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Latching On

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Karen propped herself up on her elbows before struggling up into a sitting position. It was getting harder and harder for her to do that the further along she progressed in her pregnancy. Still, she figured that she had better enjoy her mini vacation while she could, and to that end she’d gotten into the habit of visiting the beach everyday.

With her husband away on an unexpected business trip, Karen decided to come out to the coast and visit with her parents one last time before her fast approaching due date. While there was plenty for them to go over, and a lot of advice to get from her mother, she was still left with little to do during the day while they worked. So she spent her days laying out in the sun and splashing in the water like she’d done all those summers growing up on the coast, only now her trademark string bikini had been traded in for something a little more maternal.

It wasn’t a baggy skirt that the blonde beauty had chosen for herself however. Karen’s maternity swimsuit paid homage to the spirit of the flimsy two-piece suits she had so often worn. It was a brightly colored tankini that showed off her curves quite well. Specifically, the tight fitting top accentuated her swelling bosom, and from behind the bottoms left just enough of her fine ass exposed. As for the rest, Karen didn’t try to conceal her belly at all, and had quite gotten used to her condition over the last eight months. She hadn’t showed the whole time, of course, but she had scarcely a month to go and was quite visible now. Only the change in her center of gravity still gave her a little trouble as she pulled herself up out of the sand and collected her things. Karen had taken a dip in the ocean earlier, and more sand than usual was sticking to the backs of her legs. She tried to brush most of it off, then decided a quick rinse would be her best bet. Besides, if she got that out of the way, she could change and do a little shopping before heading back home.

It was still early in the beach season, and the parks commission was typically unprepared. The main bathhouse was still being renovated, and the only changing facilities available were a line of temporary stalls. They stood against the back of the bathhouse next to a couple of shower nozzles. Karen saw that there would be no privacy to shower there, but at least she’d be able to rinse the sand off her body and out of her hair before changing. When she neared the stalls, Karen realized that for expediency the parks department had set up the old changing stalls for use as the temporaries. That encouraged her, for she remembered from the days of her youth that they had been on the roomy side. Closer inspection revealed why they were being replaced, many of the doors were loose and the locking mechanisms had been popped out of most of them, but Karen was able to find a suitable one and she stepped inside. She left most of her stuff before heading over to the nearest shower. There wasn’t really anyone else around, just a maintenance worker mopping up so Karen felt safe leaving her things unattended.

A push of a button started a steady stream of water, which Karen cautiously tested with her hands before stepping under it. Much to her surprise, it was at a fairly comfortable temperature. That was a good thing for the type of shower wasn’t adjustable. Karen had kept her swimsuit on and it clung to her body as soon as it got wet. She ducked her head under the flow and raked her fingers through her hair, trying to rinse as much sand off of herself as she could. It didn’t take very long, and as the water automatically shut off, Karen arched her head back to toss her wet blonde hair behind her. She didn’t notice that the slight chill of the water had hardened her nipples to the point where they poked out from her bathing suit. The maintenance guy noticed however, he’d been watching Karen surreptitiously and for a moment she was literally thrusting her heavy breasts out at him. He could feel his cock stiffening at the sight, but he maintained enough sense to turn away before Karen saw him.

Subconsciously she might have noted his presence, but Karen paid the man no mind as she headed back to her stall. Once inside she pulled off her wet swimsuit top and started drying herself off. Karen began with her hair, tying a towel around her head before moving on to the rest of her body. She rubbed herself softly with her towel, carefully lifting each of her breasts in turn to dry them completely before working on her belly. Although her condition was quite obvious, it was a safe bet to say that Karen was still gorgeous. If anything, her pregnancy had only accentuated the swell of her bosom and enhanced the curves of her lower body. True, she had gained the usual amount of weight over the last few months, but she wore it well and nowhere did it look bad on her. Like all expectant mothers, Karen caressed her belly while she dried herself. Following that, she let her hands wander down to her bottoms, which she peeled off so that she could continue. A little wetness on her breasts forced Karen to give them a little more attention, but as she brought the towel back to her hard nipples, she realized why she was wet. A little milk had spurted out of her, and this came as a surprise. She set to work on it with her towel right away. This commanded enough of Karen’s attention that she failed to notice the maintenance guy standing outside her stall.

