Pregnant teen neighbor

Jake walked into his side of the duplex. It was a small place on a somewhat decent part of town. He had picked it because it was a two bedroom place, and the rent was low. Very low. A few months later the other side of the duplex was rented, by a family. He had seen the parents coming and going often and figured they worked odd hours. Over a month or so, he had been talking to them, helping them out with some of the yard work, that they could not get to because of their jobs. And then there was their daughter. She looked just over eighteen. Long blond hair, and an average build. Not too thin, and with decent sized breasts. Or at least he thought they were. She almost never wore any thing that showed skin.

He rarely saw the girl, just her parents, but one day he happened to look out the window of his bedroom that over looked the back yard and saw her tanning herself. She had on a very skimpy bikini, and was laying on her stomach. Jake felt lewd, but kept watching, till the she removed her top and rolled over. It was then he noticed her belly was larger then the last time he had seen her. “Pregnant?” He said as he kept watching. He had always loved pregnant women, yet had never been with one.

He kept watching, wondering how far along she was. And then it crossed his mind. “Is she single?” He asked aloud. He watched for a minute more, then walked away from the window. For three weeks he did his best to keep the image of the pregnant girl out of his mind. He saw her outside several more times, wearing the same suit, and each time she moved closer to his side of the house. Then one day there was a knock at his door. He got up from his favorite chair in the living room, where he had settled down to watch one of his favorite DVD’s. It was nothing but Pregnant sex, and he watched it whenever he could. He stopped the movie and then he walked over and opened the door, to see the pregnant girl standing there.

She stood in the doorway with a worried look on her face. Her long hair hung loose past her shoulders, one lock curling just above large, full breasts that showed under the deeply cut v-neck of her shirt. The shirt covered but did little to hide the large, round bulge of her stomach, accentuating whatever curve was left at her waist before ending just past her hips. The blue jeans that she wore seemed to have been well worn-in, and were clearly a favorite item. “Hi.” She said, her voice feminine and soft. “Uhm… my dad said that… if I had any trouble… I should come over and see you.” There was a soft, melodic lilt to her voice that was at the same time alluring as beautiful. “They’re away… and it’s… well… kind of creepy over there. I… I was wondering…”

“Wondering what?” He asked. “Here, come on in. Better then standing out in the evening air. He waited for her to pass by him and he shut the door, watching her ass move as she walked in. “How can I help you?”

“I was… well… kinda lonely over there.” She admitted. “I’d kinda like some company… if you’re not too busy, I mean.”

“Sure, I don’t mind company. Name’s Jake.” He said

“Ashley.” She smiled as she extended a hand.

He shook her hand then walked past her to the living room. “You want to watch a little TV? Maybe something to eat?” He turned and looked at her, letting his eyes wander over her body, taking several moments to look over her breasts, then her stomach.”

“Sure.” She smiled. “What are you watching?”

“Me? I was just flipping channels.”

“Yeah?” She said, flopping down on the nearest chair “Anything good on?”

“Not really.” He picked up the remote and handed it to her, not remembering the DVD player was still on. “Want something to drink? Water? Soda? Maybe something to eat?”

“I’d love a soda… and I could eat. What do you have?”

“Cookies? Crackers? what do you want?” He asked, trying not to stare at her belly.

“Ooooh… cookies!” She said happily, placing one hand on her large stomach. “The kid has a sweet tooth.” She laughed. “I can’t blame him.”

Jake walked off to the kitchen, down the long hall from the living room. His mind kept thinking about hte young woman in his chair. He started to undress her with his mind as he rummaged through the cupboards.

As she sat on the chair, she noticed that the DVD player was on, despite no movie currently playing. ~I must have caught him just about to start the movie~ She thought. ~I wonder what one it is….~ Picking up the DVD remote with a curious expression, she pressed play and the TV came to life.

Her eyes widened at the first moan that came from the speakers, not to mention the sight of a particularly well-endowed man being sucked off by a very pregnant woman. Her jaw dropped, but she couldn’t turn away, her eyes locked in amazement and erotic fascination on the screen. “Woah….” she whispered with wonder.

He was in the kitchen for several minutes, looking through the cupboards for where the cookies hid, and after he found then, he grabbed a bag of chips for himself. Then he tucked two soda’s under his arm. “Well, so much for fun tonight.” He muttered to himself.

He was in his own thoughts most of the way back up the hall, till a loud moan pulled him back to reality. He stopped just inside the living room, standing behind her, but slightly to the side, and he froze. She sat in the chair, her eyes glued to the television. He stood there for a few seconds, wondering how to get out of the awkward situation that was sure to follow. It was only when he noticed her arm moving across her chest that he dropped the bag of chips. “Shit.” He said as it hit the floor.

She jumped, standing up from the chair as quickly as her body would allow, staring with wide eyes and cheeks flushed with arousal, looking extremely guilty. “Uhh… I… uhm…. sorry, I… the…the DVD player was on, and I…”

“Oh god, I forgot to turn that off. I’m sorry.” He replied as a loud moan drifted from the speakers. His eyes widened as he watched the man in the video stick a pair of fingers into the woman’s shaved slit. “I should have turned it off.” Between the movie and the beautiful teen in his house, his dick was getting hard on it’s own. He moved the bag of cookies lower to block it from view.

She caught the gesture, as distracted as she also was by the movie. “It’s… it’s ok.” She gave a small, shy smile. “Do… do you like this stuff? With… with pregnant women, I mean?”

He blushed for a moment and sheepishly replied. “Yeah, just never had the chance to live it, ya know?”

“I’ve… I’ve seen you watching me, you know.”

“You… You have?” He replied, and began to step back slightly.

Her smile grew a little bolder. “Do… do you like what you’ve seen? Maybe… maybe you’d want to live it out? These fantasies of pregnant women? No strings attached, just…”

“Really? You mean you’d…? You and me?” He asked, very stunned.

“Sure, why not? You don’t have any, like, STDs or anything, do you?”

“Um, I’ve not been with a woman in about six years. Not since I was in high school.” He replied, as he looked to the floor, feeling ashamed. “So, no STD’s”

“Good.” She grinned happily.