Steamy story…feedback appreciated :)

If you’ve been pregnant before, you know that sometimes it really kills the mood. Moodiness, body changes, nausea and other side effects. But what not many people discuss is what happens in that magic window where the typical first trimester symptoms tend to improve, but also boobs get a little fuller and the hormone increase is wild. Body confidence is soaring, and you feel like a queen. But those hormones…The feeling is like being a wild, ravenous animal that has some serious needs to be taken care of.

It was a Saturday morning and the kids were with the grandparents. I rolled over to see Ben still sleeping. I was just about to get up but all of a sudden it happened…I realized I woke up totally turned on and soaking wet through my little satin shortie pajamas. I felt like I needed to be touched all over.

I checked again and saw that hubby was in a deep sleep. I turned over on my side so we were back to back to one another, I started reading through some “advice” boards and before I knew it, my right hand was down my pants and I was warm and wet.

I got out of bed, went into the bathroom, and locked the door behind me. I’m not sure why I locked it, but it just kind of happened. I got in the shower…

I knew that the expensive shower head was a splurge, but I thought it was pretty looking. We’d had it for 6 months but I never knew how many settings it had. Well, now I can tell you. 7 settings. Yep, 7. The jet setting is the most enjoyable by the way. None of them were bad, but that one was 🔥

I finished up in the shower and slipped into my favorite pink lace bootie undies and matching Demi lace bra. I went back into the bedroom and made just enough noise to wake up Ben, making sure that when his eyes opened I happened to be bending over reaching for something.

As his eyes opened, I quickly saw an unmistakable rock hard shadow from the blanket. “Kayla, get over here…now”

“Morning babe. What can I do for you?”

He was grinning from ear to ear, as that shape under the blanket was growing more.

He lifted me by the hips and as I went to climb over him, I let my already wet 🐱 graze his face. “Holy shit” he said, his eyes growing wider.

“I have an idea” I told him. “Just be quiet and let me take the lead here”…

I straddled him and pinned his bare, muscular arms down. I slowly started to kiss him, nibbling his ear and neck, getting to his mouth, and then slowly making my way down. As he started to moan and move his arms, I reminded him to just keep still, I had some new ideas…

((Thoughts and feedback? Happy to continue!))