Don had been watching Karen most of the morning, when in fact he should have been attending to his other duties. Because it hadn’t been all that busy, he had bored of his tasks quickly and he knew management wasn’t about to come check up on him any time soon. His job really was a cushy one, for one thing it definitely beat flipping burgers while waiting for fall semester to begin at the community college. Besides, he figured that working at the beach would let him spend most of the summer eyeing up the hotties that were sure to flock there, and even now, so early in the season, he was right. Even though Karen was obviously pregnant, Don had availed himself of the opportunity to ogle her, starting while she was sunbathing and continuing on to the shower. He felt emboldened enough to peep at her in the changing stall mostly because the area was pretty much deserted. It was just his good fortune that she hadn’t noticed him looking through the small round hole in the door where a locking mechanism had once been. Don couldn’t tell what exactly she was doing, suffice it to say that it looked like the naked beauty was playing with her tits. She was sitting on the bench now, and her legs were spread far enough apart that Don could see a hint of her bush as well. His cock was straining at his pants now, and he was careful not to breathe too loudly or make any noise while he continued to spy on her.

Don absentmindedly licked his lips as Karen’s inadvertent little peep show continued. She was still getting herself together, only now her legs were parted enough that Don could catch the occasional glimpse of her pussy if she moved just right. This was especially true when Karen dried off her legs, kicking first one then the other up into the air. She wasn’t aroused in the least, but the sight of her fur trimmed slit was more than Don could handle. Besides the lip-licking Don was now stroking his cock through his pants. It was just a gentle touch, really, but it was enough to get his heart racing and his juices flowing. Spying on Karen had given him quite a rush, and the vision of her exposed body was garnering a physical reaction from Don as well. He watched for a few moments more, until Karen managed to pull on her panties, effectively ending his free show. Still, even as Karen finished getting herself dressed, Don found himself mesmerized by her beautiful body and he was still crouched by her door. Only the sight of Karen reaching for the door handle interrupted his reverie, and Don scrambled away. Fortunately for him, the next stall door was open and he concealed himself inside just in time to escape from Karen’s view.

With the stall door safely closed, Don could finally allow himself to pull his cock free of its confinement and he immediately stated masturbating. Visions of the naked form he had just seen filled his mind as he stroked himself off, hand gripping his cock tight as he fantasized about fucking Karen’s hot little box. Don didn’t even know her name, but he was consumed with lust for the sexy blonde, pregnant or not. He visualized his cock sliding into her hot little box, imagining how good it would feel. In his mind’s eye, Don could see himself sucking on her gorgeous breasts, feeling her taut nipples on his tongue. The image was real enough to him that he thought he could taste those beautiful globes as he stroked away. His mind began to wander as his hand speeded up. It was obvious that Karen was no virgin, and Don fantasized about how hot it would have been to watch her man fucking her. He could envision cum dripping out of her pussy right before shoving his own cock deep inside her wet, dripping hole…With that he came, grunting as he furiously milked his cock for all he was worth, shooting his cum all over the bench. Several globs of it splattered across the wall and slowly dripped down as Don enjoyed all the sensations of his balls emptying themselves. There was no reason to linger, and as soon as he was finished, Don stuffed his cock back in his pants and stepped out of the stall. He looked around for a moment, blowing out a puff of air when he saw no one around. Without a further thought Don casually walked back to his work station and carried on like nothing had happened. He didn’t see the figure that peeked into the stall he had just vacated, then hurried off.

