Adventures in Pregnancy (True Grave & Achillea-mura)

[True Grave]

Joseph Wheeler was a kind older man, fifty years of age but still strong as an ox. He had been a wild young man from the age of 13 to 18, fighting on the streets and getting into all sorts of trouble. After nearly ending up in jail, he straightened his life out and went to trade school to become an electrician at the age of 21. When he was 25 with a home of his own, he met a woman named Lauren who he would eventually marry. They had a son named Lawrence and lived the regular life of a middle class family for several years. However, everything had changed five years ago when his wife developed terminal pancreatic cancer.

Lauren fought hard and lived long enough to see their son graduate from high school, but that was as far as she could go. She passed away at home six months later, with Joseph and Lawrence holding her hands and bawling like babies. Her service was held shortly afterward, and keeping with her wishes, she was cremated and her urn was kept on the mantle of their family home. Lawrence went away to college two months later, leaving Joseph alone at home. He still did his electrician job and brought in enough money to live a good life, but was lonely with all of that time alone. Around this time, he got to know his neighbors, the Lamb family.

Ken and his wife Jennifer were a good couple, reminding Joseph of himself and Lauren when they were first starting out. Ken was away from home often for work, so Jennifer ran the house and balanced her own job on top of it. However, this got more difficult when Jennifer got pregnant, and so Joseph stepped up to help her out. He was good with his hands due to his work, so he took care of her yard work, some tough house work, and also did small home repairs. Jennifer had offered to pay him once, but he wouldn't take it. He was acting as a kind neighbor and nothing more.

Today was Sunday, so Joseph was at his church, the First United Methodist Church a half mile from his home. The service had just finished, and he was getting up to leave when Mrs. Knapp approached him, having to look up to speak with him because he was tall at 6'3".
"Where is Mrs. Lamb? She's usually here."
"She's been feeling a bit under the weather lately because of the pregnancy. I'll check on her when I get home."

Satisfied with this, Mrs. Knapp walked away, and Joseph shook hands with the pastor on the way out. Getting into his older model red Ford truck, he drove home and parked it before heading inside. Since he was going to do some handyman work, he put on a brown pair of boots, gray T-shirt, blue overalls, and a green and white hat. Making the short walk next door, Joseph knocked on the door.
"Mrs. Lamb? Are you home?"

Several minutes passed and there was no reply. Joseph's searching blue eyes looked through the window, but could see nothing. He was starting to get a bit worried, hoping nothing was wrong. His son had insisted that he get an Android smartphone, so he had one with Ken's cell number programmed in just in case there was an emergency. It was hot outside, so Joseph removed his hat and wiped some sweat from his brow, revealing a full head of salt and pepper hair turning more aggressively toward salt. Putting his hat back on, he waited patiently for Mrs. Lamb to come to the door.

 

[Achillea-mura]

Jennifer had a longer night of throwing up into the sink; so when her alarm went off that morning for church, the avid church-goer decided to skip. When she heard the knock on the door that morning, she was on her side struggling to find some sort of rest from the long night she just had. But knowing the members of her congregation it was probably someone coming to check on her due to her absence. Groaning she decided she best get the door before they do something crazy. Some of the older ladies of her church have been known to overact, and the last thing she needed was the paramedics breaking down her door, Ken would have a fit when he returned home.

Rolling out of bed she did not bother to get any further dressed, she wore a skin tight black sleeveless night blouse and a pair of pink satin shorts that came only just below her asscheeks. They were a very comfortable way to sleep, and had Jennifer thought about it more she would have realized they were not exactly the most decent of clothes to answer the door with. Her large breasts were stiff as she stood up, almost painful as they were engorged with milk. It was miserable feeling this way… but not as miserable as feeling horny in an unfulfilled sense. Ken provided a great life for her, yet his constant business trips often mean he was not home to give her a good dick when the pregnant momma needed it. As she stepped towards the front door, she felt like she needed it allot.

