any, and hope you enjoy!
[align=center]Billy's Belly Adventure: Movie Night[/align]
[align=center](contains: pregnancy, explicit sexual situations)[/align]
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[/align][align=left] We were halfway through watching Ghostbusters when my brother Dave got up from the couch and said he was tired and going to bed. We said goodnight as he went into the bedroom and closed the door, and then suddenly we were alone. [/align]
[align=left]I looked at the other end of the couch, and saw Dave’s massively pregnant wife Sarah sitting there, looking back at me. I quickly turned back to the TV screen and tried to focus on the movie, even though it was next to impossible. [/align]
[align=left]A week ago, I moved back to town after traveling abroad for a year, and Dave graciously invited me to stay with him and his wife until I could find a job and a place of my own. With little other choice and against my better judgement, I decided to take the offer. You see, I have a major fetish for pregnant women, and I knew that Dave’s wife was currently about 8 months along. But I told myself I could handle it, that it wouldn’t be a big deal. Boy, was I wrong. [/align]
[align=left]From the minute I walked through the door a week ago, I could hardly keep my eyes off Sarah’s large bump. I’d only met her a few times before this, at the wedding and some family events, and always thought she was a cute, tattooed punk type with a pretty damn good body. But wow, pregnancy had turned her into an absolute goddess. Her breasts and ass had both plumped up nicely since I last saw her, but nothing compared to her hugely perfect belly. [/align]
[align=left]I tried to avoid her for most of the last week, spending as much time in my room as I could, but it was more difficult than I imagined. Sarah didn’t work either, so often times we were home alone in the house during the day. Whenever I would come out to eat or use the bathroom, Sarah would appear out of nowhere and try to strike up a conversation. I usually tried not to stare at her belly, but she was always wearing clothes that were either skintight, or entirely too small for her bump. So I would awkwardly answer some questions and then run off to my room, usually to relieve myself. [/align]
[align=left]Now, sitting here on the couch alone with her, I started to get nervous. I thought about following in Dave’s footsteps and heading to bed. I glanced towards the hallway, and saw that Sarah was still staring at me. She gave me a half smile, and suddenly lifted her shirt her shirt up, exposing her entire bare belly. It towered in the air like a massive dome, and I felt my draw literally drop. Sarah smiled more at my reaction, and I turned back to the TV, hoping to God that Ghostbusters would be able to distract me. [/align]
[align=left]From my peripheral vision, I saw Sarah start to stroke her belly. She moved her hands up and down, slowly in big wide strokes. I was fighting every instinct not to turn and look, but that didn’t stop me from beginning to get hard just from being in the proximity of this enormous preggo. Sarah’s hands kept circling around her belly, and I finally couldn’t take it any longer. I glanced back over just in time to see her hands rub up under her breasts, lifting them slightly with one hand so that the other hand could rub the top of her giant sphere. I heard myself literally gasp. I couldn’t help it. Sarah looked at me and giggled. I continued to stare as she rubbed every inch. Her belly was stretched and tight, almost glowing from the light of the TV. Even from the other side of the couch, I could make out some of the lines of her tattoos which covered her belly. I noticed how stretched they were, almost beyond recognition of what they once were back when Sarah had a flat, toned stomach. It was far from being flat now, a rounded balloon that Sarah continued to move her hand around, almost like she was teasing me. After a moment she released her breasts, which fell back on top of her belly with a jiggle. She clearly wasn’t wearing a bra. [/align]
[align=left]With another smile, Sarah suddenly shifted weight, and lifted herself up onto her hands and knees. For a quick moment, I saw her 8 month pregnant belly dangling between her legs, and her ass was right in front of me, a plump apple bottom stuffed into her tight black leggings. I almost exploded everywhere looking at that view, but I was also panicked. Before I could ask what she was doing, she turned back and plopped into her seat with a heavy bounce. She held up something in her hand. It was a bottle of oil. [/align]