Karen walked straight ahead, not daring to look back. She had forgotten her sunglasses when she first left the changing area and hadn’t noticed until she reached her car. Upon her return, Karen thought she heard a soft grunting from the stall next to hers, and she realized what had to be going on. Fearful that whoever it was might mean her harm, she locked her stall door and waited until the noises stopped and she could hear the man walking away. He didn’t pause to look for her, and she hurriedly gathered up her things and scrambled towards her car. Curiosity got the better of her though, and Karen paused to peek inside the stall Don had just vacated. Sure enough, the gooey evidence of his jerking off was still there, splattered all over the wall, floor and seat. Karen shuddered at the thought of someone doing that so close to her and hurried home.

Karen didn’t dwell on what had just happened, and by the next day it had nearly been forgotten. She got up early, as she always did and drove down to the beach. Once again the place was virtually deserted, just a few other people were availing themselves to the sun and sand. She took her usual place near the water’s edge and spread out her blanket. Karen basked in the sun for some time, then decided on a quick dip in the ocean before leaving. The water was a tad chilly, but exhilarating and it wasn’t long before Karen was collecting her things and heading back towards the changing stalls. She wasn’t aware of it, but the cool water had definitely had a visible effect on her nipples, and they stuck out of her bathing suit prominently. This caught the attention of a maintenance worker, who smiled as Karen greeted him, even though she barely paid him any mind. His eyes followed her buns as she walked past, enjoying the sight of her swimsuit bunching up her magnificent ass. The man continued to watch as Karen quickly showered the loose sand off her body, and he was careful to stay a respectable distance away. Don turned away before Karen could catch him ogling her, but as soon as she closed her stall door he was right there.

As she had the day before, Karen stripped off her wet swimsuit in order to dry herself off completely before getting dressed. She had pretty much forgotten what had occurred in the adjoining stall the day before. Off came her tankini top, and Karen wrung it dry before hanging it on a small metal hook. She sat down on the bench to take off her bottoms, hanging them up before turning to smooth out her towel. Her back was turned to the door, giving Don quite an eyeful as she bent over to adjust her towel before sitting down on it. He could see her gorgeous ass thrust out at him, and closer inspection revealed just the barest hint of her pussy as well. Don had quite enjoyed watching her heavy breasts as she rubbed and dried them in her hands. He gasped softly while watching her, for she sat there finishing her routine. Karen was making sure she had dried her breasts completely off when she looked up and noticed his shadow in front of her stall door.

The realization that this was probably the guy from the day before hit Karen hard. For a brief moment, she considered screaming for help, but then realized that no one else was nearby. Suddenly, Karen thought of the leering maintenance worker, hoping he might help, but then it dawned on her. He was most likely her hidden admirer. Today she had noticed Don looking at her on more than one occasion on the beach, and then there was her chance meeting with him on her way to the shower. True, she had seen him around the day before, but only as part of the background, and not really as a person. From the obvious attention he was paying her now, Karen realized that he must have been eyeing her up yesterday as well, and she quickly drew the conclusion that he had been masturbating in the stall next to hers. A chill went up her spine as she surmised that somehow, he’d been spying on her, maybe even when she was getting undressed. The idea that it was more than likely that he fantasized about her while he jerked off was both haunting and alluring. Karen wondered what had to be going through the man’s head as he had pleasured himself, not knowing if he truly meant her harm or if he’d solely been interested in gratification. She rationalized that if really wanted to, he could have done anything he wished to her yesterday, or even today as he peered in at her. That, and the idea that he was getting turned on by a body Karen was beginning to think most guys would find unappealing helped her make up her mind as to what to do next.

