AMBER DISCOVERS LOVE

I was 17 at the time, and, like all boys of that age, I 
was driven by hormones. Getting laid was my top 
priority, and Amber glowed at the heart of the female 
universe for me. The previous year, she was just 
another scrawny eighth-grader, but everything changed 
in 12 short months: her ironing board chest became 
curvy with breasts the size and firmness of softballs, 
her legs no longer toothpicks, but shapely calves. 
Amber wore her soft, rich strawberry blonde hair cut at 
around shoulder length, and it perfectly complemented 
her wide, inviting hazel eyes. Her lips, full and red, 
begged to be kissed.

Many was the night I lay alone in my room, my hand 
moving feverishly over my raging cock, whispering 
Amber's name into the darkness, and cursing the 
situation which I thought would never change.

But our parents' twentieth anniversary coincided with a 
three-day holiday, and they decided to take a chance 
that Amber and I could take care of ourselves for a few 
days. They made reservations at a resort hotel for a 
Thursday night and would return on Tuesday morning, 
promising to call in every now and then to see how 
things were going.

"What do you think they'll be doing all that time 
without us?" Amber asked as we enjoyed pizza and a 
movie in front of the TV in the rec room that first 
night.

"Just a guess, but I think they'll try to recapture 
what made them fall in love in the first place," I 
said.

Amber nodded prettily and said, "I wonder what it's 
like to be in love."

I ran my gaze over her lovely form; even in a T-shirt 
and sweats, my baby sister was still the most alluring 
girl I had ever seen. 

"I envy the day you find out," I said.

"Have you ever been in love, Henry?"

"I thought so once. You remember Pam?"

"Uh-huh. She didn't last long. Did it feel like love?"

"Not after we broke up."

We sat in silence and watched the film for a while; 
Amber loved old musicals, and on the screen before us, 
Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers seemed to float 
magically over the dance floor. Amber, all but 
mesmerized, seemed to be putting herself in Ginger's 
place, while I could not tear my own gaze from my 
sister's soft and inviting features, lovely even in the 
TV set's cold, white glow.

An idea formed in my mind, and I said, "How about a 
date tomorrow night?"

"What?"

"Tomorrow is Mom's and Dad's anniversary," I said, "and 
they'll almost certainly go out for dinner and dancing. 
We can do that here."

"A date with my brother?" Amber seemed skeptical. "Can 
we do that?"

"Why not? I'll prepare you a nice dinner, and we can 
dance down here, just like Fred and Ginger." And then 
go to bed, I thought. "It'll be fun," I added. "It'll 
give you an idea of what to expect when you really do 
fall in love."

"Okay," she said after a moment's thought. "It'll be 
fun."

My erection didn't fade for hours. My dreams that night 
were fiercely erotic, burning with unrestrained 
incestuous lust and the following morning it was all I 
could do not to run down the hallway, crawl into 
Amber's bed, and give her the ride of her young life. 

Instead, I spent the morning, a Saturday, first 
preparing a perfect musical mix, an hour's worth for 
dinner conversation, and then about 90 minutes' worth 
for dancing. After that, a trip to the farmer's market 
for fresh ingredients. I had decided on shrimp stir-
fry; if I took nothing else from my brief relationship 
with Pam the year before, I at least knew that you 
can't go wrong with Oriental food on the first date, 
because it's  healthy, loaded with vegetables and low 
in calories, not to mention easy to prepare and not 
very time-consuming.

I also bought myself new clothes: a black polo shirt, 
khakis, black espadrilles for easy removal. I had no 
idea what Amber planned to wear; we had agreed to keep 
our distance for the day, and she was out with friends 
until dinnertime.

Carefully setting the table,  I used a tablecloth with 
a green leaf pattern to reflect the summer, new 
candles, and rather large wine glasses.  (I had two 
bottles of California chardonnay chilling in the 
refrigerator.)

The rice steamed, the shrimp as tender and succulent as 
I hoped my sister would be if I didn't chicken out. My 
heart hammered in my chest and my throat constricted 
the closer it came to 6 o'clock, our agreed-upon dinner 
time. The fantasy of making love to my sister was 
erotic and titillating; the likely reality was, at 
best, a slap in the face and days of apologizing, not 
to mention what my parents might do to me. I had plenty 
of time to call this off, but my hands shook as I lit 
the candles, and I nearly dropped the match. 

The door opened precisely on time, and in walked the 
goddess of love. Amber had chosen a tight sleeveless 
black turtleneck enhanced by a gold locket that pointed 
down towards her inviting breasts. She wore faded blue 
jeans that conformed exactly to her soft, feminine 
curves, and on her otherwise bare feet she wore only 
sandals. Gulping, my stomach tight and my throat dry, I 
had to remind myself that she was only 14 -- 14 going 
on 21.

"Wow," she said, as her eyes took in the table. "You 
really went all out for this."

"I wanted tonight to be really special, Amber. My God, 
you're beautiful."

Amber kissed me lightly on the lips, sending a powerful 
electric current from my lips right to my already 
stiffening cock. Did she suspect what I had in mind? 

As music softly filled the air, Amber settled into her 
seat as I opened a bottle of wine and poured her a 
healthy glass.

"Won't Mom and Dad know there's a bottle missing?" she 
asked.

"I called in a favor," I replied. "Nobody's driving 
tonight, right? What they don't know won't hurt us."

Amber giggled and sipped tentatively, then she took a 
stronger taste and said, "That's good."

I have no idea today what we talked about, but I do 
remember that dinner went smoothly, and that we each 
had two glasses of wine. Then, down the stairs into the 
rec room.

Amber stumbled on the stairs and said, "Maybe I 
shouldn't have had two glasses."

"Nonsense," I replied. "It'll loosen you up."

The first couple of dances were fun. I programmed a 
pair of lively numbers and twirled my beautiful baby 
sister around the room, making her laugh, and I even 
taught her the tango. (I ought to mention that I worked 
as a dance instructor that summer.) I'll never forget 
her sparkling laugh or the joyful light in her eyes as 
she moved around me, graceful as a seal in the water.

Then the music slowed, and I drew my sister close for a 
slow dance, knowing I had to be careful; I had a hot, 
glowing rail spike in my pants, and the wrong move at 
the wrong time could ruin everything, so I left just a 
little distance between Amber and me.

"Henry, this is really nice," Amber said, laying her 
young blonde head on my chest, the scent of gardenia in 
her hair and on her neck; for me, gardenia will forever 
be the aroma of passion.

I held Amber closer and then I kissed the top of her 
head. She looked at me; our eyes met and searched one 
another for clues to our feelings. Then, slowly, I 
brought my lips to hers and we shared our first real 
kiss. Amber had never been kissed that way before, and 
at first her eyes widened with surprise, but I would 
not let her break away. When the kiss faded, Amber 
looked at me, tears of wonder aglow in her wide, 
trusting eyes.

"Henry, what's happening to me?" she asked, her voice 
hoarse. "I feel so ... strange. What are you going to 
do to me?"

"This is love, sweetheart," I said. "You wanted to know 
what love feels like." Then I kissed her again. "I love 
you, Amber."

"Oh, Henry, I love you, too," Amber whispered, causing 
both my heart and my cock to leap.

This time, my beautiful sister's lips yielded more 
readily, and I flicked the inside of her mouth with the 
tip of my tongue, startling her. When we kissed again, 
though, she let me in, and our tongues danced even as 
we still swayed to the music.

Now I pulled Amber close and let her feel my heat 
radiating ever so close to her teenage virginity, and 
when we kissed this time her arms tightened around my 
neck to pull herself closer to me, and now her kiss 
blazed with ardor as, no doubt aided by the wine, 
reluctance and inhibition melted away.

We nearly fell onto the sofa. I ran the edge of my 
teeth along Amber's neck, causing her to gasp in 
surprise, and to cry out when I caressed the sides of 
her breasts with my fingertips.

"My God, Henry!" she barked.

"Come on," I said, rising. I pulled Amber to her feet 
and picked her up. She kissed all over my neck and face 
as I carried her up the stairs to my room. I had spent 
a good part of the day cleaning and making sure I had 
clean, crisp sheets in case my insane scheme actually 
got that far.

We lay down and kissed again, only now I had plenty of 
room and gave my hands free play, as Amber did the 
same. I found the snap on her jeans and popped it; 
Amber instinctively moved down the bed a little to give 
my fingers maneuvering room. Her bright hazel eyes 
fluttered as I slid my fingers into her warm, damp 
panties and found her virgin beaver.

"Henry!" she barked, but then she started moaning 
softly when I found her clit. I massaged it gently 
until she urged me to be more forceful, her face 
turning red with passion, her breath short and rasping 
almost to the point of hyperventilation. The feel of my 
sexy sister in my arms, writhing like a cat on my bed, 
her aroma, her cries, will echo in my memory to my 
dying day, especially the moment when I slipped a 
finger between her virginal pussy lips.

Amber cried out then, and her first real woman's orgasm 
washed over her teenage body. Her head mashed deep into 
my pillow, she cried my name again and again as I 
brought her to orgasm twice more before removing my 
hand.

"Jesus, Henry!" she said. "Did you do this with Pam?"

"I tried to."

"My God!"

"Lift your ass, sis."

I removed Amber's jeans, then her panties while she 
peeled away her turtleneck and bra, leaving only the 
locket. My clothing soon joined hers in an unruly pile 
on the floor, and now we each had our first look at the 
other, not as brother and sister, but as lovers and 
explorers of unknown physical and emotional territory, 
for nothing would ever be the same again after that 
night.

"Henry, you're huge!" Amber cried.

"Amber, you don't know how long I've wanted this," I 
told her. "You're my world, my dream."

With that, I molded my hand over her breast, reveling 
in its soft, creamy skin, and tight red nipples, as 
hard as cherry pits and, as I immediately discovered, 
as flavorful. Again my sister cried out as I showed her 
what teeth and tongue can do, but she gently pushed me 
onto my back after a moment.

"Let me play with you," she whispered, gently touching 
my cock, seven red inches of solid incestuous desire.

Now I gave myself over entirely to my sister's kisses 
and caresses as natural lust took over; though only 14, 
she had a natural gift for the erotic, and it was my 
turn to call her name when her teeth sank into my neck, 
her tongue turning my nipples into erotic electrodes, 
making my cock jump in her soft hand, which was 
stroking my length gently even as my soft, naked sister 
nibbled my upper body, kissing her way back up to my 
face. 

As our lips and tongues joined once more, Amber eased 
her body underneath mine, her thighs parting, a strong 
aroma of musk between us, redolent with invitation. 
When the kiss broke, I raised myself on my arms to gaze 
on the eager, panting goddess on the bed. My cockhead 
could not have been an inch from Amber's hot pussy, the 
heat between us all but crackling.

"What are you waiting for?" Amber said. "You've got to 
put it in!"

"This is your first time, so it could hurt," I said.

"I don't care!"

Slowly, I pushed my hot, pulsing knob of flesh into my 
sister's sopping snatch, savoring her cries and moans, 
the sensations that spun around my prick like a million 
bolts of lightning, pausing only when I reached Amber's 
hymen. Impatient, she suddenly bucked underneath me, 
tearing the flimsy membrane and drawing me all the way 
in, crying out as the blood ran in little red rills 
down the rounded globes of her ass.

I didn't move for a moment, giving Amber a chance to 
get used to the feel of me inside her. Then, kissing 
her gently, I rocked my hips in and out, building a 
smooth rhythm and taking care to give my sweet, 
beautiful baby sister an orgasm she could never, ever 
forget.

"Do it, Henry! Do it to me!" Amber cried, and, as her 
face tightened with pending release I finally abandoned 
all control, driving my cock in and out of her with all 
the force I could muster, making Amber's every nerve 
ending crackle.

"Ah! Ah!" she cried. "Henry! Coming--"

This time Amber's entire body thrashed underneath mine 
and I could hold back no longer. Jet after jet of sperm 
erupted through my pistoning prick, and we howled each 
other's names as passion washed over us like foamy 
storm waves at high tide. 

Gradually, our passion subsided and we kissed and 
caressed each other softly as our bodies, glistening 
now with sweat and each other's juices, disengaged, and 
we lay in one another's arms, gazing with love and 
adoration.

"Girls aren't supposed to do that with their brothers," 
Amber said at last, "but I'm so happy I did."

"I've wanted to make love to you for the longest time," 
I told her. "You're so lovely, Amber."

"What do we do now? Mom and Dad will kill us of they 
find out."

"Do you want to do this again, baby sister?"

"Ooohhh," she replied, suddenly realizing the forbidden 
thrill. "You know I do."

"They won't be back until Tuesday," I said. "We have at 
least that much time. And there's so much I want to do 
with you."

Amber kissed me, and I felt her slender fingers close 
around my growing cock. That night, we made love four 
more times.

We spent the rest of the summer sneaking off whenever 
we could and we had the kind of endless animal sex 
that's really only possible when you're that age. 
Looking back, I am astonished we were never caught.

Over the years our lives naturally diverged, but we 
always manage to find at least one weekend a year where 
we can lock the door, pull down the covers, and love 
one another as brothers and sisters so rarely can.

CRUISING FOR LOVE

My husband Dan encouraged me to tell him stories about 
seducing and then screwing other men. I made up 
situations where I picked up strangers and let them 
have their way with me. Dan got really excited and 
sometimes had an orgasm when I got to the part where 
this fictional guy put his dick in me. 

When Dan asked me to spice up the stories to include 
letting him watch me fuck these fictional guys, I did 
that for him too. I told him a story where we were at a 
bar and met a guy that we invited to out Hotel room. 
The gist of the story was that I let this guy fuck me 
with Dan watching. 

Dan liked hearing that so much that he escalated his 
fantasy further by telling me he actually wanted to 
watch me do it for real. I gave it serious thought. I 
love sex and the more I thought about having a new sex 
partner, the more exciting the idea felt to me. When I 
told him one day that I would do it, we both agreed 
that it would be a bad idea to involve someone we knew. 
I suggested that we go on a cruise to find people that 
we would never see again.

On our next cruise Dan took me to a late night bar to 
watch me pick out someone. I took my wedding ring off 
and with Dan watching from across the room, I sat next 
to Kyle at the bar. It didn't take Kyle long to start 
hitting on me. I danced with him and made up my mind 
that he was the one. During a slow dance, I whispered 
in his ear that I thought he was sexy and cute. It was 
a classic take off of a previous story I had made up 
for Dan. When Kyle put his hand on my breast, I began 
kissing him which was the signal to Dan that Kyle was 
the one. I then saw Dan leave to go back our cabin. The 
plan was that Dan would remain hidden on our outside 
patio while being able to see inside through an opening 
in the drapes. 

When Kyle asked me to go back to his cabin with him, I 
told him that I would rather go to my cabin, which we 
did. When we got to my cabin and I realized that Kyle 
and I were finally alone, my knees went weak with the 
anticipation of fucking him. As I gazed at his handsome 
face and knowing he was about to fuck me, made me feel 
a deep primitive urge building up inside of me. I was 
there to satisfy the growing urge of wanting to fuck 
and to be fucked.  

When Kyle stepped towards me, put his arms around me 
and kissed me, I kissed him back. I barely even thought 
about Dan who I knew was watching us through that open 
edge of the drapes. I did however listen to my loins 
that were yearning for Kyle to be inside of me. Kyle 
whispered that he needed to have sex with me. Hearing 
him say that made my body flush with desire. 

With out warning, he bent me over the back of a chair 
and I helped him do it. He lifted my dress, pulled my 
panties down and off, spread my legs, mounted me from 
behind and fucked me standing up. I stayed like that 
wiggling and waggling my pussy around the biggest dick 
I had ever had inside of me. He was at the time 
reaching forward and feeling my tits, while mumbling, 
'God, you're a tight fuck.' 

Just as an orgasm was building inside of me, he quickly 
dumped his seed in my pussy. When he was done, I told 
him that I was on the verge of an orgasm and needed him 
to finish the job. I took his hand and pulled him to 
the bed and pleaded for him to keep fucking me.  

He then pushed me onto the bed and instantaneously I 
had my dress off and he was quickly naked too. While 
kissing me he lay on my naked body while I was jacking 
off his dick. When I could feel his cock growing again 
in desire, I spread my legs wide apart. He then slid 
his big hardness into my waiting wetness. As he fucked 
me, he was holding himself up on one arm, squeezing my 
tits with his free hand and looking down at me telling 
me how beautiful I was. 

When I rapidly began to spasm in a rolling surge of 
orgasms, his intense fucking movements kept that wave 
of pleasure pulsing through my body for what seemed to 
be forever. I was moaning, screaming and begging for 
him to fuck me harder and faster. He kissed me, fondled 
my tits, told me that he wanted to fuck me forever and 
that I was the best fuck he ever had. I was staring 
into his eyes when I told him that I would be in love 
with him forever. When he grunted that he was coming 
again and I felt the slipperiness when he did, I kept 
fucking him. When he tried to pull out, I pleaded for 
him to not stop. 

'Please keep fucking me,' I demanded as waves and waves 
of orgasms flooded my body. In between his kissing me 
and sucking on my nipples, I told him that I felt I was 
in heaven.
   
Later when I became somewhat quiet, Kyle pulled out of 
me and we lay side by side whispering to each other for 
about an hour. He told me he was 22 years old and from 
California. I told him I was 27, which I am, and that 
he was the best lover I ever had.  

When Kyle said that he was going to leave and got up to 
get dressed, I stood up next to him, began deeply 
kissing him and took his limp dick in my hand. I said I 
wanted him to fuck me one more time. I told him I 
wasn't done yet. I begged for more. I then dropped to 
my knees in front of him and began sucking his dick and 
bobbing my head back and forth on it. He gave up trying 
to leave and as his dick began to grow big again, I 
pushed him onto the bed and continued sucking on it 
until it was hard again. His fully hard dick was so big 
I couldn't get it all into my mouth. 

I then sat on top of him and started fucking him like a 
cowgirl riding on a bucking horse. My desire increased 
to such a fury that I immediately began having intense 
orgasms again. Once I started coming, he let me fuck 
him for the longest time. He let me do what ever I 
wanted. I moved the way I wanted. I sat on his face 
while sucking his dick and licking his balls. I put him 
on top and fucked him the way I wanted and created 
orgasms the way I wanted. All the while, I let me fuck 
me anyway he wanted as well.

When Kyle announced that he was coming again, I was on 
top sitting on his dick and I let him come inside of me 
for the third time.  

When Kyle left, I went out on the patio where Dan was 
smoking a cigar, drinking wine and staring out at the 
passing ocean.

Not knowing what to expect from Dan, I nervously 
approached him and asked if he saw any of the action. 
He told me that he saw everything and that it was so 
good that he had had two orgasms. I took him inside and 
we got on the bed that I had just fucked Kyle on. 

As he relived and told me about the parts he saw and 
liked best, I was sucking on his dick to get him hard. 
When he was ready to come, he told me he wanted to 
watch me fuck Kyle again. When I said I would, he 
instantly came in my mouth. 

I fucked Kyle two more times on that cruise with Dan 
watching everything we did. As soon as we got back from 
this cruise, Dan asked me to book another cruise.

A MOTHER'S LOVE

My 10 year old step-son, Thomas, was recently diagnosed 
with a hormonal imbalance problem that caused him to 
have painful erections. He was ashamed to mention his 
discomfort to anyone but finally confided in his mother 
what was happening to him. He said that he would get 
hard for days and it became painful. 

His mother (my wife, Glena) finally took him to the 
pediatrician. The doctor gave a prescription to help 
alleviate the pain, but did not do much to suppress his 
raging erections. He also mentioned to Glenda after the 
examination, that Thomas had an unusually large penis 
for his age, probably a symptom of the disorder. 

Thomas's problem still persisted and they decided to 
get a second opinion from a general practitioner. This 
doctor actually recommended masturbation as a remedy. 
His mother, (my wife, Glenda) was a little perplexed on 
how to explain to Thomas how to "masturbate." She asked 
me to explain it to him but I was still a newcomer in 
his life (1 year married) and told her that Thomas 
would be more comfortable with her explaining it to 
him. She finally agreed. 

One night after Thomas had gone to his room for the 
night, Glenda went down to his room and tapped on the 
door. I couldn't help but to spy tip toe down the hall 
and listen in on the conversation to see how she 
handled the situation.

Glenda spoke softly and shyly to her son as she tried 
explaining to him what the doctor prescribed. She asked 
if he was still having "problems," and he said "yeah, 
it's starting to hurt again and I don't like taking 
that medicine! It makes me nauseous! His mother said 
that the doctor recommended something called 
"masturbation." "Do you know what that means?" said 
Glenda. 

"Um, no what does it mean mom?" replied Tom. 

"Well, I wish your dad were here to tell you this, so 
I'll do my best... Um, you take your penis, and you rub 
it up and down, oh dear." She was struggling to finish 
the explaination. "Well, you have to rub it up and down 
for a while and you start to feel a little dizzy, and 
then you... um." She had to pause in embarrassment, 
"well, you'll feel a little funny and you will 
ejaculate." 

"What does ejaculate mean?" said Thomas.

"Well, white stuff will come out of the end of our 
penis, it's kinda like shampoo or lotion. You'll have 
to clean it up with a towel, but then you shouldn't be 
as hard, at least for a while. Maybe it'll help you to 
sleep."

"I'll try anything now," replied Thomas. "I'll leave 
you alone so you can try it," said Glenda and then she 
left.

Glenda came back to the room somewhat upset. "Well, I 
did it, I just told my own son how to 'masturbate'." I 
tried to comfort her, but she had trouble sleeping that 
night.

The next night just before Thomas went to bed, he 
confided in his mother that he had tried masturbating, 
but it didn't work. He never could get anything to come 
out of his penis. Glenda shared this information with 
me as we were climbing into bed. I put down my book and 
said "I really don't know what to tell you, maybe you 
could explain it to him again, maybe give him some baby 
oil." She agreed and went to the bathroom to get him 
the oil. 

I was transfixed on the door as she went back to 
Thomas's room to try to help him out.

"Here son," she said, "use a little of this while you 
masturbate tonight." "I don't think that will help much 
mom," said Thomas. "Mom, can you show me what to do?" 

