Prenatal Escapades

[Sidney_1]

Kristen nodded. She was relieved that nothing was freakish about her milk. Fortunately, she had only felt mild disgust at certain odors.

Kristen squeezed her legs together and shrugged her shoulders.

“Well, I’m glad I’m doing well. We will wait and see,” Kristen echoed, knowing that she would have to get used to being adaptable with what was unknown.

 

[saedo]

Simon reached for a wall-mounted phone and thumbed the intercom button. "Debra, what is that evening event I mentioned?"

After a pause, the nurse's voice responded on the speaker. "Two weeks from this Friday, Dr. Idris. 8 PM."

Simon turned back to Kristen."I have need of your company on that date. As part of our arrangement, I trust you can make yourself available."

His eyes roamed across her body and he pursed his lips in thought. "It will be a somewhat formal affair, so you'll need proper evening attire," he mused. "But I'm guessing your wardrobe may not have kept pace with with your burgeoning curves."

Simon thumbed the intercom again. "Debra, it's time Ms. Reynolds saw Mrs. Mrs. Kapoor. Make her an appointment next week please."

"Yes, Dr. Idris."

"Mrs. Kapoor is quite skilled in sartorial matters," he explained. "She has worked with several of my patients, so you should have complete confidence."

"I should see to Ms. Munson." He stepped to the door and put a hand on the knob. "You can dress and leave when you are ready. Debra will have the information at the front desk that you will need for the appointment next week. Call if you have any questions." Simon exited, shutting the door behind him.

 

[Sidney_1]

Dr. Idris left the exam room before Kristen could ask about the occasion for the formal attire. Perhaps it was best just to be surprised. To wait and see.

Kristen removed the lacy robe, dressed, and checked out at the front desk. The jeans felt super-sensitive against her waxed, swollen labia. Yikes, she was going to need another waxing before this event.

Kristen took Mrs. Kapoor’s contact information from Debra. Debra had just smiled and wished her well, but Kristen hadn’t probed for more details. Debra was close in age to Kristen. Somehow, this made the whole experience a bit more embarrassing, although the nurse was clearly supportive and kind.

Kristen held her bag tightly to her body and clenched her pelvic muscles. Despite this, by the time she reached her car, she could feel Simon’s warm cum oozing out of her.

 

[saedo]

If Dr. Idris' patients ever had cause to question why he recommended Kapoor Fashions to them, one of the look at the proprietress would likely dispel them. The shimmery fabric of her blouse fit her perfectly - a somewhat impressive feat of tailoring given that her bosom preceded her by several inches. The swell of her hips was likewise somewhat on the zaftig end of the spectrum, but her skirt nonetheless lay against her curves in a manner most pleasing to the eye. Clearly nothing mass-manufactured would readily fit her atypical figure, so her only a bespoke outfit could flatter her so well.

"Ms. Reynolds, I presume?" she inquired moments after Kristen entered. Her accent had a slight British lilt, but her dark hair and skin bespoke her East Indian heritage. "I'm Mrs. Kapoor. So pleased to meet you."

Her brown eyes warmly swept over the curvaceous blonde's form, already calculating likely measurements. "My, you have a lovely figure. Since Debra made the appointment, I trust it's not forward of me to inquire how far along you are?"

Mrs. Kapoor stepped closer as she spoke. "Debra indicated that you presently needed an evening gown, but we craft outfits for all occasions: casual wear, professional attire, you name it. We also do undergarments: bras, panties, slips, even sexy lingerie. Just something to consider." She produced a cloth tape measure and held it forth. "Let's start by getting your measurements."

 

[Sidney_1]

Kristen smiled at the warm proprietor. She had never had anything tailor-made to fit her, and judging by the stylishness of the owner, Kristen knew she was in capable hands. Mrs. Kapoor’s outfit enhanced the exotic beauty and warmth of her skin and hair. She exuded a mix of maternity, sensuality, and quiet confidence.

“Yes, I was told that I needed an evening gown, although I’m not aware of the occasion. Do you happen to know the occasion? I’m only three weeks into my pregnancy. But, Dr. Idris assumed that my pre-maternity formal wear might not suit me anymore.”

Kristen had worn a gray sweater dress with thigh high tights and brown boots. She sat on the purple velvet chair as she removed her boots for Mrs. Kapoor to measure her height accurately. Oh, how it would be a luxury to have tailor-made clothing!

