Dragons Breath Ch 02

LEGALESE: Don't read this if you are underage, if it is illegal in your area, if it is offensive to you, or if you cannot distinguish fiction from reality. This is a work of fiction.

All sexually active characters are above the age of consent on their planet of origin.

Many thanks go to RF-Fast for editing and polishing. Any bad grammar left is wholly on me and my artistic style... and a strong reliance on spell check.

Copyright (c) 2017 by Acup

A word of warning, I write good stories, I hope, with some decent sex in them. If you're looking for a stroker look somewhere else.

The disclaimers have been moved to the end of the story for my ADD readers.

ENJOY!

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Donna and I started spending a lot of time together, and more particularly over at a friend of hers, Cris, and her husband Don.

They were quite the opposites. Don with big curly hair, almost a white mans afro, was a man that loved his baseball, and soft ball if there wasn't any on TV. Oh and he also LOVED his beer. When we stopped in on the weekends he was usually well into a six pack by noon, and a twelve pack by supper time.

Cris was a few inches shorter than me, long dark hair almost to her waist. And oh yeah, ABOUT SEVEN MONTHS PREGNANT! And she was as hot as a furnace pregnant woman, open the windows in January kind of pregnant. My first vision of her when Donna introduced us was in a tank top, no bra or built in, and a pair of those super short silky shorts trying to eat their way into her ass and pussy. Oh and the piping on the sides were split all the way to the waist, no panties under those things!

When I first met them, it was the middle of April, not exactly pool weather, but Cris was itching to get out there. They lived in a basement apartment of one of her parents rental houses, and mom and dad had put a sixteen foot round pool out on the lower patio for her. With the warmer than usual spring, dad had finally relented to filling and starting it almost a month before the official start of pool season on Memorial day.

Mmmm, and as her due date got closer and closer she became hotter and hotter, both in dress and her body heat. Tank tops became long t-shirts, became short t-shirts, became crop tops barely covering her swelling tits, and I DO mean SWELLING!

She was what I would guess as a decent C cup when I first met her, but as she got closer her chest swelled to a pair of lovely swinging jiggling DD orbs with big prominent nipples. They and her areola darkening to the point that only solid dark tops could hide those prominent points of interest.

And through all this was me and Donna. We would stop in from time to time, sitting back and enjoying a nice evening or afternoon while Don sat and watched sports and drank his beer. He would occasionally add a word or two here and there, but that was just in passing between the TV and the fridge.

Sitting back and holding, almost cuddling, with Donna while the girls chatted, I enjoyed being with her and watching Cris move and sway as her hands were talking. Enjoying the way her pussy and ass were munching on her shorts when she got up to get something to drink, until Donna would turn my head to give me a nice kiss and Cris commenting 'get a room.'

And pretty soon we would have to leave and go back to Donna's place to fuck until one of us passed out, each of us trying to out do the other in the groping and stroking on the drive over.

The opening of the pool started a whole new chapter in the games with Donna. We were invited over that weekend, and I was anticipating a lot of caresses and gropes under water making me grin so hard it hurt. That and trying to keep my hard on down.

But when we came around the back steps that soon became an impossibility.

"Hey girl!" Donna hollered out.

"Hey there your self," Cris hollered back as she stood up out of the water with her back to us. But when she turned only the blow job on the way over prevented me from cumming in my trunks and blowing a hole in them.

Cris stood up in a medium gray t-shirt, clinging to her body as she did, and then it only got worse. She tipped her head back to gather her long hair making those tits point skyward, then gathering her hair up stood back straight letting her t-shirt form itself to her skin, NOT HIDING A DAMN THING!

Donna pealed off her shirt and shorts and hopped in over the rail in her little pink bikini. I had to stand close to the pool wall to drop my shorts, and then wait until they were somewhat engaged, before climbing the ladder quick and turn just as quick to back down into the water to hide my aching hard on.

We splashed and swam a bit, Donna's wet bikini clinging to her doing a decent job of distracting me from Cris' flopping and swaying tits, but not much. Thankfully Donna interpreted my constant hard on to appreciating her new bikini.

Drying off watching two wiggling, giggling women did nothing to let it go down, and Donna teased me rubbing her barely covered ass against my cock trying to break free before we went inside... to the refrigerator!

