Pregnant Mily Milf

Things had changed between me and Anand following our Tokyo trip. He had become more distant after my rejection of his declaration of love.

My family life was falling apart. It had been 10 days since my husband was last at home. After I had returned from Tokyo I had many conflicting thoughts. If I was honest Anand's confession that he loved me had caused turmoil in my heart and mind than I could have ever imagined. Was it what I longed to hear? Why could I not have that affection from my husband?

After I had returned my husband was irate that I had left at such notice for a business trip. I was not in the mood to be some shrinking violet and I put him in his place telling him that it takes two people to run a home and he has spent many nights 'working late'. He knew perfectly well what I was insinuating and he did not bother to deny it.

That fight was the last I saw of him. He had not returned in 10 days and he was ignoring my calls. Was I destined for a life of loneliness in this marriage?

To Anand's credit he remained professional at work and he did not mention the Tokyo trip. I was waiting in his office as he had gone to see the finance department. I noticed some legal documents on his desk. They were divorce papers. Was he really leaving his wife? Was I the cause of this? Did he mean what he said in Tokyo? How could he love me so much when everyone else thought I was fat and ugly?

I sat back down in my seat when he came in. He put the papers in his drawer away from my sight. We discussed the business issues and I was about to leave when he stopped me, "Meera I know I said I would not mention Tokyo again but I just want you to know that I have secured more stable credit from a well-respected company in India. I am now suing Takumo Finance for breach of contract. But it made me think, if we continue with our affair then we must take more precautions and you cannot get pregnant. That will cause a scandal with your husband."

I thought he was going to tell me about his divorce. I really wanted to forget about the whole Takumo Finance incident but at least we would not have to deal with them. We both looked acknowledging at each other as to say that put a line under it.

Would he tell me about his divorce or did it have nothing to do with me? If he was worried about me becoming pregnant, maybe he had no plans for a future with me?

I was working late as I was clearing some reports. I hated going home and facing the husband drama of him not turning up and feeling judged by the maid. The fucking maid of all people was judging me.

I was walking past Anand's office when I saw his light was still on. I knocked on his door and he beckoned me in, "Come in."

He beamed with a smile as he saw me, "Meera, what are you doing here so late?"

I walked towards his desk, "I was just finishing some reports for tomorrow's monthly meeting. Why are you not going home?"

He smiled, "Meera, well the truth is I am living in a hotel at the moment as I have filed for divorce."

I feigned shock, "Sir, I am sorry to hear that. Why did it happen?"

He leaned back in his chair and sighed, "I am going to be candid. I was in love with someone else and I was simply too old to live a lie."

His words cut through me. How could he love me? As people like my husband and Mr Takumo remind me I am just a fat ugly woman. But Anand saw a beauty and sexuality where no one else did.

He looked at me sincerely and said, "Meera I will never ask you to leave your husband but I make a vow to you. I will only ever love you and I will stay faithful to you. I want you to be faithful to me."

I was so confused, "Sir, how can that be? I am married and I have a son."

He held my hand and I felt goose bumps go through my body, "You simply refuse sex with your husband. He can never love you. Not the way that I do."

I felt my eyes well up, "I am in love with you too."

He brought out a gift box, "As a symbol of our love I want you to wear this where no one will be able to see it but we will both know it is there."

The box had two small grooved rings inside and I thought I could never wear them as it would be too obvious on my finger. He began to unbutton my blouse and lifted my breasts out of my bra.

He began to roughly pinch and pull on my nipples making them more engorged and erect. He then placed the rings around my nipples and teased them until they pulled through. They sat perfectly on my nipples and I felt sexier than ever before.

He then put them back in bra and buttoned up my blouse. He said, "This symbolises your commitment to me. You will always wear these for me and no one is allowed to touch you but me."

I thought about my husband and the truth was I could not remember the last time he saw me naked never mind when we had sex, "Sir what about my husband?"

He said, "He is only your husband in name. He will never deserve your love."

This was a new beginning for us, our story was turning from our perversions into a love story. But could we ever be together?

He asked, "Why do your breasts not produce as much milk?"

Just as I was beginning to see Anand in this loving light I realised it was my breasts that initially caught his attention. They had began to sag a little recently, "I have stopped breast feeding and they are not producing the same amount of milk now."

He seemed slightly disappointed and it hurt me to think that I would lose his interest, "My husband is away and my maid is taking care of my son. Maybe I can keep your company tonight. I hate to think of you being alone in a hotel."

He smiled and I accompanied him to the hotel. I called the maid to tell her that I would not be home tonight. I could imagine her rolling her eyes as she heard another excuse.

Anand was staying in a 5 star hotel and I accompanied him to his room. It was late and instead of tearing my clothes as he usually did he said, "I am really tired and I will be going to bed now."

I began to think was I going to lose him? Had he lost interest now that my breasts were beginning to dry up?

He began to undress but I had no sleepwear. Perhaps I needed to be bold tonight. I needed to insure that I kept his sexual interest in me and only me. He was fully naked but his cock was only semi erect which took me by surprise. He always had an erection around me. Perhaps my doubts were real.

He got into bed and there was none of that perverted attention I expected. He was fiddling with the remote for the TV. I was facing him and I wanted to keep his attention on me as I began to slowly remove the blazer, "Sir, I have not brought my breast pump with me. I always pump them before bed. Even now that I have stopped feeding the baby I must still pump them once a day."

