Prenatal Escapades

[saedo]

Kristen’s limited range of movement slowed down the stimulation. Sitting still as she slowly gyrated atop Simon,she drew out his pleasure to a tantalizing degree.

Being able to watch from behind compensated somewhat. Kristen's belly strained against the fabric of the dress. He had done that to her. He had pumped her slender frame full of his seed and now her abdomen was as round as a bowling ball. He'd done that.

The near silence of their coupling added further intensity. Each of them kept their voices low and talked as little as possible. Simon forced himself to breath through his nose to avoid gasping and grunting with every exhale.

The plump proprietress could occasionally be heard on the linoleum of the hallway outside, reminding him of the risk of discovery. Their current position left them rather vulnerable. Buried so deep inside Kristen, the two of them wouldn't be able to uncouple rapidly enough for him to hide out of sight conceal should Mrs. Kapoor poke her head inside the door.

Once she knocked and asked, "How are you doing in here?" Kristen had clamped down on him so tightly that they'd both squeaked - his immovable object against her irresistible force. Fortunately they realized that Mrs. Kapoor was speaking to a customer in the other dressing room. Still, the thud of his heart had only intensified.

Kristen leaned back against him, laying her head against his shoulder. “Cum for me," she whispered, the moist breath of her demand warm against his cheek. "I’m going to watch as you explode inside of me. ”

Had Simon had not been so close, he might have laughed. For a moment, the ordinarily demure Kristen had sounded eerily like the bolder Cassidy. Her ability to surprise in these little ways rarely failed to amuse him.

But the sultry words begging him for his seed was the last little push he needed. He felt his cock swell, no doubt turning an angry purple as it stretched Kristen wide. Desperately needing to cry out, he opened his mouth and fit it around her shoulder. His open-mouthed bellow of triumphant relief rumbled into her torso, but remained nearly silent to the ear. Thick jets of cum filled her wondrous pussy as he shuddered against her till at last he was spent.

 

[Sidney_1]

Kristen wrapped her legs snuggly around Simon’s as she studied their images in the mirror.

Silently, she continued to ride Simon, although it was difficult to be exuberant. But, somehow the feel of their faces together, the naughtiness of her hiking up a fancy dress, her breasts bouncing in Simon’s hands, her soft sighs of pleasure and breathlessness… must have tipped Simon over the edge.

“Yessssss,” she whispered, as he came, his body pulsing as he did so, keeping his mouth against her shoulder so as not to cry out. He held her firmly to his lap with an arm around her chest and another hand just under her belly. She felt fully encased.

From the involuntary jerks, Kristen knew Simon was cumming. Even for a seasoned professional, she knew it was challenging for him to remain quiet.

Kristen relaxed her pussy and just focused on receiving Simon’s seed once again. Even if she couldn’t orgasm, it still felt wondrous to have him inside of her. Even if they weren’t married, in that moment, all three of them were connected physically. Herself, Simon, and their unborn child. Family. They all felt like one for a few, blissful moments.

But, soon Simon would be pulling out of her, having taken his pleasure at her request. . . and she’d have the memory of watching every moment and expression in the mirror. .

 

[saedo]

Simon relaxed in the chair, feeling his cock soften slightly as it always did post orgasm. He let Kristen lean against him, her pussy coaxing the last bits of cum out of him.

After a suitable rest, he murmured, "Most delightful Ms. Reynolds," reaching around from behind to stroke her abdomen. "However, I think it might be best if you stand up. If you give me time to recover, you'll have me hard as a rock again."

He leaned over her shoulder and grinned at her in the mirror. "Mind you, I rather enjoy being hard inside you. But I don't know if we want to push our luck much farther with Mrs. Kapoor."

 

[Sidney_1]

Kristen’s eyes widened with surprise; she hadn’t expected that . . . there might be more than one go-round. She had felt blissful with Simon’s hands caressing her belly, their bodies still connected. She hated to get up. But, she knew he was right. They had to disengage. Mrs. Kapoor would be back any minute.

“Oh, it was my pleasure, Dr. Idris,” Kristen replied, as she slowly rose off of Simon’s softening cock. “And, I can’t wait for more.”

Kristen stood, carefully removing her dress, and reached into her purse for tissues in case Simon wanted to dab off any secretions. In the interest of time, she did not suckle her secretions off of him, although she yearned to do so. Just once, she wanted to taste both herself and Simon on his cock post-coitus.

