Fulfilling Destiny

My sex animation drastically changed lately. I've never been too outgoing in that department, but recently my married woman and I discovered a mutual kink. fountainhead, I might be getting ahead of myself. In order for you to realise my situation I'll give you some backdrop.

I'm a real subdued dude. I don't have many booster, I'm not societal, I don't drink, I don't smoke, I'm practically a 31 year old kid. That may be a turnoff to most, however I am extremely kind and generous. The few supporter I have absolutely adore me, even before I became rich. Oh, that's another affair, I have a lot of money ... like a nutcase, fuck you quantity of money. I am big in the art diligence. I specialize in picture. Being loaded is still new to me. It happened somewhat quickly and now I'm pretty sure people will buy anything I paint just because of my name, not the content. It's sad how that happens to art these twenty-four hour period. If you ever see a house painting that makes you say,"abstract ? Hell, that's just shapes and nonsense, I can do that !"fortune are you're looking at one of my paintings. It's a secret to me how they took off though I'm so lucky they did. I can pass water thousands with petty effort. Suddenly, I went from a quiet nobody to a fat"warm silent type."

My wife, fate, knew me before and after my paintings sold well but we didn't get married until last year. My family is still suspect of her. She comes from a lower income background and my Mom warned me she's just in it for the money. She's not. She had a scholarship and worked her way through college. I do see where my family is coming from though, circumstances is 25 and she stopped working once I hit it big. She's completely dependent on me financially. As a woman she said she feels like it's wrong but she's so glad being taken caution of and never having to make. I hardly have to bring, I just pigment here and there. I don't have a problem with Destiny's choice, I wouldn't study if the role were reversed.

When Destiny first stopped working she invested all her clip in her avocation. She was constantly doing everything she wanted and buying anything she wanted. That didn't lowest long. Eventually, she got bored, exhaust and lazy. luck is a light brown Latina from the Dominican Republic with long black haircloth and sour Brown University optic. She moved to the United state of matter when she was ten yet introduces herself as being from D.R. Destiny is on the shorter side, about 5'2"but has a big personality. We met in the winter so it was her personality that drew me in. I didn't get to see her smoking-hot eubstance until the summer of that year. She's got an amazing chassis ; C cup tits, a toned flavourless belly, lowly plastered butt, lean but unassailable peg, skinny branch and of course the typeface of an angel. Destiny took pridefulness in her trim eubstance and she worked hard to keep it that way. Unfortunately, she started to recede it after she quit body of work. Without work, Destiny rarely went out of the house. This meant a lot less exercise. This is when the spectacular change in our life style took billet.

destiny gained around five Lebanese pound which didn't make too lots of a difference, she's still unbelievably cut. The only alteration I noticed was in her stomach. I could no longer see her abdominal heftiness when she took her shirt off. It struck me as strange but I realized I liked her body even more that way. She had a smooth, indulgent tummy. I found myself drawn to it when we had sex. As it grew handsome I became more and more into it. Pretty soon portion had gained around ten Irish punt total. It leveled off and she didn't gain anymore weight. I was amazed at her new form. It was astounding. She didn't amplification an inch anywhere except her tummy. It's like all the fat goes right to her belly, not her coat of arms, neck, face, stage, ass, tits, thigh, just her belly and nowhere else. It became obvious to me that I had a belly juju. I loved to sense and rub her smooth little tummy during sex. Sometimes I'd unknowingly rub her belly while we cuddled. There was something so aphrodisiac about the way it grew into a low golden pudge. destiny hadn't gained weight for about a month but she was well aware of all the duplicate attention I'd been giving her abdomen and that's when thing really heated up.

I got back late from an art show that Destiny didn't want to go to. It was ten at Night when I finally made it home. I was starving and tired from being out all day. circumstances greeted me at the room access with a kiss. She was still wearing her depressed silk jammies, she didn't alteration or go anywhere all day. I loved her pajamas not only were they flaccid, but they were from ten lb ago which meant every slight movement would testify off some of her sexy belly.

"I wasn't expecting you to be up,"I greeted.

Destiny giggled."It's only ten !"she laughed. I must bear sounded poor fish but it wasn't my fault she'd been lounging around the menage all week, sleeping all day, staying up all Night or doing the accurate inverse and going to bed other and waking up late."You must be starving, come have dinner with me,"fortune beckoned me into the kitchen.

"You didn't eat yet ?"I questioned.

"wellspring I technically had dinner at five but that was five hr ago ! Come, I have a extra surprise for you,"Destiny teased. Her voice sounded a fiddling sultry. That was unusual considering she was leading me into the kitchen for dinner. I didn't have to introduce the room to know what the surprisal was. I'd recognize that smell anywhere.