Glenda paused and said, I suppose I could. With that, 
Thomas pulled the covers off and he only had on his 
briefs. His erection was making a huge tent, it was 
absurd to see something that large on a 10 year old 
boy. Glenda gasped as Thomas pulled off his underwear. 
Thomas's cock was about 10 inches long and as big 
around as my wrist! It was bobbing with his heartbeat 
and had a huge head. Glenda was transfixed at the size 
of it. "Oh my!" she said to herself. 

Glenda cleared her throat, "Well, show me how you've 
been doing it." Thomas wrapped his little hand around 
the shaft of his huge member and began stoking it with 
short strokes near the bottom. "See, it's not doing 
anything." 

"Maybe you should go all the way up and down, maybe a 
little slower" said his mom. She was entranced with his 
penis. His balls were proportionately large as well. 
She caught herself reaching towards him but suddenly 
jerked her hand back. She always loved giving me hand 
jobs and blow jobs and she was probably a little lost 
in the moment.

"No mom, you can show me, will you try to help me? I'll 
do anything! I've got to get this to stop!" 

Glenda shyly reached out and grasped his penis. "Are 
you sure you're ok with this, son?" she asked. 

"Yes mom, that feels better than my own hand. Your 
hands are so soft and warm compared to mine." He 
suddenly relaxed and slumped back into his pillow 
watching his mother slowly stroke him.

"You know what, you should think of a naked woman. That 
would help you to ejaculate," said Glenda.

"I don't know mom, I think this might be working," as 
he breathed a little heavier. He closed his eyes and 
Glenda scooted closer so that she could stoke his penis 
harder and faster. This went on for about 5 minutes and 
then Glenda started to get a little sore.

"Son, you really ought to try to think of a naked 
woman, this is what your penis is for," she said.

"What do you mean, mom?" 

"Well son, your penis is made to go inside a woman's 
vagina and it's to help her get pregnant and make a 
baby," Glenda said. She was obviously becoming more 
comfortable with the situation. "If you pretend you're 
putting this into a woman's vagina, maybe you can 
ejaculate."

"Ok, I'll try. I haven't seen very many naked women, 
only in pictures really," Thomas said.

It still wasn't working and Glenda was reluctant to 
give up. "Well, I've got one more thing I guess I could 
try, but I'm not sure if I should do this." Glenda was 
squirming around. Her nipples were protruding through 
her nightgown, it was obvious that her son was actually 
having an effect on her.

"Mom, I don't mind, whatever it is I'm just glad you're 
trying to help me." 

With that being said, Glenda bent over and took 
Thomas's huge cock in her mouth. She licked and sucked 
on it slowly, obviously enjoying what she was doing. 
One of her breasts slipped out of her nightgown and her 
erect nipple moved against Thomas's thigh. She was soon 
bobbing up and down on Thomas's huge dick, getting only 
about half of it in her mouth.

Thomas relaxed and laid back in the bed breathing 
heavily. "Mom, that feels really good, please don't 
stop!." She obliged him and continued giving her son 
his first blow job. She began using her hands to stoke 
the lower half of his prick while she continued sucking 
on his huge cockhead.

Thomas began breathing quickly and thrusting his 
pelvis. She was murmuring as he swelled and became 
closer to ejaculating. "Oh mom!" He suddenly grunted 
and heaved his pelvis up and flooded his mother's mouth 
with his cum. She gulped and slurped and continued to 
bob up and down on his huge rod. She was stroking it 
with her delicate hand, it was a most erotic sight.

Glenda swallowed all of his come and Thomas's orgasm 
began to subside. "Mom, that feels better, that was 
soooo weird! I'm dizzy or something. I felt something 
come out, was that the white stuff?"

"Yes," his mother said. "That was your cum, I mean, 
your semen. I swallowed it so we wouldn't make a mess." 
She was obviously still a little shook up. "Do you feel 
better now?"

"Yes," he looked down and his penis was a little 
softer, only about half erect. "I think... I think I 
feel much better now. Thanks mom."

She got up, closed her gown up and tried to regain her 
composure as she left the room. I had made it back down 
the hall and was in bed reading my book, as usual.

She came in and slid in bed next to me. I could tell 
she was very aroused as she started to play with my 
cock. She didn't say anything about what happened, but 
she climbed on top of me and rode me hard. She must 
have had about 3 orgasms before I blew my load into 
her.

The very next night, Thomas came into our bedroom and 
whispered something into his mother's ear. He was 
sporting another one of his erections. 

"Excuse me darling," she said. I'll be back in a few 
minutes. I tiptoed down the hall and looked in through 
the partially closed door. She was already giving 
Thomas another one of his mind numbing blow jobs. She 
was not shy at all about it and even started to grind 
her crotch onto his leg, quite unintentionally.

She continued this routine for a few weeks and never 
mentioned what she was doing to Thomas around me. She 
would even go to his room without him asking for "help" 
anymore. I would occasionally go and watch if they left 
the door cracked. She would almost always come back to 
the bedroom and immediately fuck my brains out.

One night she came back smelling like semen, I'm sure I 
saw some matted in her hair and on her night gown. I 
hadn't been watching, but she obviously hadn't caught 
it all with her mouth that time.

About a month went by and I had snuck down to the hall 
to watch, as usual, but this time something unusual was 
happening. She had let her top fall down while she was 
giving him his nightly blow job. She would stop from 
time to time and look up at him smiling. He was smiling 
back at her and played with her hair. There was a lot 
of eye contact between them. She was going very slowly 
and it seemed that she was trying to make him last 
longer. Her nipples were hard as rocks and she grinded 
her pelvis into his ankle. 

She reached down with one of her hands and massaged her 
breast and pinched her nipple! I was extremely aroused 
watching her show off to her son. She was quite late 
coming back to the room, but as usual she fucked my 
brains out and had multiple orgasms.

The very next night as I tiptoed down the hall for my 
little show, I noticed that she was breathing heavily. 
I peered into the dimly lit room and saw Thomas 
straddling his mother with his huge cock between her 
breasts! She was mashing her breasts together and would 
suck on the end of his dick as he thrust it between her 
mounds! I had to take out my own 6" dick and relieve 
some of my own stress there in the hall!" 

When he finally came, he sprayed cum all over her face 
and got her in the eye. They giggled and hushed each 
other so that I wouldn't hear. She went to the bathroom 
and washed up before she came to bed, but I could still 
smell the semen on her.

I didn't want to ruin my little nightly freak show by 
asking her what she was doing in her son's room, but 
she revealed that she would go in there to watch him, 
just to make sure he was doing it every night. "That's 
what the doctor prescribed, isn't it," she said. Little 
did she know that I watched blow her son almost every 
night.

Over the course of the next week I noticed that she was 
trying slightly different positions and with Thomas, 
she seemed to enjoy watching him blow his huge wad all 
over himself or on her face and tits. She even began 
going completely naked except for her panties. Thomas 
was very comfortable and would often massage her 
breasts and even began sucking on her nipples after he 
came on her. 

Things got more and more erotic as the weeks went by, 
Glenda would usually take her gown off as soon as she 
entered the room. On one particular night, Thomas was 
lying on his back as she climbed into his bed. She 
slung her leg over him and pressed her panty covered 
pussy against his massive cock. She began dry humping 
him as she raked her hands across his chest. 

"Mom! You're all wet down there, your panties are 
soaked!" 

"I know son, that's what women do sometimes when 
they're being touched down there."

"Why?" Thomas replied.

"It helps when I want to get a penis in my, it helps it 
slide in easily."

"Well it sure feels good mom, I've never seen you 
completely naked, could you take off your panties?"

"Well, I don't know, you really shouldn't see your mom 
all the way naked like that" Glenda replied. She paused 
and said, "well, I don't guess it would hurt, I've seen 
you naked and I've given you blow jobs for 3 months 
now."

She got up and peeled off her wet cotton panties. 
"Well, what do you think?" She said.

"Mom, you look great! You are very pretty naked," he 
said.

She got right back on top of him and started to grind 
on his cock which looked more massive than ever. Pre-
cum was oozing out the tip. He stretched out and closed 
his eyes. He grabbed onto her hips and it seemed like 
he was trying to get his cock inside his mother. 

She sensed what was happening, "Whoa there little man, 
we can't go there!" She smiled and backed off of him 
enough to wrap her dainty hands around his monster 
cock. She stroked him quickly and he erupted like a 
fountain all over his chest.

"Mom, that felt amazing, I hope you do that again 
soon!" She was a little taken in over what had just 
happened. "Well, maybe, but we need to be more 
careful."

She didn't go in there the next night. She seemed a 
little quiet for the next couple of days. 

I came home from work a few days later and found a few 
bags of groceries in the kitchen that hadn't been put 
away. I noticed a little red box in one of the bags. It 
was a box of condoms! Knowing that I had a vascectomy, 
I quickly thought of the prospect of her wanting to 
have SEX with Thomas! My head was swimming with erotic 
images and the possibility of what might happen. I 
couldn't wait to see what was going to transpire 
tonight.

When the time came for our nightly routine, I watched 
her leave the bedroom to go "check" on Thomas. When I 
crept down the hall, I heard Glenda whispering quietly 
by his bedside as she rubbed his leg and his erection 
through his underwear. Thomas looked surprised as she 
opened up a condom, pulled down his underwear and began 
rolling it onto her son's penis. 

The condom was obviously stretched to the limit as he 
looked down at his covered penis. She quickly undressed 
and laid down in the bed next to Thomas. Thomas got up 
on all fours and hovered over his mothers naked body. 
He looked up at her and then down at his cock. Glenda 
reached down and rubbed the tip of his dick up and down 
her swollen pussy as she wrapped her legs around his 
little body. 

She finally guided his huge cock into her pussy and 
closed her eyes sighing as he began impaling her with 
the head of his dick. He got all the way inside her and 
instinctively began thrusting very quickly. He didn't 
last but about 20 seconds inside his mother's pussy. 
Glenda was having orgasms almost as soon as he had put 
it in her. It was all she could do to keep quiet as he 
fucked her. I didn't last much longer than Thomas while 
watching this erotic event. I came all over the floor 
and I had hardly touched myself!

Thomas dismounted and looked at the cum filled balloon 
at the end of his cock. "What would happen if I didn't 
wear this?" he asked his mother. 

"You might get me pregnant," she replied. 

"But you're my mother, I couldn't get YOU pregnant."

"Oh yes you could, you're probably already making 
sperm, and sperm "will" get me pregnant, no matter who 
it comes from," his mother told him.

I scurried back hoping that she wouldn't notice the 
puddle of cum on the carpet. She came back to the 
bedroom soon after, but she wasn't much in the mood for 
sex. She went straight to sleep. I didn't push the 
issue, I was rather drained myself. She still wasn't 
aware that I had been watching them.

This continued on and she got braver and braver. They 
were fucking in about 3 different positions and 
occasionally he would service her twice.

One evening came when they had carelessly run out of 
condoms. She told him that he was only getting a blow 
job that night because they were out of rubbers. He 
looked disappointed. He fondled her through her gown as 
she proceeded with the blowjob. He was very unsatisfied 
and kept reaching down and pulling on her breasts and 
nipples. She moved around a little so he could reach 
under her thigh and stroke her pussy. "Mom, you're so 
wet! Mom, couldn't I do it a little? I really like 
fucking you mom."

She continued sucking his cock without any comment. He 
pleaded again. 

She stood up and quickly removed her panties and sat 
back down the way she was. As she sucked and stroked 
his cock, he again reached under her and played with 
her pussy. She groaned and moved around obviously 
wishing she could fuck her son tonight.

"Mom, couldn't I just pull out when I shoot my sperm? I 
won't make you pregnant, I promise." 

She continued to pretend she didn't hear but her 
resistance was falling away. His hands began roaming 
her beautiful body and he suckled on the breast that 
hung near his face.

She couldn't take it any longer. She took off her gown 
and laid down on the bed next to Thomas.

"Promise me. Promise you'll pull out early enough so 
that you don't cum in me." 

"I will mom, I've just got to fuck you." I was 
surprised at his newfound terminology for 'sex'!

He mounted her quickly and began slamming into her. 
"Mom! This feels SOOOOO much better without a condom!"

"I know," she groaned, "it feels really good, please 
don't stop!"

He continued pounding away until it was obvious he was 
about to come. He humped his mother faster and faster 
and then grabbed her ass and slammed his pelvis into 
her pussy. He suddenly remembered what he had promised 
and pulled out, but it was too late. He had already 
shot the first several spurts of his cum into his 
mother's pussy. He continued pumping his cum all over 
her neatly trimmed brunette pussy and onto her tummy. 
I've never seen anybody cum so hard even in a porn 
movie! 

Glenda moved her hips around and quickly guided him 
back into her. "It's okay," she whispered into his ear. 
Thomas continued pumping rope after rope of his semen 
into his mother. He soon collapsed on top of her.

Fortunately, Glenda's period showed up the next week 
and she was not pregnant. She exclaimed one morning 
when she got up to go the restroom that she had her 
period and then remembered that I didn't know about her 
little lifestyle.

The sex resumed between her and Thomas as the months 
went by. Sometimes they would use a condom, sometimes 
they wouldn't. I don't think Thomas was having problems 
with his erections anymore, but she would go anyway. 
She had mentioned to him one night while they were 
fucking that "he must not be old enough to make sperm 
yet." 

I never had anything to complain about because I was 
getting plenty of "sloppy seconds." If she hadn't used 
a condom on a particular night, she would avoid sex 
because she wouldn't want me to suspect anything from 
her cum-filled pussy. 

Soon after he had turned 13 things came crashing down 
around them. Thomas had managed to impregnate his 
mother.

A MATTER OF LOVE

The old farm house sat on top of a hill secluded from 
the nearest road about a half mile away. The old 
winding dirt driveway was lined with mature oak trees 
that were planted more than one hundred and fifty years 
ago.

It had been a farm a long time ago and now it was home 
to George and his wife Lisa. They had moved to the old 
house two years ago when they won a huge lottery. 
George took an early retirement from his job after 
twenty years and never looked back.

He considered himself lucky at forty-five and married 
to such a beautiful woman like Lisa. Lisa was only 
thirty-two and George met her straight out of college. 
She worked at the insurance company he was working at 
when they met. It was love at first sight and that was 
nine years ago.

The old house was huge and once belonged to a 
plantation owner in its time. There were several other 
building around the home, including barns and another 
house that at one time was the building that housed the 
slaves. The nearest neighbors were more than two miles 
away. 

George had that old building had been converted and 
totally modernized for use as the caretakers home. 
Ironically it was the home of their only employee named 
Jeb. Jeb was a middle aged single black man that came 
to work for them soon after they moved into the house. 

Jeb was a very special man. He not only was built big 
and strong but was strong as a horse. Jeb was handy 
doing most anything but lacked any kind of former 
education. His family was poor and he grew up working 
on a farm picking fruit when he was young.

Jeb had been very grateful to the Stone's. George 
admired Jeb very much and treated him like his older 
brother. Lisa had taken time with Jeb and taught him 
how to read. It was only at a second grade level but 
Jeb was a proud man and appreciated everything the 
Stone's did for him.

It was a typical sunny day at the plantation house and 
when a car would pull up the long tree-lined driveway, 
everyone would hear the sound of the engine and tires 
as it made its way back toward the house.

"Mrs. Stone. We have company! Someone is here in a big 
black car."

"Thank you Jeb. Did you see who was driving?"

"No Ma'am, the windows were dark and I couldn't get a 
look inside for nothing!"

Lisa stood in the doorway watching three men walking up 
toward the house. She turned to Jeb.

"Jeb, Can you go and get Mr. Stone and tell him we have 
guests?"

"Yes. Ma'am. I'll go fetch him right now for you. Yes 
Ma'am. I'll go get him."

Lisa smiled at Jeb as he hurried out the back door to 
get George who was working in one of the barns out 
back.

Lisa smiled as they men walked up onto the front porch.

"Hello. Are you Mrs. George Stone?"

"Yes. I'm George's wife, Lisa Stone. How can I help 
you?"

"Uh, Mrs. Stone, we would like to speak to your husband 
if we may?"

"Yes. Please come in and sit down. I have someone 
getting George right now. He's in the barn working. Is 
there something that I can help you with?"

"No. This is a matter we have to discuss with your 
husband."

Jeb walked into the room followed by George who was 
looking nervously at the men wondering what was going 
on. They were all dressed in black suits and appeared 
as if they were there to speak about something 
important.

"Mr. Stone?"

"Yes. How can I help you?"

One of the men stood and pulled out a badge and flashed 
it at George. He was from the CIA.

"Uh, Mr. Stone, is there somewhere we can talk with you 
and your wife?"

The man was starring at Jeb as he asked that question. 

"Yes. Please wait a moment. Um. Jeb. I started working 
on changing that oil in the tractor engine. Can you go 
out and make sure its finished draining for me while we 
talk to these men?"

"Yes. Mr. Stone. I'll do that right now."

George motioned to the men to follow him and Lisa out 
into the dinning room where they all sat down. One of 
the men opened a brief case and began taking out papers 
and photographs and laying them on the table.

"Mr. Stone. Do you recognize any of these men?"

George glanced at the phonographs and sorted out the 
people he knew.

"I recognize these two men but the others I don't 
know."

Lisa had a worried expression on her face and looked at 
George. "Honey. What's this all about? Who are these 
men in the pictures?"

George glanced at the man who took out the photographs 
and looked at his wife. "Honey. These men were from the 
middle east who bought from our firm when I worked in 
our nuclear department a few years ago."

"George. What's this got to do with you now? What do 
they want?"

The man who opened the brief case shuffled a few papers 
around and looked at Lisa as he replied.

"Your husband was involved with a sting operation for 
the government about five years ago where we sent a 
bunch of these fellows to prison for trying to aid 
terrorists. We have good reason to belief that they 
traced down your husband and anyone involved at his 
former employer and have sent out a hit squad."

"Oh my God! George! What do we do? Why are you people 
here? My husband no longer works for any of those 
people now? Why don't you just leave us alone?"

"Uh, Mrs. Stone, I wish it was that easy but you see. 
We come here to warn your husband and to protect you 
both from becoming victims."

Lisa put her hands over her mouth and looked at George. 
George held out his hand to try and comfort Lisa. The 
men spent the next hour explaining all of the 
circumstances and finally told them what they would 
have to do.

The man explained that George would have to take 
another identity and move to a secret location in South 
America. George and Lisa, just sat listening and the 
next proposal put the icing on the cake.

"Mr. And Mrs. Stone, I'm afraid to tell you this but we 
are going to have to change your marital status. We are 
going to change your marriage records to appear as if 
you have been divorced for three years."

Lisa freaked out. "No. We can't do this! This is wrong! 
Why can't you protect us the way things are now?"

George tried to calm her down. "Honey. Let's listen to 
what they have to say."

The man began explaining what they had to do next.

"We're going to have these papers drawn up today and 
get them into the system by this afternoon."

Lisa began to cry and held George's hand as they 
listened.

"We're going to completely change your husband's 
identity and have it appear as if he died soon after 
your divorce in an auto accident. We understand you 
have taken a man in at your home?"

George replied, "Yes. That's Jeb. He adopted us as his 
family and works here at the farm as a hired hand."

"So, he is someone that you can trust and you say he is 
like a part of your family?"

"Yes. Jeb doesn't have any family of his own any longer 
and my wife and we are very close to him since he came 
to live with us."

George laughed as he tried to ease the tense situation. 
"Jeb is like having a big guard dog at the house. He's 
big and strong and keeps a very close eye on what goes 
on around here."

The man looked at George and turned to the other two 
men before he replied to George's last remark. "Good. 
We have an idea that we would like to implement that 
will help us protect your wife, should these men find 
out where you were living."

George waited as the man hesitated before telling him 
the idea.

"We feel that if we had a record of your wife 
remarrying that these men wouldn't even bother staying 
around here should they come this far."

Lisa was nervous. "What are you saying?"

"I'm saying that we could have a mock ceremony and have 
a legal document that your wife would be married to 
your hired hand."

Lisa started to panic as she shook her head back and 
forth in disagreement. "No. We can't do this. 
Everything that you told us here to tell us, we're not 
doing."

George took hold of Lisa's hand. "Honey. Calm down. 
These men are only trying to help and protect us. It's 
only for a short time on paper. Let's listen to them."

Lisa was crying as George tried to calm her down. 
George looked at the man saying. "Tell me how long 
would we have to do this for?"

"We think we can capture these men soon but we might 
have to keep you hidden for a year or more."

George hugged Lisa as the men began getting the forms 
signed. She was too upset to even read what she was 
signing. When the last copy was signed, the man placed 
them inside his brief case and looked at Lisa who was 
still crying as Jeb walked into the room.

"Mrs. Stone. Are you all right?"

Lisa tried to smile at Jeb as he walked up behind the 
couple and looked over at the three men.

"Jeb. I'm OK. Thank you for asking."

George looked at the man and asked, "When do I have to 
go into hiding?"

"You're going to have to come with us right now. We 
have to get everything into the computer system as fast 
as we can so we don't have much time."

Lisa started crying and yelling, "No. George. You can't 
leave now. Tell them you can't leave today. Do 
something. Tell them you can't leave today. Please!"

Lisa was hysterical as George tried to calm her down. 
They finally got her settled down enough so George 
could gather as many of his personal things as he could 
and got them packed. Jeb was confused as he watched 
George and Lisa kissing and hugging and saying goodbye. 

Lisa stood on the porch and waived at her husband until 
the car drove out of sight. She walked back into the 
house with Jeb and sat down crying at the dinning room 
table.

"What's wrong? Mrs. Stone. Why did those men take Mr. 
Stone away in that car? Did he do something wrong?"

Lisa tried to stop crying long enough to answer, "It's 
all right. Jeb. I'll explain everything to you later. 
I'm too upset to talk right now."

Lisa was too upset to eat or speak about anything that 
night and went to bed crying, thinking about her 
husband.

Jeb saw the documents on the dinning room table and sat 
down and tried to read as much as he could. They had 
given Lisa a real marriage certificate with her name 
and Jeb's name printed on it. Jeb could read enough 
that startled him and made him so upset. He copied a 
few words he didn't understand and went back to his 
living quarters and used a dictionary to look up a few 
words he didn't understand.

