A guy like Adam Roth never saw himself dating someone like Katie Ridley. Usually, guys avoid pregnant chicks like the plague, but her personality was so appealing to him. Not only was she attractive on the outside, but the inside as well.
He was a sophomore at a local university, studying to get his Bachelor's degree in Botany so that he could get a nice job at a big pharmaceutical company, or with a governmental agency. While going to school, he worked occasionally at a local nursery, which kept money in his pocket and helped him in his field of study. However, getting his degree involved taking pesky pre-requisite classes to satisfy the school's credit requirements, which included Chemistry.
That class was how he was able to meet Katie. They were fated to be lab partners on their first day of class that semester: he had arrived late for class, and she was the only person without a lab partner. Eventually, the two began hanging out outside of class, mostly going to the movies, eating at restaurants, or hanging out at Adam's house, since Katie couldn't do much due to her pregnancy.
Adam had seen Katie all last year when they were both freshmen, constantly surrounded by her hot girl and guy friends. Now, it seemed as though being pregnant had scared off most of the girls and all of the guys. She told him that at first, only a few of them started treating her differently because she couldn't party as much, drink alcohol, or smoke weed; most of her friends were confident -- secretly hoping - that the baby wouldn't make it past the first trimester. However, once she was sure that she was not only having the baby, but keeping it, the majority of them left.
Adam had to admit, there were times that he was insecure about the relationship. He thought that she'd only started hanging out with him because he was really good with Chemistry, and because he helped her with a lot of things going on in her life. There was a small part of him that expected her to break up with him as soon as the baby was gone and some better-looking dude came by. Even his own parents shared those misgivings, but they eventually went away, especially after she started cooking dinner for them. The only person whom he felt really opposed the relationship was Katie's mother.
It was about two months into their relationship before Katie felt comfortable having Adam over her house. For the longest time, he thought she lived in some run-down shack of a house; her home was a pretty little two-story home in a neighborhood that was way nicer-looking than his own. They were studying for their Chemistry midterm in the living room, eating pizza and poring over their notes. It had been about two hours before the two teens heard a car pull into the driveway. Katie tried to hide her apprehension, but it was written all over her face.
"Sounds like my mom is home," she said.
"Cool," Adam said, half afraid of what would happen after she walked in. "It's about time that I met her."
"Right," Katie said in a flat voice.
They heard the door open and woman's voice call out Katie's name. Into the living room walked in a beautiful woman with a stern face. At first thought, the way she was dressed reminded him of one of those Fundamentalist Mormon women that he had seen on television, with her blue, long-sleeved dress that extended all the way to her ankles. Her blonde hair was tied back into a long French braid that fell all the way down to her waist. He might have found her really attractive, if she wasn't looking at him like he was an unwashed hobo.
"Uh, hello," she said to Adam. "And you are?"
"Mom," Katie said, coming to the rescue. "This is Adam, my boyfriend. He's been so good to me since I've met him."
Determined not to look entirely spineless, he stood up from his seat, strode forward and held out his hand. "It's very nice to meet you."
Now that he was standing, he suddenly became aware of how tall Katie's mother was; being only 5'3", he guessed that she had to be at least 6'3" or 6'4". Mrs. Ridley looked down at his hand as though he had just used it to wipe his ass. She carefully grabbed it and gave one of the most unenthusiastic handshakes he'd ever received.
"Charmed, I'm sure," she said after letting his hand go. "I apologize, but it's time for you to go now. I'm sure that Katie needs her rest."
"I'm fine, Mom," Katie insisted.
"Katie," Mrs. Ridley said in a firmer tone that Adam had heard from his own mother. "I don't want you to miss out on your rest."
Katie didn't dare argue with her mother. She gave Adam a quick hug and kissed him goodbye. The young man exited the house and climbed into his car with his self-esteem significantly lowered.
It wasn't until the next day that he received an apologetic text from Katie, explaining that her mom was kind of in a man-hating mode after her unborn baby's father had left her. He replied to accept her apology and to say that he still loved her, despite her mother. Immediately after that, the conversation got interesting.
"My mom will be gone most of the day next Saturday. Maybe you can come over so I can apologize to you properly."
The naughty wink emoticon was clear on how she intended to apologize. He tried to find an appropriate reply that didn't sound too eager, yet not uninterested. He eventually settled on, "Sounds wonderful." He even added the same emoticon she had just used.
Midterm week went by with a flash. He was so relieved after stepping out of the classroom on Friday; next week was Spring Break, and he got to spend it with his girlfriend. They were so busy with their individual studying and testing that they didn't get to see each other at all the entire week. Katie had instructed that Adam be over at noon sharp on Saturday, when her mom was sure to be gone. He could barely sleep the night before.
Saturday afternoon found Adam pulling into Katie's driveway, his heart beating hard within his chest. He had already decided that, should Mrs. Ridley answer the door, he would innocently tell her that he had come to retrieve a textbook that he had lent Katie. Thankfully, his girlfriend was the one to answer the door, wearing athletic shorts and a large shirt that did well to display her hard nipples.
Before Adam could say anything, she took his hand, pulled him into the house and led him upstairs to her room. Even though the two of them were alone in the house, she closed the door and put her arms around his shoulders. He looked straight into her beautiful blue eyes.
"Adam, are you a virgin?" she asked, with a solemn smile.
"Not really," he confessed. "I mean, this one girl sucked my dick after my senior prom."
"Then, I'm your first?"
After he nodded, he totally expected her to laugh, but, instead, she leaned forward and kissed him on the lips. While their lips were locked and their tongues found each other, she pulled down his pants and underwear. She looked down at his hard rod with widened eyes.
"Adam! What the hell? How...how big are you?"
"I dunno, I've never measured."
She ran over to her desk and grabbed a ruler. A quick measurement had him at 7 inches while fully erect. She rewarded his spectacular size by removing her shirt and bra. Adam was elated that he finally got to admire Katie's breasts. Though her bulbous melons had stretch marks, he couldn't help but admire her huge, dark areolas and her plump nipples.
The teen immediately buried his face into her bare chest. Her soft skin and billowy teats felt so good against his nose and cheeks. It wasn't long before he took one of her nipples into his mouth. As he sucked on the hard nub, there was a small pang of disappointment at not being able to get any milk, but, it still felt good; there was no use looking a gift horse in the tits.