“That’s great to know that you can create outfits for all occasions. Maternity clothes can be unattractive. Debra gave me the name of someone for custom brassieres, but I only bought a few. I will definitely keep you in mind as I progress through my pregnancy.”

Kristen hoped her budget would allow for a few splurges. Especially, post-partum. She was way too young to look dowdy, although her own style tendency was to be fashionable but to blend into a crowd.

 

[saedo]

Mrs. Kapoor shrugged. "If it is an invitation from Dr. Idris, it could be most anything. Oh, the stories I have heard. . . ." The tailor drifted off into a pleasant chuckle.

"The more important question is how you prefer for your evening wear to drape," she continued. Her practiced hand rested atop Kristen's abdomen for a moment. "You carry it well, but you're definitely getting close to showing.

Kapoor continued chatting as she draped the tape across Kristen's body and noted the measurements. "Some of my clients like to draw attention away from their abdomen. Maybe they don't want others to know they're pregnant or maybe they want to avoid awkward questions like ' Are you pregnant or did you just eat a heavy meal?' There are lots of things I can do to disguise a baby bump. But some clients practically want a flashing sign that announces 'I'm pregnant', so I can accommodate that, too."

 

[Sidney_1]

Kristen felt a small wave of jealousy at the allusion to other women in her position with Dr. Idris. She knew she had no right to fantasize about a monogamous relationship with him. In fact, she had paid him for the physical and emotional detachment. He was clearly a complicated and highly sexual man.

Kristen gazed down at Mrs. Kapoor’s hands on her abdomen. She wore a single gold band. She was committed to someone and someone was committed to her. She had waited and trusted and taken the traditional route to raising children.

Kristen felt a swirl of emotions rise to the surface and she fought back tears. She had been so emotional lately!

“Sorry, I get emotional sometimes. I’m definitely not ready for any awkward conversations or questions. I’m a private person, generally. I think I would like to draw attention away from my abdomen until I become more comfortable with my body and identity. But I can tell that you have a wonderful sense of style, and I’m open to your suggestions for me. Hopefully, there won’t be too many public appearances once my pregnancy progresses.”

 

[saedo]

Mrs. Kapoor clucked her tongue softly. "I assure you that you are stunningly beautiful, Ms. Reynolds. All pregnant women have such a wondrous glow to them. Plus, you have an excellent figure for your stage; you clearly are keeping active."

"But I also wholly understand the desire to control one's appearance. Sometimes you want others to notice your curves. Sometimes you do not." Mrs. Kapoor glanced knowingly at her own prominent bosom. "It is a challenge with which I am personally familiar." Her right eye winked at Kristen as she smiled.

"Now, with that idea in mind, let's try some things on. I find it helps to establish your preferences for style choices - length, decolletage, shoulders, and such - if you try on a variety. Then we can discuss fabric and color options."

Mrs. Kapoor escorted Kristen to a corner of the shop and opened a door. A short entranceway did an L-shaped turn into small dressing room. A wooden chair and a padded bench occupied an open area for changing. In the opposite corner, three floor length mirrors stood for full viewing angles.

