Expectation and Satisfaction

I watched, heart pounding, as Travis settled in between my thighs. My pussy was drenched and aching for his tongue. He didn't make me wait.

I cried out as his mouth connected, his tongue lapping at my wetness. I brought my wrist to my mouth to muffle my moans, hoping they couldn't be heard beyond the doors to the room.

Travis' tongue dancing around my clit was heavenly, but when he finally brushed directly against my swollen, sensitive bud, I bucked toward him, moaning with the sudden rush of pleasure that seemed to shoot through my entire body.

I couldn't remember the last time my husband had done this for me. And even when he had, prior to my pregnancy, it had never felt like this. Travis knew what he was doing. I was already so hot and turned on that it wasn't going to take much to send me over the edge.

"Oh God..." I breathed softly, when his tongue continued to work on my clit. I reached between my legs, my fingers brushing through his hair, my other hand resting on my extended stomach. My hips rocked against his face and I felt my orgasm rising.

My body stiffened and my head fell back as my orgasm built. I knew it was going to be intense. "Ohhh...oh fuck...." I moaned out. My hand dropped from my stomach to grip the edge of the table tightly as the first waves rolled over me. My cries were cut off as my body arched with the intensity, spasming as wave after wave rushed through me.

Finally, I relaxed back, still trembling with the aftermath, trying to catch my breath. I didn't know what to say for a long time. I wanted to cry from the sense of release and relief of finally getting what I'd needed for so long.

"Oh my god...thank you..." I whispered when I'd caught my breath, reveling in the afterglow of my release.
 
Chloe escalated from quiet moans to a full throated orgasm in fairly short order. Having never experienced her sexually before, I couldn't make any definitive assessments. Still, the speed and intensity certainly supported my wife's theory that Chloe had been craving this for some time.

I was starting to feel much the same way. My erection strained grotesquely along the leg of my workout shorts. A darker spot down near the tip indicated I was leaking precum. I'd need some relief of my own before I walked out in public.

I let Chloe relax a bit after her climax. I amused myself by toying with her prominent outie of a belly button. Only when her eyes opened and began to focus did I act.

Reaching beneath her thighs, I lifted her lower half slightly as I pulled her towards me. I stood between her thighs as I positioned her butt at the table's edge. That put her pussy almost in line with my own waist.

"Enough foreplay," I declared. "Now let's get to what you really want."

I pulled off my shorts and boxers. My cock sprang upwards and smacked hard against my abdomen. I bent it down to horizontal and brushed the thick head against her vulva - just enough so that she knew it wasn't my finger.

"You want me to fuck you," I directed. "To fuck you hard and long till I cum deep inside you. Say it."
 
I gasped when I felt Travis pull me toward the end of the table. I knew what was next and though I'd just had an intense orgasm, I was anything but sated. If anything, I only wanted it more. And he seemed to be more than happy to comply.

"Enough foreplay," He stated. "Now let's get to what you really want." I groaned in anticipation. I propped on my elbows to watch as he removed the rest of his clothes. I couldn't control the gasp that escaped when I saw his massive cock spring upward. Naomi had mentioned that her husband was well endowed but I hadn't imagined this. A mixture of excitement and trepidation flowed through me.

I bit my lip when I felt the thick head brush against my lower lips. I tried to arch my hips, eager for more.

"You want me to fuck you," Travis declared. "To fuck you hard and long till I cum deep inside you. Say it."

It was an order. He wasn't going to fuck me until I begged. I had no problem begging, I was far past dignity.

I caught his gaze, my eyes full of desperation and desire. "Please..." I gasped. "Please fuck me. I have never needed anything more in my life than your cock filling my pussy. I need to be fucked. Hard. Deep. And Fast. I need to feel your hot cum inside me. Please..."
 
Chloe propped herself up on her hands to see past her mammoth belly. I watched her eyes widen dramatically as she saw the pillar springing from my groin.

Naomi had told me that she'd offered some description of my endowment to Chloe during their chats. "She's never had a guy anywhere close to your size, but she was definitely interested in the possibility," my wife had explained. "Of course, I undersold you by a few inches. She'd never believe the truth till she saw it in person. Even if she did, it'd probably scare her - and it should. I've been fucking you for years and it still feels like it's going to split me in half."

