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Subject: {ASSM} "Preggy Creampie Frustration" (FF FFM rom?) by Creampie Eater
Date: Mon, 27 Nov 2000 03:10:17 -0500
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DISCLAIMER:

This is a story about sex between consenting adults.  If you are not an
adult, you cannot consent, even to read this story.  Therefore, read
something else.  Note also that my stories may portray sexual acts that are
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Even so, caveat lector.

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Preggy Creampie
---------------

Shannon looked over at her friend Anna Lee, considering.  Anna Lee was a
good two months past being able to hide her pregnancy.  She was now in the
beginning stages of the uncomfortable period, and it would go down from
here.  And yet, Shannon thought that her friend was suffering from more than
simply being pregnant.  She was depressed, and it showed.

Shannon knew women who were glorious in their pregnancy.  The body was in
full bloom, filled with blood and vitality and hormones.  They positively
glowed.  Shannon envied these women every time she passed them.  When Ann
Lee told her she was pregnant, Shannon had been certain Anna Lee would glow.

The reality, though, was different.  Anna Lee had become convinced that she
was ugly, that she was fat, that she was stupid, and it showed.  She had
stopped caring for her appearance.  Her once beautiful blonde mane was now
an unkempt mop, showing at least three inches of darker roots.  Part of it
was how quickly her hair grew with the influx of blood and hormones, but
that didn't explain the lack of effort.

She had once been a clothes horse, with a stable of fashions that had been
useful in attracting Dave, her mate.  She could be counted on to wear
something stylish, sexy, yet sensible.  Shannon was forever wishing she were
Anna Lee's size so that she could borrow something, anything.  Now... now she
was wearing a shapeless sack and what looked like slippers.

In short, she was glowing alright, but she was glowing like a nuclear
meltdown instead of a ray of hope.

Dave, bless his heart, said nothing.  Anna Lee complained that their once
exciting life had withered to nothing.  Shannon thought it would be even
harder on Dave, who hadn't the happy hormones that Anna Lee did.  Shannon
was ashamed to admit it, but she also thought Anna Lee was luckier because
she didn't see herself as often as Dave saw her.  Anna Lee was pitiful to
look like, and she knew it.

So, Anna Lee was depressed.  And that created a cycle that was ugly to look
at.

Shannon loved Anna Lee like a sister.  They had been close forever, and were
bonded in ways that Dave and Anna Lee couldn't be.  Shannon was therefore
able to confront Anna Lee and get away with it.

It was during their Saturday morning breakfast together that she acted. 
Shannon and Anna Lee had breakfast together every Saturday while Dave went
and played golf.  They rarely made a fuss over their appearance during these
breakfasts, since they were normally at Anna Lee's.  This time they had gone
out, and while Shannon had taken care to look nice(ish), Anna Lee had
probably waddled out of bed and to Shannon's car when she picked her up.

"Anna Lee, can I tell you something and you won't get mad?" Shannon asked.

"Sure, Shan," she answered with a muffin bit hanging from her lip.  "What
about?"

Shannon paused, deciding her strategy at the last moment.  She had
considered reading Anna Lee the riot act, upbraiding her for being the slob
she had turned into.  But, despite the muffin crumb, Shannon loved her. So,
she went with Plan A.

"I am kidnapping you," she announced, flashing Anna Lee a smile.

"The hell you say?" Anna Lee said, in her best 'hick' voice that harkened
back to an ill-advised trip to West Virginia they still laughed about.

"Yep, I'm kidnapping you and giving you a day of surprises."

"What for?" Anna Lee asked.

"Because you deserve it," Shannon said.  "Dave doesn't know, so I'll call
him on his mobile and tell him to have some drinks and play gin rummy in the
clubhouse.  I won't be done with you until dinner time, and we can meet him
there for dinner."

Anna Lee had enjoyed Shannon's impulsiveness in the past, and she really
wanted to have a little fun for a change.  She decided she didn't want to
fight against something she wanted anyway, so she simply asked "Where are we
going?"

"You don't worry about that," Shannon said, pulling out her Nokia. 
"Worrying is my job today." She placed the call to Dave, who quickly agreed
after hitting his ball inside his opponent's on the green.

Finishing breakfast, Shannon and Anna Lee went to the Salon d'Or, a pricy
beauty emporium.  Anna Lee protested, saying that getting "cleaned up" was
wasted because she went to pot faster than she could keep up.

