I had always heard that women got hotter when they were pregnant, but I didn’t realize how bad it was until my best friend and his wife got pregnant. Since I was laid off last summer, I’ve paid the bills by taking odd jobs around town; house painting, house roofing and lawn mowing.
Michael, my friend, works at a very well-paid factory and I think he decided to help me out by hiring me to paint his kitchen and bathroom for him, even though there was nothing wrong with the paint in either. I was happy to get the job, but I had no idea exactly what I was getting myself into.
I showed up on Monday, just as he was leaving for work. I had already seen what he wanted to do, so the two of us hung out for a bit, and then he left. Nicki met me at the back door. She’s always been short and chubby, but she’s one of those lucky girls for whom it worked out.
Someone who loves me
She was no more than 5’3” and probably wore a size twelve, but it was her breasts that usually caught men’s eyes. Perfect Double-Ds! On this day, she was seven months pregnant and it looked like she was about to come. Her tight pants hugged her bottom and showed off her camel toe. The shirt she was wearing clung to her belly and swollen breasts. It must have been cool inside because her huge nipples stood out like the day.
“Thanks for stopping by, Mark,” Nicki said, holding the door open for me. I didn’t know if she did it on purpose or not, but she was standing right in the doorway, so I had to step past her to get in, rubbing against her hard nipples. “Michael wants you to start in the bathroom. I’ll show you where everything is.”
I couldn’t help but stare at her ass as I followed her around the house. When we got to the bathroom, he bent down to pick up a plastic bag that was sitting on top of a can of paint, and his shorts were riding up. Then she turned and smiled as she handed me her bag containing a tray of paint and brushes. He brushed his nipples against me again as he left, although there was plenty of room for him to pass.
With a chubby guy in shorts, I started painting. I couldn’t get the picture of her big beautiful ass out of my head as I worked and I knew what I would be thinking about in bed tonight. Before I knew it, I had the room almost done. The last thing I had to paint was a stretch above the tub and instead of going for the ladder I decided to climb up the lip of the tub. It was an awkward position and I had to fight to keep my balance, but I could make it.
Suddenly, Nicki burst through the door. “I’m sorry, don’t let me bother you,” she said quickly as she pulled down her shorts and panties and lowered herself onto the toilet. I lost my balance and fell, landing almost directly between her legs as the pee started to flow. At 29, I had never seen a woman pee until that moment. I lay there not knowing exactly what I was supposed to do.
“I didn’t mean to scare you,” she said as if my face wasn’t mere inches from her read furry pussy as she took a leak. “I tried to hold it, but I couldn’t wait. You didn’t hurt yourself, did you?”
“Uh, no, I think I’m fine,” I said, still staring at her pussy as the last drops fell into the bowl.
“Damn, I’m out of tissue,” she said. “You look pretty distracted down there, Mark.” Why don’t you be a doll and help a girl out?”
“Uhm, where… where’s the tissue?”
“I don’t want a tissue,” Nicki said. She sighed loudly, then lifted a leg onto my shoulder. He ran his fingers through my hair and then pulled my face to my pussy. I was able to taste her piss, which was a new experience for me, but I was also able to taste her pussy. It was warm and sweet.
I found that particular spot with my tongue and immediately had her moaning and moving on the toilet. I grabbed her ass cheeks and thrust into her hungrily. I don’t know how long I’ve been eating it and I don’t care. Nicki had the tastiest pussy I have ever experienced.
After a while she pulled my head towards hers and kissed me passionately on the lips with her eyes closed. Her tongue attacked mine as if she was trying to taste her own pussy.
“Michael will never do this until I wash myself,” she whispered.
“I’d do that anytime,” I told him.
“Help me get undressed,” Nicki said, pushing me back. She removed her shorts and panties, then I helped her slip her t-shirt over her head. I tried to rub her breasts but she slapped my hands away. “You’re a bit overdressed, Mark!”
Nicki grabbed my belt and loosened it and my jeans came off faster than I could down them. She smiled when she saw that I went commando today and that my cock was hard for her. I took off my own t-shirt and she ran a hand over my sweaty chest. Then she took her panties and handed them to me. I smelled them and smiled.
“Now put them on,” she said.
“What the?”
“My house, my rules,” Nicki ordered. “Now put my panties on, bitch.” I immediately slipped into her silk panties. I’ve never had a woman talk to me like that before and I loved it. “That’s right, you’re a much better bitch than Michael. He doesn’t like to follow orders, but you… mmmm… I think we can have a little fun.” She reached out and rubbed the swelling of my cock. “Get down on all fours and face the tub.”
I nervously dropped to my knees and turned away from her. Behind me, I heard the sound of her rummaging through a drawer, then she giggled. A second later, something hard slapped my ass. It hurt, but before I could say anything, she had hit me again. The second time I think it started to feel good. The third time I knew he did it.
“You look so good in those panties,” she whispered and spanked me again. “Now turn on your back, bitch.”
I did as she said and Nicki got up from the toilet. She stepped forward so that I was looking directly at her hairy pussy. She curled up, which didn’t seem easy for someone in her condition, and I was ready to taste her again. Instead, he started pissing again, right in front of me. Normally I’d say something like that was gross, but instead I opened my mouth and swallowed a few. I reached down and started to rub my cock, but she slapped my hand away.
“This is not for you,” she said as the last drops of piss fell on my face. He reached into the drawer where he had found his paddle and pulled out a long, blue vibrator. “This is for you.”
