This sex-obsessed pregnant woman has figured out how to manipulate TheBoyfriend's greatest weakness, his Kryptonite. I've figured out a method of getting laid with an almost 100% success rate. It was entirely by accident. A happy accident!
Last week was the worst one yet for my pregnancy. I haven't been in as much pain as I was every day: back pains from my oversized stomach, vagina aches, mean baby kicks right in my most sensitive organs, uterus growth pains, and pain from my organs being crushed against ribs and my intestines being rearranged as my womb grows so fast that you can almost see my stomach expanding. After being incredibly horny all last weekend, I didn't want any sex Monday through Wednesday. I hurt too much.
I wasn't just in pain, I felt really ugly. I felt so awful that on Tuesday when TheBF said, "I really want to have sex with you right now," I scoffed, "Good god! Why? Do you also want to have sex with bag ladies?" He laughed really hard, but he didn't bring sex up again.
On Thursday, my back was aching so much that I asked TheBF if he would give me a massage. Since my stomach prohibits me from lying comfortably face down, I suggested that he sit up on the couch with his legs stretched out. I straddled his legs and put a pillow on his knees for my face and laid over his legs on my elbows and knees, in a modified child's pose. It was incredibly comfortable for me and he could easily reach my whole back. Of course, my butt was just under his face. After he had massaged all the kinks out of my back, which made me moan and thank him over and over again in appreciation, he suddenly pulled down my pants and slid down, sticking his tongue in my butt, which surprised me so much that I suddenly sat up and pulled a muscle in my stomach. Ouch!
Evidently when I moan in appreciation with my butt in TheBF's face, it really turns him on. Given how obsessed he is with my ass you might have thought I planned the whole thing out, but lately I haven't been feeling attractive or desired, so his reaction was the last thing I was expecting.
I've gotten at least one massage every day and I've scored every single time except once. Eventually, he just has to pull down my pants and stick his tongue in me. Then he sticks other things in me that make me moan a lot more.
I haven't abused his generosity with the back massages. I only ask for one whenever my back really hurts very badly, and I don't expect a happy ending every time, but every time I'm hoping, with my fingers secretly crossed, just hoping that he'll feel inspired and when his tongue touches me I feel like the luckiest woman on earth.
Last week was the worst one yet for my pregnancy. I haven't been in as much pain as I was every day: back pains from my oversized stomach, vagina aches, mean baby kicks right in my most sensitive organs, uterus growth pains, and pain from my organs being crushed against ribs and my intestines being rearranged as my womb grows so fast that you can almost see my stomach expanding. After being incredibly horny all last weekend, I didn't want any sex Monday through Wednesday. I hurt too much.
I wasn't just in pain, I felt really ugly. I felt so awful that on Tuesday when TheBF said, "I really want to have sex with you right now," I scoffed, "Good god! Why? Do you also want to have sex with bag ladies?" He laughed really hard, but he didn't bring sex up again.
On Thursday, my back was aching so much that I asked TheBF if he would give me a massage. Since my stomach prohibits me from lying comfortably face down, I suggested that he sit up on the couch with his legs stretched out. I straddled his legs and put a pillow on his knees for my face and laid over his legs on my elbows and knees, in a modified child's pose. It was incredibly comfortable for me and he could easily reach my whole back. Of course, my butt was just under his face. After he had massaged all the kinks out of my back, which made me moan and thank him over and over again in appreciation, he suddenly pulled down my pants and slid down, sticking his tongue in my butt, which surprised me so much that I suddenly sat up and pulled a muscle in my stomach. Ouch!
Evidently when I moan in appreciation with my butt in TheBF's face, it really turns him on. Given how obsessed he is with my ass you might have thought I planned the whole thing out, but lately I haven't been feeling attractive or desired, so his reaction was the last thing I was expecting.
I've gotten at least one massage every day and I've scored every single time except once. Eventually, he just has to pull down my pants and stick his tongue in me. Then he sticks other things in me that make me moan a lot more.
I haven't abused his generosity with the back massages. I only ask for one whenever my back really hurts very badly, and I don't expect a happy ending every time, but every time I'm hoping, with my fingers secretly crossed, just hoping that he'll feel inspired and when his tongue touches me I feel like the luckiest woman on earth.