"Hey," Shannon replied, "its my money and I want you to look good tonite,
OK?  So, you just hush and let the swish do his magic."  The 'swish' was the
owner of the salon, M. Sal, who Shannon instructed to pull out all the
stops.  With a smile, he collected a small army of people to work on Anna
Lee.

M. Sal, decided that Anna Lee's mop just had to go.  He personally cut her
honey blonde hair, removing a foot or more of upkeep.  He cut it to shoulder
length, but frowned at the result.  So, he hacked off more, giving her a
pretty chinlength bob.  Freed of the weight, Anna Lee's hair regained some
bounce, and the improvement was obvious to even Anna Lee.  For the first
time in maybe a month, Shannon saw her smile.

M. Sal handed her off to a team of helpers, who led Anna Lee and Shannon to
a back area for further work.  Shannon was delighted to see the care and
extra attention they were giving Anna Lee.  Anna Lee was being treated as
something precious and special, and the effect was magical.  Even while Anna
Lee was returning physically to the beauty Shannon knew, Anna Lee was
returning mentally as well.

One girl gave Anna Lee a scalp massage while washing her hair.  Anna Lee
closed her eyes, loving the warm and soothing feelings.  As she lay back
enjoying it, two other girls were doing her nails.  She got a french
manicure, blunt cut with white tips.  The girls stayed well away, keeping
the toxic fumes from mother and child.  They finished about the time the
woman washing her hair switched to a "color enhancing" shampoo.  While she
washed in some highlights, the girls began rubbing in scented mineral oil
onto her feet.  Bless her heart, Anna Lee was the image of contentment.

Shannon and Anna Lee spent every minute of three hours in the Salon d'Or,
most of it with Anna Lee on the receiving end of some serious pampering. 
Shannon had treated herself too, getting her hair cut and colored with
reddish highlights.  They were a much more attractive pair coming out than
going in, but much of that was a reflection of their buoyed spirits.

"Thanks Shannon," Anna Lee enthused as they reached her car.  She pulled
Shannon into a hug after kissing her on the cheek.

Two things happened at that moment.  The first is that Shannon felt
surprisingly warm, her face turning a bit pink.  She had suppressed her
"more than friendly" feelings for Anna Lee for some time, not wanting to
ruin their friendship.  Now, with a few glasses of M. Sal's "complimentary"
( you do pay for everything, after all) champagne, she found herself feeling
looser than since her college days.  As she fought the impulse to turn her
face to try kissing Anna Lee, the second thing happened.  The baby turned
while they were pressed together.  Startled, Shannon stepped away.

"He jumped!" she exclaimed.

"Sure he did," Anna Lee smiled.  "He was showing you he likes you too."

"That was amazing!" Shannon said, wondering again at the gift that was newly
created life.

"Yes, it is amazing," Anna Lee chuckled, "but what is more amazing is that
he knows just how to stand on my bladder.  I need to go pee!"

"Can you wait?  We're five minutes from lunch."

"If it is a short five minutes!"

Shannon was still thinking of the moving child when Anna Lee finished her
potty and sat at the table.  Shannon thought of the incredible changes Anna
Lee was enjoying, and had a half smile on her face.

"Penny for your thoughts?" Anna Lee said.

"What?" Shannon responded, breaking from her reverie.  "Oh, sorry.  I was
thinking of all the things you get to enjoy when you are pregnant."

Anna Lee looked surprised.  "Enjoy?  Yes, I suppose so.  But there are other
things that provide balance.  Like peeing every ten minutes."  Anna Lee
looked at her friend, who seemed absorbed in looking at her back.  "Hello? 
What are you looking at?"

"Anna Lee," Shannon said, "you are beautiful."

"Thanks to you and Monsieur Sal."

"Don't be so self-depreciating," Shannon objected.

"Don't use such big words!" Anna Lee laughed.  "What sort of person uses a
word like 'self-depreciating' anyways?"

Shannon paused while the waiter poured some champagne.  She didn't usually
drink the stuff, but the buzz she had on now felt so good she wanted to
continue.  After he left, she leaned in to Anna Lee.  "The sort of person
who cares about you, is all.  The sort of person who knows you are beautiful
and the sort of person who sees you putting yourself down and letting
yourself turn into the person you say you are."

Anna Lee laughed again.  "That was some convoluted logic Shan!"  She pointed
at the glass of blubbling champagne.  "Can I have a taste?"  She reached
over and grabbed the glass, then took the smallest of sips.  "I sure miss
drinking, but I won't harm my baby."

"I really admire your self-restraint," Shannon said.  Even as she said it,
she knew she sounded like an infatuated teenage girl, which was more-or-less
what she was.  She was infatuated, but she was no longer a teen.  She drank
the rest of the glass of champagne, promising herself that it was the last.