But just as Naomi had predicted, Chloe's recent orgasm had her sufficiently lust-crazed to throw caution to the wind. "Please fuck me. I have never needed anything more in my life than your cock filling my pussy. I need to be fucked. Hard. Deep. And Fast. I need to feel your hot cum inside me. Please..."

I didn't hesitate. She might still balk, so best act before she reconsidered. I guided my throbbing member between the plump folds of her pussy and inserted the tip inside her. Her pussy clamped down, instinctively recognising that something so thick had no business inside her tender flesh. I ignored this hindrance and pushed inside.

Chloe gasped loudly and with good reason. Normally I eased into a woman who the first time to give her time to adjust. But I didn't want to give Chloe time to question her infidelity. She'd given me the green light and I had no plans to stop.

I sank into her steadily, stretching her tight canal. After several seconds, I felt the tip bottom out. I frowned and withdrew a few inches, then rammed into her with greater force. Chloe squealed, but I plunged the last remaining inch. My heavy scrotum slapped up against her; I was fully inside her.

Grinning like a madman, I pulled out and began to thrust into her. I wasted little time being gentle. I'd promised to fuck her hard and so I did. In and out, in an out, plowing into her with enough force to make her breasts bounce and her belly jiggle.
 
As I felt the thick head of Travis' cock start to invade my pussy, I wondered briefly if I'd made a huge (literally) mistake. Even with my soaking wetness, it was still a tight fit and he had to push hard to gain the first bit of entrance. I inhaled sharply when I felt him enter me, then continue to press on. He didn't take it slowly, there was no time to get used to the thickness.

I groaned in both pleasure and pain as he filled me, stretching me until it seemed I could take no more. He pulled out and slammed into me hard and I cried out as his balls slapped against me.

Again, he didn't hesitate. I didn't have time to adjust so the first few thrusts he took after filling me were painful. But it didn't take long until my gasps of pain turned into cries of pleasure.

I wrapped my legs around his waist as he started to pound me hard. Our bodies slapped together and the sounds echoed throughout the room. He wasn't holding back. Good. He seemed to know just what I wanted. To be fucked hard and relentlessly. God, it felt good.

I hadn't been fucked like this is years. I did my best to meet his thrusts, but for the most part, I was at the mercy of his control. So, I reached up to play with my nipples, pinching and squeezing as he pommeled my pussy. I slipped one hand between us to rub at my clit.

"Ughh...you're so fucking big and deep...please...harder!" I cried, desperate for more, even though he was already pounding me mercilessly. I rubbed my clit furiously as I felt another orgasm building.
 
Ughh. . . you're so fucking big and deep. . . please. . . harder!"

I didn't hesitate. I plowed into Chloe with even greater alacrity.

Chloe responded with even louder moans. Her hands reached up to her breasts and squeezed her nipples. Soon milk was leaking between her fingertips.

I could feel my cock swelling still and Chloe moaned about how I was splitting her in two. Her belly was now gyrating with every thrust. My balls smacked against her as I buried myself in in her with every plunge.

Soon I felt her pussy muscles start to quiver. After the extended foreplay, I was in no mood to hold back. As Chloe launched into a fresh orgasm, I let her pull me over the brink. My cock expanded and poured forth the first of several jets of hot cum.
 
Travis didn't hold back. As soon as I begged for more, he complied, fucking me harder, his balls slapping loudly against my ass. My belly and breasts shook from the force of his merciless thrusts.

I furiously rubbed my clit and soon I gripped my legs tightly around him, tensing my muscles as I felt the first waves of the powerful orgasm wash through me. I cried out loudly as I came, surprised by the intensity.

My walls clenched and released his invading cock over and over as I spasmed around him. He suddenly slammed hard into me and I felt him swell inside me just before the first jet of hot cum shot deep inside me accompanied by a long low groan.

The feeling extended my own orgasm as several more streams of thick cum filled me. As I slowly came down, still trembling from the aftershocks, I felt thoroughly fucked for the first time in a long time. I bit my lip when I felt his cock slip free.

For several long moments, I couldn't move. I lay there, struggling to catch my breath. "Thank you..." I whispered. But as I started to come back to myself and down from the euphoric high, I began to realized what I'd really just done.

"Oh God..." I murmured, looking away from him.
 
I pulled free from Chloe after I finished pumping her full of cum. She groaned with relief as her overstuffed pussy began to ooze a thick mix of my seed and her juices.

