15 comments/ 35907 views/ 4 favorites Helen's Online Adventure By: Reshbod Helen was thrilled when she found out she was pregnant. Rick, her husband and everyone else was almost as excited at the news. They had only been married for just a little over a year, but she was ready to add a new member to the family. It was still very early, but she couldn't help but broadcast the news to everyone she knew. She was ready to begin this new and exciting adventure. Being the way that she is, she immediately signed up on several pregnancy related message boards and other related internet sites. She was so excited about what was about to happen, that she wanted to soak in as much information as possible. She quickly got into the habit of being online whenever she had free time and often for a few hours after Rick had gone off to bed. She'd never been a big chat rooms or message boards person, but now that she had a reason to look into them, she found that they were not only helpful but a fun way to spend time. Trying various usernames she finally found one that she was able to use on most of the sites she joined. She used her initials, HOT then in honor of the first little person to grow inside of her, Pod1. The resulting name also amused her probably more than it really should have. Without thinking, she also included her real name and email address in each of the profiles she filled out since she didn't see any problem with communicating more personally with other pregnant women. Searching one board, she was not able to find a recent thread dealing with staying active and physically fit during pregnancy, so she posted a general question regarding experiences for a "newbie". Going to some other sites and checking back, she saw that she had a response to her first question. Excited, she clicked on her message link. TKL439: "So, how hot are you? Have any pics?" She was so thrilled with having a response, she didn't stop to think before replying. HotPod1: "Very, my husband likes turning down the air conditioner at night. I've got some pics on other sites, but had a problem with this one. I'll try to upload them later." After leaving and returning, she found a couple more responses: TKL439: "I'd love to see how things develop." SarahJ: HotPod1, I know you're new here, but please don't feed the trolls. We don't get as many cranks anymore, but occasionally some perv with a pregnancy fetish will show up. HotPod1: I'm sorry SarahJ, I didn't realize there were guys into that." Going back and rereading the posts, she realized that the first response did seem a bit weird. She rolled her eyes at herself and mumbled that she probably should read the posts more carefully before replying. When she returned a while later there were a few other posts echoing SarahJ. Followed by: SarahJ: No prob. I reported him to the mods. he'll be gone soon." Then: TKL439: I apologize HotPod1, that was out of line, but with your name I couldn't resist. ;) HotPod1: Maybe I'll change my username, HOT are my initials and I didn't think about other meanings. And am I the only one who finds it interesting that some men are turned on by pregnant women? After this last question, Helen got maybe a dozen responses and all of them in the negative and some just plain nasty. Not understanding why they this question brought out such hostility, she began to sour on the site, and message boards in general. Noticing that she had begun yawning and was feeling quite fatigued, she logged off and joined Rick in bed. For a while before she drifted off, all she could think about was that there were guys who had a thing for women who were pregnant. She had difficulty wrapping her my mind around that. Generally, in her mind, expectant women wouldn't really be all that sexy except to their husbands, family and some friends. Also, don't most men these days drool over almost skinny women? Wouldn't a pregnant woman deviate from that by being big and round. As she finally drifted off to sleep she had the image of an old geezer in a rain coat peaking into a maternity shop while pleasuring himself through his 'missing' pocket. Feeling rather grossed out by that image, she eventually fell into dreamland where she had to fight off the creepy bum as he tried to get too close to her. The next morning, after seeing Rick off to work, Helen immediately went to the computer to login and see if there had been any further posts to her message before she had to go to work. She was disappointed to see that there were over 100 views, but no additional comments. She was about to close the window when she noticed at the top of the page next to 'private messages' a there was a darkened 1. Excited and curious, clicked on the link and was taken to her message panel. Seeing the subject Sorry and underneath TKL439. TKL439: I'm sorry about my messages last night, beer and posting don't go well together. ;) Now the picture she had of a guy in a raincoat