Moving house is a trauma that a pregnant woman can do without, so I was grateful that Tom arranged everything while I was staying with my brother and sister-in-law nearby.  The larger house in a more salubrious part of town had been too good an opportunity to pass up, especially with a baby on the way.  My favourite thing so far was the bathroom, which was almost as big as our bedroom in the old place.  Like the bathroom it was in, the bath was enormous too.  I closed my eyes and luxuriated in the warm water of my bubble bath. I sank a little lower in the oversized tub, allowing the bubbles to caress my naked body.  Even if I hadn't been pregnant it would have been a decadent sensation but now, with my distended belly weighing me down, it was hard to imagine life without it.

I opened my eyes into the candle-lit room and let my hands stroke my tummy.

"God, only 8 months," I thought, "Surely I won't get any larger."

The combination of the warm water and my light fingertips was having its usual effect. I could feel that familiar twinge between my legs as I began to get turned on. In my half-reclining position, I could still reach below my round belly to my cunt. I gasped softly as my fingers found my tight clit and swirled in the wet curls of my bush.  I was shocked out of my reverie by a clock chiming downstairs.  It was seven o'clock on a Thursday evening, and he was never late.  He would be here in less than half an hour.  I finished up in the bath and dried off thinking of how I would 'prepare' myself for his arrival.

I started with the baby oil. Working slowly, I started oiling my body from head to toe, paying particular attention to my tits and cunt.  My breasts, though never huge, had always turned heads, but now, in my eighth month of pregnancy, they had swollen to a bra-busting 'DD'. They were also extremely sensitive.  My nipples, however had become even larger. I had always been blessed with nipples that were somewhat oversized for my taut rounded tits, but now the fat dark nipples stretched for over an inch like cigar butts when aroused. I watched my areola crinkle in a light draught of air. I sucked in my breath slightly as my nipples tightened achingly hard.  

I rubbed the oil over as much of my back as I could reach before covering my round buttocks. With one hand, I slid my well-oiled fingers between the cheeks of my bottom and along my crack. Unable to resist, I let my middle finger slide effortlessly into my anus to the first knuckle. "Mmmm, I'm sure he'll be giving this part of me plenty of attention," I chuckled, like a naughty teenager again. Pushing a little harder, my well oiled finger slid deeper into my rectum, stroking the sensitive walls.  Breathing deeply I pushed another finger up into my slippery anus which made me moan out load.  As I felt myself getting excited I pulled my hand reluctantly away, instinctively bringing my hand to my face so that I could inhale the taboo scent of my pungent bottom.

Glancing at the clock, I realised I had better hurry if I was going to surprise him as planned. Pausing in the bedroom only long enough to take one of my silk scarves from my drawer, I made my way down to the living room. The front door opened directly into the living room and I wanted to be the first thing that he discovered.  Even the idea that someone passing by as he opened the front door might see me lewdly displayed caused me to shiver with excitement.

By pushing the coffee table off to one side, I left the whole carpeted area open for play. I took several of the throw cushions from the couch and placed them one over the other in the middle of the room. "Perfect," I thought as I knelt down in front of the pillows. I had arranged herself to be facing away from the front door in a position that I knew he would find irresistible. With a last glance at the time, I estimated that I had between 5 and 10 minutes left so it was definitely time to get ready. Reaching up, I carefully tied the scarf so that my eyes were completely covered. I shuffled forward on my knees until they touched the cushions and then bent carefully over them arranging my swollen belly to hand down freely from my body. I shifted positions slightly to make sure I was comfortable and then spread my knees wide open. I could feel my buttocks part naturally as I did so leaving my cunt and anus exposed for 'inspection'. Snaking a hand down between my legs, I gently stroked my mound and then spread my sensitive inner lips wide before pulling my hand away. I wanted him to see how wet I was.  

In the few minutes I had to wait, I got more and more turned on. I loved the anticipation of waiting. My mind went into overdrive as I imagined what he might do to me this time.  

The sound of the front door opening made I gasp with excitement.  
I remained silent, holding my breath as I listened for his movements.  
The sight that greeted him was one I knew he found arousing.  I heard the zip of his fly and I knew he would be masturbating - stroking his thick, hard cock as he gazed with lust at a naked, heavily pregnant slut exposed in the most submissive of positions. With my knees wide apart and my bottom raised by the cushions, he had a perfect view of both my crinkled brown anus and my swollen cunt flaps. The oil coating my skin made me feel hot and on show, like a slave at an auction.

