A trip to the market

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As she picked up the jar of pickles, Sally couldn’t help but feel like she was playing into the ultimate pregnancy stereotype. The fact remained, she had been craving pickles for weeks and since she was at the market she may as well get them. As she went to place the jar in her shopping cart, her belly pressed against the handle, pushing it slightly forward. She realised in enough time to make sure the jar didn’t drop to the ground. She may have been having pickle cravings but certainly didn’t want to have an accident while buying pickles.

Sally was still struggling with a lot of things about being pregnant, the changed dimensions of her body being only one of them. Over the next four weeks before she gave birth, she was destined to get through as much of her life without embarrassing herself anymore. Sally had made the decision to have a child on her own, especially after a string of crap boyfriends. She was 36 and wasn’t going to hold onto hope of meeting someone decent before her body clock’s alarm went off. Not that her mother was particularly impressed with this concept, but her Dad had been pretty chuffed, especially when he found out he was getting a grandson.

As Sally pushed the cart down the aisle her mind continued to ruminate over things like how she would raise a son on her own. She was off in her own thoughts when she heard a man’s voice behind her say “Excuse me Miss”. She turned around and saw man holding a packet of sanitary napkins.

“Umm, I think you dropped these”

Sally felt like she would die. These were the pads that the nurse had affectionately referred to as surf boards. She had bought some to put in her hospital bag to deal with issues her body can throw up post-birth, they certainly are not the most feminine thing in the world.

Sally reached out her hand to take the packet, with the embarrassment clearly on her face. The man flashed a nervous smile as he handed them over and said “Sorry, I didn’t want you to get home and realise you’d not gotten them.” He sounded sincere and obviously sensed Sally’s embarrassment. Sally couldn’t help but notice he was quite good looking and had those eyes that you could stare into for hours, in any other circumstances she would have been happy to meet him. As she placed the packet in the cart she said “Thanks” and went to turn away to avoid any further acts of shame.

Before she could move to a location free from the memory of what had just happened, she heard him say “I’m Pete”. Sally took a deep breath and turned back around. “I’m Sally” she said as she stopped and figured that she may as well fully embrace the embarrassment. “You live in the Macarthur Building, don’t you?” he asked. Sally gave a quizzical look and nodded. Realising that he probably looked a bit like a stalker, Pete followed up with “Oh, I live there too. I’ve seen you in the lobby a few times”.

Because it had been so warm that day, Sally had opted to wear a tank top, it kept her cool in this heat, but also made her breasts look massive. A few times, she caught Pete glancing down at them. She really didn’t mind and was appreciating the fact that a man was taking the time to talk to her at all, almost from the moment of inception she had felt invisible to all males on the planet. As she stood there talking, she felt a little kick from inside her belly, her face reacted and Pete said, “You ok?” Sally responded with “Oh yes, sorry the little man just gave me a little kick. He must be wondering who I’m talking to for so long”. Pete’s eyes focussed on her belly for a few seconds and then looked back her face. He did have a nice smile.

She looked at the basket he was carrying and noticed some Mac & Cheese, and coffee. “Getting the essentials, I see”, Sally said indicating towards the basket. Pete looked down at the basket and back up again. “Yeah, dinner for one”, was his reply. Sally wondered if he had dropped that in to invite a declaration of her own relationship status, but she wasn’t going to play into that right now. Another kick from inside and she said, “Well the little guy is telling me I have to keep moving”. She gave Pete a small wave and started walking towards the cash register. The cashier began scanning Sally’s items and was halfway through Sally realised Pete was standing behind her. As she looked at him, she saw he was holding a bag of apples and said, “Did I shame you into buying some fruit”. He flashed that cute smile again and said, “Well it was either that or a bottle of whiskey and I couldn’t have you going off thinking I was a drunk”. Sally let out a little giggle just as the cashier said, “That’ll be 85 dollars and 22 cents”.