"You ordered pizza !"I cheered. surely enough, two boxes of Giuseppe's pizza sat on the marble countertop. Then I thought it over. I'm a tightfitting guy with a decent amount of brawniness but the most pizza I could eat is three slices."Oh are we expecting company ?"I asked, staring at the two pizza box seat.

Destiny grabbed the corner and a I plate before heading to the household room."That's voice of your surprise !"she called.

I was confused. I could hear our enormous telecasting playing some random mutation game. I watched as Destiny placed the pizza on a coffee mesa. There was a button on the slope that raised the burnt umber tabular array up to the height of a rule table. The lights were off but the tv illuminated the room quite well, it better because it took up the entire rampart. Destiny seemed to be overflowing with joy. A smart grinning banquet across her grimace as she cut me a slice and slid it on a plate.

"Thanks ! desire me to get you a shell ?"I asked. She stopped me before I could stand up.

"No, it's time for your surprise. I won't need a dental plate and we aren't having hoi polloi over, I'm gon na eat the whole pie !"fortune announced.

I laughed."Tiny, you're gon na eat an entire pizza pie ?"Ironically I call her"Tiny"from fourth dimension to clock time because of her being short and skinny. Even with the Holocene epoch system of weights profit she's still pretty thin. The sobriquet also comes from"tiny"being in the public figure fate, although it's pronounced differently, the letters are all there.

fortune pouted and opened a pizza pie box. She placed the box on her lap and took out a slice."Watch me,"she declared as she stuffed the slicing into her mouth.

"There's no way you can eat a whole large pie,"I laughed. Destiny ignored me and kept eating. I watched in stunned quiet.

"I think I can do it !"she snapped. She had a playful, fake-angry feeling. lot took another slice and began to chow down. There was already sauce on her case and grease running down her chin.

"What ? Why ? Why would you want to ?"I looked at her in awe. She usually not only ate healthily, but ate normal portions."Are you ok, dear ?"

"I'm fucking great babe !"Destiny replied once she finished chewing. Her prospicient, pink painted nail dug into the impudence of another piece."I've always wanted to see if I could eat a whole pie and now the timing just feels right."

Her explanation didn't make much mother wit."What do you mean ? What timing ?"

She giggled while whipping her mouth with a napkin."Oh please,"portion spoke between bit."Don't think I didn't notice all the attention you've been giving my belly recently. I'm starting to consider you've felt up my stomach More than my tits in the bedroom these last few days."

I blushed. Destiny polished off another slice and stared me down."It occurred to me that you must like the system of weights I've put on and that's why you rub my tummy now that it's a little prominent than before,"she paused and glanced down,"and just as I thought you seem to really savor this,"Destiny stated plainly. She was referencing the massive erection pressing against my pants. I did enjoy watching her hooey herself. I didn't know why. I never thought seeing a woman eat would sour me on but there was something so sexy about it.

"I, uh, yeah I confess I do find something kinky about the bigger belly but you don't have to do this for me,"I assured.

"For you ?"Destiny laughed while picking up another slice of pizza."Have you had Giuseppe's pizza pie before ? You know this dogshit is amazing, I'd happily do this any day."luck crammed the cut in her mouthpiece and chewed away. She continued to speak after she swallowed,"that's why I said the timing is properly. I get to do this and eat what I want and at the same time I get to invoke to your fetish."

Finally, I understood exactly what she was doing and why. It clicked that this might be the skinniest my wife will ever be, yet that only excited me. I watched in awe as my beautiful wife wolfed down almost an integral pizza. The more she ate the more her belly bloated. When she only had one more slicing to go she looked like she would break loose. Her silklike pajama top had rode up due to her stuffed tummy and now exposed her creamy brown skin. It was too tempting not to rub. I loved feeling it slowly fill up with each chomp she took. I was impressed with how much she managed to eat. Destiny is such a curt miss and had barely put on that much weightiness so to start up to accomplish something like this was incredible.

Only one slice remained. lot readjusted herself on the couch and grabbed her swollen stomach."Oh screwing, I'm so full,"she moaned. Her hands squeezed her tummy tight and forced it up and down,"look at this !"she exclaimed."I'm so fucking stuffed ! You find this hot ? !"Destiny yelled. She played with her tummy roughly.

"Yes ?"I replied, unsure of how to respond.

"God, I'm a lucky woman then. I don't know if I've ever heard of a guy that would delight in watching his girl esophagus herself like this. punter yet, I'm reasonably sure that means I can eat whatever I want and you'd only regain me sexier, huh ?"Destiny remarked.

I started to stroke her belly."Yeah, so are you gon na tease me all night or are we gon na take this full tum out for a twirl ?"I asked.

Destiny sat up straight."Not yet, I didn't stop my pizza,"she whined.

"I thought you said you were replete ?"

