Pregnant Desire – a story by Celtic Heart.

Lorna was bored, bored and frustrated as she counted down the hours until Mark’s return. He’d only been gone since yesterday morning but Lorna missed him terribly and had spent the best part of two days moping about the house. Had she still been at work it would have been easier, at least she’d have been occupied during the day, but, with the end of her pregnancy only a few days away, she had stopped working almost a month before.

Lorna felt fat and ugly. She’d been excited when she’d first discovered that she was carrying Mark’s child but now, a little over nine months later, she couldn’t wait for her pregnancy to be over. What she needed most of all was for Mark to tell her how turned on he was by her gravid sate, to tell her that no matter how much she had swollen, he still fancied her as much now as he had when they had first met. The fact that her sex life was every bit as good now, if not better, than it had been when Mark and she had been trying for a baby was little consolation, she needed the immediacy of Mark’s presence to reassure her.

On top of everything else, Lorna was almost constantly tired. She hadn’t slept properly for weeks and found herself dozing off if she sat still for any length of time. Not that she really minded, she was getting too heavy to spend much time on her feet and a nap was a pleasant way to spend the odd empty hour, especially since the dreams that filled her naps had an increasingly erotic flavour. Lorna’s sexual appetite had increased in size almost as much as she had. She needed to be certain that Mark still wanted her despite her swelling body and she found her reassurance in their physical intimacy. As her body grew so did her need and now, as the end of her term approached, her need was insatiable.

“I’m home,” called Mark as he walked through the front door. There was no reply. A momentary pang of concern rose up inside him. Mark closed the door and made his way through the house. As he entered the front room he stopped and smiled. Gazing down at his sleeping wife he drank in her radiant beauty and, as he had done every day since they first met, fell in love with her all over again.

They’d met seven years ago, while they were both at university. Mark had been 22, just completing his degree and Lorna had just turned 20. They married two years later, shortly after Lorna had completed her studies. They had agreed to put off starting a family until they were both established in their chosen careers little knowing that when the time came they would have such a long wait. It had taken Lorna almost two years to conceive and now, 38 long and emotionally charged weeks later, the wait was almost over.

Realising he should make the most of this opportunity to freshen up, Mark blew his sleeping wife a kiss then turned around and made his way upstairs to take a shower. Emerging from the shower about a quarter of an hour later, Mark dressed himself quickly and made his way back downstairs.

Lorna was still asleep as he crept back into the living room. Walking quietly so as not to wake her, Mark made his way over to where Lorna lay on the sofa and knelt down in front of her. Leaning forward, Mark kissed her briefly on the lips. Lorna stirred and Mark kissed her again. Lorna’s eyes fluttered open. “Hello gorgeous,” said Mark, smiling broadly.

“Don’t patronise me,” demanded Lorna hotly as she sat up and stretched, “I look like a bloody beached whale and you know it!”

Mark laughed. “Yes,” he said softly, “but you’re my beached whale and I love you.”

“Do you really?” asked Lorna in a small voice, “Really and truly?”

“Of course I do,” replied Mark, leaning forward to kiss her again.

As Mark’s lips touched hers, Lorna felt her smouldering desire ignite. She held him close, refusing to let him go as she pressed her lips more and more firmly against his. “Oh Mark,” she panted as she broke away to catch her breath, “I want you so much.” Mark simply smiled and touched his lips to hers once again.

The kiss became increasingly intense as Lorna, fuelled by her need let her passion consume her. Absently, she reached out to stroke the front of her husband’s trousers. “Mmm, so maybe you do still fancy me,” she purred, reassured by the obviously stiffening bulge.

“Of course I do,” retorted Mark softly, “why on earth wouldn’t I?”

“Because I’m fat and ugly,” replied Lorna plaintively.

“Well, you won’t be this big for much longer and you’ll never be ugly,” replied Mark.

“Sure?” asked Lorna as she slid her hand inside his trousers and began to gently stroke the object of her desire.

