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"Hey," Kelley said in between bites of her crepes suzette dessert, "I love you so much." She smiled at her partner.
"I know," Olivia replied with a loving look back, having already stopped eating due to getting full more quickly than her fiancée, "this has been a wonderful night."
Having met at their first jobs at an advertising agency just after college, Kelley and Olivia became quick friends, and after breaking up with her boyfriend of three years, Kelley had made the choice to explore her sexuality and date a woman, finally deciding it was time to explore a relationship with someone she felt such a strong connection to, even if her own gender. Olivia had put no pressure on Kelley, but made clear her feelings soon after Kelley became single. Appreciating that in these days there was less societal stigma on same-sex dating, Kelley took the chance and hadn't looked back after 4 years together with Olivia.
Now 26 and becoming increasingly settled with her fiancée and impending married life, Kelley had lapsed in some her old routines. Olivia, having left the ad agency and found a new opportunity at a growing software startup, was more of the bread-winner of the two, often pampering her soon-to-be wife, still working her desk job at the ad agency. While moderately active at both her local indoor rock climbing facility and dance classes, Kelley had slacked in her fitness and had seen her weight increase over the past 4 years from a relatively-trim 135lbs to her current curvier weight of 168lbs. At 5'7", the weight was evident, with the brunt of the weight going to her hips and growing potbelly.
On a normal day, Kelley's belly stuck out round-and-proud if she were to wear a t-shirt, which in her relaxed work dress code was a regular occurrence, still keeping multiple Star Wars and band t-shirts mixed in with her more modern, eclectic wardrobe. More recently, that was becoming increasingly difficult to achieve, opting to wear baggier or unbuttoned blouses with her shirts to not draw attention to her now-larger midsection. This night was not a normal day, though, as Kelley and Olivia were out a French restaurant downtown to celebrate their fourth anniversary, their last before they married in a few months in the Fall. Finishing up her crepes suzette, which was the fourth dish of a four-course dinner (in which Kelley ate most of the appetizer and all of the dessert) and two bottles of wine in between the two of them, Kelley's tight olive-colored dress was now struggling to hold in her stuffed, protruding belly, her food baby giving her the appearance of an expectant mother well into her second trimester. Olivia, the smaller of the pair at 5'5" and 130lbs, was more than okay with her partner's curvier figure, and appreciated how voracious her partner was tonight, as she was looking forward to an eventful night back home and was growing more and more fond of Kelley's growing body.
After finishing up dessert and Olivia calling for the check (Kelley slunk back in her chair, content, with a hand rubbing her distended belly), the pair put on their jackets and began to make their way back home. A few blocks from the restaurant, with her hand around Kelley's expanded waist, a small shop caught Olivia's eye. A Middle Eastern shop with a cheap neon sign, amongst other cheap neon signs, that read "belly dancing outfits" was wedged between another "premium" coffee chain store and a local bookstore, and neither Kelley nor Olivia had seen this shop before, but Olivia knew that one of Kelley's dance classes she regularly took was belly dance, and she thought tonight of all nights would be an excellent night to have Kelley try on a new outfit and bring home for some bedroom entertainment. They made their way across the street and into the dimly-lit shop, the bell ringing as they entered.
Inside the shop was an empty checkout-counter, and aisles of artwork, clothing, and other goods with various prices next to them. As Kelley and Olivia looked around at the dresses, a middle-aged shopkeep made his way over an introduced himself as the owner, with a mix of a British-Middle Eastern accent, "Hello, my lovely ladies, what can I help with you?"
Olivia answered as Kelley continued browsing, "It's our anniversary, and I'd love to find my partner a new belly dancing outfit."
"Anniversary? Partner? ... Ahhh! You two are to be married! Blessings, many blessings. That is lovely to see in America!" The shopkeeper eagerly replied.
"Would you be able to help us find something traditional? I'm not sure what the style usually calls for." Olivia asked.
"Yes, yes, I will help," the shopkeeper said, looking at Kelley browsing. "You, please, came over here, let me get a good look at you," he then said, grabbing Kelley by the wrist and bring her to a more open area.
Kelley stood mostly still, somewhat awkwardly , as the strange shopkeep walked around her, sizing her up. "Yes, my lady, you have lovely body for belly dancing!" the shopkeep commented laughing as he patted Kelley on her engorged belly.
She giggled back at his touch, "Oh, well, my belly's not normally like this."
"Ahh, I see, so you are currently with c***d?" the shopkeep asked, looking down at the round belly pressing against Kelley's dress.
"No, no, no, no, no," Kelley quickly replied, "we've just come from dinner!"
"Still a fine belly indeed!" the shopkeep said. "I will need you to take off your dress in order to properly size you for belly dancing."
"Is- is that necessary?" Kelley asked.
"Yes, yes! In belly dance, you must be free, show your belly to the world!"
Olivia watched the exchange, knowing fair well that with the dress Kelley was wearing tonight, she was not wearing a bra. As Kelley looked over at Olivia for reassurance, Olivia became transfixed, imagining a topless Kelley belly dancing for her in their condo they shared. She then made eye contact with Kelley and said, "It's okay, I'm here, this will be a fun story for us."