Lisa had taught him how to use the dictionary she 
bought him on his last birthday. Jeb was able to 
determine that the document was a marriage certificate 
and stated that he and Lisa were husband and wife. 

Jeb didn't sleep much that night trying to figure out 
why the marriage certificate mentioned his name with 
Mrs. Stone. He worried about the men that came and took 
Mr. Stone.

Lisa couldn't sleep much that night. She had fallen 
asleep after hours of thinking about George. It was the 
most miserable night she ever had without her husband. 
Jeb walked into the back door as Lisa was preparing 
coffee and breakfast. Jeb took his hat off and sat at 
the kitchen table starring at Mrs. Stone as she placed 
a cup down in front of him.

"Mrs. Stone, I read some of those papers on the table 
last night and I laid awake trying to understand why 
those men took Mr. Stone."

Lisa tried to smile as she cracked eggs against the 
frying pan on the stove. She continued cooking while 
she tried to answer Jeb's question. She explained 
everything about George's old job and why they had to 
hide him. Jeb wasn't stupid, just uneducated and 
understood that Mr. Stone was taken away because they 
were hiding him.

Jeb finished eating his breakfast as he listened to 
Mrs. Stone. Talk about how she missed George. He felt 
sorry for her and compassionate and finally got around 
to ask Lisa about the marriage certificate. 

"Mrs. Stone. That paper I read said that you and I are 
husband and wife. Is that something to do with Mr. 
Stone missing? Do I have to take over the duties around 
the farm as your husband now?"

"Jeb. Let me explain about that certificate."

"Mrs. Stone, I'll make a good husband to you. I'll work 
hard and take care of you. No sir. I won't let anyone 
hurt you. You'll see. I'll take care of you from now 
on."

Lisa smiled as she held back tears as she thought about 
George. "Jeb, I really appreciate that very much."

Lisa began to explain the situation but Jeb's sincerity 
about taking care of her caused her too decided there 
wasn't any need to complicate his mind any further. 
Lisa knew Jeb would continue taking care of the farm 
while George was gone and she felt security and 
protection having him there. 

In Jeb's mind, he was temporarily taking George's place 
as Lisa's husband and legally he actually was her 
husband but she thought he'd be confused if she 
mentioned any more about it. It didn't matter to her. 
She just felt relieved that he was there.

Jeb got up from the table and went about his chores 
outside. Lisa packed away the remaining things of 
George's and put them up in the attic as the men 
suggested.

Lisa spent all day arranging things and hiding 
everything that belonged to George until she sat 
exhausted and fell asleep on the sofa. 

Four weeks had passed since George went into hiding and 
Lisa was getting ready for bed when she heard something 
outside. She was dressed in a white transparent night 
gown and shut the light off so she could look out the 
window. Lisa's heart was beating fast as she slowly 
walked around the dark house trying to see if anyone 
was around. 

She was scared and didn't feel safe being alone. Jeb 
was asleep in his apartment loft in the barn and she 
wished he was there. She finally decided to sleep in 
another room and locked the door and stayed awake most 
of the night wondering what it was she had heard.

Jeb walked into the house as he usually did each 
morning to have coffee and breakfast with Lisa each 
morning. 

"Jeb. Did you hear anything outside last night?"

"Yes Mrs. Stone. I think it was a coyote so I went 
outside and scared it away. You don't have to worry, 
nothing is going to come in here and hurt you."

Lisa smiled at Jeb as she gave him breakfast and sat 
down and ate across the table from him.

"Jeb, I think it would be a good idea if you moved your 
things into the spare bedroom and slept there from now 
on."

Jeb had a surprised expression on his face as he ate 
but shook his head in agreement as he chewed his food.

"Yes. Mrs. Stone. I'll bring my things in here after 
breakfast."

Jeb moved into the main house that day, Lisa felt much 
more relaxed with Jeb nearby. Several nights later, 
Lisa was combing her hair sitting on the stool at her 
dresser when she heard noises coming from outside her 
window. 

She screamed when she thought she saw a shadow and Jeb 
came rushing into the room a few seconds later.

"Mrs. Stone. Are you OK? What's wrong?"

Lisa was frightened and shaking and almost in tears as 
Jeb walked near her and kneeled on the floor in front 
of the stool. She was quivering and trying to speak.

"I heard something outside frightened me again. I 
thought I saw a shadow in my window."

Jeb stood and walked to the window and looked around. 
The moon was bright and he saw a coyote looking through 
the trash. Jeb turned and quickly walked back and 
kneeled down in front of Lisa.

"It's all right. It's nothing but a coyote again. He 
won't bother you."

Lisa was crying as she wiped her eyes with a hanky. She 
was wearing the white transparent gown as always and 
Jeb was starring down at her cleavage and noticed her 
nipples through the thin white material. Lisa noticed 
him starring at her and quickly placed her hands over 
her breasts.

"It's OK Jeb. Thank you for being here for me. I feel 
much safer knowing your sleeping in the next room."

Jeb was embarrassed that she saw him starring at her 
nipples as he slowly stood and almost couldn't find the 
words to reply.

Jeb turned around to face the door, he was too 
embarrassed to look her in the face as he talked, "I'll 
be right next door if you need me."

Lisa felt sad for Jeb. She knew he had never been with 
a woman in his life. Lisa put her head down as she 
thought about being married to Jeb legally and smiled. 
Many thoughts ran through her head at that moment and 
how she had been put in such a situation.

***

Two nights later, Lisa was preparing her bath and 
lighting the candles as the tub filled with water. She 
had left the door cracked open because she was so 
afraid and wanted to be able to hear anyone trying to 
get into the house.

Lisa stood in front of the vanity and slipped off her 
white gown and stepped into the tub and sat down. Lisa 
had long ash blonde hair and stood at 5'2" and was well 
endowed for her size. She was 38D and had a tiny waist 
and nice hips that curved down too long shapely legs.

She laid back in the water as the candles flickered and 
laid perfectly still and closed her eyes. A slight 
sound came from the dark hallway causing Lisa to open 
her eyes. She looked toward the crack at the door. She 
thought she could sense someone starring at her but 
closed her eyes again as she used a cloth to splash was 
onto her breasts.

Lisa could still sense that she was being watched and 
thought about Jeb. Lisa opened her eyes slightly and 
starred at the door only this time she could see a dark 
figure. She knew Jeb was watching her. She could sense 
it ever since she caught him starring at her breasts 
that night. 

Lisa wasn't afraid and knew he was only curious about 
women in general. Jeb was a gentle giant and Lisa knew 
that she maybe fulfilling his curiosity about a woman's 
anatomy. Lisa played in the water until she finally 
stood and began wiping herself off with a towel.

Lisa slowly moved the towel around her hips and down 
each leg until she was dry and turned and looked at the 
crack in the doorway again and walked toward it and 
opened the door. Lisa caught a glimpse of Jeb's bedroom 
door closing. She decided not to mention anything. 

The men who took George away stopped by to speak to 
Lisa as they promised and gave her an update about 
George. They couldn't give her much information except 
to let her know that he was doing fine. 

They stayed and had lunch that day and one of the men 
walked outside to smoke when he saw Jeb working in the 
garden. He walked over to speak to him, "Hey. Your name 
is Jeb, isn't it?"

"Yes Sir."

"So. How does it feel to be married to a white woman?"

"Uh, well... We're not really married, Sir."

The man walked closer to Jeb. "Well. Legally you are, 
you know."

Jeb stopped what he was doing long enough to give the 
man's remark some thought, "I guess you could say that 
was right."

The man smiled at him and tried to make a joke out of 
the question, "You get any of that yet?"

"Get any of what, Sir?"

The man started to laugh and replied. "Pussy! White 
pussy!"

Jeb had a mixture of emotions going through his mind as 
he continued shoveling and shook his head, no.

The man grinned at Jeb and walked around until he faced 
him and said. "You have a right, you know." He chuckled 
as he continued. "A woman as pretty and sexy as her 
shouldn't be allowed to go that long without having a 
man."

Jeb stopped shoveling and peered at the man from the 
corner of his eyes. 

"You ever wonder what it would be like to touch her, 
kiss her, make love to her?"


Jeb was listening and thinking and wanted to answer his 
question but stopped short of replying.

"Come on now. Be honest with me. Surely you must have 
wondered how that soft white skin would feel like 
haven't you?"

Jeb wanted to answer the man but his face said it all 
as he kept starring down at the ground.

"I thought so."

The man tossed his cigarette down on the ground and 
walked in front of Jeb and looked at him in his eyes. 
He than turned and walked away from Jeb.

Jeb watched the man walk back into the house leaving 
him standing their thinking about what he said. 

Three weeks later it was Jeb's birthday and Lisa had 
baked a cake for Jeb and bought him new clothes. Jeb 
was always wearing his jeans and flannel shirt around 
the farm so Lisa decided to get him something formal 
and took him out to a restaurant. 

Jeb was well dressed and Lisa wore a dress for the 
first time since she had been out with George months 
prior. After dinner they went for a walk around town 
looking in the shop windows and talking until they 
walked near the water and Lisa lost her balance and Jeb 
grabbed her hand to keep her from falling. Lisa kept 
holding Jeb's hand to avoid falling again as they 
walked.

"Thank you, Jeb. I think it's stupid of me to try and 
walk on this wooden pier with heels on."

"You're not stupid Mrs. Stone. I won't let you fall."

Lisa looked up at Jeb and smiled. "I know that, Jeb."

There was a man selling flowers on the end of the pier. 
When they walked close to the man's booth, he smiled at 
them as he held up a rose. "Would you like to buy a 
flower for your beautiful wife?"

Jeb searched in his pocket and paid the man for the 
rose and gave it to Lisa. "Thank you, Jeb. That was 
very nice of you."

She smiled and laughed saying, "I guess he saw my 
wedding ring and thought you were my husband."

Jeb hesitated relied as he reached out to take Lisa's 
hand again. "That man was right."

Lisa smiled and laughed, "Oh. I guess you're right. I 
completely forgot about that." 

"I meant that you're beautiful."

Lisa was flattered and smiled as she leaned up and 
kissed Jeb on his cheek and took his hand as they 
walked back toward the car together.

They were home that evening and Lisa cut Jeb's birthday 
cake and kissed him on the forehead when she sat the 
plate down in front of him. Jeb boldly reached around 
and gave her a hug and kissed her back on the cheek as 
she smiled at him and gazed into his eyes. 

Lisa leaned down further and kissed Jeb on his lips and 
kept starring into his eyes. Jeb still had his arm 
around her waist and slowly rubbed the palm of his hand 
along her waist and gently touched her hip with his 
fingers. He had never touched a woman in his life and 
felt nervous and reluctant to go any further.

Lisa smiled and cut her own cake and sat down next to 
Jeb. Jeb starred at Lisa as she sat at the end of the 
table eating. 

"I never touched a woman before, Mrs. Stone."

Lisa stopped eating for a few seconds as she thought 
about Jeb's statement. "I know you haven't, Jeb." She 
finished the cake and got up from the table as she 
starred at Jeb who was still eating. 

***

Later that evening, Lisa was gathering the dirty 
laundry around the house and as usual and thought Jeb 
was sitting on the front porch but when she opened the 
door to his bedroom, she was startled when she saw him 
standing in the room naked.

Lisa gazed at Jeb who was standing in front of his 
dresser and faced her when she came into the room.

"Oh God, I'm so sorry, Jeb. I thought you were 
outside."

Jeb tried to cover himself with his hands.

"I just came in to pick up your dirty laundry."

Lisa turned and walked out of the room. She took a deep 
breath as she stood in the dark hallway with the image 
of Jeb's naked body in her mind. 

***

A few evenings later, Lisa finished combing her hair 
and turned down the covers on her bed. She felt 
different that night, much different as she heard the 
heavy rain outside hitting the metal roof on the house.

She opened the top drawer of her dresser and lifted the 
stack of panties and reached for her special toy George 
had bought her soon after they got married. It was a 
vibrator and George bought it for her as a joke when he 
was working long hours on midnights.

Lisa removed her nightgown and got into bed and began 
playing with her clitoris with her finger tip. She felt 
horny that night and wished George were here with her. 
She continued to play with her clitoris until her pussy 
began getting wet from the stimulation and switched on 
the vibrator and moved it along her pussy slit.

Lisa closed her eyes as she began to move the toy 
inside her pussy and arched her legs back until she 
began a steady rhythm. The little toy felt so good as 
she moved it along her clit which caused her body to 
tighten up. 

It had been so long since she had sex. She wished 
George was with her right now. She kept working the 
vibrator in and out and than she got a picture of Jeb 
in her mind when she saw him naked the other night.

She kept rubbing her clitoris with the toy as she 
remembered how large Jeb's cock had been. She had 
always wondered if that myth about black men being 
built so largely was true. She thought that at least on 
Jeb it was true.

Her mind was stuck on that image she saw and the coal 
black darkness of Jeb's skin. Lisa imagined touching 
him and wrapping her tiny white fingers around that 
huge shaft. She dreamed how she could be the one to 
teach him about sex. He had never been with a woman in 
his life. The vibrator felt so good.

Oh God. She was going to cum as her body began to 
tremble and her breathing began to get labored as she 
moaned out loud as she reached her first orgasm for the 
first time in months. Lisa's fingers were getting wet 
as she kept moving the vibrator around inside her 
pussy. 

George! Why wasn't she thinking of having George on top 
of her right now? She missed him dearly but that image 
of that huge black cock kept popping up in her brain. 
Lisa's body began to shake again as she reached her 
second orgasm. 

Lisa was catching her breath as she shut off the 
vibrator and pulled it out of her wet pussy and rubbed 
her clit with her fingers. She placed the little toy on 
the night stand and clicked off the light.

That's when she noticed the dark figure standing in the 
doorway. She had left the door wide open! The hallway 
was dark and as soon as she looked in that direction 
she saw the figure move quickly away from view.

Lisa closed her eyes as she imagined Jeb watching her 
play with that vibrator. She thought to herself. Oh 
God. What was she going to do? What would she say to 
him if he asked?

***

The thunder and lightening were getting intense as Lisa 
started to fall asleep. The rain never let up as it 
pounded against the steel roof. Lisa began to fall 
asleep. Suddenly she heard the loud bang of thunder 
that woke her up in an instant and when she turned 
toward the window she saw a figure standing in the 
night as the lightening struck.

Lisa screamed as loud as she could and within seconds, 
Jeb ran into the room to see what was the matter.

"Mrs. Stone, what's wrong? Are you all right?"

Lisa was crying and terrified as she sat up and tried 
to speak in broken words, "I saw someone outside in the 
rain. It looked like a man with a hat and he was 
starring in at me."

"It's all right now, Mrs. Stone. I'm here with you 
now."

Jeb was kneeling down along the side of the bed as Lisa 
tired to stop crying. She had forgotten about being 
naked as she tried to calm herself down. Lisa tried to 
stop crying as she pulled the blanket up around her 
breasts as she tried to cover herself.

"Mrs. Stone, I'll sleep in here on that chair over 
there until you fall asleep."

Lisa was still choked up from crying as she nodded her 
head that it was all right. Jeb sat in the chair in the 
corner of the room and leaned his head back quietly.

Lisa finally stopped crying and laid her head down on 
her pillow as she thought how safe she felt having Jeb 
in the same room with her. She was so exhausted that 
she fell asleep within minutes. 

It was still raining when Lisa awoke and looked at the 
clock on the night stand. It was 3AM and Lisa lifted 
her head and looked toward the chair where Jeb had been 
sitting and noticed he was sleeping. The lightening 
lighted the room for a split second at a time allowing 
Lisa to see Jeb's eyes closed.

She turned toward the window and screamed when she saw 
the shadow again. Jeb jumped out of the seat.

"Mrs. Stone, what's wrong? What did you see?"

Lisa pointed at the window. "It was there again. I saw 
the same man. He was wearing a hat."

"I'll go outside and see if I can find him."

"No. Wait! I don't want you to go out there. What if he 
has a gun or something?"

"Maybe we should call the police, Mrs. Stone."

Lisa was scared and trembling and confused as she sat 
holding the blanket against her bare breasts.

"No. We can't. What if, those people are looking for 
George? It's better if we don't get the police 
involved."

Lisa began to cry as she held her hands over her face. 
Jeb sat on the edge of the bed feeling upset and 
nervous.

"It's all right now, Mrs. Stone. I'm right here with 
you."

Lisa cried but tried to wipe her eyes as she looked at 
Jeb who was starring pitifully at her as she cried. In 
her state of confusion, she lunged forward and quickly 
put her arms around Jeb and held him tight as she 
cried.

Jeb nervously patted her shoulder and eased his arms 
around the naked woman until his chin rested on her 
bare shoulder.

"Don't cry, Mrs. Stone. You got me here with you now. 
I'll be your husband from now on."

Lisa was still crying but listening to Jeb as she 
slowly backed her face away to look into his eyes. Lisa 
felt the need at the moment to feel close to this man 
as she quickly leaned forward and kissed Jeb's lips. He 
was surprised as he starred into her eyes but leaned 
forward giving her a second kiss in return. 

Lisa was naked. He beautiful full breasts were in 
complete view to Jeb every time the lightening struck. 
Lisa was holding her hand up to his face and slowly 
caressed his skin. Lisa moved her hand slowly across 
his cheek and down around his thick neck

Jeb had never had a woman touch him the way Lisa was 
touching him now and felt nervous as she lowered her 
hand to his and took hold of his fingers and grasped 
him tight. She was still starring into his eyes as she 
slowly raised his hand to her chest and laid the palm 
of his hand against the smooth soft skin. 

Jeb's expression was that of a little boy as he felt 
her hand moving above his own, pressing his fingers 
into her left breast. He gazed into her eyes as he 
slowly felt the soft globe and her hard nipple against 
his palm.

Jeb had taken his other hand and moved it to her right 
breast himself and began to slowly massage her full 
natural breasts. Lisa's eyes were still focused on his 
as Jeb's fingers explored her chest. Either she wasn't 
thinking about the consequences that may occur or she 
felt protected being with this man. 

Jeb's fingers were trembling like a little boy's as he 
slowly moved his fingers across her soft white skin. He 
had wanted to touch her and feel her softness for a 
long time. He kept starring into her eyes as he 
stuttered out the words. 

"I've never touched a woman before. You feel so soft 
and warm."

Jeb was her protector. He was a giant of a man but yet 
so gentle with her. She wanted so much to give herself 
to this man right now but she thought of George and her 
mind was confused. She could see it in his eyes at that 
moment. He wanted her but didn't know what he should do 
or how.

Suddenly. Lisa panicked and was afraid of what might 
happen next as she pushed the blanket down on the bed.

"Lay down and sleep in here with me tonight."

Jeb removed his hands from her breasts as he stood up 
and walked around to the opposite side of the bed and 
got into the bed next to her. It was the only way she 
could respond at that moment. Had Jeb been more 
aggressive, he would have been able to seduce her but 
his innocent boyish behavior was no match for a woman 
of her maturity.

Lisa waited for Jeb to get into the bed. He was only 
wearing cotton boxer shorts without a shirt and could 
see the bulge she caused protruding from the thin 
material. Lisa felt sorry for Jeb and didn't mean to 
arouse him until he felt uncomfortable. She was trying 
to justify why she told him to lay beside her. 

Deep down inside, Lisa was hoping that Jeb would take 
her. Make passionate love to her but she knew it wasn't 
in his nature. He was a gentleman. Jeb was very passive 
and gentle. Lisa knew that Jeb would have to be told 
that it was all right. He would have to be told that he 
could touch her and do the things he was thinking 
about.

Jeb laid his head on the pillow as he starred at Lisa. 
Her breasts were still uncovered as she turned and 
faced him. Lisa starred at Jeb as her eyes eventually 
closed and she fell asleep. 

***

Lisa woke early the next morning. The rain had stopped 
and the sun was shining through the bedroom window. Jeb 
appeared to be asleep and Lisa thought it would be a 
good time to get out of bed so Jeb would see her 
completely naked.

Lisa moved as softly as she could but woke Jeb as she 
lifted out of the bed. He got a good look at her naked 
cheeks as she walked around and picked up her robe off 
the chair. Her beautiful white breasts were visible to 
him as he watched her putting on the robe. He closed 
his eyes as she walked away, pretending to be asleep.

Things were much different that day. At breakfast, and 
dinner, Jeb reacted much differently with Lisa. She 
could sense that he was thinking about last night and 
she felt he was trying to find a way to tell her how he 
felt. She could also sense that he wanted to make love 
to her. 

Jeb searched the entire farm that day looking for any 
sign of intruders. Foot prints were found near the 
house which belonged to one person. Lisa thought it may 
have been a person peeping, but found it strange that 
they would be out in such a bad storm that night to do 
so.

***

Later that evening, Lisa decided to take a long bath 
again and saw Jeb eating a snack in the kitchen when 
she last saw him. She remembered how Jeb mentioned how 
he loved to see her wearing her red high heels and 
loved seeing her in black. Jeb told her how her flowing 
hair cascading down her shoulders and how the contrast 
of her white skin against the black material of her 
dress would remind him of an angel.

Jeb finished his snack and decided to try and read a 
new book that Mrs. Stone had given him that week. He 
was about to enter his bedroom and noticed the bedroom 
door cracked open again in Mrs. Stone's bedroom.

Lisa was setting at her vanity combing her hair in the 
mirror. The only light in the room was the one setting 
on the vanity top. Lisa had dried her hair after her 
bath. She sat on the stool combing her hair and was 
smiling to herself in the mirror. The scent of her 
perfume filled the room.

Lisa gazed at the reflection of her tiny black baby 
doll nightie in the mirror. Her feet were positioned 
straight in front of her with both heels of her red 
shoes touching the floor. She had shaven her leg's 
smooth along with her bush. She was ready for whatever 
happened that night.

The scent of her perfume trailed into the hallway. Lisa 
kept brushing her hair and kept her eyes focused on her 
lipstick-covered lips. The floor creaked every few 
seconds and got louder each time she heard the creak.

