So despite the fact that I'm eight months pregnant, I've still been feeling incredibly horny. Sometimes I feel like a beached whale trying to move around, but most of the time the hormones coursing through my body make me cat-in-heat horny, feeling like I want to fuck anything with a cock.
Which means that my husband has been getting fucked a lot. But sometimes it hasn't been enough, especially when he has a couple of days in a row where he has had to stay long hours at work. We have always had an understanding that if I get too horny to wait for him, and if masturbating only makes me hornier rather than relieving the "itch," that instead of getting frustrated I should do what I "need" to do. Sometimes that means going out and picking up a stranger and hooking up for a quick, no strings attached sexual encounter. But that has been more difficult being pregnant, especially now that I'm showing so much. For some reason most guys don't want to get involved with a pregnant woman, even if it's clearly NSA sex for sex sake.
And so the last few months whenever I've gotten that crazy horny that I just can't sit at home alone, I've gone to see B--, my "friend with benefits" (in Japanese ノン・プラトニック フレンド). He totally understands what I need, and is always ready to give me satisfaction no questions asked. I also discovered sometime in my second trimester that he has a thing for pregnant women, and so even though I had been a little worried that he was going to lose some of his animal passion for me as my belly kept getting bigger, the exact opposite actually happened. The bigger I got, the hornier he seemed to get, and so now that I've gone into the last two months of my pregnancy, each time I've seen him recently the sex has gotten harder and harder.
We've had to adjust our sexual positions, experimenting because he has such a huge cock. It's difficult for him to fuck me in the missionary position, unless I get on the edge of the bed or on a table and really spread my legs and hold them up as he stands between my legs and drives into me. When he gets really aggressive and releases his hardcore lust and starts to thrust hard and deep, I can feel his cock pushing into my cervix, and I wonder if his sperm is coating my baby when he cums! But most of the time I'm not thinking at all, just abandoning myself to the pleasure of being fucked by his monster cock. My favourite position is cowgirl, where I can control how deep his cock goes inside me when I ride him. But I also love just abandoning myself to his lust and desire for me, no matter how deep he goes.
When I'm on all fours getting it doggy style, or when he's driving into me from above and behind so that I'm on my knees with my ass sticking up and my face is being smashed into the mattress or the carpet with every thrust of his hip, his cock seems to be stretching me in ways that I've never been stretched before. But in some ways this is what i want--I've really tried to get even more of his monstrous hunk of meat inside me because I'm hoping that the more he stretches my cunt, the easier it will be for the baby to come out later! lol
Last night, when I got home after a whole afternoon of being fucked by B--, my husband was waiting for me. It turns out that the business dinner he had scheduled was cancelled, but I missed his text messages that afternoon because I was so busy being fucked over and over again by my big-cocked blond stud. My husband knew where I had been, and he was pissed off because I hadn't answered his messages. Even though my jaw was sore from having sucked B--'s cock all afternoon, and I was filthy and covered in mine and B--'s sweat and sperm and other secretions (I hadn't taken a shower at B--'s because I had planned to come home and take a long hot bath to unwind...), I immediately got on my knees and began giving him a blowjob to begin making it up to him. He was horny, especially because he knew from my descriptions of the previous few trysts that B-- was getting hornier the farther along in the pregnancy I was. As I sucked his immediately hard erection, he asked me in a disdainful voice if B-- had fucked me even harder than last time. I mumbled yes while still sucking his cock and nodded just to make sure he knew my answer. He grabbed my head and thrust in and out of my throat, face fucking me until I was gagging and drooling. Of course, B-- had been doing the same to me earlier that afternoon, and with his much bigger cock, and so it was easy for me to weather his deep thrusts down my throat.