was replaced with a redneck wearing a wife beater T-shirt who lives in a trailer with a beer in his hand. Really unfair, but it just popped in. She considered ignoring the message at first, but since she was raised to be polite, she decided on a short acknowledgment even though secretly she was dying to ask him some questions about his "interest" in pregnant women. HotPod1: No problem. A few hours later at work, she had the time to get onto the boards and check for any new messages and saw that she had a reply to her PM: TKL439: Thanks for writing back. Not sure why I signed up on that site and acted like I did. I really don't do things like that and hope you don't think I'm too weird or anything. HotPod1: I must admit, I am curious. Do you really have a thing for pregnant women. I would think if it was your kid, that would be understandable, but a stranger? Don't most men these days dig flat tummies and dangerously skinny women? Several hours passed before she got a reply, but after arriving home she was able to log on. She was happy to see she had a new message. TKL439: I don't know why I get turned on by it but I do. It's not just any preggie that does it, only women I would find the normally attractive only seem more so when they are knocked up. If she stays in shape and doesn't let herself "go", it seems to make her even more appealing. Strangely, I don't want kids of my own, but the image of being with a pregnant woman still gets me going. HotPod1: Really? You don't want kids of your own and you find pregnant women hot? This time the message arrived fairly quickly. They must be on at the same time for a change. TKL439: Yeah, kinda weird isn't it? HotPod1: Yeah. I still have a bunch of questions, but I really don't know how to ask them. TKL439: Ask away. HotPod1: Well, I did a quick search and there are a lot of pregnancy related porn sites. While browsing, I noticed some story sites have sections on impregnation. Is this a kink for you as well? As Helen was about to send the message, she heard Rick walk into the house, having just gotten home from work. Quickly, she hit the send button then closed the current window and opened up a new one. "Did you know there are guys who get turned on by pregnant women?" Helen inquired of her husband as he entered the computer room. "I'm sure there are, There's all kinds of weirdos out there," he replied. She looked at him with her head cocked and eyebrow raised. "Of course, you'll be the hottest pregnant lady in the world," he said smiling as he patted her head. Ignoring Rick, she said, "There was one site I found that I like, it showed a woman in the same pose and bikini as she went through the stages of her pregnancy." Opening the window she pulled up the page and he watched as the images went by. "Interesting," he said. "Wanna' do that?" "Might be kind of fun to document it." "Well, find something you can wear, and we'll start right now," he said smiling. She picked out an elastic thong and a comfortable white halter top. "These should do it." "Great!" Rick replied, "put them on and we'll get started." By the time they were finished with the shoot, they were both so turned on, they ended up in bed. It wasn't until the next day she was able to check the boards again. TKL439: I'm really not into the porn sites, I prefer the more "artistic" kind of pics. HotPod1: Really, like this one? She sent him the woman in the bikini from just finding out to right before delivery. TKL439: Exactly! HotPod1: We decided to do the same thing! Once a week, I'm going to take a picture to document my pregnancy! TKL439: I am sooo trying to resist the urge to ask you to send them to me. Don't want you to go back to thinking I'm a weirdo. She decided to deflect the question. HotPod1: Only after I see you in a thong. The next day, when she was able to log on again and saw that he had indeed sent a picture. Immediately, she regretted bringing up the topic of pictures. Clicking on the picture it showed a young, muscular boy in shorts and a T-shirt with his leg lifted in the air wearing thongs. Laughing out loud at that while she mentally and breathed a sigh of relief. HotPod1: ya' got me! ;) She then went back to the picture and noticed that he was extremely hot. With curly black hair, dark eyes and well defined muscles, he was definitely the kind of man who would get any woman's attention. After staring at his sly smirk and hypnotic eyes, she realized that her breathing had become more rapid and she was twitching around in her seat. Shaking the image from her mind and moving her hand to the keyboard, she tried to think of something else. Deciding to log off she found some cleaning and other chores that needed to be done and tried to wipe the thoughts from my mind. The next day when she checked for any messages and saw, as usual, that there was one from TKL439. TKL439: You know, this waiting to see messages and all is a nuisance, would