Mrs. Kapoor gestured to a row of hooks and padded clothes hangers just inside the door. "Go ahead and take off your outfit while I go fetch a couple dresses for you to try on. Now if you need my assistance putting anything on, I'm glad to help. But if you prefer privacy, I'll just poke my arm in the door and hang up the dresses here. Okay? Good. Be right back." She exited the room, closing it firmly behind her.

~~~~~~~
The door opened a short time later. Kristen was still tugging her sweater dress over her head, so it was a few moments later before she saw that she was no longer alone.

"Shh," Dr. Idris cautioned with a finger to his lips. He nodded towards the dressing room door. "She doesn't know I'm here. Best keep it that way."

His eyes swept over Kristen’s torso appreciatively. Her full breasts still dominated her upper half, but the blonde's taut belly now had a pronounced curve. The ridges of her obliques were still faintly visible - a testament to her fitness. Likewise, the tights on her legs emphasized that the leanness of her thighs.

Simon wagged his index finger at her legs. "Don't mind me; keep undressing."

 

[Sidney_1]

Kristen startled for a moment and held an instinctive arm to cover her bare breasts. How had Dr. Idris slipped in here so quietly? That man was full of surprises.

As she acclimated herself to the reality of her situation, she released her arms from her chest. Kristen could sense his eyes focusing and studying her form.

She peeled off her black tights and removed her underwear. Kristen had no idea what Simon had up his sleeve, but she didn’t want to ruin the only pair she had with her.

Once fully nude, Kristen didn’t know what to do with herself as she stood before Simon. She tried not to think about her previous encounters with him, not wanting to rouse any lust, although she found it challenging.

Mrs. Kapoor would return any minute. They had to remain quiet.

 

[saedo]

Simon coiled into the chair and spread his legs. He leaned back and smiled confidently up at her. "Please, continue," he whispered.

He ogled her openly as she removed all her clothing. Kristen's pregnancy was approaching the midpoint, so her body had really begun to change. Her impressive breasts now overlooked a distinctly convex abdomen. While still overshadowed by her glorious orbs, the swell of her belly enticed him with its firm smoothness.

"Tsk, tsk," he chided softly. "Getting naked to try on dresses? How naughty of you, Ms. Reynolds." He winked at her mischievously. "Perhaps I should get undressed as well, hmm?"

Before she could answer, there was a sharp rap at the door. "Just me, Ms. Reynolds," called out Mrs. Kapoor. She opened the door just wide enough to admit her the pair of padded hangers. "Don't worry, I can't see anything; just dropping off some dresses for you to try." The proprietress hung the garments on the hooks near the door and withdrew.

"Those will both be a bit loose on you, but should give you some ideas of how we can downplay your pregnancy. Now I'll leave you to try those on for a few minutes and then I'll check back in." Mrs. Kapoor then added, "That is, unless you require some assistance now?"

Simon pointed at Kristen, then shook his head and silently mouthed, "No." He definitely wanted to keep the shopowner on the other side of that door.

 

[Sidney_1]

Kristen’s body froze at the sound of Mrs. Kapoor’s voice.

“No, thank you, I should be able to dress myself. Just check back in a few minutes and I’ll try to decide which is my favorite. They all look lovely.”

Kristen gazed into Simon’s eyes with a guilty smile.

“She knows you are a naughty one,” Kristen whispered. “And no, I’m not nude, I’m keeping my underwear on until I make a final decision. I do think you should make yourself comfortable, Dr. Idris, and undress for me. I like seeing you as much as you like seeing me,” Kristen confessed, smiling.

As Simon undressed, Kristen chose her favorite of the three. It was an ivory gown with a wide purple velvet band at the base of the bosom. There was gold beading, too. The gown tied at her neck with a full enclosure of her chest except for an almond-shaped slit at her cleavage. The dress also had slits for her legs to aid movement. Discreet, but sexy. From her chest downwards, the dress had a loose drape.

“I like this one. What do you think?” Kristen asked.

 

[saedo]

Simon smiled at Kristen's eager request to see him naked. He rose from the chair and removed his suit coat and shirt. Unfortunately, the only place to hang them were the hooks by the door and the store owner would likely be suspicious if a man's suit appeared there. Simon settled for folding his clothes in a corner of the room out of sight of the door.

"You misunderstand me, my dear," Simon continued in a low voice as he removed his pants. "You may not be nude yet, but you will be." He winked at her confidently as he shed his remaining clothes.

Simon sat back down on the chair. The room was just big enough that he could sit entirely around the L-shaped corner without being seen from the door. That left Kristen directly opposite the door, so she would be exposed if anyone poked their head in. Perfect.