Kelley mouthed back "okay" before she grabbed the bottom of her dress and began to pull the dress over her head. As it was a tighter dress to begin with, when she tried to lift it over her belly, it became a more difficult endeavor, but she eventually succeeded taking her dress off, leaving her topless in the shop wearing nothing but her thin white panties. She also took her shoes off to get into the true belly dancing mindset. Barefoot and pregnant-looking, Kelley stood patiently, as Olivia was in awe at how gravid her bloated fiancée looked, yet at the same time she was incredibly turned on at Kelley's curves.
The shopkeep clapped, wide-eyed and happy that his customers were obliging, and browsed for a few moments before grabbing a costume off the rack. He grabbed a skirt and a top and had Kelley try them on. "Please, show me how you have learned to dance," he instructed. Kelley began swaying her hips and undulating her belly as best she could, Olivia still in awe, and the shopkeeper focusing intently on her belly and breasts.
"Yes, you have learned well! But that top. no, no, that top is not right. Too tight. Take it off." Kelley did as instructed and took the top off. He then stepped slightly to her side, placed a hand on each side of Kelley's rounded belly, and instructed slightly more forcefully "Go on, roll your belly, show me how you dance so we know what costume you need." Kelley quickly looked back at Olivia again, who simply shrugged her shoulders, urging her to continue.
Kelley began to roll her belly again, gently swaying her hips with the shopskeep she met 20 minutes ago keeping his hands on the sides of her belly. Her breasts, larger than they've ever been in her life at 36D, swayed in front of the shopkeep's face. "Yes, very nice," he commented. He looked up from her undulating belly to her breasts for more than a brief moment, then walked behind her, grabbing with each hand the spots where her hips curved to meet her rounded belly. As Kelley continued to dance, it appeared as if the shopkeep was applying the a bit of pressure, rubbing the sides of Kelley's belly as it curved in and out. He pushed the skirt slightly down further on her hips, and Kelley then stopped rolling her belly, but the shopkeep moved his hands back up and continued rubbing, to Kelley's simultaneously confusion and slight arousal. He moved his hand to her front, barely putting his finger in Kelley's navel, commenting "What a nice, soft belly you have." As he sensually rubbed Kelley's midsection, she closed her eyes and leaned back ever so slightly.
The shopkeep walked back around to Kelley's front, noticing the content, silent look on her face, and reached to grab both of her exposed breasts. He took them in his hands, rubbing, weighing, almost inspecting them, kneading them, like fruit being inspected for ripeness. Kelley's nipples were erect, and the shopkeep was keen to pinch and twist one of them.
"Yes, a fine belly... and what lovely melons you have! They will make much milk when you are blessed with c***d." Kelley began to breathe slightly more heavily, wondering what the shopkeep was getting at being so forward. It was at that point that the shopkeep leaned forward and began sucking on one of Kelley's nipples. At that statement, Olivia began to imagine that it was her instead of the shopkeep, her finacée far along pregnant, tits engorged, sucking on Kelley's lactating breasts, the sweet milk filling her up as she guzzled it down.
As the shopkeep sucked Kelley's nipple, Olivia realized that her own nipples were erect and poking through her blouse, aroused at this strange man groping and stimulating Kelley, with both their consent and silent approval. Olivia could see that she shopkeep was also incredibly aroused, seeing a large bulge in his pants as he attended to Kelley's breasts and moved himself closer to Kelley.
The shopkeep moved a hand down to Kelley's costume and panties, pushing both items of clothing below her wide hips down her soft, slim legs, finally pulling his mouth away from her nipple. "No panties in proper belly dancing, girl," he muttered, as she stepped out of her panties and costume.
Standing fully naked in front of her fiancée and the shopkeep, Kelley felt freedom, confusion, and extreme arousal all at once. This random man had a massive erection in his pants that he was gently rubbing, and Olivia was looking on with a watchful eye that looked like she was waiting to see what happened next. Kelley was sure Olivia would put a stop to this before things got too far, but so far this man had rubbed her belly, sucked on her tits, and stripped her naked without any type of resistance by her fiancée, or herself. The pressure of her food baby, the slight amount of wine, the sexiness she usually felt while dancing; none of this in her mind was telling her to stop. Her recent feeling of fullness had been replaced by a sense of womanliness, voluptuousness, strong femininity; she felt like a fertility goddess.
"Dance for me, one more time, girl," the shopkeeper instructed with a more firm tone than before. Kelley again undulating her belly in the traditional style. The shopkeep moved behind Kelley, and began rubbing and kneading her ass and hips. As he did so, Kelley began rubbing her belly and grabbing at her tits, deviating from what would be traditional belly dancing. "Yes, you dance very well." The shopkeep motioned Kelley towards a sofa that was in the shop, a small distance away. Olivia followed, warring within herself whether she wanted to stop what was happening or to see her soon-to-be bride ravished by this random man, but all she could do was stare with the utmost attention at her naked, bloated fiancée.