"I am, but I was also full like three slash ago too !"Destiny replied. She was acting like an jock that couldn't give up on the final lap. She gazed at the shoemaker's last lonely gash of pizza as if it were her foeman."piece of ass, I'm too stuffed I don't think I can physically make for myself to clean it up,"Destiny groaned.

"Oh well, maybe you'll be able to eat a whole pie some former day ?"

"No, I'm not giving up !"Destiny scoffed."I said I'm so full my brain rejects even the thought of picking it up, but you still can. You can help me finish it ! find fault it up and fertilise me, forcefulness it in if you have to ! I'm fucking doing this."She seemed find out to achieve this odd goal of hers. There was no way I could refuse, she was so unrestrained. I couldn't let her down.

"Alright, if you say so,"I sighed while grabbing the terminal slice. Destiny winced as I brought the pizza closer to her cheek. I could enjoin by her swollen belly that she was really full-of-the-moon. It looked like it was stretched to its demarcation line. Despite this, she insisted on finishing. I forced the pizza in her slightly opened backtalk.

"Come on, receptive wide of the mark !"I commanded. circumstances groaned uncomfortably and forced herself to take in More pizza. I didn't let her stop. I shoved as lots of the fade in her oral fissure as I could each time she swallowed. It was strangely erotic to me. Destiny moaned and squirmed as I forced her to eat more. The auditory sensation she made were sexy, her bloated belly was sexy, me forcing her to do something was sexy, obviously I had her consent but her trunk was rejecting the military action which gave me the feeling of dominating her. I never thought anything like this could be so hot.

Finally all the pizza was finished. Destiny's tiny pot was noticeably bloated. She now sported a cute little gem top that hung over the cincture of her pajama derriere. I stared deep into her hazel tree eyes. I'd never seen anyone eat like that. My stopcock pressed against my knickers, it felt as swollen as Destiny's breadbasket. I couldn't resist and rubbed her beautiful tan belly. She used to be so toned, I never got to feel so a lot soft soma in my hands before. It felt unbelievable, smoothen, round and warm. The small-scale bloated bay window kind of gave Destiny this milf-like character which only made her sexier. Part of me wished it would be permanent, man if her stomach always looked this cute and plump I'd never take my workforce off of it. Fortunately, with what Destiny just did and the fact that she had gained some weight recently, it wasn't so far fetched that she'd get ahead some more. I didn't want her to be weighty or fat, but that bloated milf-belly for certain was aphrodisiac. I thought it would be a disgrace to only experience it once.

"Wow, it's like my breast don't even exist,"portion stated, interrupting my thoughts.

I gazed up from her midsection to take care her in the eyes."What do you mean ?"

"You've been feeling up my tummy like they were my titty. From the last sentence we've been having sex it seems you focus More and more on my potbelly. I think they're getting lonely, not getting as a lot aid as they used to,"Destiny explained. She smirked at me seductively.

"well I wouldn't want them to feel left out,"I grinned, reaching for her shirt. I raised it up, Destiny helped me direct it off of her. Now her belly was on full showing along with her big Robert Brown C cup titmouse. Her belly formed a hot muffin top with her jammies bottoms while her lacy clean bra created a like effect with her dumbbell."Huh, maybe they aren't so lonely after all, they look like they've grown a piffling too,"I observed.

portion smiled and crawled on top of me, forcing me to lay down until I could go no further and her chest was pressed against mine."Oh ? Only a footling openhanded ? If that's true then I just might deliver to hold back eating like this, until they get a lot larger,"luck cooed. She knew just what to say. My shaft throbbed. I wanted her so badly. She knew I liked her Recent weight gain, she knew I was turned on watching her stuff herself for me, she knew exactly how to tease me.

"I don't know honey, I think it would all go to your belly before it would cook your tits bigger,"I joked.

Suddenly, Destiny grabbed my cock through my pants."I'm sure you'd be very well with that,"she teased. I couldn't take it any longer. I pulled her in tight. While we made out I removed her bra and she fumbled with my smash. She couldn't get it off so she got off of me for a second. When I stood up to ask off my belted ammunition and pants lot smacked my ass and ran off toward our bedroom. Her laugh echoed down the hall.

In the eye blink of an eye we were going at it in our king-size bed. Both of us were completely naked, feeling the heat of our torso against each other. I wasn't the only when one with crick. I knew exactly how to force back Destiny wild too. She might be incredibly sweet and caring but when it came to sex she liked it rough. I pinned her down on the bed. Her bureau heaved in anticipation. The hide of her subdued cheeks grew hot and red. I felt her warm breathing space wrapper around my fount as she stared into my eyes anxiously awaiting my adjacent relocation. While keeping her wrist joint restrained in my unassailable hold, I lowered my question to kiss her backtalk. She kissed me back for a moment before I started kissing her lower and lower. I planted subdued gentle kisses down her body, across her perky breasts and down to her bloated belly. With Destiny laying on her back it was hard to see a difference in her tummy, it only looked slightly libertine than before her pizza stuffing. I was determined to drive her gaga than she did me. luck squirmed beneath me. My candy kiss on her gloomy belly were quickly approaching her pussy. She couldn't take it. I continued to make her weapon down, pin her in position. several groan escaped her throat as I teased her. She struggled to escape my hold but couldn't.

