Pregnant sex stories by a naughty milf.

Pregnant sex stories — I was totally asking for it.  I had stopped by to visit little Tony’s mom, but he told me she had gone out.  He’s such a sweetie.  So naive and innocent.  At least, I thought he was, until I caught him peeking up my dress when I sat down.

“Umm, did you lose something up my skirt, honey?”

“Oh, uhh,” he stammered, “I’m sorry.  I just noticed you don’t wear panties just like mommy doesn’t.”

I could feel my pussy melt at the mention of his mother going commander.  I’ve always wanted her to sit on my face, and apparently, she had similar ideas.

“How do you know your mommy doesn’t wear panties, sweetie?”

“Sometimes I see her rubbing herself down there while she’s on the phone with you.  She gets really juicy don’t there, just like you’re getting.”

Fuck, that’s hot.  He watches his mom stroke and she’s stroking to me.  I spread my legs wider, unable to help myself.  I can see him starting to get hard in those little shorts.

“Well, if you’ve seen mine, it’s only fair that I see yours.”

“Okay.”

Never before in my life have I EVER seen a cock that huge on such a little body.  It couldn’t have been less than 10 inches and something primal in me snapped.

“O-okay, baby.  W-we’re going to play a game.  I want you to try and hide your special part inside of mine.  If you get it all in, you win!”

God, he was huge!  His head was so thick and it stretched me so well.  He was such a little trooper, going balls deep in me.  I wrapped my legs around him.  My cunt needed that nut.

“Yes,  Yes!  Fuck my pussy!  Fuck me!  Knock me up!  I wanna feel that juicy baby load cream all over my pussy walls!  Yes!  Dump that seed rocket into me!  Don’t hold back!”

He didn’t.  He shot so much into me that he half-flooded back out.  There was no way I wasn’t pregnant.  Oops…

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