I woke up confused.
Not knowing where I was.
Then I remembered. I was in the bed my ex-wife shared with her husband. I looked to my left, and there she was, sleeping with a little drool wetting her chin. I had teased her about that while we had been together, and she still did it. She was as beautiful to me as the first time we shared and explored each other’s bodies. Being pregnant did nothing to diminish her beauty.
I slipped out of bed to relieve my bladder, and when I returned, she was waking up and yawning.
“Good morning,” I said. “How did you sleep?”
“Mmmm. Like I had the sex of a lifetime. Could I convince you to do this with me all the time?”
“As much as I’d like to say yes, I don’t think your husband would appreciate it.”
“I think I can handle that. Let’s just forget about him for the time we have. Deal? Now give me a minute to pee and brush my teeth.”
She got out of bed naked and walked to the bathroom. She looked glorious and sexy. Without closing the bathroom door, she unleashed a stream of pee. I heard it, and it brought me back to when we had been together. She always had the habit of peeing so I could hear her. For some perverse reason, it turned me on. The toilet flushed, and I heard her brushing her teeth, and then she came back to me. She strutted in and smiled as I admired her pregnant body.
“How far along are you?”
“Five months. I’m turning into a whale.”
“Come here, whale,” I said. “Come get in bed.”
“Ooo, are you going to spank me for leaving the door open while I peed?”
“Nope. I just want to fuck you.”
She straddled me as I reached my hand around her neck and pulled her in for a kiss. Our lips parted, and her tongue was in my mouth, wet and thick as I sucked it.
I leaned forward to kiss her breasts again. I wanted to suck on her nipples. My hand drifted down over the curve of her belly and stroked her sex, my fingers brushing her wet and dripping slit. Touches that soon made her shiver and grab my thick and pulsing cock.
“Baby, do you want me to suck your cock?”
Before I could answer, she slid down my body, and her tongue flicked out and licked my swollen mushroom. She kissed it and then slowly slid her head down until I was engulfed in her warm mouth.
She suckled me for a few minutes. She had a unique talent when it came to pleasing me. She would suck me deep and then release my cock and playfully, gently nip at me. She would repeat this, knowing it was going to unleash a flood of my cum.
I didn’t want that to happen yet, so I shifted us around so that we were in a sixty-nine position, and I licked her pussy as my nose pressed against her puckered back door.
She moaned with my cock in her mouth, pulled away from my dick, and said, “Oh my God! I forgot how good that feels. Lick my asshole! Please!”
I had always loved her puckered starfish, and she had always loved my attention to it. I pushed my tongue deep into her tight anus. I rimmed her back door and kept pushing my tongue in and out.
The taste and smell of her was mind-blowing.
Erotic.
Perfect.
At the same time I stuffed her asshole with my tongue, I fingered her almond-sized clit. I squeezed it between my fingers, remembering how she liked it. I knew this would push her through to climax. Immediately, I felt her body vibrating as the first orgasm of the morning racked across her body.
“Oh God!!! I’m cumming!!!”
I sucked and rimmed her musky rectum as she sucked my cock with the strength of a hundred vacuums, and I unloaded my sperm into her willing mouth. She drank me all in with no hesitation. I felt sated and like I was floating on top of the world.
She collapsed onto my body as we caught our collective breath. She was sweating, and her stomach was slippery against my face and body.
After a few minutes, we rearranged our bodies, and she lay in my arms.
“I should feel guilty,” she said, “but I don’t. I can’t remember the last time I had sex this good and felt complete.”
I felt the same way but didn’t say a word.
I held her, and we kissed slowly and deeply. The sweat on our bodies was drying when we decided to take a shower.
Under the spray of water, we cleaned each other’s bodies. I marveled at her pregnant curves and examined the hickey I had placed under one of her breasts. It was purple and angry.
I liked it. It felt like I had marked my personal territory.
We dressed after our joint shower, and Jules started making breakfast. She was interrupted by a phone call from her husband checking in on her. I watched as she carried on a conversation that seemed routine and mundane.
We ate breakfast, and I cleaned up the kitchen to pamper her. I didn’t mention her conversation with her husband, and neither did she. After I finished, I said, “Tell me how you want to spend the rest of this weekend.”
Jules thought for a moment. Then she said, “We don’t need to leave the house. You can give me a massage and see where we end up.”
We spent the rest of the day just being with each other, hiding out in her house. Playing board games had been our date-night indulgence because we had been broke. Mexican Train was a domino game we played for several hours until I could see she was getting tired. I suggested we take a nap.
We lay in each other’s arms and thought about how we got to where we were. But I resolved that I would enjoy this time with her and then walk away guilt-free. I wasn’t doing anything that hadn’t been done to me, so I figured turnabout was fair play.
