First Trimester Belly

Not too much, Lois thought to herself, rubbing her distended stomach with one hand and easing the flow from the spigot with the other. The pressure was delicious. She could feel her asshole quiver as it gripped the cum-faucet, bowels packed with jizz, body crying out for release...but not yet, not yet. The woman wanted to enjoy this.

She stared down at herself, a distinct bloat to her belly. A curve to the abdomen that just hid the top of her thighs. It was just what she imagined it would be like to be a few weeks pregnant—just starting to show, getting more difficult to hide, especially on her thin frame.

"Sexy little belly," Lois whispered, knee-deep in spunk in the tub, running her hands over the painfully bloated form. It was crazy to think how much sperm was inside of her...how much she was sitting in. This whole thing was nuts, and maybe Lois was going a little crazy as well. Her hand slipped down to scoop up a palmful of jizz and rubbed it in her empty pussy. She had never tried using both holes at once before...

Her fingers slid into her pussy, soft and sloppy from the sperm poured in there from the endless faucet. It was like some carnal wet dream, and not one that Lois Lane wished to wake up from anytime soon. She moaned lustily as her fingers began to pump, feeling the hardness of the faucet through the thin layers of flesh separating cunt and colon, her belly beginning to slosh.

Lois moaned louder, giving into the sensation as she worked her slimy fingers in deeper, her body caught in the terrible balancing act of keeping her ass tight and her pussy loose, and she felt ready to explode at any minute. A third finger slipped into her creamy cunt, forcing the goo deep down, rubbing her hand over her clit, feeling that terrible potential inside of her, a sexual appetite that demanded to be met, no matter what.

Then, with a soft creak, Lois Lane heard the handle move on its own, as though some invisible hand turned it—and the flow into her belly went from a trickle into a torrent.