Chloe spent a couple minutes panting for breath. In between gasps, she offered grateful praise for my performance and groans for her strained vagina. I couldn't help but feel appreciated.

Unfortunately, Chloe's post-orgasmic bliss eventually gave way to reality. Her eyes focused and her lips turned south. "Oh God..." she murmured, her remorse quite prominent.

I stepped around to the head of the table. Chloe tried to turn away, but I put my hand on her chin and forced her look at me.

"Hey," I said softly. "There's no need for regrets. You needed this. I needed this. We helped one another."

Chloe's lips pursed in what I assumed was going to be a "But". Before she could vocalize her response, I plopped the head of my cock in her mouth. Even softened, it totally blocked her speech.

"No, no 'buts' my dear, " I directed. "You and I did nothing wrong. There is nothing to feel bad about. As much in need as you were, I suspect that Naomi would even approve." I didn't add that not only had Naomi approved, but she'd actually helped plan everything that had taken place here.

I used both hands to squeeze along my shaft. Chloe found her mouth filled with my remaining jism. "There," I declared. "You just keep your mouth shut and think about it. If you you still decide you made a mistake, then you never have to repeat it. But if you decide otherwise. . . ." I shrugged. "Well, then I'm always glad to help."

I hiked up my shorts and left without another word. I could only hope that Chloe's libido would prove the stronger drive than her sense of propriety. Till then, I could only wait.
 
I watched Travis leave as I remained completely naked on the massage table. I lay there for several moments, a mixture of emotions flowing through me. One one hand, that was exactly what I'd needed and for the first time in a long time, I felt completely satisfied. On the other hand, I'd just fucked my friend and coworker's husband.

Travis had said that we helped each other out and that Naomi would probably approve. But that didn't make me feel any less guilty.

Eventually, I heaved a sigh and carefully slid down from the table. I dressed and did my best to clean and sanitize the table. Then I walked out as well.

My class didn't meet for the rest of the week, so I didn't see Travis for the next few days. I found it hard to meet Naomi's eyes at first at work and the next day she kept making comments about how I looked better, like I'd had the best fuck of my life. I blew it off. But eventually, I returned to my usual self and she would bring it up every day, telling me I should get laid again, but I would always brush it off. I told myself that what had happened was a one time thing and would never happen again. After that, I felt more comfortable around Naomi.

But I couldn't stop thinking about Travis. About his lips around my nipples, his tongue on my clit, his huge cock pounding my pussy. I swore it wouldn't happen again, but that didn't mean I didn't want it. That I didn't fantasize every night as I brought myself to orgasm after orgasm in an attempt to satisfy the ache.

On Friday, Naomi invited me over to her house for a small cookout she and Travis were having. I should have declined. But I naively told myself that since it was just a one time thing that it wouldn't be a big deal.

So that Friday evening, I dressed in a flowing white sundress and sandals and headed over to Naomi's place.
 
Naomi of course grilled me intensely when I arrived home after my encounter with Chloe. As soon as she learned of my success, she pulled down my shorts right in the kitchen. She wrapped her lips around my cock and teased me to hardness.

"Oh my God," she gasped. "I can taste her on you!" Naomi then proceeded the deep throat me - the only woman I'd ever known who could take my girth that far without gagging. Her throat bulged obscenely and she wheezed for every breath, but she wasn't satisfied until her lips were flush against my belly.

We continued coupling for another half hour before finally we flopped down in exhaustion. Naomi, however, grilled me extensively on the details of the evening. By the time I finished, she was so turned on that she mounted me again and rode herself to another pair of orgasms.

~~~~~~
Naomi kept a close eye on Chloe over the next few days. Each night she'd gleefully report back her observations. "She's finally lost that hitch in her step. You must have really pounded her good. She's definitely missing you, though. Every time I mention you or sex, I can see her tighten up ever so slightly, like she's resisting the urge to pee." Naomi giggled. "I bet just thinking about you makes her wet."

Unfortunately, Chloe appeared to be less clear in her actions towards me. Naomi and I decided that I shouldn't seek Chloe out, but instead let her come to me. But though I kept to the same schedule, I didn't see Chloe at the gym again for the following days.

Finally, Naomi decided to stir the pot. "She might just be overly cautious about not hooking up with you too quickly or she might be trying to avoid you so as to avoid temptation - I can't be sure. But if she's brig careful I'm tired of waiting and if she's trying to avoid temptation then I'm not letting her off that easy. We need to force her to be in the same room with you again. And I know just the way."

It turned out that Chloe's husband was headed out of town for the weekend. As soon as my wife learned that Chloe would be home alone, Naomi invited Chloe to join us for dinner. Knowing my wife, she made it virtually impossible for Chloe to refuse.

