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We’ve been married for 3 years, and I’m almost 9 months pregnant with our first child. My husband Dave is an incredible man, and a great husband, but his job takes him on the road a lot. We’ve always had a great sex life, and since I’ve gotten pregnant, my hormones make me want to get fucked all the time. If he could manage it, I’d screw his eyeballs out every night, and he is quite willing to oblige me when he can, but he bought me a couple of toys to entertain myself on nights he’s out of town. Of course he knows that once I get closer to having the baby and for a time after, he’s going to have to do with mama thumb and her four daughters. People might find all of this kind of odd since both Dave and I are little people and suffer from a condition called Achondroplasia. Yes we are dwarfs; Dave is 4’4” tall and I’m 4”1”.

My one time to cheat on Dave was two months ago when I was 7 months pregnant, and he was out of town for 3 weeks on an overseas trip. He’d been gone for 2 weeks, and I was absolutely on fire, and my toys could not begin to take care of my needs. To take my mind off my need to get fucked, I got dressed to go out to do some shopping and to dinner. When I pulled on my skirt I left my panties off. When Dave and I go out for the evening, I usually go without them so he can do a little finger fucking while we’re in the movie or at a restaurant. Being only 4’1” there’s little chance anyone can see up my skirt, and my pudgy legs block the view anyway.

This night I decided to go to our Favorite Mexican restaurant after shopping for some baby clothes, and eat dinner alone. When I got there, the waitresses asked where Dave was, because he is a real comedian, and always flirts with the staff so they all know us. I told them it would be a table for one because he was out of town. Shelly, our favorite waitress led me to our favorite booth, and because my pregnant belly was really hard to deal with, I let her help me up to the seat. The restaurant staff really treated me like a queen that night, making sure that my glass was never empty, and that I had plenty to eat. The owner of the restaurant was a tall lean man name Jorge, and once he found I was there alone he stopped by several times to check on me.

After I’d eaten I was just enjoying the music, and watching the people around me. It’s kind of freaky, but I enjoy the attention of being a little person, and now especially since I am pregnant. I chatted with a few of the people that were setting around me, and was asked about being pregnant and so small by a lady with a newborn baby. While chatting and relaxing, my hand slipped under the table and before I knew it, it was gently rubbing the lips of my pussy under my skirt. My legs were spread wide to allow access to my little girl, and as I played, I looked up and saw Jorge starting at me from the bar area. Then I realized he had a perfect view to see me playing with myself under the table. I don’t know how much he could actually see, but it excited me even more. The lady that I was chatting with left , and I sat there, I knew I had to do something about this, so I got up and went to the ladies room.

In the ladies room I found the solitude to attend to my pussy, and after some rubbing and stroking I brought myself to orgasm. I must have been in there too long, because Shelly came in looking for me to see if everything was all right just as I was getting off the pot. I told her everything was fine, and chatted with her as I washed my hands, wishing I was alone so I could rinse myself down below because I reeked of sex smell. She held the door for me as we came out, and Jorge was standing there just in case he was needed. He had a serious look on his face and bent down to talk to me in a low tone so no one else could hear to ask if I was okay, and as we talked he got a funny look on his face. I knew then that he could smell my sex, and obviously it was turning him on. He walked me back to my booth and helped me onto the seat and then he sat down across the table from me. As I finished my soda, we talked and finally he asked where Mr. Dave was at. I explained that I was on my own for a few weeks, and then I really surprised myself and asked him when he got off work. He said that he could leave anytime because his duty manager was there, and he was quite capable of closing the restaurant. I wrote my address on a piece of paper, and he told Shelly that he was going to comp the meal for me since my husband and I were regular customers.

I left the restaurant thinking what a slut I was, but I was going to have some hard cock tonight. At home I went immediately to the bathroom and peed and washed myself off so I wouldn’t gag Jorge with the smell, and as I was just pulling a robe on the doorbell rang. I checked the outside monitor and Jorge was standing there, looking around nervously. I quickly let him in, hoping that none of the neighbors had seen, and then I took him by the hand and led him over to the sofa. Our house was custom furnished for little people, and poor Jorge looked funny setting in the kid sized sofa. I crawled up next to him and asked him if he knew what I wanted. Yes he said, and knowing that I needed him to be completely discrete he promised that he’d die before he told a sole. With that promise, I stood up on the sofa and kissed him. He was at least 6’2”, and my standing on the sofa put him at just the right height as he sat there. As we kissed, his hands slid under my robe, and he gently rubbed my bulging belly and my ripe tits. I gasp as he ran his fingers across my sensitive nipples. I stepped off the sofa and took him by the hand and led him to the guest bedroom where there was a normal height bed.

