Chapter 18: His Wife’s Rich Milk: Part 4 – Chapter 18

Rebecca pushed her body through the water, keeping an eye on the lane divider as she carefully stroked her way along the pool’s length. It came as no surprise to her that there was an increase in difficultly in swimming with a bulge in her tummy the size of a small watermelon. She almost longed for the days when her body was sleek and smooth. Almost. She couldn’t wait for her baby to arrive in a few short weeks. And on the upside because of her huge tummy Katie was the one who had to get down between her legs to shave her pussy. That always led to a fun time, though Katie was having some difficulty in getting her face at the right angle because of Rebecca’s bulging tummy. That was okay because after Katie got her off with her mouth, she then moved up her body and gently nursed her heavy tits.

When their baby arrived the little girl wouldn’t have any trouble at all nursing because Katie and Sondra and Evan had done everything they could to make sure her milk supply was fully in operation. She wasn’t sure the increase in bra size was a bonus or not. Katie didn’t complain so she put it in the bonus column.

Two more strokes and two more breaths and she reached the end of the pool. From there it was a semi-awkward slog through the water and ducking underneath two more lane dividers before she reached the stairs out of the pool. Months earlier she would have just levered her body out of the water and jumped on the pool’s edge. That wasn’t possible now with her huge tummy.

Just as she reached the top of the stairs she saw him waiting there for her. Rebecca hesitated and then decided there was no use in avoiding the issue. She grabbed her towel and marched up to him, said nothing, and headed for the locker room.

“Rebecca! Wait!” Henry hurried to catch up to her. Even with a huge belly and walking on water-slick tiles she made good time to leave him behind. She wanted her swimsuit off. It was a terrible fitting maternity suit that was cut generously in the stomach for the baby bulge, but it also had too much space everywhere else.

She sighed, stopped, and turned around. “I didn’t know you were a member of the gym,” she said.

“I’m not,” he admitted. “I snuck in.”

“I should call the front desk and have you tossed out.” He was wearing street clothes. She was tempted to push him into the pool and be done with the confrontation.

“Don’t do that.” He glanced down at her belly. “Why didn’t you tell me you were pregnant?”

“What business is it of yours?” she asked.

“Is it mine?” he asked bluntly.

“What makes you think it would be yours?”

“Because judging by your size it looks like you got pregnant around the same time you and I stopped fucking.”

“There are lots of sperm banks that can provide the same service you offered me. And plenty of other men as well.”

“Is it mine?” he repeated.

“If my little girl is yours,” Rebecca said testily, “what of it? Do you want visitation rights? Do you want to pay for child support for the next eighteen years. Do you actually want to be a father?”

The question caught him off guard. He opened his mouth to answer, but no words came out.

“Don’t worry,” Rebecca said. “She’s not yours.”

“Oh.” Henry wasn’t sure if he was relieved or upset at the news.

“Now, if you don’t mind, I’d like to change. I’m all wet.”

“Right,” he said and watched her head toward the life guards’ office and changing room. After a minute of watching the one guard on duty keeping an eye on the swimming doing their laps, he carefully timed his entrance into the “Employees Only” door and found Rebecca in the middle of the changing room completely naked and dripping wet with pool water.

“Fuck!” she exclaimed when she realized she was being interrupted in a private moment. “Get the fuck out of here!”

“Sorry,” Henry said. “I heard you say you were wet and I thought you were coming on to me.”

He carefully looked over her changed body. Her tummy was huge. Her breasts had swelled but her skin was still perfect. There weren’t any rings in her nipples—that was disappointing but understandable. He could just see her naked pussy barely exposed under her big stomach. She was still shaving it bare. That was an admirable trait and showed quite a bit of dexterity on her part as well.

“I wasn’t coming on to you,” she assured him and then went so far as to hold up her left hands, displaying an engagement ring and wedding band. “Besides, I’m married now.”

“To your old girlfriend? I’m sure I’ve got something that she doesn’t have.” Henry grinned at her and took a few confident steps forward. He reached for the collar of his shirt, intent on stripping himself.

“She’s got a wonderful strapon that’s bigger than you’ll ever be,” Rebecca told him. “I’m not really interested in men. You should know that.”

“Try it one more time,” he said. “I’m sure you’ll find something you like. Are you still fucking Evan?”