As Kelley continued to touch herself in a way that would barely be considered belly dancing at this point, the shopkeep finally turned his head back at Olivia and barked, "You, watch! I am going to fuck your woman!" He took off his pants, exposing the 10" cock he had been concealing, almost as large as Olivia's wrist. He moved a hand to Kelley's back and bent her over the arm of the sofa, giving him and Olivia a good look at her wet, engorged pussy. As he entered her, Kelley's face gave an expression of surprise and sheer pleasure. As she continued dancing, inch after inch of cock was sinking into her pussy, and briefly stated, "Ahhh, now this is dancing."
As she hadn't taken anything other than a fingers or a dildo in nearly 4.5 years, Kelley was struggling to fit him entirely in with ease. "Ohhhhhh! Be gentle, it's too big!" she groaned.
"You girl, get over here," the shopkeep demanded on Olivia. She rushed over, not feeling afraid but eager and aroused. "Grab my cock, help me fill your woman." Olivia got down on her knees, and cautiously grabbed the cock in one hand, the first since her early college years. She felt the pulsing heat, and helped guide it further into her fiancée's pussy. As Kelley groaned further, Olivia was worried about hurting her. Her face was directly in front of Kelley's belly, swollen with a food baby from their anniversary dinner, which despite them leaving the restaurant only 45 minutes ago felt like an eternity. Olivia wrapped her arm around the other side of Kelley's belly, rubbing it maternally. As Kelley was being fucked doggy style by the unnamed shopkeep, Olivia saw how tightly the man was gripping Kelley's hip, as another hand reached for Kelley's belly. Olivia looked towards her fiancée, seeing the aroused nipples on her flopping tits first, moved her head close, and quickly began sucking on a nipple, herself. Kelley looked to her side, made as good of eye contact as she could with Olivia, and heard Olivia whisper into her ear "I love you" as Olivia released the swollen nipple and kissed her fiancée the cheek.
At first, the shopkeep was fucking Kelley with slower, rhythmic thrusts, but as he gripped on her hips and sides of her round belly, he began to pick up the pace as Kelley headed closer and closer towards ecstasy. Despite being at her heaviest weight and having filled herself on four courses at dinner, Kelley barely felt fullness, only pleasure, and with one hand holding her body up on the sofa, she squeezed her tits, and rubbed her belly. She felt plenty of pressure as she pushed into her stomach, telling her improptu-lover, "God, I can feel your cock, here," as she honed in on exactly where his hard cock was hitting her cervix.
"Yes, girl, I am deep in your belly!" the shopkeep said as he also rubbed and squeezed against the apex of her rounded tummy. "Just wait, I am going to fill your belly with my seed!"
While Kelley was experiencing bliss, Olivia began to realize the gravity of the situation: her fiancée, her partner, Kelley, was not only being fucked by someone other than her for the first time in the 4 years since they've been together, but she was being fucked by a man who had every intention of impregnating her. And the most exhilarating part is that not only did Olivia not considering this cheating, she was at this point partially okay with Kelley getting knocked up, tonight, three months before their wedding. She chimed in to the situation, "No, she hasn't used protection in four years! She might be fertile right now!"
Hearing her fiancée describe her as "fertile" set Kelley on another level. She moaned louder than she had in the last few minutes of being fucked, the sense of feeling like a fertility goddess higher than ever, after hearing her fiancée's words. But it sounded like maybe Olivia was protesting, finally. Kelley didn't know exactly how she felt right now, but she felt an orgasm coming on, and she knew she wanted to keep getting fucked like that. "Fuck me!" Kelley yelled in pleasure. "Fuck me, fuck me hard, just keep fucking me!"
"Good girl!" the shopkeep grunted as he fucked Kelley further. Her round belly and full breasts swayed underneath her, nearly touching the sofa.
Olivia finally hit breaking point. "... Do it. Fill her up. Fill her belly!" she said as she slapped the side of Kelley's full belly, eliciting another sexual moan. "Fill her with that baby batter." Olivia undid the belt on her pants and began to finger herself. "I want you to make her belly big with your baby. I want her to walk down the aisle, knowing she has a baby growing inside her belly." Olivia and Kelley had talked about k**s in the future, but the timing and 'who' would be the father of their future c***d had never been determined, at least not until lust-filled point. The thought of a Kelley's belly swelling this large again, not with a food baby but with a real baby, a full, round pregnant belly, was sending Olivia into overdrive.
With Olivia's words, Kelley knew her fate was sealed.
"Yes! Knock me up! Oh God, fill my womb with your cum!" Kelley screamed, nearing orgasm. She could feel the shopkeep's cock throbbing, ready to cum as well.
"Yes, girl, tell me you want my seed and I will fill your belly!" the shopkeep was barely holding back now.
"Give me your seed! Shoot your cum in my belly! I need it, I crave it! Get me pregnant! Please! Please! I need to be pregnant right n- ohhhhhhhhhhh!" Kelley screamed as she climaxed. Olivia was similarly pushed over the edge hearing Kelley's screams and she vigorously rubbed her pussy. The shopkeep pushed deep for one final thrust, exploding inside Kelley with a creampie that seemed to last for minutes. If Kelley weren't so full of food, she'd feel full of cum.
