This is my first erotic story and I'm looking for feedback. Not the most original premise, I know, but I hope the writing is detailed enough to keep things interesting. Let me know what you think!
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The milkman knocked softly on the door.
"Thank god you're here!" the woman inside said, grabbing the milk bottles and beckoning him in to the house.
She placed the milk in the refrigerator, straining somewhat as she bent down slightly while maintaining her center of gravity. Over the past several months, the better part of a year, in fact, her belly had grown ripe with pregnancy. As she leaned forward, the milkman could see that this housewife's ass had grown wider and thicker as well, providing some measure of counterbalance to her belly. Even in her loose fitting dress, she struck quite a profile.
She closed the door, turned around and leaned back against the fridge. Her floral print dress draping over belly, finally revealing it's full size.
"You know my husband's barely touched me since I started to show." she sighed, and as she did, her full, round breasts lifted slightly, then relaxed as she exhaled. She slowly rubbed her hand over her belly and closed her eyes.
"It seems like I've gotten so much bigger than with my last two pregnancies. But you still think I'm sexy, right?"
"Of course. More than ever." the milkman replied, leaning in for a kiss.
The housewife lunged forward, wrapping her arms tightly against the milkman, plunging her face into his to meet his lips.
After nearly a minute, their lips separated, the housewife, panting in desperation, looked up to the milkman, "I think I'm overdue for a refill."
She led him to the bedroom and lifted her dress over her head to remove it. She stumbled slightly and the milkman smirked silently to himself and she waddled around in her oversized panties that stretched over her belly and her mismatched bra. Of course this didn't make her any less attractive to him. He grabbed a hold of her to steady her and as her dress cleared it's way over her face, they kissed again. He guided her down gently onto the bed, their lips never separating, and the moment her soft bottom hit the mattress he plunged his tongue down her throat.
Shortly after a moan erupted from within her, and she pulled back, panting, leaning back and supporting herself with her arms, as her belly and breasts jutted upward, moving up and down with each breath. She steadied herself upright and reached back to unhook her bra. Meanwhile, the milkman removed his hat and bowtie and started unbuttoning his shirt. The housewife tossed her bra aside, revealing her soft, pale breasts. They had engorged with milk as her pregnancy progressed, but they still maintained their teardrop shape, with her nipples positioned high and pointing upward. Of course now they were thicker and darker, and at the current moment, harder. She leaned back and started pulling her panties down. As the waistband passed over the apex of her round belly, it brushed against her protruding navel, which then sprung out from the waistband, jutting out like a third nipple. She continued to pull down to her hips, and the soft, pillowy layer of flesh that had formed over the firm core of her womb spilled outward over the waistband. Despite the size of the surface area of her skin, it was perfectly smooth, with no stretchmarks in sight. While her husband hadn't touched her in months, she had been paying extra attention to her belly, rubbing it tenderly with lotions and oils while he wasn't home, and afterward, would move her hand further down to attend to her other needs.
As the milkman removed his shirt, the housewife leaned forward and started unbuckling his belt. Meanwhile, he shuffled his feet to slide his shoes off without touching them. The housewife was already barefoot, finding it more comfortable for her swollen feet when waddling around the house in her fecund state. After unbuckling his belt, she unbuttoned and unzipped his white uniform pants to reveal his boxer shorts underneath: white background with a red heart pattern. She pulled down in pants and boxers in one go, revealing his turgid but not yet fully erect cock. She lifted it gently and took him into her mouth.
"Ah, fuck!" he cried out as his cock quickly grew firmer and longer, filling her hot, wet mouth. She pursed her lips and bobbed her head back and forth, running her tongue from side to side along his veiny shaft. He clutched the back of her head and ran his fingers through her long, slightly curled blonde hair.
"Babe... you're going to have to slow down." he begged. Her lips withdrew from his shaft, making a slight smacking sound. She smirked and chuckled, causing her belly to jiggle slightly.