Kristen let her hands roam across her belly as she glanced at the dresses. She tried to imagine which one Simon would enjoy seeing her in the most for their occasion.

“You’d really like this black strapless dress that is cut high on the thigh, wouldn’t you? It’s form-fitting, so it will reveal every curve of my body, including my baby bump. Shall we just have Mrs. Kapoor tailor this one?”

Kristen literally began to feel dizzy. It had been a while since she had some water, but she doubted she was that dehydrated. Her breasts also felt even heavier than usual. Were they filling again after being with Simon?

“Dr. Idris, I feel really odd. It’s like I’m in heat. I’m a little light-headed.”

 

[saedo]

Carefully, Kristen raised herself from off Simon's lap. Her pussy clutched at his plump cock with sufficient force to make its removal audible. Finally the head popped out and flopped down over the chair's edge.

As Kristen began dabbing herself dry, Simon rose to his feet as well. He began dressing himself in preparation for his departure. However, as he put his legs in his pants, he noted the voluptuous blonde casting an hungry gaze towards him - specifically the partially engorged pillar of pink flesh that currently dangled towards his knees.

"Why Ms. Reynolds, the way you look at my cock seems positively ravenous," he observed, winking mischievously.

Kristen turned to look at the hanging dresses, so he did not see her reaction. Still, he hiked up his pants to his hips, but left his cock outside. The visual tease for Kristen would amuse him and it would give the mix of fluids coating his member time to air dry.

You’d really like this black strapless dress that is cut high on the thigh, wouldn’t you? It’s form-fitting, so it will reveal every curve of my body, including my baby bump. Shall we just have Mrs. Kapoor tailor this one?”

Simon looked at the dress and shrugged. "No, I think you only choose that because I like it, not because you do. Had I my druthers, I would parade you beside me in the barest lingerie. But I know that would make you unhappy, and I care more about your well-being than my prurient interest. You have made quite clear that while you enjoy displaying your curves in private, you are more conservative in public. I am content with that. Our evening will not be enjoyable if you are uncomfortable with your appearance the entire night."

Simon pointed to a burgundy number whose midsection was clearly less revealing. "I think you might be more comfortable in this. It calls far less attention to your belly. Also, I suspect that the amount of cleavage on display will be within your comfort zone."

He paused and pursed his lips. "However, I would request that you have Mrs. Kapoor use a more aggressive display of your legs. While your pregnant upper half prompts you to dress demurely, your legs remain as lithe and attractive as ever. I think you should continue to feature them." He pointed to the black dress with the high slit. "Use something like that. It will satisfy my desire to display you while still being conservative enough of your pregnancy curves to please you."

Simon turned to Kristen, pleased with his suggested compromise, but the glassy-eyed gaze she returned concerned him. "Kristen, are you feeling well?"

“Dr. Idris, I feel really odd. It’s like I’m in heat. I’m a little light-headed.”

Simon took Kristen by the upper arms and guided her to the chair. "Here, sit down. You may be experiencing a brief bit of low blood pressure," he explained. "It's a common side effect of pregnancy. Just rest a moment and take some deep breaths."

 

[Sidney_1]

Kristen eased down, closed her eyes, and rested her head against the wall. She could sense Dr. Idris staring and waiting for her symptoms to resolve before he left. After a few deep breaths, she felt less dizzy.

“I feel a bit better now. That was odd,” Kristen said, as she gazed at Simon’s length which was dangling between his pants and his shirt. She still wanted him. She wanted to watch as he went from flaccid to rock-hard. From control to release.

Kristen wanted that deep release of heat, too. Perhaps it would have to wait.

“Well, I will take your advice and have the burgundy dress tailored to feature a higher slit on the leg. You’re right; that’s a good compromise. I’ll also choose a few lingerie pieces if you think you’ll be making any more home visits. I think you know that I enjoy our coupling even if it catches me by surprise. You seem to know just how far to take me out of my comfort zone. No one has ever done that with me. Of course, I love when we’re alone and we can take our time. I loved riding you. I’m sorry we have to part and I can’t watch you go rock-hard again,” Kristen said with a smile.

She reached for her bra and panties, preparing to dress. She’d come back for a fitting tomorrow. For now, she knew she needed to head home, empty her breasts, and climax for a sense of release. She felt way too horny and distracted to be functional.

Kristen caught Simon’s blue-eyed gaze and winked. She leaned down to kiss the head of his penis and then straightened to kiss his lips, pressing his length between their bellies.