Simon watched as Kristen donned one of the dresses. It was a bit loose on her, but otherwise fit reasonably well. She pirouetted in front of the threeway mirror then inquired “I like this one. What do you think?”

Simon tilted his head. "It's alright from this angle, I suppose. But I want to see what the cleavage looks like from above." He extended his arm and pointed to a place directly in front of his chair - not coincidentally a short distance from where his very large and very naked penis dangled. "Kneel down here for me, please."

 

[Sidney_1]

Kristen licked her lips and smiled nervously. She had a full bust now, and her cleavage was obvious in this dress, but the slit only hinted at the fullness of her breasts which were fully hidden.

She could feel her lust surge at the sight of Simon. . .his utter control and measured movements, the way he pushed at her boundaries of comfort, his complete comfort with his own nudity.

Kristen gathered the ivory dress in her hands and walked towards Simon in her bare feet. Within 6 inches of him, she kneeled down and placed her hands on his thighs, gently caressing them. Fuck, she wanted him. Her libido had barely eased since the pregnancy.

Kristen glanced at Simon’s penis and then down at the peephole of her cleavage.

“How is the view? I certainly like my view of you,” Kristen said, smiling.

She held still while Simon gave his assessment.

 

[saedo]

Simon looked down at Kristen as she knelt between his splayed thighs. His eyes looked for her bountiful bosom, but found it all but obscured. He frowned. "This dress hides too much."

"Why not something like our first evening together? You showed off far more cleavage that night when you had considerably less than you do now.

" And why do you disguise your lovely belly?" He inquired. "Your shape is so beautiful. Why hide it?" He shook his head. "You should try on something else."

He raised his hand as she started to rise. "But before you get up, there is something you can do for me." He gestured to his recumbent cock. "Despite the inadequacy of the dress, my desire for you is strong."

 

[Sidney_1]

“I’m just not used to wearing such revealing clothing in public. I’m not sure if it is tasteful to flaunt my figure. But, if you find my pregnant, growing shape beautiful. . . then, I will. This is all new to me.”

Kristen began to get up and remove the dress. Simon wanted her to be revealed as a vibrant, pregnant, beautiful woman. She was going to need to get out of her comfort zone of loose clothes to disguise her growing belly.

Kristen began to stand up to remove the dress when Simon stopped her. She could feel her own sex beginning to get aroused at his words and the proximity to his nude body. She would have loved to spend hours with him.

“Well, let me give you a nicer view and remove this dress at least. I want to feel you against my skin and watch us in the mirrors before Mrs. Lampoor returns,” Kristen whispered.

With a swift movement and a shake of her hair, Kristen removed the dress, placing it on the hook, and then returned to her kneeling position in front of Simon. She reached for a tissue from her purse and blotted her lipstick and gloss, removing the pink stain on her lips.

Kristen caressed Simon’s muscular legs and she gazed into his turquoise eyes which were now focused on her orbs and face. Kristen lifted Simon’s shaft and used it to caress her firm breasts and nipples. Lightly enough to be arousing, but not firm enough where she’d be so stimulated as to leak milk.

She watched to see if just the light touch of her hand and the circling of his shaft around her soft, but firm breasts were enough to stimulate Simon to an erection.

“I have a strong desire for you, too. You have no idea. . .” Kristen said, as she carefully brushed his soft, wide tip over her nipple. It was a pleasant teasing sensation, and she had to be careful not to induce too much of her own pleasure. She could feel her own juicy desire forming between her inner vaginal lips.

Kristen wanted to watch and wait until Simon grew as large as possible, until he was bobbing against and between her breasts, demanding attention, before she attempted to assuage his desire with oral pleasuring.

 

[saedo]

Simon grinned as Kristen rubbed her nipples against his cock. She deliberately brought one up against the tip, sliding it around the dark hole at the center of the shaft. "Tease," he declared.

The sultry blonde gave him just a wink as she continued. He grunted softly as Kristen began to massage his cock between her breasts. He'd been holding back his arousal initially. The sight of her naked body had his lust on the rise, but he forced himself to remain relaxed until she initiated physical contact.

As it was, it still required a noticeable interval for his erection to solidify. Kristen kneaded his shaft for nearly a minute as it transformed from dangling flaccidity to towering rigidity.

Simon wasted no time in moving things along. Once the swollen helm bobbed out of Kristen's cleavage, he reached behind her head with his right hand. "Open wide," he cautioned as his grip in her hair guided her mouth down to his cock.