With a mischievous smile, Karen sat back down on the bench, fully aware that she was completely exposed. She spent the next few minutes primping and posing, teasing her hair and whatever else it took for her to give her voyeur an impromptu show. Through it all she made sure that nothing concealed her breasts from view, sure she might cup one in her hand for a moment, but all the more to tease the hell out of the guy who had to be drooling by now. Karen was giddy with delight at her little performance, and a quick glance at the door told her that the man was still there. She knew he had to be getting more and more aroused, in fact she could feel herself growing hotter as her exhibition progressed. Without giving it any serious thought, Karen turned up the heat another notch. Whereas until now she’d been teasing her admirer, flashing her boobs and letting a hint of her bush show, Karen slowly started to go even further. She began by manipulating her breasts even more than she had been, letting her fingers knead and caress her engorged tits. A little more of her milk leaked out as she pinched a nipple, Karen briefly toyed with the idea of licking it off but thought better of it. She figured that would be too gratuitous, but she didn’t hesitate at all to spread her legs apart. Karen’s pussy was red and wet, and she made sure she didn’t leave that hidden from view. She sat like that for a few minutes, making sure that whoever was peeking in got a good long look at her tender little snatch. Even though it was more blatant than what she’d done before, Karen didn’t feel as if she’d crossed any line. Just for an additional tease, Karen ran her fingers down there, rubbing them along her swollen pussy lips and briefly teasing her clit before her performance came to an end.

When she decided it was time to move on, Karen stood and turned her back to her ‘friend’. She placed one leg up on the bench, in order to balance herself while she pulled on her shorts. Of course, she made sure her buns were wiggling at the door while she did so. As soon as that task was complete, Karen backed slowly to the door, acting as if she was trying to retrieve some of her things from a bag on the floor. Her movements were as fluid and as graceful as someone in her condition could make them, and she pressed her butt up against the latch. She knew that she could be asking for a lot of trouble with whatever was going to happen next, but she continued on. Karen took a deep breath in preparation, then crossed the threshold of no return. With a deft movement, she pushed the door latch with her buns, then stepped forward. Immediately the door swung open, revealing a very surprised young man standing there. Karen eased herself back into an upright position and turned to face him.

For a moment, Don just stood there, staring at the topless beauty in front of him, not knowing what her reaction was going to be. She didn’t appear to be angry with him for peeping, and in fact had appeared to be putting on a show just for him. Her breasts were her most prominent feature (aside from her pregnant tummy), and it was all Don could do to tear his eyes away from them to take in Karen’s smiling face. Seeing her smile alleviated much of the fear that had gripped Don once he realized that he’d been caught. The blonde before him was a thing of beauty, the only mar on her figure, if you could call it one, was the bulge of her expectant tummy. Besides that, she had clearly stayed in shape, maintaining her firm body as best she could. Karen’s pregnancy did have the positive effect of enhancing her breasts, making them irresistible. Seeing them here, up close and unhindered was almost too much for Don to take, however Karen was willing to take charge. Even as she backed away from him, a wink and a nod enticed Don to close the stall door and follow her back to the bench. There she sat, beckoning Don to her. She reached out to take hold of his hands as he approached, guiding him to her waiting breasts.

They both gasped in unison as Don’s hands cupped and cradled Karen’s breasts. It was almost as if they’d both been anticipating such a move for a long time. Immediately Don’s fingers were drawn to Karen’s nipples, and he squeezed his hands firmly over her tits. She moaned as she felt her nipples being gently pulled and twisted in Don’s gentle hands. He leaned in to kiss her, but Karen wasn’t willing. She leaned further and further back as he approached, but she kept her arms wrapped around Don’s back as not to discourage him. Ever the resourceful guy, Don leaned down after he got her unspoken message and brought his mouth to her breasts instead. This was something Karen was quite willing to enjoy, and she gasped upon feeling his hot mouth sucking on her tits. Don could taste the sweet goodness of the milk Karen expressed as he took her in his mouth and started to suck. It was a new sensation for him, but the feel and taste was wonderful. He kept one hand on the breast he wasn’t suckling on and routinely switched sides as Karen moans grew louder and louder. Don tried to use his other hand to strip off Karen’s shorts, but once again he crossed an invisible line and she drew away from his touch. By now Don was quite thoroughly aroused, and he needed something to bring himself some resolution. While Karen wasn’t about to let him touch her most intimate parts, she had no aversion to letting him pleasure himself, and she took his hand in hers. Slowly, Karen guided Don to his own pants, then letting go of him unzipped his fly and reached inside.

