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Definitely trying this out sounds like fun! Thanks for sharing

(September 15, 2022, 11:20 pm)doubleintegral Alright, here goes.

Before each of our kids was born (via scheduled induction) my wife and I would go out for one last nice dinner, go home and have some crazy pregnant sex, then head to the hospital the next morning for the induction.  We decided to repeat this when my wife was a surrogate some years later, but with a twist: this time we pretended that we were going on a blind date with each other.  At the time we were taking a silly improv class together and decided to use it for some real world LARP shit.  So we dressed up a bit (wife wore a stunning tight red dress with slit), took off our wedding rings, and drove separate cars to the restaurant.  Once there we were in character for the rest of the evening, using different names and made-up life experiences.  Naturally my character had a thing for pregnant women, while hers wanted one last fling before she popped.  Then she "went back to my place" and we fucked each other silly.

The whole thing was fun enough that we've kept doing it once a year or so, even though she was not and never will be pregnant again.  We'd use different names and character backstories each time, each year making them gradually more ridiculous.  But the only continuity in this little universe of ours is that at some point in the meal I will let slip that all of my best dates have been with pregnant women, and she'll let slip that all of her best dates were when she was hugely pregnant.  It's basically just a big inside joke improv routine for no one's amusement but our own, trying to make each other laugh and break character.  And then, of course, we'll go home and fuck each other silly.

Now you know the backstory.  We reenacted this again one night recently and just happened to luck into having a pregnant waiter.  So we started talking about our pregnant dating experiences while our waiter was in earshot, not right in front of her of course, but while she was walking past or serving another table nearby.  We didn't think she could actually hear us because restaurants are noisy and waiters are busy and they probably tune out customers' conversations anyway.  We were really amused with ourselves though.

Not long after, though, her attitude toward us, and especially me, was much different.  Standing closer to me, rubbing her belly more, making comments about it.  Remember, neither me nor my wife were wearing our wedding rings, she wasn't wearing one either, she'd overheard me talk about enjoying dates with pregnant women, and we told her earlier in the dinner that this was our first date.  Based on all of that she might have thought she had every reason to shoot her shot with me.  When she invited us to feel her belly and I took her up on it, she moved my hand all around it, including dangerously close to her boobs.  At this point my wife was barely holding it together and I was doing my damnedest to play it cool.

When the waiter brought my credit card and the receipts to our table, she thanked us for coming to the restaurant, then turned and looked right at me, winked, and said, "Come see me again sometime."  Then she walked off, but when she got a few tables away, she looked back at me, rubbed her belly, and waved before walking around the corner.  My wife's jaw could've dropped onto the table.  After I filled out the restaurant's receipt (with generous tip, of course) I noticed the writing on the back of my copy and we both completely lost our shit.  Had to hurry out of the restaurant so that our waiter didn't see us laughing and get her feelings hurt.  And, of course, we went home and fucked each other silly.

She's still got a few weeks left to get that last fling in before her due date.  Hope the universe makes it happen for her.

tl;dr - my wife and I may be awful people.

Sorry for bringing this back after a week, but that is a pretty interesting story.

Just had one, candids from the encounter are on my thread, so I went to Walmart to look for bellies and I saw a short woman with a giant bump in a black shirt. So I walked next to her and saw the name tag so I floated around and I asked if there was a random item in stock and she insisted on helping me find it, when she gave up she brought up that she was pregnant and the conversation just happened we talked for almost 2 hours during her shift and my phone was clicking away at pictures. I felt like I had enough of the conversation cause boy she could talk so I asked for a belly rub ( to feel ) and she thought about it and said no thanks and that was that.
She has 3 weeks to go, maybe I’ll see her again.
I thought it was awesome that there was no huge freak out because I asked to feel her pump.

I was just in Ross earlier today and saw one of the craziest bellies I have ever seen. It was this Latina woman with a tight great shirt on and black leggings. Her belly was really high and stuck out really far. Literally looked like the classic beach ball or basketball in the shirt. That shirt was being pushed to it's limits and she had a little belly button that you could see through the shirt. I passed by her a few times to get some glances but that was about it. She was extremely sexy and I would have tried to take some photos if I wasn't with someone at the time. Really kicking myself about it

(October 28, 2022, 12:31 am)Thall954 I was just in Ross earlier today and saw one of the craziest bellies I have ever seen. It was this Latina woman with a tight great shirt on and black leggings. Her belly was really high and stuck out really far. Literally looked like the classic beach ball or basketball in the shirt. That shirt was being pushed to it's limits and she had a little belly button that you could see through the shirt. I passed by her a few times to get some glances but that was about it. She was extremely sexy and I would have tried to take some photos if I wasn't with someone at the time. Really kicking myself about it

I’ve been in a similar situation a few times as well where I see a pregnant woman but can’t do anything since I’m with someone else.