Alas, her efforts would prove short-lived. Just after negotiating his oversized glans into her dainty mouth, a knock sounded at the door. "Me again, dear," called out Mrs. Kapoor. "I brought you a couple styles that show off more leg. You seem to have such a lovely pair that I thought you might like to draw attention there." As before, the voluptuous shopkeeper remained behind the door as she hung up additional dresses.

"Are you seeing anything you like in the dresses you've tried on?" Mrs. Kapoor continued. "Anything you don't care for?"

Simon repressed the urge to growl. With Kristen's mouth newly on his cock, the last thing he wanted was to stop. But if Kristen didn't respond, the inquisitive proprietress might poke her head inside and discover just what was going on. Reluctantly, he let Kristen retreat from her oral embrace of his heady erection.

 

[Sidney_1]

Kristen gave Simon’s tip one last teasing swirl of her tongue before replying to Mrs. Kapoor. She held Simon’s rod between her breasts as she glanced at the dresses.

“I like everything, but I think my companion would prefer a more overtly sexy dress. I’m just not used to showing off my figure. Dr. Idris believes a pregnant body can be beautiful in it’s own way. I am comfortable with my legs, so I’ll focus on the dresses that accentuate that area and drape nicely across my belly as you suggested. I’ll need quite a few minutes, though, to try these new options on. I’ll step out when I think I have it narrowed down to my favorite to get your expert opinion.”

Kristen stared at Simon and smiled mischievously as she caressed the soft skin of his penis as he bobbed against her chest. Ah, the soft skin. . . she loved the feel of him between her breasts. Kristen licked her lips in preparation to take him inside of her mouth once again.

“Very well, I’ll just check with you periodically. Please press the button inside if you need any additional assistance, Ms. Reynolds. I think Dr. Idris will find any of these choices appealing and appropriate.”

*****

Once they heard Mrs. Kapoor leave the room, Kristen proceeded to grip Simon firmly and inserted the top third of him into her mouth.

As she bobbed up and down, she took her time swirling her tongue around him. Occasionally, she’d make eye contact with him as she teased just his head with her tongue before withdrawing for air.

When she sensed a tension point, Kristen took him deeply into her mouth just before she felt a gag. She held his cock at it’s base. . .and relaxed her jaw and soon both she and Simon found a mutual pace and rhythm.

She kept one hand on his thigh to gauge his tension. Fuck, this was hot.

Kristen was reminded of her first compatibility interview with him. He had seemed to enjoy her touch and she had always been curious to know if he enjoyed oral attention as much as Kristen enjoyed giving it. Fortunately, Dr. Idris had deemed her sexually compatible, and they certainly were.

Whether it was the precon or Simon, all Kristen knew was that she was very drawn to Simon. . .and to being sexual with him at all costs. Normally, she would never be doing something so risqué in a public place!

 

[saedo]

Simon resisted the urge to chuckle as Kristen responded to the store owner. The saucy blonde would pause between sentences to lick the swollen helm. Then she'd continue her conversation as if nothing had happened.

By th the time she resumed her sucking in earnest, precum was forming thick droplets at the tip. Kristen's tongue swirled them up before she stuffed her mouth with his cock once more.

"My, you do give great head, Ms. Reynolds," he murmured. "Have you been practicing?"

Kristen offered no response, but then her cheeks ballooned like a chipmunks around the fat glans. Conversation certainly wasn't possible. Still, he thought he noted a glint of pride in her eyes at his words.

When he neared the point of no return, Simon reluctantly pushed Kristen back. Her mouth slipped off his turgid cock at his urging. "Sorry," he whispered, "but I was getting close and I didn't want to risk blowing my load all over the dressing room." He glanced around at the half dozen dresses potentially in the "splash zone". In the somewhat likely event that Kristen couldn't handle his volume, he'd be on the hook for a sizable cleaning bill.

"Put that one on," he suggested, pointing to a dark red dress. Judging from what Mrs. Kapoor had mentioned, this dress apparently drew attention from Kristen's belly by showing a rather scandalous amount of leg. Simon doubted Kristen would ever wear such a hemline so high in public, but it would serve his purposes.

"Yes, put that on, but leave the panties off," he continued. "I want you to come ride me."

 

[Sidney_1]

Kristen smiled at the idea of Simon blowing his load all over the dresses. Privately, she shared the same concern that they would need to pay for all the dresses if they were doused.

