A pleasurable pregnancy

As Neha Patel laid back in bed in the evening after another beautiful autumn sunset, with

her pregnancy nearing an end she couldn’t help but reflect on the experience thus far. It

had been surprising to her how enjoyable it had been. Pregnancy was not something she’d

looked forward to nor something she’d dreaded, but simply a fact of life for her.

She was expected to marry and start a family with her husband, a man her family had

chosen for her named Seva. That was exactly what she’d intended to do, marrying him not

just willingly but enthusiastically. The wedding had gone off without any issues, as both

their families had intended, and the couple had acted much as everyone expected them

to. Neha found Seva to be much as she had expected him – successful in life, relatively kind

and caring toward her though not entirely loving as, after all, the marriage had been

arranged and not out of love. Their intimate relations together had been much what Neha

had anticipated as well, not something that she dreaded nor something she entirely

desired, though she did find their lovemaking enjoyable.

For Neha, it was something she was expected to do, part of her duties as his wife, and so

she did it – again not out of love but obligation. Despite the fact that she did enjoy it, in the

end she looked at it as something she was obligated to do as part of her marriage. She

settled back into a routine for the first couple months after the wedding, and found herself

content with their life together, not unhappy nor ecstatic about it, though she did hope she

would grow to love her husband. Those hopes and that contentment changed about four

months into their marriage, when she discovered that she was pregnant. Immediately after

finding out she was pregnant, Seva completely changed the way in which he treated her.
He’d been kind and caring enough before, but after she became pregnant, he truly began to

take care of her. Anything she wanted, he made sure to get for her. He took on more of the

household chores which Neha had considered to be her responsibility, before it even got

close to the point that she could no longer handle them. Beyond the little things like that,

he would get up early on days when he wasn’t working to make her breakfast in bed, and

when he would come home from work he often brought her surprises – a little treat or

flowers, things that he’d done before but on a much smaller scale. As such, she found that

their relationship completely changed – she found herself feeling closer to him than she

had those first few months of marriage.

Living as his wife went from her obligation, something she’d promised when she married

him, to something she truly wanted to do. She wasn’t sure if she could call it love – she

didn’t know if that was what love was or not, but Neha imagined it couldn’t be all that

different from what she began to feel for Seva. She couldn’t help but think that the feeling

was mutual the way he took care of her and doted on her as he was. However, despite the

way she began to feel and how much of it was due to their relationship outside of the

bedroom, she knew that part of the way she felt had to do with how things changed

between the sheets when they made love. Neha found that not only did he take care of her

in life since she’d become pregnant, but that he started to take care of her in the bedroom

as well. Their lovemaking had always been pleasurable for her but the focus had been on

Seva taking her, filling her with his seed, and on becoming pregnant.

She’d pleased him in other ways, and there was foreplay but that was only to prepare her

to be taken by him. But after he’d found out that she was pregnant their lovemaking
changed. The point was no longer about becoming pregnant and so the focus on him taking

her each time was gone. She would finish him with her mouth or her hand at times.

Beyond what she would do with him in the bedroom, the way he treated her during their

lovemaking mirrored how things went outside of the bedroom. He didn’t just try to take

care of her outside of the bedroom, but when they made love as well. That evening as she

laid back in bed waiting for him to come in, she knew it would be like most evenings since

she’d become pregnant, and she found herself growing excited as she waited for him

because she knew how he would take care of her and bring her incredible pleasure.

When the door finally opened and Seva walked in, wearing his robe and nothing beneath as

he normally did each night, Neha found that she couldn’t help but admire her husband. He

wasn’t the most muscular man, but neither was he overweight nor too thin. Certainly not

the most handsome man in the world, but in her eyes he was perfect. He was her husband,

and with their child on the way and the manner in which he took care of her now, she

couldn’t help but love him, fully and completely. At least, it was what she was certain love

was, that she wanted him as much as she did. She couldn’t help but desire him when she

looked at him; even when he wasn’t there, if she knew he was coming as he had been to the

bedroom just now she grew wetter and more excited.

She laid back in the bed as her eyes moved over his body, taking him in. She wore nothing

but a nightgown, which she pulled up as she spread her legs slightly for him, trying to look

as sexy as she could muster as heavy with pregnancy as she was. As he opened his robe

and allowed it to fall to the floor, she could see that in his eyes she was as beautiful to him

as the day they’d met at their wedding considering how hard his manhood was and how
ready he was to take her. Neha knew he wouldn’t be able to take her like that, with her on

her back because of how big her belly was now. The pregnancy had taken its toll on her in

some ways – her weight was one of them.

