EROTICA • PREGNANCY • GROUP SEX

The Pregnant Moms Sex Club

We’re horny, with big tits and intense cravings.

“I still don’t believe this is a thing,” I said as Lily drove up the long driveway.

“It’s invite-only,” she said.

I could see the cabin in the distance.

“Trust me, Lucy, this is the release you need,” Lily said.

“Patrick’s been such an asshole lately. Always an excuse to get out of sex. He doesn’t say it, but I can see I disgust him,” I said.

Lily stared at my cleavage, my tits wobbling as she parked the car.

“My stomach is huge. My ass is rounder. I’d think he’d love my engorged tits, but he can’t even look at them for more than a second,” I continued.

“Evan is the same. And I don’t even care,” Lily said.

Lily was further along than me, and she carried well. Her body was the same. It looked like only her stomach and boobs had grown.

“Let’s go,” she said.

My shoes crunched on the gravel as we made our way to the door.

“Welcome back, sexy,” a young man said, staring at Lily.

She kissed him on the cheek.

“Is this Lucy?” he said.

“I am,” I said.

“Lucy, you are ravishing. The guys are going to fall over their own feet to meet you,” he said.

I felt my face turning hot.

“Come in, we have alcohol-free champagne on the table,” he said.

The lodge was spacious, with a cozy fireplace and soft music playing in the background. I noticed several other pregnant women walking around. Some in lingerie, some completely naked.

“Holy shit,” I said.

Several guys were standing around, all in their underwear. I could hear moaning coming from some of the adjacent rooms.

“Lucy, everybody!” the guy called out.

Everybody turned to look at me.

“Uh, hi,” I smiled.

A few of the guys whispered.

“Told you you’d be a hit,” he whispered in my ear. “Feel free to wear what you want. Lingerie. Naked. There is no shame here. All these guys are intoxicated by pregnant women.”

I watched as Lily stripped down to her panties. She ran her fingers over her dark nipples, causing them to grow erect.

“Enjoy yourself, babe. I’ll meet you back here in a few hours,” Lily said.

Two guys approached her.

“Same as last time?” she asked.

They nodded their heads eagerly. Lily winked at me as she disappeared into one of the rooms with the guys by her side.

“Lucy?” one of the older guys said.

“Uh, yes,” I said.

“If you don’t mind me saying so, you are one fucking hot mom. A girl that already has big tits and gets pregnant… my favorite,” he said.

A younger guy walked over.

“I’m Kyle. And you’ve met my father-in-law, Deacon,” Kyle smiled.

“Oh, sorry. I was taken in by your exceptional body. But yeah, name’s Deacon,” Deacon said.

I couldn’t help but notice how their erections tented their underwear the longer we spoke. I could feel a tingling between my legs. Imagining them having their way with me. It had been months since I’d had sex.

“I should probably take my dress off,” I said.

They ogled my body as I unbuttoned my short dress and dropped it to the floor. I felt vulnerable standing in my underwear.

“Fuck,” Deacon mumbled.

I twirled around, allowing them to see my pregnant body and bouncing ass cheeks.

“With your permission, we would very much like to fuck you,” Deacon said.

Lily explained the rules on the way over. Guys would show their interest. And it was up to me whether I wanted to go ahead. With no pressure or fear of rejecting them. The thought of a father and son-in-law having me at the same time seemed so taboo. But it turned me on tremendously.

“You have my full permission,” I said, grabbing their cocks.

They were thick, long, and hard. I could feel my nipples growing stiffer under my lacy bra. And they noticed too. I pulled the lace of my bra down, exposing my hard nipples.

“You can suck them,” I said.

Kyle looked around. In the corner of the lounge, one of the moms was sucking off two guys at once.

“Right here?” he whispered.

My heart skipped a beat.

“Why not,” I grinned.

I slipped my hands into their underwear and wrapped my fingers around their veiny cocks.

“Hmmm,” I moaned as their lips wrapped around my aching nipples.

They sucked hard, pulling my large areole into their hungry mouths. Kyle reached behind my back and unclipped my bra. It sprung loose, allowing my tits to flop out.

“Fuck, you’re hot,” Deacon said, lifting my breast as he continued kissing and sucking on it.

“Take my panties off,” I whispered.

Deacon pulled the lacy underwear down slowly. I felt my face turning hot as he ran his fingers over my sticky gusset. My pussy was soaking wet, my thick lips parting with arousal. He used two fingers and parted my cunt lips further.

“Uh,” I whimpered as he rubbed my nub.

The soft wet squelch filled the air. Kyle grabbed my ass, his fingers digging into my soft cheek.

“We’d love to roast you,” he said.

My heart thundered in my chest. I could feel my wetness running down my legs.

“Please,” I whimpered.

I led them over to a sofa where it was more comfortable for me to bend over.

“I can’t wait to fuck this messy cunt,” Kyle said, pushing his fingers between my folds.

“I’ll have your mouth,” Deacon said. “The wife said ‘blowjobs only’ for me at these gatherings.”

I grabbed Deacon’s cock and ran my tongue up and down his length, before popping his tip between my lips.

“Holy fuck,” he said, grabbing a handful of my hair.

Kyle parted my lips and eased his hard erection into my fleshy opening.

“Ah!” I exclaimed.

He gripped my hips and shoved himself into me. It pushed my body forward, allowing Deacon’s cock to squeeze down my throat.

“Your pussy is amazing,” Kyle gasped.

He started fucking me harder. I could feel my ass bounce and slap against his pelvis with each powerful thrust. Deacon kept my head in place as I gobbled his cock as deep as I could.

Flup! Flup! Flup!

My tits swung back and forth as the two guys roasted me on the sofa. I whined and gasped, my body burning with intense lust.

“Ah, ah, ah!” Kyle chanted, pounding me with all his might.

My body bounced back and forth between their bodies. The next moment I started whimpering. I felt a tightness between my legs.

“Hmmmm!” I cried out into Deacon’s cock.

My body quivered and shook as an intense orgasm ripped through me like a surge of electricity. Kyle was the first to grunt. His cock throbbed inside me before he exploded, sending his creamy cum deep into my core.

Deacon’s cock twitched in my mouth. The next second it erupted, sending reams and reams down my throat. I swallowed it all while my pussy milked his son-in-law’s cock.

A few hard thrusts later, they pulled themselves from my battered body. I collapsed onto the couch, gasping for air. I felt Kyle’s cum gurgling out of me onto the floor.

“That was unbelievable,” Kyle rasped.

Some of the moms and guys had gathered around.

“I’m doing that next time,” one of the guys laughed.

“Hey, two guys want to roast me?!” one of the moms called out.

She didn’t wait long for volunteers.

I looked at Kyle and Deacon.

“Next time, invite a few extra friends,” I winked.

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