 

[saedo]

Simon grinned as Kristen kissed the helm of his cock. He raised a curious eyebrow as she then draped his cock along her belly. At present, it was soft enough to conform to her curve.

He cast a way grin at the glans which rested atop her abdomen, like a python's head crawled atop a perfectly smooth rock. "Why Ms. Reynolds, are you suggesting you are not done with me?" he inquired. "Are you willing to risk the wrath of Ms. Kapoor to get some satisfaction?"

Still smiling, he slid a hand along her belly. With his body against her prominent bump, he had to find his way by feel. Still, he was quite familiar with the route.

"I do regret that you seem not to have climaxed. I'd hoped you would have enjoyed riding cowgirl enough to manage it." His fingers found her warm vulva and stroked the sensitive skin. "Would a little finger work be enough to complete the job?"

 

[Sidney_1]

Kristen smiled and shivered with delight at the gentle teasing of Simon’s fingers against her dewy labia. She raised her leg into his grasp, instinctively.

“Of course, I’d love another go-round; I probably need at least two hours with you. I’d love to let go, but . .. ahhhhh. .. I’m not as wild as Ms. Munson, and I know . . . Oh God, Simon...we’ll get caught. Mrs. Kapoor is respectable, we can’t.”

Kristen kept one arm firmly around Simon’s shoulders. She would have given anything to be on his exam table or have him again in her bedroom. She could already feel herself giving control of her body over to Simon’s fingers and his strength. Fuck.

Kristen had so much that she wanted to tell him. That she couldn’t always orgasm and let go under certain circumstances, even if she wanted to. That she had these rich sexual fantasies about him.

Kristen hugged her body into Simon’s and groaned. Despite her practicality, her body craved a release. Kristen licked her finger and then spread the saliva over Simon’s smooth glans.

“A finger will definitely do, but I’m going to fantasize about our next time with this,” Kristen said, giving Simon’s softened cock a gentle squeeze. “And, of course, you’re welcome to make any home visits, even if they are short. There’s nothing like the comfort of your own bedroom. I think these sexual interludes are definitely healthy for me.”

 

[saedo]

Of course, I’d love another go-round; I probably need at least two hours with you. I’d love to let go, but . .. ahhhhh. .. I’m not as wild as Ms. Munson, and I know . . . Oh God, Simon...we’ll get caught. Mrs. Kapoor is respectable, we can’t.”

Simon smiled pleasantly at her protests, nodding appreciatively at her words. He then steadfastly ignored her asserted desire stop. His fingers continued to tease her puffy nether regions.

He slipped a single finger inside her warm vagina. Despite being significantly more slender than the fat cock she'd so recently engulfed, her tender walls closed about his digit with remarkable pressure. He wiggled his fingertip, stroking areas he knew to be rich with sensation.

"A finger will definitely do," she at last confessed. "But I’m going to fantasize about our next time with this," she continued, nodding towards the cock atop her belly.

Simon grinned. Though he did not like to think himself a vain man, he found it very difficult to resist compliments on his cock - particularly from beautiful women.

"Perhaps that time will be sooner than you think," he purred, his finger still teasing her. He leaned forward, pressing her belly against him so that he might kiss the delicate flesh of her throat. "In light of your earlier dizziness, I think I should check on you in a couple days. Perhaps that evening I'll make a house call . . . ."

 

[Sidney_1]

“Mmm. . . hope so,” Kristen replied, as her body quivered against Simon’s. His warm kiss along her throat had roused her lust, and she rested her leg on the chair, opening herself further to him.

Kristen could hear Mrs. Kapoor conducting a transaction and she sensed she had a few minutes. She moaned into Simon’s chest, no longer caring who was listening, even if it was Mrs. Kapoor. She would buy a dress and some other items; she would not take advantage of the woman.

Simon’s fingers rubbed steadily inside her depths and nudged along the base of her clit. As Kristen’s breath became short, Simon quickened his strokes. Kristen squeezed Simon to her, crushing her breasts against him.

Kristen clenched her teeth and tried not to make a sound, as her body began to convulse and clamp around Simon’s finger.

“Oh yes,” Kristen whispered, as she climaxed and the peak of pleasure shot from her pussy to her nipples to her toes.

“Mmmmmmm,” Kristen groaned, as her juices poured out of her and her pussy pulsed involuntarily. Simon continued manipulating her pleasure, until Kristen begged for mercy, and then he withdrew his finger from her clit, but kept one inside of her until she had completely rode out her orgasm.