Every part of her body felt bigger, especially her stomach. She didn’t mind that because it

meant they were starting their family and in many ways it meant her husband desired her

even more than before. But unfortunately it also meant that the ways they made love

needed to change during her pregnancy. He always took care of her in the bedroom now,

even when he couldn’t really take her on her back. That was something he always did,

always wanted, because he wanted her so badly. That hadn’t changed and she wouldn’t

want it to.

Even so, when Seva came over to her, he put a hand on her shoulder and wouldn’t let her

move onto her hands and knees, which was the only position he could take her in at that

point in the pregnancy. He was going to make her wait for that despite the fact that merely

seeing him made her ready for him. He wanted his foreplay with her just as much as he

wanted her. Seva’s lips pressed against hers as his arms wrapped around her, holding her

close. It amazed Neha how ravenous he could be yet at the same time how gentle he was

with her.

He held her a porcelain doll yet kissed her so deeply she thought his tongue might touch

the back of her throat. His hands moved all over her body – her sides and hips, bigger now

with the weight she gained in her pregnancy than they ever had been, over her thighs and

her full breasts, and even over the roundness of her stomach, where their child rested in

her womb. As his tongue explored her mouth and his hands moved over her body, her
arms moved around him while she returned his kiss. Her body writhed as every touch

from him ignited her desires; she wanted more than just those caresses and kisses.

But for that moment he was content to drive her crazy with desire simply caressing and

kissing her as his arms wrapped around her in a strong yet gentle hug. It was the same for

them each night – he always began that way, making her insane with his caresses and

kisses, and like every other night she wondered how his simple touches and kisses could

make her womanhood so damp. For Neha that short time of kissing and caressing felt like

an eternity before Seva finally broke the endless kiss and gazed into her eyes, which was

the usual precursor to much more intense pleasure. She stared back in silence, unable to

say anything in that moment, as she was every night.

It was still amazing to her that their marriage had been arranged yet in such a short time,

pregnancy or not, they could communicate so much with a simple gaze and with no

words. Without even speaking the mutual desire for each other they shared was so clear,

that he wanted her and she wanted him. She knew how he would want her, but only

because of how large her stomach had grown with her pregnancy. He used to enjoy having

her with her on her back and her legs up in the air, on his shoulders. But with her stomach

so heavy with her pregnancy, she could no longer do that, so she moved to her hands and

knees which was the only position he could take her in at that point and stuck her bottom

out for him as she leaned the front of her body forward against the bed.

Though it wasn’t the position he preferred for when he took her, he had told her that he

liked the view. Knowing that had been embarrassing at first; now it only made her even

more wet for him. Before long, Neha felt his thickness at her entrance. She arched her back
and opened her mouth as if to moan, but no sound came out. The feeling of his manhood

entering her was the ultimate ecstasy for her, the most intimate connection the two of them

had ever shared. As amazing as it was to feel it, it paralyzed her as the pleasure center of

her brain practically exploded.

Her core tensed as she finally pushed her body back to meet his thrust and let out a loud

gasp and a moan as she remembered to breathe again. When he filled her, she drew in a

deep breath and called out his name before he pulled back slowly, inch by slick inch

slipping from her pussy before he thrust forward to fill her once more. Over and over his

manhood moved in and out slowly yet powerfully, each thrust leaving her breathless and

causing her to moan whenever she was able to fill her lungs. Even so, there was a

gentleness to his thrusts, a slowness as though pounding into her too hard might cause

harm to their child, though as far as Neha knew that was impossible.

Either way, that dichotomy of gentleness and power was tantalizing, and though Neha had

never orgasmed with his manhood filling her the way he took her drove her wild. Her core

practically spasmed within her with each thrust as pleasure filled her brain. With every

gasping breath, his name passed through her parted lips, spurring him on as he took her.

Sometimes he would release his seed within her and their lovemaking would reach an end

unless he decided to bring her the release she desired, but as had happened many other

nights since she’d grown heavier with child, he pulled out. As his thickness left her she felt

the muscles within her core still spasming, trying to pull him back in as though he was still

there.
Though it was useless as he’d already left her completely, that was the impression that he

left on her and within her. Neha moved off of her hands and knees and sat on the bed,

leaning against the headboard as she did so. Reclining like that was a comfortable enough

position for what she suspected he might want next. As she thought he moved next to her

and put an arm around her, holding her close as he leaned in to kiss her.