4.5 years ago, Kelley had fucked an ex-boyfriend for the last time, 22 years old and on birth control, taking his load while in the back of her mind feeling that the relationship was failing and the sex couldn't fix it, swearing off men altogether. Today, 26 and engaged, she was being fucked by another man while her female partner and fiancée not only watched on but actively encouraged her impregnation.
The shopkeep pulled out of Kelley with a subtle 'plop', cum slowly dripping down her leg. Kelley slouched over the sofa, inching her way down the sofa so that she could lay down, finally laying on her side, caressing her food- and cum-stuffed belly. The shopkeep walked over to Kelley, patted her belly, and stuck his still-hard dick in her face. Not missing a beat from her college days, Kelley sucked on his cock to clean off all the remaining cum. Once satisfied with her cleaning, the shopkeep picked up the costume, grabbed Olivia by the wrist, and brought her to the register, not even bothering to put his own pants back on.
As the shopkeep stepped behind the register, Olivia was struggling to button her pants as she was herself disheveled, and overheard him say, "You want the costume? I give you 50% discount." Wanting to relive this night with Kelley in their own home, Olivia agreed to the deal. And the shopkeep continued on, "I have filled your woman's belly, like you asked. If she is not with c***d, she come back. I will fill your belly with my seed next time, too." The shopkeep reached over the counter and patted Olivia's flat tummy. Olivia never really thought about herself pregnant, only the curvier, more feminine Kelley. Glancing back to her fiancée, lying on the sofa with her eyes closed, rubbing her full belly in slow circles, wondering what it would feel like to be so gravid and filled, Olivia could only reply to the shopkeep, "Maybe next time," with a smirk on her face.
Olivia walked over to Kelley, helped her put on her panties and her dress, and helped her stand up -- not an easy task as she was still regaining her energy in her legs and had the lingering food baby messing with her center of gravity. As they left the shop, they decided to call an Uber instead of making the walk back to their condo, as they were both too out of energy for the trip. Once back home the couple began talking about what just occurred, as what had started as a post-dinner shopping excursion turned into a full-on sexual adventure that potentially left one of them pregnant.
"That was the sexiest fucking thing I have ever seen," Olivia said as soon as they got in the door. "What did you think he asked you to take your dress off?"
"I was nervous! You knew I wasn't wearing a bra, I thought you would've said something." Kelley fell back in the middle of their couch, her hands rubbing both sides of her full belly, still quite distended despite the recent fucking.
"I don't know, I thought it would be kinky... I've never seen you naked in front of a man before, and there was no other way for you to try on a costume." Olivia sat on the couch and leaned over against Kelley's shoulder, also rubbing her belly.
"This was different. I feel so free in my classes, and when you nodded to go on, I just went with it. I was so full from dinner, I was more self-conscious about that than having my tits out in that shop!"
"Well, I happen to like your belly. We both know that you've put on some weight over the last few years, you already know my hands go straight to your hips and stomach," Olivia added as she kissed Kelley on the cheek.
"Well I was walking around in the shop with a massive food baby, I didn't even have to push my belly out to make it look big. I had a hard time trying to dance!"
"At some point you must've known he wasn't looking for you to just try on the costume and dance..." Olivia moved her hands to Kelley's shoulders.
"When he started to rub my belly, I was getting a little excited... he hit the spot right near my hips that you get so well," Kelley added as Olivia intensified the shoulder massage more. "When he starting grabbing at my tits, I for sure thought you'd put a stop to it... Then he started sucking..." Kelley's eyes closed.
"And he took off your panties..." Olivia continue the recollection.
"Then he took off my panties, and I was standing there naked with my belly and tits hanging out. I knew he was going to try to fuck me..."
"I thought so too. He led you to the couch, and I really wanted to put a stop to it... But I saw how turned on you looked, I knew how turned on I was, I'd never wanted to see you taken by a man before, but you just looked... like a goddess!" Olivia's hand moved under Kelley's dress. "I had to let him take you."
Kelley's breathing picked up again. Olivia's fingers penetrated Kelley and were covered in some of the residual cum. "God... It felt so good when he entered me..." Kelley started softly moaning. She moved in to kiss Olivia, passionately. "You encouraged him, too. Part of me wanted you to stop it, but part of my want you to let it continue. Then you wanted him to get me pregnant." Kelley and Olivia continued their foreplay, Olivia taking her fingers out of Kelley's pussy and putting them in Kelley's mouth, having her suck the remaining cum off her hand. Kelley then kissed Olivia back and shoved her tongue in Olivia's mouth, having a back and forth with their tongues that was ramping things up.
"I knew he wanted to knock you up. When you were trying on the costume, I saw a picture of a pregnant belly dancer on his wall. I wonder if that was his doing, as well..." Olivia added. "I saw hiw sexy you looked after dinner tonight, something just took over me."
"... I think I wanted it too. He made me feel things no one other than you has made me feel," Kelley confessed.
"Well, if you're not pregnant tonight, he's welcomed us both back for a round two."
