Tiffany's Filling Experience

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Caution: This Pregnant Gang Bang Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Mult, Consensual, Fiction, Cheating, Slut Wife, Gang Bang, Interracial, Black Male, White Female, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Size, .

Desc: Pregnant Gang Bang Sex Story: Seven months pregnant and horny. She goes to a BBQ looking for some strange cock. She find plenty willing.

The school bus pulled out of the church parking lot carrying a load of kids to summer camp. My eight year old son Jeff was on the bus. I now had a full week to myself. My husband John had been on a business trip for two weeks and was not expected back for another two. I missed him very much and was starting to miss Jeff.

I had been looking forward to the time alone. Now, I wasn't sure it would be that much fun. I had planned to spend time with my best friend Judy. I wanted to check out a new maternity store at the mall and Judy said that she would tag along. I thought that afterward we could have lunch and maybe see a movie. The Saturday crowds at the mall made shopping a drag and we couldn't find a suitable movie. We settled on a quick lunch then decided to try shopping on Monday.

The rest of the weekend went slowly. I watched a lot of TV and read a little. The two weeks without my husband was causing a hunger between my legs. I partially relieved myself by watching one of John's porno films while fingering my starving pussy. The immediate tension was released with an orgasm. It was not the same, however, as a good old fashion screwing that my husband always gives me. I missed him more now.

Judy called Sunday afternoon to tell me that something came up and she would not be able to go shopping on Monday. We rescheduled for Wednesday. Now I had two more days alone. I decided to make the best of it. Three weeks earlier, I had bought a mail-order dress pattern. I knew John would like the dress. It had a plunging neckline and the skirt was very short. The pattern called for a form fitting material that would show off my figure. I originally planned to make the dress after the baby was born, but now that I had time on my hands I decided to make the dress. I couldn't wait for John to see me in the dress once I had regained my figure. I decided to go to the sewing center first thing in the morning. I fell asleep after another session of finger play. My sexual frustrations were growing.

The next morning I showered and dressed casually. It was a warm July morning. The kind that makes you wish you weren't seven months pregnant. I figured it was going to be a scorcher before too long. I drove to the sewing center with the windows down. The breeze felt good, but it made a mess of my hair. I pulled into the nearly full parking lot and finally found a spot a few doors down from the sewing store. I made an attempt to straighten my hair in the rear view mirror. I finally gave up and got out of the car.

I was parked next to an automotive repair shop that specialized in oil changes. It reminded me that John had ask me to have the oil changed in my car. I thought that I might as well take care of it while I was here so I entered the shop. At the counter a nice looking man ask if he could help me.

I asked, "How long before I can get the oil changed in my car?"

Sam replied (I looked at the patch on his shirt), "We can have it done in 45 minutes."

He smiled at me and I returned the smile and said, "Fine, here's the key. Its the red Mustang."

Still smiling, Sam asked, "Has anyone told you that you look like Pamela Anderson?"

I felt the blood rush into my cheeks as I admitted, "Yes. A few people have told me that."

I added, "But, could you imagine me on the beach in a swimsuit looking like this?" I gestured to my swollen belly.

Sam's look became mischievous as he said, "I for one think that a women becomes more sexy when she's pregnant."

My face must have been beet red at his forward comment.

Sam chuckled and said, "Ma'am, you can have a seat in the waiting room. I'll let you know when your car is ready."

I regained my composure and offered, "That's OK. I'll use the time to run down to the sewing store."

"Ohh," Sam said. He added, "Making something for the baby?"

I saw my chance to get back at Sam. "No," I replied evenly, "Its something for Daddy, a low cut tight mini-dress for me."

It was Sam's turn to blush.

I smiled mischievously as I left the shop, Sam's handsome red face on my mind. The rest of him wasn't bad either, tall and muscular. My thoughts momentarily turned to my husband. I missed him terribly. I resolved to attack him when he returned from his business trip.

