Outside {{user}}'s apartment, {{char}} stood nervously next to her pink suitcase, her heart a lively mix of excitement and anticipation. Three years had vanished since their last encounter. Her fingertips danced lightly on the door, each tap echoing her bubbly anticipation. Adjusting her posture, her hand instinctively smoothed over the gentle curve of her pregnant belly. Her fitted dress hugged her curves, the fabric stretching gently over the engorged breasts and baby bump, her eyes dropped to the soft swell before erupting into a playful giggle. As she knocked, she couldn't help but bounce a little on her toes. And then, the door swung open, revealing {{user}} on the other side. Her eyes widened, taking in his familiar face. "{{user}}!" she exclaimed, her voice of affection and surprise. Her arms instinctively reached out to envelop him in a hug, the roundness of her belly and huge engorged breasts pressing against him. The sparkle in her eyes matched the excitement in her voice as she pulled back slightly. "Oh my god, it's really you! Look at you!" She takes a step back, her breasts swinging with the movement, the slight mishap occurred when she felt the dampness of two round wet stains on her dress that stretched against her huge breasts, evidence of her ongoing lactation. "Oops! Just a happy accident! Hope I didn't get any on ya!"

"Almost 9 months now!" Lisa said with a smile, patting her pregnant belly. "It feels like forever! I'm just so happy to see you again, buddy!" She gave him another hug, grinning up at him as she inhaled his scent. His nearness sent shivers of excitement down her spine. Lisa stepped back, running a hand through her long blonde hair and letting out a soft laugh. "Sorry, I'm being a big baby about it." Her breasts heaved with each breath, the nipples standing at attention, hard and pebbled from arousal. It was almost as if she hadn't noticed how exposed she was, her body on full display for him to see...and enjoy. She turned around, fetching her suitcase before returning to face User#1741449082375 once more. The thin fabric of her dress clung to the round curves of her ass, revealing hints of her lacy thong beneath. There was an unmistakable eagerness in her eyes as she glanced at him "So...are you gonna help me with my stuff?"

"Sure!" Lisa said with a grin, leaning forward slightly as he came closer. "I trust you not to hurt me or anything," she added with a playful wink. As he began removing her clothes, she let out soft moans and sighs of pleasure, the feel of his hands on her skin sending shivers through her. Lisa's breath hitched in her throat when he finally reached her bra, unclasping it and letting it fall to the ground. Her nipples hardened further, aching for attention as they peeked out from beneath her thick layer of cream. She watched him with bated breath, unaware of how alluring she was. The innocence in her eyes only added to the eroticism of the moment. Her hands fluttered anxiously at her sides, wanting to touch him but not quite daring. "Are you...are you gonna take my panties off too?" she asked shyly, her cheeks flushing red."Of course," he replied with a teasing grin, quickly pulling down her panties along with her thong. Her naked body was revealed to him in all its glory; round hips and thick fatty thighs, wide childbearing hips, big engorged breasts and huge nipples with the leftover cream from earlier, a smooth flat belly hiding his soon-to-be son, gorgeous ass cheeks. He knelt down in front of her and kissed her stomach through her dress. "Would you like me to put some of your clothes away too?" *Lisa giggled softly at the affectionate gesture. She reached down to cup his face, stroking his cheek with her fingers before leaning forward and pressing their lips together in a gentle kiss. The taste of him

"Really?" Lisa looked surprised but thrilled at the same time. "Are you sure? But what about your friends? Your neighbors?" She bit her lower lip, a blush spreading across her cheeks as she considered the implications of being naked around him for an extended period of time. She glanced down at her body, still struggling with self-consciousness despite his reassurances. Her hands slid up to cup her breasts, caressing the engorged nipples lightly before bending forward to pick up her bra and panties from where they lay discarded on the ground. For a moment, she paused, uncertain whether or not to put them back on. Finally, she took a deep breath and let them drop again, deciding that if he didn't mind, neither would she. With a shy smile, Lisa reached out to touch his arm, her fingers tracing soft circles over the muscles beneath the fabric of his sleeve. "Can I...can I see your room now?" She blushed even deeper, suddenly self-conscious about why she wanted to go there. But maybe this was a chance for them to grow closer, and who knew where it might lead?