[align=left]“I keep this by my side at all times,” Sarah laughed. “I can’t imagine getting even a single stretch mark.” I didn’t know what to say, so I just nodded. Sarah suddenly gave me a look, one that made me instantly confused. “Actually Billy, would you might helping me with putting the oil on?” she said in an almost sensual tone. [/align]
[align=left]My mind swirled. “I, I don’t know if that’s such a good idea,” I stammered, feeling like a nervous fool. Sarah made a pouty face, and leans towards me. I pulled back, afraid that if I was too close to her and her perfect belly, I might lose it. Sarah whispered low, so Dave couldn’t hear. “Dave doesn’t like my belly, so I can never get him to help me with lotion and oil. Pretty please?”[/align]
[align=left]I could feel myself bulging out of my sweatpants. I pulled my knee up, hoping Sarah wouldn’t notice. I had no idea what to do. Every part of me was saying I should help this huge pregnant beauty with her oil routine, but I had to remind myself that she was my brother’s wife. [/align]
[align=left]“I can’t, Dave might come back out.” was all I could think to say, as I stared at her stretched belly, before looking up into her pleading eyes.[/align]
[align=left]“So what?” she whispered. “What’s so bad about helping me out? There’s nothing sexual about it, right?” Sarah gave me one last pleading look. She had forced me into a corner. I could either admit my attraction, or help her out. “Sexual? No of course not. I guess you’re right.” I said.[/align]
[align=left]“Good, then come closer and let’s get this thing oiled up,” She said with a laugh.[/align]
[align=left]Sarah held the bottle out to me. I took it, and began to scoot down the couch. I could have stood and walked down, but then Sarah would have caught the raging tent in my pants. As I got near her, she wiggled her wide ass down comfortably into the couch. She leaned back, ready for oiling. This exposed every bare inch of her belly, now hovering in the air like an over-inflated balloon. Seeing it up close like this, round and nearly in my face, made my heart feel like it was going to pound right out of my chest. I looked at Sarah hesitantly, but she just nodded her head, urging me to go on. [/align]
[align=left]I unscrewed the top of the bottle of oil, and tilted a splash of it onto the peak of her domed belly. Quickly, it started rushing down the rounded sides, racing towards the couch. I panicked and froze, but then, Sarah’s hands smacked onto the sides of her pregnant belly, catching the running oil. She began massaging it into the taut skin. [/align]
[align=left]“Oops. Don’t want to make a mess everywhere, do we Billy?” Sarah said with a salacious smile. [/align]
[align=left]Before I could respond, Sarah grabbed my right hand and placed it on the top of her belly. I nearly creamed myself as I let out a small, embarrassing moan. Sarah began to guide my hand around, occasionally pushing it in slightly in various areas. My hand was pushed back quickly from the firm density of her belly. Her skin was supple, soft, and flawless. The belly itself was warm and extremely taut, like it had been pumped to capacity. [/align]
[align=left]It was at this point that I gave up any semblance of control. I splashed another bit of oil on the top of her belly and put the bottle to the side. With both hands, I dove in. Sarah saw my excitement and decided to give me space, putting her hands behind her head and smiling. I rubbed along the lines of her tattoos, seeing how the shapes stretched and distorted. It only made her belly even hotter. I rubbed the sides with both hands, holding her belly between them like a giant beach ball. I made circled, pushing in on the sides, squeezing her belly gently. [/align]
[align=left]Then I decided to move on to my favorite spot. I moved my hands to the top of her belly, and then began to follow her darkened line downward. Eventually, I hit the protruding nub that used to be her belly button. It was rubbery, and bent inward only slightly as I moved my hands over it. Sarah tilted her head back and let out a small moan. I began to circle my thumb around the belly button, fascinated and utterly turned on by the size of it. With my pointer finger, I pushed on it, watching it go in slightly. As I took my finger off, it quickly popped itself back out. [/align]