“Sure I’m sure,” replied Mark. “Here, let me make that easier for you,” he added as he started to undo his trousers. He raised his hips slightly and Lorna quickly tugged his trousers and shorts to the floor.

She eyed her husband’s penis hungrily as it stood straining to attention. “Hmm, so you like your women big do you?” she asked speculatively, wrapping her fingers around it and beginning to gently pump them up and down.

“Only if they’re you, my love,” replied Mark with a grin. He lay back and closed his eyes as his wife worked her fingers up and down his shaft. “Mmm, that’s good,” he said as Lorna teased under the head of his cock with her thumb.

“So glad you approve,” replied Lorna wickedly, reaching out to gently squeeze his balls with her free hand.

Satisfied that her husband’s cock was as hard as she could make it, Lorna leaned forward. Mark gasped as she ran her tongue up the underside of his dick, slowly licking from his balls to the tip. Lorna, swirled her tongue around the head then began to lightly flick the slit at its end. Mark moaned again as she coated his knob with a warm film of saliva. “Oh fuck,” he moaned, “I love it when you do that.” Lorna smiled in reply. She licked her lips suggestively then took him into her mouth.

Mark sighed with pleasure as Lorna slid her lips down his cock. Her fingers still circled the base and she began to work them in tandem with her mouth. Lorna varied her pace as Mark’s cock slipped between her lips. Her head bobbed rapidly up and down one moment, the next, her lips slid along his shaft with measured slowness as Mark moaned in appreciation.

Drawing on the experience learned from their years together, Lorna knew how to use her mouth to give Mark the maximum amount of pleasure. She also knew exactly how much of this sort of attention her husband’s cock could take. Reading the signs as her mouth hungrily devoured his cock, Lorna reluctantly decided it was time to stop.

“I was enjoying that,” complained Mark as his prick slipped from between his wife’s lips.

“I know,” she said, “and you’ll enjoy this even more.” She stood up and began to remove her dress, sliding it down over her bump and letting it fall to the floor. She reached behind her back to unhook her bra, freeing her swollen breasts from confinement. “Sit forward a bit and open you legs,” she urged, “I can’t lean forward as much as I used to.”

With a broad smile on his face Mark complied. Lorna knelt down between his outstretched legs, leant forward and positioned Mark’s cock between her enlarged breasts. She smiled lovingly at her husband as she raised her hands to her breasts and pressed them together, sandwiching his cock between them.

Mark moaned as Lorna began to rub his cock with her breasts. “Oh, that’s good!” he sighed as his hips began to thrust.

“You like fucking my tits, don’t you?” asked Lorna huskily.

“Like it?” replied Mark, “I love it!”

“Good,” said Lorna as she squeezed his cock even more firmly between her soft, heavy mounds. She began to play with her nipples as she increased the pace of her movement. At the bottom of each stroke, Mark’s cock poked out of her cleavage. Lorna flicked her tongue over the head, savouring the taste of Mark’s pre-cum as it oozed out of the slit.

Mark’s cock began to twitch. “I’m goin’ to explode all over you if you keep that up,” he said.

“Mmmm,” murmured Lorna dreamily in return. “I’d like that,” she said, “Cum all over me, cover my tits with your cum.”

“You sure?” asked Mark from between clenched teeth.

“Yes!” urged Lorna emphatically, “And then you can eat me out until your cock is hard enough again to fuck me.”

Mark’s hips surged, thrusting his cock between his wife’s breasts. “I love it when you talk like that,” he said in a voice made hoarse with the strain of holding back his release.

“Cum!” urged Lorna, “Cum!” and she flicked her tongue over the slit at the tip of her husband’s cock.

“Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” exclaimed Mark as his cock erupted, shooting a thick jet of sperm over Lorna’s face. Lorna jerked her head back and Mark emptied the rest of his load over her breasts.

Lorna wiped her face with the back of her hand, licking Mark’s cum from her fingers as she waited for her husband’s climax to subside. As his torrent finally slowed to a trickle, Lorna wrapped her lips around his shaft once more and eagerly sucked the last drops of cum from his knob.

