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Preggo Sex story Part 1

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Mmmm… the bathtub called to me, inviting me to sink into
the warm water and give my aching back a break. “One day, when I
am rich and famous, I will design my own bathtub,” I muttered,
wishing the tub to be twice as large as it actually was. Oh, to
have the warm water completely cover me! To be able to get my
legs and body in the water all at one time! To float, with no
weight at all.
Well, Daryll couldn’t understand why I wanted to spend all
my time in the tub. Being eight months pregnant, the tub was one
of the few places I felt comfortable. Besides, being naked felt
wonderful. My clothing always felt tight, and everything rubbed
against my hypersensitive nipples. The constant abrasiveness of
my clothing drove me crazy. Maybe I should walk around the house
topless.
Laughing at the crazy thought, I picked up the soap, working
up a good lather in my hands. Oh, how slick my hands felt,
running across my swollen breasts, down the hard lump in my
belly. As miserable as I felt, I also felt incredibly wonderful.
What a paradox! Every nerve in my body seemed alive, and I was
hornier than I’d ever been. My soapy hands reached the burning
spot between my legs, and I sighed, rubbing my clit gently,
stroking my desire.
The whole idea of being pregnant was exciting to me. Daryll
liked to stroke my stomach, feeling the baby kick against his
hand. He felt it erotic, our baby, growing inside me. When we
made love, he fancied that made him closer to the baby, his sperm
spreading into my womb where the baby was. I loved it when he
stiffened against me, pouring his seed deep into my belly. It
was yet another way he told me he loved me, and I welcomed him.
I felt it erotic, the baby growing inside me. That our love
had led to this little life, this little person who was part of
me and part of him, made me want to couple with Daryll again and
again. I rubbed my clit harder, feeling the build up, knowing I
would climax soon. But I didn’t want this empty climax. I
wanted to feel Daryll inside me.
Rinsing off quickly, I let the water out, and managed to
work my way out of the tub. Ordinarily, I would have put on
something slinky and danced my way into his pants, but I wasn’t
exactly made for slinky right now. I laughed, resting my hand on
my belly. None of my lingerie would fit over this bump. My
maternity clothes were NOT sexy.
I came upon an idea while drying my hair. Soon I was ready,
feeling very glamorous and beautiful. And Horny! “Hey big boy!”
I said, leaning in the doorway to the den. “Wanna get lucky?”
“Hello, Honey!” he said, jumping up. Excitement glittered
in his eyes. Well, it wasn’t every day his very pregnant wife
adopted a sexy pose in his doorway, completely nude. I reached a
hand up to cup my breast, feeling very wanton and very sexy. The
growing bulge in his pants made it obvious that my chosen outfit
had the effect I wanted.