While she was, that was hardly the point. She had tried to gracefully escape this situation, but obviously she’d have to do something more drastic.

“What business is that of yours?” she asked. “I thought he was your best friend? Doesn’t he give you all the details to his sex life?”

“Not all, no. But I’m sure tomorrow you’ll want to tell him how good I was today.” He grinned at her with his cock over-confident half-smile. He certainly was charming, and his slightly graying hair gave him the look of a mature older man who wanted to play with the young kids still. But underneath it all, he was a self-centered ass.

Rebecca’s smile was thin and only bore the outer markings of sincerity. “Maybe I will. Would you like a blowjob?”

In response he pulled off his shirt and said, “We can start with that and then I want to fuck you. I’ve never fucked a pregnant girl before. That I know of.”

“Okay, sounds good.” She got down on her knees in front of him, water still dripping off her body as he lowered his zipper and pulled out his cock. Planning ahead, Rebecca unfastened his jeans and pulled them and his boxers halfway down his thighs. There wasn’t really a need for a preliminary blowjob but that didn’t matter to Henry. Nor to Rebecca. She grasped his cock at the base with one hand and circled his balls with the other. He was already semi-erect and responded quickly to her light kiss on the side of his shaft. If nothing else, Rebecca had to admit that for a single guy Henry was very assiduous in his crotch grooming. He had dark hair on the base of his cock, but it was trimmed and his balls were shaved smooth. That made things easier for her.

“You like that?” she asked after the kiss.

“Uh-huh.”

“Good.” She made as if she were going to engulf his cock head in her mouth, and instead backed off and savagely twisted his balls in one direction, using his rigid cock as a lever. For half an instant there was no reaction from Henry. Then he fell to his knees with Rebecca easing him down, never breaking her grip on him, and stopped with a squeak. “Do you like that?” she asked him.

Hank shook his head no.

“I think you do. Look how hard you are.” His cock was still hard. She kept her grip on his twisted balls and stroked his cock a few times making it harder still.

“Do you like that?”

Again he shook his head.

“How about I make you cum and then maybe you’ll like it?”

Once more Henry shook his head.

She continued to stroke him as she squeezed his balls harder. “Look. You’re getting harder. I bet you’re close to cumming. Are you?”

He shook his head but they could both tell that was a lie.

Rebecca rubbed him harder and faster. His cock began to twitch and right when he was on the edge she let go with both hands preventing his orgasm. He grunted in frustration. Then she slapped his balls as hard as she dared. It was hard enough to make her palm sting.

He yelped and tried to keep from throwing up.

“Get your fucking clothes back on and never, ever talk to me again.” She stood up—awkwardly because of her pregnant stomach—and waddled to the back of the lifeguard’s office where there was a small changing room that locked. She shot the bolt home in the lock and carefully sat down. After taking her time to dry off and dress, she eased the door open.

Henry was gone.

Being on her hands and knees was actually a pretty comfortable position for Rebecca. It allowed her belly to hang free and she wasn’t crushed by the weight of the baby. Her tits weren’t swaying with every thrust from Evan, whose cock was buried deep in her pussy. They were restrained by her wife and Sondra, both of whom were half underneath her, nursing on her full tits.

Though she would never admit it to Katie, she liked being fucked by his cock better than she liked Katie using her strapon. Sure, Katie’s faux-cock was bigger and the person that was attached to it was actually her spouse, there was something just so satisfying about having a real man’s cock inside her pussy. The way it changed size as he got more or less excited the longer they fucked. The way it got hard and twitched in her cunt as he got ready to cum. And when he came…that was the best of all, filling her up with hot cum. If she was already on the edge that always pushed her over to her next orgasm.

But she loved Katie more than anything else in the world. Katie could give her everything she needed or wanted…except sperm. And that was in ready supply just about everywhere.

The two women beneath her finished up their breasts. Rebecca could tell her tits were nearly empty. When she was double nursed somehow her milk flowed faster. Maybe it was her imagination, but she was certain that was the case. They laughed a bit and Sondra stole a kiss from Katie as they moved from under Rebecca’s body. “You two almost done yet?” Katie asked her wife.

“Almost there,” grunted Evan. His eyes were clamped tightly shut and his fingers were digging into the muscles of Rebecca’s firm rear end. She was ready for him to cum.