“No….” She groaned to herself, feeling stiff, achy, sick, and horny at the same time.

Grasping the doorknob she only barely noticed her nipples shown right through her blouse, but Jennifer figured it wouldn’t matter as it was almost certainly one of the other women from her church. She opened the door wide to see who.

 

[True Grave]

Joseph was a bit surprised to see Mrs. Lamb when she opened the door. She was dressed in a black sleeveless night blouse that showed off her large breasts, and he could even see her prominent nipples through the material. She was also wearing a pair of pink satin shorts, which looked pretty short from where he was standing. Joseph noticed that she looked sick and her hair was a mess, so it was possible that she had just gotten out of bed. He felt a bit embarrassed seeing her like this, and cleared his throat as a slight blush appeared on his cheeks.
"Sorry to disturb you, Mrs. Lamb."

Joseph couldn't help but feel a bit aroused seeing her like this. He was an older man, but he was still sexually healthy with no ED or other problems. His wife had been a sexually active woman with him up until she got badly sick, and so it was a bit tough to adjust to having no woman around. Shaking these thoughts off, he looked into her eyes with a concerned look.
"You don't look well. Do you need a doctor or anything?"

 

[Achillea-mura]

Jen was oblivious to any sign of sexual promiscuity she was emitting. But as she gathered her senses there at the door, her breasts felt a bit stiff. Without thinking of her audience of one she now had, she put her hands on her breasts to try and massage them, hoping the pain would go away. But as the good old church fellow, Joseph stood there and asked if she was feeling alright, Jen realized what she was doing and quickly put her hands behind her back.

Then she noticed how much her nipples hurt, looking down they poked through her shirt so obviously. Getting a bit red in the face she turned around quickly and pretended to lead Joseph inside. Trying to think up an excuse for her strange behavior, her eyes dashed left and right till an answer came to her.

“Oh, I uh…. Just don’t feel too well.” She lead him deeper into the house. Of course, as she hardly was paying attention to her wardrobe her asscheeks were slipping out of her shorts so readily. “Well there is a sink in the master bathroom that is sort of leaking, can you look at that?” She looked over her shoulder and smiled at the older man.

 

[True Grave]

Joseph noticed that she started to massage her breasts at the door. He guessed that it was because they were probably sore, but the sight also kind of turned him on. She then seemed to notice her prominent nipples and turned away, leading him inside. Joseph went in and shut the door behind him, following her further into the house.
"Well, if you need a doctor, just let me know and I'll take you to the hospital."
Joseph then noticed that her ass cheeks were hanging out, and his cheeks turned red.

Mrs. Lamb then looked over her shoulder and said that a sink in the master bathroom was leaking and asked if he could look at it.
"Sure, no problem," he said, thankful for the distraction.
He went into the bathroom and saw that the faucet was dripping. Opening the cabinet doors, he looked under the sink.
"Oh, this is no problem. It just needs tightened a little bit."

Joseph went out to his truck and got his toolbox out of the bed before bringing it inside. Opening it, he selected a wrench and leaned under the counter. After tightening the screw, he looked up and saw that the faucet was no longer dripping.
"Easy as pie."
He turned to Mrs. Lamb, who was near the doorway.
"Is there anything else you would like me to check?"

 

[Achillea-mura]

Jen watched as the older man twisted the wrench around the pipes in such a brawny fashion. His muscles under his grey army hairs twitched as he strained to fix her bathroom sink. Unconsciously she bit her lip, her pregnant hormones getting the better of her as she thought of only her base instinct to breed. She was with child, and being as such Jen found that she craved a bit more attention from her husband than usual. Of course her husband rarely objected to this, but with him being gone it was a bit harder on the mommy to be. Jen’s own fingers and toys rarely did the trick that a warm cock could.

As he leaned over Jen admired Joseph’s handiness. He was much better with his hands than her husband was. It wasn’t a bad thing her hubby was a book smart guy, it certainly afforded them to have a nice house and for her to be a stay at home wife. But there was just something about a handy man that really called to Jen.

