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Subject: {ASSM} STORY TIME:::Consoling A Pregnant Wife
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                   Consoling A Pregnant Wife
                      By: Charlie "the drifter"



I was sitting in the Club having a quiet drink, listening
to the dance band.  They were playing the slow kind
of music that I really enjoy listening too.

I saw her sitting there looking so beautiful.  A beautiful
young woman, with a swollen stomach, crying her eyes
out.  I couldn't help it.  I ask the bartender what she
was drinking and then I took it over to her table.

"I just had to buy you a drink because you look so
beautiful."  I told her.

"No, I'm not, I'm ugly."  She cried.

"Ugly?" I said, "What do you mean ugly.  There is
nothing more beautiful that a woman who is going
to have a baby."

"What do you mean?  My stomach is all swollen and
I can hardly do anything.  My husband won't hardly
even kiss me anymore.  He says that he just can't get
romantic with my stomach all swollen and my breasts
swelling up."  She began crying again.

"Well,"  I said "I don't agree with him.  I think you are
beautiful.  I reached over and patted her swollen
stomach, telling her that my feelings were that there
is nothing more beautiful.  As I told her these things
I softly and gently rubbed her stomach.

She didn't say anything, but she did not push my hand
away from her stomach either.  In fact she put her hand
on mine and held it while I softly messaged her big
stomach.

"How far along are you?" I ask her.

"Six month's, and it feels like six years."  She said.

"Don't feel like that."  I told her.  "You are so lucky
to be able to have a little one like that.  So lucky to
play that part that very young girls play, a wife and
a mother with a little one they love so much and who
loves them, even when they are a baby in your arms
and can't tell you.  They tell you they love you by the
way they trust you to care for them.  In the way that
they stop crying when a mother picks them up and
cuddles them.  The way they cling to mama, and the
way they feed on those big swollen breasts that
are so beautiful and full of milk for them.  I love
to see a woman who is pregnant, who's breasts
are so full of milk for the coming even of the birth
of the little one." I softly crooned to her as I caressed
her soft, firm, swollen stomach.

"And just think of the life you have growing in your
stomach who will grow to be just as beautiful as her
mother."  I continued.

She looked at me as if she was puzzled by what I
was telling her.  She did not push my hand away
when I caressed her stomach lower and lower until
my hand was actually caressing her pubic area just
above her slit and clitoris.

She did not seem to realize that I was slowly moving
toward my convincing her to make love to me.  They
way she was reacting to what I was staying, and yes
with what I had seen her drink, even though she was
pregnant, I knew I was getting to her.  I knew that
all she needed was to convince her that she was a
beautiful young lady.  I know she couldn't have been
over about 19 years old, if that.  I did not ask her.

Now the club where we were at was dark, with low
lights and a very romantic setting with romantic
music.

She had quit crying and was sitting there letting me
caress her stomach and lower with her eyes half closed.
I knew I was continuing to get to her.

I leaned over and ask her if she would dance with me.
She gasp and said  "Oh no, I can't I'm so clumsy."

"No your not."  I told her.. "Let me show you."

I pulled her up and led her slowly to the dance floor.
Yes, her stomach was swollen like maybe she was
going to have twins, but that was one of the things
that was beautiful to me.

I pulled her to me gently, holding her lightly at first.  I
could feel her swollen stomach pressing up against me.
At first she was unsure of herself, but then as I held her
tighter and tighter as we dance, she seemed to loose her
fear of making a mistake and of having to move so slow.

She let me hold her against me, until even her swollen
breasts filling with what would be milk for her young
one were pressed against me.  The song was slow as
most of the music was that night.

She lay her head on my chest, and did not pull away or
say anything as I caressed her back, her neck, her arms,
and even down to and on her still firm buttocks.  She
seemed starved for loving.  From what she had told me
about her husband, I was sure she was.  That was what
I was counting on.

She didn't even stop me when I began squeezing and
softly messaging her ass cheeks.

Finally I moved my hand up to her face and tilted her
face up to mine.  "You are so beautiful."  I told her as
I slowly leaned down and lightly at first kissed her right
on the lips.  She didn't pull away, but her lips were at
first non responsive.  Slowly they relaxed and I could
feel them responding.  Slowly she began returning my
kiss.

She did not pull away when I began caressing her lips
with my tongue and my lips.  She let me slip my tongue
between her lips until I was caressing her tongue with
my own.  She immediately began returning my tongue
cresses with her own.  Her tongue followed mine back
into my mouth where I began to also light suck on it.

I knew I had her when she began moaning softly and
trying to press her swollen body even tighter against
mine.

She did not stop me when my hand slipped up between
us and I cupped her soft full breasts.  Her breath was
beginning to come in gasps.  She was moaning softly in
her throat.  I could tell she was getting aroused like she
had probably not been since she began to show her
pregnancy.

We did not even return to the table when the dance
stopped and another started.  She was lost in a world of
her own, getting more aroused at each squeeze of her
swollen breasts.  Her kisses got even more and more
passionate.