"God, you sound just like Dave," Anna Lee said, from behind her menu.  She
didn't see Shannon's face when she replied, "that's because we both love
you."  Something about the tone, though, registered with Anna Lee, and
started her thinking.

Shannon didn't keep her promise to herself.  When the waiter refilled her
glass, she thought it was a waste to, uh, let it go to waste.  She felt the
same about the next glass too, and with each glass Shannon allowed herself
to move further out on the limb.  She moved closer to the feelings she'd
hidden and actions she'd restrained for years.

Anna Lee, with months of sobriety on her side, noticed things about
Shannon's behavior that she had never caught before.  It wasn't just one big
thing, but a dozen little things.  They all added up to a single fact,
however: Shannon was flirting with her.

The very thought that her old friend was flirting with her was both
unsettling and flattering.  She was flattered, and who wouldn't be.  Shannon
was a little overweight but very pretty.  When on the prowl, which wasn't
often, Shannon exuded an aura of sexuality that was mesmerizing.  When she
wanted to get laid, she had more than one man sniffing around her at the
bars.  Now she was flirting with Anna Lee, and ohmygod she was exuding that
aura of sexuality.  It was unsettling because Anna Lee felt her body
reacting almost involuntarily, and she too didn't want screw things up with
her best friend.

So lunch was spent in a weird reversal of roles.  Shannon, who had long
hidden her attraction to Anna Lee, became bolder as she became tipsier. 
Anna Lee, who was usually the sex magnet (or at least had been before
pregnancy), was now the reserved one struggling against her own desires. 
Shannon didn't really understand the signals she was throwing, and wasn't
doing it on purpose.  Even so, she ate her cheesecake in a way that made
Anna Lee's stomach convulse in desire and made her pussy wetten.

"I gotta go pee," Anna Lee explained again hurriedly.  She went to the
lady's room, taking her purse with her.  She went into the stall and drained
her bladder, but as she wiped herself dry she gave into the moment.  She
spread her legs and rubbed her hard clit, trying not to think of Shannon and
failing.  The more she tried to not think of her, the more she did think of
her, and they were unnatural thoughts too!

In the full bloom of pregnancy, she was liable to pour out her juices like a
fire hydrant.  It was the reason she kept Ultra Maxi Pads in her purse; it
was usually an embarrassment.  But now, as she thought about the animalistic
look on Shannon's face, she used the juices to lube her clit.  She could
hear the sloppy sounds of her frantic fingers, and felt herself go.  Trying
to be quiet, she huffed as she came hard.  She felt her fingers get soaked
as a squirt of girl-cum bubbled out.  The orgasm, while big, didn't satisfy
her, and as she wiped again and put on her pad she knew she'd need another
orgasm soon.

When Anna Lee returned to the table, a bit more buoyant now but hungrier
than ever, Shannon was just signing the lunch check.  "Ready to go?" Shannon
asked.

"Where to?" Anna Lee asked.

"Shopping!" Shannon smiled, seeing the pleased reaction on Anna Lee's face. 
Without much more to-do, they left the restaurant and Shannon drove them to
an upscale department store.  This particular store advertised themselves as
caring more about the customer than even Nordstrom's.

The store had a personal shopper service, by coincidence next to the
maternity section.  So, after a brief interview, a trained employee went off
in search of some clothes for Anna Lee while they chatted (and Shannon
sipped some more champagne).  Anna Lee, perhaps as a result of her makeover,
unconsciously sent out signals of sexual receptiveness that Shannon caught. 
The coy looks Anna Lee gave, the flick of her hair behind her ear, the
licking of the lips, all of it, hit Shannon right on target and made her
squirm.  Gradually, they both became aware of their growing sexual tension,
and Shannon's inhibitions were knocked down by the bubbly.  When the
personal shopper arrived with an armful of things for Anna Lee to try,
Shannon offered to help her try them on in the changing room.

As was natural for two women of longtime friendship, Anna Lee felt no
embarrassment in unclothing in front of Shannon to try on her new outfits. 
She quickly tried on a couple, as Shannon gave her honest opinion ("not your
color", "those stripes make you look like a bumblebee"). Anna Lee was
standing in her bra and panties, when Shannon saw the baby turn.

"Oh my God, did you see that?" Shannon blurted out.