Mark’s cum trickled down her cleavage and on to her swollen belly. She sat back and started to rub his cum into her skin, working it into her breasts and then spreading it over her bump. “Mmm,” she purred contentedly as Mark tried to catch his breath, “I wonder if cum’s any good at stopping stretch marks.”

Mark laughed as Lorna sat down on the sofa, spreading her legs wide as she rubbed his cum into her skin. Mark knelt down between her legs and tugged at her knickers, pulling them over her bum and down off her legs. Resting his arms on top of her thighs, he leant forward. “Oooh!” moaned Lorna as her husband’s tongue ran along her slit, “Ohhh, mmmm!”

Mark worked his tongue into the folds of her pussy, savouring the taste of his wife’s juices as they flowed into his mouth. Lorna moaned softly, playing with her breasts as Mark’s tongue darted between her enflamed lower lips. She cried out as he sucked gently on her swollen clit. “Oh Mark,” she sighed as she pinched her nipples, “eat me, Ohhh, mmmmm!” In response, Mark began to concentrate on her clit, sucking it between his lips and flicking it with the tip of his tongue.

“Use your fingers!” urged Lorna, “Fuck me with your fingers while you suck on my clit.” Mark wasted no time as he complied with his wife’s demand. Pressing one, then two fingers into her cunt, he began to slide them in and out. The walls of Lorna’s cunt contracted around them, griping them tight as Mark twisted them inside her. Lorna felt a warm sensation spreading out from deep inside, consuming her as her passion mounted. Using her hands to push her breasts up she leaned forward, trying desperately to lick her nipples as her husband feasted on her throbbing clit.

The pleasurable sensations intensified. “Yesss!” she moaned as she felt the tip of one of Mark’s fingers press against her rear entrance. Lorna thrust her hips forward, forcing her husband’s finger into her back passage. “Ooohhh!” she cried, “give me another.” Removing his fingers from her cunt, Mark began to press them against her tight rear hole. Slick with Lorna’s juices they slid in easily. Mark lapped at her pussy, darting his tongue into her cunt as he thrust his fingers in and out of her arse.

Lorna’s body began to tremble. The walls of her cunt pulsed as her impending climax drew closer. “Oh fuck! Oh yessss!” she cried as Mark sucked down hard on her clit. Her hips began to buck. Her head lolled from side to side as she surrendered herself to her orgasm. Mark could see the contractions ripple through his wife’s swollen abdomen as he kept a constant pressure on her clit with the tip of his tongue. Finally, unable to endure any more, Lorna reluctantly begged him to stop.

Mark slid his fingers out of his wife’s arse and she slid off the sofa to join him on the floor. “Oh Mark,” she sighed, “I needed that.” Then, staring pointedly at her husband’s reborn erection, she licked her lips and said, “And now, I need that too.”

“You sure? asked Mark softly, his eyes shining with the love he felt for her.

“Of course I’m sure, silly,” she said, “I want you to give me a good seeing to. Just let me get comfy.” Lorna pulled the cushions from the sofa and arranged them into a pile on the floor. Positioning herself on all fours, Lorna rested her heavy body on the pile of cushions. Looking back over her shoulder at her husband, Lorna wriggled her bum suggestively and said, “Fuck me Mark. I want you inside me.

Mark moved behind Lorna. Taking his cock in one hand he began to slide the tip up and down his wife’s wet slit, occasionally pressing against the entrance of her cunt then pulling away. “Quit teasing and fuck me!” demanded Lorna as the head of Mark’s cock slid up and down between her moist lower lips.

Mark laughed. “If it’s a fuck you want, then a fuck you shall have, my dear,” he said putting his hands firmly on her hips. He entered her with a single thrust, his cock sliding easily into her wet cunt.

“Mmm, yesss!” moaned Lorna as she pushed her hips back to meet his thrust. Mark stroked his cock in and out. He reached forward to caress Lorna’s bulging abdomen as his cock slid in and out of her cunt. “Harder, Mark! Harder!” urged Lorna and he increased the pace of his strokes in response.