Jules fell asleep, and I watched her for an hour. Then I woke her up by rubbing her sexy feet. I worked my way up her body and decided to undress her.
As she awoke, she asked, “What are you doing?”
“I’m going to leave you with memories.”
I peeled off her yoga pants and thong panties. Then I removed the top she wore and her bra. She lay in front of me, totally naked.
“Do you have any scented oil or lotion you like?”
She pointed it out to me and relaxed. Before starting her massage, I stripped so we were now both naked.
“I’m going to give you a massage, but first you need to do something for me,” I said.
“Anything you want,” she offered.
“I want you to suck my cock again.”
She smiled wickedly and said, “Gladly.”
I kneeled next to her pillow and puffed it up. She reached out and grasped my hardened cock, and looking up at me, she licked the underside. I knew I was leaking precum, and Jules said, “Mmmm, I forgot how good your cock tastes.”
She suckled me, and as soon as I was rigid, I pulled away from her.
“Where are you going?”
“Nowhere,” I replied. “I wanted to be ready to surprise you.”
I rolled her onto her side and put a palmful of lotion in my hands. I spread it onto her side and back and started massaging her.
I knew what she liked, and I spent extra time working her shoulders and back before moving lower. I poured more lotion and rubbed her feet, eliciting groans of pure pleasure. I sucked on each toe and then gave a mini blowjob to her big toes.
“Oh baby, that’s wonderful. You’re the only one who’s ever sucked my toes. I love it.”
After a few minutes, I sat up and worked my magic on her legs. I massaged her calves deeply, almost to the point of pain, as she groaned with delight. I worked her thighs and finally reached my destination.
I poured some lotion on her ass cheeks and worked around her rosebud. It was puckered like a dark brown starfish, and I began rimming her. After minutes of playing, I pushed my right thumb deeply into her back channel.
“Oh fuck! That feels sooo good,” Jules said.
My cock had remained hard the whole time I massaged her. I enjoyed rubbing against her, and knowing what I would do next was something we both enjoyed.
Almost on cue, she raised her ass into the air while still resting her upper body on her pillows. I kneeled beside her, and she reached back to grasp my hardened member.
“Go slow,” she said.
My cock was pressing against her anus as Jules simultaneously pressed backward. Suddenly, my cock head broke past the ring of her tightness.
“Stop!” Jules cried out.
I held myself perfectly still for a minute.
I gently eased some more cock into her, and she again trembled and screamed. I held her in a firm grip as I kept pushing. When my cock was a little more than halfway in, I stopped pushing, feeling her anal walls pulsing against my cock. She kept her face on the pillow, but I kept her ass and knees high. I heard her make soft, sniffling sounds, and I wasn’t sure if she was crying from pain or pleasure. She was sweating profusely.
A minute passed, and I again began to move slowly in her, not letting any more than half of me go into her as I made back-and-forth thrusts. She ground her teeth and gripped the sheet and took the restrained pounding as she moaned in ecstasy. She wiped her eyes and, with one side of her face still on the mattress, gave a little smile.
“You’re doing fine, baby… and this tight asshole feels so nice,” I murmured.
She shook her head as if in agreement, and I slightly increased the pace of my thrusts. She got onto her hands and knees and turned her head around to the side to look up at me with wet but smiling eyes. Then she began to move, slowly rolling her ass against me until I was buried in her back door to the hilt.
“Yes baby… you work that ass, girl… I love it.”
I leaned back, letting her do the work, and soon she was pushing back hard as she increased her pace, pressing back eagerly on my rock-hard member.
“Oh God… your cock feels so good!”
Encouraged, I started rocking my hips, thrusting deep into her. Now we were fucking with no hesitation.
“Aaaahh… yeahhh… mmm…! Fuck my ass, baby!” she exclaimed, welcoming all of me in her.
I held her firmly and pumped away in the little hole.
“Yes… yes… yes… don’t stop,” she cried out and began jerking and pushing back.
I stroked her ass, reached under her, and began rubbing her clit frantically.
“Yes, yes, yes… oooh!” she cried out.
Her pregnant body suddenly stiffened, jerked, and then she was shaking wildly in orgasmic convulsions. She roughly slapped away my hand from her clit. I continued pounding the tight chute, marveling at the way her body bounced and trembled under the assault.
Suddenly overwhelmed, I convulsed and enjoyed my eruption into her back door. My cock throbbed at my release as Jules vibrated beneath me. I felt ropes of my cum flooding her anal canal.
I collapsed on her sweaty back. My cock remained rigid as her anal walls gripped me, not letting me go. After a few minutes, she moved, and my dick plopped out of her, followed by my cum oozing from her dark passage.
“My God. I haven’t had that done to me since… since you.”
She rolled over, and we tangled in each other’s arms. The swell of her belly pressed against me.
“I wish I could still love you,” was all she said.