Kelley smiled, looking down at her belly, and back at Olivia.
"I know," Olivia replied with a loving look back, having already stopped eating due to getting full more quickly than her fiancée, "this has been a wonderful night."
Having met at their first jobs at an advertising agency just after college, Kelley and Olivia became quick friends, and after breaking up with her boyfriend of three years, Kelley had made the choice to explore her sexuality and date a woman, finally deciding it was time to explore a relationship with someone she felt such a strong connection to, even if her own gender. Olivia had put no pressure on Kelley, but made clear her feelings soon after Kelley became single. Appreciating that in these days there was less societal stigma on same-sex dating, Kelley took the chance and hadn't looked back after 4 years together with Olivia.
Now 26 and becoming increasingly settled with her fiancée and impending married life, Kelley had lapsed in some her old routines. Olivia, having left the ad agency and found a new opportunity at a growing software startup, was more of the bread-winner of the two, often pampering her soon-to-be wife, still working her desk job at the ad agency. While moderately active at both her local indoor rock climbing facility and dance classes, Kelley had slacked in her fitness and had seen her weight increase over the past 4 years from a relatively-trim 135lbs to her current curvier weight of 168lbs. At 5'7", the weight was evident, with the brunt of the weight going to her hips and growing potbelly.
On a normal day, Kelley's belly stuck out round-and-proud if she were to wear a t-shirt, which in her relaxed work dress code was a regular occurrence, still keeping multiple Star Wars and band t-shirts mixed in with her more modern, eclectic wardrobe. More recently, that was becoming increasingly difficult to achieve, opting to wear baggier or unbuttoned blouses with her shirts to not draw attention to her now-larger midsection. This night was not a normal day, though, as Kelley and Olivia were out a French restaurant downtown to celebrate their fourth anniversary, their last before they married in a few months in the Fall. Finishing up her crepes suzette, which was the fourth dish of a four-course dinner (in which Kelley ate most of the appetizer and all of the dessert) and two bottles of wine in between the two of them, Kelley's tight olive-colored dress was now struggling to hold in her stuffed, protruding belly, her food baby giving her the appearance of an expectant mother well into her second trimester. Olivia, the smaller of the pair at 5'5" and 130lbs, was more than okay with her partner's curvier figure, and appreciated how voracious her partner was tonight, as she was looking forward to an eventful night back home and was growing more and more fond of Kelley's growing body.
After finishing up dessert and Olivia calling for the check (Kelley slunk back in her chair, content, with a hand rubbing her distended belly), the pair put on their jackets and began to make their way back home. A few blocks from the restaurant, with her hand around Kelley's expanded waist, a small shop caught Olivia's eye. A Middle Eastern shop with a cheap neon sign, amongst other cheap neon signs, that read "belly dancing outfits" was wedged between another "premium" coffee chain store and a local bookstore, and neither Kelley nor Olivia had seen this shop before, but Olivia knew that one of Kelley's dance classes she regularly took was belly dance, and she thought tonight of all nights would be an excellent night to have Kelley try on a new outfit and bring home for some bedroom entertainment. They made their way across the street and into the dimly-lit shop, the bell ringing as they entered.
Inside the shop was an empty checkout-counter, and aisles of artwork, clothing, and other goods with various prices next to them. As Kelley and Olivia looked around at the dresses, a middle-aged shopkeep made his way over an introduced himself as the owner, with a mix of a British-Middle Eastern accent, "Hello, my lovely ladies, what can I help with you?"
Olivia answered as Kelley continued browsing, "It's our anniversary, and I'd love to find my partner a new belly dancing outfit."
"Anniversary? Partner? ... Ahhh! You two are to be married! Blessings, many blessings. That is lovely to see in America!" The shopkeeper eagerly replied.
"Would you be able to help us find something traditional? I'm not sure what the style usually calls for." Olivia asked.
"Yes, yes, I will help," the shopkeeper said, looking at Kelley browsing. "You, please, came over here, let me get a good look at you," he then said, grabbing Kelley by the wrist and bring her to a more open area.
Kelley stood mostly still, somewhat awkwardly , as the strange shopkeep walked around her, sizing her up. "Yes, my lady, you have lovely body for belly dancing!" the shopkeep commented laughing as he patted Kelley on her engorged belly.
She giggled back at his touch, "Oh, well, my belly's not normally like this."
"Ahh, I see, so you are currently with c***d?" the shopkeep asked, looking down at the round belly pressing against Kelley's dress.
"No, no, no, no, no," Kelley quickly replied, "we've just come from dinner!"
"Still a fine belly indeed!" the shopkeep said. "I will need you to take off your dress in order to properly size you for belly dancing."
"Is- is that necessary?" Kelley asked.
"Yes, yes! In belly dance, you must be free, show your belly to the world!"
Olivia watched the exchange, knowing fair well that with the dress Kelley was wearing tonight, she was not wearing a bra. As Kelley looked over at Olivia for reassurance, Olivia became transfixed, imagining a topless Kelley belly dancing for her in their condo they shared. She then made eye contact with Kelley and said, "It's okay, I'm here, this will be a fun story for us."
