You weren’t trying to eavesdrop but hearing what she was talking about, you couldn’t help yourself: she’s so horny, post partum, but she’s not getting any attention. Should you think about her like that? Of course not. But can you help it? Of course not.
It wasnt like you planned to try and incite something, when you sat down to talk to her, after listening in. How much did you hear, she asks? Enough. Enough to know she needs an ear. Maybe some advice, from the male perspective? That she agrees tells you you’ve got a chance, to convince her its not wrong, that she deserves to feel good.
Go ahead, you tell her, try on the new dress and lingerie you bought to get his attention. Do it for you, you tell her. Do it for me.
She looks so good in that yellow floral sundress. God, shes pouring out of it. Her tits, so full of milk, pressing against the fabric…her hands grazing against her chest, drawing your eye to her hardening nipples…dripping milk, wetting the lacy fabric of her new bra she shyly shows you. You, the last person she should show herself to. Flirt with. Fool around with.
But now its gone too far to stop. Her, teasing and squeezing her nipples, milking herself all over your hard cock, rubbing it against herself…
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You knew it was small, of course you did…but…so small she’d break up with you? Ok, maybe she broke up with you because of the fact that you also came in your pants…dammit.
Valentine’s Day. You saved up for months to take your girlfriend to this new French restaurant. Bought her fancy lingerie. You even got a hotel room. But…she broke up with you. On the day! What the fuck.
No. This can’t be real…this must be a trick, something from one of those feminist boards that hates your site: amateurpregnantsluts.com. Always trying to brigade you.
Your mom is pregnant, and she’s having a lot of anxiety about it all. Especially breastfeeding.
I mean it’s been so long since she was last pregnant, and even then, she didn’t breastfeed. But you don’t want to hear all that, she says, after you walk in on her trying out some latching techniques she learned from her lactation class. Of course, you’ve noticed her tits getting bigger, and the sight of them like that only furthers the filthy thoughts you’ve been having about dear Mommy’s milk coming in.
You shouldn’t, but you can’t help it. You’d regret it if you didn’t seize the opportunity. Preying on her anxiety, maybe a little, you offer to “help.” Yes, help. Hands on help. Or rather, mouth-on help. You can help her learn these latching techniques. You can sit before her, let her guide her nipple into your mouth and urge you to suck, tasting her colostrum, getting hard at the thought of her milk coming in, flowing and coating you, your mouth, your cock…god, you’re so hard.
And…is she breathing heavier? Is she…moaning a little? You swirl your tongue and flick, suck, worship your mother’s heavy dark pregnant nipples until she gives in, reaching down to stroke you while you suck, before taking your cock out and wrapping her big, heavy milky tits around it, stroking you up and down until you shoot hot cum across her gorgeous breasts.
Your mother has always dated, but now that she’s decided to use a sperm donor and get pregnant, she’s been absolutely unable to secure a date. That’s where you come in. You found a dating app just for pregnant women to find men who…well, like that. It’s called Preggr. You didn’t expect to make a profile, you really didn’t. But once you saw the women on the app, you realized that you do like it. I mean, you thought she was beautiful but…that’s not new. Seeing all those pregnant, horny women though? You had to do it.
This is it–your first slumberparty with students from your new school.
Being the new guy is so hard–trying to fit in, to learn all the unspoken rules. But these guys seem pretty chill. Plus, his mom is a smoke show. Total yummy mummy. Pregnant too. And sweet, telling you to make yourself comfortable, that when she says that her home is yours, she really means it. There seems to be something behind this statement, a sort of sly grin…but she assures you the other boys will fill you in on the house rules, and just relax and enjoy.
Everything seems normal, going totally fine, until you hear a noise from the bathroom. Whoa, is Max watching porn? Oh, wow–he’s getting his dick sucked by Mrs. Bettie! This is insane! Should you tell someone? Tell her son?? She’s talking to Max like this is normal, like it happens all the time. You watch as she strokes Max to completion, covering her big mommy milkers in a sticky mess…what the heck was that??
Later, on edge but undeniably horny, you hear more noises–this time coming from Mrs. Bettie’s bedroom. Sneaking down the hall and peering around the cracked door, you see her naked, on top of Jared, sucking and stroking him. He’s small, and she purrs her approval over his size, as sweet and encouraging as she was talking to you in the kitchen, telling Jared to slide right into her tightest hole…and he does! She rides him hard, pumping her ass up and down on his cock until he cums. What is going on with this lady??
You’re still not sure if you should tell her son, and you find yourself lying wide awake on the floor of his room, contemplating your options. Finally, you drift off…only to be awoken by the unmistakable sound of sex from above you, on the bed. But it’s just you and him in the room…surely she wouldn’t…wow! She’s riding her own son!! Leaning back, thrusting her hips while she talks about the very things you saw her do! Was this what she meant about the rules?!? It couldn’t be…could it?
The next morning, you wake up early and decide you need to talk to her. You need to know just what the heck is happening.
“You’re up early!” she says, a big grin on her face. “How was your night? I didn’t keep you up, did I?” she asks, a smile on her face. You tell her she did. And from there, the truth is revealed: she has been teaching all these boys (yes, including her son!) about sex. From the female orgasm to anal to creampies…and she knows it can be overwhelming, but she wants you to feel comfortable at these special parties, too.
She can take it slow–the boys won’t be up for a while, so you can have her all to yourself, and it serves them right for being too jealous to tell you the rules!–stroking you at first, before guiding your young, virgin cock into her horny pussy. You can’t believe this is your first time! You can’t believe how good she feels, how sweet and encouraging and eager she is to take your virginity and help you learn all about sex. She seems to really love it, revel in it–the taking of your virginity, the feeling of your young cock pumping her horny hole. She cums over and over as you try your hardest not to cum, until she’s begging for it, deep inside her, and you can’t hold out any longer. Yes, she’ll teach you everything you need to know!
You’ve been going to a local sexual health clinic, in order to control your massive erections. See, your dick is SO BIG that all your drains from your brain if you get hard, and being a healthy young man, you get erections at the drop of a hat. Luckily, there’s a simple treatment from the clinic. But for some reason, it’s not working today… you keep getting hard and ending up on the floor, and wind up in Nurse Bond’s office, prone on the cot while she tries to reach your stepmom, to no avail.
She told you not to go snowboarding with Andrew–he’s such a daredevil and you always let him goad you into doing things you’re not ready for. This time? No exception. You take a nasty fall and break both wrists, only a couple months into the spring semester, then you need surgery, taking you out for the whole season! This is a huge issue, your mom says, given the unpredictable recovery and what it will mean for your performance. I mean, you can kiss that Duke athletic scholarship goodbye…
This is PART 4 in the MEP Series! Check out the rest: Mom Helps with Massive Equine Penism, Doctor Anally Treats Your MEP, and Teacher Helps Treat Your Massive Equine Penism!