~~~~~~~~
I was already in the backyard getting the grill started when Naomi led Chloe in. Our guest was clad in a clean white sundress that left a considerable bit of her smooth skin on display. I felt a tingle in my groin seeing the two of them walk in together.

Naomi and Chloe made small talk for 20 minutes or so. Then Naomi's phone beeped and she excused herself to take a call. She returned a couple minutes later.

"Sorry, but that was my mother. Our daughter is spending the weekend with my parents, but apparently Emma left her favorite stuffed animal here and now she's worried about it. I'm going to run it over there before there are tears. I should be back in an hour."

"Don't worry, sweetness," I counseled. "I can delay cooking till later."

"Excellent. Chloe, make yourself at home in the meantime," my wife continued. "If you feel like taking a dip in the pool, help yourself; we just had it cleaned. I leave you in good hands. I'm sure Travis can take care of whatever you need.

~~~~~
I turned to Chloe after my wife had left. "So Chloe," I said with a smile, "do you have any needs I can fill?"
 
My heart started to pound with mild anxiety when Naomi announced that she would be leaving. That would leave me alone with Travis. Shit. I offered to come with her, but she insisted that I stay.

After she left, I didn't look at Travis. I made my way over to a lawn chair near the shade and sat down. Travis followed me and stood right in front of my chair.

"So Chloe," He said, looking down at me. "Do you have any needs I can fill?"

I nearly groaned at his inviting words. "Travis..." My eyes lowered to his crotch. He wasn't hard but I could still see the outline of his cock pressed against his pants. I remembered what it felt like when he pounded me on the massage table. I could feel my panties growing damp and my nipples straining against my dress.

I shook my head and looked away. "Naomi will be back soon..." I said in a weak attempt to turn down the offer. But I couldn't bring myself to say no.
 
Chloe looked at me raised eyebrows at my question. But her eyes flicked down to my crotch. Though she said nothing, her nipples spoke for her. Judging from the sudden tents around her hardened nipples, she wanted me very badly.

Chloe shook her head and turned her traitorous nubs away. "Naomi will be back soon..."

"Naomi's folks are 25 minutes away if traffic is good," I explained. "I guarantee Emma will want to be held by mommy, so that's another 15 minutes. Then 25 minutes back,again assuming no traffic issues. She'll be gone an hour at least."

I put my hands on Chloe's shoulder and turned her to face me. "So don't use time as an excuse. We have an hour. We have time."

I stepped back. "Let me tell you what I think. I think you want more of what happened last time. I think the very idea of it has you wet. I think you want me to bend you over this picnic table and take you hard and fast."

I held up a hand to forestall her response. "But I don't want you to tell me if I'm right or wrong. I want you to show me."

I sat on the edge of the table. "If I'm wrong, then you can go to the cooler over there and get us some cold drinks. Then we can sit around sipping on ice cold root beer while we talk about baseball or the weather or whatever. It'll be a peaceful interlude before dinner."

"But if I'm right, then you will come over here and show me just how much you want me. Then I'll give you an interlude that is far from peaceful."

I shrugged. "So don't hide behind excuses, Chloe. Show me what you want."
 
Travis wasn't fooled. He knew what I wanted. He spoke about wet I was and how I wanted him to bend me over the table as if he'd been inside my mind and knew I was fantasizing about that very thing only moments before.

I watched him sit on the picnic table, staring at me as if his eyes could burn right through me.

"Don't hide behind excuses, Chloe. Show me what you want." He said. I sat where I was for a moment longer. Finally, I stood and walked over to him, standing between his open legs. Without breaking eye contact, I reached for his pants, unbuckling his belt and unzipping them.

I shuddered as I pulled out the massive hard throbbing shaft. It was even bigger than I'd remembered. I carefully knelt in front of him and took the smooth length between my lips. I wanted his lips on my swollen nipples, I wanted this cock in my wet pussy. But first, I wanted to show him just how much I needed it.
 

Chloe approached me cautiously. Keeping her eyes down, she reached for my belt. After negotiating off the buckle, her fingers unfastened my pants.

Her hand reached inside my boxers. She actually shuddered as she encountered my shaft. She attempted to grab it, but found its girth too much. Chloe added her left hand as well and slowly hauled my cock forth.