She shivered a bit as he turned back to her, her nipples hardening much to her dismay as they made her sore breasts ever more painful. Covering both her tits, that were ever so obvious under her shirt, with her arm she thought for another excuse to keep Mr. Wheeler around.

“Um well….” She looked around for a second. Jen did not want to stop ogling so she was resolved to find some busy work for him.
“I know it’s a bit hot out…. But can you check our pool drain? Its just out back on the patio on the south end of the pool.” She smiled as if she was so gracious to him for doing all of this.

 

[True Grave]

Joseph smiled and nodded.
"Sure thing. You never want them to get clogged, as they can be very problematic to fix."
Taking his toolbox, he went out to the patio and toward the drain. There didn't seem to be any obvious clogs, but he looked closely and saw some crud deeper inside, which he cleaned out. After that, he grabbed a net and started to fish out some large bugs that had fallen in.

It was hot, so it didn't take long for him to work up a sweat. Removing his shirt, he felt much cooler. For an older man, Joseph was still in good shape, with a brawny chest and shoulders. He had some fat on his stomach, but he hadn't gone to pot at all. He attributed this to his active lifestyle as a young man. Taking the net, he continued cleaning out the pool.

 

[Achillea-mura]

Jen smiled as he agreed to clean the pool filter. Something made her want to have him stick around, and she seemed internally determined to have him stay as long as she could manage to do so. Letting him step out to the truck to grab his tools Jen stayed in the master bedroom where she could watch the pool deck from her window. There she sat on the bed as Mr. Wheeler began to clean, she again admired his work ethic and seasoned manliness. But as he seemed to get hotter and hotter, the sexy sweat pooling around his shirt, Jen could feel herself get warmer as well.

It was not long before she found herself touching between her legs as she sat on the bed peaking out the window at him. While she was usually resorted to watching porn and doing this since her husband had been away, she never thought that she would stoop so low as to watch the nice church going man work on her pool as she pleasured herself. It all began to make Jen feel guilty as she retracted her hand, but then Joseph pulled off his shirt, and Jen could feel herself shiver with excitement. She knew she was not going to be able to help herself, and she had an idea of how exactly she was going to not be able to help herself.

Moments later as Joe still worked to clean out the pool in all of his manly shirtless glory, Jen stepped out of the sliding glass door. But unlike before she appeared quite differently, wearing a teal bikini, its bottoms snug around the bottom of her baby bump and top tightly stuffed with her engorged breasts. In between was her cute and tight baby belly, a true sight to behold as she stepped towards the lounge chair just a few feet from where Joe was.

“Oh my gosh… its so hot out.” She carefully laid down on the lounge chair, not holing her thighs together, too warm in her womanhood to want to hide its plump ridge around her labia as it was guarded by only a thin piece of bathing suit.

 

[True Grave]

Joseph had fished probably the one hundredth bug out of the pool when Mrs. Lamb came to the patio. However, it seemed that she had changed into a teal bikini that did nothing to hide her assets. Her pregnant belly made the bottom tight, and he could swear he saw a bit of camel toe. Her bikini top was barely holding in her engorged breasts, and he had to admit that they looked sexy. Joseph wanted to peel that bikini off of her body, but he shook off such a sinful thought. He did his best to focus on his work as she came over to a lounge chair.

"Yes...It's very warm out."
When she laid down, he could see the ridge of her womanhood barely concealed behind her bikini bottom. It would be so easy to pull that aside and insert a finger into her wet depths to tease out pleasured moans from her. Joseph looked away, but Mrs. Lamb would know that he had been staring. It must have been the heat, but Joseph was feeling temptation toward the young lady. He hadn't been with a woman since his wife passed, and the hunger for a woman's touch was making it hard not to lust for Mrs. Lamb.