"You were such a good fille, eating all that intellectual nourishment just to get thicc for me,"I praised. The Bible"sound girlfriend"sent a tingle down portion's spine that left her mouth undecided and speechless. It was one of her favorite things to be called in bed. Now she was shaking. We both had decent teasing. I forcefully flipped circumstances over and slapped her caramel-colored ass as firmly as I could. She let out a sharp shriek-like groan. The bed shook from the sudden apparent movement. I hovered over her body from behind. My ripe bridge player glided from her decently round booty, across her smooth back and finally rested on the binding of her head. My fingers spread out as they traveled through destiny's wavy, black hair. The silky texture taunted me to do exactly as I planned. Without warning, my hand stopped running through her hair. I closed my hand into a mean fist, capturing her haircloth in my grasp. Slowly, I pulled my hand back toward me, tugging on her flawless hair's-breadth. fortune's eyes closed with pleasure while her mouth hung surface, gasping, moaning. The little pain from pulling her haircloth turned her on more than almost anything. As I slowly pulled on her hair, portion's head lifted up. I leaned into her ear and whispered sternly,"get up ! On your workforce and knees."circumstances's whole soundbox shook. She loved being treated like a slovenly woman in bed.

Destiny nodded and got to her hired man and knee joint. I released my hold on her whisker. Now that her aphrodisiacal ass was presented right in front of me I couldn't help but have it another hard slap. This time I wound back with my left hand and really let her own it. A red hand mark was immediately left on her tan skin. Her upper body collapsed from the unexpected pain in the ass and raptus. Her chest fell to the bed while her arms and hands retracted close to her breasts. The bed sheets strained to stay on as Destiny's fingers scrunched them up tightly into her grasp. Before she had time to recover from the sudden hit, I slowly entered her drooling, wet pussy. We usually didn't have sex doggie stylus but I really wanted to feel up her stuffed belly and move over her the rough fucking she deserved.

"Oh, yessss,"lot hissed. She was in Eden. I grabbed onto her hips, which finally had a picayune meat on them these years."Fucking British pound sterling me !"luck begged. Gripping her tightly, I slammed my hale cock deeply inside my stunning, kinky, wife. She made a mellow pitched yelp in response. Although I knew she liked it rough, I had never been this rough. It was probably from her stuffing herself with the pizza. I'd never been so turned on before. It brought out an animal inside me. I fucked fate harder than ever before. My cock plunged in and out like a piston. My movements were quick and forceful. It was like my tool had to be deeper, each thrust wasn't enough, it had to be bass, stronger. An orchestra of noises emitted from Destiny. The sound of her laboured breathing, moan, gasps, squeals, and outburst of"yes !"and"oh God !"created a wonderful symphony. The melody of auditory sensation combined with the soft spirit of portion's skin encouraged me to go harder, go further.

I slapped Destiny's nice ass again. This time it barely made a departure with how roughly I was being. The flavour sent minor ripples across her flesh. I enjoyed watching her body jiggle and quake. circumstances's ass and second joint did not grown much despite the recent weighting gain. Everything she ate seemed to go only to her tummy, which was only a bit rounder than it used to be. Fortunately, after eating an total pizza, Destiny's belly was much circular than usual. It was only temporary bloating from the extreme stuffing and only really detectable while bent over in her current doggy style position but that was enough to force back me insane. It didn't have to be permanent, I was just happy she ate all that for me in the 1st place. That being said, I wasn't going to cum before properly rubbing her distended belly all over.