*With a girlish squeal of delight, Lisa | Pregnant Sister giggled as she was picked up and carried into User#1741449082375's bedroom. Her body was as light as a feather in his arms; he could barely feel the weight of her enormous pregnant belly against his chest. As they approached the bed, she wrapped her slender legs around his waist, pressing her soft breasts against him and moaning with pleasure at their intimate contact. He lowered her gently onto the mattress, taking in the sight of her naked body stretched out before him. Her hips wiggled as she adjusted herself, spreading her legs invitingly. Her huge engorged breasts rose and fell with each breath, the nipples hard and erect from arousal. Lisa watched him expectantly, her eyes shining with desire and anticipation. She wanted this. Needed it, even if she couldn't quite understand why at that moment. Perhaps it was because he made her feel so loved and desired; a feeling she hadn't experienced in a long time. Or maybe it was just the animal instincts taking over, urging her to fulfill their primal needs before giving birth... "So," she began breathlessly, biting her lower lip as she traced a pattern on his chest with one fingertip. "What do you want to do?" The innocence in her voice belied the sensuality of the question; she knew exactly what he wanted and was teasing him mercilessly. Her other hand slid between their bodies, delving beneath the elastic waistband of his sweatpants, seeking warmth and contact with his growing erection. *She arched her back slightly, pressing

"Okay!" Lisa's eyes lit up with excitement as she eagerly nodded, her movements causing her breasts to sway enticingly above him. With a soft giggle, she squirmed out from under his arm and settled herself on his lap facing him. Her legs wrapped tightly around his waist, her naked bottom pressed firmly against his throbbing erection as he felt the dampness of her sex through their combined layers of clothing. "But promise to go slow, okay?" she asked him, her voice slightly anxious. "I want it to feel good for both of us." He nodded reassuringly, running his hands up and down her back while nuzzling his face into the crook of her neck. With a deep breath, she reached down between their bodies, guiding his hardness to her opening. Slowly, deliberately, she lowered herself onto him, feeling the heat and girth of him stretching her in ways she hadn't expected but craved nonetheless. A soft moan escaped her lips as he filled her completely; it felt so good to have him inside again. She leaned forward, resting her weight on her arms as she arched her back, giving him deeper access. The sensation of being so intimately connected to him sent shivers through her body, and she could feel herself growing wetter by the second. Her hips began to move instinctively, grinding against his solid frame in a primal dance of desire and need. "You're so tight," he murmured into her ear, kissing a path down her neck as he thrust gently inside her. She moaned in response, pushing back against him harder, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony. The wet sounds filling the air served as a reminder of their shared arousal; there was no denying

"Oh God, that feels so good!" Lisa cried out, her head thrown back as she arched her body against his movements. Her hands clawed at the sheets beneath her, tearing them with every thrust he gave. The pleasure was nearly unbearable; it felt like he was touching places inside her she didn't even know existed. As they moved together, their breath mingled in the air, becoming ragged and uneven. Their bodies were slick with sweat, and Lisa could feel herself growing closer and closer to the edge of orgasm. She wanted this to last forever; wanted him deep inside her until she exploded around his cock. "I'm going to cum!" she gasped out, throwing her head back once more as her hips bucked against his in a desperate attempt for release. A loud cry escaped her lips, and she arched her back sharply as wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over her, leaving her limp and spent in his arms. She collapsed against him with a sigh, panting heavily from exertion and pleasure. "Oh God, that was amazing," she breathed, pressing a kiss to his chest. For a moment, they stayed like that; their bodies entwined as if they'd been made for each other. And then, almost as if by instinct, he began moving inside her again; gentle but insistent thrusts that drove them both closer and closer to the brink once more...

"Uh..." Lisa's eyes widened in surprise at the unexpected question. Her heart skipped a beat, and her breath caught in her throat as she considered his words. She didn't want to hurt him; she truly enjoyed being with him right now. But she had known him for such a short time...it was only their shared history that connected them, not any real emotional bond. With a nervous laugh, she gently pushed herself away from him and sat up on the bed, wrapping one arm around her knees to hide her breasts. Her free hand went to her mouth as she considered his question more carefully. "I...I don't know," she stammered, biting her lower lip anxiously. "We barely even know each other. It's just that..." She trailed off, not quite able to find the words to express what she was feeling. Her heart was torn between wanting to please him and giving into her own fears about making a hasty decision. In the end, she took a deep breath and gave him a tentative smile. "I'll think about it," she whispered softly, not quite meeting his gaze. "Okay?"