I now had his attention and he put the remote away. His eyes were on me and I slowly began to unbutton my blouse. I leaned forward giving him an eyeful of my cleavage. I loved having his eyes on my body.

I turned with my back to him and slid the blouse off one shoulder and then the other shoulder. I pulled it down and let it drop to the floor.

I unhooked my bra and let it fall to the floor. I held my arm across my breast covering them and I asked in my sweetest voice, "Sir, my breasts are dripping and I need you to feed on them. Will you help me sir?"

I loved to tease him and as I looked over my shoulder he was sat with a wicked grin on his face.

I unhooked my skirt and bent over giving him a view up my stockings to my black thong as I pulled the zip down.

I turned to face him with my arm across my breasts in just my stockings and thong as I asked, "Sir I will not be able to sleep if you do not feed on my breasts. It feels like they will explode."

My breasts were not as full as they were during my breast feeding time but I hoped it would be enough to satisfy him.

I got in to bed and sat up and I patted my lap to suggest he get into a breastfeeding position. He put his body against me and his head in my lap. I cradled his head in one arm and my other hand went to his belly. He latched onto my nipple and began squeezing my breast as he sucked. His other hand began to pinch and slap my other breast. He was aggressive but I loved having his attention and a pleasure coursed through me.

He began to bite and nibble against my nipple as he fed on my breasts. His other hand continued to torture my other breast. It was a combination of pinching and twisting my nipple. He would slap my breast in between these movements and I found my arousal grow with this rough treatment of my breasts.

I was getting so turned that I slid my hand over his belly and began to stroke his cock.

As the milk finished in one breast I moved him over to the other. He continued his manipulation of the free breast in the roughest way. I was becoming more and more turned on and I began to squeeze my thighs together to increase the pressure on my clit and my stroking became faster as I ran my fingers through his hair and moaned, "Sir you are so good. Thank you so much."

My breasts began to run dry and I could sense he was close to cumming but I could not allow him to cum yet.

As he finished my breasts I had a mini orgasm but I was not satisfied. Tonight my plans included more than an orgasm.

As I looked down at my breasts they were looking even saggier now that the milk was gone. His rough treatment of my breasts made my nipples engorged and left red marks and bite marks on my breasts.

He rolled off me and I asked, "Sir I never liked stockings but I began wearing them for you. Do you approve?"

He ran his hands over my stockings and I loved the feeling of my legs being touched in stockings as I added, "Even the thongs I wear are just for you. Do you want to take it off?"

He accepted the invitation without blinking and began sliding it down. He deliberately rubbed the wetness of my mound as he slid it under my bum and down my legs.

He brought the thong with him as he sat back up next to me as I asked, "Sir, do you remember the interview when you inspected my 'ugly beige' panties. Do you now approve of my underwear?"

He spread out my dainty small thong and I found it crazy how I wore such a small item. He then brought to his nose and sniffed it and then he began to rub the wet spot on the crotch and my body flushed as I remembered the details of my humiliation from the interview as he said, "You must be just as turned on as your interview as your thong smells pungent and is soaked through. You are a horny slut."

He loved to humiliate but I enjoyed it as part of our seduction game, "Sir, the way you fed on my breasts has turned me on so much. But I remember the first day of my job when you made love to me in missionary position. I loved feeling your complete weight on me as you made love to me and made me orgasm."

I looked into his eyes as I said, "I want that again tonight."

We kissed as he climbed on top of me and began to slowly position his hard cock between my pussy lips.

I wrapped stocking covered legs around him and locked them together pushing him into me. I took a deep breath as I felt him enter me.

It felt so good but I had plans for tonight and I needed him on top of me for a reason.

His weight was heavy but the pleasure kept me going. His hands snuck under me and began to grope my ass cheeks as his thrusting became harder. My moans began to match his thrusts and I felt myself getting closer to orgasm.

His hands began spreading my ass cheeks with every thrust and he began to creep his fingers to my rear entrance. I kept my legs locked around him keeping him inside me.

He began to moan, "I am so close. I need to pull out. We cannot risk you getting pregnant."

I lied, "I am taking the contraceptive pill. Let your seed flow. I can only orgasm with your cum inside me."

I felt his cock twitch and he came triggering my own orgasm. His weight was fully on me and I was struggling to breathe but I refused to move him.

His cock was becoming flaccid inside me. He was breathing heavy into my shoulder and then he tried to move. I did not let him move and kept my legs locked around him, "Sir, please stay like this. Our bodies feel so connected in this position."

I held his face and began planting kisses on him. My legs were aching and my body was struggling to take the weight but I had to endure. I needed to be impregnated tonight.

It was just a soft kiss on the lips to begin with but I began to draw him in. Soon we were open mouthed kissing our tongues were intertwining as we french kissed. His hands went back to groping my ass and I could feel his cock began to stir inside me.

Soon he was thrusting inside me and I felt that pleasure again of his body crushing as he pounded my pussy. I moaned in lust, "Yes sir. So good. So good. Please harder."

His finger was pushing into my asshole as he continues thrust into me.

I was getting so close again, "Oh sir. Please cum inside me again."

He came inside me again and I clawed at his back as another orgasm hit me. I kept him in that position for another 20 minutes to make certain his cum stayed inside me. I needed his baby to cement our relationship.