Her hair was beautiful as she kept brushing. Her heart 
began to beat faster as she wondered if he was there. 
She could feel him watching her. Was he studying every 
curve of her body? Everything was for him, the red 
shoes, the black nightie, the lipstick, the perfume. It 
was all for him. Waiting.

Was he man enough to take her? Would he just watch her 
comb her hair? She wondered as she closed her eyes when 
the creak seemed to stop just inches from her stool. 

She felt his heavy breathing behind her neck as his 
hands circled her tiny waist. He kissed the back of her 
neck as she tilted her head. His hands moved higher and 
cupped her breasts. He kept kissing her neck until he 
was kissing her cheek. He knew. Everything was for him 
and he knew.

Lisa dropped the comb to the floor as he whispered in 
her ear. "You're so beautiful."
 
Lisa turned and kissed him on the lips as he leaned 
down and picked her up and carried her to the bed. He 
laid her down and unbuttoned his shirt and pants 
letting them drop to the floor. He ripped the material 
of his shirt as it fell to the floor and began kissing 
her passionately. 

She kissed him back as their tongues mingled as she 
held his face in her hands, "I want you to make love to 
me."

Jeb didn't need any encouragement. He wanted her 
tonight and nothing was going to stop it from 
happening. He kept kissing her mouth as her hands 
roamed down toward his boxer shorts and gave them a tug 
until they fell down his legs. 

Lisa's heart raced as she took hold of the massive 
black shaft. It was much larger than she had ever 
dreamed and frightened her. She wondered if he would 
hurt her or be gentle. Jeb kissed his way down her neck 
and lifted her off the bed and pulled the black nightie 
over her head. 

Jeb devoured her breasts with his mouth, sucking on 
each nipple until they filled with blood and poked up 
at the ceiling. She stroked his shaft as it throbbed in 
her hand and kissed his the top of his head as she 
wrapped her other hand around his head, pulling into 
her breasts.

His hand touched her bare pussy and she felt him 
working a finger into her slit which was soaked from 
excitement. His lips touched her belly and he started 
to kiss it. His finger touched her clitoris causing her 
to tighten up which alarmed him momentarily. He thought 
he had hurt her but figured out it gave her please and 
did it again.

Jeb had much love and passion for Mrs. Stone and would 
never hurt her. He moved up and kissed her breasts 
again, than her neck and her lips were next. He had 
moved up far enough where she had a hold of him again. 
He was only inches from her pussy slit and Lisa sensed 
that he needed her guidance. 

Jeb was a virgin and she was going to teach him how to 
make love to a woman. Lisa slowly lifted her legs back 
as she held his waist and moved his body into position. 
She carefully stroked his shaft which throbbed in her 
hand and guided it toward the entrance of her wet slit 
as she glazed into his eyes.

"That's it. Move your body up until the head touches 
the entrance and wait until I tell you to push."

Lisa was in control of this jet black giant man above 
her. He waited patently as the large black head rubbed 
against her pussy slit. Her eyes stayed focused on his 
as she rubbed the head along the slit. Her other hand 
held his waist as guidance as she pulled her legs back 
slightly further. 

"Push!"

Jeb did what he was told and the huge black head popped 
into her tight pussy slit causing her to stiffen up and 
dig her nails into his waist. 

His eyes closed as he felt her warm wet pussy closing 
around his shaft. He instinctively moved a fraction 
back out and moved himself forward sending an inch of 
his shaft into her pussy. Jeb kept doing this until he 
had a few inches buried inside her warm tight pussy.

Lisa moved her hands up to his face and kissed his lips 
as he kept moving his cock inside her pussy in rhythm 
to her hips arching up to meet his strokes.

"That's it, baby. Fuck me!"

Lisa's pussy was soaking wet as it clamped around the 
huge shaft. She wrapped her legs around his ass until 
her heels clicked as Jeb began humping her faster and 
faster. He would learn what it took to please this 
woman. Lisa's body began to tremble as she reached her 
orgasm. 

Jeb opened his eyes and watch how she reacted. He 
wanted to learn everything there was to know about sex. 
He wanted to be the best Lover that Mrs. Stone ever 
had. Lisa could feel his shaft swelling up if that was 
possible. He was huge enough the way he was but she 
knew he was going to cum very soon.

The loud sucking sounds of her pussy filled the room as 
Jeb hammered into her tight pussy. His breathing became 
more labored as she began a faster pace as she squeezed 
her fingers into his ass. She would teach him the art 
of making love to a woman. She would allow him to cum. 
This was his first time.

Jeb began grunting out very loud. His voice was so loud 
that it reminded her of a huge black bear being 
disturbed while eating and it was growling. 

Lisa felt the head of his cock pressing against her 
cervix. He was in as deep as anyone ever been inside 
her pussy. She felt the first spurt hitting her cervix. 
Than another, followed by several smaller spurts. 

Jeb was breathing heavily and trying to catch his 
breath as she rubbed her hands along his back and 
kissed his face. He finally lifted off her and rolled 
off her body because his sweat started to drip down on 
her. 

"Did I make love to you the way you wanted me to, Mrs. 
Stone?"

Lisa smiled as she took the blanket and wiped the sweat 
off his cheek. "Yes. Baby. You made love to me the way 
I wanted."

Lisa lifted herself up and kissed his lips and ran into 
the bathroom as his seed dripped down her thighs. 

BELLY LOVE

Megan Malone sat at her teacher's desk stuffing papers 
into her briefcase. It was her birthday -- the big 4-0 
-- and not one of her teacher-friends had said a word 
about it all day. It wasn't their fault. She hadn't 
exactly broadcast it was her birthday. She hadn't 
really celebrated since Tom, her husband, died of 
cancer seven years ago. Heading for the teachers' 
lounge to get her winter coat, Megan opened the door 
and everyone shouted, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"

Josh Winters heard the lilt of feminine laughter as he 
was about to enter the teachers' lounge and stopped. 
Megan Malone. When he took the principal's job last 
year he'd gotten brief profiles of all the teachers at 
Sandy Bridge Elementary School. Everyone said the 
widowed second grade teacher was loved by all. Josh had 
expected to see an elderly woman with her hair in a bun 
and support stockings. Instead he found a sexy redhead 
with shapely legs that didn't stop. It was pure 
accident that he'd discovered today was her birthday 
and told the other teachers.

At that moment Megan came through the doorway with an 
armful of presents and crashed into him. "It's my 
birthday. I'm officially over the hill now," she said 
as Josh helped her load her arms again. YOU SURE DON'T 
LOOK OVER THE HILL. He must have said the words out 
loud because Megan went up on her tip toes flexing her 
sexy calves and kissed his cheek. "Thank you kind sir. 
You are a nice man," she smiled. Josh wondered how nice 
she would think he was if she could see the erection 
that was hidden by his suit jacket.

Megan dropped her presents onto the sofa and saw the 
light flashing on her answering machine. Maybe someone 
else remembered her birthday, she thought as she 
pressed the play button. "Megan, this is Sam Clayburn. 
If you're not doing anything I'd like to come over. I 
have something important to discuss with you." He was 
the lawyer who had handled things for her after Tom 
died. Megan wondered what he could want now after all 
these years.

An hour later she was sitting on her sofa with Sam 
Clayburn holding a letter shakily in her hands. "Your 
late husband left instructions to give you this in the 
event that you reached your 40th birthday and still 
hadn't remarried. I'll leave you alone to read it," he 
said. It was minutes later before Megan realized he was 
gone. Slowly she opened the letter, instantly 
recognizing her dead husband's handwriting. 

"Dearest Megan, If you are reading this you are 
celebrating your birthday alone. I'd give anything to 
be there with you. But I hope I can still give you a 
part of me. Before I had chemo I had some sperm frozen, 
enough for you to have a baby -- if you want to..." 
Tears were streaming down her cheeks. A BABY. She'd 
wanted a baby more than anything else in the world!

Three days later Megan was sitting in Dr. Nora Young's 
office. "What can I do for you, Megan? You sure look 
healthy," the doctor said. "I want to have a baby," she 
blurted out. "I didn't know you were seeing anybody... 
are you having trouble conceiving," Dr. Young asked. 
"I'm not. Oh! For a teacher I'm not doing a very good 
job at explaining things," Megan exclaimed handing 
Tom's letter to the doctor.

"Wow! Do you want to have artificial insemination," Dr. 
Young asked. "I want to have a baby of my own more than 
ANYTHING," Megan answered. "Are you sure there aren't 
any chances of doing it the natural way," Nora asked 
tactfully. "I'm 40 and men aren't exactly beating down 
my door," Megan told her. "Maybe they would if you let 
it be known you were interested," Nora said, thinking 
of at least one, if the school rumor mill was true. She 
heard that Josh Winters had it bad for Megan but she 
just couldn't see it.

Josh was working on supply requisitions when Megan 
knocked on his door. God she was beautiful. "I'm going 
to have a baby..." she started. "You're pregnant," his 
mind snapped back. "No, not yet. Oh here, you might as 
well read this too," she said handing him the wrinkled 
letter. "You're going to have artificial insemination," 
Josh asked. "I have an appointment next week. I didn't 
want you or the school board to think I was breaking 
the morality clause if it works and I get pregnant," 
Megan told him. "Don't worry, I'll explain everything," 
Josh said. It took a strong woman to want to raise a 
child alone. All he could do was to be there for her 
when she needed help.

Lying on a treatment bed in the fertility clinic 
wearing a thin gown that left all the wrong parts 
exposed, Megan never felt so alone in all her life. She 
was about to get dressed and bolt when she realized 
that's why she was doing this -- so she didn't have to 
be alone.

"Megan, are you sure you want to go through with this," 
Dr. Young asked. She was holding a syringe that Megan 
tried not to think about. "This is going to be a little 
cold and you will feel a little cramping. I want you to 
just lay here for about a half hour," she said and with 
the push of a plunger, Megan knew her life had changed 
forever.

Megan had to wait two weeks before she could do a home 
pregnancy test. On that morning she read the 
instructions for the millionth time, then peed on the 
little plastic stick. When she returned to the bathroom 
minutes later after getting dressed for school, the 
stick was vivid blue. She was going to have a baby.

Megan was still in a daze when she got to school. "Do 
you know anything yet," Josh Winters asked as she 
walked past his office. "I'm pregnant." Megan said 
smiling but then tears were streaming down her cheeks. 
Josh pulled her into his arms and into his office. 
"You're the first person I've told," she sniffed. "I 
don't know why I'm crying," she added. "Maybe it's 
pregnancy hormones," Josh smiled. The hug felt good -- 
for both of them. Megan could have sworn Josh's lips 
kissed her forehead but she wasn't sure.

"Congratulations Megan! You are positively pregnant," 
Dr. Young said smiling. "When am I due," Megan asked as 
it was finally sinking in. "I'm going to say February 8 
-- give or take a few days, since we know exactly when 
you conceived," Nora answered.

School was over at the beginning of June as Megan 
started her second month of pregnancy but she'd agreed 
to help with the summer learning program. Wearing a 
summer dress and sandals, she came into the kitchen for 
breakfast. As soon as she smelled her brewing decaf, 
Megan knew she was going to be sick. Cupping a hand 
over her mouth, she dashed back up the steps to the 
bathroom where she huddled over the toilet throwing up.

Josh was sitting at his desk when his telephone rang. 
"Josh, this is Megan Malone, I'm sick..." she started. 
"Is it the baby," he asked worriedly. "Morning 
sickness. I feel dreadful," she answered still fighting 
back the nausea. "Don't worry, I'll find a replacement. 
You just take care of yourself," he told her. No matter 
what Josh did, he couldn't get his mind off Megan. Then 
he remembered that Gloria Jones, his secretary, had 
three kids. "Gloria, can you come in here for a 
minute," he called.

At 61, Gloria Jones considered herself a mother figure 
to most of the teachers at the elementary school and 
she had a special fondness for Josh. "Can I ask you a 
personal question? Did you ever have morning sickness," 
her principal-boss asked. The only person he had talked 
to was Megan Malone and she was out, Gloria thought as 
she began putting together pieces. Was Megan pregnant 
and Josh the father?

"I had morning sickness with all three in spades. 
Eating crackers or drinking ginger ale usually helps. 
Josh, is Megan pregnant and what do you have to do with 
it," Gloria asked. Slowly, Josh explained about the 
letter and Megan's visit to the clinic. "That is one 
strong woman, but no woman is that strong," she said, 
knowing that Josh was just the right person to take 
care of her. She couldn't help smiling to herself at 
how Josh looked at Megan when he didn't think anybody 
was noticing.

Nora Young had just finished with a patient when her 
receptionist buzzed. "Josh Winters is on line one. 
Isn't he that dreamy principal," she asked. "Yep, but I 
have a feeling he is going off the market soon," Nora 
smiled. Josh told her about Megan's morning sickness 
and his secretary's remedies. "Make sure she doesn't 
stop eating and she drinks a lot so she doesn't get 
dehydrated," she said knowing it would take Josh 
straight to Megan's front door.

Megan wasn't sick anymore but she was feeling totally 
drained. She was lying on the sofa when the doorbell 
rang. Opening the door, she found Josh standing there 
with a bag of groceries. He was so sweet to be worried 
about her and she couldn't deny how very handsome he 
was.

She was wearing a faded pair of jeans and a rainbow 
sweater and although she looked a little pale, Josh 
thought she was beautiful. "This is supposed to help 
morning sickness," he said handing her a bag as she 
invited him in. They were sitting on the sofa talking 
when she drifted off to sleep, sliding onto his lap. 
Looking at her lovely face while she was sleeping, Josh 
could admit to himself that he was head-over-heels in 
love with this woman. A woman who was carrying another 
man's child. 

Sliding out from underneath Megan, he smiled as she 
protested the loss of a warm pillow in her sleep. 
Heading to the kitchen, Josh looked through the 
cupboards until he found several cans of tomato soup 
and the makings for toasted cheese sandwiches. So there 
could be no question of his intentions, Josh set two 
bowls and saucers on the kitchen table.

Megan stirred awake to find herself laying on her sofa 
and a man singing in her kitchen. Josh! Something 
smelled delicious and she was suddenly starved. 
Sneaking to the kitchen entrance, she watched him as he 
flipped a toasted cheese sandwich. He was incredibly 
handsome. "Hey sleepyhead," he said smiling at her and 
her heart skipped a beat. "Are you hungry," he asked. 
"VERY," she answered, and it wasn't just for the meal 
he'd prepared.

As weeks passed and Megan moved through her second 
month of pregnancy, she began to notice subtle changes. 
Her morning sickness faded but she was still sleepy a 
lot of the time. Her normally B-cup breasts were 
extremely tender and a little swollen. At school, 
everyone accepted her pregnancy even though she really 
hadn't told anybody yet. She was certain that Josh had 
something to do with that. 

In the wee hours of the morning, Megan woke up in the 
middle of a terribly erotic dream. She was making 
hungry, passionate love with -- oh God, she was making 
love with Josh! Oh Lord, she was so aroused she could 
smell her own aroma. Reaching her hands under the baggy 
nightshirt she slept in, Megan began fondling her bare 
breasts until she was breathing fast and her nipples 
were rock hard. 

Moving a hand to the crotch of her moist panties, Megan 
squeezed her pussy and moaned with pure pleasure. 
Sliding her hand under the waistband, she began rubbing 
her pussy, making it wetter and wetter until finally 
she plunged two fingers deep inside. Oh God, Megan 
could feel it happening. "OH JOSH, I'M CUMMING," she 
whispered as she had a thunderous orgasm.

By the beginning of her third month in July, Megan 
feared she was turning into a pregnant nymphomaniac. 
Dr. Young listened to her and broke out giggling. "Some 
women are sick for their entire pregnancies and some 
are, well, horny. Sex is perfectly normal and healthy 
for you now, Megan. You are doing a great -- you've 
gained three pounds," Nora told her.

Josh had heard that pregnant women had a special glow, 
but he didn't believe it until he saw it with Megan. He 
loved watching her working with her little students. 
There was no doubt in his mind that she'd be a terrific 
mother, or that he was falling in love with her.

Suddenly Megan hit a stage where she never felt better 
in her life. She was three and a half months pregnant 
and at long last she was starting to show. Standing 
naked in front of her full length mirror, Megan cupped 
her hands over her enlarging breasts. Soon she'd need 
new bras. Moving them lower, she felt the slope of her 
thickening tummy which was still disguised in most of 
her clothes. She loved being pregnant!

Josh knew he should have gone to the Burger Barn 
instead of Adam's Ribs. The place was packed and a line 
was forming. He was about to leave when he heard his 
name and turned to see Megan waving at him from a half 
empty booth for two. "Thanks for inviting me to join 
you. I'm starving," Josh said. "Me too! I've been 
eating everything in sight lately," she said smiling. 

God, she was lovely, Josh thought. "Guess the baby 
wants to start growing," he smiled back. "Believe me, 
this baby is growing," she exclaimed but she looked 
like her normal self to Josh, except maybe she was a 
little bustier. But he didn't even want to start 
thinking about Megan's breasts.

When the waiter came to take their orders, Megan 
insisted they be put on the same bill to save time. "I 
still owe you for cooking for me," she told him. "OK, 
but only if you let me buy next time," Josh said hoping 
she would agree. When she smiled and said OK, he began 
figuring out how long he would wait before asking her 
out. 

They both ordered ribs and decided to share a large 
plate of French fries. Watching Megan eat ribs was one 
of the most sensual experiences in Josh's life. She 
moaned with pleasure with each bite and when he brushed 
her chin to wipe away a spot of barbeque sauce, her 
tongue touched his finger and he was instantly hard.

A week and a half later Megan was standing in front of 
her bedroom closet in just her bra and panties. There 
was no hiding her pregnancy now. At nearly four months, 
she was getting a belly. She was trying on clothes to 
see what still fit when the telephone rang. "Megan, 
this is Josh," his masculine voice said and she swore 
she could feel her nipples harden. "Hi Josh," Megan 
said trying to sound normal. 

"What are you doing Friday night? I still owe you a 
meal," he said. "I'd love to but... but I can't," she 
told him. 

"Are you OK? Is it the baby," he asked worriedly and 
his concern touched her heart. 

"I'm fine. I just can't fit into any of my good clothes 
anymore," she said then started giggling at her own 
dilemma. 

"We don't have to go anywhere fancy. We can go to the 
Burger Barn if you want to," Josh suggested. 

"OK, you have a date," Megan said hanging up and 
throwing herself onto the bed and hugging her pillow. 
She had a date with Josh Winters and she was getting 
more pregnant by the minute.

She was absolutely beautiful. When Josh picked up Megan 
on Friday night, she was wearing a pair of denim shorts 
that showed off her long, shapely legs; a light green 
pullover top couldn't hide her swelling waist and 
slightly larger breasts. She wore her long red hair 
down and her skin glowed with healthiness. Josh knew he 
was falling deeply in love with a pregnant woman.

Josh was glad he only had a two mile drive to the 
Burger Barn. Looking at Megan's legs was definitely a 
distraction. He was helping her out of his SUV when her 
knit top rode up enough for Josh to see her denim 
shorts were unsnapped, the zipper was halfway down 
exposing a bright pair of pink panties and her swollen 
middle.

Watching Megan polish off her double cheeseburger with 
mushrooms, order of onion rings and a large chocolate 
shake, Josh couldn't help laughing. "What's so funny," 
she asked smiling back at him. "You. You're eating like 
a lumberjack," Josh said. "That's why I can't wear most 
of my clothes," Megan frowned. 

"A good shopping trip will take care of that," he said. 
"I HATE to go shopping, especially alone," she told 
him. Josh didn't like shopping either, but the thought 
of spending a whole day with Megan was just too 
inviting. "I could go with you. We could make an 
adventure of it," he suggested. She looked surprised 
for a moment then her green eyes brightened and her 
smile widened. "OK, you're on," she said.

The next morning Megan still couldn't believe she was 
going to spend the whole day with Josh. But they were 
going to be buying clothes she would wear as her body 
took on the dimensions of a hippo. Drying off from her 
shower, Megan stood naked examining her nearly four 
month's pregnant shape. Her breasts weren't nearly as 
tender as they were, but now they were almost C-cup. 
Her waist had thickened to where she couldn't fasten 
any of her pants anymore. She had to be crazy for going 
shopping with Josh.

It was all Josh could do to keep from showing up at 
Megan's doorstep at the crack of dawn. When she opened 
the door she was wearing a baggy yellow T-shirt and a 
light gray pair of shorts with a drawstring waist. "Are 
you sure you really want to do this," she asked. 

"YES! It will be lots of fun," he told her. Much to 
both their surprise, they had a terrific time. Josh was 
amazed that Megan needed clothes for the warmth of late 
summer and fall, and the cold of winter too. Casual 
things to wear around the house and dressier outfits 
for school. She looked so beautiful in everything.

Shopping was so much easier for Megan with Josh along. 
He helped her pick out slacks and skirts with elastic 
bands and drawstrings for her growing tummy. A few pair 
of maternity bibs that he said she looked cute in, and 
dresses and tops that made her feel beautiful. As much 
as she tried to deny it, she was falling in love with 
Josh Winters.

Megan and the clerk were picking out support stockings 
for her long, shapely legs. Next they moved on to 
larger bras for her swelling breasts, ones that hooked 
in the front, that could be used for nursing the baby. 
When they started talking about whether maternity 
bikini, thong, high thighed or regular maternity 
panties were best, Josh had to leave. He was so hard 
from thinking about how Megan would look wearing them. 

Both of them had their arms full of shopping bags when 
Megan opened her front door. "Where do you want these," 
Josh asked. "Upstairs, I guess," she answered, leading 
the way to her bedroom. It wasn't until their arms were 
empty that they felt any awkwardness. "I had a great 
time spending your money," Josh smiled. "Me too," Megan 
giggled. She meant to kiss him on the cheek but somehow 
their lips met and they were kissing passionately. 
Reluctantly they parted. "That was nice," Megan said 
breathlessly. 

"It sure was. Want to do it again," Josh whispered in 
her ear. Before she could answer with words, they were 
in each other's arms and she melted into him. Her heart 
was pounding as Josh's tongue traced her lips and she 
opened them for him. Their tongues were touching, 
dancing as their hands learned each other's body. "You 
are so very beautiful, Megan Malone. I want to make 
love with you," he whispered.