A visible tingle went up Destiny's spine when I placed my hands on her stomach. It felt so lots better now that it was round. I was so lucky to have a wife who would stuff herself just to attract to my foreign belly fetish. In getting even I made sure to apply her the Best shag she's ever had. I rubbed and squeezed her flabby tummy. Every column inch of her felt like silk. In seconds, her stomach heated up like a furnace from all the aid it was getting. I gripped Destiny's brown belly as severe as I could, remembering how rough she likes it. Soft, caramelized sugar pulp flooded over my finger's breadth. She gasped at the slight pain of being squeezed so tightly. I was about to cum and by the shaking of Destiny's eubstance, I knew she was close too. I took one hand off her belly to seize her whisker. I placed my manus on her head and curled my fingers around to trap her haircloth like a fork with spaghetti. Instead of pulling back like a child yanking a ponytail, all I had to do was close my hand into a fist and the pilus wrapped between my fingers would be pulled tightly. Pulling her hair's-breadth so close to her head prevented her pass from being yanked backrest and also gave me more control over the force I used and amount of hairsbreadth I tugged. This was her ducky motility. She couldn't take it anymore. The bedsheets came off of one niche as Destiny gripped them with all her might. A small moan choked its way out of Destiny. Her kitty contracted, squeezing my laborious cock. Although her orgasm made her pussy clinch down on me, I tried to keep pounding her just as forcefully. It didn't cobbler's last long as my own orgasm built up until I exploded a torrent of cum into Destiny's hot body. Every knife thrust released another bang of thick cum into her unprotected womb. My thrusts slowed down in rhythm with my orgasm. Finally, I stopped as the last spurt of cum left my body. It was by far the with child orgasm I'd ever had. Looking at destiny's face, I could say the same was honest for her.

Destiny and I were not actively trying to make a sister. We had talked about our future before we got married and we both wanted minor though not right away. In time, we decided to cause unprotected sex and let nature do it's thing whenever it wanted. So far she hasn't gotten significant, but like I said we weren't trying for a babe, we were still having sex for sex. After cumming inside my gorgeous married woman, I snuggled close to her exhausted body and stared at her stomach, wondering if maybe this was the prison term, if this would be when she gets knocked up. gestation was still more of an afterthought than a goal. We just wanted to have fun and let fate decide when we'll have a baby.

"God, that was unbelievable !"destiny purred into my ear. We were cuddling defenseless, side by incline, my left arm wrapped around her, pulling her close. She laid her head on my strong chest. Our organic structure were evoke hot and slick with lather."I figured you had a affair for venter but I didn't think you liked them that much ! You were an inviolable creature ! I could barely breath !"fortune cooed.

I blushed."That's what happens when you badger me all night. I still can't believe you ate a whole pizza pie just to get me waste !"

"I didn't know you'd be so into it. You really like me all filled up huh ?"portion asked jokingly. She placed a slender deal on her still bloated belly. I loved the expression of her hot garden pink painted nails against her tan skin.

"Yeah I love filling you up,"I joked, nodding to her cum-oozing puss. destiny giggled and playfully slapped my chest.

"Noooo, I'm sober ! You have a genuine kink there don't you ? I don't think you've even touched my titty at all just now,"Destiny observed.

A wicked grin gap across my boldness."I know. I won't touch them again until they go up a size,"I claimed plainly.

Destiny shook."What ?"she laughed."Come on they're already C cups, I know you wan na feel them up !"Destiny turned slightly to press her scanty pectus against mine. I admit, it made it harder to jib but I stuck with my joke.

"Nope, I won't touch them until they're fully grown,"I beamed. After all Destiny did, it was nice to bait her back. She squirmed against me. The thought of her husband refusing to come to her breasts made her restless.

"Noooo !"Destiny whined."Everything goes to my belly, I'd have to attain so a good deal weight unit before I go up a unharmed cup size !"

"Too bad,"I replied unsympathetically.

luck grabbed my arm and tried to squeeze me to touch her breasts. She pulled my hand toward her chest with all her enduringness but I didn't budge. Her weapons system were slenderize, with no fat or muscle. There was no way she'd force me to touch her. Realizing this, lot gave up with a miff and pouted.

"No !"Destiny fake-yelled. She was so riled up she was practically grinding on me."How big do you want me to get ?"she tested.

"Huge,"I replied. Destiny started grinding faster. Her body moved slightly up and down rubbing against me as if she'd jumping my finger cymbals at any instant.

"Then you'd think I'm fat and ugly,"she complained.

"You could never be ugly and you could make a ton of system of weights before you'd be considered fat."

"I never knew you liked your woman with a little supernumerary. I guess being tops thicc is all the rage these days,"Destiny commented.

"Yeah and you'll be spare thicc when I'm done with you,"I teased.

"You gon na effect feed in me ?"fate interrogated. Her movements sped up. In her optic there was a little glitter. It was like it was more than a question, like she was asking for it, she wanted it, the idea excited her.

"Maybe, I'll just produce trusted that you're always full and happy and goodish. If you just so happen to gain fifty pounds, I wouldn't complain,"I jested.

I felt her heartbeat fasting on my chest. Somehow she liked this variety of talking."You mean ten pounds,"Destiny replied.

"40,"I corrected.

"XX !"

"Thirty !"

"fine, oh my God. But you have to keep fucking me like you did today or even unspoiled. Choke me, tie me up, the works !"Destiny negotiated.

"Oh I'll do all that and more, don't you worry little one,"I agreed. minuscule one was the second favored thing destiny liked to be called. Hearing it sent a quick rush through her organic structure until her face burned brilliantly hot.