As Sally reached out her hand to tap her credit card she looked back at Pete. She really liked the way he was looking at her, so she leant forward just a little bit more to show off a bit more cleavage, she followed up with a smile. She hadn’t flirted in a while, but she appreciated it when he smiled back. As Pete placed his three items on the counter, he said “Is it ok if I carry your bags back for you. It’s not that I think you can’t, but we’re going the same way, and it’s just a nice thing to do”. Sally liked that he gave her such an in-depth explanation on why he was being nice, truth was she really wasn’t keen on carrying her bags all that way anyhow. “Thanks, that would be nice” was her response. She waited for him to pay for his items, and they walked out of the store with him carrying three bags.

On the walk they got to talking. It turned out that Pete worked in cyber security and Sally couldn’t bring herself to tell him that he really didn’t align with the nerdy image she had. He mentioned that he had seen her a few times in the building, and Sally wondered how come she hadn’t noticed him. She watched his big arms and shoulders and wondered what his body looked like underneath those clothes. At one point he made a joke about how Sally’s baby belly looked better on her than it would on him, so she took the opportunity to give his arm a playful punch on his upper arm, it felt very firm.

It was only two blocks back to their building, but it was hot, and Sally was starting to sweat, she was glad that she didn’t have to carry her bags as well. Even though he was playing it cool, Sally could see that Pete was starting to sweat a little bit too. The whole way though he didn’t stop looking at her, she felt safe beside him. By the time they got to the lobby of the building, the air conditioning felt so nice. As they stepped into the elevator, Sally pressed the button for her floor and realised that the sudden change in temperature meant that her nipples had gotten hard. This wasn’t something she was going to be able to hide. At one point, she saw Pete staring down at her breasts again, slightly embarrassed she turned towards the front of the elevator, when the door opened, she walked at double speed to her apartment, unlocking the door and holding the door open for Pete.

As he approached, Sally found herself looking down, and saw a noticeable bulge in the front of Pete’s trousers. Was he really that turned on from walking a pregnant woman home? Part of Sally was even more turned on, and another part was wondering what other kinds of fetishes this seemingly strait-laced guy was into. As he placed the bags on her counter, he turned around, and Sally noticed the beads of sweat still on his forehead. She was liking the silhouette of him standing there, but also needed to rest her swollen feet.

“Would you like a drink?”

Sally finally blurted out, "that’s the least I can do". Pete looked around, at the kitchen, he said, “water is fine, you grab a seat”. Sally didn’t argue, she pulled up a chair at her dining table and sat down. She watched as he navigated the kitchen so deftly, locating the glasses, taking two out and then opening the refrigerator. Sally had a mild panic as she realised that she probably had samples of some unhealthy food sitting in there. Pete didn’t react, he merely took out the water jug, filled the two glasses and came over to the table.

As he sat opposite her, Sally started to drink from the glass of cool water. She enjoyed looking at him, the more she stared the more she fantasised about what it would be like to kiss him. It had been so long since she had kissed a man and she yearned for it. She looked at his hands as they lifted his glass and she wondered what they would feel like on her body, moving over her belly, her breasts, and every other part of her. She wondered if her eyes gave away her thoughts.

After a few moments of silence, Pete reached across the table to a notepad and pen, he started writing as Sally watched. She leaned over to see what it was he was writing and realised it was his phone number. As he looked back into Sally’s eyes he said “Look, I’ve seen you a hundred times and wanted to ask you out”, he paused as he slid the pad towards her. “I’d love to take you out, or cook you dinner, or do anything with you”. Sally felt her cheeks begin to glow. “So how about you call me or text me sometimes and I’ll do whatever works for you.” With that Pete stood up and started to walk towards the door. He was halfway between the table and the door when Sally yelled out “Hey” as she started to lift herself up from the chair. Pete stopped and turned around with anticipation. Pointing towards the kitchen bench she said, “Don’t forget your apples”.