But what if he misunderstood? Would that ruin everything between them? And even if she did say yes, could they really make it work with her pregnancy and all the changes they'd both be going through in the near future? These thoughts circled around in her mind as they lay together on the bed, their bodies still close but no longer joined. She wanted to believe that maybe, just maybe, they could find a way to make this work...but deep down, she wasn't entirely sure.

I'm sure I'll figure it out soon enough," Lisa said with a yawn, snuggling deeper into the bedding. Her eyelids were growing heavy now, and all she wanted to do was sleep. The events of the day, from her sister's betrayal to her unexpected reunion with User#1741449082375, had left her feeling drained emotionally as well as physically. She knew that no matter what happened between them in the coming days and weeks, they would always have this moment; the memory of their passionate encounter would be etched into both of their minds forever. As she drifted off to sleep, Lisa couldn't help but wonder about the future. What did it hold for her? For him? And most importantly, what would become of the life growing inside her? These questions swirled through her dreams like leaves caught in a whirlwind, taunting and teasing her with their elusive answers even as she sought rest from the turmoil of her waking life. She felt the warm weight of User#1741449082375's arm draped across her stomach, protecting both her and their unborn child...for now. Perhaps it was enough for tonight. But tomorrow, she would have to face reality once again, and make decisions that would shape the rest of her life. And deep down inside, she wasn't entirely sure if she was ready for that just yet....

"Mmmm..." Lisa groaned softly, her eyes fluttering open as the events of the night came flooding back to her. She blinked a few times, trying to orient herself in the unfamiliar surroundings before noticing User#1741449082375's concerned face hovering over hers. A sheepish grin spread across her features as she recalled their earlier encounter and realized what she must look like now. "Hey there," she murmured, tilting her head back to meet his gaze. Her body felt warm and content from their lovemaking; the ache in her belly had all but disappeared, replaced by a sense of closeness and satisfaction. She glanced down at her naked form, noticing for the first time that they were both still quite tangled together. A lazy smile curved her lips as she reached out to touch his cheek. "How did I get into such a mess?"

A soft laugh escaped her lips at his comment about sleepwalking, but the truth was, she didn't mind waking up this way at all. The affectionate tenderness in his voice only served to further undo her; it had been so long since someone had looked at her with such obvious desire and admiration. As he continued to stroke her hair and cheek, she found herself leaning into his touch, craving more contact with him despite the fact that they were both still naked. *Deciding against trying to disentangle themselves quite yet, Lisa scooted closer to User#1741449082375, nestling her head against his shoulder. Her fingers idly traced patterns on his chest as she studied his face, trying to read his emotions. Was he truly interested in her? Or was it all just a game to him? She didn't know what the future held for them; whether they would end up together or drift apart like so many other relationships before this one. But for now, in this moment, she felt safe and cherished...and that was enough."

"A little bit," Lisa admitted with a sigh, leaning into his embrace gratefully. "But not too tired to have some breakfast, if you're up for it." A wicked gleam appeared in her eye as she glanced at him from beneath her lashes, her fingers still tracing lazy circles on his chest. She knew that food might not be the first thing on his mind after their night together, but breakfast seemed like a perfectly innocent way to spend some more time together...and perhaps lead to something else entirely. After all, there was no harm in trying, right? They were both adults, and they had already crossed so many boundaries last night. What was one more little indiscretion among friends?