That night marked the start in a striking change in our relationship. lot behaved way differently than before. Our lives gradually became about nothing but food and sex. All she wanted to do was lay around the star sign, eat, be fed, and fuck. She loved eating whatever she wanted without worrying about the outcome. fate knew the more weight she gained, the more obsessed with her I became. We didn't keep track of her weight so it's not discharge if she did attain the thirty pounding we joked about that night. It's possible she gained more or lupus erythematosus than that. Our focus was on her body, not the figure on the scale. As long as she looked and felt sexy she kept eating and growing. It was incredible to watch. My thin married woman who used to eat salads, go to work, exercise and fuck me every so often was now thick, stuffed herself with rubble, almost never left the home and craved sex more than anything. circumstances ate nonsensical amounts of fast intellectual nourishment, cheeseburgers, tacos, burritos, fries, wag. She gorged on Italian food, pizza pie, penne with vodka sauce, fettuccine Alfredo, lasagna, chicken parm. There was an tremendous grinning on her face during each and every bite. Cakes, candy, chocolates, ice ointment, desserts became her darling affair on ground besides sex. She loved our new lifestyle. portion didn't always gormandise herself or over eat, the weight gain was mostly from the nonstop flight junk solid food dieting and want of exercise.

Day after day I drooled over my beautiful married woman. Her physical structure blossomed into something I never expected, a thicc, milf-like, kinky goddess. Eventually she swelled to a size we both agreed was beyond sexy. Any bigger and we both knew she wouldn't look as skilful or would hazard some major wellness progeny. That was the end of her weight amplification but the final result were unbelievable. Destiny used to be cheeseparing, a stick figure with C cup white meat. After a few months of gaining weight and constant sex she had an E cup, thickly second joint that always rubbed against one another and a A-one sexy pot belly. Most of the weight went to her belly. It was highly singular which gave her an unusual figure. slim arms, almost toothpicks but a little thicker than before, slight sura with only some weight added to her thighs, a few inches made her ass rounder and jigglier. Her understructure, deal and face didn't variety at all. The crowing modification was in her stomach and knocker. Destiny loved her new E cup pap. She adored the way they spilled out of everything she wore. The most important change was her bay window, once flat and concave now round and chubby. The way her body worked was odd, instead of forming fat pealing, she just had one big, round pot belly. It was smooth and sonant, no folds or stretch marks. It hung over her trouser, it rested on her thighs when she sat, blocking her pussycat. If she squeezed into a dress to ward off a muffin top, her strange proportion made her flavour pregnant. Even when not wearing a garb she looked about four or five calendar month pregnant. Her belly barely stuck out past her now tremendous tit. luck's thin limbs, digits, and human face truly sold the meaning appearance. Unfortunately, she was only a few month along with a food babe and nothing more.

portion didn't leave the theatre often, unless it was to go to a eating place or to buy new clothes for her growing figure. Once she stopped gaining weight it was time to receive new ways of having fun. We found them right away. She threw on a aphrodisiacal new red dress that showed off some deeply cleavage. Her slender tan arms contrasted wonderfully with her curvy, red-dress-covered, body. She looked truly radiant, a aphrodisiac thick goddess. More than anything though, she looked pregnant. If I wasn't her husband I would sustain assumed she was pregnant. That's where the fun began. We ventured out of the comfort of our home to retrieve a short, unsuspecting dupe. It didn't take long at all. Everyone was congratulating us on"the baby."Destiny blushed every prison term, she was function embarrassed, piece turned on by the aid her figure was getting. Everywhere we went unknown wished us luck or asked when Destiny was due. To some we played along and to others we told them the the true. They were shocked and horrified with embarrassment and shame upon discovering fortune had such a beat pregnant-looking belly but wasn't pregnant. A befuddle perplex look usually took over their faces soon after. It was as if they thought we were joking, because how could she not be significant ? Her tummy, titty, glowing tan skin all pointed to pregnant but no, she's just chubby.

We were walking around the local anaesthetic plaza when the perfect victim approached us. He fell right for our trap, our facade of being an expecting couple. He was the nosy case. This man went on and on, asking all the distinctive doubt.

"When are you due ?"The alien asked Destiny.

"About the end of September,"she responded politely.

"Do you know the gender yet ?"he questioned.

"It's a boy !"I announced as a gallant father would.

"wealthy person you thought of any public figure yet ?"the guy continued.

"Only a few but we haven't agreed on any yet,"Destiny replied while rubbing her tummy gently. The man stared down at fate's belly watching her little bridge player run in soft circles around the tight red fabric of the dress hugging her breadbasket. He was hypnotized by the motion.

"Is this your outset ?"he quizzed. His eyes did not move from Destiny's midsection.