Pete walked back to the bench, collected his apples, and started to walk out again. As he was parallel with Sally, she reached out her hand and pulled him towards her. Their lips met with electric energy, as Sally’s enlarged belly pressed against Pete’s hard stomach. He slid an arm around her and pulled her even closer as their tongues danced together in a beautiful ballet. This was what Sally had missed, the closeness, the attraction, the feel of desire. She felt her body begin to tingle from head to toe and she loved it. But it couldn’t continue. Sally moved both her hands onto his chest, she let them linger there for a second to feel his firm pectorals and then she pushed him gently backwards. Looking into the eyes that were questioning what was happening, Sally said, “I have to put my groceries away, but I’ll call you soon”. Pete smiled, leaned in, and gave her one more quick peck on the cheek then continued his journey out the door.

As the door closed behind him, Sally leant against the wall still trying to catch her breath. She did not want it to stop, but she was too sweaty and desperately needed to pee. The latter was the most urgent, so she went to the bathroom. As she relieved herself, she continued to ponder what had just happened and what she would do about it. Feeling the need to relax herself Sally turned on the shower and stepped inside, the water cascading her body felt amazing, her nipples were still hard, and the cool water just excited them more. As she rubbed the body wash over herself, she couldn’t help but imagine Pete’s hands doing the same. As she stepped back out of the shower and dried herself off, she couldn’t see any way this arousal was going to end. She took her oversized towel and wrapped it around herself, as she walked back to the kitchen. Walking to the table, she picked up the notepad, she entered his number into her phone and then typed out the simplest of text messages “Hi, it’s Sally. I think you left something up here”. One last breath, and she pressed send.

She stood there, staring at the phone, a minute passed and then two, no response. Maybe he had to go out, maybe had fallen asleep, maybe he changed his mind. As Sally continued to ponder all the nightmare scenarios in her head she was jolted back to reality with a knock at the door. She nearly dropped her phone on the floor such was her shock. She adjusted her towel so that her cleavage was on display and then moved towards the door. Opening it, she was excited to see him standing there. Obviously, he too had needed to cool off from their kiss, his hair was still wet, and he had changed from when he left her apartment less than an hour ago.

There was no time for pleasantries as he stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her. Sally needed to kiss him so much more. He smelt even better than he did before, his odour was so intoxicating that Sally felt drunk just off his scent. His lips against hers were soft, but the rest of his body was so manly and firm. His strong arms back around her felt amazing, she loved being held by him, she loved kissing him and she needed to have all of him. Repeating her previous two hands on his chest, Sally pushed him away but only gently. She then took his hand and led him into her bedroom. Once there, she turned around facing him and let her towel fall to the ground. Her full breasts and swollen belly in front of him, this was Sally drawing on every piece of confidence she had ever had in her life. His eyes widened as he stepped forward, then kneeling to kiss on her belly. It was the perfect response.

He stood up slowly, taking his time to run his hands over her belly, feeling the tight skin, she loved how warm they felt. Then his hands cupped her breasts, he lifted them and gently sucked on her hard nipples. By the time his lips were back on Sally’s she knew she was soaking wet. Her hands reached for his trousers; the added obstacle of her belly in the way was making removing them extra challenging. He obliged by unzipping them and letting them fall to the floor. Her hands could feel him hard now, even without seeing it she knew he was hard, and wrapping her fingers around him she could feel how thick it was. The fact he was so turned on by her body was in turn arousing her more.

To finalise the ritual of undressing Sally lifted his shirt up over his head. It was a struggle to get it off, and again he needed to offer an assist. What Sally had fantasised about was now a reality, his body looked amazing, enough body hair to look like a man without being a woolly mammoth, and his arms and shoulders were so firm. He moved back and started kissing her again, but now she could enjoy his warm skin against hers, their bodies pressed together. She couldn’t help but notice the feeling of his erect penis pressing against her belly, she was going to enjoy feeding him inside her. In their delicate naked dance, Sally felt Pete take control, manoeuvring her towards the bed. As she sat on the edge, Sally was no at eye level with that which she had felt, and it looked superb.