I finally broke the kiss and led her back to the table.
When we set down in the booth, I set beside her
keeping my arm around her, hugging her.  "So
beautiful, so beautiful."  I kept whispering.  It was
quite dark where we were sitting and I pulled her to
me and again kissed her.  This time she herself began
kissing me passionately, moaning as she did.  She again
did not stop me when I slipped my hand up and fondled
both of her swollen breasts.  She acted as if her breasts
were her most sensual sensitive part of her body.

 From her breasts I moved my hand back down to her
stomach and again caressed her stomach slipping my
hand down until again I was caressing her pubic area.

This time I did not stop there.  I caressed her even
lower until I knew I was touching  her in that spot
where her sensitive clitoris was.  She caught her breath
I felt her spread her legs wider apart, letting me caress
her even lower.

As I did, I again leaned over and kissed her soft, now
responding lips.

Suddenly she moved her hand down and I felt her hand
begin to caress my thigh quickly slipping over until she
was grasping my hard cock through my pants.  Her
kissed became even more passionate.

After she felt my hard cock, it seemed that she was
convinced that she was a desirable woman to me
because my cock was hard from her swollen body.

She did not even stop me when I slipped my hand down
on to her bare thigh just above the knee and began
slowly moving it up her inner sensitive soft thigh.
She let me and again I even felt her spread her legs
even wider.

I think she cum, when my hand slowly pressed
against her panties, wet with her flowing vaginal
fluids.

When she let me slip my finger under her panties
and touch and rub her swollen pussy lips, then
slip my finger into her still tight pussy, She kissed
me moaning.

"Oh god yes, oh god yes,  oh yes, yes."

I kept it up for quite awhile, caressing, kissing and
consoling her, showing her that she was beautiful
with her swollen stomach.

She was getting more and more passionate and I
knew she was ready and I decided it was time to
reap my rewards.

I stood up and pulled her up and told her to come
with me.  I led her out of the night club and to the
elevators.  I had taken out a room earlier for the
night, before I had even gone into the club.  I had
not even planned on meeting anyone for the night.
It had just been luck when I saw her.

She did not pull away as we went up the elevator
to my room.  She did not hesitate when I opened
the door and led her into my room.  The lights
were low and I left them that way.  Once in the
room I pulled her to me, kissed her as passionately
as I could.  She returned my kiss just as passionately.

She did not stop me when I slowly unbuttoned her
blouse and slipped it off, leaving her in her bra.
Nor did she stop me when I unhooked her bra and
slowly bared her swollen breasts or when I leaned
down and kissed and licked them.

she was breathing hard when I suddenly began
sucking lightly on her swollen nipple.

"OOOOOOHHHHHHHH GGGGGGOOOOOODDD"

She moaned as for the first time in a long time, she was
having her sensitive nipples and breasts played with,
kissed, licked and sucked.

She held my head and tried to get more and more of
her breast in my mouth, as I slowly, at the same time,
unzipped her skirt and dropped it on the floor, leaving
her naked except for her panties.

She stood there with head back and eyes closed in
passion as I kissed my way from her swollen breast
down onto her swollen stomach.  I licked and sucked
and caressed and kissed her swollen stomach, then
lower and lower until I was kissing and tickling her
sensitive clit with my lips and tongue.

She was gasping as if for air to breath when I kissed
and licked even lower having slid her panties down
dropping them on the floor.

I finally stood up and lay her on the bed.  She looked
so beautiful laying there naked her legs spread exposing
her hot wet pussy.  Her stomach so swollen with what
was inside it.

I quickly stripped and lay naked beside her.  Her hand
immediately went to my cock and she grasp it and
began fondling and playing with it, rubbing her finger
around the head of it spreading my pre cum.  I kissed
her pressing my naked body against hers, and continued
caressing and fondling her.  She almost screamed when
I slipped my finger into her hot wet pussy.

She had tears of passion in her eyes, when she looked at
me then lay me down and moved down my chest and
stomach kissing and licking me the same way I had
kissed and licked her stomach.

Suddenly she kissed the head of my cock, then licked
her tongue around it as if she was savoring the taste.
She opened her mouth, once she had my pre cum licked
from the head of my cock, and slipped it down over my
my cock slipping as much into her mouth as she could.

She closed her lips around my cock shaft and started
slipping it in and out of her mouth, slipping more and
more of it in.  I felt my cock head press against the
back of her throat.  A couple more times and I felt my
cock head slipped past the back of her throat and down
it.

I was surprised when I felt and watched my entire seven
inches of cock slip all the way into her mouth and down
her throat.  She sucked my cock in and out of her throat
until I had to stop her or cum in her mouth.  I didn't
want it in her mouth I wanted it in her already pregnant
pussy.  That pussy with the baby already growing in it.

The thought of my cock buried inside her with the baby
of her husband filling her womb was so damned
exciting.

I pulled her off of my cock and started to lay her on her
back.  She told me no, to lay down.  I lay down and she
straddled me guiding my cock to her hot wet pregnant
pussy.

I just had to watch it slip up into her.  As she fucked me
slipping my cock in and out of her self, I squeezed
fondled, pinched and caressed her breasts and nipples
and caressed her swollen stomach as she fucked herself
almost to oblivion on my cock.

