You stood motionless as the site before you, your girlfriend lying on your bed in nothing but a cute

You stood motionless as the site before you, your girlfriend lying on your bed in nothing but a cute pink bra and thong. Her head hung off the edge of the bed, she had been waiting and yearning for you to fill her. Her eyes were locked onto yours, they drifted downwards as your member began to stand to full attention.

“Are you just gunna stand there? Or are you gunna come fill me up? I know you want to“ She giggled playfully

Without a second thought you stepped towards her, she opened her mouth in anticipation as your member hung mere centimetres from her mouth. You couldn’t take your eyes off her body. Sliding into her open mouth, a warmth enveloped your member. Her throat began to bulge outwards as you entered deeper.

A muffled moan escaped her lips as you moved your hips back and forth. Her throat tightly gripped around you, already drawing you near the edge. Her throat visibly moved up and down with each thrust, as your member forced its way in and out. The idea of her to max capacity flooded your mind, you couldn’t contain yourself as you peaked, tilting over the edge.

You forced yourself in deep as you erupted down her throat. A torrent rapidly flowed into her, her slim figure already beginning to distend outwards at an alarming rate. Her hands reached downwards, cupping her rounding stomach. She could feel the warmth of your seed radiating through her skin. Without hesitation she reached one hand down further, unable to resist toying with herself as she became your personal balloon.

As she filled out further with each passing second, her moans grew louder. With one hand gripping her stomach, feeling it surpass the size of a bowling ball. With the other, she continued to pleasure herself.  She felt the wetness of her underwear on her fingertips. The feeling of being beneath her own increasing weight, all while you continued pumping more into her only made her arousal grow more, just how much did you have to give?

Her nether began to disappear as her stomach inched higher and higher, now looking as though she was nine months pregnant and showing no signs of stopping. Your eyes looked downwards, as you felt a distinct pressure pushing back against you. Usually, a sign she was nearing her limit.

Not wanting to push her to far, you attempted to pull yourself back and allow her a moment to breath. But before you could both of her hands darted towards your legs, her nails dug in as she gripped the back of your thighs tightly and pulled you in, refusing to let you exit her throat. She wanted every drop you had to give.