She wasn’t surprised at all to find Don’s cock rock hard and wanting attention. With a delicate touch, Karen eased him out of his pants, while giving his shaft a few playful strokes. That got him sucking her tits harder and harder as he buried his face in her chest. She led his hand to his cock, knowing he wanted to, needed to cum. Like he had done the day before, Don gripped his cock tightly in his hand and started pumping himself, squeezing and stroking his own dick. This time, however, Karen’s moans were quite real as they rang in his ears, and her lactating breasts filled his mouth. Don longed to feel her mouth on his cock, although it was clear that Karen wasn’t going to let that come to pass. Realizing this, he fantasized instead. He imagined how her hot wet mouth would feel wrapped around his cock after he’d gotten her all hot and bothered by sucking on her tits. The taste of them was still fresh in his mouth as Don stroked his cock, faster and faster with each passing moment. He reluctantly eased her breasts from his mouth as he stood, towering over Karen while he continued to furiously stroke his shaft. Karen pulled herself back a little, sending Don a clear message that this wasn’t going to end in a blow job. By this time, Don didn’t care, instead focusing on Karen licking her sweet lips and whispering for him to cum for her. She had brought her hands back to her breasts, rubbing her fingers in the mix of his saliva and her milk that coated them. The view was electrifying, and try as he might, Don knew the end was near.

He could feel his balls constricting tight against his body, and he leaned forward towards Karen, aiming his cock at her mouth. He could feel his orgasm building up inside him as he stroked himself there, closer and closer with every stroke. Suddenly, he gasped, finally giving in and letting go, shooting his cum out at Karen’s face. While she deftly deflected most of his cum with an outstretched hand, some of it did land on her cheek. The rest splattered across Karen’s tits and stomach, coating her upper body with Don’s hot sticky cum. Don’s cock continued to spew out cum, getting it all over her tits and slicking the taut skin of her swollen belly. He concentrated on her tits though, as if they deserved the most of him. She even squeezed her breasts closer together, catching a lot of his cum in her tight cleavage and letting Don rub his cock on her to get every last drop off of himself. The last bit he saved for one of Karen’s nipples, decorating it with his cum before pulling away. He tried one last time to slip his cock between her lips, but to no avail. Don got the hint and as quickly as they had began, they parted ways. He stuffed his softening cock back into his pants and slipped out of the changing stall. Karen blew him a kiss on the way, hopefully signaling to him that she’d enjoyed herself as much as he. As soon as Don had left, Karen reached for her towel to clean up before she finished getting dressed. His cum was everywhere, but it felt so good to her to have his hot seed all over her body. A glance at her hand revealed a small glob of it, and in her curiosity, Karen brought it to her tongue. The sweet taste of Don’s cum as it dissolved in her mouth would linger the rest of the day.

Indeed, Karen was still savoring the taste of Don’s cum the next day when she made her usual trip to the beach. There was no denying the fact that she’d gotten pretty wet the previous day from watching the man jerking off onto her tits, having him suck them first had only heightened her excitement. When she’d been washing off her things the night before, Karen sorely wished she had something sexier to showcase herself in, but came to the realization that her tankini would have to do. After yesterday’s encounter, she wore it with a little more confidence, feeling sexy once again as she made her way down to the beach. Don was there, of course, and Karen waved to him as they passed each other on the concrete walkway. He knew her routine by now, and watched her make her way down to the sand. She’d lay out for a few hours, maybe swim a little, and then come back up to the changing stalls. Don would make his maintenance rounds as usual, but made sure to keep an eye on Karen as she enjoyed herself on the beach.