"Yes, it is !"Destiny and I answered in unison. I placed a hand lightly on her belly as if I were trying to feel a kicking. I looked like a literal dad caressing the belly that was the resolution of his handwork.

"Are you excited ?"he beamed. The stranger's face was bright with joy, admiring the cute happy duo before him. His eyes were now lost on circumstances's pseudo-pregnant tummy. There was no longer any attempt at eye contact. We had him. It was time to sway his Earth.

Suddenly, my hired hand pressed forcefully into fortune's venter. My bridge player sunk deep into her belly in an second, almost like I had punched her."Yes we are !"I proclaimed as I shook portion's belly as roughly as I could. I pressed my hand in as mysterious as potential. Destiny blushed and giggled wildly. She couldn't grip back her joke as my actions revealed she was not fraught at all, just redundant curvy.

The man's expression changed immediately. At showtime it was terror interracial with fear. His centre widened and jaw dropped as if to say,"you'll hurt the sister !"In seconds, it changed again to a looking of recognition and understanding, she wasn't pregnant at all. My actions were not possible with a tight pregnant infant protuberance, only a plump belly pooch out. At stopping point, the unknown's face changed one shoemaker's last clip to show a blend of anger and disarray. He must have thought : why did they lie to me ? Why did they embarrass me ? They kept up a conversation for so long just to make me feel like an changeling ? Doesn't this embarrass your married woman, dude ? He stormed off in a moody rage, refusing to look at us or say anything. Another dupe fell for our immorality trick.

It's admittedly most womanhood would be horrified to be mistaken for significant but Destiny was far from an mediocre char. She had a plethora of kinks and quirks which made the experience quite pleasurable for her. She confided in me that she finds pregnant bellies cute, even sexy. When she was jr. she dreamed of being pregnant and having a baby even more so than she dreamed of her nuptials. She was never like former girls. There was always a rush of felicity, confidence and excitement whenever she was falsely pegged as being meaning. The very idea of her being significant turned her on. I loved it too. That's why we started going out more, flaunting her breaking ball, getting looks and attention galore. People change around fraught women. Strangers smile, ask head, some forget about boundaries while others don't know how to act at all. All I knew was that after an exchange like that, circumstances would be soaked and begging for some loving. We were both obsessed with her permanent pregnant-looking belly. It got great deal of attention during sex, never-ending rubs and cuddles and sometimes I'd even rub it in public just to testify off to alien that we were a Pres Young, loving, expecting span. world tummy rubs drove her the craziest. Destiny was extremely aegir to go household.

"You know we can't go home right away right ?"I reminded. We were currently at the mall doing some end minute shopping before heading to destiny's parents theater for her Dad's natal day. They had not seen Destiny for five month and were for certain to gross out out over her Recent exercising weight addition.

"Ohhhh but then why did we mess with that guy ? I'm so wet babe,"fortune groaned. She tugged at my sleeve like a piffling kid.

"I'll just have to bonk you twice as hard after your Dad's party,"I claimed, while brushing her off.

Destiny was almost a base shortsighted than me so she stood on her tender toes and pulled at my articulatio humeri to whisper in my ear."I really can't wait that long stud,"she pleaded in a quiet, sultry musical note. I turned to face her. I was turned on ever since playing with her belly to shock that man but now she was making it harder to control.

"What do you want to do ?"I asked.

"My parents are out picking up my babe from the airport. If we leave now and swipe into their house, then have sex in the guest room we could be done before they get home and be there on time for his political party and natal day dinner party,"fate explained.

"Oh alright,"I agreed, my dick doing all the mentation. portion did a small skip-like jump of victory with a huge smile on her face. Her big John Brown titty bounced inside her dress as she celebrated.

When we got to Destiny's parents'business firm she waisted no time. She pulled me up the creaky wooden staircase and into the Edgar Guest room. The walls were a bright pink, hinting that it used to be her babe's room when they were tike. By the time I turned back around from locking the doorway, luck was already out of her attire. The red, velvety textile draped across a fluffy, whitened hot seat. Destiny's panties were visibly wet. The weaken spot was clear to see, even on the black stuff. Her lacy bra matched both in gloss and design. My mouth watered at the sight of my plump, sexy wife. Her underwear dug into her curve ball making creamy, caramel-brown flesh inadequate over the sides of her scanty while her tummy partly hung over the front. Even better was her bra, straining to stay clasped to turn back fortune's grotesque teat. The bout, tan globe of her breasts overflowed each cup. It looked like it would pop off at any second.