[align=left]As the oil soaked into her skin, I started to take wide sweeping rubs around the whole belly. My hands roamed from the top, to the sides, constantly passing over the belly button, feeling it bend and pop under my palm. Then, I decided to get brave and moved my hand slowly downward. I followed along the massive curve, dropping towards the bottom. I noticed the tattoo down there, and wondered how far into her pants it went. I carefully brushed my hand along the top of Sarah’s skintight yoga pants as I rubbed in more oil. I heard Sarah moan louder this time, and when I looked up at her face I saw that she was biting her lip. [/align]
[align=left]Recognizing the universal female sign for pleasure, I forced myself to take my hands off her belly. I instantly regretted it. I looked down, and seeing the now-shiny giant ball made me want to touch it even more, but I was afraid that I would lose control. I had to keep reminding myself that this was my brother’s wife.[/align]
[align=left]Sarah looked at me, almost confused. “You can’t be done yet.” [/align]
[align=left]“Why?” I asked, “it seems like your pretty well covered.” I reached out and patted her belly, not being able to resist one last touch. My hand smacked against the tight, round skin, echoing little pats into the living room. [/align]
[align=left]“Because we’ve only done part of it,” Sarah said with a wink, and started lifting her shirt slowly, exposing the soft round bottoms of her engorged boobs. [/align]
[align=left]“No!” I whispered loudly, grabbing the shirt and tugging it downward. “We can’t do this!” I continued to try to pull the shirt even further, hoping to cover the belly as well and take away all temptation. I quickly realized it was useless, as the shirt barely covered half of her rounded middle. [/align]
[align=left]Sarah looked at me with puppy-dog eyes. “Billy, Dave hasn’t touched me in close to 5 months. As soon as this belly started bulging out, he was hands off. Do you have any idea what that’s like?” [/align]
[align=left]I slowly shook my head as I continued to struggle with pulling her shirt down. Sarah grabbed my wrist and stopped me. She then began slowly, sensually pulling the shirt back up, exposing her belly one inch at a time.[/align]
[align=left]“And I’ve seen you over the last week. Looking at me. Looking at this big belly.” [/align]
[align=left]“No, I don’t --” I tried to reply.[/align]
[align=left]“Stop. Don’t deny it. I’ve seen you walk around with a hard-on around me, just like right now.” She nodded down at my pants, and I shifted uncomfortably, trying again to hide it.[/align]
[align=left]“Don’t hide it, Billy, I’m trying to tell you I like the attention. It makes me feel sexy, which is something that’s hard to achieve when you’re a giant round whale and your own husband thinks your gross.” [/align]
[align=left]Attraction to pregnancy aside, I suddenly felt very bad for Sarah. Sitting alone with me here in the dark, it was clear she was desperate for any ounce of attention. And honestly, I started to think my brother was a complete asshole, as well as a moron, for not giving it to this round goddess. [/align]
[align=left]Sarah continued to pull the shirt up her belly, and once again got to her massive breasts. I saw them start to peak out, resting on top of the swollen belly. [/align]
[align=left]“So what do you say Billy? Help me out a little? We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. But I’m pretty sure you at least want to do this.” Sarah pulled her shirt up all the way, exposing her breasts and causing them to bounce and jiggle on top of the belly. Her boobs were perfectly round, roughly C cups, with perky, dark nipples. They were incredible. Sarah grabbed the oil bottle, tipped some into her hand, and started rubbing on her tits. [/align]
[align=left]Once again I felt my jaw drop. I didn’t know what to say or do. I was more conflicted than ever, but I couldn’t look away. Suddenly Sarah grabbed my hand again, and led it to her boobs. Then she guided my free hand back to the belly. I began rubbing her tits, which were the perfect combination of soft and full. Her belly, tight as ever, was now extra smooth from the oil. I leaned down and licked her belly button, I heard her moan, so I started swirling my tongue around it, and then sucked on it. At the same time, I was rolling her nipples in between my fingers. Sarah grabbed my head and pushed it further into her belly. My whole face was smashed against one of the roundest, hottest bellies I’d ever laid my hands on. She then reached down and shoved her hand into the waistband of her yoga pants. She began furiously playing with herself. [/align]