"See it?" Anna Lee laughed, "I felt it!"  Shannon reached out to touch the
life inside Anna Lee, but pulled back her hand as she thought about how rude
it would seem.  "Go ahead," smiled Anna Lee, "you can feel my tummy". 
Shannon placed her hand on Anna Lee's full belly, feeling the little boy (or
was it a girl?) turn inside.  It was amazing, she knew, the movements of a
created being not yet born.  "You can sometimes hear her," Anna Lee
prompted.  "Makes a sloshing noise."

Kneeling, Shannon pressed her ear to her friend's stomach.  She could hear
her (or was it him?) move.  She got kicked in the ear once, which made her
laugh.  She stayed there, completely enthralled, until the baby quieted
again.  Unwilling to lose the moment, she stayed there a few seconds more. 
Preparing to sigh, she took a deep breath.

She smelled Anna Lee's pussy, which had saturated the pad.

Her eyes popped open from the dreamy reverie she was in, and she took a
another deep sniff.  Sure enough, it was the smell of a woman, and Shannon
felt her stomach empty.  Well, not exactly empty, because she had severe
butterflies.  Shannon knew it was the right time to proposition her friend,
and not because her friend had the scent of a woman in heat.  It was the
right time because Shannon felt lust unlike any she'd known before, and a
feeling that she had to make a move now or else she never would.

She stayed kneeling before Anna Lee, and looked up at her.  She placed both
her hands on her belly, as if to stroke the baby.  Anna Lee looked down at
her, and recognized at once the look in Shannon's eyes.  Her knees almost
went weak as she waited for Shannon to say something.

Finally, Shannon decided on what to say.  "You are so beautiful Anna Lee,"
she said with emotion.  "You need to get some sexy things to wear, make
Steve want you, although I know he already does."

"I don't feel sexy or beautiful," Anna Lee said, hoping she didn't
discourage her friend.  "And maybe," she added as bait, "it's not Steve I
would like to want me."

Shannon caressed Anna Lee's stomach, trying so hard to repress her fears
that she missed the intent of Anna Lee's comment.  "Well, I think you are
sexy and beautiful."  She continued stroking her friend's belly.

"Mmmmmm, that feels nice," Anna Lee sighed.  `A little lower' she thought
but didn't say.

Finally encouraged, Shannon tried, "I think if you had a nice body stocking
with cutouts at the right places... that would be sexy."  When Anna Lee didn't
disagree, she swallowed hard and went on, "maybe a nice textured lace up the
legs," she slid her hands up Anna Lee's legs "and some" gulp! "lace over
your breasts" she touched Anna Lee's bra, noticing how big her nipples were.
"But, I think Steve'd appreciate it if the stocking had an opening" hands
sliding down "right about here".  She slid her fingers in a circle around
Anna Lee's pubis, missing her pussy and making Anna Lee groan a little.

Shannon looked up, amazed at the response, which was more than she ever had
hoped.  Enboldened and against her own fears, she finished, "and that would
give him good access to here."  She pressed her palm against Anna Lee's
crotch, feeling the pad, feeling how hopelessly full it was of juices,
seeing it immediately wetten Anna Lee's panties.

Now sure Anna Lee wouldn't protest, she slid her palm back and forth,
sliding the pad against Anna Lee's pussy.  Anna Lee reacted almost
violently, grinding her crotch against Shannon's firm hand, feeling her clit
bump against the pad.  She was close to another orgasm.

"Quick, pull down my panties," she murmured.  "Let me cum on your face."  It
was an outrageous command, but she saw the wild look on Shannon's face as
she did it immediately.  In a second, she was cumming while Shannon sucked
hard at her clit.  She felt herself squirt juices, her orgasm a product of
years of desire for Shannon and the knowledge that they had finally done it.
It was an emotional orgasm for both of them; it was a very satisfying orgasm
for Anna Lee.

Anna Lee helped up the dreamy-eyed Shannon, who wore a shit-eating grin on
her juice-covered face.  "Damn that was nice," she said gently.  Then a
thought occurred to her; "Do I need to return the favor?"  She wanted to.

"Ummmm, no," Shannon smiled.  "I came while you came."  It was a nice big O
too, the kind that soaked her panties to ruin.

"You mean you came for the first time today," Anna Lee said.  "Why don't we
go back to my place and wait for Steve together?"

"That's a very good idea," Shannon said in mock seriousness.  "I'll buy
these things while you get dressed."  She paid for the things--after
collecting a bodystocking for Anna Lee as well--then they made their way to
Shannon's car.  As they passed by the shoe department, Shannon insisted they
stop and get Anna Lee some sexy shoes.