In the bedroom he lifted me up so I was standing on the bed, and gently he slid my robe off my shoulders. He stood back and stared at me, and then he began to undress. I’d never seen a man other than my husband naked, and I was amazed at the proportions of his limbs compared to the rest of his body. Then he slid his boxer short off and I began to think this might have been a mistake. His cock was huge compared to Dave’s, and I thought that there was no way I’d be able to take it inside of me. He moved onto the bed, and helped me lay down. On my back he caressed and kissed every inch of my body. When he came to my pussy, I felt him spread me open and begin to lick inside my wet folds. As his tongue came across my clit, my pussy exploded in orgasm. I wrapped my legs around his head and pulled him hard against my mound as I humped to meet his probing tongue. As I came down from my orgasm, he moved up beside me, and held me close. It felt so strange being held by someone other than my husband, and especially since he was about 2 feet taller.

After laying there a bit, I began to caress his massive hard-on. My stubby fingers couldn’t begin to wrap around its girth, and I slid down and kissed and licked the head. After a few minutes, he asked me to stop, or I might get a mouth full of something I didn’t want. Then he asked me what position I wanted to be in as he was worrying because of my baby, and my size. I said that Dave and I usually did it doggy, but because of the size difference it might not work at first. So I stood up and straddled his hip. I squatted and he guided his cock to my sopping pussy, and slowly I lowered myself on it. It stretched me like I’d never been stretched before, and the head came to rest against the back of my vagina with some of his cock still outside of me. Because of my bulging belly I couldn’t see how stretched my pussy lips were, but I felt like I had a telephone pole inside of me. I adjusted myself so the angle was comfortable and began to hump his cock. He just moaned and muttered to himself in Spanish. His cock was touching me in places I’d never been touched before, and soon I began to feel the familiar tingle of an impending orgasm. When I came it was like a wave hitting the surf. It crashed through my whole body and I cried out loudly as I collapsed across his chest, still humping his cock in and out of my sopping pussy. My baby was kicking and moving all the time, and just like with Dave it heightened my orgasm.

After a few minutes I rolled off of him, and pulled a couple of pillows over and got up on my knees. I presented my ass and pussy to him and begged him to fuck me and cum inside of me. He moved around and found that if he pulled me to the edge of the bed and he stood up, it put my cunt and his cock at the proper height. He spread me wide with his fingers, and in one swift motion buried his member deep into my body. I cried out into the pillow I was clutching as he pumped in and out of my body. Over and over he pressed deep into me, my baby kicking and moving all the while. Then as my third orgasm was approaching I felt him speed up his pace, while grunting and groaning behind me. Suddenly I felt him erupt deep in my pussy, flooding me with his baby batter. He continued to pump deep into me, only slowing to a stop after other 20 or 30 thrusts. Slowly I felt his cock going soft inside me, and when he pulled out I felt so empty inside. His and my love juices were running down the inside of my thighs, and all I could do was lay there enjoying the feeling of peace and the afterglow of being well fucked.

After a while Jorge rolled me on to my back, and oh so gently wash me inside and out with a warm washcloth he’d gotten from the bathroom. Then crawling between my wide-stretched thighs, he began eating me. I don’t mean just licking and sucking… This guy was a master at eating a woman out. His tongue went inside me and touched places I didn’t know existed. His fingers played and probed my tender flesh, and soon I was screaming in orgasm. My short pudgy legs were trying to pull his head inside my steaming pussy. He freed himself and placed the head of his now hard cock against my hole. Then he put his arms down so there was no pressure on my bulging belly, and is a swift motion buried his entire length inside of me. I remember crying out because it hurt some, but the pain only pushed me to a higher level of pleasure. I could see my short leg up in the airs; spread obscenely as he pushed in and out of me. My orgasm went on and on, and I was crying out so loud that I’m surprised the neighbors didn’t call the police. Jorge’s pace quickened and I knew he was about to cum in me again. I started talking dirty to him, telling him to fuck me hard, to make me scream, that I was a little fucker that loved his big cock inside of my pregnant midget cunt. Then with a thrust and a shudder he emptied himself into me a second time. I my pussy clutched at his cock, trying to milk every drop out of his body.

The next thing I remember was Jorge washing me clean again, then carrying me to my regular bed and tucking me in. I can only assume he left sometime after that, but all I know is that I slept for 10 hours straight. When I got up to go pee, my little pussy was so sore I could hardly wipe her. I went to the restaurant again that night, knowing that I was not going to fuck Jorge again, but to thank him for such a wonder thorough fucking.