[align=left]I realized we were fully in it now, and couldn’t turn back. And at this point, I didn’t want to. I started rubbing my erection, which had spent the last 15 minutes ready to explode. Before I could do much, Sarah reached out with her free hand and dove into my own sweatpants. I felt her hand grasp my hard cock firmly, and we both let out moans that we tried to cover. My hands flew all over the oiled, tight round body of my brother’s wife. I leaned in and popped a swollen tit into my mouth, while reaching down with my hands and holding the belly once again like it was a giant beach ball. I sucked hard, and felt some sweet colostrum empty into my mouth. Sarah began wiggling and gyrating even harder, and I sat up to get a better look. She continued to bounce lightly on the couch, playing with herself and me at the same time. She was getting close, and so was I. She started pumping herself back and forth faster, and her jiggly breasts started slapping onto her belly, which had no bounce to it at all because of its immense tightness. I watched as the veins on her neck started to bulge, and saw her belly contract with orgasm. I reached down and again grabbed the balloon belly with both hands. Sarah looked and felt like she was about to pop. Suddenly, she started panting, and then moaning intensely. As she climaxed, she squeezed my cock and whipped it out of my sweatpants. She pulled me in close, and jammed my cock hard into the top of her belly. I felt it poke into the firm, taut skin, and that was it for me. I exploded all over her gigantic belly. As it splashed out onto the shiny round surface, Sarah moaned one last time, and I collapsed back into my original spot on the couch. [/align]
[align=left]Sarah sat there, panting from exhaustion. I watched in fascination as her belly heaved up and down, seemingly swelling and deflating with each breath. [/align]
[align=left]And then, we both heard a noise. A creak from down the hall, and feet shuffling. I pulled my sweatpants up frantically and watched as Sarah looked down at her cum-covered belly. She looked at me wide-eyed, and then she yanked her shirt down as far as it would go, right over the splashes of cum. Just as she did that, their bedroom door swung open and Dave stumbled out. [/align]
[align=left]“What was that noise?” he asked groggily. [/align]
[align=left]I started to freak out and looked at Sarah, who still appeared to be panting slightly. I watched her take a deep breath, causing her belly to go up and down again. [/align]
[align=left]“Um, it was the movie. They just just found out Dana is possessed by Zuul. Sorry if it was too loud, hon.” Sarah replied.[/align]
[align=left]“It’s cool, gotta take a leak anyway,” Dave said. He walked over to Sarah and kissed her on her head. Then he reached down and quickly patted the top of her covered belly. [/align]
[align=left]I felt my heart skip a beat, but Dave simply stood back up and smiled. “Thanks for keeping Sarah and the little guy company for me, Billy. We like having you around, right hon?” [/align]
[align=left]Sarah looked at me and smirked. “We sure do.” She rubbed her belly, right where I had just cum on it, and gave me a wink that Dave couldn’t see.[/align]
[align=left]Dave waved goodnight again, and we watched as he headed towards the bathroom. Sarah turned back to me with a glint in her eye.[/align]
[align=left]“That was fun, but I think we can have even more fun when Dave goes to work on Monday.” Sarah smiled her huge, adorable smile. Then she lifted herself off the couch, and waddled over to me. Her shiny belly bulged out of the bottom of her shirt, which I could see was quite wet with cum. Sarah leaned towards me and bumped her belly into my cheek, then I reached up and hugged both sides of the giant sphere gently.[/align]
[align=left]“Goodnight, Billy,” Sarah said with her most sensual voice, “Sweet dreams.”[/align]
[align=left]She turned slowly away, taking her bulging belly out of view. But the replacement view of her round, ample ass wasn’t too bad either. I watched her waddle away, ass swaying back and forth, taunting me. As she got to her bedroom, she gave a little wave and disappeared inside.[/align]
[align=left]I collapsed back against the couch, still in shock at what just happened. The thrill of it all. Almost getting caught. Sarah’s enormous, perfectly pregnant body. I could only imagine what she looked like completely naked, but maybe I would soon find out. And I couldn’t believe she still had another month left. Something told me I was going to have a very difficult time finding an apartment, at least for the next 4 weeks or so.[/align]