Once her body and breathing settled down, she squeezed Simon’s cock.

“I’m glad you’re an expert with your hands, and that I had something to hold onto while I came,” Kristen winked. “I hope it’s normal that I have a lot of fantasies and lust. I’m sure it’s natural to fantasize about the man who fathered your child, right?”

Kristen rocked her pelvis against Simon’s finger and squeezed her vagina against his fingers. She knew they’d have to part, but she wanted to expel as much of her lust as possible. Their meetings were just frequent enough so as not to make her totally crazy, but barely frequent enough to assuage her lust. Fortunately, she did cum intensely and consistently with Simon.

 

[saedo]

Simon's experienced fingers has Kristen dialed in after a few minutes. From there it was only a matter of time until her body quivered into orgasm.

“I hope it’s normal that I have a lot of fantasies and lust. I’m sure it’s natural to fantasize about the man who fathered your child, right?”

Simon grinned confidently. "I don't think the pregnancy is essential to the equation. In my experience, it's perfectly natural for a woman I've fucked to fantasize about me - pregnant or not."

He leaned in and kissed her quickly. "Apologies, dear Kristen, but if I linger much longer, you'll have me hard as a rock once more. I'll then be forced to bend you over that padded bench and I suspect that would likely draw far too much attention."

Simon stepped to his clothing and put on his pants. His naked cock took a bit of effort to fit. "But I was serious about my offer to make a house call. Say, two nights hence, around 9 PM. My time will be limited, but should we forego small talk, we can get right to whatever you like best."

Simon reached down for her original outfit and held it forth. "Let me help you dress. If you exit first with your dress, Mrs. Kapoor should be sufficiently distracted for me to take my own escape."

 

[Sidney_1]

Kristen dressed quickly and adjusted her hair.

My, my. She hadn’t wanted to think about all the women that Dr. Idris fucked.

“Thank you. I’d love a little private time with you,” Kristen smiled at her admission.

She pouted her lips and made a gesture for a kiss before exiting the room with the burgundy dress on her arm. She could sense Simon watching her, but she didn’t look back. She knew it would unsettle her. She hated exits. Her body was a hormonal stew and she knew she had to continue to hold it together. To keep everything and everyone in perspective. Even Dr. Idris admitted that every woman he fucked fantasized about him.

Kristen knew she should just enjoy the ride while it lasted. She had a little more than a trimester left.

Kristen smiled at Mrs. Kapoor and purchased a few more casual items that would be suitable for lounging at home—loose t-shirts in various colors and stripes, some soft, satin robes for when she would be breast-feeding at night, some form fitting tanks, and a few other warmer cardigans to wear over the lighter layers. It would be easy enough to tie a long scarf over her chest and she’d be able to go out in public and run an errand. She promised Mrs. Kapoor that she would return for a fitting of the dress tomorrow.

“I’m sorry, I’m suddenly fatigued and famished. I appreciate all your assistance, and I love the clothes that I did choose today. I’ll look forward to seeing you tomorrow, though. I want to look fabulous for Dr. Idris since this is his treat and a special occasion of some sort.”

Mrs. Kapoor smiled and held the door open as Kristen exited.

 

[saedo]

Simon wished he'd had more time with Kristen. She always proved more entertaining than he anticipated. By the time he watched her walk out the dressing room door, his cock had begun to plump with desire again. So unfortunate that they didn't have time to release a little more pressure.

Fortunately, he was not without alternatives. . . .

~~~~~~~
"Mmmm," Emma cooed delightfully. "I remember this one. She's very tasty, yes." Her tongue lapped around his fat glans, slurping up the remainder of his afternoon with Kristen.

Simon smiled. "I thought you might enjoy her. Now best get to work. I don't want your husband to come looking for you."

Emma's mouth was too full to respond, but the way her eyes danced told him all he needed to know. He sighed contentedly as she began to suck more of his shaft down her throat.

~~~~~
Two days later, Simon presented himself at Kristen's door at the appointed hour. He'd had a long day, so his tie was loose and his jawline showed traces of his golden 5 o'clock shadow. Still, his white coat and his black leather doctor's bag both gleamed from recent cleaning. Though he did not often make house calls, Simon couldn't resist the urge to look the part.

