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   NIGHTY-WARE

   Part 34 (mF)

   Prologue

   It all started when mom had hosted a Nighty-Ware party for some friends
and neighbors in my house.  Instead of plastic storage containers, lingerie
of all kinds was sampled and purchased.  My first sexual experiences came
as a result of delivering these purchases to our neighbors.  Since then,
I've continued to have a variety of sexual experiences with an assortment
of partners.  ______________________________

   I heard the word from several of my friends -- Mario wanted to see me
after school.  Mario and I didn't travel in the same circles.  In fact, we
had absolutely nothing in common.  Except, we had both fucked his steady
girlfriend Maria.  Evidently he had learned of our one-time liaison and was
going to teach me a lesson.  The old images of laying beaten up in an alley
returned.  There had to be a way to prevent this bloodshed.  I happened
across Maria.  She admitted that, in an argument with Mario, she had thrown
our sexual encounter in his face to humiliate him.  She apologized but I
told her that wouldn't pay my medical bills after Mario was finished
teaching me a lesson.  She shrugged and actually offered me another chance
to have sex, as compensation.  I quickly refused.  Once had been enough,
perhaps once too often.

   School ended and while Mario was occupied with football practice, I went
to his house.  Mario lived in a less desirable section of town that was
still served by my high school.  Not very bright, Mario had plans to better
himself by using his physical prowess to make it into professional sports,
most likely football.  I admired Mario for wanting a better life.  But it
must have been the most humiliating thing for someone who prides himself as
a macho man when his girlfriend has sex with a guy like me, slight and
studious.

   I knocked at the screen door and a tall generally thin but pregnant
woman answered.  She was wearing a long blue polka dot housedress over a
white t-shirt.  She was still very pretty despite obviously being several
months pregnant.  She wore no makeup, her hair was frizzy and unkempt and
she had very plain features.

   "Can I help you?" she asked.

   "Yes, I'm here to see Mario.  We go to school together."

   I knew he wasn't home yet, hoping he wouldn't pulverize me in front of
his mom.

   "He's not home from school yet but you can wait for him."

   She gave the screen door a gentle push and I came in and sat on the
couch.  She sat across from me in an old chair and looked me over.

   "I've met most of Mario's friends and I don't remember you."

   What she didn't say but thought was that I was unlike any friend of
Mario's she'd ever met.  Jocks tended to hang with jocks.

   "We have some business to care for and I thought we'd do it here."

   I figured he wouldn't want to get bloodstains on his mom's carpet.

   "What kind of business, might I ask?  Not drugs or anything like that, I
hope."

   Mario's mom was concerned about her son's welfare.  I didn't think I
looked like a pusher but took no offense.

   "No, we have to talk about a common acquaintance."

   Mario's mom thought about my reply for a minute as she absent-mindedly
rubbed her extended belly.

   "Just who might that be?"

   I felt like this was turning into a game of twenty questions.  I didn't
know how much to divulge.  Perhaps Mario's mom would be a useful ally in
preventing my physical harm.

   "Maria," I answered involuntarily blushing.

   It took a moment for her to make the connection.

   "Oh my," she said, "You wouldn't be, you couldn't be ..." and then she
stopped.

   Evidently Mario's mom knew the details of Mario and Maria's argument
including Maria's claim to have been intimate with someone else.  Mario's
mom was on the verge of figuring out that the other someone was me.  I
turned a darker shade of red.

   "But you're so small and puny.  My Mario has been satisfying Maria just
fine."

   Mario's mom knew that he and Maria were having sex.  She also seemed to
know that Mario was pleasing Maria in the sex department.  Evidently Maria
had a closer personal relationship with Mario's mom than I thought, for her
to have this level of detail.  Certainly Mario wasn't telling his mom about
his sexual endeavors.  Mario's mom's hand was moving in a larger circle
now, running over her stomach, down between her legs, back up over her
stomach and around her expanded breasts.  Her self-fondling was
subconscious, as she thought about sexual topics.

   "Maria wouldn't have considered sleeping with someone else unless he
was, uh, unusually talented," Mario's mom concluded shifting her glance to
my crotch.

   The confessions about Mario and Maria and me and sex, and Mario's mom's
rubbing of her body had gotten me slightly aroused.  I don't know if my
condition was visible or not, but that was to change quickly.

   "Come over her," she demanded as her hand came to rest between her legs.


   I walked over to Mario's mom as she leaned forward in her chair with
some difficulty.  She undid my belt buckle and zipped down my zipper.  She
thrust her hand down my pants to determine my stature for herself.  I felt
myself grow in her hand.  She must have been impressed.  With a hold on my
dick, she led me up the stairs and into her bedroom.

   "I don't remember getting this horny when I was pregnant with Mario but
with this one, my urges have been very strong.  Mario's father doesn't
believe in sex during pregnancy.  I could really use a release," she
explained as she unbuttoned her housedress and it fell to the floor.

   Her t-shirt, ending above her navel, was pulled tight across her breasts
that were inflated by her condition.  Her panties were stretched and hung
low on her belly.  I let my pants fall to the floor and helped my jockey
shorts down to join them at my ankles.  She pulled her t-shirt off.  She
was the first pregnant woman I'd ever seen and I thought she looked very
sexy.

   "Be careful.  My nipples are very tender."

   Instead of using my hands to fondle her globes I decided to use my mouth
instead.  I sucked at her two large breasts and she moaned with delight. 
My erection got stronger.  She backed up and laid on the bed with her legs
open and her dripping pussy calling to me.  I was going to go down on her
but she pulled my head up.  Evidently she found that act to be unsavory. 
My fingers found her to be more than adequately moist.  I crawled up
between her legs and easily slid in.

   "Don't worry, the baby is still riding high in my womb.  You can go all
of the way in.  And you don't have to be gentle."

   With those kind of instructions I pumped furiously, using my thigh
muscles to push into this lusty woman's cunt over and over.  Although she
wasn't tight, my enthusiasm and her strong desires made this coupling
successful.  Despite her claims, I felt myself tapping Mario's
yet-to-be-born sibling with the tip of my penis.  I gave Mario's mom a hard
ride and a load of sperm to remember me by.  We cleaned up and got dressed
and went down the stairs only to see Mario coming in the front door.  He
approached to escort me outside and deliver my punishment.  His mom stopped
him dead in his tracks.

   "Mario, you aren't going to do anything to hurt this young man."

   Mario was stunned.  Why was his mother defending the twerp who fucked
his girlfriend?  Mario didn't understand and stood dutifully waiting for
further direction from his mother.

   "If I ever hear that this boy is harmed, either because of something you
did or didn't do, I'll be sure that Maria knows what other girls you've
been keeping company with."

   So, Mario had been cheating on Maria!  This was exactly the ammunition I
needed to keep Mario off my back and other body parts.  Mario nodded in
agreement reluctantly to his mother with controlled anger in his eyes.  I
walked out of the house stifling a smile.  Not only had I experienced a
reluctant but complete sexual coupling with one of the school's toughest
jock's girlfriends, I'd fucked his mother silly as well.  Maybe I'd take
Maria up on her offer of a second try.  No, I'm not that stupid.

   Continued in NIGHTY-WARE Part 35

   An Original HM Tale

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