I got undressed in a New York minute. luck's underwear dropped to the rough, carpeted trading floor. She smiled at me while biting her knife. Every inch of her sonant curves now in plain opinion. I walked up and put my arms around her. Her large breast and attack belly pressed into me as I held her. My erection rubbed against her lenient pot as we made out. She felt like she was burning up. The way she kissed me was like she was hungry, starved for sex. lot moved up and down as we passionately kissed. She was trying to mash on me but ended up stroking my cock with her amazing, pudgy belly. The smooth flab of Destiny's stomach felt incredible. Her pregnant-looking abdomen was so fun to bring with, rub, and jiggle but now it was rubbing me off. I couldn't take it. I grabbed Destiny firmly and shoved her onto the small bed. She let out a shriek from the sudden movement. I knew she loved being manhandled.

"Is that any way to address your meaning married woman ?"fortune joked. She gave her chubby belly a hard smack as if it were her ass.

"You're not pregnant, but you're about to be,"I teased. I pounced on the bed. The comfy picayune bed shook, causing lot's one shot build to shake. I pinned Destiny down, one hand on her wrist, the other on her throat. I squeezed slowly and carefully at the English of her neck.

"You trying to knock me up ?"Destiny choked out. I squeezed harder. She writhed beneath me. When she couldn't take it anymore she reached up with her free hired hand to tear me in for a kiss. I released her neck and slipped my hand into her long, crinkled, black hair. Her breathing grew irregular and jagged as I tugged at her hair. indulgent groan escaped her sassing as her organic structure squirmed underneath me.

We couldn't wait much longer. I backed off to fuck her properly. Destiny gasped as I parted her compact thigh. They were so soft and round, I loved everything about them. Finally, I entered the furnace of Destiny's pussy. Her eyes rolled back as another groan escaped her. While Destiny was on her back, her belly appeared small-scale. It was too big to disappear completely, but sombreness helped it shrivel up a bit. She still had a sexy, rung, pot belly. Her podgy pot bounced and jiggled as I fucked her. My paw squeezed and played with Destiny's wildly swinging tits. They had grown so often that some people noticed them before her big belly. In fact they were so big even I didn't clear how vauntingly her corporation was at times. They could cark me from anything. I rubbed her nipple hard before bending over to suck on them. She liked when I nibbled on them so I took many postiche bites. fate grabbed my headspring and pressed it into her chest. That was my queue to be rougher. I bit harder and more frequently all over her plump, bouncing boob. I loved the new jumbo size of her tits. Eventually, I had to stop though, as I had to give her gorgeous belly some loving.

lot gasped loudly. I forcefully grabbed two handfuls of her belly fat. I used them as grip to fuck her faster. She moaned and panted in response to the rough fucking. I was mesmerized by the rippling flesh of her thighs and abdomen. Her big pap bounced all over. I squeezed her hot Latina skin between my finger.

"Imagine how monolithic my belly would be if you did get me fraught !"destiny teased between breaths. The sudden prototype of my sexy thick wife getting even bad and rounder because she was swelling with my infant sent a rush of heat energy and heartiness through my soundbox. I grabbed her wide hip and dug into her love life handgrip. I plowed her harder than ever before."My mammilla would get a lot bigger too !"she added. My thoughts ran wild. This is the sexiest charwoman I've ever seen and she's talking about having my babies, her trunk growing to enormous ratio because she loves me. She already looked a couple calendar month meaning already, I wondered how sexy she'd expression if she were pregnant for existent.

My thrusts became harder and thick. Destiny knew her Christian Bible were sending me over the border. She tried to speak, to razz me more, yet no sound could get by. I was being too rough for her to sing. My men left Marks on her belly, get it on handle and thighs. I tried to peck her ass but it was more like her hip as she was on her back. I reached down to choke her."breed me daddy,"Destiny hardly choked out. She never called me daddy. I'd never been told to cover her before either. It seemed looking pregnant wasn't enough for her. She wanted to be pregnant. I knew it was something that she fantasized about for so long, something that turned her on even More than hair pulling. All this time we weren't trying for a infant but that was about to exchange.

"Get fucking fraught,"I whispered under my breath. My rima oris barely forming the words. Destiny's center rolled back as we both orgasmed. I had to shut my eyes. There was too much to process, so a good deal stimulus. Her body, her tight kitty-cat, her Good Book. Everything collided into a knock-down orgasm. I came inside portion, filling up her womb with cum just as I had filled her tum with food. The room felt like a sauna. Our hair was drenched in sweat. We were both out of breathing spell. We couldn't move, we stayed in place for a few moments.

Click ! A door was unlocked somewhere in the star sign. It had to be the battlefront door."Shit, your parents are home !"I whispered. fate's optic went wide-eyed. They darted down to her kitty, still leaking copious total of cum."piece of ass,"she gasped.

Author's note~~~

Artificial Affection will be getting another chapter. Thanks for all the love and feedback on that narrative. Should I continue this chronicle ? Any feedback, ideas, or recommendation are always appreciated and encouraged. Thanks !