 

[Sidney_1]

The following day, Kristen returned for her fitting with Mrs. Kapoor. Just the memory of sucking Simon and riding him. . .of watching him cum inside her in the mirrors. . . made it challenging to concentrate on her fitting and preferences. As Mrs. Kapoor placed the tape measure over her bosom, her nipples had puckered with desire and Kristen had felt herself flush with embarrassment and need.

“Are you alright, dear? There’s no need for embarrassment; this is a heightened time for emotions and feelings. I encourage new mothers to pamper themselves whenever they can and to try to feel beautiful about themselves. It’s an amazing thing to give birth to another human being and raise them with love.”

Kristen had bitten her lip and fought hard not to leak. Mrs. Kapoor was now fitting her for a few “sexy” bedroom items that she felt were universally appealing. She was literally adjusting Kristen’s sizable bosom in some of the pieces for the most appealing affect.

Mrs. Kapoor explained that she preferred to wear satin gloves so that her nails and rings wouldn’t snag on the delicate fabric or scratch Kristen’s skin. But, the affect on Kristen. . . the softness of the fabric, and gentle squeezing of her breasts only made her want Simon. . . and want that sweet release of when he had emptied her and then filled her fully with his seed until she had climaxed deeply.

Mrs. Kapoor took her time in adjusting “the fit” of two more bras and lingerie items.

As Mrs. Kapoor unclasped the bra from Kristen, her hands cupped and caressed Kristen’s chest.

“Ms. Reynolds, I can sense a tension and fullness in your breasts. Are you tending to them regularly? Most of Dr. Idris’s patients are very healthy, as I perceive you to be, but most of their breast tissue feels lighter. That’s not a criticism, as you look ravishing, but don’t be afraid to caress yourself if you need to relieve some tension.”

Kristen could feel herself turning another shade of scarlet. It was embarrassing that she was single and pregnant. She didn’t want to have to explain Dr. Idris’s role in her life or her reluctance to share her body in a limited fashion with anyone else. Although she had glanced at herself in the mirror, she had rarely masturbated once she started showing. It just felt more erotic to leave that to Simon.

But, now. . . just the touch of Mrs. Kapoor’s silky hands had Kristen fantasizing about the woman milking every last drop out of her.

“Thank you, Mrs. Kapoor for your advice. But, hopefully with these bras and this lingerie, my partner will take care of all my needs and find me attractive. And I will do my best to attend to my own desires, as well. This has been a surreal experience; you have no idea.”

Kristen thought back to some of the erotic experiences she and Simon has shared. Calling Cheryl as she was bent over his table. . . touching her in the restaurant. . .and oh God, being milked by Cassidy and then intimate with Simon right in front of her. Her sex life had been less frequent, but wilder since her pregnancy.

***

Kristen had set up her bedroom, as before, with candles, fruit, drinks, and oils, in case Simon had wanted a light massage before being intimate. She imagined that he worked long days, and by 9:00 pm would be tired. Inspired by the mirrors at Mrs. Kapoor’s, she had placed a standing mirror against a corner in her room. Between her dresser mirror and the standing mirror, perhaps she’d be able to watch herself and Simon being pleasured.

Mrs. Kapoor had told her that she had looked fantastic in a black sheer lingerie piece that revealed the shape of her nipples and areole. There was a gentle built-in cup that added lift to her own bountiful, natural cleavage. She had dismissed the idea of underwear.

“You are the present, and you don’t want too much wrapping to get to the inside,” she had said with a wink.

And honestly, Kristen preferred simplicity, too. She knew Simon liked fuller breasts and this piece was easy to remove if he needed to for his exam or for more access sexually.

***

Kristen placed a satin black robe over her sheer lingerie and greeted Simon in bare feet with deep violet polish.

“Come in,” she said, smiling. “I’ve been looking forward all day to my private, personal exam and treatment. Shall we head straight up to my bedroom in the interest of time?”

Kristen grinned at how official he looked. Damn, he looked sexy with that 5:00 shadow, lab coat, and gleaming bag. Kristen could only imagine what he kept in there.

 

[saedo]

Simon followed Kristen to her bedroom. Despite her obvious pregnancy, he was pleased to see that she'd added comparatively little padding to her backside. Watching it sway beneath her robe was a welcome sight.

"You've really planned ahead," he mused as they entered the bedroom. "Candles and everything. Very nice.".

"I'm afraid that I am going to have to disrupt your mood for a few minutes, though." Simon guided Kristen to the edge of the bed and had her sit down on the edge. "Though I am here mostly to attend to your pleasure, I couldn't make a house call without being a bit of a doctor."