My thoughts were interrupted by some hoots and whistles. I was passing in front of the garage next to the repair shop office. The mechanics had noticed me walking by and were rudely making their presence known. I turned to look at them with a 'Go to Hell' stare when I noticed how cute they were. My expression dissolved into a smile.

I walked on overhearing their comments to each other, "Did you get an eyeful of those big knockers."

The other said, "I couldn't get past her angel face and those big blue eyes."

Their crude comments shocked me, but deep down I was flattered. I work hard to keep my 28 year old body in shape. I was a little puzzled that they didn't notice my belly. I guess their view was blocked by the cars in the garage. I had not intentionally dressed to draw stares this morning. All I was wearing was a ribbed top with my overalls. I guess the outfit was sort of hot. Rather than long pant legs these overalls were cut short like short shorts with cuffs. Washing had made the material fit me snug. The bib usually covered my breasts. While pregnant, I had to loosen the shoulder straps. The bib now only covered the bottom half of my breasts. My nipples were clearly visible through the thin top.

Now I realize why my husband liked the overalls. He's a dirty young man. He likes bragging about my figure. I caught him telling one of his buddies my measurements, 37C-23-35. I popped him on the shoulder for embarrassing me like that, but secretly I beamed because I know he's proud of my figure. But now those numbers don't apply. I have no idea what I measure now and don't want to know. I do know that my breasts have swelled over a cup size since getting pregnant. I wasn't wearing a bra under my top.

I walked into the sewing store with a bright smile. It felt good to be noticed. It also reminded me of how horny I was. I found exactly the material I was looking for. I knew I was going to look hot for John in this red skin tight mini-dress. I paid for the material and headed for the shop to get my car. As I approached the garage stalls I braced for the comments. I heard none. I confess I was a little disappointed. It seemed that no one was in the garage.

I walked on to the shop office and entered. I heard conversation coming from the waiting room. No one was at the counter. I was about to walk into the waiting room when I heard Sam's voice.

He said, "Boys, she is definitely pregnant."

Another said, "I guess we didn't see all of her, but what we did see was beautiful."

A third said, "I'd like to see all of her naked and I don't care if she's pregnant."

Sam's voice said, "Now lets not get carried away. She's a married woman."

A new voice said, "Does she know about the free BBQ tonight for our customers?"

Someone else said, "Maybe she'll be there."

Sam said, "I'll make sure she knows."

Sam's last statement was made as he walked out of the waiting room. He was startled to see me there. Judging by his reaction he knew that I had overheard.

He said, "I guess you heard."

I nodded with a smile.

"Sorry about that, ma'am," he said, "the boys know a lovely lady when they see one."

I shifted my weight and found myself thrusting out my breasts as I said, "Please thank the Boys for me."

My car was ready and I paid Sam. As I was leaving Sam said, "We WOULD like to see you tonight for BBQ."

He added, "We do it for ALL the customers and it starts at six."

I knew his emphasis on "ALL" was an attempt to put me at ease. I said, "Well, thank you for the offer, but I'm afraid I can't."

He said, "I assure you ma'am that you would enjoy yourself."

I returned, "I'm sure I would, but, I just can't."

His disappointment was obvious but he smiled and said, "If you change your mind, ma'am, we start serving at six."

I said, "I'll keep that in mind."

My car was still in the stall. One of the mechanics came out of the office to get my car for me. Several others followed. I smiled at them as they passed by. The young man that got my car pulled it up next to me and held the door open. I chuckled inwardly as I caught him steeling glances at my breasts. I didn't realize until I was seated that my nipples had grown and were making large points in my top. I thanked him for my car and then drove off before he noticed how red my face had become. All the comments from those cute mechanics had had an effect on me. I realized that my pussy was damp. I hurried home to take a cold shower. I was a happily married woman and I was loosing control.

After a shower and lunch I busied myself making the dress. I tried to suppress my horny urges without luck. Sewing the dress helped a little to forget Sam's invitation. I kept wondering what that hunk had in mind. He said, "I assure you that you would enjoy yourself." Enjoy myself at a BBQ? Those cute mechanics and me? No, I was letting my mind run wild. It was for all the customers.

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