It had been so long since she had been made love to, so
long since she had been fondled, kissed, licked and
fucked, she couldn't seem to get enough.

With her head thrown back her eyes closed, she just
kept fucking herself on my cock.  She suddenly
dropped herself on my cock as hard as she could,
keeping her self impaled on my stiff cock as deep
as she could.

With the way her vaginal muscles were milking my
cock during her orgasm, I couldn't hold off any longer
either.  I filled and coated her already pregnant cunt
with my hot fertile sperm.  Wasted?  No it was not
wasted.  The satisfaction and excitement I felt as
I filled this pregnant wife of another man with my
hot sperm was one of the most exciting times of my
life.  God it would be so exciting seeing the look on
her husbands face if he could see her, his wife
pregnant and who he wouldn't touch, fucking herself
on another mans cock so he could fill her with his
hot sperm.

She screamed out when she felt my cock spewing
its hot contents into her, filling her with hot sperm.
With my hot sperm filling her and my cock buried
inside her, her orgasm seem to last forever.

Finally she collapsed on my chest and lay there
as if unconscious but making sure she kept my still
hard cock deep inside her.

Yes, she couldn't seem to get enough cock or cum.
She would fuck me then suck me hard, then fuck me
and suck me hard again.  We spend the night with
my cock either in her mouth or buried inside her
pregnant pussy.

I have never seen any woman, craving to be fucked
so much, so hard and filled so full of cock and
sperm.

We finally dropped off to sleep, with my cock still
buried deep inside of her.

I finally woke up with the feeling of once again being
fucked.  I was.  She was sitting up and fucking herself
on my cock, buried deep inside her again.

I don't know how long she fucked me that morning.
Again she couldn't seem to get enough.  But I got to
the point I could not get hard even though she sucked
me.

We lay there cuddled naked, when she told me that she
did have to be going.  She said that her husband would
be wondering where she was at.  She told me that she
may just tell him that even though he couldn't find it
in himself to make love to her, that she did find
someone who fucked her all night and half the
day.  She said she may just let her husband know
she had sucked and fucked another man.  That
she had another man's cock in her along with
his baby.

She couldn't resist sucking my cock one more time.
She said she just had to have my cock in her mouth
coating it with my cum, so that she could go home
and kiss her husband with her lips and mouth coated
with my sperm.

Then she left.  I got to thinking and hell I didn't even
know her name or any thing about her.  Of course she
did not know my name either.  In a way I regretted it
because I would sure have loved to spend another night
fucking her.  Especially after she had the baby.

During the next three months, I often thought of that
young pregnant wife.  I was wondering if she had done
as she said she was going to do.  Tell her husband that
she had found someone that thought she was beautiful
and who had fucked her all night and half the next day.
I wondered if she had gone home and kissed him with
her mouth and lips coated with my sperm.

Then to my surprise I found out who's wife she was.
Actually who's daughter she was.  In the newspaper
was a photo of her, her husband and her father.  Also
of her new born baby girl.  She referred to the baby
girl as her beautiful angel.

There was also a quote from her and her husband. She
told the reporter that she had to thank a complete
stranger for convincing her that a woman who was
pregnant was beautiful.  She told them that she had
been really depressed and a stranger let her talk to
him and he convinced her that being pregnant did
not make a woman ugly.  He convinced her that she
was beautiful with her little angel growing in her
stomach.  She told them that never again would she
feel she was ugly, that she would remember his
taking the time to console  a pregnant despondent wife.

Her husband, told the reporter that he also wanted to
thank that complete stranger for taking the time to
convince his wife that a pregnant woman was beautiful.

Then he made a comment that assured me she did tell
him all about her night with a complete stranger.

His comment to the reporter was  " I want to thank you,
you, that stranger that took the time to console my wife
during her despondent time.  I want to thank you also
for what you did. My wife told me all about your
consoling her so gently and for convincing her that she
is beautiful.  When she told me how you help her, what
she said you told her and what you did for her also
changed my mind as to what beautiful really was.  I
now agree with what he emphasized to my beautiful
wife, "that a pregnant woman is beautiful.  I will
always remember that and remember that stranger that
consoled my pregnant wife during her need."

I had to laugh at that.  Her damn fool of a husband
thanking me.  Thanking me for fucking his wife. I
knew that she had told him every detail.

Who was that pregnant woman?  Well her father
turned out to be the governor of the state, and her
husband just happened to be the son of a well known
political figure.

How could things get any better, I thought.  Her
husband doesn't dare say anything about me fucking
his wife.  He knew himself now that she was actually
the one that fucked me, mostly due to his being so
inconsiderate and mean, yes mean telling her she
was ugly and he could not make love to her.

Now I go day by day hoping that once again I might
meet that young pregnant wife, only not pregnant,  but
soon to be later, after another all night session of me
fucking her and keeping her full of fertile sperm.

Oh well, I thought, wishful thinking.  At least I know
now that her husband knows I spent the night fucking
his wife.  That in its self is satisfying.

Now I am sitting here in the bar, hoping for her return
or for another despondent young pregnant woman to
console.

Charlie "the drifter"

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