"It's no use," Anna Lee protested, "my feet hurt in heels and I don't think
I can keep my balance."

Shannon smiled at her.  "You only have to stand on them for a few minutes,
and then they'll look sexy with your feet in the air."  Anna Lee looked
shocked, and pleased, both.  "Don't you think sex with your shoes on is
sexy?"

"In that case, how about red shoes?" Anna Lee grinned.  The idea that
Shannon was thinking about how she'd look during sex turned her on, again. 
`Good thing I changed my pad,' she thought.

On the way home, they agreed they didn't want to go to the club after all. 
They wanted to get into bed as soon as possible, and dinner at the country
club would build tension that they didn't need.  They were both feeling
completely sexual, and wanted to exploit the feelings before they changed
their mind.  Anna Lee called Steve from Shannon's cellphone, asking when
he'd be home; in about an hour was the answer.

Arriving home, Shannon suggested they get ready and then `enjoy themselves.'

"I'd like to freshen up," Anna Lee admitted, "but I don't want to ruin my
new look."

"MMmmmm, then how about a sponge bath?"  Shannon asked.  Anna Lee quickly
agreed, and a smiling Shannon helped the smiling mother-to-be to disrobe. 
"God, you are beautiful," Shannon stated when the nude Anna Lee stood before
her.  Stepping close, Shannon traced over Anna Lee's body, feeling another
woman intimately for the first time.  It felt so sexy, so sensual, so right.
Her hand slid down to Anna Lee's thick bush, luxuriant in its growth.  She
could feel the wetness, the heat, but the dense tangle stopped her
exploration.  "Would you mind if I shaved you?" she asked, feeling her own
pussy throb as she said it.

"I used to be shaved for Steve, but it grows so fast now and I am always so
tired...." Anna Lee apologized.  She loved the feeling of her pussy being
bald, and especially the wet slickness of a tongue sliding over her skin.

"Then, I'll do it, but let's get the rest of you clean."

Anna Lee sat on a bench covered with a towel while Shannon washed her,
pampered her, loved her.  It was so warm, so pleasant.  It was exciting, to
be prepared for sex.  That what was happening, she realized.  She was being
prepared to engage in sex with Steve and Shannon.  She could feel her pussy
soaking the towel, and her nipples nearly popped erect.

"I'll shave your pits and your legs," Shannon said.  Anna Lee would have
been mortified eight months ago to have her stubble pointed out.  But now,
she was thankful to have a friend, and she enjoyed the experience too,
especially when Shannon kissed the newly shaved areas.  "Now," Shannon said,
smiling at Anna Lee like a wolf smiles at a lamb, "time to shave you there."

Shannon led Anna Lee to the bed, and positioned the bench at the foot.  She
put Anna Lee's feet on the bench, and had her lay down with her legs spread.
Shannon saw Anna Lee's cheeks flush as she trimmed off the longest hairs
with scissors.  Shannon was confused, wanting to watch her friend's obvious
pleasure, but also wanting to see the pink flesh revealed.  When she could
see it clearly, she had trouble breathing.  Anna Lee's pussy was so
beautiful, almost red with flushed blood and her labia swollen.  But what
really caught her attention was how fucking wet she was.  There was
literally a pool of juices waiting to pour out (or be sucked).  Shannon
desperately needed to touch herself, to cum, but she barely kept control. 
She used Steve's foamy shaving cream brush to lather Anna Lee's pubes.  Then
she carefully removed the foam with a razor, her lust growing with each
stroke.

Shannon had wanted to eat Anna Lee for sooooo long.  She had dreamt of
putting her tongue into her friend, getting her face wet with Anna Lee's
cream.  And now... now her friend was lewdly displayed in front of her.  Anna
Lee's spread pussy, oozing juice as she watched, so slick looking.  It was
too much.  She slid her hands onto Anna Lee's inner thighs and pushed them
wider apart.

Anna Lee arched her back as her best friend began to tongue her pussy.  She
felt a jolt of pleasure every time her clit got brushed.  She wanted to fuck
her friend's face, and tried to rock her hips back and forth on Shannon's
mouth, but she couldn't summon the strength to rock her ponderous pregnant
belly.  So, despite her will, she had to lay there and be pleasured.  What a
difference!  She couldn't even see her friend's face over her baby, but
could only hear Shannon's moans.

Shannon too was learning.  She could feel Anna Lee's orgasm build, and she
was determined to make it a huge one.  She quickly found that when she
sucked on Anna Lee's clit or sucked out her juices that Anna Lee would moan
and tense as if about to cum.  So, she studiously avoided those activities. 
Instead, she lapped at her juices (while being careful to avoid her clit),
and then sucked and chewed on her labia.  As a reward, she had all the
juices she could swallow.  It was like taking a cumshot in the mouth, only
thinner and tangier.