Thankfully Cris went to the back to change, coming out in a somewhat thinner t-shirt, but dry so I wasn't tormented as much. That was left to Donna. Since she didn't bring anything else to wear, she thought it would be comical to slip off her bikini top and just wear her shirt. But that was best done with only the bottom two buttons done, and pulling it back to show me her tit and roll her nipple between her fingers when Cris was out of the room.

Don none the wiser behind her with his eyes glued to the TV ball game and beer in hand.

Now that isn't to say I didn't think Cris was playing fair either. She would lean over and shift on her feet when getting my drink making her tits wobble and nipples working on that t-shirt. But no comments like she was doing it on purpose so I just enjoyed the show.

I think Cris was taking pure, evil, pleasure in teasing me over the next few weeks though as her tops got thinner and shorter as she was in the pool. She blamed it on needing to cool down more and more as her due date got closer, counting the days now as Memorial day approached with her due the middle of June.

Memorial Day weekend. We spent a better part of the weekend over there, Don being gone all three days umpiring for a 3-2 league tournament.

Of course Cris was in the pool when we got there. But her short outfits had been taken to the extreme. Her short t-shirt was replaced with a crop top, the only nod to modesty was an elastic strip holding it snug up under her tits letting it form completely to her chest. Her little shorts were now a skimpy pair of panties that barely came above her prominent landing strip.

And Donna didn't help opting for a thin old t-shirt and gym shorts since she knew Don wasn't going to be around.

FUCK MEEEE!

So here I am with cold drink in hand, soft drink since I had to work tonight, watching the girls frolic in the cool water. And actually being able to sit since Cris had brought one of those shower seats into the pool so she could sit when she got tired instead of having to climb out.

And then Donna decided she would fight me for the seat, pushing and shoving to push me off the side, pulling on my leg, etc.

But having the muscle on land didn't necessarily give her the advantage in water, that and I had more to grab and grope. Lifting and pulling on her t-shirt to get the seat back was making Cris laugh. And cheered her on when Donna stood up and peeled it off leaving her in just her wet white shorts to continue the battle. But since she had already exhausted herself she succumbed to me pulling her in close. That and a good grip on her tit and ass while nibbling on her neck.

"No fair," she sighed as she turned to straddle my legs and tip her head away for me to continue nibbling. A nice moan rewarded me as I put my hand in her shorts to cup her ass as I rolled her nipple between my fingers.

"That's not nice doing that in front of a horny pregnant woman you know?"

Donna snickered and pulled away to rotate and sit on my legs bringing my arm around her belly under her tits just below the surface of the water.

Cris swam closer, "Uh, uh, bitch, move over or I'll kick you both off my chair."

Donna just laughed and slid sideways pulling my legs apart. Now I had a topless woman in my left hand sitting on my thigh, and a pregnant woman in a thin wet t-shirt on the other. I KNOW Donna was grinding her pussy against my thigh a bit, but I swore Cris was doing it just a little as well.

So I just sat there enjoying being the chair, hand around belly on the left with Donna's tits against the back of my hand allowing me to nudge them a little now and then, and hand on 'the boulder below the boobs' on the right.

They would sit there a bit, then we'd move and swim a bit. Then we'd come back and sit with the girls pulling my hands on either side of them and they'd chat as if I wasn't even there.

Just before we hopped out for a dinner break, and let the wrinkles pull out, Cris was sitting almost sideways and began to slip off my knee. I lunged a bit and caught her pulling her back on my knee, but when I did I got a grip a little higher on her belly. And when she sat upright she pulled my hand around further over her belly trapping it under her tit, almost cupping her tit.

I just froze, my hand under another woman's tit waiting for the shit to hit the fan, but she just kept it there, her hand on mine running her thumb back and forth across the back of my hand while my thumb and finger were trapped under her tit.

Thankfully hunger won the afternoon and the girls decided to hit the kitchen. We went inside, and Donna went to the bathroom to put on her dry panties while Cris went to the bedroom to do the same. Well they called it a bedroom anyway.

What it actually was, since it was a basement apartment, was just the bed and dresser set up on the other side of a curtain. I had to look over my shoulder to make sure Cris and Donna weren't trying to pull one over on me.

