Saturday night we went out to dinner again with Mr. and Mrs.
H. I am now 6- months pregnant. I am getting more self-conscious as my belly
grows, but I'm trying to get past those feelings. Unfortunately this date
didn't help matters. I mentioned in a previous post that we had dinner with Mr.
and Mrs. H back in January. I wasn't really showing then, so it wasn't that big
of a deal. We met them initially at the Halloween party, and I believe Mr. has
liked me ever since. I told them I was pregnant at the New Year’s party. Mr.
and Mrs. H are very nice people, but Mr. X and I don't have much in common with
them aside from the obvious. They don't have kids. We have an almost 2-year-old
and soon another little one...unfortunate due to life circumstances such as our
being busy with our recent move, it took a while for us to be able to go out again
with Mr. and Mrs. H. Now I pretty much wish we had waited until after this baby
is born and for me to be back in shape.
Dinner was very pleasant. We had a nice meal and then
traveled back to our house. They came inside with us before our babysitter left,
and I have to wonder what she thinks of us always going out dressed up and
coming home often at very late hours...this time we had other people with us
and asked her to watch our daughter overnight next month while we go to a hotel
party. She has to suspect something.
We settled down in the living room and watched some TV. Mr.
X was on our couch with Mrs. H, his hand moving further up her leg and skirt
every time I looked over. I sat on the edge of a chair next to Mr. H. He
occasionally rubbed my neck or brushed against me. Soon Mrs. H was in Mr. X's
lap and kissing him. I apologized for being slower to start (when I'm not
drinking). I decided to have a small glass of wine. I do not drink often when
pregnant, but I needed a little that night. Please don't judge. I had a
delicious glass of sweet red wine that definitely put me more at ease. Mr. X
had removed at least half of Mrs.'s clothing by this point. We decided to go upstairs
to our bedroom where everyone would have more space, and we had some
candlelight instead of the harsh living room lights.
Once in the bedroom, Mr. X and Mrs. H continued divesting
each other of clothes. I sat down on the bed with Mr. H and kissed him. Our
kissing became more intense, and soon he removed my sweater, leaving me in my
dress, bra, and panties. He unzipped my dress, and I removed his shirt. My bra
came off next, exposing my breasts, which I believe he fondled and sucked. I
have to say that Mrs. H has incredibly nice breasts, from what I could see. I
believe hers are real, whereas mine are not, and I was envious. I am sure Mr. X
enjoyed them, as he is definitely a breast man. I joke that he doesn't even
remember me until after I had my surgery.
While Mr. H and I engaged in foreplay, Mr. X and Mrs. H had
sex next to us. I unfastened Mr. H's belt, and he removed his pants and then my
panties. My dress still hung around my waist, and he made no move to remove it.
He used his hand on my clit in a way I've never felt before, almost mimicking a
vibrator which surprised the hell out me. I didn't know it was possible to make
me feel like that without a mouth or a toy. He asked if I cum more easily now
that I'm pregnant. I responded that I think it's about the same, but that I've
only had one orgasm swinging so far. I think he wanted to change that, and I am
pretty sure it would have worked if he
had either used some lube with his amazing hand motions, or if he had even
touched me with his tongue after all of that manual stimulation, I think I
would have shattered. Alas, neither happened. There was definitely a point
where his hand clamped down and worked me like crazy. I couldn't budge his hand
or get away, though I tried. The stimulation was so intense.
I decided it was my turn to play with him, so I moved down
his body with my mouth while he laid on his back. His cock was hard and stiff
for me at first. I set to work, sucking on the tip while I stroked him with my
hand and then sliding my hungry lips down the length of him over and over
again, sometime in conjunction with hand-stroking and other times just my mouth
all the way to the base of his cock, with the head in the back of my throat. He
held my hair out of the way, and I appreciated the slight tugging sensation
every time I went down. I'm quite a fan of gentle hair-pulling, especially when
being fucked from behind. After a while, he started to soften and eventually
stopped me and pulled me up against his chest. He and Mrs. H warned me that he
doesn't cum easily, especially from oral, so I am trying not to think of myself
as a failure that night. He told me he very much enjoyed my technique.
After that, we didn't do anything other than lay there
spooning and facing Mr. X and Mrs. H and talked for a while. Ultimately I know
that my pregnant belly freaked him out a bit. I know he likes me, but it was
awkward for him. They don't have kids and never plan to. I asked earlier in the
night if he'd ever been with a pregnant woman, and he said only once when the
woman wasn't showing, and she didn't tell him she was pregnant until afterward.
Overall for the evening, he hardly touched me and didn't fully undress me or
express any interest in progressing things further. This is why I said I wish
if we were going to do anything with them that we would have waited until after
this baby and some serious body recovery time. I think things might have gone
very differently.
I'm not going to let this night turn me off from swinging
entirely until after this baby, though...Mr. B does an excellent job of making
me feel sexy not only despite but also because of my pregnant belly. I can't
wait to have his hands on me and his cock inside me again. I can't stop
thinking about the threesome scenario with him and Mr. X that he talked to me
about via text message a couple of weeks ago which involved some restraints as
well...a girl can dream...perhaps this one might come true one of these days.
Other than Mr. B, I think we will do less swinging during the third trimester.
We are going to another swinger party in two weeks which is Alice in Wonderland
themed. I have to get my costume altered to better feature my assets. I told
Mr. X that from here, no more new people, and no one without kids until this
fall, which he is fine with.
I will include a picture here of me at 6-months pregnant but
not afraid to put on some lingerie and heels (modeled for pictures for Mr. X to
keep, to send to Mr. B, and to share with you)