Kristen’s eyes widened at the idea of riding Simon. She hadn’t done that since their first mating date, and she was desperately craving it. She unzipped the red dress, so similar to the one on their first outing. . . except now her breasts were even fuller. The dress had a built-in push up bra, so her cleavage was nearly obscene. In addition, the dress had slits that were cut nearly to her hip. Kristen leaned forward and arranged her breasts evenly into the bra cups. Once this was accomplished, she turned around, and Simon zipped her up.

Kristen took about two steps back from Simon so that he could see her fully in the dress and she could also see herself in the mirrors. So much for discreet! No doubt about it – between her ripe breasts and long, toned legs – pregnant or not- she looked overtly sexy in the dress.

“Well, how do you like the view, Dr. Idris?” Kristen asked, teasingly, as her hands caressed the contours of her body. “I hope this dress is for a private occasion as I think it is hard not to stare. . . at my assets. Perhaps, you’ll allow me to wear a wrap with it, so we don’t attract attention,” Kristen winked.

Kristen licked her lips and waited for a sign of approval from Simon. She wanted to be fucked, preferably naked, but she had learned to take what she could get.

She would have loved to lie on a soft rug, surrounded by mirrors, and watch Simon enter her in a variety of positions. Perhaps one day at a hotel. . .or, perhaps he had a special room at his office.

 

[saedo]

“I hope this dress is for a private occasion," Kristen ventured. " "I think it is hard not to stare. . . at my 'assets'. Perhaps, you’ll allow me to wear a wrap with it, so we don’t attract attention,”

Simon chuckled at the idea. Mrs. Kapoor obviously liked to cater to wildly disparate tastes. The skirt of the latest dress left a vast amount of skin exposed. The previous dress seemed positively prudish by comparison..

"I must admit, I like the view," he mused, tilting his head forward. The hemline wasn't cut quite high enough for him to see all the way up to the V of her thighs, but the shadowy valley was only just covered. His cock bobbed in time with his quickened heartbeat at the notion.

"But much as I like it, the event we'll be attending would likely make this outfit inappropriate," he continued. "Perhaps if you were some teen starlet whose public reputation was built on being seen scandalously revealing outfits. But you have far more to commend you than a nubile body and a lack of shame. We'll gave Mrs. Kapoor provide something more risqué and less slutty."

Simon held up a hand. "But that is for public consumption. This outfit will serve our purposes today quite nicely." He beckoned her closer. "Yes, very nicely," he repeated, sliding a hand up from her knee till he encountered her warm, slick mound between her thighs.

"Turn around, " he directed. His hands grasped her waist from behind, his fingers squeezing tightly against her hips. "I'll help support you. Now sit back down onto my cock, nice and easy."

 

[Sidney_1]

Kristen gathered the long dress and held it up so she could line up her entrance with Simon’s erection. Once lined up, Kristen dropped her hand to Simon’s thick cock and eased herself slowly onto him. The angle was awkward and Kristen felt uncertain if she’d be able to ride him.

With gentle encouragement and a shift of his hips, Simon gradually penetrated her more deeply. She felt full and satisfied; his huge girth inside of her, pushing the limits of what she thought she could handle.

Kristen moaned softly at the pleasurable sensation of her vagina accommodating itself to Simon, of knowing she was doing something absolutely out of character and risky. She realized that she loved being ‘directed’. It took the guilt away and she could just let go and be lost in the sensations.

And, oh- all the mirrors. Simon’s beautiful hands and strong thighs. Her own lush body as it gently rocked against Simon’s. So erotic, so kinky.

“Oooh, I like this,” Kristen groaned.

 

[saedo]

Simon used his hands on Kristen's hips to partially support her weight as she descended. With the delightful baby bump altering her balance, he wanted her to have the additional help.

The tricky part, as always, was lining up his cock with her entrance. When he heard her gasp softly as her warm labia slipped around his turgid glans, he allowed himself a sigh of enjoyment.

With Simon's help, she lowered herself further. The patient pace allowed her tender interior to adjust to his swollen arousal. At last, her rounded buttocks came to rest on his lap.

Simon was just tall enough to peek over Kristen's shoulder as he sat on his lap. "My, that dress is rather racy," he chuckled as he caught a glimpse of them in the dressing mirrors opposite. "Do you think Mrs. Kapoor makes a dress that would better conceal the fact that you're riding my cock?"

Simon’s hands reached around her to cup her breasts through the dress. "My, this feels wonderful, Kristen." He leaned back against the chair and tilted her with him so that she reclined against his chest. "Were there not a curious Indian woman just down the hall, I might be inclined to just lay here a bit. I love the feel of you atop me."

 

[Sidney_1]

