Summer With My Dad’s Best Friend

I park my car in the garage and head toward the truck. But Ben has turned off the truck engine and has gotten out.

“Did you forget something?” I ask.

He walks toward me with a look on his face that I’m all too familiar with. Even after all this time of being with him, I still get giddy when he looks at me that way, full of lust and want.

“I did,” he says as he walks into the garage and shuts the garage door, closing us off from view of our neighbors.

I laugh. “Really, right now?”

I’m already wet before he even touches me. Just the anticipation alone is enough to turn me on. As if I wasn’t already obsessed when it comes to sex with my husband, all the pregnancy hormones have made it so that I crave it more than greasy hamburgers.

As soon as he kisses my lips, I’m peeling off my clothes. He’s infatuated with my naked pregnant body so I make sure not to leave on a stitch of clothes. When I’m fully undressed he stands back and admires me from under the garage light. While he watches me I rub my pussy, giving him a show.

He lets out a deep sound of approval and unbuttons his shorts, letting his hard cock flop out. I walk toward him, trying to be as sexy as I can in my current condition. I don’t always feel sexy with a giant belly, but the way he looks at me and the fact that he’s always hard as a rock when he sees me naked, makes me feel beautiful.

Kneeling down in front of me, he kisses my bulging belly sweetly and rubs it like a crystal ball. He lifts one of my legs and puts it over his shoulder. I hold onto the back of my car to keep from tipping over. When his hot breath reaches my wet and engorged clit, I gasp.

“Oh shit,” I say when his eager lips latch on. His tongue dances around my clit, teasing, prodding, playing.

“Your pussy tastes so good,” he says before diving back in for more.

As much as I love the way his tongue feels, I need to be filled up. “Please fuck me,” I beg.

He lets out a low, animal-like sound and stands. He grabs my hips and turns me around, pulling my ass toward him. He pushes me forward so I’m leaning up against my car. My belly is too big for him to fuck me from the front while we’re standing, so he takes me from behind. It’s the most comfortable way, and it’s the best way for him to sink deep inside me. When the head of his cock slips past my barrier I moan so loud it fills the garage. Being pregnant, all the sensation in my pussy is far more intense than I’m used to. Having him inside of me is pure heaven.

“You’re so swollen and tight,” he says as he thrusts deep and hard into me.

I moan, unable to speak through the orgasm building up inside. He’s fucking me so hard all I can do is grunt. In this position, his balls slap against my pussy in a perfect rhythm.

“Oh God, I’m going to come,” I tell him desperately as the feeling builds into the perfect ache. My body screams for release, but at the same time, I want the build-up to last. I don’t think that’s going to happen though. I’m far too gone for that. The orgasm is happening whether I’m ready for it or not.

With one hand, he grabs hold of my ass cheek and fucks me like a bull, and with the other hand he takes hold of my sensitive nipple and squeezes. That’s it. That’s all my body can handle before it explodes into orgasm.

I scream and I don’t care if the neighbors can hear. Ben doesn’t either because he doesn’t do anything to try and keep me quiet.

With several powerful thrusts, he groans almost as loud as I’m screaming, and I’m flooded with the warmth of his cum inside me.

We’re both panting and dripping with sweat and our combined juices. He hugs me from behind, rubbing my belling and trying to catch his breath.

“That was a nice surprise,” I tell him.