"Oh... Shan..." Anna Lee muttered, "make me cum... please... please..."

Shannon was willing by now, but she wanted to feel it.  She shifted her
body, getting into a good position.  Then, she began to concentrate on Anna
Lee's clit, tickling it with her tongue tip in between gentle kisses and
sucks.  When she sensed Anna Lee was just about there, she put her fore- and
middle-fingers together and sank them deeply into her soaking hole.  With a
tremendous gasp, Anna Lee came.  Her cunt clamped down on Shannon's fingers,
making it hard to continue pumping.  Her hand became soaked.  `How much
juice could one pussy produce?' she laughed to herself, even while thinking
of how good her fingers would taste.

She was still licking her fingers when Anna Lee finally stirred.  "Oh God,"
she purred, "that was soooo nice."  She sat up and reached for Shannon,
pulling her into a kiss that seemed natural from the first.  "Oh my gosh,"
she said, "your mouth tastes like me!"

Shannon laughed.  "So do my fingers," she said.  She glanced over at the
clock, and started.  "Shit!  Steve'll be home any minute.  You need to get
ready!"

Both women hopped off the bed, Shannon far more nimbly than Anna Lee. 
Shannon went and got her surprise purchase, the body stocking, and presented
it to Anna Lee.  It was a struggle shoehorning her into the lingerie, then
fixing her hair and touching up her makeup, but when she was done Shannon
was smiling broadly.

Anna Lee was stunning.  Her swollen puffy feet were in the sexy high heels,
and then her still-shapely legs led to her completely revealed crotch.  Her
pussy was nestled in the opening of the lingerie, her full lips hanging
slightly, promising to unfold into sexy pleasure.  The lack of pubic hair
made her pinkness all the more vivid, and it begged to be licked
(repeatedly).  Above her pussy, the baby stretched her lingerie taught,
proclaiming her as a mother-to-be.  Her breasts were full, her nipples fat
and stretching the fabric.  The V-neck showed her freckles, but who's eyes
wouldn't travel up to her friendly, sexy, wanton face?  Her lips, now
coloured a blood red, begged to be kissed.  Her eyes wore a dark rich color
covered by glittering powders, an evening look, an inviting look. Her new
bob hairdo framed her angelic face, completing her.  She looked like what
she was, a sexy pregnant woman willing and wanting to be fucked.

They finished in the nick of time, because Dave chose that moment to return
home.  He walked in, expecting to see pizza or something, and the girls
chatting like hens.  Instead, he had to search the house for them.  He found
them in the bedroom, and his eyes about popped.

His Anna Lee, the old sexy Anna Lee, had returned, and in spades.  He took
her in, from head to toe to head again, speechless.  He looked to Shannon
sitting on the bed, who smiled at him, and all he could do was gulp and try
to settle down.  He wasn't sure what he had walked into, but there was a
sexual energy in the air he had never felt before.

Shannon stood.  "I'll go get us something to drink, OK?"  She wanted to let
Dave and Anna Lee be together.  She went to the fridge in the garage,
knowing she'd find champagne there.  She took out two bottles, one for her
and Dave, and a non-alcoholic one for Anna Lee.  She found their little
travel cooler and put the bottles in, emptying the ice trays to chill them. 
Glasses were easy to find, so she was back in the bedroom five minutes
later, finding Anna Lee standing with Dave's head between her hands, kissing
him hard.

Shannon watched their passion as she uncorked the bottles and poured
glasses.  She went to them and kissed each of their cheeks, breaking their
kiss.  They smiled at her, and she handed them their glasses, then took her
own.  "Here's to good friends getting back into the sack," she proposed.

They clinked glasses, then took sips.  Anna Lee leaned over and told
Shannon, "Thanks for being such a great friend," and kissed her.  Dave,
shocked, stood slack-jawed as Anna Lee led the kiss from chaste to
tongue-wrestling.  The girls, still kissing, smiled and handed Dave their
glasses.  Their hands freed, they began to explore each other as he watched,
still not-quite-able to come to grips with it.  Anna Lee ended the kiss,
exclaiming "Fuck girl!  You are a great kisser!"

Shannon smiled at the praise.  "Oh and speaking of fucking..." she grinned. 
Both girls turned towards Dave, who was now pretty sure it was his lucky
day.  Shooting a personal best one over par and taking Bob's money was
nothing, he was guessing, to what lay in store.  They each took an arm and
"dragged" him over to the bed.  They both pounced on him, giggling and
kissing.

