1. The Shoplifter Chapter Three


    Date: 3/11/2017, Categories: True Story, Interracial, Pregnant, Author: Barbiebnympho, Rating: 88.9, Source: sexstories.com

    toward the back door. I could feel my heavy breasts moving with each step. His dropping routine had made them so sensitive. My blouse became damp and cool. He refused to give me my panties, but he embraced me and gave me an enormous deep kiss at the door. I walked out into the cool night aware, once again aware of the sounds and sights of numerous black faces moving about the hood. My car seemed strangely empty. The trip home provided time to think. It was amazing how far I had come. My body had adjusted in so many ways and now my mind was adjusting as well. I was lost in the excitement of this situation. I had to admit it. I was a different woman. I looked down at the obvious tummy bump and a strange confused feeling passed through me. I walked in from the garage to find mother sitting in the kitchen with a cup of coffee. I was alarmed. It seemed she was looking me over from head to foot as I moved across the room. I was so nervous. My panties were with Bobby and I sure needed them now for security. It is such an exposed feeling without panties, but a feeling I had grown to know quite well. “Honey, that skirt and top are way too small for you. Don’t wear that outfit again. Have you checked your weight recently? I really think you have gained. Maybe it is your time of the month. We have got to buy you some new things this weekend. We would be embarrassed if our friends saw you dressed like this.” Mother just went on and on. I responded with only positive comments and took ...
    a glass of milk to sit at the table which would hide me a little. Mother started to talk about Kyle. Her questions were normal, but I could tell she was probing to determine if we had been more intimate. My mother is such a sweet lady, very conservative, very white, and very naive. If she knew even half of what had come into my life it would kill her. I ended the conversation with a very noncommittal comment, “Ever since we graduated, Kyle and I have drifted apart a bit. We both think it is best as we are headed off to college in a couple months.” I could see relief on my mother’s face as I turned and headed for my bedroom. I used the toilet and was again amazed at how my lower body had changed. Rashid and Bobbie had both loaded me, I mean really loaded me, but for the most part, even now, every sperm they had deposited seemed to be tightly sealed inside me. My climaxes and contractions had stopped any escape. I could tell I was very tight. After a good warm shower I crawled into bed. I was thinking two things—I had read that pregnancy makes a woman much more easily stimulated—and I was amazed at how I had learned to use that enormous phallus of Bobby’s to take care of my needs so efficiently. I was contented, relaxed, and tired. Sound sleep came quickly and Thursday morning came early. I felt great. I went to the charity to work as normal. Things were good. My program was underway and running smoothly. Paying for it was the big surprise. As I did the mundane chores at Wish ...
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