Despite our previous encounter, she goggled at it like she'd never seen it before. She knelt down in front of me, her gaze locked on it. Near as I could tell, she'd wholly forgotten about me and was now only concerned with my cock.

The shaft had already begun to plump up, so she lifted the head to her lips. She kissed the tip, then opened her mouth. Even semi-flaccid, the helm was still quite a mouthful. I held my breath as I felt her teeth tease across the sensitive head, sighing contentedly as she popped me inside.

Chloe can to bob her head back and forth, sucking her way up the shaft till the tip brushed the back of her soft palate. She kept the pace slow - not unexpected for her first time - but her technique was otherwise quite pleasant. I particularly enjoyed the noises she made as she sucked me in.

After a couple minutes, I motioned for her to withdraw so that she could rest her jaw. (It takes practice to hold it that wide for extended periods.) My cock - now hard as iron - popped free and bobbed between us - the upper third glistening with her saliva and my precum. She sat back on her heels and looked up at me.

"That's rather good, Chloe," I praised. "Another minute or so and I'll be ready to pop. Only question is where you want it.

"Do you want it in your mouth? In your pussy?" I stroked my throbbing shaft and squeezed out a few heavy drops of precum; each broke free in turn and tumbled down into the lawn in front of her. I grunted softly, enjoying the feeling of being so aroused. "I'm fine with wherever."

I pointed to her dress. "But you'd better take that off first. Getting cumstains on that might be a bit conspicuous." I grinned. "Besides, looking at your beautiful body really turns me on."
 
I sat back, reflexively moving my sore jaw from side to side after the encounter with his girth. He seemed to find it amusing but still praised my technique. I placed a hand on his thigh and heaved my pregnant body up to a standing position.

"Where do I want it?" I asked, repeating his question. I reached behind me, unzipping the back of my dress, letting it fall to a pool beneath me. I stood before him in bra and panties. The front of the bra showed little wet spots where my nipples had leaked.

I reached out and took his hand, pulling it between my legs, letting him feel the wetness that had soaked my panties. "I need to be fucked, Travis."
 
After Chloe guided my hand to her crotch, I pressed against he damp panties. I could hear the faint squish of the sodden cloth against her tender flesh. "Then fucked you shall be," I retorted.

I slid my hand up from her panties to her belly. I added my left and gently cupped her rounded abdomen. "God, you are so beautiful," I murmured. "I'm so fucking turned on right now."

I stepped closer, letting my throbbing member bounce off her roundness. I slid past her, stopping behind her. "Lean forward," I directed.

Chloe did as directed, bracing her upper body against the surface of the picnic table. Meanwhile, I slipped her panties over her hips and down her thighs. Leaning forward pointed her vulva towards me. The pinkened lips peeked out at me from between her thighs.

I wasted no time entering her. Wet as she was, I was still too big to bury myself in one swift stroke. I pushed gradually into her warm depths, listening to her keen as I penetrated her.

When her butt cheeks rested against me, I leaned forward till my torso rested against her smooth back. I teased her breasts from behind, letting her pussy adjust to my girth. "Mmmm, you feel wonderful."

"I'll start slow," I declared. "Let me know if you want me to go harder. Just don't let me overdo it. We're having dinner later and I can't have you being too sore to move."

I straightened up and put my hands at her waist. I pulled out several inches and began to thrust into her. Mmmm, she felt deliciously good wrapped around my cock.
 
My heart was pounding as I bent over the table, making sure to keep my belly away from the hard wood. I lifted a knee to prop on the bench beside it as Travis pressed against me from behind. The thick head of his cock pushed against my wet lips, seeking entry.

I groaned aloud when I felt him stretch me once again. I was soaking wet, but it still felt like he could split me in two. After a few moments, he was able to sink in to the hilt. God, it felt so good to be filled like that.

"Travis..." I moaned out. "Fuck, you feel incredible." I breathed in response to him similar observation.

I shuddered as his hands moved around to play over and tease my heavy breasts, milk leaking onto his hands as he squeezed them.

Then he began to move and I nearly cried at the pleasurable friction. I pushed my hips back as best I could to take all that I could. I couldn't hide my moans and gasps as his large thick cock penetrated me slowly, over and over. I couldn't take it. I needed more.