Simon found the master light switch, bathing the room in cool white. "Sorry, but I need the extra light." He opened up his medical bag and produced a stethoscope. "I just wanted to do a quick check of your heart and lungs," he declared. "Then I'll check your blood pressure. All routine."

He placed the resonator between his hands for a few seconds to warm it up before placing it against her chest. "Now take a deep breath. . . . and out. Good."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Several minutes later, Simon unwrapped the velcro cuff of sphygmomanometer from Kristen's upper arm. "Your pressure is running a bit lower than you were before your pregnancy," he confirmed. "Still, it's entirely within the expected range for this stage. Just be cautious when exerting yourself to increase the intensity gradually; that should avoid that light-headed feeling.

He packed up his equipment as he continued his explanation. "This lower blood pressure should gradually rise back to your usual levels as you enter the third trimester, so I wouldn't worry about it. But let me know if you experience anything of concern."

Simon’s serious demeanor gave way to a grin. "Okay, doctor time is over. Now we can start having fun." He glanced down at his clothes. "Although first, I do think it might be best if I took a quick shower. I expect I smell of antiseptic and latex after a day in the office.

" Why don't you get things ready in here and decide what you want to start off with? I'll be back in five minutes." Simon stroked her hair once before heading towards the bathroom, his hands already removing his tie.

 

[Sidney_1]

Despite their arrangement, Kristen found herself a little nervous when Simon was at her home. It felt more emotionally intimate. Her doctor was in her shower, using her towels, his scent would be in her bedroom, on her sheets. There were no games, no challenges.

And yet, he was offering . . . well, encouraging her to think about what she wanted sexually. He was here because he wanted to be – not simply a contractual obligation. They were both going to be intimate with one another for no other reason than they craved each other.

She was going to fuck the father of her baby again and again and again throughout her pregnancy. There was something so alluring to her about that. As if she and her unborn child would always have that connection to Simon, their chemistries would be intertwined.

Kristen glanced around her bedroom. It did look beautiful and romantic with the flickering candles, but she realized that she didn’t feel like wearing black. She wanted this to be memorable for Simon—to be worth the extra effort at the end of the workday. She could always wear the sheer outfit to her office appointments or at another time.

She quickly stripped off her robe and black lingerie and cut the tags off the pink leopard underwear and top and firmly tied the cord that was secured between her cleavage. Mrs. Kapoor had said that it was a great piece. . . as it featured her bountiful bosom and draped over her belly if she wasn’t ready to view her belly as “sexy”. She emphasized that a bright color was like a bright flower. ..it’s draws the bugs, bees, and animal instinct.

Kristen liked what she saw in the mirror. She did feel beautiful and she was ready to her desires fulfilled as much as time would allow. Although her lust for him was intense, she loved foreplay and wanted to take the time to savor it this time. She also wanted to hear his secret desires.

While waiting, Kristen took some of the massage oil and moisturized her arms and legs. Fuck, her pussy was already damp with the anticipation of being fulfilled and filled. She wondered if Simon was as eager with anticipation as she was. She had a feeling he probably did have a lot of sex. . . some out of duty with patients (although, he must have had a sexual chemistry with them) and some for pure pleasure. She tried to press that idea out of her mind. He had alluded that his libido was not exercised nearly enough and she liked that idea better. There was room for her in his life.

He was here now and focused on her. Dating was not an option. But, he was a good doctor and this pregnancy had gone very smoothly. Kristen realized that all she could do was to make her schedule available, and if Simon wanted more of her in his life, he would fit her in. Part of her knew she should just enjoy it for what it was. . . a somewhat complex, kinky, sexual relationship that had no other obligations. There was a certain freedom in that, that she knew Simon enjoyed. No strings.

 

[saedo]

Simon turned the temperature up on the water as he soaped away the scent of his day. Unfortunately, using Kristen's bath products would leave him smelling faintly of lavender, but at least he'd feel clean again.

The wet heat felt delightful enough to linger, but he'd promised to keep this short. He shut off the taps and stepped out. A thorough scrubbing with a towel left his skin dry and smooth.

Simon left the towel behind when he returned to the bedroom. The way Kristen's eyes gazed at his naked body confirmed the aesthetics of his decision.

His own eyes took in Kristen's purple ensemble. "Interesting," he mused. "I'd never have taken you for someone who liked leopard-spotted undies, Ms. Reynolds."