 

[Achillea-mura]

Thats is right Mr. Joseph take a look. She thought to herself satisfied as she knew he was faltering as his eyes wavered to looking at her. How couldn't he after all? She barely fit into this swimsuit a month ago, and now as her breasts grew she was surely near popping out of it. Jen just smiled at the thought of the firm older man cleaning her pool, watching him shirtless waiting on her.

Laying down on the lounger she watched him for the next several minutes, looking as his muscles contracted on his back and arms. She was not shy about watching him either, taking no steps to hide it.

Jen decided that a of this heat and hormones was driving her down a path, one that she could not help but take. Slowly she planted both feet on the deck of the pool, her legs spread as she lay back on the lounger. From a small nearby bottle she was dispense some tanning oil into her hand, rubbing it along her inner thighs as she watched Mr. Joseph. If he looked at her she would smile, not hiding the fact her legs were spread in such an indecent way, only a thin piece of cloth leaving little to the imagination as a portion of her lower lips may have peaked around the fabric.

 

[True Grave]

Joseph tried to focus on cleaning the pool, not wanting to be tempted further. Jennifer was a married woman, and her husband was trusting him to take care of her while he was away. It would have been wrong to take advantage of his trust, wrong to covet his neighbor's wife. His pastor had warned of sins of the flesh, and he knew that he should resist the temptation and walk the right path. Honestly, he should leave right now and just get away from the temptation. Removing himself from the situation was the right thing to do.

The temptation was strong, however, and his eyes wandered over to Mrs. Lamb. She was watching him quite intently, making no effort to hide it. Then, before his eyes, she spread her legs obscenely and began rubbing tanning oil along her inner thighs. She saw him watching and smiled at him, doing nothing to change her position. It was absolutely clear now that she was doing this on purpose, trying to tempt him with her body. Her breasts were almost popping out of her top, her vagina was almost exposed, and all the while she kept rubbing that lotion onto her thighs.

Joseph was feeling the agony of lust even more strongly now. It had been a long time since his hands had touched a woman's body, and Mrs. Lamb seemed to long to be touched. So much of him wanted to rub that tanning lotion all over her body. He was in a mental tug of war as part of him argued it was wrong and part of him didn't care. Joseph felt like he should turn his back on her, that maybe if he did what was happening right now could still be stopped. But he couldn't move and had even stopped cleaning the pool, his eyes glued to Mrs. Lamb and her hypnotic sexual pull.

 

[Achillea-mura]

Jen saw that Jospeh had stopped cleaning the pull at the sight of her rubbing tanning oil over her inner thighs. At the very least it showed he was interested, a male in wait to try and spread his genes on a helpless female. Too bad though she was already breeding, but that didn't stop the thirst she saw in Joseph's eye. Jen knew that if he really objected that he would have left by now, the ostensible christian men who acted as if their cocks were truncated would. But Jen had this one in her grasps, and now she had only to wonder why she was doing all of this.

Was she enjoying just teasing an older man or did she actually want him to come over and possess her carnally. His wife passed long ago, and unless he was servicing the young adults women's prayer group she didn't think he was getting much in the way of sub-40 year old pussy. Jen only needed to test her own waters to see if she really wanted to be stiffed right now.

Feigning that she would even try to rub oil on her back in her state, Jen wimpeted cutely as her arm would not reach around behind her back. Giggling she looked over to joseph again and gave him a radiant smile.

"Joe… can you… help me?" She held the tanning oil out for him.

 

[True Grave]

Joseph felt his heart quicken as she invited him to rub tanning oil on her back. He was not a naive man, and knew well what such things led to. When he was a much younger man, he had once had sex with his wife after rubbing tanning oil on her. This was the point of no return, and he would have to make a decision. Would he walk away and go home, avoiding the temptation of Mrs. Lamb? Or would he give in to temptation and go wherever it led?