Kristen leaned back into Simon’s chest and rested her head against his shoulder. She arched her back slightly to allow a little more movement of her pelvis. Kristin made occasional circling movements around Simon’s penis which was just enough of a tease to boost their arousal, but it forced them both to delay peak pleasure. She loved the feeling of just having Simon inside of her. . . and not rushing anything this time.

“I love the feel of you inside of me, too. I think I could spend an hour riding you,” Kristen whispered, smiling.

She watched in the mirror as Simon cupped her breasts, revealing their fullness through the front slit of the red grown. She could feel the warmth of his hands through the fabric. The visual of them together. . . wow. . . so hot. She could see their mating from almost every angle.

Without knowing it consciously, this was exactly what she craved. An erotic adventure. Kristen had always had a healthy libido, but the sexual restrictions made her cravings for the act even more intense.

Kristen could feel her vaginal fluids seeping out of her and onto Simon’s thighs.

“Mmmm, this does feel amazing. Now, I see why you recommend regular intercourse. This has to be good for me.”

Kristen held onto the bar behind her and stretched her chest. She closed her eyes and focused on Simon’s hands and cock and their connection. This time it was not a purely clinical exam. .. it was purely erotic. Fortunately, Simon had a light, teasing touch. .. .and her nipples hadn’t fully activated.

Now, she knew what he meant when he had said that she would be naked. If things went much further, Kristen knew she might not be able to control anything about her body. . .and it would be safest if she was completely nude.

“Perhaps we can tell Mrs. Kapoor that I’m just taking my time and I was interrupted by a phone call from a client that required my immediate attention. That’s not far from the truth,” Kristen winked.

 

[saedo]

"Now, I see why you recommend regular intercourse. This has to be good for me.”

Simon chuckled. "It's certainly good for me." He grinned over her shoulder at her reflection. "Though I think I could afford it even more regularly."

He continued to massage her breasts through the silken fabric of the dress. Already he could feel the hardness of her nipples against his palms. "You must caution me if I squeeze too much. Though I enjoy the feel of your breasts, I imagine the dressmaker would not be pleased if you returned it with milk stains."

“Perhaps we can tell Mrs. Kapoor that I’m just taking my time and I was interrupted by a phone call from a client’s immediate need. That’s not far from the truth,” Kristen winked back at him.

Simon started to answer, but a groan of pleasure interrupted him. "My, your pussy is simply delightful," he praised. "I'm getting very close to climaxing just from having - ahhhh!" Simon shivered slightly as Kristen's slick channel clenched along his swollen shaft in a delicious rhythm.

"Yes, very close," he grunted, his face beginning to flush. "Very close indeed."

 

[Sidney_1]

Kristen smiled and continued the subtle rocking movements with her pelvis. Once again, she gathered the dress so that it was around her waist, and both she and Simon could have a full view of her buttocks as they bounced while she rode him. She also didn’t want to ruin the dress in case there was a powerful, unpredictable, release. She had never been sexual in this exact position, so she took extra precautions.

“I’m glad I can please you, Dr. Idris,” Kristen said, as she watched the range of pleasure wash over his face and through his body in the mirror. Kristen was being careful not to get too close to her own sexual edge. But, Simon’s light touch on her breasts, the warmth of his body so close to hers, his massive cock filling her, his soft groans of pleasure. . . fuck, it didn’t get hotter than this.

Even if she couldn’t climax, she loved the eroticism. The pure act of connection, of riding him ever so slightly. . . was very fulfilling. Her body was filled with so much life – with both Simon, and the baby they created - and she loved it.

Kristen kept her rhythm and gently squeezed her vaginal muscles, intermittently. Normally, she would have lifted her hips and just ridden the tip of him to drive him over the edge, but it was too challenging in this position.

Kristen could feel Simon’s body tensing up and shivering occasionally as he experienced his lust and need for her. Despite her size, she had never felt so sexy and wanted by a man.

Kristen rose a little higher and bounced with a bit more force. She knew she wanted to squeeze her buttocks and vaginal muscles around him as he came and soak his life force deep within her depths.

“I love you, Simon. . . I mean being with you. . . and don’t worry about me, just let yourself go. I’ll be okay, I’m learning how to control myself, ”Kristen sputtered, in between breathy moans.

“Cum for me. I’m going to watch as you explode inside of me,” Kristen said, knowing her speech was a bit vulgar and forward, but hoping that Simon wouldn’t be turned off by her directness. She hoped she didn’t come across as demanding.

She knew she wouldn’t be able to handle much more teasing and Mrs. Kapoor would be back any minute. . .