"I'd like that too... but I'm... I'm PREGNANT," Megan 
said. 

"I kind of figured that out from all the maternity 
clothes we bought," Josh smiled, kissing her nose. 

"I'm not thin anymore! I'm getting a belly that's gonna 
get LOTS bigger. I'm..." she started. 

"You're BEAUTIFUL. You are the most beautiful woman 
I've ever met. If you're trying to convince me you're 
not, maybe this will change your mind," Josh said, 
taking her hand and moving it over his erection. 

"Oh Josh," she whispered longingly.

Together they laughed as they brushed the shopping bags 
off Megan's bed then met back in each other's arms. 
Megan's heart was pounding as Josh untied the 
drawstring on her shorts and pulled them down over her 
long legs. "Now it's your turn," he told her. Megan's 
hands were shaking as she loosened Josh's belt, 
unhooked his jeans and pulled them down around his 
still hard cock. Smiling shyly, she unbuttoned his 
shirt and pulled it off his shoulders. She couldn't 
believe she was really doing this -- that she was going 
to make love with Josh. "It's your turn now," she told 
him.

Josh took a hold of the hem of Megan's yellow T-shirt 
and slowly pulled it up -- first exposing her nearly 
four months pregnant belly then her overfilled bra. 
Sweeping her off her feet, Josh carried Megan to the 
bed, deposited her in the middle, then slipped off his 
briefs and followed her down. "Oh Josh! I know this 
sounds kind of crazy coming from a pregnant woman...but 
it's been a long time since I've done this," Megan 
whispered between kisses. "Don't worry Meggie, I would 
never, ever do anything to hurt you," he told her and 
she knew it was true.

Their bodies were entwined and Megan was lost in a sea 
of erotic sensations. Her bra was somewhere on the 
floor and Josh was kneading her swelling breasts with 
his big gentle hands. She couldn't help moaning with 
pleasure as her nipples hardened. When he began licking 
around them and stroking them with his tongue, Megan 
could feel her panties getting moist. 

Josh was totally in awe of the pregnant woman lying 
under him. Her red hair was spread underneath her as 
she whimpered and moaned with pleasure. She was so 
responsive he wanted to take her right away but he 
wanted to give her all the loving he could muster. 
Megan had never felt so many wonderful sensations in 
all her life. She was so wet and the bed smelled with 
the aroma of their lovemaking. She felt Josh's hard 
cock pressing against her thigh and wrapped a hand 
around it. When she started stroking it, she heard his 
low groan.

"If you keep doing that, this is going to be over much 
too soon, Meggie," Josh said pulling away and 
positioning them so she was on her back and he was 
straddling her. He rubbed his big hands down her sides 
and then over her slightly rounded nearly four months 
pregnant belly. The firmness amazed him as did knowing 
there was a new life growing inside Megan. Placing his 
hands along the sides, he leaned over and kissed her 
belly. 

"Oh Josh." Megan whispered, her heart filled with love 
for this man. Then his hands moved lower to her inner 
thighs. When he began rubbing them Megan moaned with 
pleasure as she felt her orgasm building. He gently 
squeezed her pussy and suddenly it was cascading 
through her.

"Oh Josh! I want you so much! I want to feel you inside 
me," she exclaimed breathlessly as she moved her bent 
knees wide apart. Her heart was pounding as Josh moved 
his muscular body between them. Timidly taking his hard 
cock in her hand, Megan guided it to her sopping wet 
pussy. 

It was all Josh could do to keep from plunging deep 
into her softness. But he had to be gentle for Megan 
and the baby. He eased the head of his hard cock into 
her then waited for her to adjust. "Are you all right, 
Meggie," he asked, kissing her cheek. "More, please," 
she smiled, wrinkling her nose as he slid deeper. She 
was SO TIGHT and felt SO GOOD.

Megan felt so full it was almost overwhelming. Slowly 
she began moving her hips and Josh began thrusting his 
hard cock in and out in an age-old rhythm. "OH GOD! OH 
JOSH! I THINK I'M GONNA... I'M GONNA CUMMMMM!" Megan 
exclaimed as a tremendous orgasm overpowered her and 
Josh sent his seed streaming into her pussy.

For a long time they lay there with Megan's back 
against Josh's chest and his arms around her swollen 
middle. "Are you OK," he asked kissing her neck. "If I 
was any better I'd be in heaven," she smiled. "I want 
us to build something together, Megan. To really get to 
know each other," Josh said. "What about the baby," she 
asked. "I can love anybody that's even a part of you," 
he answered as they kissed tenderly.

Over the next few weeks in August as Megan started her 
fourth month of pregnancy, she and Josh spent nearly 
every waking moment together. They talked about friends 
and family, their life experiences, likes and dislikes. 
She told him about her marriage to Tom and his illness. 
Somehow she didn't feel nearly as lonely with the baby 
coming and her budding love for Josh. The only dark 
spot on the horizon were the tests Dr. Young wanted to 
do to make sure the baby was OK, since she was older 
than most pregnant women.

Gradually the news got around town that the elementary 
school principal and the widowed but pregnant second 
grade teacher were an item. Judy Sechler, the school 
board president, found out when her son told her he'd 
delivered a pizza to Josh's house and Megan answered 
the door. Sam Fletcher knew something was going on when 
Josh brought back DVDs to his store that Megan had 
rented. But Josh and Megan were both so happy they 
didn't notice all the smiles they were getting.

Megan and Josh were cuddling on the sofa watching 
"Dirty Dancing" and munching popcorn when it happened. 
She felt a tiny flutter from deep inside her womb and 
went still. "Meggie, are you OK," Josh asked worriedly. 
"I'm... I'm WONDERFUL! I just felt the baby move," she 
said taking his hands and moving them to her bare hard 
rounded belly but the movements were too gentle for him 
to feel. 

"I'll still be here when he starts kicking," Josh said. 
"How do you know it's a boy," Megan asked. "Because 
that's what your husband would have wanted you to 
have," he answered. Megan was just so glad to have 
someone to share this special time with.

Bright summer sunshine was streaming through her open 
bedroom window when Megan woke with the need to pee. 
The baby was taking up more room inside her four and a 
half months pregnant body. Adjusting to her changing 
center of gravity, she got out of bed and hurried to 
the bathroom. Megan was soaping her swollen belly when 
the baby started fluttering. 

"Good morning, sleepyhead! It's about time you woke 
up," she told her passenger. "Today is a big day for 
the two of us." Megan was still worried about the amino 
but Josh was right, Tom was in heaven watching over her 
and his baby.

After drying off, Megan admired her changing shape in 
the mirror. Her swollen breasts were true C-cups now 
and the rings around her nipples had become darker. Her 
four and a half months pregnant belly was rounding and 
there was a faint dark line running down the middle. 
"Oh baby, I just love what you're doing to me and I 
think Josh does too," she smiled.

Josh was at the elementary school checking over 
homeroom assignments for the tenth time. He glanced at 
the clock again. It was quarter to ten, almost time. 
"Doesn't Megan have a doctor's appointment today," 
Gloria, his secretary asked suddenly. "In a couple 
minutes," Josh answered. "Why aren't you with her," she 
asked. "Because she said she wanted to go alone," he 
said. "And you believed her? She probably just didn't 
want you to feel uncomfortable. Sometimes what a woman 
tells you isn't really what she wants," Gloria said as 
Josh hurried out the door.

Dr. Nora Young didn't know how much longer she could 
stall. Megan Malone was sitting in her waiting room 
looking nervous, alone and for the first time in Nora's 
presence, her pregnancy was showing under the orange 
and white striped maternity smock and loose waisted 
orange shorts she was wearing. At that moment, the man 
of the hour came rushing through the door. "Josh," 
Megan exclaimed struggling to her feet. 

"I was afraid... I wasn't going to make it," he said 
getting his breath back as Megan kissed him longingly 
and Nora smiled.

An OB-GYN office was definitely new territory for Josh. 
He watched as Dr. Young took Megan's blood pressure and 
tested her blood sugar level. He smiled as she wrinkled 
her pretty nose about stepping on the scales to be 
weighed. "You've gained about eight pounds, Megan. 
That's right where you're supposed to be," Nora told 
her. "How much will she gain before the baby is born," 
Josh asked curiously. "I'll be happy if she gains 
between 30 and 35 pounds," Nora answered. "I'll be 
HUGE," Megan exclaimed.

"Now it's time for the fun part," Dr. Young said as 
Megan lay on the examining table and unbuttoned her 
maternity smock revealing her bare rounded belly. Both 
Josh and Megan were still as Nora moved the stethoscope 
listening piece until she found the baby. The look on 
Megan's face was pure bliss when she heard the 
heartbeat. "Would you like to listen," Nora asked Josh. 
It was the most amazing thing that he'd ever 
experienced. At that moment he knew that he would give 
his life top protect Megan's baby.

Megan was so glad that Josh was with her as Dr. Young 
smeared bluish gel over her belly then moved a small 
instrument over her smooth skin. "OK guys, look at the 
screen if you want to see what the baby is," Nora told 
them. Josh took her hand as they looked together. "Oh 
my God!" Megan exclaimed. 

"Congratulations Megan, you are going to have a baby 
boy," Nora said. "He's beautiful," Megan said, her 
voice filled with emotional tears of joy streamed down 
her cheeks.

When it was time to do the amino, Megan held onto 
Josh's hands tightly as Dr. Young monitored where the 
baby was then inserted a long needle that almost made 
Josh faint. "I have the lab ready to do a rush job, it 
should take a couple hours. I can give you a call," 
Nora said. "I'll give you my cell phone number," Josh 
said, "that way we won't have to wait by the phone."

They left the doctor's office holding hands. "Do you 
want to get something to eat," Josh asked. "I can't. 
I'm too nervous," Megan said. "How about a movie," he 
asked. "Can't concentrate," she said. "The baby's going 
to be perfect. I just know it. We could go back to my 
house and make love all afternoon," Josh said kissing 
her nose. "OK," Megan grinned.

Taking Megan's hand, Josh led her upstairs to his 
bedroom. They had done LOTS of cuddling and kissing but 
they hadn't had sex together since their first time. 
Taking her into his arms he kissed her with all the 
passion he was feeling. "You are so amazing, I love you 
Megan Malone," he finally said the words. "Oh Josh! I 
love you too," she exclaimed.

Putting Megan at arms length, Josh began to unbutton 
her maternity smock. "You are SO beautiful, Meggie. You 
look like an orange creamcicle," he smiled then almost 
groaned when he saw her lacy pale orange bra. Josh 
rubbed his hands reverently over Megan's rounded four 
and a half months pregnant belly then moved his fingers 
under the elastic waistband of her orange maternity 
shorts and slid them down over her long, shapely legs. 

Just looking at her this way was making him hard. Megan 
wanted Josh so much that her hands were shaking as she 
unbuttoned his shirt, pulled it out of his pants and 
took it off him. Loosening his belt, she unsnapped his 
pants and started pulling them down, almost gasping 
when she revealed his hard cock. After he stepped out 
of his pants, Megan stood up and planted herself in 
Josh's strong arms and they were kissing passionately.

Megan wasn't sure how they ended up in Josh's bed, but 
they were there with their bodies entangled, making 
love in the middle of a hot August afternoon. Her hands 
roamed over his broad shoulders and washboard chest as 
Josh explored her back and slid his hands to her 
bottom. She felt Josh's hard cock pressing against her 
thigh. Timidly she touched it as Josh groaned. Wrapping 
her hand around it, she began rubbing it until Josh 
gently flipped her over onto her back as she giggled.

Josh thought that Megan looked like a goddess lying 
underneath him. Her breasts were big enough to fill his 
hands now and she whimpered with pleasure as he fondled 
them. "So lovely," he whispered. "Don't get too used to 
them, mister. I'm baby enhanced," she smiled. Soon she 
was breathing faster and her nipples were bullet-hard. 
Josh ran his tongue around the dark circles then across 
her nipples as she arched toward him. He smiled when he 
began to smell her aroma faintly. Taking a breast in 
his mouth, he ran his tongue across her nipple again 
then took it between his teeth and scraped it. "OH! OH 
JOSH," Megan cried as she orgasmed.

Megan was lost in Josh's sweet lovemaking. Her eyes 
teared up when he cradled her rounded belly and kissed 
her unborn son. Josh's hands moved lower and she sighed 
as she opened her knees for him. Then she felt it, 
something she'd never experienced before. Josh's head 
was at her wet crotch and his tongue was licking her 
pussy lips again and again as she bucked her hips to 
get closer to him. "OH JOSH, THAT FEELS SO GOOD! I LOVE 
YOU JOSH," she moaned. Then he plunged his tongue into 
her dripping pussy. "OOOHHH, I'M CUMMMMMMIIIINNNNGGGG," 
she exclaimed as she had her second orgasm.

Josh couldn't wait one second longer, he had to get 
inside Megan. Once he was sure she had recovered he 
moved between her sexy knees and gently entered her as 
her pussy muscles tightened around his thick cock. He 
began plunging in and out and she quickly matched his 
rhythm with her hips. "I love you, Meggie Malone," he 
told her. "Me too. OH GOD. YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM AGAIN," 
she moaned and as her orgasm hit, Josh flooded her with 
is sperm.

Josh was holding a sleeping Megan in his arms when his 
cell phone rang. "Sweetheart, it's Dr. Young," he said, 
putting the phone in her shaking hand and then holding 
her tightly. "Oh thank you! Thank you," she exclaimed 
and Josh breathed a giant sigh of relief. He loved this 
baby already even though it wasn't born yet, even 
though it wasn't his. "Oh Josh! He's perfect," Megan 
said joyously. She was so glad she had him to share 
things with. God, she was in love with him! "Are you 
hungry," Josh asked, rubbing her bare belly. "I'm 
STARVED," she exclaimed. "I'll go make us supper. You 
can rest for awhile," he said, sliding out of bed and 
putting on a pair of shorts.

Megan didn't want to rest anymore, she was too happy 
and excited for that. She should have been sore too, 
she'd had more orgasms in one afternoon than she'd had 
in her life, but she wasn't. Wrapping a sheet around 
herself, she went to the bathroom to take a shower. 

The baby was moving all over the place as she dried off 
her four and a half months pregnant body. "Hi my 
precious baby boy," Megan told her passenger. She 
stopped to look at herself in the mirror. She looked 
like a woman who had just made love for hours. She 
shouldn't have felt sexy -- her breasts were finally 
something to talk about, but she definitely had a belly 
now. Yet Josh made her feel VERY sexy. Slipping one of 
Josh's white dress shirts over her naked body, she went 
to find him.

Josh had just put the steaks, baked potatoes and toss 
salad on the table when Megan came padding into the 
room barefooted. She was wearing one of his shirts that 
reached about halfway down her thighs, and upon closer 
inspection, nothing else. He could clearly see the dark 
rings around her hard nipples, her swollen belly and 
the patch of red hair above her pussy through the white 
material. He'd never thought of pregnant women as being 
sexy, but Megan sure was. Even though they'd made love 
for hours he was getting hard again.

School was back in session as Megan began her fifth 
month of pregnancy in September. She'd decided to teach 
until Thanksgiving before going on maternity leave. 
She'd sent letters home to all the parents of her new 
students telling them to expect some pregnancy 
questions. All the kids were excited and wanted to 
touch her tummy to feel her unborn son move.

Nora Young wasn't surprised when Josh came along with 
Megan for her fifth month checkup, or that they were 
holding hands and looking dreamy-eyed at each other. 
Everybody in town was watching their romance which was 
growing at almost the same pace as Megan's tummy. 
Megan's self-esteem had increased so much under Josh's 
loving that she didn't mind stepping on the scales. 

"You've gained 11 and a half pounds. That's right where 
you should be," Dr. Young told her. "You should work 
some exercise into your routine, too. Walking is good. 
And unless I tell you to stop, you can keep making love 
until you go into labor," she said as Megan blushed and 
Josh smiled.

A week later Megan was giving a reading lesson when 
suddenly her unborn son gave a sharp kick and she 
stopped in mid-sentence. "Are you OK, Ms. Malone," her 
second graders asked worriedly. "I'm fine. The baby 
just kicked me hard and I wasn't ready for it," she 
smiled and soon she had two dozen pair of hands on her 
rounded belly. Now she could hardly wait to introduce 
the baby to Josh.

By the time he got to Megan's house from his meeting at 
the school district office, she had supper started. She 
was at the stove stirring a pan of spaghetti sauce, 
dressed in a pair of blue maternity shorts and an old 
T-shirt that didn't quite reach over her rounded five 
and a half months pregnant belly. Her long red hair was 
pulled into a ponytail and she had bare feet. She was 
the most beautiful woman he had ever seen and he wanted 
to come home to this every day for the rest of his 
life.

Megan's face lit up and she smiled when Josh came in 
the kitchen as he loosened his tie. "Have a rough day," 
she asked. "I HATE meetings," he exclaimed. "Are you 
hungry," she questioned. "VERY! For YOU," he answered, 
turning off the burner and then taking her into his 
strong arms and kissing her passionately. "What's 
gotten into you," Megan asked when she got her breath 
back. 

"YOU. I LOVE YOU," Josh answered as he was working at 
getting her out of her maternity shorts. Then he 
scooped her up into his arms and headed for her sofa. 
"JOSH! What if somebody comes," she giggled. "Oh you 
are definitely going to cum," he said lowering her onto 
the cushions and stripping off his clothes.

Their bodies were entwined as he pressed her into the 
soft cushions. Megan moved her hands over his strong 
body as they kissed and their tongues danced. Josh 
paused just long enough to pull off her T-shirt as she 
giggled. Her heart leapt with joy at how much this man 
wanted her. Josh reached behind her back, unhooked 
Megan's bra and tossed it onto the carpet with the rest 
of their clothes. "SO BEAUTIFUL," he said in awe as he 
cupped her milk-filled breasts with his big hands and 
she whimpered. Soon her nipples were hard and she could 
feel herself getting wet.

Josh loved exploring Megan's changing body. Her breasts 
were the same but her five and a half months pregnant 
belly had grown, become rounder. He was rubbing his 
hands over its smooth, firm surface when suddenly it 
moved. "Is that what I think it is," he asked in a 
whisper. Megan nodded. "Hi little guy. It's nice to 
meet you," he said leaning over and kissing Megan's 
bulging belly.

Josh's hands were rubbing her inner thighs, closer and 
closer to her pussy as the baby continued to move in 
her belly. "OH JOSH! YOU'RE MAKING ME SOOOOOO WET! I 
WANT TO FEEL YOU INSIDE ME," she told him then lifted 
her bottom off the cushions so he could pull down her 
drenched maternity panties. 

Josh moved between Megan's knees and she guided his 
hard cock to her dripping pussy lips. He pushed the 
head in slowly then smiled as she bucked her hips for 
more. She was so tight her pussy fit his cock like a 
glove. Soon they were moaning and groaning as they made 
earth shattering love. "OH JOSH! I'M GONNA CUM," she 
shouted as an orgasm overpowered her and he blasted his 
load into her already occupied womb.

After they showered together and filled themselves with 
spaghetti and meatballs and garlic bread, they enjoyed 
the front porch swing with Megan laying across Josh's 
lap. "I'm too satisfied to move," she moaned. "Well, 
here's somebody who's moving," Josh smiled as the baby 
kicked inside Megan's belly. "He is so amazing." 

Megan was almost six months pregnant when the Sandy 
Bridge Elementary School PTO held its Fall Festival at 
the end of September. Josh found himself perched over a 
dunk tank where everyone in town was paying to try to 
get him soaked. But that was OK because he could keep 
an eye on Megan. 

She was wearing maternity blue jeans and a pink top 
that no longer hid her rounded belly. Her long red hair 
was pulled into a ponytail and she was smiling as she 
painted designs on the kids' cheeks. Just thinking 
about her made him hard. It was a good thing he was 
going to be spending half the day in cold water.

The baby was kicking away as Megan painted her 
hundredth smiley face on a chubby little cheek. She 
couldn't resist moving a hand to her rounded tummy. 
"You sure do look happy, Megan. You're glowing," Tina 
Sanders, the elementary art teacher said. "I LOVE being 
pregnant," she answered. "I was talking about Josh 
too," Tina added. "When Tom died I didn't think I'd 
ever love again, but now I DO. I LOVE JOSH," she 
answered.

Josh was still cold and he knew that Megan had to be 
tired when they got back to his house. He scooped her 
into his strong arms as she giggled. "Where are you 
taking me," she asked as he started up the steps. "I'll 
give you one guess," he said kissing her nose. As soon 
as Josh put her down she was in his arms and they were 
kissing -- a slow, passionate, breath-taking kiss. Then 
he was slipping down her maternity jeans and she was 
undressing him too. "I need you to warm me up," he 
smiled. "Usually you do that by putting on clothes, not 
taking them off," Megan giggled.

They lay like spoons with Megan's curving back against 
Josh's chest. His chin was on her shoulder and he 
kissed her neck as she smiled. Josh's arms were wrapped 
around her with his hands on her rounded nearly six 
months pregnant belly as her unborn baby turned and 
kicked. "He is so amazing. Just like his mommy," Josh 
whispered. "I love having him inside me, and you 
holding me like this, and I LOVE YOU, Josh Winters," 
she said as they drifted off to sleep.

Fall was in the air as Megan started her sixth month of 
pregnancy in October. She and Josh were living 
together, spending weekdays at her house and weekends 
at his. Everyone in town knew they were a couple but he 
was an elementary school principal and she was a 
teacher and appearances had to be maintained.

When they were at Megan's house they shared cooking 
duties and she was amazed at how good he was at it. 
They worked around the kitchen table as Megan graded 
papers and Josh went over reports. Later they cuddled 
on the sofa and munched on popcorn as the baby moved 
inside her. 

Megan loved the weekends they spent at Josh's house. 
They watched DVDs on Friday night until they felt the 
desire to go to bed and make passionate love. On 
Saturdays they went shopping or to arts and crafts 
shows, or just hiking to enjoy nature. Saturday nights 
they made love for hours then slept in late on Sunday 
with Josh bringing them breakfast in bed.