you be willing to do some real time chatting, rather than this back and forth we've been doing. After signing up for an IM account, Helen replied: HotPod1: I don't know, we're obviously on very different schedules, but if you want to add me, I have the same user name on Yahoo! Messenger. The next morning, Helen noticed she had a new friend request from TKL439. Without hesitation she accepted. For the next few weeks or so, they were never on at the same time, so they just sent messages just like before. They talked about little things like activities they enjoyed, what they had done that day, just the usual chit chat. He never did ask her to send him the pictures Rick had taken of her which she greatly appreciated. As time went on, she started to feel more comfortable with their going online relationship and that he was most likely not some kind of strange pervert. She then started looking forward to his messages and began sending more personal replies. She really enjoyed logging in and seeing a message from him in her inbox, but to be honest she was starting to get a little bored with it. Though they had much in common with similar outlooks, they had begun repeating themselves as if they had run out of topics to discuss. At the beginning of her third month they began messaging each other with less frequency, often only once a week.. It seemed only natural to Helen, I mean things get so busy with real life it's hard to maintain an online one. Then she received the following message while she was home from work with a bit of a cold. She logged into her chat window and finally saw TKL439 was currently signed in. Her heart fluttered as she looked then saw a message box pop up immediately. TKL439: Hello! HotPod1: Good morning! How are you doing. TKL439: Great! I'm super excited to see you online and be able to chat in real time, finally. HotPod1: Good thing I stayed home today then. TKL439: Yep, but ya' know, I've been wanting to say that you're really not being fair. I sent you a picture of me a while ago, and you have yet to return the favor... HotPod1: You're right, I feel sooo bad. I admit, I'm nervous about it, but I'll add the pics my husband has taken of me the last few weeks. After attaching the files, she sent them to him, but she did remove her full name from the files, forgetting she had signed up the boards and for the chat with her real name. Helen felt a zillion butterflies in fluttering in her stomach, she was so nervous. TKL439: Man, I wish I hadn't seen those. Stunned and unable to react, she looked at her monitor agape. TKL439: I need more! You are indeed hot! HotPod1: You scared me for a sec. I'm glad you like them. A thought suddenly entered her mind, 'What if he posts them on the web or something?' HotPod1: Just do me a fav and don't put them on the web or show them around? 'K. TKL439: No worries, Helen, they're just for me...oh and I guess your husband ;) HotPod1: LOL, Maybe I'll take some just for you. :) TKL439: Really? That'd be awesome. Can't wait. Do you take requests? HotPod1: I probably shouldn't have said that either, I'm sorry. TKL439: I understand, but I'd still like to see some more. HotPod1: We'll see. For the next few weeks, they continued their chatting and emailing each other. Helen found herself spending more and more time on the computer, though it was mostly emailing back and forth with an occasional chat. After nearly two months of this back and forth, Helen logged on to check messages just after getting home from work. She was pleasantly surprised to see TKL439 was logged into chat. TKL439: Good evening. HotPod1: Hello! How are you doing today? TKL439: Great, was hoping to see you online. HotPod1: Yeah! TKL439: I want to ask you something and don't want you to get mad. HotPod1: mmmm, I won't get mad, but if I decide not to give the answer you want, I hope you won't hold it against me ;). TKL439: I really like the pictures you've been sending me, but, I was wondering if you could change them up a little. HotPod1: What do you mean? You want me to wear different cloths or different poses. After several minutes, a message finally popped up on Helen's computer screen. TKL439: I want to see you without any cloths. Taken aback, Helen wasn't sure how to respond. HotPod1: I kind of thought this was where you were going. I'm not sure I am completely comfortable with the idea, though it's not like the outfit I've been wearing isn't getting more revealing. TKL439: You don't seem upset! I'm glad, I really like you and want to see more of you, so to speak. HotPod1: Let me think about it. TKL439: 'K, no pressure. They continued chatting for a while then Helen noticed what time it was. HotPod1: I need to logoff, Rick will be home soon. TKL439: He doesn't like you chatting with strange men online? Lol HotPod1: lol, if he knew, he probably wouldn't. TKL439: Really? You haven't told him? Feeling her cheeks flush, she felt a wave of guilt