Without uttering a word he removed his clothing and I felt him move behind me. Kneeling down behind me, he got an even closer look at my body. My tight brown anus was pulsing. I could sense him now, right behind me, only inches from my wantonly exposed body. I knew the muscle of my anus was twitching as though it was nervous to be penetrated, but I couldn't help it.  The movement was completely involuntary.  

I felt his breath on my bottom and I knew he was bending a little lower to see my pussy lips. The pregnancy had made them fatter, almost always wetter than they had been previously.  My arousal was obvious, I could even smell it.  My juices were starting to trickle down the sides of my thighs. He couldn't resist running his finger down the soaking slit to find the fat bulb of my clit. I gasped at this first sensation. My clit was, of course, achingly hard. His finger tickling the end of it didn't make it any less aroused.  

His fingers left my body and I strained my ears trying to hear what he was doing. If I had been able to see, I might well have closed my eyes again, because of course, I knew. He was just opening a jar of lube. He knew that I would be expecting my bottom to be thoroughly teased and that I would almost certainly be expecting a teasing lubrication with our usual Astroglide.  
Dipping his finger deep into the jar, I heard his finger squelch in the warming gel. He moved his finger forward until the tip hovered over the tiny brown opening of my anus. It was close enough that the gel at the tip of his finger was now touching the very center of my pukcering shithole but his finger as yet was not.  Achingly slowly, he began to move his finger in minute circles.  

I gasped as the cool sensation of the lube touched my most sensitive opening. His finger teased the crinkled brown opening with the tip of his finger covering the brown ring with the pungent gel. The heat-generating jelly was just starting to have effect and it was immediately obvious to him. As the sensitive muscle began to feel the heat my anus began clenching and releasing in earnest. He heard my low moan as I realized that the cool lubricant was not, in fact, Astroglide, but something hot and spicey.

Later I discovered it was a coconut oil based lube made specially in Damascus, enriched with Sandalwood and cinnamon.  When it came to the art of sodomy, the Arabs really are the experts.

As my anal muscle relaxed, he took advantage to slip just the tip of his finger past my sphincter. My bottom clenched involuntarily and he had to hold his finger steady as the movement pulled at his finger. He chuckled as he felt me struggle to relax my tight rear aperture. Just as I succeeded, he slid his finger slowly but firmly all the way into my rectum.  

I couldn't help but gasp at the intrusion. His finger twisted sensuously through a full rotation as he coated the sensitive inner membranes of my shit-pipe with the sensitizing gel. My anus was clenching hard at his buggering finger now but the lube had served to lubricate my thoroughly. He pulled his finger almost all the way from my bottom then slid it in again hard.  

"Oh, please..." I whispered.  

It was unclear what I was asking for but he could guess. He knew I had probably been getting worked up for ages and was now ready to be brought to a deeply satisfying anal climax. But he had a few tricks up his sleeve first.  

Pulling his finger from from my throbbing shithole, he left the lube to work on the sensitive opening, knowing that it would get steadily warmer in my already hot bottom.  

I could already feel the effects in a path from the highest point on my body, my exposed anus along my rectum to what seemed like deep inside of me. The jelly seemed to continue to heat up adding to the heat that seemed to be constantly a part of my body these days. In the past few weeks it seemed like I was always running a temperature but now I felt like my core body temperature had instantly doubled.  

He was not done yet.  He liked to use a toy first.  I was no stranger to a variety of toys to be used inside of my body but with the pregnancy advancing, I felt more excited with something large in my bottom. I felt him tease the tip of a buttplug into my twitching bottom.  

I gasped as the plug slid in deeper. I tried in vain to relax my bottom but the effect of the lube was already taking over control of my anal muscles. I clenched and unclenched involuntarily as he teased the plug into my shitter. The plug got wider and wider until the round ridge at the middle was up against my super-stretched anus. He waited for my anus to "wink" open then pushed the ridge gently past my anus and into the depths of my rectum. The wide "T" base kept the plug from disappearing into my body and the wide round ridge would ensure that it stayed there until he decided to remove it.  