Josh was already at school when Megan woke up on the 
morning of her six month checkup. A substitute would 
teach her second graders and Josh would meet her at Dr. 
Young's office. Still half asleep, she moved a hand to 
her firm, rounded belly and smiled -- knowing that 
everything she was experiencing wasn't a wonderful 
dream. 

The baby stirred awake while Megan was under the warm 
water of the shower, turning and poking her with tiny 
knees and elbows. She never dreamed she could love 
anyone as much as she loved her unborn baby -- and Josh 
too.

Megan needed a second towel to dry off her six months 
pregnant body. She couldn't resist pausing to examine 
how her 40-year-old body had changed in the last few 
months. Her breasts were plump and filled with milk, 
her aerolas and nipples were dark. Her well-rounded 
belly was enlarging rapidly and was firm and smooth. 
The line running down the middle was darker and her 
hips were getting wider to support all the weight she 
was gaining.

Still naked as a jaybird, Megan padded back to the 
bedroom and gathered up clean clothes. Her breasts were 
still a little tender and her nursing bra, two cup 
sizes larger than her normal B-cups, felt great. 
Stepping into a pair of lacy white maternity panties, 
Megan slid them up over her shapely legs and around her 
swollen tummy. Since she knew she'd have to partly 
undress at her doctor's appointment, she put on 
flowered Capri pants with a purple knit top that clung 
to her big swollen belly.

Josh was so worried that he'd miss something that he 
got to Nora Young's office before Megan. "I was hoping 
I'd have a minute alone with you, Josh. I have 
something for you," she said handing a booklet to him. 
Josh glanced at it. SEXUAL POSITIONS FOR LATE 
PREGNANCY. Before he could look at the pictures Megan 
came into the waiting room and smiled at him. God, she 
was lovely. With her long red hair pinned up and 
wearing cute flowered pants that went up to her ankles 
and a purple sweater clinging to her six months 
pregnant belly, there was no way she looked 40.

The only reluctant part of her examination was stepping 
on the scales. "You've gained 14 pounds, Megan. That's 
great for a first-time mom. You'll probably gain 10 
pounds in the next month," Dr. Young told her. "I'm 
going to start looking like a hippo before too long," 
she exclaimed, not seeing the look that Nora threw to 
Josh.

Megan lay on the examining table with her knit top 
pulled up over her swollen six months pregnant belly. 
Josh watched as Dr. Young moved her skilled hands and 
then the stethoscope over it. "This sounds like one 
healthy baby," she said and he watched as Megan's smile 
brightened the room as she listened to her unborn son. 
"Your turn," Dr. Young said to Josh. He was amazed. The 
baby sounded so much stronger than before and he 
realized he was falling in love with this unborn baby 
as well as its mother.

An hour later Josh and Megan were at the local Chinese 
restaurant as he watched her eat a plate of sweet and 
sour pork, using her chopsticks with amazing skill. "I 
had such a craving for Chinese," Megan said between 
bites. Her pregnancy had only made her more lovely to 
Josh. "You know what they say, you'll be hungry again 
in 10 minutes," he smiled. "That's a pretty safe bet 
right now," she giggled. "What do you want for 
dessert," he asked. "YOU," she said wrinkling her nose.

Hand in hand they went up the steps to Megan's bedroom. 
Standing beside the bed, Josh took her in his arms and 
kissed her thoroughly. When she felt Josh's tongue 
pressing against her lips, she opened her mouth to him 
and the kiss grew even more intense as their tongues 
danced. Megan was still getting her breath back and her 
unborn son was kicking as she undid Josh's belt, 
unfastened his pants and pulled down the zipper. She 
smiled as she cupped his erection with her hand causing 
Josh to moan. It made her feel wonderfully sexy to 
arouse Josh even though she was six months pregnant.

"One of us is definitely overdressed," Josh said as he 
pulled Megan's purple knit top over her head revealing 
her white lace maternity bra. Slowly he untied the 
drawstring holding up her cute flowered maternity pants 
then slid them down her long, shapely legs. When he saw 
the matching lace panties he got even harder. Placing 
his hands on Megan's smooth rounded belly, he felt a 
ripple of movement from her womb -- and kissed the 
spot. 

Megan loved Josh so much that it literally made her 
knees weak. He scooped her into his arms then deposited 
her gently in the middle of the bed. They were kissing 
passionately, their bodies pressed together as the baby 
kicked between them. Reaching under Megan's shoulder 
blades, Josh unhooked her bra and gently removed it.

Josh never considered himself a breast man, but Megan's 
were becoming magnificent. They had filled with milk 
until they were nearly D-cup in size and the rings 
around her long nipples were a rich chocolate brown. 
Taking them in his hands, he began fondling them as 
Megan whimpered with pleasure. 

"Oh Josh! That feels SOOOO good," Megan exclaimed as 
Josh rubbed his tongue over her hard erect nipples. 
Then he was sliding his hands to her swollen six months 
pregnant belly. "I'm getting fat," she complained. "The 
only thing you're getting is more beautiful," he told 
her, kissing her tummy.

Megan was lost in a sea of erotic sensations as Josh 
touched her six months pregnant body everywhere. He 
touched her knee and she moved them apart. Then he was 
rubbing his big hands over her inner thighs, closer and 
closer to her pregnant pussy. Megan was breathing 
faster as she felt it starting to happen. "Oh Josh! 
You're making me SOOOO WET," she told him excitedly. "I 
think I better see for myself," he smiled as he moved a 
hand to the crotch of her white lacy panties and gently 
squeezed as Megan shuddered with her first orgasm.

Still getting her breath back, Megan lifted her bottom 
off the sheet long enough for Josh to pull down her 
soaked maternity panties. She hoped he would make love 
to her the way he had before and smiled when she felt 
his tongue moving up and down her pussy lips. 

"God Meggie, you taste like champagne," he told her. 
Then Josh pushed his tongue into her wet pussy and when 
it touched her swollen clit Megan orgasmed again. The 
baby was turning and kicking inside her six months 
pregnant belly as Megan got her breath back. Josh's 
hard cock was pressing against her leg and he groaned 
as she cradled it in her hand. "I want to feel you 
inside me so much," she whispered as she moved apart 
her bent knees invitingly.

Josh was sure he'd explode if he didn't get inside 
Megan soon. He moved his body between her knees as she 
guided his cock to her dripping pussy. He was extra 
careful not to put his weight on her bulging belly as 
he slid inside her and her pussy muscles tightened 
around his cock. Megan loved feeling Josh inside her, 
she was so aroused even though she'd already had a pair 
of orgasms. She began moving her hips as Josh picked up 
the rhythm. In and out...deeper and deeper. "OH 
JOSH...I'M GOING TO CUM," she exclaimed as her third 
orgasm hit.

Megan's appetite was suddenly ravenous. She did her 
best to eat good things for her unborn son but whenever 
she got a craving for something, Josh went to get it 
for her. With each passing day, Megan found it harder 
to imagine a life without Josh in it. Soon her pregnant 
belly grew rounder and heavier and all her curves 
became softer. Josh thought she looked stunning. 

She usually took a nap after school while he prepared 
supper. Before the fall evenings got dark, they'd go 
for a walk but Megan could never make it past Donna 
Drake's bakery without stopping for a treat. "I'm going 
to weigh 300 pounds before this pregnancy is over," she 
sighed as she took a bite of brownie. "I know a great 
way to work off some calories," Josh smiled as he took 
her hand and they headed back to her house.

Kicking off their shoes, Megan and Josh headed straight 
up the steps to their bedroom where they quickly 
undressed, but then slowed things down. "We always do 
this so fast. I want to make love with you for hours," 
Josh said as he took her in his arms and kissed her 
longingly. Megan's six and a half months pregnant body 
was a boneless puddle of erotic sensations. 

Josh was making love to every inch of her body and now 
she had LOTS of inches. His hands were fondling her 
breasts which were now so full of milk for her unborn 
son that they were now D cups.

Josh couldn't get enough of Megan's pregnancy enhanced 
breasts. He began licking around her rich brown aerolas 
as she moaned with pleasure. When he rubbed his tongue 
over her rock-hard nipples he felt her body start to 
stiffen as she moved her knees apart. Taking a nipple 
between his teeth, Josh scraped it as he felt Megan 
shudder. 

Megan felt herself going over the edge. "Oh Josh! I'm 
gonna cum," she exclaimed as her orgasm overpowered her 
and her pussy was drenched and the bedroom filled with 
her aroma. "Make love to me, sweetheart! I want to feel 
you inside me," she whispered when she got her breath 
back. "In time, Meggie my love, in time," Josh said as 
he turned his attention to her six and a half months 
pregnant belly. 

He was amazed how firm and smooth it was. He pressed 
his fingers against the side and was rewarded with 
three solid kicks that made him smile. "I think he 
likes this," Josh laughed. "I know his mommy sure 
does," Megan moaned as he moved his hands even lower on 
her six and a half months pregnant body.

Josh's big hands were rubbing her smooth inner thighs 
as Megan whimpered with pleasure. She never knew that 
making love could be so wonderful, and she was amazed 
that she'd discovered it while she was pregnant. "Oh 
Josh! I'm SOOO wet! Make love to me," she moaned as she 
moved her bent knees apart. Josh gathered up Megan in 
his strong arms and laid her gently in her side so her 
rounded pregnant belly was supported by the mattress. 
Touching her opening, he found her wet and ready then 
moved his hard cock to enter her.

"MMMM. You've learned something new. I'm VERY 
impressed," Megan smiled. "Dr. Young gave me a booklet 
with positions that will be easier for you and better 
for the little guy," Josh told her as he pushed his 
cock deep into her. "OH JOSH! That feels WONDERFUL! 
Remind me to thank her." Megan exclaimed as she felt 
herself about to orgasm again.

Megan was almost seven months pregnant when she and 
Josh started natural childbirth classes. It was a 
little earlier than usual but Dr. Young was being 
overly cautious since Megan was over 40 and it was 
considered a high risk pregnancy. By the time she got 
home from school her back was aching and she was 
exhausted. Climbing the stairs slowly to the bedroom 
she shared with Josh, she kicked off her flat shoes, 
slipped out of her maternity dress until she was just 
in her bra and panties then lay down resting her big 
bulging belly against the mattress with a quilt pulled 
up to her neck.

The house was quiet when Josh got home from a meeting 
but he knew he wasn't alone. After gathering the 
ingredients to make chili, he snuck upstairs and looked 
in on Megan who was sound asleep. Being pregnant was 
hard work and it was getting more difficult as the baby 
grew larger inside her body. At that moment Josh felt 
an overwhelming love for both mother and child. 

About an hour later when supper was ready, Josh sat 
down on the edge of the bed, pulled back the quilt and 
kissed Megan awake. "MMMM, you taste good," she yawned. 
"Supper is ready. I made chili and cornbread," Josh 
told her. "YUM!! I'm STARVED," she exclaimed pushing 
away the quilt.

Josh was totally amazed by Megan's nearly seven months 
shape. Her breasts were so filled with milk they were 
magnificent. Her big bulging belly had grown so much in 
the past few weeks yet she never looked more beautiful. 
The line running down the middle was getting darker and 
her belly button was flattening out. 

Josh placed a hand on each side of her belly and felt 
the baby thumping way. Megan moved her knees apart 
invitingly and he rubbed the crotch of her cotton 
maternity panties until he heard her breathing quicken. 
"We better not get started, supper will be cold and 
we'll miss childbirth class," he said kissing her nose.

After supper, Megan took a nice hot shower hoping it 
would make her backache go away and make her smell a 
little better. From the booklets Dr. Young had given 
her, she knew that all pregnant women sweated a lot. 
She needed all of two towels to dry off her nearly 
seven months pregnant body. 

She wondered if she'd ever get used to there being so 
much of her. Padding naked back to the bedroom, Megan 
sat on the edge of her bed then bent over her 
tremendous tummy to blindly fish her bare feet through 
the leg holes of her high thigh maternity panties. 
Couples were supposed to dress casual for the 
childbirth class, so she pulled a pair of light gray 
leggings up over her still slender long legs. 

Lifting her heavy breasts into a bra that hooked in the 
front, she pulled a dark blue sweater over her head 
that clung to the rounded shape of her belly. She 
didn't know why other pregnant women tried to hide 
their bellies under baggy clothes, she was proud of her 
condition and liked showing it off.

There were seven other couples in the natural 
childbirth class. Megan was happy to be around other 
women who had pretty much the same shape as she did and 
their common condition made them fast friends. Josh was 
curious to see if the other men thought their mates 
were as sexy as he thought Megan was. He was sure that 
everyone there thought Megan was his wife and the baby 
was his and that was fine because if he had his way it 
would soon be a reality. 

After the introductions, the instructor outlined what 
they would be learning and they watched a video of an 
actual birth that left Josh shaken. He knew Megan was 
the strongest person he'd ever known but he didn't know 
if he could watch her go through delivering the baby 
without fainting himself.

When they took a break all the women hurried off to pee 
while the men gathered in their own huddle. They were 
all complaining about mood swings and extra pounds and 
lack of sex while he couldn't identify with any of 
that. When Megan came back into the room his eyes were 
instantly drawn to her. She was wearing leggings that 
clung to her long, shapely legs and the blue sweater 
did nothing to hide her ample milk-filled breasts and 
the large mound of her unborn son. 

Her long red hair was pulled into a ponytail and her 
skin shone with healthiness. While the other pregnant 
women in the class seemed to be lumbering, Megan moved 
with a graceful flow. When she saw him looking at her 
she smiled at him and his heart skipped a beat. She was 
absolutely beautiful.

During the second part of the class, the couples 
practiced breathing exercises they would use during 
labor. Megan sat on the mat-covered floor between 
Josh's legs as he wrapped his arms around her with his 
hands on her firm, well-rounded nearly seven months 
pregnant belly. The coach counted off the 
"contractions" while Megan huffed and puffed and Josh 
moved his one hand in a circular motion on her mound as 
the baby kicked away. But soon she was breathing in an 
entirely different way and she smiled when she felt his 
erection pressing against her butt. "I think we have 
some unfinished business at home, mister," she 
whispered in his ear as she smiled.

Josh was sure he was going to get a speeding ticket 
driving home and he was positive Megan was smiling all 
the way. He didn't even bother turning on the 
downstairs lights, he led her straight up the steps to 
their bedroom. Even at nearly seven months pregnant, 
Megan looked so damn sexy that Josh didn't know where 
to start undressing her. Taking a hold of the hem of 
her sweater, he slowly pulled it up over Megan's big 
bulging belly then her D-cup breasts and finally over 
her head. 

God, she was breathtaking. Unhooking the front of her 
bra, Josh freed her milk-filled breasts, placing his 
hands under them to feel their weight as she whimpered 
with pleasure. Kneeling down, he slipped his fingers 
under the stretched waistband of her gray leggings and 
slowly tugged them down over her belly, revealing her 
skimpy maternity panties. This time it was he that 
moaned. Pulling them over her smooth, shapely legs, 
Josh's cock was so hard he was in pain.

Megan wasn't sure how they ended up in bed, she was too 
wrapped up in Josh's passionate lovemaking. He was 
kissing her neck as his big hands fondled her plump 
milk-filled breasts. Soon she was breathing hard and 
her nipples were hard as bullets. Josh's rough tongue 
was licking across them sending little jolts of sexual 
energy to her pussy making her wetter and wetter. 

His hands slid lower to her rapidly enlarging nearly 
seven months pregnant stomach. "You're so beautiful 
baby," he said as he kissed it, then his tongue was 
following the dark line down to her flattening belly 
button as a powerful orgasm coursed through her as she 
screamed with pleasure.

Moving his head to Megan's pregnant pussy, Josh began 
licking up her sweet juices as she writhed with 
pleasure. "JOSH...JOSH...NOW! MAKE LOVE TO ME NOW," she 
panted as she struggled to roll over onto her side with 
her tremendous tummy resting against the mattress then 
lifted her leg high giving him access to her dripping 
pussy. "I've been looking at your book," Megan smiled 
as he moved his hard cock to her opening and pushed it 
deep into her. She was so tight and her body so 
responsive as he pushed his tool in and out...deeper 
and deeper until they both orgasmed then fell back 
across the bed in each other's arms.

Winter weather started to arrive in November as Megan 
started her seventh month of pregnancy. Josh was 
already at the elementary school when the strong kicks 
and jabs of her unborn son woke her up. She had an 
appointment with Dr. Young at 10 so the substitute who 
would take over her class when she went on maternity 
leave was teaching her second graders. 

Moving her hands to her mammoth mound, she rubbed her 
hands over her smooth skin, feeling the faint jagged 
marks on the sides under her smoothed over belly button 
for the first time. Then her unborn son woke up with a 
volley of kicks and sharp turns. She just LOVED being 
pregnant! 

"I guess we can't stay in bed all day... and getting up 
isn't going to be easy without your daddy around to 
help us," Megan told her passenger, then realized her 
words. Even though Josh wasn't this baby's biological 
father, he was going to be the man in her son's life, 
and the man in her bed and her heart.

Pushing away the warm quilt, Megan groaned with the 
effort as she moved her gravid body across the bed, the 
weight of her unborn baby holding her down like an 
anchor. By the time she got her breath back, she 
realized she had another problem -- she really had to 
pee. Pressing her hands against the sheet, Megan 
grunted as she pushed her big seven months pregnant 
belly outward and struggled to her feet. Cupping a hand 
over her crotch, she waddled hurriedly to the bathroom 
to empty her shrinking bladder.

It took Megan all of two giant bath towels to dry off 
from her shower. She couldn't resist the opportunity to 
closely examine how her 40-year-old body had changed in 
the last few months. Her face looked a little puffier 
and all her curves were rounder and softer. Her 
normally unspectacular breasts were now plump and so 
full of milk she could see blue veins in them and the 
rings around her nipples were rich chocolate in color. 

They were so sensitive now and Josh knew just what to 
do to drive her into a sexual frenzy. Just below them, 
her tremendous tummy began rounding outward. She never 
dreamed there would be so much of her. Her belly was 
smooth and firm with a dark line running down the 
middle to her flattened belly button. Her hips seemed 
wider and firmer to support all the pregnancy weight 
she had gained.

Totally naked, Megan streaked back to her bedroom and 
gathered clean clothes to get dressed. Lowering her 
heavy body to the edge of the bed, she leaned over her 
big bulging belly and blindly fished her feet through 
the leg holes of her panties and maternity jeans then 
put on purple knee socks all the while the baby thumped 
away. Standing up, she stretched the waistbands over 
her pregnant shape then lifted her heavy breasts into 
the cups of her maternity bra and pulled on a colorful 
warm knit sweater.

Josh was already at Dr. Young's office waiting when 
Megan arrived. Even at seven months pregnant, she was 
so beautiful that she took his breath away every time 
he saw her. And when she saw him and smiled her shy 
smile, his heart was lost. He smiled at her reluctance 
to step onto the scales. 

"You've gained 25 pounds, Megan. That's great for a 
first time mom," Dr. Young told her. "That's a whole 
sack of potatoes," Megan groaned as he helped her get 
onto the examining table. "You're the sexiest sack of 
potatoes I've ever seen," he whispered in her ear. 
"Thanks, mister. There will be a reward for you when 
you get home and it won't be a baked potato," she 
wrinkled her nose.

Nora Young smiled to herself as she watched the 
interaction between the two lovebirds. As she moved her 
hands and then the stethoscope over Megan's well-
rounded stomach, she wondered how long it would be 
before she heard wedding bells. "Everything sounds 
great, guys. Want to have listen," she asked as Megan 
jumped at the chance. 

"Oh my God! It sounds so much stronger," she exclaimed. 
Josh thought so too, but nothing prepared him for when 
Dr. Young did another ultrasound. "He's SO BIG! He 
looks like a real baby," he marveled. "No wonder I'm 
huge," Megan smiled, feeling better about her very 
pregnant shape.

Moving through her seventh month, Megan felt herself 
slowing down. It was getting harder to get up every 
morning after not being able to sleep much because her 
unborn son seemed to think that her resting time was 
HIS play time. And every time she was nearly asleep, 
she realized that she had to pee and she woke Josh too 
to help her out of bed. 

At school, she couldn't just get up to get what she 
wanted and lowering her heavy pregnant body to the 
level of her second graders was increasingly difficult. 
The baby was constantly kicking and when she moved a 
hand to her swollen stomach to feel it, she always had 
several pairs of little hands who wanted to feel the 
baby move too. As much as Megan loved teaching, she was 
glad her maternity leave was approaching soon.

Natural childbirth class left Josh shaken. They watched 
several videos of actual births and the thought of 
Megan having to go through that to deliver the little 
guy scared him to death. Megan put up a good front but 
he knew she was afraid too. It was a little better when 
they visited labor and delivery at the hospital and got 
a chance to look at all the babies in the nursery. 

"I can't believe they are all so tiny! How can THEY be 
so little and me be so HUGE," she exclaimed. "You 
aren't huge, sweetheart. You fit just fine," Josh said 
wrapping his arms around her. "That's because you have 
very long arms," she giggled.

On their way home the couple stopped at the Burger Barn 
where they didn't even have to order. Megan was 
becoming legendary for being able to down a double 
mushroom burger and large order of onion rings. "Oh I'm 
stuffed! Why do you let me feed my face like that," 
Megan groaned when they got back to the house. "And 
just how do you suggest that I'd stop you," he laughed. 
"You have a point," she laughed patting her mammoth 
mound. 

"I know a way we can work off some of the calories and 
work on your muscle tone at the same time," Josh said 
taking her in his strong arms. "How can you even look 
at me! I look like a hippo," Megan exclaimed. "You are 
the most beautiful women I've ever known," he said 
pulling her even tighter against his erection.

Hand in hand they went upstairs to their bedroom where 
they were kissing passionately. Josh rubbed his hands 
over Megan's curved back and cute bottom, pressing her 
mammoth mound even closer to his chest. Holding her at 
arms length, he unbuttoned her maternity smock and took 
it off. At nearly eight months pregnant her mammoth 
mound was impressive and so were her D-cup breasts as 
he unfastened her bra. Untying the drawstring on her 
maternity pants, he loosened them then slid them down 
over her shapely legs so she could step out of them and 
her panties. God she was lovely.