"Sorry babe," she replied as she leaned back and laid down on the bed. She ran her hand over her belly as if to calm the life inside, and as her hand made her way over her pregnant mound her fingers dipped through her blonde pubic hair and made their way down to her moistening cunt.
The milkman hopped on the bed to join her, kissing her deeply on the mouth, then moving down her neck with his lips.
"Not too hard. I don't want you to leave any marks. It was hard enough to explain last time, I don't think I can do it again."
He continued, softer this time, while his hand touched her firm, yet soft on the surface belly. As he moved downward with his hand he brushed past her bush to massage her thick lips. She shivered with arousal and began to spread her legs. She moved her own hand up to his chest and ran her fingers over his firm pecs. While the housewife had indulged her every culinary craving during her pregnancy, partly from hunger, though partly because she had nothing better to do, as her carnal desires remained unfulfilled by her ungrateful husband; the milkman had stayed in shape, walking frequently and working out regularly. Plus he didn't have a wife at home to cook him meals, so that was one temptation he didn't have to worry about.
He moved his fingers upward toward the glistening nub of her clit. When he reached her button and started stroking it gently yet firmly, it was as if a jolt of electricity was traveling through her. She shuddered and moaned, and with her hand on his chest, started pulling him towards her by his chest hair.
"Aaaahhh! Yes!!!" she exclaimed as he massaged her most vulnerable spot. He moved his mouth down to her chest, licking her breast from the bottom up, past the slightly bumpy areola, to the firm thick nipple. He brushed over it with his tongue, flicking it upward before closing his mouth around it and sucking.
"Babe, not so hard, I said no marks remember?" she pleaded, exasperated. He let up, but only slightly, until a slow trickle of milk came out.
"Ooooh," she moaned as he finished licking the milk from one nipple and immediately began sucking the other.
"I'm making such a mess... aaah! aahh!" she cried out as his fingers continued to message her cunt while her second nipple released it's milk into his waiting mouth.
He lifted his head up from her breasts and looked her in the eyes. She smiled and nodded and he returned a nod, knowing exactly what to do. He moved himself to the center of the bed as she spread her legs. He lifted up her ankles and then plunged his hardened cock into her dripping cunt.
"OOOOHH, YES! YEEEESS!" she screamed as he pounded away, causing her whole body to shake, from her thick, quivering thighs, to her wide ass, to her round, jiggling belly and breasts. His pelvis clapped against her thighs and his flat stomach rubbed against her round one. Her insides were velvety soft and surprisingly tight, considering that she had birthed two children already. He continued to thrust in and out as he could feel her walls closing in around his shaft.
"Oh shit." she whispered nervously.
"What?" he asked.
"The kids will be home from school any minute, we'll have to finish soon."
He slowly pulled out, taking his slick cock and slapping it against her soft belly, which now glistened with a slight sheen of sweat. He started to drag his rod across her bump, brushing against the nub of her navel and then slowly sliding back and forth against the surface of her belly.
"No, you'll make a mess." she said as she gently patted his cock with her hand, signalling him to stop.
"Here..." she said as she turned onto her side, and then got on her hands and knees. From this position, her belly was just big enough that it dragged against surface of the bed, pressing in just deeply enough that her navel was buried beneath the sheets. Her breasts hung down but still maintained a rounded shape as they swayed slightly as she adjusted into a more comfortable position.
"I want you to come inside me, and don't let up. I want you to give it all you've got." she urged as she spread her legs once she had finished balancing herself.
He grabbed onto her hips and then plunged his cock into her waiting cunt.
"OH FUCK YES!" she cried out as her body started to shake. His pelvis slammed into pillowy thighs and ass, which caused her belly to shift and her breasts to sway back and forth against her belly.
"AAAARGH" he grunted, leaning forward and continuing to thrust his rod into her slick, quivering sex, he moved his hands from her hips to the underside of her belly. He sunk his fingers into her soft flesh and pulled her towards him, plunging himself deeper into her. He could feel kicks coming from within as he rubbed his hands over her bump.
"Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!" she whimpered as her cunt tightened around his shaft. He pulled out of her sex nearly all the way until only his head remained inside before thrusting back in at full speed.
"OOOOOOOOOOOH!" she cried out as she orgasmed.
"Uuuugghh!" the milkman groaned as he thrust once more, feeling the housewife spasming around him as he plunged deeper into her womb, shooting his load deep inside of her.
She dropped her face onto the bed, exhausted, but deeply satisfied. The milkman stayed inside of her as the remaining cum slowly drained out into her. As his member softened, he withdrew from her, holding his hand out to catch any drips that might otherwise land on the bed. He walked into the bathroom to piss and wash up and he returned to find the housewife exactly as he left her, face down and quivering all over. She then rolled onto her side and clutched her belly.
"This baby is kicking up a storm. Can you hand me my clothes?" she asked. He tossed her the clothes and started putting his own back on.
"God, you're amazing!" she whispered as she pulled the dress back over her head. She sat down and clutched her belly again, still enduring the storm of kicks within her as she exhaled sharply.
"When will you come back?"
"You know I've got a busy schedule, but I should be able to work you in at least one more time before the due date." he replied, adjusting his bowtie.
She said as she picked up his hat from the nightstand and he extended his arm, expecting her to hand it to him, but instead she offered her empty hand, which he grabbed and pulled her up from the bed. She hugged him, pressing her still moving belly against him. She kissed him on the cheek and ran her fingers through his red hair before placing the cap back on his head.
"I'll miss you. Promise me you'll come back?"
"Of course. I'd never abandon a loyal customer." he winked and tipped his cap before climbing out the window and sneaking across the neighbors' back yards to his truck parked on a nearby street. The housewife look out the window longingly while rubbing her hand over her now still belly.
Meanwhile, down the street, two red headed children were stepping out of the school bus, eager to walk home to their mother as she poured out a glass of milk.
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The milkman knocked softly on the door.
"Thank god you're here!" the woman inside said, grabbing the milk bottles and beckoning him in to the house.
She placed the milk in the refrigerator, straining somewhat as she bent down slightly while maintaining her center of gravity. Over the past several months, the better part of a year, in fact, her belly had grown ripe with pregnancy. As she leaned forward, the milkman could see that this housewife's ass had grown wider and thicker as well, providing some measure of counterbalance to her belly. Even in her loose fitting dress, she struck quite a profile.
She closed the door, turned around and leaned back against the fridge. Her floral print dress draping over belly, finally revealing it's full size.
"You know my husband's barely touched me since I started to show." she sighed, and as she did, her full, round breasts lifted slightly, then relaxed as she exhaled. She slowly rubbed her hand over her belly and closed her eyes.
"It seems like I've gotten so much bigger than with my last two pregnancies. But you still think I'm sexy, right?"
"Of course. More than ever." the milkman replied, leaning in for a kiss.
The housewife lunged forward, wrapping her arms tightly against the milkman, plunging her face into his to meet his lips.
After nearly a minute, their lips separated, the housewife, panting in desperation, looked up to the milkman, "I think I'm overdue for a refill."
She led him to the bedroom and lifted her dress over her head to remove it. She stumbled slightly and the milkman smirked silently to himself and she waddled around in her oversized panties that stretched over her belly and her mismatched bra. Of course this didn't make her any less attractive to him. He grabbed a hold of her to steady her and as her dress cleared it's way over her face, they kissed again. He guided her down gently onto the bed, their lips never separating, and the moment her soft bottom hit the mattress he plunged his tongue down her throat.