Don’s predictions were correct, and in a few hours time Karen was gathering up her belongings and coming up towards where he was positioned. Based on her friendly wave earlier, Don knew that she had no remorse about letting him watch her, perhaps she’d even go so far as to help him jerk off this time. Karen smiled warmly when she saw him waiting for her, sending Don’s heart racing. She seemed to be walking in a sexier fashion than he’d seen her previously, in fact she was almost sashaying her way towards the shower area. It was obvious that she’d just been in the ocean, for her hair was slicked back and wet, and her swimsuit clingier than usual. Some sand still clung to her otherwise unblemished legs, and her skin glistened with moisture. Karen was well aware of Don watching her, she was used to this by now, and had been anticipating it. As she had done before, Karen dropped her stuff off in a stall before coming back out to the showers. Don watched as she fiddled with the control, seeming to have trouble with a stuck button. He headed over immediately, more than happy to be able to help Karen out.

The button didn’t seem to take any more force than usual to activate, and Don had the shower running for Karen instantly. She thanked him and stepped under the water, telling him not to stray too far in case she needed more help. That line was delivered with a wink, and Don felt a familiar stirring in his loins as he stepped back to a less conspicuous spot to watch Karen showering. She was rinsing off her hair, probably trying to get as much salt out of it as possible before changing, and Don considered moving back to the stalls. He wondered if he should go directly to the one she had chosen, or if he should hang around near it until she arrived. Finally, he decided to just enjoy watching her here, and not move off. A minute later he was glad he stayed.

Karen had finished with her hair, and the running water had gotten most of the sand off her legs as well. Don was looking up to see just how far along she had progressed when Karen brought her hands around to caress her belly as the shower washed over it. Then, without warning, Karen grabbed onto the bottom of her tankini top and pulled it up over her head. She tossed it aside, standing there topless in the shower, laughing when she noticed Don staring over. He was glancing around nervously, expecting to find someone watching them at any moment, but they were alone. Karen was caressing her breasts, just as she’d done the day before after noticing Don watching, and she licked her lips seductively when she noticed she’d caught his eye again. This continued for a few moments, ending only when the flow of water did. Karen bent over to pick up her top, then moved purposefully over to the stalls. She motioned for Don to follow her, not that he needed the encouragement, and he was right behind her.

Don followed Karen right into her stall, closing the door securely behind them as soon as they were in. She was one step ahead of him, for when he turned to face her, Karen was stripping off her bottoms as well. For the first time, Don got a closer look at her wet pussy, and he made a beeline for her. Karen was more receptive today, and she didn’t pull away as Don’s fingers touched her stomach, then quickly slid down towards her bush. His mouth already found her tits again, and Karen’s moans filled his ears while he sucked on them. They changed to gasps when she felt his fingers exploring her body further, for Don had made his way past her pubes and was tracing a fingertip around her clit. Karen sucked in air wistfully as she felt that finger slowly teasing the edge of her pussy. It was sliding along her swollen cunt lips, just barely slipping between them before rising to tease her clit again. When that sensation was coupled with the feeling of Don’s mouth sucking her tits, it was no wonder Karen felt herself getting hotter and hotter. Already her pussy juices were flowing, coating Don’s finger as he continued to caress her pussy. He was allowing it to slide deeper and deeper into her snatch each time, it wouldn’t be long now before he was fully finger fucking her. Karen knew this as well, and knew she had to do something before she let things get completely out of hand.

Her movement was quick and decisive. In a flash, Karen tore away form Don and was down on her knees, hands furiously tearing at his zipper as she struggled to release his cock. His cock was already hard from what they had done, which was just what Karen wanted. It didn’t take her long to pull his rigid dick from his pants, and a few strokes of her hand brought Don to a full erection. She pumped his dick like he had done the day before, but this time when he met her eyes, Karen parted her lips and let Don slide his cock between them. With her hand, Karen stroked and pumped his cock as she sucked hard. Don ran his hands through her hair as if to guide her, but Karen needed no such assistance. Her head bobbed up and down on him, her lips curving to allow his cock to slide between them. The feeling of his cock in her mouth was exactly what Karen needed, especially after dreaming about him all night long. She had longed for this moment ever since she got her first taste of his cum, now she was savoring every aspect of it. Don couldn’t believe that his voyeuristic tendencies had gotten him this far with her, and it was all he could do to hold back from cumming too soon in Karen’s mouth. She wasn’t making it any easier on him, for her strokes matched up perfectly with the movement of her mouth on Don’s cock. Her tongue was tickling his head, then sliding down as much of his shaft that she could manage. The grip of her fingers around his cock during her strokes was just a bit tighter than Don was accustomed to, and she never took her eyes from his. Pure lust filled them, and the low moans Karen was uttering sent a chilling vibration all the way down Don’s cock. Try as he might, there was no stopping the inevitable, but as he grunted along with his release, Don knew that he’d gotten much more from Karen than he’d dared dream of.