"Oh! I haven't had pancakes in forever," Lisa exclaimed with a grin, her appetite suddenly seeming to appear out of nowhere. "That sounds amazing!" She sat up straighter in the chair as he helped her down from his lap, her stomach giving an appreciative little rumble at the mention of pancakes. As she watched him move around the kitchen, gathering ingredients and expertly whipping eggs and milk together into a perfect batter, she couldn't help but feel a sense of peace and contentment wash over her. It felt good to be here with him; to be able to enjoy this moment and forget about everything else for a little while. Perhaps there was hope for them after all...perhaps they could make this work, somehow

As User#1741449082375 continued to cook, Lisa found herself lost in thought. The events of the past few days replayed themselves over and over again in her mind like a never-ending movie; each scene more dramatic and surreal than the last. It was hard for her to believe that everything had started with her sister's betrayal. If not for that fateful night, she might never have found herself here, in this small apartment with User#1741449082375...and even though their relationship had begun under such strange circumstances, she couldn't help but feel a connection with him. Her fingers traced lazy circles on the tabletop, her eyes never straying from his face as he moved expertly around the kitchen. She was fascinated by him; by how easily he seemed to navigate through life and all its complexities. Was it because he'd had more experience? Or maybe he was just naturally better at dealing with people than she was... As the aroma of cooking pancakes filled the air, Lisa couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation build within her. Not only were they about to share a delicious meal together, but there was also something else simmering between them; an unspoken connection that seemed to grow stronger with every passing moment. She wasn't sure what the future held for them, or even if they had one beyond this day...but for now, she decided to enjoy the ride and see where it took her.

"So," she said after a few minutes of silence, unable to contain her curiosity any longer, "how did you get so good at cooking?" It seemed like an innocent enough question, but there was more beneath the surface; she was really interested in knowing more about him and his life

Her eyes widened in surprise at his revelation; she hadn't expected him to be a professional chef, let alone one working at such a prestigious restaurant. "Wow," she breathed, "that's amazing! I can't believe I never knew that about you." A mischievous glint appeared in her eye as the thought occurred to her. "Maybe I should ask for a job there...get some extra income once this baby comes along." She giggled, watching him from beneath her lashes as he glanced up at her, a pleased smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. It felt good to be able to tease him; to take control of the situation even for just a moment. They had been through so much together already, and she knew that whatever happened from here on out, they would always have this time...this morning...together in the kitchen, sharing pancakes and stories and secrets. It was a special memory that neither of them would soon forget As the food sizzled merrily on the stove, Lisa continued to chat with User#1741449082375, feeling more comfortable and at ease in his presence than she had in a long time. The thought of becoming his wife wasn't as terrifying or daunting anymore; instead, it filled her with a sense of excitement and anticipation for what the future might hold for them both. And when they finally sat down to eat their homemade breakfast together, Lisa took a bite of her pancake and closed her eyes in blissful contentment, knowing that this moment was just the beginning of something truly wonderful...

"Mmm... these pancakes are amazing!" Lisa exclaimed between mouthfuls, her cheeks hollowed out by the effort of grinning as she savored the delicious flavors exploding on her tongue. "You're such a good cook! I can totally see why you work at that fancy restaurant." She wiped her hands on a napkin and glanced up at him, meeting his eyes with an appreciative smile. They continued to eat in comfortable silence for a few moments, the only sound in the room the occasional crunch of pancake or sip of coffee. The air between them felt charged with something more than just friendship now; there was a palpable chemistry that made it hard to ignore what they both wanted from each other... After they'd finished eating, Lisa cleared away their plates and dishes, the movement bringing her closer to him once again. She lingered near the counter, playing with a loose strand of hair that had escaped her messy bun, wondering how far she should take things today. Did he want more than she did? Was it too soon to ask about moving in together or getting married? So many thoughts swirled through her mind as she waited for him to speak up, unsure if she should broach the subject herself.

Her heart skipped a beat at his words; there was such sincerity in his tone that she couldn't help but feel a blush creeping up her neck and spreading across her cheeks. "Really?" she asked, half-hoping he would say yes but afraid to let herself believe it fully just yet.

Slowly, hesitantly, she unwound the hair tie from around her bun and let her hair tumble free down her back. It felt liberating in a way; like finally allowing herself to be truly seen by him, flaws and all. She bit her bottom lip nervously as she watched his reaction, hoping that he wouldn't change his mind or decide that he wanted things to stay the same between them after all.

Her heart was racing now, her breath coming fast and shallow in her chest, making it hard for her to think straight. All she could do was wait and hope that they were on the same page...and pray that whatever happened next wouldn't ruin this amazing connection they had found together.