Joseph had not had sex in a long time, and even though he was getting up there, he was not without carnal desires. Even though everything in his mind screamed that it was wrong, he gave in to temptation and approached her. The chance to have sex again was just too good to ignore. Who knew when it would come around again at his age?
"Of course, Mrs. Lamb," he said, taking the bottle from her.
Smearing the oil on his hands, he began rubbing it on her back when he could.

His hands touched all over the smooth skin of her back. His heart started pounding just by touching a woman, and he felt short of breath. His hands kneaded into her skin, almost instinctively knowing what she would like. His hands touched the bikini string, tempted to undo it and free her engorged breasts from captivity. But he dared not do that, not sure if that would be the right move. His hands had covered her back in the oil, but he continued to rub and massage her back with practiced hands.

 

[Achillea-mura]

Jen turned to her side, after all it was hard to be on her stomach too long as it was so large. She let him however continue to rub her back, the oil seeping into her pores as Jen lavished in such heavenly treatment. As he rubbed her however she could easily tell he was nervous, perhaps she was leading on too quickly for the old man, she after all did not want to scare him off, and she also quite enjoyed the teasing aspect of this.

Looking up at Mr. Joe she gave him a long silent smile as she watched him rub her. She even threw in a pleasurable moan to entice the scene.

"Mmm this feels so good." She grabbed Joe's hand and moved it to the lower part of her pregnant stomach. "Rub my stomach too, I need to keep this baby bump tan and healthy too.

While she waited for him to start giving some loving to her stomach she removed the bikini straps from her shoulders and let them dangle on her arms.

"Can't have bad tan lines either." She he-he'ed.

 

[True Grave]

Joseph was more than a little nervous as he rubbed the oil into her back. Thoughts of how he shouldn't be doing this kept racing through his mind like NASCAR. Even so, his strong hands kneaded into her soft skin with practiced strength. His wife used to love going to the beach and he got good at rubbing the lotion in. As she moved his hands to her pregnant stomach, however, his own stomach dropped. The alarms in his head were going off, urging him to run away.

However, her enticing moan rooted him in place. His cock got hard and he gulped. When was the last time he had been hard? A year ago? Longer? The sudden sexual response left him sweating and he didn't quite know what to do.

No, that wasn't true. He knew what to do, and what he wanted to do. Joseph wanted to do things his church would never approve of. His mouth went dry as her bikini straps fell from her shoulders. Joseph felt naughty in a way he hadn't for years.
"You'll get tan lines of you leave your bikini bottoms on, too."

 

[Achillea-mura]

"My bottoms?..."

Jen couldn't believe Joe would go so far as to suggest such a thing. She figured the innocent old man would get a bit touchy during this encounter but in all her flirting she thought him pretty harmless. Had she thought about initiating herself? Yes, but she felt Joe would be to afraid and reveal this to others, including her husband. His suggestion also began to put on a bit of regret for what she was doing, feeling his hands rub around her was very nice, but would this be too far?

She loved her husband, but she also had needs, perhaps she would just play this off and let Joe finish the massage, perhaps even he would want to come back for seconds one day.

Looking back Jen tried to hide a sharp gasp as she noticed the raging hard-on under his shorts, clearly he was not messing around and Jen had unlocked a part of the old man long neglected. As he rubbed her down she closed her eyes and let out a deep breath as she enjoyed very much Joe's attention. Jen however needed to play off his last question so he would maybe forget about his hardened cock.

"Uh… oh, I'm sure I'll be fine, I don't tan much down there anyways." She smiled at him nervously.

 

[True Grave]

Joe shook his head.
"No, if you want an even tan, it's best to ditch them. I learned that long ago."
Joe gently slid her bikini bottoms off and undid her top. Tossing them aside, Jen was now naked and he loved that.
"Allow me."

Taking some tanning oil, he started to rub her mound with it. There was no hesitation and no force. Finding her clit, he rubbed it in small circles. Joseph groaned as his other hand groped her right breast. Joseph had been a stud when he was younger, though that side of him had been neglected after his wife got sick. She brought out a sexual side of him, and now there was no turning back.