Kelley mouthed back "okay" before she grabbed the bottom of her dress and began to pull the dress over her head. As it was a tighter dress to begin with, when she tried to lift it over her belly, it became a more difficult endeavor, but she eventually succeeded taking her dress off, leaving her topless in the shop wearing nothing but her thin white panties. She also took her shoes off to get into the true belly dancing mindset. Barefoot and pregnant-looking, Kelley stood patiently, as Olivia was in awe at how gravid her bloated fiancée looked, yet at the same time she was incredibly turned on at Kelley's curves.
The shopkeep clapped, wide-eyed and happy that his customers were obliging, and browsed for a few moments before grabbing a costume off the rack. He grabbed a skirt and a top and had Kelley try them on. "Please, show me how you have learned to dance," he instructed. Kelley began swaying her hips and undulating her belly as best she could, Olivia still in awe, and the shopkeeper focusing intently on her belly and breasts.
"Yes, you have learned well! But that top. no, no, that top is not right. Too tight. Take it off." Kelley did as instructed and took the top off. He then stepped slightly to her side, placed a hand on each side of Kelley's rounded belly, and instructed slightly more forcefully "Go on, roll your belly, show me how you dance so we know what costume you need." Kelley quickly looked back at Olivia again, who simply shrugged her shoulders, urging her to continue.
Kelley began to roll her belly again, gently swaying her hips with the shopskeep she met 20 minutes ago keeping his hands on the sides of her belly. Her breasts, larger than they've ever been in her life at 36D, swayed in front of the shopkeep's face. "Yes, very nice," he commented. He looked up from her undulating belly to her breasts for more than a brief moment, then walked behind her, grabbing with each hand the spots where her hips curved to meet her rounded belly. As Kelley continued to dance, it appeared as if the shopkeep was applying the a bit of pressure, rubbing the sides of Kelley's belly as it curved in and out. He pushed the skirt slightly down further on her hips, and Kelley then stopped rolling her belly, but the shopkeep moved his hands back up and continued rubbing, to Kelley's simultaneously confusion and slight arousal. He moved his hand to her front, barely putting his finger in Kelley's navel, commenting "What a nice, soft belly you have." As he sensually rubbed Kelley's midsection, she closed her eyes and leaned back ever so slightly.
The shopkeep walked back around to Kelley's front, noticing the content, silent look on her face, and reached to grab both of her exposed breasts. He took them in his hands, rubbing, weighing, almost inspecting them, kneading them, like fruit being inspected for ripeness. Kelley's nipples were erect, and the shopkeep was keen to pinch and twist one of them.
"Yes, a fine belly... and what lovely melons you have! They will make much milk when you are blessed with c***d." Kelley began to breathe slightly more heavily, wondering what the shopkeep was getting at being so forward. It was at that point that the shopkeep leaned forward and began sucking on one of Kelley's nipples. At that statement, Olivia began to imagine that it was her instead of the shopkeep, her finacée far along pregnant, tits engorged, sucking on Kelley's lactating breasts, the sweet milk filling her up as she guzzled it down.
As the shopkeep sucked Kelley's nipple, Olivia realized that her own nipples were erect and poking through her blouse, aroused at this strange man groping and stimulating Kelley, with both their consent and silent approval. Olivia could see that she shopkeep was also incredibly aroused, seeing a large bulge in his pants as he attended to Kelley's breasts and moved himself closer to Kelley.
The shopkeep moved a hand down to Kelley's costume and panties, pushing both items of clothing below her wide hips down her soft, slim legs, finally pulling his mouth away from her nipple. "No panties in proper belly dancing, girl," he muttered, as she stepped out of her panties and costume.
Standing fully naked in front of her fiancée and the shopkeep, Kelley felt freedom, confusion, and extreme arousal all at once. This random man had a massive erection in his pants that he was gently rubbing, and Olivia was looking on with a watchful eye that looked like she was waiting to see what happened next. Kelley was sure Olivia would put a stop to this before things got too far, but so far this man had rubbed her belly, sucked on her tits, and stripped her naked without any type of resistance by her fiancée, or herself. The pressure of her food baby, the slight amount of wine, the sexiness she usually felt while dancing; none of this in her mind was telling her to stop. Her recent feeling of fullness had been replaced by a sense of womanliness, voluptuousness, strong femininity; she felt like a fertility goddess.
"Dance for me, one more time, girl," the shopkeeper instructed with a more firm tone than before. Kelley again undulating her belly in the traditional style. The shopkeep moved behind Kelley, and began rubbing and kneading her ass and hips. As he did so, Kelley began rubbing her belly and grabbing at her tits, deviating from what would be traditional belly dancing. "Yes, you dance very well." The shopkeep motioned Kelley towards a sofa that was in the shop, a small distance away. Olivia followed, warring within herself whether she wanted to stop what was happening or to see her soon-to-be bride ravished by this random man, but all she could do was stare with the utmost attention at her naked, bloated fiancée.