With the tip of the plug sticking out from between my buttocks, I suddenly felt a light spank on my left buttock. I moaned softly. He spanked me all over my tightly stretched bottom until my cheeks must have been glowing pink. Every fourth or fifth spank was a little harder and every minute or two, he tapped the end of the butt plug lightly getting a gasp or yelp at the sensations he was causing. By the time he was done, my bottom was warm to the touch just as the inside of my bottom was hot.  

With the blindfold firmly covering my eyes, I had no idea what would happen next but he could see from my slowly swaying hips that I was already very turned on.  

He carefully grasped my left nipple between his thumb and fingers of his left hand. The lube on his fingers slid all over the hard brown nipple. He had always loved my big nipples but this pregnancy had made them absolutely incredible in size. They were always chucky and fat and now almost always hard. He squeezed and rolled the thick nubbin in his fingers and reached at the same time for the right nipple, standing proud on my swollen tit. I gasped again as he had both my thick nipples in his hand. The slippery nature of the lube meant that he couldn't squeeze too hard without my nipples slipping free of his grasp but at the moment, that suited I just fine as my nipples were incredibly sensitive.  

Having squeezed and tugged at the thick brown buttons for a moment or two, he stood up and stepped back to let the lube have its effect on the nipples also.  

It took only a moment and I knew that the slippery sensation at my aching nipples was not all that would happen there. The heat generated at the tips of my ripe melons was not intense but given how sensitive I was, it didn't have to be. If felt as though he had attached my nipples and the depths of my rectum together with hot cables. I was now squirming in my exposing bent-over position.  

He enjoyed the sight for a moment or two.  I was so turned on that I was becoming less and less aware of what was happening around me. He stood behind my and watched as the tip of the rectal plug waved back and forth in the center of my spread open arse. He knew that if he just left me like this for a moment or two longer, I'd orgasm all by myself but this was something that he planned to share in.  

Kneeling down behind me, he coated his rock hard erection with some more lube. He would be feeling the kind of the heat that he knew he had already caused my deep inside of my body. He reached out and tapped the end of the butt plug. The sensation was transmitted like a shock wave to the tip of the plug buried several inches into my rectum.  

"Oh God!" I panted, "I'm not going to last much longer."  

"I know darling. Neither am I," he replied breathlessly.  

He grasped the end of the plug and gently eased it from my grasping anus. The round ridge passing out of my backside caused my hips to begin bucking and I thought I might lose it.  

With the plug out of my passage, my arsehole didn't stop for a moment in its desperate clenching movements. He shuffled forward and put the tip of his cock at my overhot entrance. I could feel the tip of him at my opening. I rocked back and struggled to relax my shitting muscles as he dipped the head of his cock into my arse. Once inside, we both knew what we wanted. It was only a moment before he had buried his magnificent prick to the hilt in my bowels. Reaching around me he grabbed my rock hard nipples in his fingers again and tugged as he buggered me.  

I was already very close and it didn't take long before I was bucking against him, trying to pull even more of him into my anal core. I came once, hard and then again as the sensations from my anus, from deep in my rectum and from my aching nipples all combined to pull me to new heights. The sensations of my swollen belly and breasts only served to make my hotter.  
He must have felt me come as he heard me cry out.  My cries and the sensation of my shit-ring squeezing hard during my twin orgasms brought him right to the edge. I thrust harder, and I felt his cock twitch hard inside of my bottom. His breath, already ragged, now came in great gasps as he began to come.  

I felt the sensation of his come spilling into my shit-chute as though it was molten lava. My already sensitized rectum made my feel every drop of him as it spurted inside. His own cries of passion served to push me over the edge one more time as my greedy shitter tried to squeeze every last drop from his heavy balls.  

He buggered me twice more before he left, more than two hours later.  Sometime after he left I was still farting wetly, lube and sperm dripping from my tingling anus (in spite of the wonderfully deep tonguing he had treated me too as we showered together).

As I began to doze off, waiting for Tom to come back from his regular night in the pub with the boys I was awoken by the telephone ringing.  It was my younger sister, Rachel, full of her new job and the fact that Dad was taking her to a Michelin-starred country hotel for the weekend.  Just before we said our goodnights, I thought I had better warn her.

"By the way, Rachel," I said, idly stroking my still-aroused rosehole, "He has some sort of new Middle Eastern lube which I expect he'll want to try on you."

"I know," she said excitedly, "Mummy already told me.  I can hardly wait."

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