I Fucked My Neighbor Who Was Pregnant I Fucked Her Without A Condom And I Ended Up Inside Her

Title: “Neighborly Indiscretions: A Glimpse into a Pregnant Lactating Latina’s Boudoir”

In the quiet suburban neighborhood of Miraflores, Colombia, there lived a stunning young married couple. The husband was a typical office drone, but little did he know, his enigmatic Latina wife had a secret life that would make the most liberated of women blush. When he wasn’t at home, she would invite over a certain neighbor – a tall, dark and handsome stranger with an insatiable appetite for her fertile assets.

The doorbell rang. She answered in a provocative sheer babydoll that left little to the imagination. “Hola, guapo,” she smirked, “I’ve been waiting for you. Come in, the kids are out.”

He stepped inside, hungrily eying the swell of her belly and full, engorged breasts straining against lace. “Mmm, my lactating goddess,” he growled, “I can’t wait any longer.”

She purred as he pulled the negligee off, revealing her body to his hungry gaze. Milky liquid beadaded from dark, erect nipples. “Taste,” she said breathily, offering a heavy globe to his hot mouth. Instantly, his lips sealed around the bud, suckling greedily as his tongue swirled over the tip. She moaned, threading fingers through his hair and holding him there as he drew out the precious drops. His other hand palmed her neglected breast, pinching a stiff nipple between knuckles.

“Sí, bebé… more…” she gasped, head thrown back. Suckling increased to gulps of creamy nectar, unabated as he lifted her onto the kitchen counter and spread her thighs. With a deft move, he freed his straining erection, rubbing the slick head along her dripping slit.

“Dios mío! Yes, I ache for you!” she cried. He slammed into her, hard and deep, shoving to the hilt in her tight, slick heat. She clung to his shoulders, arching as he drove into her over and over, grunting with pleasure. Her ankles locked around his back, spurring his deep thrusts.

“Trying…to…breed you…again…” he growled, hammering fast and hard. Every drive forward, stretching her canal and striking her cervix, jolted staccato moans from her throat. Deep tissues rippled, squeezing his plunge. She knew this is what he craved – the taboo of pumping his hot seed into her womb, into her baby that he helped quicken. The one he visited her for…

At his lowest point, he would pause, grinding against the mouth of her broiling core. The engorged head would drop to bat her cervix and she would whimper in need. He would grind harder, massaging the swollen ring until she keened. She knew the head was dipping inside, sincereating the entry to her womb. Pumping his cock resumed and she threw her head back with ecstasy. His eyes rolled back in bliss as the greedy mouth pulled hungrily at his throbbing cock, milking him, fluttering so sweetly.

“Go on! Fill me!” she begged with wanton abandon, “Pump my fertile gut with your seed, mi amor!” He slammed home savagely one last time, shuddering as hot, thick spurts of cum jetted from his cock. She wailed as she felt the pulsating rod throb and pump, loved how it bathed her insides with its sticky warmth.

He collapsed on top of her, both of them panting and heaving on the kitchen counter. Finally, as their breathing slowed, he rolled off with a satisfied grunt. She wiggled down and slid off the slick counter to kneel before her lover. Nuzzling his softening cock, she lapped gently at the residue of their coupling before he tucked himself away.

As he turned to leave, a last thought struck him. “Estás tomando precauciones now? I don’t want to make you too ‘pregnant’ this time,” he joked with a chuckle. She smirked back, a secret twinkle in her dark eyes.

“I’ll call you in nine months,” she said with a sultry wink. “See if you’re interested in our small, private baby shower, guapo!”

The door closed after him and she went to wash up and change, the slight soreness and liquid trickling from her body a testament to the afternoon’s indiscretions. Until next time…