She let one hand move down over his chest and navel to his thickness, her fingers curling

around him and starting to lightly stroke his hardness. As she began to move her fingers

more quickly over his length, she felt more than she heard him moan into their kiss as he

arched his back and writhed against her. Amazingly enough for her, their connection was

such that she felt herself being turned on just by the fact that he was enjoying her hand

stroking his cock like that. Fresh dampness formed between her legs as she continued to

stroke a bit harder and faster now, her hand slick against his cock from her own juices

which covered it.

It made no sense in her mind for her to be turned on, but they’d become so close during

her pregnancy that in many ways her husband Seva’s pleasure felt like her own. After a

time of stroking her husband, Neha found herself wanting more, though she was sure that

that feeling was mutual. As much as she wanted him inside of her, she wanted to give

something more, the kind of pleasure that he didn’t always get. At the same time, she found

herself wanting to taste him. The thought of his cock in her mouth and him shooting his

seed into her throat turned her on in ways that it certainly would not have earlier in their

marriage.
Again she found herself amazed at how close they’d become as she moved her hand away

from Seva’s cock, her eyes meeting his for a moment with a coy grin on her face as she

slipped off the bed and very carefully moved onto her knees beside it. Not that she moved

alone – with speed that she could not muster at that stage of her pregnancy, Seva was

beside her and helping her down onto her knees before he moved to sit on the bed, his legs

spread wide and his hardness right there in front of her. She leaned forward, a sensual

hunger in her eyes as she wrapped her lips around his length and began to suck hard. She

was rewarded with his moans and cries of her name as she ran her tongue up and down

along his cock, tasting her juices as well as his precum at his tip.

She wasn’t sure what spurred her on more – the overwhelming tastes in her mouth or

hearing his lustful moans and the way he called her name as she started to bob her head.

Seva’s reaction was immediate and told Neha she wouldn’t be sucking long before he had

his release. He arched his back, his entire body stiffened as he moaned, and his manhood

began to throb within her mouth. Neha didn’t slow down or stop; she wasn’t one to

tease. Besides that, her burning desires for her husband wouldn’t allow her to tease him at

that moment – she wanted, needed to taste his cum just as badly as he craved his

release. She kept bobbing her head, taking his manhood into her throat as he arched his

back and did his best to rock his hips in time with the movement of her head.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he couldn’t thrust his hips much, but that was perfectly fine

for Neha, who in that moment simply wanted to please her husband, an act which was itself

immensely pleasurable to her. As her tongue swirled around his cock, she tasted the

beginnings of his orgasm and sucked harder as she listened to his moans. She continued to
bob her head and was rewarded with the taste of his seed that she so craved before she

moved back onto the bed to lay beside him. Neha moved to lovingly embrace him as best

she could with her large belly, swollen with her pregnancy, but he moved away and gave

her a coy smile, having other ideas.

Most nights when they were together now he gave her pleasure and brought her an

incredibly powerful release. On rare nights he craved a taste of her; that night seemed like

it would be one of those rare nights. Neha watched with excitement as Seva moved

between her legs, letting out a soft gasp at the feeling of his fingers from both hands on her

womanhood.

He pushed her lips apart gently and moved a finger to the pearl of her pleasure, gently

rubbing in soft circles around it. Neha heard a moan practically echo through their

bedroom and realized it was her as she arched her back. She grew even louder when he

bent, running his tongue over the source of her pleasure before swirling it around her

entrance. Soon Neha couldn’t keep track of the movement of his tongue and his fingers

over her womanhood, nor did she want to. Thoughts of her pregnancy, their child, and

even the love she’d found for him faded as wanton lust replaced all rational thought in her

mind. She knew he was her husband, but in that moment, she wanted him, his tongue, and

the pleasure he offered and that was all that mattered to her.

Neha writhed on the bed, thrusting her pussy toward his face as his tongue moved

tantalizingly over her clit. As he sucked at the petals between her legs, she continued to

moan and felt not only the fresh dampness but the way her core tightened convulsively

with the pleasure she felt. The foreplay, his cock filling her, and the way she’d tasted him
all culminated in this – an incredible orgasm and the ultimate pleasure as she collapsed

back against the bed. As Seva moved to her side once more and wrapped his arms around

her, she settled into his embrace, feeling completely spent even as she began to catch her

breath. The loving couple would fall asleep in each other’s arms, as they did every night

they made love, but not before Neha took another moment to reflect on her pleasurable

pregnancy…