Date: Fri, 24 Nov 2006 01:35:57 -0500
From: debriesaz@aol.com
Subject: Pregnant and Desirable

I had the day off, it was a very warm Summer day, so I decided to head to
the mall, where it was at least air conditioned and perhaps purchase some
new lingerie.

Upon entering the large department store, I quickly located the lingerie
department.  Being it was the middle of the afternoon, there weren't many
shoppers in the store.  After sorting through various night gowns, robes,
panties, I selected a few to try on.  While heading to the dressing room,
I noticed a woman who appeared to be in her late 30's, attractive and
very pregnant.  If I had to guess, I would say she was due at any
moment.  Although she wasn't fat, she was on the large size, with full
breasts, wide hips and a large, protruding abdomen.  She looked up as I
passed by her, I caught a whiff of her perfume, White Diamonds, my
favorite.  I smiled at her and she quickly returned the smile, although
she didn't appear all that happy.  I mean, who would be, eight to nine
months pregnant on a hot day?

I entered the dressing room with my various selections and kicked off my
shoes, stripped down to my bra and panties and tried on the nightgown.  A
few moments later, I heard someone enter the cubicle across from me.  I
wondered if it was the pregnant woman.  The gown fit perfectly on my
slender hips and showed off my tanned legs nicely.  I tried on the lace
teddy next, it was a deep emerald green to match my eyes and I liked how
it looked on me.  After several minutes of trying on the various items I
selected, I heard the woman across from me groan out loud.

"Oh darn it, that's just great", I heard her complain.  I still had no
idea who it was and wondered if it was the woman who was pregnant.

"I'm sorry, are you okay?", I asked.

"Well, no, I'm stuck", came the reply.

"May I help in any way?", I inquired.

"Umm-m, sure, if you would, my zipper is stuck on my dress and I can't
get it up or down", the frantic voice answered me.

I stepped out of my curtained cubicle and walked a few steps across to
hers.  While gently pulling the curtain aside, I was face to face with
the pregnant woman once again.

"Hi again", I said, I'm Deb.

"Hello Deb, my name is Maggie, thanks for offering to help me", she
stated, a look of total frustration on her pretty face.

She was right, the zipper was stuck halfway down her light cotton dress
leaving her standing there with a fully open bodice, her fully engorged
breasts encased in a pretty, white lace bra.  I was taken back by her
beauty.

"Ok, turn around", I told her, "let me see what I can do to help".

 With her back to me, I tried to move her zipper, it was definitely
stuck, caught in the lightweight fabric.  After several minutes of trying
to disengage her, I felt myself becoming strangely turned on.  My eyes
kept stealing glimpses of her in the mirror she was facing, her large
breasts were heaving up and down in frustration.  Suddenly, I felt myself
wanting to touch them.  I had never had feelings like this before, not
for a woman.  I was even able to make out the dark areolas, most likely
as a result of her pregnancy, through the lace of her bra.  I looked back
up to her face and she was watching me.  I knew she caught me stealing
glances of her in the mirror.  My face flushed with embarrassment.
However, my desire was strong, I simply had to touch her.

"Maggie", I whispered to her, "you are very beautiful.....", I started to
say, when suddenly she smiled at me in the mirror.

"Thank you", she quietly replied, "I was hoping it was you in the
dressing room across from me", Maggie stated.

I moved closer behind her, catching the full scent of her perfume now.  I
moved my hands under her arms and covered her breasts, they felt taut,
full and heavy.  Maggie closed her eyes, giving in to the touch of my
hands.

I reached back to un clasp her bra and allowed it to fall free from her
encased globes and tossed it to the floor.  Her round breasts bounced
free, the nipples already instantly erect in the cool dressing room.
Maggie leaned her head back and sighed deeply.  She was definitely
enjoying this, as was I.

My hands reached up once again and palmed both of her breasts, my fingers
gently grazed over her nipples.  I tweaked them gently, she shuddered and
began to breath heavy.  Her nipples were very sensitive.  My pelvis moved
against her buttocks, rotating slowly against her.  She felt so soft, so
desirable.  I didn't understand what was happening to me as my panties
gushed in arousal.  All I knew was, I wanted her, right then, right now.

Maggie turned around to face me, my hands never left her breasts.  She
leaned forward and kissed me fully on the lips.  Her lipstick tasted
sweet, like watermelon.  I moved her back against the mirror and dropped
one hand down her rounded belly to the hem of her dress, sliding it
between her thighs.  She wasn't wearing panties.  She was already
soaking, the inside of her thighs were coated with her wet juices.  My
fingers trailed upwards between her labia, it felt slick and hot, she had
shaved recently and had no stubble.  My breathing was becoming labored
now.  I was so turned on.

"Deb" she whispered, "please help me", she said in a very husky voice.  I
knew exactly what she wanted, exactly what she needed.  My fingers moved
a bit further up her split and rested onto of her protruding clitoris.
It felt like a hard, distended knob, my fingers gently stroked it.

"Ahhh-hh", she moaned, leaning against the mirror.  "That's it", she
said, her hips moving in rhythm to my hand.  I bent forward and took one
of her nipples into my mouth, latching on like baby just learning to
suck.  It felt wonderful, feeling her hard, rubbery nub against my tongue
as it swirled over it.  Her moaning increased.  My fingers moved now in
perfect circular motions over her distended clit, occasionally moving
lower to scoop up some of her wetness.  The small room was completely
scented by both her arousal and White Diamonds.  It was heavenly.

Suddenly, I had a strong desire to taste her and dropped to my knees,
reluctantly leaving her nipple behind.  I kneeled before her spread
thighs and lifted the hem of her dress.  I inhaled her, taking in her
scent as my tongue dove forward.  I used my fingers to gently spread her
labia and licked up and down her juicy slit.

Maggie moaned and grasped the top of my head to steady herself, all the
while combing her fingers through my long hair.

"Oh God yes, lick me honey, lick me all over, I need to cum", she moaned,
bracing herself against the mirror.  I looked up at her face, her cheeks
were flushed and her jaw was slack, she was breathing more rapidly now.
Using my tongue, I flicked it back and forth across her hard clit, up and
down, back and forth with constant pressure.

Suddenly Maggies knees bent and she shuddered, "I''m cumming, oh
yesssss-ssss", she moaned, pushing her pelvis harder into my face.

I licked her gently as her orgasm subsided and finally stood up.

"Now", I said, "let's see what we can do about that zipper of yours", I
told her.