Megan lay in bed giggling as Josh frantically 
undressed. Seeing what she did to him made her feel 
extremely sexy even though she was almost eight months 
pregnant. When she was in his arms again they were 
kissing longingly as Josh moved his hands over her 
smooth skin. 

He was kneading her D-cup breasts causing her nipples 
to stiffen and her breathing to become faster. "So 
beautiful," he whispered as he moved her tongue over 
her nipples and Megan whimpered with sexual excitement. 
"Do you know what the other women at childbirth class 
call this," she asked breathlessly. "What," Josh asked, 
kissing her nose. "BABY DANCING," she answered as she 
giggled.

Josh was fascinated by Megan's mammoth mound. Is was 
now so big it amazed him that she keep doing the things 
she'd normally do. He ran his hands over the sides 
feeling how firm and smooth it was -- and witnessing 
the strong kicks of the baby from inside. Now he could 
even see little bumps made by the baby's feet, knees 
and elbows. 

Josh ran his tongue down the dark line running down the 
middle of the tremendous tummy as he felt Megan's body 
shudder. Her belly button was starting out a little. 
Then he discovered the little jagged lines. "What are 
these," he asked. "Stretch marks... from the baby 
getting so big," Megan answered. "Do they hurt," he 
asked. "No... there's just kind of itchy... Dr. Young 
can give me something for them," she answered as his 
hands moved even lower.

Megan was in heaven as Josh's hands rubbed her inner 
thighs, closer and closer to her pregnant pussy. She 
was already so wet that she could smell her own aroma. 
Then Josh was between her legs and she felt his tongue 
going up and down her pussy lips. She just loved it 
when he made love to her this way.

Soon she was writhing with sexual excitement holding 
Josh's head to her crotch. When he plunged a tongue 
into her dripping pussy and found her swollen clit, she 
screamed with pleasure as she had a toe curling orgasm.

At nearly eight months pregnant, Megan's belly was too 
large to make love the conventional way any longer. 
Josh took one of their pillows and placed in on the 
sheet so that when he helped her up onto her hands and 
knees, she could rest her belly against the pillow. 
Placing his body behind her, he reached around her, 
touching her breasts and tremendous tummy as she moved 
her knees even farther apart so he could rub her pussy. 

When he was sure she was ready, Josh pressed his hard 
cock against her pussy lips and gently pushed it deep 
into her as Megan moaned with pleasure. Soon she was 
rocking back and forth with his thrusts. When her 
orgasm hit, she screamed with pleasure as she collapsed 
onto the pillow as Josh sent wave after wave of manhood 
into her pregnant pussy.

On her last day of school before Thanksgiving vacation 
and her maternity leave started, the parents of Megan's 
second graders brought cupcakes and Kool Aid and her 
little students presented her with drawings of how they 
thought her baby would look. As much as she loved 
teaching, Megan knew she was on the verge of beginning 
a new and wonderful part of her life with a baby of her 
own and the man that she loved. Josh watched Megan from 
the doorway and smiled to himself as a terrific plan 
began to formulate in his head.

Beginning her eighth month of pregnancy at the 
beginning of December, it was the middle of the morning 
before the strong kicks of her unborn son woke her up 
to an empty bed. Well, her tremendous tummy was so big 
there wasn't THAT much room, and then there were her 
half dozen pillows so she could get comfortable. Come 
to think of it, it was a wonder there was any room in 
her bed for Josh at all. "Well, precious. We can't stay 
here all day cause you're mommy really has to pee," 
Megan told her passenger as he kicked stronger inside 
her.

Working her gravid body to the edge of the bed, Megan 
tipped herself over the edge catching herself with her 
knee. The baby was so heavy in her belly that getting 
out of bed was more like a circus act. Groaning as she 
struggled to stand, she waddled hurriedly to the 
bathroom where she peed a river. 

The warm water of the shower felt good on her aching 
back but her mammoth mound was so large that the water 
hit it and missed the front of her legs completely. She 
needed part of a third towel to dry off all the parts 
of her pregnant eight months pregnant body that she 
could still reach. When she was finished, she couldn't 
resist pausing to examine how her 40-year-old body has 
changed in the last few months.

Even though her face was a little puffier, her skin 
tone exuded healthiness and when Josh told her that she 
was the most beautiful woman in the world it made her 
pregnancy glow shine even more. Megan found that all of 
her curves were rounder as her body began storing fat 
to keep her strong during the rigors of nursing her 
baby, her butt was bigger than she remembered it ever 
being but Josh didn't seem to mind. 

Her normally B-cup breasts has increased two full cup 
sizes and were so teeming with milk for her unborn baby 
that she could see blue veins in them. The rings around 
her long nipples were rich chocolate and lately the 
insides of her bra cups were moist at night from 
leaking milk.

Between her heavy breasts, Megan's mammoth mound began 
rounding outward. She stood sideways with one hand on 
top of her big belly and the other underneath it 
marveling at just how much there was of it. The line 
running down the middle to her belly button, which was 
starting to push out, was even more defined as were the 
stretch marks. Megan knew she would have to get 
something from Dr. Young to keep them from getting any 
worse even though she was pretty sure that her bikini 
days were over. Her hips were wider and flatter to 
support all the pregnancy weight she'd gained and 
lately her feet and ankles swelled if she spent too 
much time on them.

Megan missed her second graders but there was so many 
things she wanted to get done before her son was born. 
She spent hours pouring through catalogs and looking on 
the internet for baby things and items for the nursery. 
The first weekend her maternity leave started, they had 
a bunch of friends over to the house to dismantle all 
of the furniture in the spare bedroom closest to theirs 
and get it ready to make a nursery. It warmed Megan's 
heart that Josh wouldn't let her lift a finger and he 
kept sending her secret looks that warmed other parts 
of her anatomy. 

Snow was falling steadily outside her bedroom window as 
Megan started getting dressed for her eighth month 
checkup with Dr. Young. Sitting on the edge of her bed, 
her tremendous tummy reached almost halfway to her 
knees and her heavy milk-filled breasts hung as she 
blindly fished her feet through the leg holes of her 
cotton maternity pants and jeans. Struggling to stand, 
she stretched the elastic bands over her big bulging 
belly. Lifting her D-cup breasts into her bra she 
hooked it behind her curved back. Since it was bone 
chilling cold outside, she stretched a white turtleneck 
top over her gravid shape then added a warm red, white 
and green knit Christmas sweater.

School was already cancelled for the rest of the day by 
the time Josh met Megan for her appointment. He was 
reading a parenting magazine when Megan got there, her 
long red hair sticking out from under her stocking cap 
and her tremendous tummy. As soon as she was warmed up, 
Dr. Young had her on the scales. 

"You've gained 29 and a half pounds, Megan. You are 
doing great," Nora told her as she beamed. Next she lay 
on the examining table with her sweater and shirt 
pulled up bearing her mammoth mound as Dr Young 
listened to the baby and checked her position. 
"Everything is progressing just the way it's supposed 
to," the OB/GYN told them. "Do you have anything for 
stretch marks," Megan asked. "I'll give you some creme 
that will help," Dr. Young said.

Josh was in bed later that evening when Megan came 
padding in their bedroom holding the jar of moisturizer 
and wearing just her maternity panties. The sight of 
her bare milk-filled breasts and tremendous eight 
months pregnant belly was breathtaking. "Will you put 
some of this stuff on for me," she asked then lowered 
her heavy body to their bed. Using Megan's popping 
belly button for a nose, Josh put two big dabs of creme 
for the eyes, added a large curved streak for a mouth 
and then made a circle around her tremendous tummy. 
Megan moaned with pleasure as he rubbed the cool lotion 
onto the surface of her mammoth mound. "I think you 
should put some on my breasts too," she smiled and he 
groaned. "Only if you go Baby Dancing with me," he said 
kissing her nose. "I think that can be arranged, 
mister," Megan giggled.

After making passionate love, Josh and Megan lay like 
spoons with his arms wrapped around her tremendous 
tummy. "I don't know how you can even look at me! I 
feel like I belong in an Animal Planet show about 
whales," she moaned. "You are NOT a whale. You are the 
most beautiful woman in the world," Josh said kissing 
her neck as the baby gave him some solid pokes. "See 
the little guy agrees," he added. 

"I know, I really do LOVE being pregnant. It's just 
that I'm HUGE. My back aches all the time and I have to 
pee every 15 minutes," Megan told him. "I know 
sweetheart, I admire you so much for what you're going 
through," Josh said, rubbing his hands over her mammoth 
mound. "It will all be over soon and you'll have a 
beautiful baby boy."

They decided to paint the nursery blue with colorful 
balloon appliqués. Josh painted the high parts while 
Megan painted everything she could reach. She looked so 
adorable in her most battered pair of maternity shorts 
and one of his old sweatshirts that only reached to her 
popped out belly button, leaving several inches of bare 
pregnant belly exposed. 

She told him she didn't want to ruin a good maternity 
shirt which warmed his heart because he knew she was 
already thinking about getting pregnant again with his 
baby, even though he considered the one in her belly 
his as well. When they were done painting, Josh knew 
that Megan was exhausted. "You have a spot of paint on 
you," he told her. "Where," she asked. "Right there," 
Josh said taking his wet paint brush and touching her 
belly. "Oh, you're going to pay for that, mister," 
Megan exclaimed.

Josh thought about making love to Megan in the shower, 
but at nearly eight and a half months pregnant, her 
mammoth mound was just too large for both of them to 
fit comfortably. When she stepped out from under the 
water, he was waiting there to dry her off. He patted 
her lovely face dry then moved on to her slender neck 
and shoulders, stopping to kiss them liberally. Her 
milk-filled breasts were magnificent. 

They were so full that he could see blue veins in them 
and the rings around her long nipples were rich brown. 
When Josh rubbed his thumbs over her nipples, Megan 
moaned and they hardened instantly. Then he realized 
his thumbs were wet while her breasts were dry. 
Sticking a thumb in his mouth, he tasted the sweetness. 
"Hey, you're taking milk from a baby, mister," Megan 
giggled.

Sliding his hands lower to her tremendous nearly eight 
and a half months pregnant tummy, Josh marveled at how 
smooth and firm it was. She was so full of baby! Taking 
the moisturizer in his hand, he rubbed it over the 
sides and then the base below her pushed out belly 
button where the stretch marks were. He dried off her 
hips which were wider and flatter to carry her 
pregnancy weight, then ran the towel over her slender, 
shapely legs. Even her feet were sexy. 

"Would you like to go Baby Dancing with me," she asked, 
wrinkling her nose. Josh took her hand and led her back 
to their bedroom where he let Megan undress him.

They were kissing passionately as Josh touched her 
gravid body everywhere. Megan moaned with pleasure as 
he fondled her D-cup breasts. They were so full of milk 
they ached. Maybe it would be a good idea if Josh... As 
if he could read her mind, he took one of her breasts 
in his mouth and ran his tongue over her hard nipple. 
The sensation of Josh suckling her breast sent a wave 
of sexual energy to her pregnant pussy that made her 
instantly wet. 

"So sweet... just like you," Josh said giving her a wet 
kiss before changing breasts. His mouth slid from her 
breasts to where her mammoth mound began. As his hands 
moved over the firm, smooth surface he felt baby parts 
pushing against his hand from inside Megan's womb. "So 
amazing," he whispered in awe.

Josh's tongue was tracing the dark line down the middle 
of her tremendous tummy as she was so aroused she 
couldn't keep still. When he licked her pushed out 
belly button, Megan couldn't contain her orgasm any 
more and she groaned with pleasure. 

"Make love to me... I want to feel you inside me too," 
she panted when she got her breath back. Her eight and 
a half pregnant belly was so large that they could only 
do a few of the positions in the booklet Dr. Young had 
given them. With a great deal of laughter, Josh helped 
her up onto her hands and knees on the bed. Her 
stretched stomach was so big it touched the mattress 
and her heavy breasts hung swaying. 

Josh checked her pregnant pussy to make sure she was 
ready then placed his hands on her sexy ass and sunk 
his hard cock deep into her as she groaned with 
pleasure. Soon they were both moaning as they rocked 
back and forth. "Oh Josh! I'm gonna cum," Megan panted 
as a powerful orgasm ripped through her and her big 
belly suddenly tightened. "Sweetheart, are you OK," 
Josh asked worriedly. "I'm OK, it was just a Braxton 
Hicks... the baby's getting in some practice," she 
smiled.

They lay facing each other in the darkness, Megan's 
very pregnant body supported by a half dozen pillows. 
Josh couldn't resist moving his hands to her big 
bulging belly to feel the baby move. "I think he's 
telling us that we better get his nursery filled so he 
has someplace to sleep when he comes out of there. I 
think we better do some serious shopping," she moaned 
as she shifted her gravid body to find a more 
comfortable position. 

"I'm not supposed to say anything... but I think we can 
hold off on shopping. Our friends want to do something 
special for you and the baby, but that's all I'm 
saying... even if you torture it out of me," he said 
kissing her nose.

But there was one secret he was keeping from the love 
of his life. When the elementary school students held 
their Christmas program, they invited Megan to attend. 
She missed her little second graders and all of her 
teacher friends so much she was thrilled to go. 

Josh looked out at her sitting in the front row of the 
auditorium. She was wearing a festive green velvet 
maternity dress that did absolutely nothing to hide her 
mammoth mound and white stockings that showed off her 
terrific legs. Her long red hair was pulled up and her 
beautiful face shone with healthiness.

One by one the classes performed their Christmas songs 
and skits until Tina Sanders, the school's art teacher 
and one of Megan's best friends among the teacher's 
called her up to the stage. "We have a present for you, 
Megan. One I'm sure you will enjoy," she said as two of 
the other teacher's brought out a huge box. 

Megan opened it only to find another box, and then 
another one and another smaller one as the kids roared 
with laughter. When she got to the last box, she opened 
it and it was empty. "I think this is what's supposed 
to be there," Josh said joining her on stage and 
handing her a small velvet box. Her heart was beating 
frantically, the baby was hammering and tears of joy 
were streaming down her cheeks as she opened the box to 
find the most beautiful diamond ring she'd ever seen. 

"Will you marry me, Megan," Josh asked as he bent down 
before her. "SAY YES!" "SAY YES!" everyone was shouting 
at the too of their lungs. "Of course I'll marry you! I 
love you more than anything," Megan said as they 
embraced and kissed and everyone cheered.

News of the elementary school principal's and pregnant 
second grade teacher's engagement quickly spread 
through the close-knit community. When they went to 
Adam's Ribs to satisfy Megan's craving they were given 
the most romantic table in the restaurant and everybody 
wanted to congratulate them and see the engagement 
ring. Watching Megan eat her ribs always made Josh 
react the same way. "I think it's time to get you home 
and into bed," he told her. "But I feel great! I'm not 
even tired," she told him. "Who said anything about 
going to sleep," he smiled kissing her cheek.

Josh shouldn't have been nervous; he and Megan had been 
making love for months. But this was different, she was 
going to be his wife. His fingers were shaking as he 
undid the tiny buttons on her green velvet dress. 
Peeling it off her shoulders, he grinned when he saw 
her white bra and maternity panties covered with tiny 
Santa's and lots of mistletoe. 

"You aren't the only one full of surprises, mister," 
she said and soon they were making passionate love. 
Afterward, they lay cuddling in each other's arms, her 
tremendous tummy between them. "I have another surprise 
for you. I know what I want to name the baby... Thomas 
Joshua Winters," she told him. Josh didn't know what to 
say. He'd always assumed she was going to name the baby 
after its father and that it would have it's father's 
last name too. "You are going to be my husband...and 
the only father that this baby will ever know. I'll 
make sure he knows all about his biological father and 
I'll NEVER forget the gift that Tom gave me, but YOU 
are my baby's father," Megan told him as they kissed 
again.

"How soon can we get married," Josh asked as they 
enjoyed their closeness. "As soon as I'm thin enough to 
fit a swimsuit and enjoy our honeymoon. And that's not 
going to happen overnight," Megan told him. "I think 
you are the most beautiful woman in the world... but 
then I'm head-over-heels with you," he said kissing her 
nose. 

"Josh, when we get married...do you think we can try to 
have another baby right away. I don't want TJ to be an 
only child... and I really want to have your baby 
inside me," she told him. "I'd love to have another 
baby with you... you are one sexy mama," Josh answered 
and they were kissing again.

Megan and Josh spent their first Christmas together 
quietly, mostly because she was VERY pregnant and 
definitely slowing down. Since Josh had over a week 
off, he could pamper her and do all the little things 
around the house that she couldn't do without getting 
fatigued. They went to the community Christmas service 
and smiled at all the crying babies that interrupted 
the minister's sermon. 

Driving around town, they looked at all the beautiful 
decorations until Megan realized she had to REALLY pee 
and made Josh speed to get her home before she wet her 
pants. Most of all, they felt a contentment that came 
from knowing they would be spending the rest of their 
lives together.

Starting her ninth month of pregnancy at the beginning 
of January, Megan couldn't imagine how her tremendous 
tummy could get any bigger. Josh was already at school 
when the strong kicks of her unborn son woke her from a 
restless sleep that was interrupted many times to trek 
to the bathroom to pee. "I know...I know...you want out 
of there," Megan told her passenger as she rubbed her 
hands over her firm well-rounded stretched stomach. But 
she couldn't stay in bed all day, she had a 10 A.M. 
appointment with Dr. Young who wanted to see her every 
week since she was considered a high risk pregnancy 
because of her age.

Pushing away her covers, Megan huffed and puffed with 
the effort as she moved her nine months pregnant body 
crossways on the bed with her bare feet on the floor 
and her bent knees wide apart. Pressing her hands 
against the sheet, she groaned with the effort as she 
pushed her tremendous tummy outward and struggled to 
her feet. Rubbing her aching curved back, Megan waddled 
hurriedly to the bathroom to pee. She felt so huge and 
ungainly that she didn't trust herself getting in and 
out of the shower so she filled the sink with warm 
soapy water and gave herself a hand bath as her unborn 
son kicked strongly inside her.

Megan needed all of three towels to dry herself off, 
then she couldn't resist looking at her gravid 40-year-
old body in the full-length mirror. Her normally tiny 
breasts were now DD and so teeming with milk for her 
unborn son that blue veins were clearly visible. Her 
nipples were longer and the rings around them were a 
rich chocolate color. Between them her mammoth mound 
began rounding outward. 

Megan just couldn't believe how much of her there 
really was. There was a dark line running down the 
middle of her firm, smooth stomach to her pushed out 
belly button. Despite the moisturizer Dr. Young had 
given her, there were a few jagged red stretch marks 
along the sides and at the base underneath her belly 
button. Her hips were wide and flat to support all the 
weight she had gained. Her curved back was always 
aching and pushed out her tremendous tummy even more.

Since no towel in the house would fit around her 
anymore, Megan waddled slowly back to the bedroom where 
she gathered up clean clothes and lowered her gravid 
body to the edge of the bed to get dressed. When she 
was sitting, Megan's nine months pregnant belly reached 
nearly to her knees and there was no way to move it out 
of the way. 

Bending over it as best she could. Megan fished her 
feet blindly through the leg holes of her cotton 
panties and maternity jeans then struggled to put on 
knee socks since it was freezing cold outside. 'Oh 
God,' she thought to herself, 'if I get any bigger Josh 
is going to have to help me get dressed before he goes 
to school!'

Struggling to her feet, Megan stretched the elastic 
waistbands up over her mammoth mound then buttoned on a 
red plaid flannel smock that barely fit around her nine 
months pregnant body. Waddling downstairs, she poured a 
glass of orange juice and took her prenatal vitamin as 
the baby kicked. "I think these suckers must be made by 
Miracle Grow the way you're making your mommy so 
gigantic," she told her passenger. She was just 
finishing a double chocolate muffin when Josh came in 
the door. 

He didn't like her driving anymore since she could 
hardly fit behind the steering wheel. "Are you ready to 
go," he asked, wiping chocolate off her face and 
kissing her nose. Megan looked down at her stocking 
feet. "You might as well get used to it, daddy. You're 
gonna be putting on LOTS of shoes in your future," 
Megan giggled, holding out her foot.

"OH MY! In medical terms, you look about ready to pop, 
Megan," Dr. Young giggled as she led her and Josh into 
the examining room. "Do I HAVE to do this? I feel like 
we should be using the one down at the feed mill," 
Megan complained as she stepped onto the scales. 
"You've gained 34 pounds, Megan. That's pretty darn 
good for a first time mom. I think you're baby is about 
done and you'll only gain a pound or two before he 
decides to come out," the OB/GYN told her. "THANK GOD," 
Megan exclaimed.

Josh watched as Dr. Young moved her experienced hands 
and then the stethoscope over Megan's mammoth mound. "I 
feel like a beached whale," Megan moaned. "Maybe this 
will get you feeling better," Dr. Young said as she 
hooked the monitor to the speaker and they were 
listening to TJ's strong heartbeat. "Over the next few 
weeks the baby will start moving into position to be 
born. You'll notice that he won't be able to kick you 
up under your ribs anymore and you'll feel his weight 
low in your pelvis. They'll be a few other changes 
you'll notice right away but I'll let you discover them 
on your own," Dr. Young smiled.

The following weekend, Josh lured Megan over to his 
house so they could sort through stuff they wanted to 
keep and move back to Megan's house when they sold his. 
Meanwhile, all of their friends were back at Megan's 
house getting ready for a surprise baby shower. He did 
his best not to get her too tired but carrying around 
the baby was a real job since she was so close to 
delivering. "All I want to do is take off my shoes," 
Megan groaned as she went through the front door. 

"SURPRISE!!" everybody shouted and the baby shower was 
on. Megan had a wonderful time opening baby presents 
from all her friends. They'd given them everything they 
needed to fill the nursery but her mind couldn't help 
straying to Josh and wondering how he was doing with 
the guys. 

"We can't help noticing your like a fish out of water 
without Josh... so we thought we'd turn this into a bit 
of a bridal shower too," Kristen Drake, one of her best 
teacher friends blushed as she handed Megan a small 
box. "OH MY... I think he will definitely like this... 
I just wish I didn't look like a whale," she told her 
friends.