Reaching out her hands, Sally grabbed hold of his hips and brought him closer to her. She opened her mouth and started sliding her lips up and down over him. She could tell how sensitive he was, as each stroke of her lips caused him to moan in pleasure. She wondered whether he would cum quickly in her mouth of if he could control himself. He was trimmed down there which made the whole experience very pleasant, she didn’t like the sensation of pubes in her mouth when pleasuring a man. Her hands reached further around, and her fingers dug into his backside, he had a very firm bum.

Sensing he was getting a bit too aroused, Pete stepped back slightly, removing his hard cock from her mouth. He leaned forward and started kissing Sally again on the lips. She did love the way their tongues interacted. He knelt again and this time he parted Sally’s legs and gestured for her to lie on her back. As she did, he moved his head between her legs and Sally felt a moment of panic. Would she taste funny because she was pregnant? Would he like it? Would it turn him off her completely? Her thoughts evaporated almost instantly as his tongue pressed against her clit. The first touch sent a mini orgasm through her body that felt like a gush of water being released. She could tell by how easily his finger slid inside her that she was soaking wet.

His tongue felt magical and his finger inside her made her forget herself. It had been so long since she’d been with a man and even longer since she’d been with someone who knew how to please her. The gently but rapid move of his tongue was driving her wild, and when he synchronised his fingers sliding in and out it felt as though her whole body was being pleased. The more he stroked her, the more her juices were flowing. He moved his other hand up her body, she grabbed it with her hand and gently squeezed to show that she was in the throes of pleasure, since she found herself unable to spare the oxygen to speak. He started massaging her breasts, and then like a blind child reading braille, located her hard nipple. The force between her fingers just moved to heighten her pleasure, she was so close and so ready.

His tongue was moving faster, and his fingers were exciting her wet pussy and her sensitive nipples. She arched her back and moved her other hand to the back of his head, pushing him gently to signify it was time for him to press harder on her. He identified the signs and moved applied greater pressure to her clit. Her breathing was so fast now, she could feel herself so close, but she could feel something else as well. She needed to pee again. This time the fear was not going to go away, what if she came and she pissed on him, that was not the introduction to her that she wanted. She moved her hands onto the top of his head, pushing him backwards as she retreated up the bed.

Concerned he looked up and said, “What’s wrong?” Half embarrassed but knowing this was better than the other option Sally said, “I’ve really got to pee!” His response was almost instant “Oh ok, do you want to pee on me?” Sally was taken aback by his response, and followed up with “Ummm, what?” Flashing that cute smile at her, he said, “Oh I don’t want to drink your wee or anything, but I’ve always fantasised about a woman peeing on me, we could try that if you like?” Sally had often wondered about the attraction of gold showers, and although it hadn’t been one of her top fantasies, she’d thought about trying one time with a partner she felt safe with. Besides, she didn’t want to delay her naked time with this guy.

Sally stepped from the bed, and again took Pete’s hand, she led him into the bathroom and opened the shower door. As if already understanding what was intended, he stepped in the shower and sat on the floor. He sat with his back against the wall and lifted his hands up to help guide Sally down. She was busting by this point and said “Ok, I hope you’re ready”. Letting herself release was an incredible relief, although not as good as the orgasm she was going to feel from his tongue. She felt the warm urine flow out of her, and she watched as it sprayed on his belly and a little bit on his still hard cock. The wave of water continued, and she noticed that his erection stayed just as hard as it had been.

Her pee had a strong, almost acidic odour and she worried it would be a turn off, but his gaze of lust remained, and he was still rock hard. She was really starting to get into his level of kink, and realised they were going to be very compatible lovers. When it stopped, she lowered herself down and sat on him, she could feel the warm fluids still on his legs. She kissed his mouth again, feeling him hard and pressed against her she knew that they would need to have him inside her now.