The giggling stopped soon enough, though.  Shannon's hand found its way to
Dave's crotch, and she cupped his cock.  Dave looked sharply at Anna Lee,
who gave a Mona Lisa-like smile and kissed him deeply.   Dave's hand
continually played with Anna Lee's hair, as if amazed it was so short.  She
shivered when he traced over her nape, and kissed him all the more deeply. 
Everyone was getting excited.

When Shannon dared to unzip Dave's slacks, Anna Lee broke her long kiss with
him.  "Go get undressed," she purred at Shannon, while sliding her face down
to take Dave's dick in her wet mouth.  Shannon was apprehensive about this
moment, but excited too, so she slid off the bed, refilled hers and Dave's
glasses, downed hers, and steeled her nerves.  Dave was watching intently,
and she could see the hunger in his eyes.  Anna Lee would pause
occasionally, and Shannon saw the hunger there too.  Damn.

She was wearing a red silk panties and bra combo, chosen for just this
moment.  Her clothes, sliding over the underwear, made her gooseflesh bump. 
Standing there, she tried to decide whether to return to the bed partially
undressed or nude.  Dave settled the matter by panting lewdly, "show me your
pussy".  It was an obscene command, but Shannon wanted obscenity now.  She
stripped off her bra, her fingers playing with her nipples for Dave's (and
her) benefit.  She delighted in his frustration, and Anna Lee's too.  Anna
Lee appeared to want to see her nude as much as Dave, and the thought made
her gush yet again.  Slowly she peeled off her soaked red panties, revealing
her carefully trimmed pussy.  Both Anna Lee and Dave licked their lips when
they saw the patch of fur on her pubes over her shaved lips.

Shannon refilled her glass and Anna Lee's before strutting to the bed and
demanding it was Dave's turn to get naked.  Anna Lee left a strand of saliva
on his meat, then shoved him jokingly off the bed.  Anna Lee and Shannon
then sat side by side against the headboard, sipping their drinks and
watching Dave strip.  He found the attention to be unnerving, especially
with Anna Lee and Shannon urging him "show us the beef".  Nude, he stood
there, watching them and stroking his hardon.

Shannon urged Anna Lee to lay on her back.  "Come on, Dave, fuck her," she
commanded.  She reached down and touched Anna Lee's pussy, spreading her
very wet opening.  "She's ready for you...."

Dave got a scared look.  "I'll hurt the baby... puts its eye out or
something..."

"Please baby," Anna Lee moaned, as Shannon circled her clit.  "I need you to
fuck me, it won't hurt the baby, but I need it so bad!

Dave watched as Shannon spread her lips, nodding at him.  It had been so
long since he had fucked her.  He wanted it, but maybe she needed it.  "Are
you sure?" he asked.

"Yes, and now--oh!"  she exclaimed as Shannon penetrated her with a finger,
then coated her clit with the steamy fluid.  Dave could see she was almost a
river, constantly oozing her juices.

He moved over and slowly slid in while Shannon caressed Anna Lee's clit. 
Anna Lee let out a long, low moan of intense pleasure, and pressed her hips
down, trying to hurry his entry.  Dave went slow, both because he was afraid
he'd hurt her and the baby, and because he felt about to cum.  The initial
entry was the danger point for him, and soon enough he was safely in to the
hilt.  He stayed there, his wife's hot pussy feeling like a pool of honey,
throbbing and gripping him, urging him to fill her inside with his own
fluids.  But he fought the good fight, holding back his ejaculation until he
felt he was able to thrust.

He almost lost it again when he heard his darling wife coo to Shannon,
"c'mon and sit on my face."  He heard her moan as she began to lick the
pussy that settled over her face.  Shannon closed her eyes, and licked her
lips as Anna Lee ate her for the first time.  Ate anyone for the first time!
Dave felt her pussy begin to throb, and then he felt her cum, gripping him
intensely.  Oh lord, his wife was cumming from eating another woman!  Dave
lost it then, grunting as he came himself.

Dave felt woozy as he rolled off her, his cock trailing cum.  Shannon, on
the other hand, felt just fine.  And she wanted to do something she'd only
seen once in a DVD.  She lifted off the heavily breathing Anna Lee, and
crawled to her pussy.  Concentrating intensely, she pushed two fingers in,
feeling them instantly coated with cream.  Closing her eyes, she pulled them
out and put them in her own mouth.  It was intoxicating, like a distilled
version of pussy and sperm, blended into one taste.  She lowered her mouth
then, licking and sucking on the slime emerging from Anna Lee's hole.