wash over her. HotPod1: It's not like that! He knows I've been chatting. TKL439: But not with me? HotPod1: No. Perhaps I will tell him, I do feel kind of bad that I haven't, but I know he wouldn't like me sending you my pictures, especially nude ones. TKL439: Does that mean you will send me some? HotPod1: NO! IT DOES NOT! TKL439: I'm sorry, are you mad? HotPod1: No, I'm not, it's just, I feel conflicted. The idea of doing something naughty is thrilling, I just don't think I can. HotPod1: Ooops, Rick is home, we'll talk later. Helen and TKL439 continued chatting back and forth off and on for the next week or so. She felt at ease with their online relationship that she began sending nude photos of herself in various poses. Deep down, she knew she had crossed a line, but since they were probably separated by several states, she convinced herself there was no real harm. Helen was midway through her eighth month and just did not feel like getting out of bed. Besides, she and Rick had a date night and were up quite late last night. Rick had left for work a couple of hours ago and TKL439 was probably waiting online for her. Forcing herself up, she made her way to the computer turned it on and logged in. Before she was even able to position the chair correctly, an instant message popped up. TKL439: You're late! ;( HotPod1: Sorry, I just didn't want to get out of bed.Besides, Rick and I were up late last night TKL439: Really? HotPod1: Yes. We had a date night last night, where it was just the two of us. TKL439: Hope y'all had a good time. HotPod1: Yeah...mostly. TKL439: Oh? HotPod1: I shouldn't say anything but... TKL439: What? HotPod1: It's just that...he's just too damn nice. He won't just take me, he has to ask if I feel like it, if I'm in the mood, blah blah blah. TKL439: That's bad? HotPod1: No, it's just, I'd like for him just to take me like he would do before I got pregnant. No Mr. Nice guy. Only speak in monosyllabic orders and grunts. TKL439: Have you told him how you feel? HotPod1: Yes! Many times. He tries, but always reverts to the "nice guy". Sometimes I don't want to make love, I want to fuck, I want to be tied up, taken and slapped around and if I deserve it, spanked. Since I've been pregnant, I've made plenty of love, but I haven't had a good fuck. TKL439: I see. Unfortunately, I really don't know what to say. HotPod1: I just appreciate you listening and not telling me what you'd do if you were here. I do love my husband and won't go behind his back. That includes online. TKL439: That's the furthest thing from my mind. For some reason, seeing the last message increased the feeling growing exponentially in her loins. Reaching between her legs with one hand, and fondling her breast with the other, she imagined TKL439 was behind her attending to her needs. Bucking in her chair, it didn't take long for her to reach her climax. Loudly moaning she nearly kicked the chair backwards onto the floor. When the starbursts disappeared from her eyes and she was able to focus on the screen again, she noticed she had missed a few messages. TKL439: Hello? TKL439: Is anyone out there? Helloooo? HotPod1: Sorry, had to take care of something. I'm feeling a bit worn out, but I do appreciate you letting me vent. Because you've been so patient, I'll take some more pictures after I shower for you. TKL439: How about pictures in the shower? TKL439: I'm sorry, I shouldn't have sent that! HotPod1: No, no, I'll have to leave the curtain open, and water would get everywhere, but I want to. TKL439: Good! I'd looooove to see that, then see you clean up the floor after. Smiling and getting very horny, she couldn't wait to log off. HotPod1: You'll get them in a little while. TTYL. TKL439: You are driving me crazy! I can't wait. HotPod1: Mmmmm...I should ask what d'ya plan to do with those pics? TKL439: mmm, admire them, of course. HotPod1: of course. As she typed her reply, she couldn't help but smile. Knowing she was affecting someone so strongly that she had never even met drove her wild. Another factor was that for the first time in her life, she was able to be a "bad" girl, and best of all, he only exists online so nothing will ever come of it. They logged off shortly after, and Helen grabbed her camera set it up then entered the shower. She first set the camera up to take pictures, but none of them turned out the way she liked, so she tried video, which was somewhat better. After close to three hours, and another half an hour of cleaning the floor, she had enough footage for a good fifteen minutes. Unfortunately, it was too late to edit it together and cut out the more explicit items because Rick would be home at any moment. But because he was so understanding during her bitch fest, she felt at ease sending him everything rather than just more discreet pics. Helen's Online Adventure It was a busy weekend and Helen wasn't able to log on again until the following Monday. As soon as