Cris stepped beyond the curtain and turned on the light, on the other side of the bed, as she striped off her skimpy wet top and panties. Standing there back lit by the bedside lamp, she was turned just slightly toward me. Lifting and rubbing to dry off, putting a knee up to dry her crotch she leaned over as best she could with her pregnant belly, letting her huge tits hang and dangle for a few moments.

Standing up and making sure they were completely dry, cupping and squeezing them a bit more than I thought she needed to but not minding watching her ONE bit. Watching her squat to get fresh panties from the bottom drawer and lean over for a fresh tank top in the top drawer. She was just getting her tits situated in the top when I heard the knob on the bathroom door and I made a quick turn like I had been standing there waiting.

I made it into the bathroom without advertising my raging hard on, and even managed to get my trunks down, but the image of Cris changing behind the curtain was too much. I stepped to the stool and got four strokes in before losing it like I had down Donna's throat on the way over.

Now at least they were being polite for the meal, nice loose tops. Yes there were two pairs of nipples working their damndest to tease me as they moved and shifted, but not clinging wet tops or wet naked tits. No that torture was yet to come.

After a nice break, sitting and chatting on the couch with Donna parked under my arm, while I was touching and caressing the side of her t-shirt covered tit, enjoying her nipples trying to stand up every so often. After nibbling on the side of her neck she jumped up giggling from too many wine coolers, "Pool time!" she stood up dragging me toward the door, with Cris pushing from behind.

Once they had me outside Donna scooted to the pool and up the ladder she went dropping in with another wine cooler enforced giggle. "Come on Taylor, the water is FINE!" She reached down and peeled her top off and shaking her shoulders to make her tits jiggle. Falling back in she started to back stroke a bit before standing and crooking her finger at me to get in.

I just groaned.

"Well hell, if that's the way it's going to be," I heard from beside me.

I turned to see Cris grinning as she pulled her own top up and off baring those huge tits I had glimpsed through the curtain earlier.

"YEAH, BABY!" Donna shouted. "Let's get some sun on those puppies!" shaking her shoulders again as Cris climbed the ladder taking the opportunity to shake her ass in front of me as it ate her panties.

I groaned but couldn't force myself to look away. I did manage to get in without them pointing and giggling at my raging hard on.

Oh they are being ornery! Earlier in the pool it was a bit of splashing and playing around mainly neck deep. BUT NOW! No we can't have any of that can we? No we have to do a lot of back stroke and floating tits up, giggling and cackling between them.

I just sat on the shower chair doing my best to keep my hard on from being too noticeable. That worked for a little while...

The girls stopped near the center and stood up putting their wet tits on display and whispering back and forth between them. Then Donna turned to look at me, "You know you're right," she giggled then dove under the water followed by Cris.

Now I was expecting them to surface in front of me and renew the teasing, WRONG!!

If I hadn't been leaning against the pool wall I would have drowned. My feet were being pulled out from under me and me being pulled off the chair. I was about to react to that when the next attack hit.

My trunks were being pulled down my legs and there were hands on my hard cock, and one of them had fingernails! I was being groped by two ornery women at the same time!

My trunks were thrown on the deck, and Donna was plastering me to the pool wall humping her pussy on my thigh as she pushed me back to the chair. One arm around my neck and the other stroking my cock.

I was going to reach up and grab her tits, when my other leg was occupied, and that hand got rerouted to the new occupants' tit. I had Donna humping away, kissing and grinding while I groped one tit. And Cris on my other thigh holding my other hand to her tit.

I opened one eye to see Cris leaned back holding my hand to her tit, eyes closed and mouth open. Feeling her other hand shoot down between us to her clit as she started cumming, that set off Donna beside her.

I began cumming between them, as I saw Cris push back and cup and squeeze her tits and nipples watching us. Donna slowly settling down, running a finger down between her tit to catch a bit of my cum before the water flow took it to the skimmer. "Nope, tastes better direct from the source," then began giggling and leaning back to let the last of it wash away as Cris joined in the giggle fest.

Cris stayed like that, standing with her tits just above the water cupping and tweaking until Donna began to turn, winking at me as she sunk under the water.

All of a sudden Donna realized she had done that in front of Cris, "God I can't believe we did that."

