Former Playboy Playmates Part 7: Alyssa’s Journey - Sex Stories

Former Playboy Playmates Part 7: Alyssa’s Journey

... profession – it was all very sweet and innocent. He never once asked if I was pregnant, or how far along I was, even though it was obvious to anyone. He knew it’s best to never assume a woman is pregnant when she might just be overweight. He had perfect manners. Something about him was very special. As he was getting into his car, I stopped him. He probably thought he forgot a receipt or something. I asked if he had plans for dinner. I offered to cook for him, since I lived nearby. Instead he took me out to dinner – a very nice place too. I felt underdressed not having as stylish or expensive clothes to wear. He didn’t care. After dinner, he dropped me off; I invited him in, not expecting anything to happen. But it did and it was incredible. He made sweet, tender love to me, almost worshiping my pregnant body. I thought it was so pleasurable because I hadn’t had sex in four months, but it was something else about him. It’s like he knew what a woman wanted, pushing all the right buttons. I never had sex that was so good. His body was perfect; his cock was perfect – a long, dark brown stalk that fit perfectly down my throat, in my pussy, in my ass. He has the best cock I’ve ever had. My favorite cock. ******* “I remember that night,” Ulysses said. “I’m surprised I was able to last so long with you. Cleaning her house was exhausting.” “I’m sure it was.” “Thank you. I’m glad my friend down there is pleasing to you,” Ulysses joked. “Very much so,” Alyssa paused a moment, ...

... tapping her belly. “Ulysses?” “Yes?” “Will you fuck me until I go into labor?” “As you wish,” Ulysses grinned. “I won’t hold back.” “I don’t want you to. I’m tired of walking and eating spicy food. Hopefully rough sex will do it instead.” Ulysses picked her up, determination in his eyes, he’d been in this situation before with a pregnant woman. He slammed her against the wall, pumping upward into her. He slammed her on the bed, climbing on top, pummeling her pussy from there. He bent her over a chair, grabbed her shoulders, and stabbed her with his cock as hard as he could. Alyssa cried out with each impact against her cervix. He gathered up her belly in his arms, hugging it, while he thrust into her with all his might. Alyssa came over and over again, her body quivering from orgasmic bliss. The next morning, they were exhausted, sweaty, and barely able to go on. Ulysses wouldn’t stop. “Just one more!” he groaned, driving in as deep as he could. “Ahhh!” Alyssa cried out. “Come on!” Ulysses said as though he was trying to start an old lawnmower. “Come on!” “It’s, it’s breaking! Keep going!” Alyssa urged him on. He did so, feeling the warm trickle of amniotic fluid cover his cock and make its way out of her pussy. Ulysses thrust several more times with all the remaining strength in him. When he finally came, he bellowed loudly, maybe even waking the neighbors, if they already weren’t from their insane labor-inducing sex all night. “Shower,” Alyssa said. They washed off their sweaty ...