Shortly after a moan erupted from within her, and she pulled back, panting, leaning back and supporting herself with her arms, as her belly and breasts jutted upward, moving up and down with each breath. She steadied herself upright and reached back to unhook her bra. Meanwhile, the milkman removed his hat and bowtie and started unbuttoning his shirt. The housewife tossed her bra aside, revealing her soft, pale breasts. They had engorged with milk as her pregnancy progressed, but they still maintained their teardrop shape, with her nipples positioned high and pointing upward. Of course now they were thicker and darker, and at the current moment, harder. She leaned back and started pulling her panties down. As the waistband passed over the apex of her round belly, it brushed against her protruding navel, which then sprung out from the waistband, jutting out like a third nipple. She continued to pull down to her hips, and the soft, pillowy layer of flesh that had formed over the firm core of her womb spilled outward over the waistband. Despite the size of the surface area of her skin, it was perfectly smooth, with no stretchmarks in sight. While her husband hadn't touched her in months, she had been paying extra attention to her belly, rubbing it tenderly with lotions and oils while he wasn't home, and afterward, would move her hand further down to attend to her other needs.
As the milkman removed his shirt, the housewife leaned forward and started unbuckling his belt. Meanwhile, he shuffled his feet to slide his shoes off without touching them. The housewife was already barefoot, finding it more comfortable for her swollen feet when waddling around the house in her fecund state. After unbuckling his belt, she unbuttoned and unzipped his white uniform pants to reveal his boxer shorts underneath: white background with a red heart pattern. She pulled down in pants and boxers in one go, revealing his turgid but not yet fully erect cock. She lifted it gently and took him into her mouth.
"Ah, fuck!" he cried out as his cock quickly grew firmer and longer, filling her hot, wet mouth. She pursed her lips and bobbed her head back and forth, running her tongue from side to side along his veiny shaft. He clutched the back of her head and ran his fingers through her long, slightly curled blonde hair.
"Babe... you're going to have to slow down." he begged. Her lips withdrew from his shaft, making a slight smacking sound. She smirked and chuckled, causing her belly to jiggle slightly.
"Sorry babe," she replied as she leaned back and laid down on the bed. She ran her hand over her belly as if to calm the life inside, and as her hand made her way over her pregnant mound her fingers dipped through her blonde pubic hair and made their way down to her moistening cunt.
The milkman hopped on the bed to join her, kissing her deeply on the mouth, then moving down her neck with his lips.
"Not too hard. I don't want you to leave any marks. It was hard enough to explain last time, I don't think I can do it again."
He continued, softer this time, while his hand touched her firm, yet soft on the surface belly. As he moved downward with his hand he brushed past her bush to massage her thick lips. She shivered with arousal and began to spread her legs. She moved her own hand up to his chest and ran her fingers over his firm pecs. While the housewife had indulged her every culinary craving during her pregnancy, partly from hunger, though partly because she had nothing better to do, as her carnal desires remained unfulfilled by her ungrateful husband; the milkman had stayed in shape, walking frequently and working out regularly. Plus he didn't have a wife at home to cook him meals, so that was one temptation he didn't have to worry about.
He moved his fingers upward toward the glistening nub of her clit. When he reached her button and started stroking it gently yet firmly, it was as if a jolt of electricity was traveling through her. She shuddered and moaned, and with her hand on his chest, started pulling him towards her by his chest hair.
"Aaaahhh! Yes!!!" she exclaimed as he massaged her most vulnerable spot. He moved his mouth down to her chest, licking her breast from the bottom up, past the slightly bumpy areola, to the firm thick nipple. He brushed over it with his tongue, flicking it upward before closing his mouth around it and sucking.
"Babe, not so hard, I said no marks remember?" she pleaded, exasperated. He let up, but only slightly, until a slow trickle of milk came out.
"Ooooh," she moaned as he finished licking the milk from one nipple and immediately began sucking the other.
"I'm making such a mess... aaah! aahh!" she cried out as his fingers continued to message her cunt while her second nipple released it's milk into his waiting mouth.