“Does he need his balls tickled?” Sondra asked. When there wasn’t a response from either of the two in the midst of adulterous copulation she reached between Evan’s thighs and found his sack drawn up tight to his body. That was a sure sign. She grabbed his balls and pulled them downward, gently but firmly.

“Ahh!” Evan cried out. It wasn’t really pain, but it was close enough. It was also good enough to push him to his peak. The orgasm he had was satisfying and sticky. The hot cum he produced in affection for Rebecca’s pussy caused her to gasp and cum as well.

“Finally,” Katie muttered good naturedly. She rolled onto her back and put her hand to her pussy, idly fingering her vag. She had already cum several times under Reb and Sondra’s good tongues. She was always tempted to find out what it was like to be eat out by a man—and even more, the ultimate sin—what it was like to have a man’s cock in her pussy. But she wasn’t going to do that tonight, not now in front of her wife. She wanted to remain pure for Rebecca.

For her part, Sondra was proud of her husband. He had lost the weight Henry had recommended—partly because she had found other people willing to drain her milk-heavy breasts, partly because Evan was exercising more, and partly because Evan was getting exercised more by Rebecca. She wondered what was going to happen to his weight when Reb became unavailable after her baby’s birth.

After Evan pulled out of Rebecca, the pregnant woman carefully rolled to her side of the bed and looked at her three lovers. Evan was clearly exhausted and just collapsed to the mattress. He barely watched as his wife and Katie snuggled up to each other. Sondra gently played with Katie’s boobs.

“I love your boobs,” Sondra said softly as she nuzzled them. Katie made a non-committal noise and there was a pregnant silence for a few minutes as they all recovered from their individual and group exertions and orgasms.

“We’re going to miss you two,” Evan finally said to Katie and Rebecca.

“What do you mean?” asked an alarmed Rebecca. “We’re friends. Are you moving across the country or something?”

The opposite-sex couple laughed together and Sondra said, “In a few weeks you two will have a new baby. You’ll be lucky to get an hours sleep at a time. You’ll be exhausted from breastfeeding—much, much more than you are now, trust me, I know. A good day is when you get a shower and have coordinating clothes on. Sex…that’ll be some random groping in bed and maybe an orgasm if you’re lucky. Don’t worry. That’ll all pass after six months or so. Maybe. After a year sanity will return. We’ll look for you on the other end of the telescope.”

“You make parenting sound so exciting,” Rebecca commented dryly.

“It has its upsides,” Evan said.

“Such as?”

“You get a child out of the deal.” He thought a moment longer. “And, if you are very, very lucky, you get a wife who will happily breastfeed you for the rest of your life.”

Sondra spoke up. “Whoever said anything about the rest of your life? Or my life?”

They all shared a laugh and then Katie spoke up. “I suppose I have a little surprise for my loving wife,” she announced.

“The last thing I need right now is a surprise,” Rebecca said. “Do you want me to go into labor right here and now?”

Katie ignored the snideness of Rebecca’s comment. “Actually, Sondra’s been helping me with it. She’s an expert in the field.”

“I wouldn’t say expert,” Sondra interjected.

“But she loaned me her old breast pump and with the help of some questionable pills from the internet—”

“They worked, didn’t they?” Sondra groused.

“—I’ll be helping you out on breastfeeding duty.” She reached up to her small breast as massaged it a bit. Rebecca was too tired from the sex and her pregnancy to do anything other than watch. It took a bit of effort, but Katie finally managed to force out a few drops of precious milk. Sondra swooped in and licked them away.

“Just like honey,” she said.

Rebecca felt herself tearing up. “You did that for me?”

“And our baby,” Katie answered.

It felt a bit wrong, but Evan was incredibly tempted to ask Katie if he could nurse from her. Truth be told, he was addicted to breast milk and it seemed in ready supply all around him. Sondra. Rebecca. And now Katie.

Katie saw him staring. “You want some, don’t you?”

The other women’s eyes were on him as Evan nodded yes. Katie inclined her head toward him. “Come on over and have a taste. We’ve shared just about everything else, haven’t we?”

“I think it was Sondra’s milk that did it to you,” Evan said as he moved next to his lover’s wife. “Apparently her milk acts as an aphrodisiac, a fertility treatment, and a lactation inducement.”

“Just don’t get fat from the riches around you,” Sondra said as he latched on and tasted Katie’s essence.