Since I’m new here this will be my first story, about a few years ago I was at Target actually buying some stuff I really needed, then BOOM, here she comes. This young lady in her 20s really short but very huge and round and very cute. That belly was sticking out of her black and white stripe shirt. I had no intention to talking to candids, but my curiosity was peeking so bad. And I got to say this was my best encounter ever because this lady was the nicest and most chilling person ever, she was looking at baby clothes and I finally gathered up the courage to talk to her but pretending I was buying for a pregnant family member, asking for her opinion on the item I was holding. She was very high energetic and told me that was a good item and we had a conversation until I a little bump popping out of her shirt. “You saw that right” she said, “yes that’s amazing, how far along are you” I said, “I’m 37 weeks and this is my first” she said, “he wants to get out so bad” I said, “I KNOW RIGHT” she said, “my cousin is barely 22 weeks but not showing” I said. Her shirt was was moving a lot and she kept rubbing her belly, “he’s really active right now” I took that chance and said, “really? Do you mind if I feel” I said nervously. “No not at all go ahead” I place my hand on her belly but trying to find the position and she was so kind to help me, the more she moved my hand, the more active the baby gets. “He really likes you” she said. “This is awesome” I said, then I placed the other hand and gave her good couple seconds, then gave her belly a little tap. I thanked the lady and told the lady congratulations and good luck. She replied with “thank you so much” and kept rubbing that belly, I left the store with pure joy knowing there’s actually women that would let random people touch their pregnant belly and I was lucky to be one of those people!

Just found out that my neighbor with 20 year old children is pregnant! She has been getting a lot of work done to her house and has been outside in the front yard a lot and for the past few days I have been seeing her with her big belly! She is probably 7 months or so at the moment but it has me really shocked especially with how old her children are, I wonder how they feel about it. We haven't chatted in a few years but I used to go over to their house all the time when we did talk. I wonder if I could get the opportunity to feel the belly without it being weird. I have always found her to be quite attractive but not with this big belly I can't help myself.

Huge really cute blonde asked me to get her something from a high up shelf in a grocery store once. I regret not offering to buy her groceries and make a move, she seemed super appreciative and kindve flustered after I helped. Acting all super cute, shy, and "little"-like while rubbing her belly.

Between 2012 and 2016, while in the US Army, I was stationed at Hunter Army Airfield, which is in Savannah, GA.  I lived in a suburb called Georgetown (Look up Savannah, GA in Google Maps and you’ll see GT on the west side off 204.  If you look up Georgetown, GA, you’ll get pulled to the town on the western border next to Eufala , AL.)

Anyways, I lived on the 3rd floor of a rather nice apartment complex.  Gated entry to vehicle traffic but the pedestrian gate was left open.  One evening, probably in ‘12 or ‘13, I got a knock on my door.  This was unusual; I don’t get visitors and I’d always meet the pizza drivers in the parking lot (Saves them time.)  I answer the door and standing before me is a cute, short, blond haired pregnant girl.  She was a college student, and was selling magazine subscriptions for some cause/program or another.  I invited her in, and we chatted for a bit in the living room.  Normally I don’t buy magazines, I only look at them in waiting rooms.  In this case, probably just to keep her around for a bit, I entertained the discussion and even decided to buy.  When it came time to settle, turns out it needed to be in cold hard cash, which I never have any on hand.  I told her that I’d have to go to the ATM at the nearby gas station, and she’s welcome to ride with me.  To my delight, she accepted!  5 minutes out, 5 minutes back, with an 8 month pregnant passenger.  I did buck up the nerve to ask if I could feel her belly, and she said yes!  I didn’t let my hand linger for too long, but I got to get my feel in.

Unfortunately, I didn’t ask about anything more.  Not because I was afraid of her reaction if I revealed my pregnancy fetish, nor a fear of rejection over if she was already in a relationship (dating or married doesn’t matter, I don’t steal or endorse cheating.)  No, I didn’t because at the time I was going through a divorce (my ex was back in Chicago with her parents by then.)  My personal code of ethics and honor illustrated my situation plain and clear:  Do I have a divorce decree?  Nope.  Means I’m still married, and while I could theoretically get away with a harmless dinner or evening out with a friend, anything more intimate was completely out of bounds.  

The ending of this encounter was hilarious, though.  We’re sitting in my car after returning from the ATM, I get my belly rub, and we bid each other fare well.  We both get out and go our separate ways: her towards the property entrance, and me towards the stairs.  And coming down the stairs is a group of guys, 3 or 4.  They all had the same sales packets she had, and upon seeing her leave my car and waddle on up the sidewalk they were pissed.  Not at me, thank goodness they were reasonable!  No, they were pissed because apparently there had been an agreement between various parties as to who had what territories.  She’d invaded theirs!  HAHA!  They gave me some line about sticking with the guys (given their body language I knew it was more in jest than any serious Male vs Female prejudice) and I just shrugged.  “Well, she got to me first, and I’ve got a thing for pregnant girls.  Sorry, she would have had my money regardless.”  That got a groan out of one of them, as if that wasn’t the first time she’d used her belly (or possibly gender in general) to her advantage.

This is a recent encounter, I went to an orthodontist for a check up and news on surgery for my overbite and one of the workers there was pregnant and she was round like her belly was huge and she said it was only one baby, she was real friendly to me and let me feel her bump, she even pulled up her shirt to show it to me, it felt like a surreal experience.