Anna Lee felt herself beginning to be aroused (truth is, she never had
completely discharged her arousal), and began to squirm at the pleasure her
friend was giving her.  She began to hump at Shannon's face, making it hard
for Shannon to eat her efficiently, and coating Shannon's face with the
creampie.  When the fluid came up clean, smiling Shannon moved over to Dave
and kissed him.

Dave had never eaten a creampie before either, so the taste was new to him. 
He wasn't sure he liked the idea of eating his own cum, but Shannon wasn't
giving him a choice.  She held his face and kissing him oh-so-deeply.  She
didn't stop until she saw Anna Lee moving to rub the source of the flavor on
his mouth.

Anna Lee settled on him, her belly sagging as she leaned over him.  Dave
thrashed a little under her.  He really wasn't a fan of eating pussy, and
Anna Lee's was extraordinarily wet now.  The almost non-stop sex, the
pregnancy, Dave's cum, her new sexy self-image... it all combined to make her
juicier than ever before.  Dave lapped at her, inexpertly, until he felt a
hand grip his flaccid shaft, followed a second later by a warm mouth.

Shannon cleaned his dick of the tasty creampie, then set herself the goal of
getting him hard.  It wasn't that difficult, given how long it had been
since he had sex, but she stopped now and again to french Anna Lee.  Anna
Lee fondled his shaft tenderly, lovingly, for she loved Dave and loved his
cock.  Now she held it out, nodding for Shannon to mount her husband.

She loved the expression on Shannon's face as she sat on his cock.  It was
pure ecstasy. She heard her husband groan, felt his exhaling on her cunt. 
She ground her wetness on his face, urging him to go back to work.  Sharing
her husband with another woman was probably a bad idea, but she had feelings
for Shannon. Yeah, the three of them fucking was a bad idea, but to Anna Lee
it was something she'd look forward to doing again.

Anna Lee found herself getting tired in the position.  She felt another
orgasm coming, but she wasn't close and she was uncomfortable.  So she slid
off her husband, and laid with her head on his stomach, watching his cock
moving in and out of Shannon.  She saw how wet it was... how wet she was.  The
whole thing was wet, and tempting.  Sliding down a little further, she
gripped his shaft, and urged Shannon off.  She pointed it at her own face
and swallowed it.  She loved the tangy pussy flavor it had, and loved
hearing his moans.  Next, she tipped her head up and lapped at Shannon's
open pussy.  Then, she put Dave at Shannon's opening, and let them resume
fucking.

This went on many times, Dave getting harder and Shannon getting wetter
until Anna Lee was sure one or both was going to cum.  Trying to tip the
balance, she sucked at Shannon's clit as best she could.  Shannon began to
cum, calling out to Anna Lee over and over.

"Cum, baby, cum," Anna Lee murmured to Dave as Shannon started calming down.
Dave went into high gear, jamming himself hard into Shannon as she fought to
stay on.  With a bellow, Dave came, Anna Lee's hands milking his nuts,
trying to get out every drop of semen.

Shannon let herself fall off, and Anna Lee deftly took Dave's cock into her
mouth.  I few good bobs, and he was cleaned up.  Anna Lee then turned her
attention to Shannon.  She looked at her friend's pussy, thinking how pretty
it was.  It was red from hard fucking, the lips laying wetly spread.  Her
opening was leaking cum, but otherwise was a gorgeous pink inside.  It
looked very, very edible.

Anna Lee got onto her knees, her face between Shannon's spread legs.  She
held her pussy open with her thumbs, then sank her tongue deep into the
steaming pool.  Both women let out contented sighs as she licked out the cum
her husband had deposited.  It was a moment of pure bliss for all of them.

Dave sat, watching his pregnant wife eating her first creampie, and loving
it to boot.  Her heavy belly was hanging down, resting on the bed.  As he
watched, he saw it move a little, and was aware that the life inside her had
stirred.  He thought about it.  Until tonite, he had been afraid to touch
her, afraid of harming his baby.  He saw her glowing, so happy that he must
have been wrong.  Now he saw her delighting in eating the creamy goo from
her friend's pussy.  He thought about how he until tonite thought it would
be disgusting, but Anna Lee evidently didn't think so, nor did Shannon
before her.

"Yep," he resolved, "I'll make one more and have a taste myself."

And for Anna Lee, the last trimester would prove to be the best.



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