The next day
From Torg Adventure
Ryan sat in his living room in his big recliner, drinking coffee. Across from him on the couch sat Sue, also sipping a mug. He had called her up after he got home at about nine o'clock in the morning and asked her to come over, so he could tell her the tale. He was also hoping that the same thing that happened last time would be repeated. Malc was at work, so there was no chance of being interrupted. She had arrived wearing a tight pink t-shirt and a thigh-length black skirt. She wasn't wearing a bra, since he could clearly see her nipples making little bumps in the shirt.
"So, tell me how you met her," Sue started, curling up on the couch to listen.
"Well, I went to the club trying to find someone to take home. While I was there, I saw this beautiful woman, red hair and great figure, pregnant, in a short dress, ready for dancing. We talked, we danced. Her boyfriend left her when she got pregnant and wanted to keep the baby. She's seven months along. We talked and danced some more. We kissed -- her lips are so soft and sweet - and then we went home to her place," Ryan explained. Sue watched him intently, occasionally sipping her hot drink.
"In the car, she massaged my cock through my pants. Man, I could have burst right there in the car, but she'd get me going and then stop. Start again, and stop. I was insane from the teasing. We got to her apartment and sat in the car for ten minutes, just kissing and feeling each other up. By the time we got inside the apartment, she pinned me to her door with her big tits and belly pressing into me. She was raring to go. Her tongue was so far in my mouth, she could taste my drinks."
Sue licked her lips, gazing at him. "So, what happened next? Did she strip you right there?"
"Almost. I began kissing and licking every part of skin available. Her skin was paper-white and perfectly smooth. I pulled her dress over her head and attacked her neck, shoulders and upper chest with my mouth.” He watched Sue, who had her arms crossed over her chest; he noticed that her fingers were moving, and he realized she was playing with her nipples surreptitiously. This turned him on a lot, knowing she was getting hot from his description. He continued, “She grabbed my shirt and yanked it over my head. Then she returned the favor and kissed and licked my chest and sucked my nipples. I couldn’t help, but moan.” Sue closed her eyes and shuddered, partially from my story and partially from her nipple pinching. “By now, my cock was pushing into her large belly through my pants, and I could smell her horniness in the air. She was wearing a black, lace bra, but her tits must have grown while she was pregnant, because it was at least a size too small, and her mounds were squishing out the top of the cups. She also had matching black panties on below her pregnant belly. Her underwear was a great contrast to her pale skin. I said to her, ‘Let’s go to your bed where we can get more comfortable.’ She took me by the hand and led me into the back of the apartment. I pinched her butt as we walked, and she squealed and giggled. She had a queen-sized bed with just a sheet for the warm weather. We fell on the mattress.”
What next?