There was a time when sitting around with a bunch of 
guys drinking a few beers and watching basketball was 
one of his favorite things. But all Josh could think of 
was Megan. He was totally in love with the woman. He 
found her in the nursery surrounded by a mountain of 
things for the baby. When she saw him, she flashed that 
little shy smile that always got to him. Gathering her 
up in his arms, Josh kissed Megan on her forehead, then 
her nose, and finally a breathtaking kiss on the lips. 
"What was that for," Megan asked dreamingly. "I missed 
you," Josh answered. "Me too. Are we silly in love or 
what," she giggled.

Josh was already in bed while Megan lingered in the 
bathroom. He was about to get up to make sure 
everything was OK when she opened the door slightly and 
stuck her head into the room. "The girls got something 
for you too. I hope you like it," she said stepping all 
the way into the room. Josh was speechless. Megan was 
wearing a black piece of lingerie he could see right 
though and she was beautiful. He'd heard the term 
"hugely pregnant" but he had no idea what it looked 
like until now. 

Megan's breasts had grown to DD proportions and were so 
filled with milk that it leaked out every time he 
fondled her breasts and played with her nipples. 
Between them, the top of her mammoth mound began and 
acted like a shelf for her heavy breasts. There was 
just so much of her. "Do you like," she asked 
nervously. "I love it....I LOVE YOU," Josh answered. 
"You're not just saying that," she questioned as he 
pushed away the quilt to reveal is hard cock as she 
smiled wickedly and came to bed.

Megan sighed with pleasure as Josh kissed her so many 
times she lost count and touched her everywhere. And 
boy did she have a lot of EVERYWHERE! As much as she 
loved being pregnant and having TJ inside her, she was 
ready to have her old shape back even though Josh was 
doing amazing things with her gravid one. Megan 
whimpered as he fondled her heavy breasts, she hoped 
Josh wouldn't be disappointed when they went back to 
being normal size, then prayed they WOULD go back to 
being normal size, at least until she was pregnant 
again. 

Josh's tongue rubbed across her stiff nipples and she 
knew she was lactating as a bolt of sexual energy went 
through her nine months pregnant body making her wet in 
an entire different way. "You are so sweet," Josh 
whispered.

Josh marveled at the size and texture of Megan's 
mammoth mound. It was so firm yet her stretched skin 
was amazingly smooth except for at the sides and base 
of her big belly where there were a few jagged red 
stretch marks -- battle scars from her nine months of 
pregnancy. With his hands along the sides of her 
stretched stomach and TJ kicking away inside, Josh 
traced the dark line running down the middle as Megan 
shuddered underneath him. 

When he licked her pushed out belly button she groaned 
with pleasure as an orgasm overpowered her. "Make love 
to me sweetheart! I want to feel you inside me too," 
she said panting to get her breath back. "Do you have 
any suggestions," Josh smiled. "I guess we have pretty 
much exhausted our options," Megan giggled. "I want to 
be on top."

Taking Josh's already hard cock in her hand, Megan 
began stroking it and gently squeezing his balls as he 
groaned with pleasure. It gave her such a sense of 
power that she could do this to him when she looked 
like a hippo...but she was such a horny hippo and loved 
what Josh was doing to her dripping pussy with his 
fingers. 

When they were both ready, Josh steadied Megan as she 
guided his throbbing cock to her pussy lips then slowly 
lowered her heavy pregnant body as his cock pushed 
deeper and deeper into her. Soon they were moaning with 
pleasure and grunting with the effort of pregnant sex 
as Megan worked faster and faster as the baby kicked 
strongly inside her tremendous tummy. "Oh God! I'm 
gonna cum! I'm CUUUMMMMIINNGGGG," she screamed as wave 
after wave of orgasmic pleasure rode through her and 
Josh sent his manhood into her already occupied womb.

About a week later Megan noticed something was 
different as soon as she woke up. Her unborn son was 
kicking strongly but they were definitely lower and she 
could take deeper breaths than before. Pushing away the 
covers, she groaned as she strained to move her heavy 
nearly nine and a half months pregnant body so she was 
laying across the mattress with her knees bent and her 
bare feet wide apart on the floor. She had to wait to 
get her breath back before she grunted with the effort 
as she struggled to her feet and waddled to the 
bathroom as she rubbed her already aching back and TJ 
thumped away inside her.

When Megan caught her reflection in the full-length 
bathroom mirror, she stopped in her tracks and moved 
her hands to her mammoth mound. "Oh my goodness," she 
said out loud, "this must be one of Dr. Young's 
surprises." Suddenly her big bulging belly wasn't 
rounded anymore, it just jutted outward as the baby had 
dropped into position to be born. TJ was so much lower 
than before and it made her feel like she was carrying 
an anchor against her pelvis. Later in the afternoon 
when Josh came home from school and saw her he couldn't 
believe it. Megan looked like she had swallowed a giant 
watermelon and her belly button was sticking out even 
farther.

"Oh Megan, you have DEFINATELY dropped," Dr. Young 
exclaimed when she went back for her weekly checkup. 
Megan needed help to get up onto the examining table as 
her center of gravity and the weight of her belly were 
causing her big time problems. "Perfect!" the OB-GYN 
said. "Your baby is just where we want him to be and 
your cervix is starting to get thinner. Pretty soon 
this is going to be over and you're going to be able to 
hold TJ," Dr. Young told her. "He can pretty much come 
out any time he wants to. In the meantime, it will be 
no more sex...at least deep penetration. The other 
stuff is just fine."

As days passed both Megan and Josh were on edge. Every 
time she had a Braxton Hicks contraction or felt 
something a little funny, she wondered if her labor was 
starting for real. At school, every time his phone 
rang, Josh feared it was Megan calling for him to come 
and get her and take her to the hospital. But Megan's 
due date came and went and TJ showed no signs of 
wanting to leave his warm cocoon. Dr. Young told Megan 
her unborn baby was fine, but if she didn't go into 
labor within a week she'd induce labor. "Give it a 
couple days and if nothing happens, I'm going to let 
you and Josh try to get something started," the OB/GYN 
told her.

A cold February wind was blowing outside her bedroom 
window when Megan woke up from a sleep interrupted by 
at least a dozen trips to the bathroom to pee, half of 
which woke up her unborn son causing him to hammer away 
inside her womb for hours. She was ready for this 
pregnancy to be over! Taking her tremendous oblong 
tummy in her hands, Megan groaned as she worked herself 
until she was lying across the mattress on her curved 
back with her knees bent and her feet wide apart on the 
floor. Grunting with the effort, she pressed her hands 
against the sheet lifting her bottom off the mattress 
and pushing her big bulging belly outward as she 
struggled to stand. Rubbing her aching curved back, 
Megan waddled hurriedly to the bathroom to pee again.

She was much too big and clumsy to risk falling getting 
in and out of the shower, so Megan filled the basin 
with warm soapy water and gave herself a hand bath, at 
least the parts of herself that she could still reach. 
She needed all of three bath towels to dry off then she 
couldn't resist examining her ten months body in the 
full length mirror. Her face was a little puffier than 
normal and all of her curves were padded as nature 
prepared her body for the rigors of nursing the baby. 

The main instruments involved in that process were so 
filled with milk that they leaked into her bra cups. 
Between them her gigantic oblong stomach jutted 
outward, a dark line running down the middle to her 
totally popped out belly button. Her hips were wide and 
flat to support the 36 pounds she's gained during her 
pregnancy. Her curved back was already aching as she 
headed back to the bedroom to get dressed.

Lowering her heavy very pregnant body to the edge of 
the bed, Megan leaned over her tremendous oblong belly 
and blindly fished her feet through the leg holes of 
her maternity panties then struggled to stand and 
pulled them on. Slipping into her warm fluffy robe she 
tied the belt around her between her breasts and belly 
then stuck her feet in her furry slippers and waddled 
downstairs to breakfast. Peeking out the window she saw 
it was snowing already/ The announcer on the radio said 
a winter storm warning was in effect. "Maybe your daddy 
will be home from school early," Megan told her 
passenger as he kicked low in her belly.

Megan started ridding up around the kitchen and found a 
sudden burst of energy. By the time school was 
dismissed early and Josh came home at noon, all her 
cupboards were organized and she had a pot of vegetable 
soup simmering on the stove. "MMMM...smells really good 
in here," Josh said wrapping his arms around Megan from 
behind. 

"You better not undo me... there's nothing underneath 
this robe but a lot of breasts and belly," she giggled. 
"That sounds really good to me too," he whispered as he 
nibbled on her neck and she should feel his hard cock 
pressing against her butt. "Dr. Young says we can have 
sex...REALLY HAVE SEX. It might make the baby decide it 
time for him to come out," Megan told him. "Well, never 
let it be said that I didn't do everything I could to 
keep that from happening," Josh smiled, taking her hand 
and leading her upstairs to their bedroom.

"One of us is way too dressed," Megan said as she 
loosened Josh's tie and took it off then unbuttoned his 
shirt. The baby kicked strongly as she undid his belt 
and then pulled down his dress slacks so he could step 
out of them. God, he was handsome and miracle of 
miracles he thought she was beautiful even though she 
couldn't imagine being any MORE pregnant than she was. 
The crotch of his white underpants was bulging. Megan 
moved her hand there and felt his erection as he 
groaned. "See what you do to me, Meggie," he whispered. 
"I think I want a farther demonstration, mister," she 
smiled as they kissed.

Josh untied the belt from around Megan's fluffy robe 
then slipped it off her shoulders. She was absolutely 
magnificent. He knew she had panties on, but he 
couldn't see them with her ten months pregnant 
tremendous tummy blocking his view. 

Taking her in his arms, Josh loved the way her body 
felt against his, her stomach was so big and firm, 
while the rest of her was so soft and womanly. "I love 
you Meggie... more than I thought I could ever love 
anyone," he told her. "I love you too, Josh... for the 
wonderful man you are... and for the terrific husband 
and father you're going to be. Make love to me! I want 
you so much," Megan said as they moved towards their 
bed.

They were kissing passionately as Josh's hands roamed 
over Megan's gravid body and she moaned with pleasure. 
Her breasts were breathtaking, so plump and filled with 
milk that as Josh took her hard nipples between his 
fingers, milk streamed out. When he started licking 
them he felt Megan's body shudder. "Oh Josh! You made 
me cum," she whispered excitedly. 

Then his hands moved lower to her tremendous tummy. It 
was so firm and oblong in shape as the baby has moved 
into position to be born. He licked the dark line 
running down the middle and when he stroked her pushed 
out belly button with his tongue, Megan screamed with 
pleasure as a second orgasm overpowered her.

Megan was lost in a sea of sensual feelings as Josh 
made love to her. The baby was kicking strongly inside 
her huge ten months pregnant stomach and she felt like 
she was so wet she felt like she had a river flowing 
between her legs. Josh was rubbing his big hands over 
her inner thighs, closer and closer to her dripping 
pregnant pussy. 

Then his face was at her crotch and he was licking her 
pussy lips as she moaned with pleasure but then she was 
giggling. "What's so funny," Josh asked. "I can't see 
you with this HUGE belly. You could be the mailman 
pleasuring me," she laughed. But when his tongue found 
and began stroking her swollen clit Megan cried out his 
name as a third orgasm hit. "Make love to me Josh! I 
want to feel you inside me! I want you to put me in 
labor," she told him.

At this point in her pregnancy, only one way worked to 
have sex. Josh helped Megan up onto her hands and knees 
and helped her get settled with her mammoth mound 
touching the sheet and her heavy breasts hanging. 
Placing his hands on her still slender butt, Josh moved 
the head of his hard cock to Megan's pussy lips and ran 
it up and down as she groaned with pleasure. She was so 
wet and ready. 

With a gentle thrust he pushed his cock into Megan's 
very pregnant pussy but she wanted no part of slow or 
gentle. She began moving her hips to meet this thrusts 
and groaning with pleasure. "OH YES! THAT FEELS SOOO 
GOOD! HARDER JOSH....PLEASE DO ME HARDER! OH GOD! I CAN 
FEEL IT! YOU'RE MAKING ME! I'M CUMMMINNNGGGGG!!" she 
screamed as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure passed 
through her ten months pregnant body and Josh sent his 
manhood deep into her gravid body.

A full-fledged winter storm was raging outside as Megan 
and Josh lay in their bed sleeping like spoons. Neither 
of them has moved since making love and even the baby 
was still in Megan's womb. When the telephone rang, 
Josh picked it up quickly but Megan stirred and heard 
someone talking to Josh frantically as he started to 
get out of bed. 

"What's wrong," she yawned as she struggled to turn 
over to face him. "A water pipe broke at the school. I 
have to go help move stuff out of the way...are you 
going to be OK," he asked looking at her mammoth mound. 
"Don't worry we'll be fine," she told him as he dressed 
quickly and took off out into the snowstorm.

Hours later it was starting to get dark outside and 
still snowing hard when Megan woke up naked in the bed 
where she'd made love with Josh. "Wow! What a nap! I 
think we better get cleaned up and get a clean sheet on 
this bed before your daddy comes back," she told her 
passenger as she pushed away her covers. 

She was just about to roll over onto her curved back 
and begin the struggle to get out of bed when suddenly 
she felt her tremendous tummy tighten and she doubled 
over it. "Oh No! I can't be in labor now! Maybe it was 
just a Braxton Hicks," she said out loud as she settled 
her gravid body back into bed. About 10 minutes later 
another pain doubled her over. She was having 
contractions!

Megan knew she had to stay calm. The first thing she 
had to do was get out of bed. Huffing and puffing with 
the effort, she worked her gravid body crossways on the 
mattress with her knees bent and her bare feet wide 
apart on the floor. She was just about to struggle to 
her feet when another contraction came and she clutched 
her hard stomach until it passed. 

Once she got her breath back, she grunted as she 
pressed her hands against the sheet lifting her bottom 
off the mattress and pushing her mammoth mound outward 
as she got to her feet. She suddenly had to pee so bad 
but she had to get a hold of Josh first. Dialing the 
elementary school's number from memory, Megan let it 
ring and ring until finally the answering machine 
clicked on. "Josh, I'm in labor, Come home now," she 
said then hung up.

She'd only taken a few steps when a powerful 
contraction hit. Moving her knees apart she dropped to 
a crouch as she clutched her rock hard belly. Suddenly 
she felt a pop of pressure and liquid was gushing out 
of her, running down her legs to make a puddle at her 
bare feet. 

Her water had broken. Waddling hurriedly to the 
bathroom, she filled the sink with warm soapy water and 
tried to clean herself off from her afternoon of 
lovemaking. She was just starting to dry off when she 
felt the next contraction building, they seemed to be 
coming closer together than she should be and they were 
so strong that she couldn't help doubling over when 
they hit.

Josh still wasn't home when she got back to the bedroom 
so the tried the school again with the same result -- 
the answering machine. Looking out the window, it was 
still snowing like crazy. Gathering up clean clothes, 
she lowered her heavy ten months pregnant body to the 
edge of the bed. Taking a deep breath, Megan bent over 
her mammoth mound to stick her feet through the leg 
holes of her panties when she felt another contraction 
building. When it hit, she couldn't help moving her 
knees apart and doubling over her hard belly. She was 
starting to feel the urge to push. That shouldn't be 
happening this fast, should it, she thought to herself.

Megan dressed as warm as she could, considering there 
was a snowstorm going on. She fished her feet through 
the legs of maternity jeans then pulled them up over 
her mammoth oblong mound. Pulling on a sweater, she 
started walking towards the door when another powerful 
cramp doubled her over as she used her natural 
childbirth breathing to get through it.

She didn't know how much longer she could wait for Josh 
to come home, things were happening too quickly. She 
decided to call Dr. Young and tell her she was in 
labor, but when she picked up the receiver there was no 
dial tone. Now the phone was dead too.

Sitting in her easy chair, Megan felt the pressure in 
her lower back and deep in her pelvis, then the 
contraction hit and it felt like a steel rope was being 
tightened around her tremendous oblong tummy as she 
doubled over groaning. She'd had three contractions in 
the last 20 minutes. 

She just couldn't wait for Josh. Struggling to her 
feet, she took her delivery bag to the car and put it 
in the passenger seat. Pressing the automatic garage 
door opener she watched it go up as a wave of snow blew 
into the garage. Oh God, there was at least a foot and 
a half of snow in the driveway! She wasn't going to be 
able to go the hospital...or ANYWHERE. Oh Josh, where 
are you? I need you now, she said to herself.

Megan knew she had to get ready to deliver her unborn 
son. The contractions were coming every few minutes and 
they were so powerful they made her double over 
groaning with each one. She was panting to get her 
breath back in the living room as she moved her fingers 
under the stretched elastic waistband of her maternity 
jeans and slid them down her long legs and stepped of 
them. 

Wearing just a stretched pullover sweater and knee 
socks, Megan started to the kitchen as she tried to 
remember everything she would need to deliver her 
unborn son. A contraction was building. When it hit her 
mammoth mound grew rock hard and she couldn't breathe, 
couldn't stand. Dropping to a crouch with her knees 
wide apart, she placed a hand at the top of her 
tremendous tummy and pushed. She had to get ready 
fast... her baby wanted to be born.

Lots of towels... a pair of scissors... rubbing 
alcohol... oh God, CONTRACTION! Megan fought to keep 
from collapsing to the floor as the tummy tightening 
contraction gripped her sweat covered body. They were 
coming every few minutes now. She'd managed to find a 
rubber band to pull her long red hair into a ponytail 
to keep it out of the way as she fought through the 
labor pains that were wracking her body. A shoe string, 
she needed a shoe string to tie off the umbilical cord. 

Megan didn't think she could carry everything she'd 
gather to deliver the baby upstairs and the 
contractions were so close and powerful she didn't 
think she could make it up the steps between them. 
Putting everything on the floor beside the sofa, Megan 
lowered her ten months pregnant body to the cushions, 
knowing that she wasn't going to get up again until 
after she'd delivered her unborn son. "Please hurry 
Josh! I need you help me do this," Megan whispered as 
she felt another contraction starting to build.

Josh was never so tired in all his life. Everything was 
finally fixed and put back in order at the school and 
all he wanted was to get home to Megan. The light on 
his answering machine was blinking, he rewound the tape 
and hit the play button. "Josh, I'm in labor. Come home 
now," he heard Megan's voice and dashed out into the 
snowstorm. 

His car was covered with a foot of snow and the roads 
were a mess. He took off walking as fast as he could 
when he saw a flashing amber light coming closer to him 
and started waving his arms. "Is that you, Josh," Hank 
Metzger, the borough manager yelled from the snowplow. 
"Can you get me home fast, Hank. Megan's having the 
baby," he told him.

Megan was exhausted. Laying on the sweat-soaked 
cushions with her knit sweater pulled up over her 
panting mammoth mound, she didn't know how much longer 
she could last. Another contraction knifed around her 
sides, tightening her stretched stomach into a hard 
ball. 

Suddenly there was intense pressure in her lower 
abdomen and deep inside her wide hips. She wanted to 
push. She just HAD to push! Lacing her fingers under 
the base of her tremendous tummy, when contractions 
came she braced her sock-clad feet against the wooden 
arm of the sofa and pushed against it as she pulled her 
belly back towards her until she felt the baby's head 
sliding completely into the birth canal.

The contractions were coming on top of each other. 
Powerful, body-twisting gripping pains that made her 
want to push the baby out of her 40-year-old laboring 
body. So much pressure building again. When the 
contraction hit, Megan placed the heels of her hands on 
top of her sweaty mammoth mound with her elbows bent 
outward and doubled over grunting hoarsely as she 
pushed with all her might. Oh Lord, she could feel it 
happening, the baby was moving down the birth canal. At 
that moment the front door burst open and a snowman 
came rushing into the living room. "Megan! Where are 
you," Josh yelled.

"I'm here.....UUUUNNNGGHHH," Megan answered with all 
the voice she could find. Josh followed the sound until 
he saw the tops of her knees and her bare mammoth mound 
sticking up from the couch. "Megan! Don't worry 
sweetheart, I'll get you to the hospital," he told her 
brushing the sweat and a wisp of wet red hair from her 
eyes. 

"NOOOOOO! Oh, it's too late! The baby's coming, Josh. 
The baby's coming NOW!!," she exclaimed as another 
contraction hit and he watched as she doubled over 
grunting as she pushed. Oh God. Josh tried to remember 
what they learned in childbirth class. He looked 
between Megan's bent knees to her opening and he could 
see a patch of dark hair, the baby was crowning.

Megan was so happy that Josh was with her and she 
wasn't going through childbirth alone but there wasn't 
any time to relax. The contractions were constant and 
she couldn't help bearing down and pushing with all her 
might with each one. Intense pressure was building 
again, when the contraction hit, Megan gritted her 
teeth and grunted as she pushed so hard she lifted her 
bare bottom off the cushions with the effort as her 
crotch suddenly felt on fire. 

"That's it Meggie sweetheart! Our baby's head is 
crowning," Josh told her as she gripped his hand. On 
the next contraction she pushed with all her might, 
groaning then grunting then screaming as the baby's 
head pushed completely out into Josh's waiting hands. 
"Little pushes, Meggie... we're almost there," Josh 
told her. With the next contraction he turned the 
shoulders and their son came sliding out into his 
hands.

Josh tried to remember everything he'd learned in 
childbirth class. He cleaned out the baby's nose and 
mouth then tapped his little bottom as he turned bright 
red and began crying for all he was worth. In fact, 
both he and Megan were crying too. He gave TJ to Megan 
who cuddled him and talked to him while Josh tied off 
the umbilical cord and cut it. At that moment there was 
all kinds of commotion at the door. Two paramedics and 
Dr. Young came rushing into the house along with a 
bunch of neighbors.

Megan and Thomas Joshua only spent two days in the 
hospital but a week later they were still the talk of 
the town. Everybody sent cards and enough clothes and 
toys for a dozen little babies. Megan and Josh quietly 
sorted out a bunch to send to the Red Cross to give to 
needy children. "It will all quiet down soon," Josh 
told her. "Then it will pick back up again when we get 
married," Megan smiled. "And just when are we going to 
do that," he questioned. "As soon as I can fit in a 
bikini, mister," she giggled as they kissed.