Lorna thrust her hips back, meeting her husband’s strokes on their deepest point. Flexing the walls of her cunt around Mark’s cock, she gripped it tight as it slid in and out. “In my arse!” she cried, “I want to feel your cock in my arse.”

Mark pulled his cock from his wife’s cunt and immediately pressed the head against the puckered entrance of her tight rear hole. Well lubricated with Lorna’s juices, Mark’s cock met little resistance as he sank it right up to the root in her arse. “Oh Mark!” she moaned as his cock impaled her back passage, “Oh Mark, mmmm, ohh!” Mark began to thrust, driving his cock deep into her bowels with every stroke. “Oh yes!” cried Lorna, “Fuck my arse, fuck it hard!”

Turned on by his wife’s blatant display of wanton sexuality, Mark smiled as he increased his pace. Once again he counted himself lucky that in Lorna he had found someone that enjoyed anal sex as much as he did and, as her pregnancy had progressed, she’d come to demand it with increasing frequency.

As Mark’s cock pumped in and out of her arse, Lorna felt his balls slap against her enflamed labia with every thrust. “Play with my tits!” she demanded as she let her passion consume her. Mark reached forward, taking her breasts in his hands as they hung heavy and full below her. “Yesss!” purred Lorna as he teased her swollen nipples. “Oohhh mmmm, that’s good,” she sighed.

Lorna reached back over her swollen abdomen to play with her clit as her husband squeezed and caressed her breasts and plunged his cock into her back passage with increasing force. Straining at the very limit of her reach she could only brush it lightly with the tip of her middle finger. That one fleeting contact was all she needed. Her body heaved as an intense wave of pleasure coursed through her. “C’mon!” she urged as she surrendered herself to her climax, “Fuck me Mark! Oooh, fuck me hard!”

Mark removed his hands from his wife’s breasts and gripped her hips tight. Raising himself up slightly, he leaned forward and began to stab his cock into her up-thrust arse with increasing force. “Oh Lorna!” he moaned, “Your arse is so tight. I can’t hold back much longer.”

“Fuck me!” urged Lorna, “Fuck me hard and cum deep inside me.”

Mark clenched his teeth as the pressure mounted in his loins. Lorna urged him on with a string of obscenities that drove him wild. “Oh Lorna!” he cried, “Here it comes. I’m cumming!” he moaned as, with one final thrust, he sank his cock into her arse and began emptying his load into her bowels. His hips continued to thrust of their own volition and with every thrust he shot another jet of sperm deep into his wife’s back passage.

When at last, his load was spent, he pulled away and half fell against the sofa, breathing hard as he struggled to recover. Exhausted, Lorna sat down beside him. She kissed him lightly on the lips. “Thank you,” she said softly in his ear as he gently caressed her, running his hands lightly over her bump.

“Feel better now?” asked Mark, looking into her eyes.

“Mmm,” replied Lorna softly, “yes.”

“I do love you, you know?” said Mark.

“I know,” replied Lorna, “I’m just making the most of it while I still can. Pretty soon we’ll both be too tired to even think about doing that.”

Mark laughed. Pulling his wife tightly into his embrace, he kissed her. “I know,” he said, pushing her long dark hair away from her face and kissing her again,”but at least we’re enjoying it while we can.”

Late that night as they lay in bed, Lorna woke as a powerful contraction shook her. A few minutes later it was followed by another. “Mark,” she cried, giving her husband’s sleeping form a shake. “Mark, wake up.”

“Huh, whassat?!?” mumbled Mark, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

“They’ve started Mark, this is it,” she said, stifling a moan as another contraction ripped through her.

Mark sat up and started to get dressed. He kissed her cheek. “Is everything ready?” he asked, his voice full of concern. Lorna nodded, a pain filed frown puckering her brow. “Well let’s get you dressed and then we’ll get going.”

Lorna nodded again. “Oh Mark,” she said, her voice little more than a sob, “I love you.”

Mark put his arms around her and held her tight. “I love you too,” he said.

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