Overdue

Megan was very pregnant. I know that's grammatically incorrect, but she was big and swollen with her unborn child. The redhead was a plain-looking woman in her mid-thirties, but she did have a glow about her. Her already voluptuous breasts were positively gargantuan in the final month of her pregnancy. The office baby shower was overlong, but when it was finally over and everyone had filed out, I stayed behind.

"Yes, the party's over and I'll be home soon," she said into her phone, "Love you too." Megan hung up and jumped as she saw me. "Tom!" she cried out. "I...I didn't see you."

"I've missed you," I said, my eyes looking her up and down. "It's been too long."

"Tom, we've talked about this. It's over. We both got what we wanted," Megan absently stroked her distended belly. "My husband is waiting."

"He can wait. I've waited. For nine months."

She glanced around but found no one, "Not now. It was good. Really good, but I'm due any day now. I'm fat and bloated..."

"And beautiful," I said. "Once more? For old time's sake?"

"I can't. They're expecting me..."

"Lock the door," I said, my tone commanding. "Now."

There was a moment's hesitation and then she turned. For a moment I thought she was going to leave, but she paused at the door and then locked it.

"Now," I said, standing and coming over to her. "Strip."

"Here? Now?"

I frowned, "The door's locked and there are no windows. I want to see that big, beautiful body naked before I bang the shit out of you."

Megan shuddered. She had always liked it when I talked dirty to her. Clearly, it wasn't something her husband ever did.

The redhead didn't waste time undressing. Her big, swollen breasts dripped with milk when unleashed from the bra. Under the large panties, I found her red bush unkempt and full. Before, she had it neatly trimmed, but that bit of self-care wasn't needed when you were as round as she was.

I unzipped my pants and pulled my ready cock out. Using the nearby table, she lowered herself down and hungrily took my manhood into her mouth. I laid my head back and let Megan suck and lick me. "Oh...fuck...yes," I groaned. "Suck it you slut. Suck it hard and long." Megan had once confessed that, growing up with wealth and privilege, no one had dared talk to her in anything but the nicest terms. My rough talk turned her into a nymphomaniac. "Finger yourself," I said. "Make yourself cum for me." I couldn't see what she was doing, but I could hear the wet noises coming from near the floor. Even with my cock in her mouth, I could hear her groan and whine as an orgasm grew inside her. Finally, she tensed and let out a whimper.

"Over the table, baby. Let me fill your cunt."

It took a bit, but she managed to get bent over. Her big breasts pressed flat onto the table. I got behind her and spread her fat thighs until I could penetrate her. Megan cried out as I found her cunt and drove all of my cock inside her. "Yes!" she cried, "Oh fuck I've missed you."

"You like that?"

"Yes!"

I slapped her ass, "And that?"

"Yes!"

"Who's your baby daddy?"

Megan only grunted. We both knew the truth, but she couldn't seem to admit it to me and perhaps herself.

"Who's your fucking baby daddy?" I slapped her ass harder this time.

"Oh God! It's you! You're my baby daddy!"

"Because your limp-dick husband couldn't do it, right?"

"No! He isn't half the man you are! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me like he never could!"

"Because you're my bitch?"

"Yes! I'm your bitch. I'm your whore!"

I smiled, "You're my slutty breeding cow!"

"YES! Breed me! I want more of your babies! Fill me with your seed, lover. I want to be bred over and over by you!"

I gripped her big ass and, with a grunt, filled her cunt with a load of hot, potent semen. I pulled out, breathing hard and she continued to finger herself, my cum dripping down her legs until Megan climaxed again.

When she finally calmed down, she got dressed and headed for the door. She paused, her head down and let out a heavy breath. "I shouldn't...but I love you. I love being used by you. I love being a slut for you and bearing your child."

I kissed her cheek, "I know my big, beautiful bitch. I know."

A few days later, I got a text on my phone with a link to a CNN article. I opened it and played the video. The newscaster spoke while a photo of Megan appeared in the upper left, "Daughter of prominent GOP Senator, Rick West and wife of GOP Representative Mike O'Malley, Megan West-O'Malley gave birth to a healthy baby boy this morning. Mom and son are doing fine."

I texted back, "Congrats."

Megan replied, "Thanks. I'll be ready to receive your seed in a few months, maybe less if I bottle feed. He's beautiful and has your eyes, I think. Can't wait to be bred again. Love you."