As Kelley continued to touch herself in a way that would barely be considered belly dancing at this point, the shopkeep finally turned his head back at Olivia and barked, "You, watch! I am going to fuck your woman!" He took off his pants, exposing the 10" cock he had been concealing, almost as large as Olivia's wrist. He moved a hand to Kelley's back and bent her over the arm of the sofa, giving him and Olivia a good look at her wet, engorged pussy. As he entered her, Kelley's face gave an expression of surprise and sheer pleasure. As she continued dancing, inch after inch of cock was sinking into her pussy, and briefly stated, "Ahhh, now this is dancing."
As she hadn't taken anything other than a fingers or a dildo in nearly 4.5 years, Kelley was struggling to fit him entirely in with ease. "Ohhhhhh! Be gentle, it's too big!" she groaned.
"You girl, get over here," the shopkeep demanded on Olivia. She rushed over, not feeling afraid but eager and aroused. "Grab my cock, help me fill your woman." Olivia got down on her knees, and cautiously grabbed the cock in one hand, the first since her early college years. She felt the pulsing heat, and helped guide it further into her fiancée's pussy. As Kelley groaned further, Olivia was worried about hurting her. Her face was directly in front of Kelley's belly, swollen with a food baby from their anniversary dinner, which despite them leaving the restaurant only 45 minutes ago felt like an eternity. Olivia wrapped her arm around the other side of Kelley's belly, rubbing it maternally. As Kelley was being fucked doggy style by the unnamed shopkeep, Olivia saw how tightly the man was gripping Kelley's hip, as another hand reached for Kelley's belly. Olivia looked towards her fiancée, seeing the aroused nipples on her flopping tits first, moved her head close, and quickly began sucking on a nipple, herself. Kelley looked to her side, made as good of eye contact as she could with Olivia, and heard Olivia whisper into her ear "I love you" as Olivia released the swollen nipple and kissed her fiancée the cheek.
At first, the shopkeep was fucking Kelley with slower, rhythmic thrusts, but as he gripped on her hips and sides of her round belly, he began to pick up the pace as Kelley headed closer and closer towards ecstasy. Despite being at her heaviest weight and having filled herself on four courses at dinner, Kelley barely felt fullness, only pleasure, and with one hand holding her body up on the sofa, she squeezed her tits, and rubbed her belly. She felt plenty of pressure as she pushed into her stomach, telling her improptu-lover, "God, I can feel your cock, here," as she honed in on exactly where his hard cock was hitting her cervix.
"Yes, girl, I am deep in your belly!" the shopkeep said as he also rubbed and squeezed against the apex of her rounded tummy. "Just wait, I am going to fill your belly with my seed!"
While Kelley was experiencing bliss, Olivia began to realize the gravity of the situation: her fiancée, her partner, Kelley, was not only being fucked by someone other than her for the first time in the 4 years since they've been together, but she was being fucked by a man who had every intention of impregnating her. And the most exhilarating part is that not only did Olivia not considering this cheating, she was at this point partially okay with Kelley getting knocked up, tonight, three months before their wedding. She chimed in to the situation, "No, she hasn't used protection in four years! She might be fertile right now!"
Hearing her fiancée describe her as "fertile" set Kelley on another level. She moaned louder than she had in the last few minutes of being fucked, the sense of feeling like a fertility goddess higher than ever, after hearing her fiancée's words. But it sounded like maybe Olivia was protesting, finally. Kelley didn't know exactly how she felt right now, but she felt an orgasm coming on, and she knew she wanted to keep getting fucked like that. "Fuck me!" Kelley yelled in pleasure. "Fuck me, fuck me hard, just keep fucking me!"
"Good girl!" the shopkeep grunted as he fucked Kelley further. Her round belly and full breasts swayed underneath her, nearly touching the sofa.
Olivia finally hit breaking point. "... Do it. Fill her up. Fill her belly!" she said as she slapped the side of Kelley's full belly, eliciting another sexual moan. "Fill her with that baby batter." Olivia undid the belt on her pants and began to finger herself. "I want you to make her belly big with your baby. I want her to walk down the aisle, knowing she has a baby growing inside her belly." Olivia and Kelley had talked about k**s in the future, but the timing and 'who' would be the father of their future c***d had never been determined, at least not until lust-filled point. The thought of a Kelley's belly swelling this large again, not with a food baby but with a real baby, a full, round pregnant belly, was sending Olivia into overdrive.
With Olivia's words, Kelley knew her fate was sealed.
"Yes! Knock me up! Oh God, fill my womb with your cum!" Kelley screamed, nearing orgasm. She could feel the shopkeep's cock throbbing, ready to cum as well.
"Yes, girl, tell me you want my seed and I will fill your belly!" the shopkeep was barely holding back now.
"Give me your seed! Shoot your cum in my belly! I need it, I crave it! Get me pregnant! Please! Please! I need to be pregnant right n- ohhhhhhhhhhh!" Kelley screamed as she climaxed. Olivia was similarly pushed over the edge hearing Kelley's screams and she vigorously rubbed her pussy. The shopkeep pushed deep for one final thrust, exploding inside Kelley with a creampie that seemed to last for minutes. If Kelley weren't so full of food, she'd feel full of cum.