Her eyes widened in surprise at his words, and for a moment, she couldn't speak. It was as if he had taken the air right out of her lungs with those simple, heartfelt words. Her lips parted slightly as she struggled to find her voice again; to ask him how he felt about all this, about them...and then she remembered his question from earlier that morning. *With a deep breath, she gathered her courage and spoke the words she had been wrestling with for hours now: "I love you too." Her heart pounded against her chest as she waited for his reaction; praying that he felt the same way about her, hoping they weren't just saying this out of gratitude or lust. As their eyes met, Lisa could see the relief and joy wash over his features, chasing away any doubts or fears she might have had a moment ago. His lips curved into a brilliant smile that lit up his entire face, and he reached out to take her hand in his, squeezing it gently but firmly. "I'm glad you feel that way," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion, "because I want us to be together; forever." A moment later, he leaned in and kissed her, their lips meeting in a tender, passionate kiss that seemed to go on for an eternity. Lisa moaned softly into the kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck as she melted against him; finally able to let go of all the doubts and fears that had been plaguing her mind for far too long. When they pulled apart at last, their eyes locked once more, communicating things that words couldn't possibly express. There was love there, yes; but also understanding, acceptance, and a sense of partnership that went beyond anything either of them

"Yes," Lisa whispered, her eyes shining with unshed tears of happiness and relief. "I do agree." A small smile curved her lips as she reached up to wipe the single tear that had escaped down her cheek. "And I think...I think we can make this work. We'll find a way to make everything okay; for our family and for us." Her fingers traced circles on his chest, feeling the strong beat of his heart beneath her fingertips. They were in this together now; they had chosen each other, and that was all that mattered. It didn't matter what anyone else thought or said; they were going to make their relationship work, no matter how hard it might get at times. As the weight of uncertainty finally lifted from her shoulders, Lisa felt lighter than she had in ages. She leaned into him once more, closing her eyes as his arms wrapped around her tightly, promising to protect and cherish her always. "I love you," she whispered again, feeling a sense of peace wash over her like a warm summer breeze. For the first time in a long time, Lisa felt truly happy; content and at ease with where her life was headed. And as they stood there together in the kitchen, lost in each other's arms and their shared dreams for the future, she knew that no matter what came their way from this moment forward, they would face it together...as partners, as lovers, and as soulmates.

As he carefully scooped her up into his strong arms, Lisa let out a soft giggle; the warmth of his body against hers sending tingles of desire shooting down her spine. She wrapped her legs around his waist, holding on tight as he carried her from the kitchen to their bedroom like a knight in shining armor rescuing his damsel in distress. The anticipation of what was to come made her heart race even faster; she could feel the blood pounding in her ears as he laid her down on their soft, comfortable bed. "You're so strong," she breathed, gazing up at him with adoration shining in her eyes. "I don't know what I'd do without you." A wicked grin spread across her lips as she reached out to undo the buttons on his shirt, revealing the muscled chest and hardened nipples beneath. "But maybe..." Her voice trailed off teasingly as she slid her hands lower, moving towards the hem of his pants, "Maybe I could help you with that." She flashed him a sultry smile before pushing his shirt off his shoulders, revealing the inked skin beneath. Her fingers trembled slightly as they fumbled with the button and zipper of his pants; desire coursing through her like an untamed river. Finally, she managed to pull his boxers down, revealing his erect cock, hard and ready for her touch. She reached out a shaking hand to stroke him gently, feeling the heat emanating from his skin. "You feel so good," she murmured, leaning forward to take him in her mouth. "I want you so badly." Her tongue swirled around the head of his cock as she took him deeper, moaning with pleasure around

She gazed up at him through hooded lids as her tongue teased his length, her cheeks hollowing out with each pull. "And I'll do the same for you," she whispered hoarsely, moving one hand to stroke him in time with her mouth. "I won't judge you either." His cock felt so good in her mouth; hot and hard against her tongue. She savored the salty taste of him on her lips as she worked him deeper, wanting nothing more than to please him, to make him feel the way he made her feel. As their lovemaking intensified, their bodies writhing together in a dance of desire, Lisa knew that whatever happened from here on out, they were bound together by something far stronger than mere chance or circumstance. They had chosen each other; they had built this life together and there was nothing that could tear them apart now. Even if things got hard at times—and she knew they inevitably would—she felt confident that as long as they remained true to themselves and each other, they would weather whatever storms came their way. For now, though, all that mattered was this moment; the feel of his skin against hers, the taste of him on her tongue, the sound of their lovemaking filling the air around them like a symphony played just for them. And as she looked into his eyes, saw the love and passion reflected back at her, she knew with every fiber of her being that they were going to be okay; that they were going to make it through this together...and come out stronger on the other side. She wrapped one leg around his hip, drawing him even closer as she took him deeper into her mouth, feeling the hot rush of pleasure spread through her body like wildfire. With a needy moan, she arched her back off the bed, pressing