He waved an expansive hand from his chest down to his groin. His cock dangled full and soft between his thighs, ready to be called to attention. "All of me is at your disposal. What would you like to do first?"

 

[Sidney_1]

Kristen’s eyes followed the path of Simon’s hand. It took her off-guard that he was so accommodating to her when they were in her bedroom.

“Well, you can’t be the only one who is full of surprises. Actually, this isn’t really ‘me’, but Mrs. Kapoor said that it would be something that I could wear through the rest of my pregnancy and afterwards.”

Kristen moved towards Simon and caressed his hips and torso. Gradually, she moved her hands up to his arms until they rested on his shoulders. Her hands continued to caress Simon behind the ear and tousled his hair, until she finally planted a kiss lightly on his lips.

“What if there were no rules or boundaries except to enjoy one another and be spontaneous?” Kristen said, in between teasing kisses.

“This is your time, too. I want to hear about one of your sexual fantasies. But, first I’m going to tell you something that has turned me on from one of our prior sessions. It was with Ms. Munson. After you drank my milk, we were together. . . and it was so intense that you growled. That was so primal and alluring to me. I still fantasize about that. . . and the last time. In front of all the mirrors. But, this time we can touch each for as long as we like, and be noisy if we want to. . . or silent. We’ll just have to fall into synch with one another, won’t we?”

Kristen’s hands dropped to Simon’s waist and then caressed his buttocks. She could sense his manhood moving between them. She had so many fantasies about him that she hadn’t had the time or opportunity to share with him. Nor was it probably appropriate. . . but, she knew many of them would be fulfilled.

She also knew she probably had many more surprises ahead.

Kristen turned around so that her buttocks brushed against Simon’s cock. His hands drifted to the swell of her belly and she arched her back.

“Yes, can you caress me and talk to me? I don’t care what it is about. I like feeling someone whispering by my neck while they hold me close. That’s one of my fantasies, I guess… or, just something that I like. It’s very intimate.”

Kristen knew she probably wasn’t going to be able to last much longer before she’d want to remove her underwear. But, she relished the sensation of Simon’s warmth behind her, pressing against her. It was something that they never could do in his office or on outings.

 

[saedo]

Yes, can you caress me and talk to me? I don’t care what it is about. I like feeling someone whispering by my neck while they hold me close. That’s one of my fantasies, I guess… or, just something that I like. It’s very intimate.”

Kristen backed up against Simon as she suggested his course of action. His superior height put her buttocks against his dangling shaft. Though her cheeks were still partially covered, it was still a pleasant sensation.

Simon shrugged. "If that's what you want to do with our time. . . ." He glanced around and soon located the all too familiar contents of any pregnant woman's bedside table. He retrieved the container of cocoa butter and resumed his post behind Kristen. After squirting a healthy dollop into his hand, Simon set the container aside.

"I seem to recall finding it easier to wrap my arms around you the last time I was in your bedroom," Simon teased as he reached around Kristen’s sides. "My, what a gorgeous belly you have, Ms. Reynolds."

Simon began to massage the cocoa butter into Kristen's rounded abdomen from behind. He perched his chin on her right shoulder, but the swell of her breasts blocked most of his view. Still, he was wholly content to perform his efforts by touch.

"So you wanted to know my fantasies?" he mused. "Well, I had this one where I took a shower with a beautiful woman. Or would you like to hear the one where I took a lovely female patient into an exam room and had sex with her." He chuckled softly in her ear. "I recently had the naughty idea of sneaking into a dressing room and then having a gorgeous blonde fuck me while we tried to hide from the salesperson outside."

Simon paused to replenish the lotion on his hands and then resumed his efforts to coat Kristen's abdomen. "It is silly for you to talk of my fantasies, Kristen. Each time we get together, we enact one." He kissed the back of her neck.

"Although, if we are on the topic of fantasies, I should mention that Ms. Munson called this afternoon. She'll be making one of her trips out this way next month, so I will probably see her." He paused a moment, then added. "She mentioned you as well. I gather you made quite an impression on her last time."

Kristen's belly now gleamed from the thorough application, so Simon continued his massage up her ribcage towards the lower edge of her bra. "I think Cassidy would like to see you as well. Naturally I told her that would be something for you to decide, but that I would pass the idea along." Simon's fingertips slipped beneath the fabric of Kristen's brasserie, teasing the underside of her breasts. "You need not make a decision for a couple weeks, so just think about it."