"Please, Travis." I begged, arching my back as he started to increase his pace. "Please give me more. Fuck me harder!" I cried, trying to push my hips back to take more. I felt wanton, dirty, slutty, but I didn't care. I was so turned on I couldn't hold back. I didn't care about his warning and whether or not I'd be sore. I just needed to be fucked with abandon. Hard.
 
I reached from behind Chloe and found her plump breasts. I kneaded the firm flesh between my fingers,working my way towards the nipples. Fat and hard, I massaged them till milk milk dribbled freely down onto the tabletop.

"Please give me more. Fuck me harder!" she pleaded.

"Bend over," I commanded. "Grab the table edge."

Chloe did as I directed. With her hands grasping either side of the table, she bent nearly horizontal in front of it. Her great belly and her hefty breasts dangled in midair. Thick drops of milk still dripped onto the grass.

I grasped her hips with my hands, digging my fingers into her smooth flesh. Suitably braced, I pulled far out of her. I then powered into her as hard as I could.
 
I bent over a deeply as I comfortably could, grabbing the edge of the table. My breasts hung heavily, gravity pulling droplets of milk to the grass. Travis' fingers dug almost painfully into my hips as he pulled out and plunged back into me. I cried out as every inch of his cock impaled me, over and over. It was almost too much for me to handle.

My breasts swung and my belly shook from each powerful, wracking thrust. From this position, I couldn't reach around my belly to finger my clit, but I didn't need to. His cock alone was driving me closer to an intense orgasm.

"Oh God, I'm going to cum, Travis!" I cried out, as i felt the powerful waves building. A few more hard, deep strokes and I was pushed over the edge, convulsing around him, gasping out my pleasure. But he didn't stop, he continued to pound my over sensitive pussy.

I was sure I couldn't take it, it was too much. I almost yelled for him to stop, but before I could open my mouth, I was surprised to feel another orgasm building quickly. "Oh shit!" I yelled, moaning loudly as my body trembled and spasmed through another quaking orgasm, this one deeper and more powerful than the last.
 
I started pounding Chloe with deep, powerful thrusts. I found a nice rhythm that felt tremendous and proceeded to plow her relentlessly.

Chloe's moans picked up immediately. She leaned heavily against the wooden table, causing the bolted joints to creak as I heaved into her.

As she had during our first encounter, Chloe soon orgasmed. Her pussy strained against me. Her powerful muscles seemed to suck at my cock, almost wiling me to cum.

To my surprise, she had barely finished the final flutters of her first climax before she began gasping about the impending arrival of her next. Was this poor woman that sex-starved or did she just really love my cock that much?

Either way, it was a huge turn-on. It wasn't long till I felt my cock swell and strain as my own climax became imminent. With a loud, inarticulate groan, I plunged into her and let loose. Thick jets of cum fountained deep inside her. My cock fired again and again and again, till at last I was fully spent.

I think Chloe might have climaxed again (or maybe even more). Her thighs were trembling as I finished and my own legs were feeling a bit wobbly. I guided her down to the ground so that we could both rest after the intense session.
 
I lost count of how any times I came, but when he exploded inside me, the feeling of his hot cum coating my walls sent me over the edge a final time. It was almost too intense. This had never happened to me before.

Finally, he pulled out and carefully lowered me to the ground. I still shook and trembled with the aftermath of the experience. I leaned my head back against the seat, struggling to catch my breath again.

"Oh my god, Travis...how did you...no one has ever made me cum like that before." I muttered breathlessly, my hands resting on my extended stomach. Then I remembered his wife. "Oh God, Naomi will be back soon..."
 
I leaned against Chloe's backside, catching my breath. She seemed equally focused on regaining hers. We spent a few minutes that way, my cock softening slightly inside her.

Eventually I pushed back from her. My now semi-flaccid cock slipped out of her rather noisily. Chloe clasped a hand over her pussy as she settled onto her bottom. I grinned slightly; she was trying to keep all that jism inside her.

"Oh my god, Travis...how did you...no one has ever made me cum like that before."

I couldn't resist smiling triumphantly. "I enjoyed doing it, too." I glanced down at my dangling member. "If you will give me a few minutes to recover, I'll be glad to give you another round."

