The early years of our marriage were filled with work, love, sex, understanding and experimentation. In due course we spent much more time working that playing or having sex. As our marriage matured and we matured along, Jenna and I decided to have a family. We were both doing well in our jobs and money was coming in much better for both of us.
We stopped all form of birth control and decided to let nature take its course. Jenna was indeed a fertile woman as one might suspect. After a few months, we learned that she was pregnant. Her massive breasts began to take on some slight changes at first. She said that they were getting larger early on in the pregnancy. This was a little earlier than normal as I understand.
We were both very happy and excited to have this new addition to our family on the way. Every few weeks I bought something sexy for Jenna to wear. I insisted that she was getting sexier each day as her belly began swelling. I gave her some very expensive sheer robes and cover-ups along with plenty of sexy panties. I wanted her to feel as pretty as possible and not think about the swelling baby bump as being unattractive. As her breasts begin to get more sensitive, they began getting even bigger. Her nipples in particular were becoming very prominent and so much thicker. The areolas widened and turned darker with each passing day.
We continued to have sex frequently. If anything, sex was better. We quit using the big dildo after about the six month mark and had more oral sex than usual. Her pussy was getting bigger and more sensitive also. Her desire was greater if that was possible. Just like so many other things, Jenna was a curve breaker in pregnancy as well. We worked out a system where I could fuck her breasts upside down to keep from putting too much weight on her belly. Of course, I was still required to clean up the cum between her breasts as always. This had always been one of my rewards for heavy cumming. I got to clean up the "mess" She could no longer squat over my face and drip her creampie into my waiting mouth, but after I came in her pussy, I would get right down there and suck the entire load back. Jenna jokingly told me that that was probably the reason I shot so much cum. She said that eating it back just made more and more for next time.
In the seventh month, I was a little concerned when her nipples had grown so much that they showed no matter what kind of clothing she wore. By now they were a good inch and a half long and about three fourths inch in diameter. I carefully refrained from calling them cow teats. She kept saying to me that there was no way I could consider them attractive. To me, they were much more than attractive, they were completely erotic.
In the ninth month, she was miserable. I was completely mesmerized by the changes in her body. I loved the full hips and big belly, put I especially loved her magnificent pregnant breasts. She was now a 36 K cup. As in her teen years when she wore only baggy clothing, she looked quite dumpy. She offset this with a great wardrobe selection. With her tummy growing out and her breasts growing everywhere, there was not much chance of looking lean considering that she was so short to begin with.
I got her to wear sheer bras around the house. She might wear a very baggy tee shirt over it, but underneath was sheer sexy bras and panties. Even with the sheer bra, her nipples made small tents in the thin fabric. She wore heavier clothes to work to try to keep everyone's attention off her.
Then the blessed event happened and our daughter Jessica was born. Jess was a good sized baby to start with. Jenna's lactating breasts produced so much milk that she had to begin pumping the excess on day two. The doctors told her that her milk production would reach equilibrium with the nursing demands in a few weeks. However her breasts were so tight and uncomfortable that she kept expressing and pumping. The supply was getting bigger each day. When she tried to stop, they hurt so badly.
After three weeks, the baby was growing and nursing longer. Jenna was feeling much better and even started wearing regular bras between feedings. Her breasts leaked so much that in about four hours, she would have to change shirts. The milk was drenching everything. She said that each evening her panties were even soaked with milk. I told her that that was the most erotic thing I had ever heard. She just rolled her eyes and told me I was a pervert. It seems aversion is Mother Nature's birth control.
Six weeks after Jessica's birth, Jenna was going back to work. We had found a single friend of my Mother's who lived near us and wanted to baby sit for us. Since she lived near us and had her own transportation, we paid her a good salary and driving expenses. She even stayed over some nights if Jenna and I were extremely late from work.
With the nursing and excessive pumping, Jenna's nipples were indeed a sight to behold. She kept trying to say she looked like a cow, while I kept telling her how sexy she was naked. By now the nursing and good exercise was helping with the baby weight. After two months, her tummy looked only a little fuller than before her pregnancy. Her breasts on the other hand were absolutely enormous. They were always quite firm, but now they were so large that they hung well below her belly button. But they did not sag. Just protruded. It was amazing. When she walked without a bra, they bounced everywhere. Up and down, sideways. They just shook and quivered. They were so large they were taking on the shape of torpedoes. Oh, yes, with huge warhead on the tips.
Jenna was feeding the baby during the night and early morning. During the day she would pump or express five to six times in a normal day. If she tried to go longer, her breasts felt like they were going to explode. She would come home with three ice chests filled with milk bags iced down. She saved all she needed for the next day's feeding and dumped the rest down the drain. Every night I saw her dumping the excess milk, I teased her and told her she was wasting nature's precious resources. She would tell me that she was glad that I thought this was all so erotic because to her it was a pain in the butt.
Around eight weeks after the birth, a job came in for Jenna and Nancy. It was about ninety miles out in the country. Nancy wanted Jenna to head up the project. It was a very upscale horse ranch with a huge hacienda style main house, stable offices and workers homes. I was a great big money maker. By now Jenna had clearly shown that she had what it took in her business. Nancy was a little reluctant to commit Jenna all week, but she asked if she could commute at least three days a week.
On this schedule pumping or expressing milk was really a problem. Not only did she have to get up early and feed the baby, but she had to express more times due to the four and a half hours spent driving. Jenna really wanted to do this and it would take considerable sacrifices on both our parts.
One evening, Jenna came home around nine o'clock. She nursed the baby and then took a hot shower. She came directly to bed naked. She threw back the covers and told me to fuck her like a wild animal. This was the first time we had had sex after the baby was born. After minimal foreplay, Jenna mounted me and began riding me like a woman possessed. Her breasts were bouncing up and down as she fucked me hard and fast. She did not quite reach orgasm, but was getting close when I flooded her pussy with load after load of hot cum. She immediately moved up and covered my mouth with her entire engorged pussy lips. Her shaved pussy almost covered my mouth like an oxygen mask. Her clit was as hard as a rock and very distended. It was almost like a very small penis. She rode my face and mouth and bucked faster and faster jabbing my lips with the little girl cock. I was amazed at how much cum was inside her. She came three times before falling over sideways on the bed and breathing as if she had just completed a marathon.
After we rested, I asked her what had gotten into her. She first just tried to laugh it off by asking if she wasn't allowed to make love to her husband. When I pressed her some more she finally admitted that she had experienced an incident on her long drive home that had made her so horny that she just had to have sex. I was most intrigued with what had turned on my just turned mom, Jenna.
She slowly explained that she had left the ranch without pumping or expressing, hoping she could make it home. About thirty minutes away, she felt that building pressure in her milk factories that made her pull over to the nearest truck stop. She took her pump bag and a small ice chest into the restroom to pump. Everything went well and she started back to her car. As she neared her car, she took her eyes off her path to see something on the ground. As she looked back around, she dropped her pump bag and jerked on the ice chest handle. It apparently was not fully locked. It jostled open when she jerked and pivoted open spilling ice and bags of milk onto the ground.