By now Simon's lust was sufficiently stoked that his cock was beginning rise. The head bumped along the back of Kristen's thighs, seeking the gap. "If you want me to continue this massage, I think you should best lie down." Simon paused to tease Kristen's ear with his tongue. "Or does your fantasy include something more than sultry words and cocoa butter?"

 

[Sidney_1]

Kristen bent her body backwards reflexively at the alluring sensation of Simon’s tongue along her ear and his warm cock beginning to push against her thighs.

“I don’t even know what my fantasies are, anymore. But, I’m certainly ready to be skin to skin with you.”

Kristen slipped her underwear off her hips and stepped gently out of them. The only thing holding her top together was a string at her cleavage. Kristen knew Simon would want the honors, at a certain point.

Kristen eased around and followed Simon’s eyes down to her cleavage.

“I know… they’re full. I. . . I want to feel your warmth between my breasts. Would that be alright? Perhaps I'll massage a little cocoa butter on them first. Would you like to watch or participate?" Kristen asked, teasingly.

 

[saedo]

"Perhaps I'll massage a little cocoa butter on them first. Would you like to watch or participate?

Simon flicked his tongue against Kristen's earlobe. "You shouldn't be so coy, Ms. Reynolds. Tonight is for you." He chuckled. "And I know you enjoy another's touch . . . ."

Simon gathered a fresh supply of cocoa butter for his hands, then slid his arms around Kristen. His palms cupped each weighty orb. "My, my, you are indeed full," he teased. "I might need to use two hands for each." Simon slid his fingers around her right breast, pressing into the firm flesh.

The feel of her warm breast against his skin furthered his own arousal. His hardening cock rose between her thighs. Simon grunted as Kristen parted her legs so that his shaft might nestle between her nether lips. "Mmmm, you feel quite warm, my dear. I can scarcely wait."

 

[Sidney_1]

Kristen moaned as Simon’s fingers pressed into her full breast and his shaft slid between her nether lips. She squeezed her thighs together and reached down to caress the head of his penis with her fingertip as he gently pulsed back and forth.

Kristen shut her eyes to focus on the pleasurable, teasing sensation of his length along her warm, juicy lips while his strong hands took ahold of her breast.

He was warm and getting firmer and she could barely wait, either.

Kristen bit her lip with anticipation. She’d never felt so awkward due to her shape. How would they even make love in a way that felt sexy to him?

“Mmm,” Kristen moaned, as her moisture oozed out of her. “Is there a position that you like best, given my shape? I’d feel sort of embarrassed riding you. . .unless you find it sexy to look at my pregnant belly and feel the baby that we created.”

 

[saedo]

“Is there a position that you like best, given my shape? I’d feel sort of embarrassed riding you.

Simon chuckled softly. "I am in your home, Ms. Reynolds. I am here in part as recompense for our prior abbreviated session. Yet you turn the focus on me and away from yourself. Why?"

Simon pressed his hips forward against her plump cheeks. His cock slid along her damp labia. He squeezed her nipples between forefinger and thumb, kneading a few drops of milk. His voice deepened with desire.

"You should be telling me what you want," he groaned. "Instead you tease me with desire while you ask after my own pleasures." Simon's hips clenched as a thick drop of precum exited the engorged glans.

"The position that I like best is the one where my cock goes deep inside you," he grunted. "Now quit deferring to me and tell me what you really want."

 

[Sidney_1]

Kristen could feel her cheeks flushing with embarrassment for multiple reasons. For some reason, she felt self-conscious but clearly her size did not matter to Simon.

There was no denying the chemistry between them. Kristen never wanted to forget the feel of his desire between her legs. She knew he was not simply humoring her. And then fuck… he had to squeeze her breasts in a way that made her crazy. She had tried to retain her milk, but her resolve was no match for her libido.

“Rest back,” Kristen instructed, quietly. “I want to mount you and be able to let go.”

 

[saedo]

Rest back,” Kristen instructed. I want to mount you

Simon grinned. He kissed Kristen's jaw just in front of her ear. "Finally," he whispered teasingly before releasing his grip on her breasts.

Simon stepped back carefully, sliding his engorged cock from between Kristen's thighs. When the fat glans slipped free, it bobbed against her round bum before finally rising at a sharp angle from his groin. His shaft was ridged with swollen veins and the upper half glistened with her juices.

Simon rolled onto the bed and settled down on his back. He put a couple of pillows behind his head for support and then gestured towards the throbbing member now arching over his abdomen. "Your steed awaits, my dear."