Pregnant Sex and Pickles
I awoke with a headache and thought for a few blurry moments that the pounding on my front door was actually my head.
No, I had not been drinking. I had stayed awake til the wee hours of the morning kept wakeful by the banging and bumping of a new neighbor who presumably felt that 3 am was the time not only to move in but to rearrange the furniture. I suppose I should be grateful that I did not live below them.
I stumbled to the door once it became clear that my head was pounding but there was also an external noise coming from the vicinity of my front door. Ugh who would wake me at the ungodly hour of 9 a.m?
I lurched out of bed and propelled myself to the door leaning against the jam and bracing myself for the effort of opening it.
“Good morning!” This came from a spritely little voice sounding almost like a little girl. “I need to borrow a pickle”.
Ok so when caught off balance I may not be the quickest on my feet. A pickle? I had a little girl at the door wanting to borrow a pickle? Ugh…and if she gave it back? That thought caused me to shiver and yank the door open wide to see what was out there.
When I pushed the door open I needed to move no further because in came the owner of that too perky voice and I had to reassess things.
First of all came that rather large belly on her. It proceeded her like a flagship and then it was followed by a cute girl around 19 years old. Perky and really quite a fine little piece if she were not so much in the family way. I guessed her to be about 6 months along. Like many women she glowed too. Motherhood was going to agree with her.
However all that was a thought for another time and place right now I needed her out of my house so I could get my ass back to bed and catch up on some much needed sleep!
“What do you need to “borrow” a pickle for?”
Well kind of a stupid question because she was obviously very pregnant and we all know pregnant women and their strange cravings. I would rather face down a rabid dog than stand between a pregnant woman and chocolate ice cream with tomato sauce.
This cute little thing was already into my house and at my fridge she had pulled a huge jar of kosher pickles out and was fishing inside with a fork for the biggest one.
“Oh the baby likes pickles” she said her blue eyes looking into mine and twinkling.
I could not resist her. Not only was she curvy in a delicious way but just too cute for words.
“Oh by the way. I am sorry about the noise last night I was moving in and the baby could not sleep. I promise we will be much quieter in the future.”
She was wandering aimlessly around my living room every so often rubbing her large boobs which even I had not failed to notice and running her hands over the the big mound of her belly possessively.
“The baby gets such strange cravings and I simply cant stop myself. When he can’t sleep I can’t sleep. When he is hungry I must find food he likes. He really is quite demanding ya know.”
I found this disconcerting in an odd way in the same fashion I found this little elfin 
creature attractive though lord knows I would never touch a girl so pregnant they might break.
“Ok so I’m still hungry the pickle isn’t doing it for me”.
I motioned helplessly to my fridge saying.
“My house is yours, help yourself to anything you need.” I mean even a tomcat has to be a gentleman to a pregnant girl.
She turned and rummaged in the fridge for a minute bent over and her nice firm ass making a very attractive focal point for me.
Sleep had long since fled me and now hormones were talking to me. No matter how much I told myself this little mom was off limits she sure looked tasty.
She finally straightened and turned to me.
“I need cum.” she said and took the last bite of the pickle chewing vigorously and then saying “high protein you know”.
She had finished the pickle entirely and crossed the room to me kneeling in a quick and fluid motion her belly would seem to prohibit and yet did not.
She brushed the robe I had put on for modesty’s sake aside impatiently and 
grabbed hold of my semi erect cock. No I wasn’t fully hard because my cock could not convince me this would be ok.
She tsked to herself and fondled my cock in her small hands and giggled a little while I watched unable to think of a thing to say to stop this determined little thing.
“This simply won’t do and I guess you are the only neighbor home” she said blowing gently against my cock and then licking it, while her little soft hands carressed my rapidly hardening member.
Ok, so cocks have no morals and mine was responding to this hot little tart like it or not. I kept wondering how that little pussy would feel while her hands worked magic on me. Looks like this babe had not gotten pregnant her first go round she sure had some skills. I loved the feel of her tiny kisses up and down my cock. I was a bit worried because she really was a petite little thing I did not think her mouth could even open up wide enough to begin to take it inside. Man, but would that pussy ever be tight I kept thinking. Oh but it did. Oh yes it did. There is magic in a good blowjob from a skilled and willing female. True magic. Nothing feels like their tongue against your exquisitely sensitive cockhead. The more skilled girls and I admit this girl was, also know to run their tongue along the underside of a man’s dick teasing that big vein. Alternating a strong touch with a lighter one. She kept me guessing from moment to moment this sweet pregnant tart. I who had been lucky enough to have 100s of blowjobs was finding this girl could teach me a thing or two about timing.
She pulled away from my cock for a moment to catch her breath and mumbled cum…
Well I see she had not forgotten what she was after and I determined to give her my best but first…I wanted a taste of that pussy. I wanted to bury myself inside it and find out if these pregnant girls were half as good as it is rumored.I gently pulled her up and whispered in her ear. “Doggy style.”
She complied that big belly pointed downward her tight little ass facing me and that juicy pussy begging me to plumb it.
I came up behind and tried to ease inside. Careful of her condition but eager to really feel just how tight and hot this girl was.
I say tried because she was bucking back against me. I was trying hard to ease her tight cunt open but instead she was shoving her ass at me and pushing me inside unceremoniously. Tight hot wet and like tiny hot fingers massaging me. Those words barely describe how wonderful that pussy was or how much I wanted that to last. I gently rocked forward trying to contol the pace and go easy while she pushed back roughly determined to drain me. It was a battle of wills a delicious contest I was destined to lose gladly. I knew just another second and my cum would flood her and that could not happen no. I knew what she wanted so one last thrust and I left the eager velvet confines of her pussy with a squish. Man that honey was wet. I turned her over rather more roughly than I intended but my cock was driving my haste I could not hold out longer.
She turned that elfin face up to me and opened her mouth while I rubbed my hand one time across my cock. Yes I came it was in a rush and cum was filling her mouth and splashing over her face. She was drinking greedily but I am afraid the quantity was too much. Cum dribbled down her chin and over her big breasts.
I leaned back against the wall breathing heavily while this cutie cleaned herself with her fingers. Licking cum that had dribbled off her belly like it was the sweetest candy ever.
She arose and without even glancing at me went to the door.
“Thanks for breakfast she called out over her shoulder”.
Ok I am a tomcat and I want no ties but is there something about me that makes women use me and then leave me like yesterday’s garbage?
Sleep claimed me again while I pondered that question.