Chloe sat back and ran her hands over her massive belly. Just above, her milk-engorged tits loomed. I could feel the desire rising in my loins.

Chloe then sat up straight, concern writ large on her beautiful face. "Oh God, Naomi will be back soon..."

I picked up my watch. "You're right. We've got maybe 15 minutes - maybe less if she gets lucky on traffic lights."

I pondered the situation for a moment. I really wanted to fuck Chloe again, but better not to push things too far. Chloe wasn't aware just how much Naomi knew about our little affair, so best leave things as is.

"We need to get you cleaned up," I declared. "Come with me." I stood up and helped Chloe clamber to her feet. With her swollen belly, rising from a seated position floor was rather challenging.

"We don't have enough time to get you into a shower and it'd look suspicious if both of us decided to take a bath," I explained as I guided her to the shallow end of the swimming pool. "A quick dip in the pool will rinse away the evidence and the chlorine will cover the smell."

I helped Chloe down the concrete steps into the shallow end. Once she was safely in the water, I dove away and submerged to clean m. I surfaced and returned to her. "Just a quick dip will do. We'll tell Naomi that you were feeling warm, so we got in the pool so you could cool off. Since you didn't have a suit, you just wore underwear. That'll explain why you're still damp."

I grasped her upper arm as I helped her out of the water. "Now let's get you dressed. We should just have enough time before Naomi is due back."
 
The combination of my heavy belly and the fact that my legs were still weak from my strong orgasm made it a challenge to rise to my feet. But with Travis' help, I made it. We took a quick dip in the pool and though short, it was rather refreshing.

He helped me out of the pool and I reached for a towel hanging over a chair. Travis helped me dry off quickly. Though he'd just fucked me and I'd just came harder than I could ever remember, his hands on me had me going again. Just the light brush over my swollen tits had me moaning. My pussy ached to be touched and filled again.

"I can't believe you turn me on so much. I feel so insatiable." I groaned as he helped me back into my dress. I wanted to ask him to touch me, to bring me to another quick orgasm just to relieve the tension, but I heard Naomi's car pull up the drive. I quickly cleared my throat and tore myself away from Travis.
 

I managed to get us both dressed before Naomi entered. She raised a curious eyebrow as she beheld our obviously damp hair. Then she smiled broadly. "Oh, you two went swimming. What a good idea!"

Naomi reached over and patted Chloe on the arm. "I used to get so warm when I was pregnant during the summer. A dip in the pool used to be just thing to cool me off."

Naomi set me to cooking on the grill while she chatted with Chloe. I soon had the vegetables sizzling, so I went into the house for the steaks. When I returned, they were both deep into "girl talk".

Naomi paused suddenly. "Oh, Chloe, where are my manners?" She reached over and cupped Chloe's left breast. "Oh my, you are so engorged! You must positively be bursting! Well, you should milk yourself."

Naomi handed Chloe an empty glass. "Here, go right ahead. Travis has seen me do it a thousand times."
 
I tried to ignore the guilt I felt as i talked with Naomi. We had a good conversation but I couldn't help but feel like a horrible friend. I gasped lightly as she reached over to cup my full breast. It wasn't weird. Naomi had seen and touched them and my pregnant belly several times before. But despite Travis suckling them earlier, she was right. I was extremely heavy and engorged. Almost painfully so.

"Here, go right ahead. Travis has seen me do it a thousand times." She said, handing me a glass. I knew Travis had come back into the house and despite the fact that he'd seen plenty earlier, I still felt hesitant to do it in front of Naomi, to act like I didn't want him to see.

"I know. It's just...kind of a private thing, I guess..." I mutter, taking the glass from her.

I felt his eyes on me though as he walked past us with the steaks. I made a point not to look in his direction.

Finally, satisfied that he was outside, I turned my back to the door. I carefully slid the top of my dress down and pull my aching breast free. I positioned the glass and gently kneaded my flesh and swollen nipple. Milk squirted in a heavy stream into the glass. I let out a satisfied sigh of relief.

"Thank you." I said softly, as Naomi watched. I moved to do the same to the other breast, nearly filling the glass. "I can never get relief for long."
 
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