He lifted his head up from her breasts and looked her in the eyes. She smiled and nodded and he returned a nod, knowing exactly what to do. He moved himself to the center of the bed as she spread her legs. He lifted up her ankles and then plunged his hardened cock into her dripping cunt.
"OOOOHH, YES! YEEEESS!" she screamed as he pounded away, causing her whole body to shake, from her thick, quivering thighs, to her wide ass, to her round, jiggling belly and breasts. His pelvis clapped against her thighs and his flat stomach rubbed against her round one. Her insides were velvety soft and surprisingly tight, considering that she had birthed two children already. He continued to thrust in and out as he could feel her walls closing in around his shaft.
"Oh shit." she whispered nervously.
"What?" he asked.
"The kids will be home from school any minute, we'll have to finish soon."
He slowly pulled out, taking his slick cock and slapping it against her soft belly, which now glistened with a slight sheen of sweat. He started to drag his rod across her bump, brushing against the nub of her navel and then slowly sliding back and forth against the surface of her belly.
"No, you'll make a mess." she said as she gently patted his cock with her hand, signalling him to stop.
"Here..." she said as she turned onto her side, and then got on her hands and knees. From this position, her belly was just big enough that it dragged against surface of the bed, pressing in just deeply enough that her navel was buried beneath the sheets. Her breasts hung down but still maintained a rounded shape as they swayed slightly as she adjusted into a more comfortable position.
"I want you to come inside me, and don't let up. I want you to give it all you've got." she urged as she spread her legs once she had finished balancing herself.
He grabbed onto her hips and then plunged his cock into her waiting cunt.
"OH FUCK YES!" she cried out as her body started to shake. His pelvis slammed into pillowy thighs and ass, which caused her belly to shift and her breasts to sway back and forth against her belly.
"AAAARGH" he grunted, leaning forward and continuing to thrust his rod into her slick, quivering sex, he moved his hands from her hips to the underside of her belly. He sunk his fingers into her soft flesh and pulled her towards him, plunging himself deeper into her. He could feel kicks coming from within as he rubbed his hands over her bump.
"Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!" she whimpered as her cunt tightened around his shaft. He pulled out of her sex nearly all the way until only his head remained inside before thrusting back in at full speed.
"OOOOOOOOOOOH!" she cried out as she orgasmed.
"Uuuugghh!" the milkman groaned as he thrust once more, feeling the housewife spasming around him as he plunged deeper into her womb, shooting his load deep inside of her.
She dropped her face onto the bed, exhausted, but deeply satisfied. The milkman stayed inside of her as the remaining cum slowly drained out into her. As his member softened, he withdrew from her, holding his hand out to catch any drips that might otherwise land on the bed. He walked into the bathroom to piss and wash up and he returned to find the housewife exactly as he left her, face down and quivering all over. She then rolled onto her side and clutched her belly.
"This baby is kicking up a storm. Can you hand me my clothes?" she asked. He tossed her the clothes and started putting his own back on.
"God, you're amazing!" she whispered as she pulled the dress back over her head. She sat down and clutched her belly again, still enduring the storm of kicks within her as she exhaled sharply.
"When will you come back?"
"You know I've got a busy schedule, but I should be able to work you in at least one more time before the due date." he replied, adjusting his bowtie.
She said as she picked up his hat from the nightstand and he extended his arm, expecting her to hand it to him, but instead she offered her empty hand, which he grabbed and pulled her up from the bed. She hugged him, pressing her still moving belly against him. She kissed him on the cheek and ran her fingers through his red hair before placing the cap back on his head.
"I'll miss you. Promise me you'll come back?"
"Of course. I'd never abandon a loyal customer." he winked and tipped his cap before climbing out the window and sneaking across the neighbors' back yards to his truck parked on a nearby street. The housewife look out the window longingly while rubbing her hand over her now still belly.
Meanwhile, down the street, two red headed children were stepping out of the school bus, eager to walk home to their mother as she poured out a glass of milk.
