mpregdilfs: the awesome @blackenedyew came up with another great story for this blog. Enjoy! &mdash
mpregdilfs: the awesome @blackenedyew came up with another great story for this blog. Enjoy! ————————————————– Dad was always into baseball, and when I was put on the varsity team my Junior year, he couldn’t have been happier. It also happened that was the same year that the school was looking for a new assistant coach. Dad leapt at the chance. Now, as we were nearing the end of spring training, it was clear that in the fall, Dad had needed to sweeten his application process. We all knew it was Coach’s baby that was growing in him, because the two were nearly always together. Coach could be seen massaging Dad’s belly in the dugout as we practiced, and they even had “batting and catching” practice after the rest of the team had gone home. As his belly was growing he was getting slower and slower running after fly balls. He was winded soon, and stopped, bent over with his hands on his massive gut. His increased physical activity was baking the baby very active, and the hard kicking was tough on his body. The day he couldn’t buckle the umpire’s padding around the middle was the day Coach told him he might have to lay off working so hard for the team. Dad put up a fight, his huge, hard belly swinging around in his anger as he poked Coach in the chest to emphasize the point. Eventually they both gave in, Dad would do some of the easier work for the team as he continued to swell bigger and bigger, and Coach would make sure Dad was well supplied with massages and blowjobs to take care of his ever-hard cock. Now, Dad was lumbering up to the plate and his hugely round belly beat him there by a few seconds. He was so massive my now that he couldn’t wear a shirt, but loved his gut even more for that fact. The team was always hard around him because of the hormones he put off, so we were all “at bat” whenever Dad was around. He loved the attention, and we all loved seeing him squirm when the baby making his massive gut twitch moved. His pain was pleasure fuel for our hard young cocks, and we all loved it. ————————————————– Submissions are always welcome :) -- source link