she was on she received a message. TKL439: WOW! THAT WAS SOOOO FUCKING HOT! HotPod1: Really? I didn't think it was that great. I definitely need a cameraman. TKL439: Well, I'm a pretty good video maker. HotPod1: Ok, you can film my next production, how much do you charge. LOL TKL439: Uh, I think we can work something out. HotPod1: Great! When can you get here. After a rather lengthy pause TKL439 replied: TKL439: How about this weekend. Helen, playing along found her self getting incredibly turned on at the idea of cybering with TKL439. Feeling so horny, she needed a release and couldn't wait for Rick to return home. She went to her nightstand, pulled out her vibrator and returned to her computer after disrobing. HotPod1: Make it during the week, the mornings are always open.. TKL439: K, Monday it is. HotPod1: What will happen when you get here? TKL439: You'll have to wait to find out! Helen, slouching down in the chair rubbing her pussy with one hand and trying to type with the other proved to be unsatisfactory. She was also extremely uncomfortable in the chair, so she decided to wrap up and continue her fantasy by herself. After explaining she really needed to log off and take care of things they signed off. Crawling into bed, the vibrator immediately disappeared into the drenched spot between her legs. Fondling her breast, she imagined TKL standing beside the bed, naked. As he got into bed with her, she didn't even have time to imagine a kiss. Like fireworks going off, her body erupted into one of the most intense orgasms of her life. Dropping her hands to her side and grabbing the sheets into her clinched fists, she groaned loudly as each spasm forced its way throughout her body. After coming down from such an intense erotic high, Helen lay in bed pondering the chat session. Thinking back on it, for a split second, she thought he might have thought she was serious. Quickly dismissing it she thought, "Nah, we don't even know each other's real...." Suddenly she realized he probably did know her name and where she lived. Still, if he was close, he'd gave mentioned it, wouldn't he? Starting to feel a little guilty for being so intimate with someone other than Rick, even online. She knew it would really bother her if he had a similar "relationship", but she also couldn't deny that it she got a huge thrill out of pretending to be an imaginary slut. Besides, since her second trimester, she had been in an almost constant state of arousal. After the baby is born in less than a month, she figured her hormones would fall back into balance. The next couple of days, she wasn't able to log on, getting together with friends and family members. Saturday afternoon rolled around and while Rick was mowing, she saw TKL439 was not online nor had he sent any messages. She decided to send a quick hello and let him know she'd been busy and hadn't been able to play on the computer too much lately, and that she probably wouldn't be on as much anymore. She was pleased with herself when she clicked send and sighed with some relief. Monday morning arrived, Helen and Rick had just finished breakfast. Rick was drinking coffee and reading the paper before he had to leave. Helen kissed him goodbye and went back upstairs to make the bed and get ready for her day. Logging onto the computer, she saw TKL439 was on and immediately a tingling sensation sprang from between her legs. TKL439: Morning. HotPod1: Hi, how're you doing today. TKL439: In a few minutes, I'll be doing great! HotPod1: Really? Big plans? Before TKL439 replied, Helen quickly clicked off the chat as she heard Rick coming into the room. Turning to greet him, he went to her, kissed her and said: "See ya' tonight sweetie." "Bye hon," Helen replied. Clicking back onto the chat, she saw that TKL439 had not replied and had logged off. Confused, she shrugged her shoulders and began to make the bed. Just getting the pillows fluffed and placed at the head, she heard the doorbell sound. Not sure who it could be, she slowly went downstairs. Opening the door, her eyes suddenly grew in surprise as her mouth gaped. "Hello," said TKL439. After what seemed like a minute, TKL439 asked, "So, can I come in?" Backing from the door, Helen muttered, "Yes, please." As TKL439 entered, Helen knew she probably shouldn't but she couldn't say no since he had obviously flown here just to stop by. As he walked into the living room, she noticed the large camera bag slung over his shoulder. Feeling a strange mixture of anxiety and extreme horniness, she was completely dumbfounded, as if she was in a dream. Setting his bags on the sofa, TKL439 turned to Helen, grabbed her shoulders and brought his face toward her. Kissing her forcefully, she felt she was in heaven. She kissed back allowing his tongue to probe her willing mouth. After an all too short amount of time, he pulled away leaving Helen wanting sooo much more. As their mouths separated, Helen