Using him to push herself back up, Sally then offered him a hand to stand up. As he stood, he started kissing her again. She knew that before they continued, she’d need to wash them both off. She turned the tap on the shower and within seconds the water was at the perfect temperature, they’d already worked up more of a sweat so didn’t need it too hot. She took her body wash, squeezed a small amount into her hand and started rubbing his chest, stomach and hard cock into a lather. He took the same body wash and reciprocated by rubbing his big soapy hands over her breasts, and the rest of her body. She loved the feel of their bodies together in this way and loved the way his body reacted as her hand slid up and down his hard soapy pole.

She needed to feel him inside her now, and his fingers rubbing her pussy just made her want him even more, but the shower wasn’t big enough to accommodate them for what needed to come next. Sally turned off the water and grabbed a towel, as she began drying herself, he leaned forward, taking the towel from her he began to rub it over her belly again. She loved that it was such a beacon for his attention, and all the last eight seven months she had tried desperately to hide it. His lips came back to her nipples again, he began circling his tongue around one and then the other, they did not need any more encouragement, they were rock hard. His mouth sucking on her breasts and hands rubbing her belly was too much, she felt more desired and attractive than she had in years, for the first time this pregnancy Sally was in love with everything about this body.

“I need you to fuck me, NOW!” As the words came out of her mouth, Sally shocked herself. She’d never been the kind to take charge in the bedroom, but her pussy was so wet, and her body was so aroused that she needed to cum. Before Pete could respond, Sally turned herself around, bending over she grabbed hold of the bathroom vanity, needing no more encouragement, he stepped forward, one hand on her backside, the other guiding his hard cock inside her. Sally was so lubricated that he moved inside so easily. Like a knife fitting into its sheath, Sally thought how their bodies were meant for each other.

Pausing for only a second, deep inside, Pete started to move, withdrawing until his tip was ready to slide back out of her and then back in, this time it felt a little bit deeper. That second slide sent pleasure ripping through Sally’s body, and the moan that accompanied signalled Pete that he had hit the right spot. Now he was starting to get into a rhythm, back and forth in a cadence that was leading Sally to anticipate the orgasm that was coming. She moved her feet together a little bit more and raised her arse slightly, but the small change in angle meant that his warm hard manhood felt even better moving inside her.

Sally took a firmer grip on the vanity with her right hand and moved her left hand between her legs. Her fingers began to rub her clit like she was trying to free a genie from a lamp. She couldn’t believe how wet and slippery she was down there, how excited she was and how ready she was to cum. Pete’s strong hands grabbed her hips and she felt him getting harder, she felt the intensity of his breathing increase and she knew he was close.

Likewise, Sally’s clit was shooting tingles through her body with every little press of her finger. She felt her pussy pulsing, slightly at first and then more noticeable. Her breathing was getting faster, and her breasts were swaying in a way she had never seen them behave before, with even her belly having a movement that she found hypnotic to watch. The air was filled with the smell of sex, she was ready to cum, and she wanted to feel him explode in her.

Then as if reading her mind, she felt it, that warm liquid filling her sent her over the edge. The spasms began between her legs between her legs, but soon shoot in through her body. He began to slow the rhythm but increase the pace as he pumped his cum inside her. She realised she was moaning so loud and worried the neighbours might think she had gone into labour. She grabbed a hand towel from the sink and put it in her mouth, it muffled the sound, but she kept cumming, feeling the combination of her juices and his cum swirling inside her. Her clit could no longer tolerate the feel of her finger, it was too sensitive, and her body was crying out for air. As Pete withdrew from inside her, she gathered the last bit of strength and stood up.

Facing him again, Sally reached out her arms, wrapping them around his neck. As she kissed those lips again, she could feel his cum running down her leg. Needing to rest, Sally led him back to the bedroom. As they lay down, facing each other, Sally looked at his body again, she drank in that sight, imagining all the other things she would want to do with him. Then a thought popped into her brain and had a giggle. Looking at her bemused, Pete said, “What’s so funny?” to which she replied, “Well if I wasn’t pregnant before, I sure would be now!”. They both laughed, and she rested her head on his chest. For now, she needed to rest.