4.5 years ago, Kelley had fucked an ex-boyfriend for the last time, 22 years old and on birth control, taking his load while in the back of her mind feeling that the relationship was failing and the sex couldn't fix it, swearing off men altogether. Today, 26 and engaged, she was being fucked by another man while her female partner and fiancée not only watched on but actively encouraged her impregnation.
The shopkeep pulled out of Kelley with a subtle 'plop', cum slowly dripping down her leg. Kelley slouched over the sofa, inching her way down the sofa so that she could lay down, finally laying on her side, caressing her food- and cum-stuffed belly. The shopkeep walked over to Kelley, patted her belly, and stuck his still-hard dick in her face. Not missing a beat from her college days, Kelley sucked on his cock to clean off all the remaining cum. Once satisfied with her cleaning, the shopkeep picked up the costume, grabbed Olivia by the wrist, and brought her to the register, not even bothering to put his own pants back on.
As the shopkeep stepped behind the register, Olivia was struggling to button her pants as she was herself disheveled, and overheard him say, "You want the costume? I give you 50% discount." Wanting to relive this night with Kelley in their own home, Olivia agreed to the deal. And the shopkeep continued on, "I have filled your woman's belly, like you asked. If she is not with c***d, she come back. I will fill your belly with my seed next time, too." The shopkeep reached over the counter and patted Olivia's flat tummy. Olivia never really thought about herself pregnant, only the curvier, more feminine Kelley. Glancing back to her fiancée, lying on the sofa with her eyes closed, rubbing her full belly in slow circles, wondering what it would feel like to be so gravid and filled, Olivia could only reply to the shopkeep, "Maybe next time," with a smirk on her face.
Olivia walked over to Kelley, helped her put on her panties and her dress, and helped her stand up -- not an easy task as she was still regaining her energy in her legs and had the lingering food baby messing with her center of gravity. As they left the shop, they decided to call an Uber instead of making the walk back to their condo, as they were both too out of energy for the trip. Once back home the couple began talking about what just occurred, as what had started as a post-dinner shopping excursion turned into a full-on sexual adventure that potentially left one of them pregnant.
"That was the sexiest fucking thing I have ever seen," Olivia said as soon as they got in the door. "What did you think he asked you to take your dress off?"
"I was nervous! You knew I wasn't wearing a bra, I thought you would've said something." Kelley fell back in the middle of their couch, her hands rubbing both sides of her full belly, still quite distended despite the recent fucking.
"I don't know, I thought it would be kinky... I've never seen you naked in front of a man before, and there was no other way for you to try on a costume." Olivia sat on the couch and leaned over against Kelley's shoulder, also rubbing her belly.
"This was different. I feel so free in my classes, and when you nodded to go on, I just went with it. I was so full from dinner, I was more self-conscious about that than having my tits out in that shop!"
"Well, I happen to like your belly. We both know that you've put on some weight over the last few years, you already know my hands go straight to your hips and stomach," Olivia added as she kissed Kelley on the cheek.
"Well I was walking around in the shop with a massive food baby, I didn't even have to push my belly out to make it look big. I had a hard time trying to dance!"
"At some point you must've known he wasn't looking for you to just try on the costume and dance..." Olivia moved her hands to Kelley's shoulders.
"When he started to rub my belly, I was getting a little excited... he hit the spot right near my hips that you get so well," Kelley added as Olivia intensified the shoulder massage more. "When he starting grabbing at my tits, I for sure thought you'd put a stop to it... Then he started sucking..." Kelley's eyes closed.
"And he took off your panties..." Olivia continue the recollection.
"Then he took off my panties, and I was standing there naked with my belly and tits hanging out. I knew he was going to try to fuck me..."
"I thought so too. He led you to the couch, and I really wanted to put a stop to it... But I saw how turned on you looked, I knew how turned on I was, I'd never wanted to see you taken by a man before, but you just looked... like a goddess!" Olivia's hand moved under Kelley's dress. "I had to let him take you."
Kelley's breathing picked up again. Olivia's fingers penetrated Kelley and were covered in some of the residual cum. "God... It felt so good when he entered me..." Kelley started softly moaning. She moved in to kiss Olivia, passionately. "You encouraged him, too. Part of me wanted you to stop it, but part of my want you to let it continue. Then you wanted him to get me pregnant." Kelley and Olivia continued their foreplay, Olivia taking her fingers out of Kelley's pussy and putting them in Kelley's mouth, having her suck the remaining cum off her hand. Kelley then kissed Olivia back and shoved her tongue in Olivia's mouth, having a back and forth with their tongues that was ramping things up.
"I knew he wanted to knock you up. When you were trying on the costume, I saw a picture of a pregnant belly dancer on his wall. I wonder if that was his doing, as well..." Olivia added. "I saw hiw sexy you looked after dinner tonight, something just took over me."
"... I think I wanted it too. He made me feel things no one other than you has made me feel," Kelley confessed.
"Well, if you're not pregnant tonight, he's welcomed us both back for a round two."
Kelley smiled, looking down at her belly, and back at Olivia.
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