Cum spilled out of Don’s cock as he came, filling Karen’s mouth with its sticky sweet goodness. Her strokes never stopped and she sucked as much of it down her throat as she could, not once allowing Don’s cock to free itself from her mouth. What cum she couldn’t swallow, and there was a lot of it, dribbled out of her mouth and down her chin. Some of the pearly streams even dripped down onto her tits and belly, but that didn’t stop Karen. After the last few days of teasing Don, intentionally and otherwise, she was determined to milk every last drop of his cum from him. He was more than happy to oblige. Don’s balls kept constricting, shooting every last drop of cum he could muster into Karen’s waiting mouth. It was a hot, wet hole for his cock to fill, and Don’s only disappointment was that there was another one he’d rather have. He wouldn’t complain too much though, as Karen finally stopped sucking him and eased his cock out of her mouth. She stroked him a few more times, shaking his cock onto her tongue before finishing off with a gentle kiss on its swollen tip. One last caress of her hand over his cock and balls completed the encounter, although Karen stayed sitting on the floor while watching Don get dressed. Her naked body was exposed for anyone who would have cared to peek under the stall at that time, but she was far from caring. The only man nearby who would have done so was right here with her, and she was left with the lingering taste of his cum in her mouth.

Two days of clouds and rain followed, days on which Karen was nowhere to be seen. Don was beginning to think she wouldn’t be coming back, and it was a pity that he hadn’t gotten more out of their time together. He had nothing to complain about, after all what started with him peeking in on her changing and jerking himself off solo had quickly developed into one of the most intense blow jobs he’d ever received. Don would have enjoyed more, of course, but he figured that if Karen never came back he’d still have quite a fond memory. Besides, the sight of the pregnant blonde beauty sucking his cock so wantonly would be etched into his memory forever, something to dredge up whenever the urge presented itself. The summer season was still young, and Don knew that with his job, more opportunities would present themselves. Who knows, even hotter encounters could arise.

Those thoughts and more were occupying his mind when the third day dawned cold and grey. Don was making his morning rounds, surrendering to the feeling that he’d never see Karen again, and he was wondering if he’d recognize he after she’d had her baby. Of course he would, he thought with a smile, and then as if she’d been conjured up by his longing thoughts, who should appear on the beach but Karen! She was wearing a black halter top bikini this time, with a rather modest skirted bottom. It wasn’t as nice a set as her tankini, even though it showed more skin. Her other suit partially concealed her bulging belly, not so with this one but the skimpy top accentuated her breasts a lot better. Besides, it had become obvious to Karen that Don was not deterred by her condition, in fact it was possible that her being so far along turned him on even more. No beach bag was evident as she strode purposefully towards a waiting Don. A smile formed on both of their faces as they greeted each other and Karen took Don by the hand. With a soothing gentleness in her voice, she explained to him that she’d be returning home that afternoon, but there’d always be a chance she’d come out to visit her parents at their seaside home again. The news crushed Don, but he’d been expecting it to come in one way or another for the past few days. Just when it seemed that the memory of the blow job was all Karen would leave him with, she took his hand and led him towards what had become their changing stall. He followed eagerly, and started to let his free hand wander across her body as they walked. Don started with the middle of her back, then moved his hand further down as he encountered no resistance. He gripped a firm buttock as he dared explore even more, and just as his hand creeped under the skirt, Don realized that Karen wasn’t wearing a bikini bottom under the cover up. Karen’s mischievous smile returned as she felt his hand on her ass, and they entered the stall and closed the door.