Cris smiled, "Don't let me stop you. Pregnant woman gets to live vicariously through you two!"

Donna gasped then giggled pointing to Cris, "Oh you're baaaad!"

I stayed in about another twenty minuets then had to go and get to work, the girls whistling and yelling 'hubba hubba' as I climbed up the ladder bare assed. Slipping slacks and shirt on and getting on the road.

I had barely clocked in when I got a wonderful picture on my phone. Two topless ladies standing out of the water from neck to waist, drops of water just falling from firm nipples. I saved and locked that one!

I got a text just after midnight, "Hdded fur bead". Do you think the wine coolers were kicking in just a little? I grinned and decided to be ornery and send her one back. 'Lick lick!'

When morning came to clock out I was DRAGGING having been up almost twenty hours, and I was not looking forward to this afternoon. I wasn't working a double, but a quick turn around was worse in some cases. Night shift, get some sleep, then afternoon shift getting me Sunday evening, all day Monday, and up to Tuesday night before I had to clock back in. But I did have some good dreams of Cris getting off with her tit in my hand though!

So I'm clocking out just as the sun is coming up, crawling into the back of the Navigator thankfully parked in the tunnel, and catching some sleep dreaming of naked women in the pool, LOTS of naked women in the pool!

I did chuckle when I got up mid morning to take a piss. I sent Donna a text, 'HOW'S THE PARTY GIRL DOING?' I got one back, 'DON'T TEXT SO LOUD!'

I made it back over after sun set, just as the stars were beginning to come out, the girls floating in the pool on air mattresses. Lit from underneath by the pool light and just the faintest glow on their naked bodies from the stars.

Donna paddled herself to the edge reaching out for me. I cupped her mound inserting my finger between wet lips and gave her a nice kiss leaning over the edge of the pool. "Been thinking naughty thoughts again have you?" I whispered in her ear giving her clit a few flicks and getting a hiss in response followed by a few giggles that told me she had quite a few wine coolers in her.

Cris, on an air mattress, had pulled herself along the edge of the pool to within a few feet of us, her huge were tits standing up, as Bob Seger sings, "...way up firm and high." The pool water lapping her crotch having sunk most of the way into the water from the excess weight of her belly. "You getting in Taylor?", she inquired with lust in her eyes that were locked on mine.

I just chuckled, "I'll grab a beer and be back out. Just going to dangle my feet for a while before we call it a night." I went in to a silent house and grabbed a beer, shucking my clothes except for my boxers and sat on the ladder dangling my feet in the water. "Where's Don?"

"He texted earlier," Cris said. "They've had a lot of good teams this year and the games are going into extra innings. He's going to crash in a buddies RV tonight. Might have to do the same tomorrow night if it keeps going like it has." Hey, I didn't know the rules of 3-2 baseball, so sue me.

This was all being said as the girls worked their air mattresses beside each other with heads on either side of the ladder I was sitting on. Donna putting her hand on my thigh, and then up my boxers to grope my cock. Cris just putting her hand on my thigh, and pushing my boxers up enough to put her wrist against my balls.

I just enjoyed the view of two naked women on air mattresses being back lit by the pool light. The lines of the waves reflecting off the side casting wonderful images on the sides of bodies and tits.

But the water and wine coolers were having their effect and we drug Donna into the house and pushed her to the shower while Cris made up the couch, pushing the big ottoman into the corner of the pit set to make a bed. Leaning over giving me a nice view of pussy and ass, turning to flip the sheets back giving me a much closer view of hanging tit and hard nipple than I had yesterday through the curtain.

Donna came out of the shower and Cris headed for the bathroom. I was talking with Donna laid back behind me as Cris went by, watching her ass swing as she did, when Donna went silent. The shit is going to hit the fan now, caught ogling another woman! But then again, I chuckled as I turned to Donna. Evidentially she sat down to put some panties on to sleep in and made the mistake of laying back.

She was sprawled out naked, panties in hand, and starting her little purr of a snore!

I put a hand under her back to coax her further up on the bed. She acknowledged my nudging and then rolled against the back never really waking up or releasing the panties from her hand. Rolling to her back again as Cris came from the bathroom drying her hair. This only served to make her tits jiggle and swing even more.