suddenly realized what she had done. Though her emotions were now in charge, there was still a sliver of reason that made its presence known. As if to extinguish that last bit of propriety, she grabbed his neck again and picked up where they had left off. Exploring each other's mouths Helen felt his hands move down and roughly squeeze her butt cheeks. A tremor of pleasure shot through her body as he pushed her into him and he ground back into her. The feeling was so intense, she thought she might have an orgasm right then. Helen didn't want to stop, but TKL439 pulled away, grabbed her arm, and without a work, led her upstairs, taking his camera bag with him. As they entered the bedroom, he pointed and said, "Bed". Walking to it, she pulled back the covers and sat on the edge, visibly shaking uncontrollably, scared, but very aroused. After setting up the tripod and camera, he approached the bed grabbed Helen, stood her up, and quickly yanked her nightgown from her body. As if paralyzed, she did nothing. Letting him do what he wanted, as if she was a lump of clay, knowing there was no stopping him. She also knew she didn't want him to stop him either. Pushing her naked body back on her matrimonial he proceeded to remove his clothing. Starting to feel uncomfortable on her back, she turned over onto her side and propped her head on her hand. Having only seen the one picture of him, while he had seen dozens of her in various stages of dress, she was able to take time to admire the undressing Adonis before her. While Rick did have a good body, TKL439 still put him to shame. With big pecs and washboard abs, she couldn't wait for the opportunity to feel him. Walking toward the bed, with his impressive tool at the ready, Helen was mesmerized. Reaching out and grabbing the back of her head, he forcefully pulled her towards his abdomen. If she didn't help by following his lead and inching forward, he may well have ended up with a handful of detached hair. She couldn't believe how being taken control of was driving her so wild. Opening her mouth, she eagerly accepted a new cock for the first time since her marriage to Rick. Normally, Helen, slowly went down on Rick, first circling the head with her tongue, licking the shaft while stroking him or fondling his balls. Here, she had no say in the matter. The cock, once near her mouth, was shoved deep into her throat. Unprepared she almost choked, but she the initial shock was over, she was able to relax and take him deep into her mouth. Holding onto her hair, he continued methodically pumping himself forcefully into her. Once he had buried his cock in her throat, he released his hold, and let her go to work on him. Running her tongue up and down his shaft, so she could catch her breath, it didn't take long for her to put it back in her throat. Looking up at him, he stared intently into her eyes. Smiling she hummed and grunted while moving her head back and forth on his pole. Hearing his moaning increase, she hoped she was driving him as crazy as he was driving her. After what seemed like several minutes, she felt his hands back on her head as he pushed her away from his glistening tool. Getting into bed with her, he grabbed the pillows and placed them against the headboard. He then grabbed Helen under the arms and pushed, with her help, her back against the pillows. Moving between her legs, he dived in thrusting his tongue into her wet and waiting pussy. Immediately finding her swollen area, he flicked it with his tongue and gently nibbled it. As a big tingling swept through her body, she knew she was seconds away from an massive orgasm. Squeezing his head with her legs, she bucked towards him as she lost all control. Shrieking a high pitched guttural bark, she closed her eyes as her body was ransacked by pleasurable spasms. With each one a "uuunnnggghhh" passed her lips. Barely having recovered, TKL439 sat up on his knees, grabbed her leg and proceeded to flip her over. Though Helen willingly helped, she felt he could have done it on his own. As he positioned her on her knees, she reached for the pillows and positioned them under her head and waited. Expecting him to enter her vaginally from behind, she squealed out of surprise as she felt a finger slowly enter her ass. Tightening her body and squeezing her sphincter around the finger she managed to force out a, "No, not there"! Feeling the finger vacate, she relaxed and inhaled only to be shocked with a hard smack on her bottom and a sharp but pleasurable wave of pain radiated from the sting. As the finger attempted re-entry, she reflexively tried to move away from it, only to receive three more smacks, each one harder than the last. Giving up, she relaxed and moved her ass back towards him. Waiting for him, she felt some movement on the bed as if he had gotten off. Staying where she was, for fear of more punishment, it didn't take long to feel him re-join her. Wondering what