Immediately they were on the bench, bodies intertwined as they quickly stripped their clothing away. Karen’s halter top was quickly discarded as Don found his way to her milk laden breasts once again. He suckled on her hungrily, drinking down her sweet mother’s milk as she played with his hardening cock. They didn’t bother to take Karen’s skirt off, rather it was just pushed up and out of the way by Karen herself as she guided the tip of Don’s cock towards her. His near finger fucking of her had gotten her so horny and wet the night before as she remembered how good it felt, and her own fingers were no substitute. Karen’s pussy was wet from all her anticipation as she had driven down to the beach, and in his eagerness Don forced his cock inside her as soon as he felt her velvety smoothness caressing his cock. Her eyes widened as she felt him penetrating her, never in her wildest fantasies did Karen think Don would be so forceful, and she loved it! His thrusts were powerful and hard as they rammed into her wet little hole. His cock filled her up nicely as her juicy wet cunt drew him deeper and deeper inside. Karen’s body shuddered under the impact of Don’s cock fucking her as hard as he could. He’d longed for this moment, and now he was enjoying it to the fullest, slamming his cock into her pussy again and again. There was no containing the screams of passion she was letting out, and her pleasure was only heightened by the feeling of Don hungrily sucking the milk out of her tits while he fucked her. He was squeezing her other breast as well, spraying them both with her milk as he fingered her nipples. Relentlessly, Don fucked Karen’s hot cunt, reaming out the hot fuck hole that she willingly gave him. It had been some time since Karen had fucked any man but her husband, and the stranger’s cock fucking her drove her absolutely wild. She screamed and screamed as she came, over and over again before tightening her cunt muscles to finish Don off one last time.

Through it all Don savored the feeling of her hot pregnant pussy gripping his lust driven cock. He guessed that she’d never feel quite this tight again, not that it mattered to him as he pounded his cock into Karen repeatedly. Part of what drove him on was the memory of her hot mouth sucking his cock but the rest was all in that well fucked pussy she gave him. He knew that Karen giving herself up like this was so wonderfully naughty, and he paid her back with the fucking of a lifetime. He drove his cock in and out of her pussy, just as he had imagined, only this time it was no fantasy. With a gasp and a shout, he finally let himself go, spurting his hot cum into Karen’s nasty little pussy. Don felt himself pressing deep and hard into Karen as he came, using short, quick thrusts to propel his cum into her pussy. His shoulders pushed her legs back as far as she could get them, giving Don even more room to ram his cock in deep. The sound of their moans mingled with their gasps for air as Don’s cock filled Karen’s pussy to overflowing. Eventually, he pulled his cock out of her soaked cunt, leaving a sticky trail of his cum dripping from her swollen pussy lips. His creamy cum glistened on her red wet lips, leaving no doubt as to the intensity of their fucking. For a moment, Don and Karen paused, luxuriating in the sheer ecstasy of the moment, each having succumbed to their darkest desires.

Even though Don would have enjoyed another session with Karen, they both understood that she had to get going. That didn’t stop Don from watching as she got herself dressed, which wasn’t that easy considering the relatively cramped quarters. Once she was done, Don gallantly escorted Karen to her car in the parking lot. There they parted ways, unsure if the opportunity would ever arise again, but certain they’d give in just as easily again. Karen drove off, with a pussy full of Don’s cum that she’d be sure to dip a finger in to just to get a final taste on the long ride home. Don watched her leave, and turned back to his work, enjoying the taste of the last remnants of Karen’s milk that she had squirted into his mouth. He was truly grateful that she’d been an adventurous one, and he could only hope his summer would be filled with days like these.

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