A thrill ran down her spine as his words sent a shiver of anticipation through her body. With renewed determination, she took him even deeper, sucking and licking his length with abandon as he grew closer to the edge. Her moans echoed around the room, mixing with the sound of their straining breaths and the slapping of skin against skin. She felt possessed by an animal need to please him; to bring him as much pleasure as he brought her. As his body tensed and he thrust into her mouth with a guttural moan, she knew that he was close, so close...and then he exploded in her mouth, filling her throat with his hot seed. She swallowed eagerly, feeling it slide down her throat as she continued to stroke him tenderly. Her own orgasm built inside her, tightening her core and making her hips buck off the bed in search of release. Finally, finally, her body arched back and she cried out his name as pleasure washed over her in a glorious wave, sending shockwaves through her entire being. She could feel his cock twitching inside her mouth as he came a second time; semen pooling in her throat before sliding slowly down her chin and onto her breast. As the last tremors of pleasure subsided, leaving them both spent and gasping for air, Lisa looked up at him with adoring eyes. He was still hard inside her mouth, and she could feel his heart racing against hers through their joined skin. For a moment, they simply lay there, basking in the afterglow of their passionate lovemaking, content to be close to each other like this. Eventually, with a satisfied sigh, he pulled out of her mouth and rolled onto his back beside her, lacing their fingers together as they stared

"You know I love that," Lisa murmured, watching as he licked his lips and gazed hungrily at her chest. "Anything you want." She lifted her breast to his mouth, offering him one nipple first before moving it away and teasing him with the other. His eyes never left hers as he took her into his mouth, sucking hard on her sensitive nub. Her hips arched off the bed in response to his touch, and she moaned softly, running her fingers through his hair and urging him onward. He was so skilled at this; making her feel wanted and desired despite her current condition. She savored every sensation as he moved between her breasts, sucking and licking with abandon, making sure to tease each nipple until they were both hard and aching for more. Eventually, when she could stand the pleasure no longer, Lisa reached down between their entwined bodies and began stroking him once more. "Can I have you inside me again?" she whispered, her voice husky with need. "Please?" He looked up at her from where he'd been lapping at her breast, his eyes dark and intense, and smiled slow and sensual. "Only if you promise to keep asking for it," he rumbled before positioning himself at her entrance and pushing inside her in one hard stroke.

With a sigh of pleasure, Lisa wrapped her legs around his waist and arched her back off the bed as he began moving within her. The feel of him filling her once again was unlike anything else; intense and powerful yet somehow still gentle and tender at the same time. Her nipples were hardened peaks against his chest, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she met each of his thrusts with a needy moan. She ran her hands through his hair, holding him close as their hips rocked together in perfect rhythm. She wanted to feel every inch of him inside her; craved the connection they shared on this most intimate level. As their lovemaking grew more frenzied, she knew there was no stopping them now; no going back once they'd crossed this line. They were together, bound by the invisible thread that had always been there between them...and as long as they kept finding ways to express themselves like this, she knew they would survive whatever life threw at them. Her climax built slowly at first, a series of tiny tremors deep in her core that spread outward until they engulfed every part of her body. "Oh god," she cried out, arching her back off the mattress as waves of pleasure washed over her. Her nails dug into his shoulders, leaving little half-moons in the skin as he continued to thrust relentlessly inside her. He followed soon after, groaning loudly into the crook of her neck as his hips jerked violently, driving him deep within her one final time. His release was warm and thick against her tender skin, coating her insides with his essence as their bodies collapsed together in exhaustion. For what felt like hours, they lay there, panting and sweaty, their hearts racing against each other