he was doing, she suddenly felt a cool liquid being poured into and on her anus. As a shrill, "ooohhh" exited her muffled mouth, she waited for his finger to return. Pushing his finger into her, her body was instantly overwhelmed with another powerful orgasm. The spasms continued as he worked his finger, then fingers into her until then virgin ass. A disappointed moan did escape her lips as he withdrew his fingers. Hearing the sounds of lube being squeezed from a tube, she didn't feel the cool liquid touch her body. Fearing what was about to happen but not wanting to do anything to stop it, she moved her ass higher in anticipation. Feeling the tip of his cock press against her ass, Helen wanted to remain, yet also wanted to push him away. Hearing more lube being squeezed and this time feeling the liquid on her asshole, she was afraid he would be to large to enter her tiny sphincter. Holding her cheeks apart and with one good thrust, he proved her previous thought incorrect. The pain was intense as she buried her face in the pillow and managed a barely coherent and muffled, "Fuckkkk"! Pushing back against him, he was able to slowly enter her tight hole. The more he pumped, the easier it was. Slowly, the pain faded only to be replaced with more waves of pleasure. With sharp little spasms of pain still radiating from her anus, she was surprised at how much hotter this made her. When his balls began bumping up against her pussy lips, she lost it as the biggest orgasm of her life assaulted her body. Squealing with delight with each spasm and each pump from behind, she was afraid she might pass out from the pleasure. As that orgasm began to fade, it was replaced with another, somewhat lesser one but no less thrilling. At almost the same time her second orgasm peaked, TKL439 grunted as he thrust his spurting cock into her dark hole. This drove her to yet another orgasm. As he emptied himself inside of her, she collapsed onto her side, and he followed her as if attached. "My God...I've never felt anything like that before." He spooned with her as his hands roamed from her breast, then belly and back. He continued moving between those areas as Helen flinched with each throb of her sore ass. After laying that way for a rather long time, she turned to face him. He then rolled on his back looking up at the ceiling. Looking down, Helen saw TKL439's penis laying to the side. Reaching down, she began stroking him. It didn't take long for him to spring back to attention. Needing more, Helen got up and slowly maneuvered her body over his in the reverse cowgirl position. While he just remained as he was, Helen managed to insert his large, ready member into her waiting lips. Leaning back on her arms she began riding him up and down. After several minutes, and him falling out of her, and feeling tired, she laid beside him and put his erect member back into her ready mouth. Slurping and grunting she took it as far into her throat as she was able. Massaging his balls while she took him deeper and deeper, she was ready for him to be back inside her. Turning to face him, she repositioned herself over his body then helped him to re-enter her throbbing pussy. Resting her hands on his chest, she bounced on him as fast as she could. As their breathing picked up, he grabbed her hips and helped her to pick up the pace. Hearing a strange sound, she realized it was her loudly moaning each time he was pushed into her. Finally, he tightened his grip and shoved himself in her as he came inside her. Bucking with each spasm, he lay back, glistening with sweat. Rolling off him, she lay facing him rubbing his gorgeous chest and abs. Helen must have fallen asleep because the next thing she knew, she heard someone walking around the bedroom. Fearing who it might be, she turned her head and saw TKL439 finishing getting dressed. Relaxing somewhat, she said, "That was amazing." "Glad you liked it," TKL439 replied as he packed up his camera equipment. "How long you in town for?" "Don't know." "You gonna tell me your name?" "Nope." "Will I see you again?" "Not sure," he replied. "Really?" she replied confused. "Don't get me wrong, it was great, but, I'm not really looking for a relationship. If you get knocked up again, let me know and we'll see." Staring with her mouth open, she was utterly flabbergasted. He just smiled, grabbed his camera bag and quickly headed down stairs then heard the front door open and close. Sitting back in bed, Helen was overcome with a feeling of guilt for what she had just done while at the same time relieved that it seemed to be a one time thing. Looking over towards the clock, she said "You know," when her eyes landed on the picture of her and Rick on the stand from their honeymoon, "if you'd been more like that, this wouldn't have happened." Absentmindedly rubbing her large belly as the baby inside kicked, tears began running down her cheek, as she drifted off to sleep.