Chapter 2: Carl
Ann was pregnant, pregnant and very happy. It had been five months since she, and her husband Mike, had met with Paul in a hotel room. Paul had fucked her wildly with Mike right there watching, in fact in the end Mike had even licked her cum filled pussy. That first meeting had began all about getting her pregnant. Mike's sperm count prevented him from being fertile, so he had given her this baby the only way he could, a donor. By the time it had ended both Ann and Mike had known that their lives had taken a wonderful new turn.
There was no doubt that Ann loved Mike. She loved him as she could love no other and he loved her the same way. They were still passionate and still had sex almost every night. Mike loved licking her pussy and Ann loved for him to lick her. The variety of their sex life had improved too. Before Paul, Ann would have never considered sucking Mike's cock or letting him fuck her ass or any other wild sex act. Now her attitude had changed and they both had benefited. She had been afraid, though, that as her pregnancy progressed Mike would lose interest in having sex with her. She had been wrong, if anything, her condition and distended stomach had only improved their sex life.
All Mike had to do was look at her and the memory of her moaning and thrashing as Paul fucked her would fill his mind and instantly make his small cock jump. And when they talked about the first time, that sweet wonderful first time, he would cum without even touching her. Not that he neglected her at all. No he always took the time to make sure she came, again and again. Eating her swollen pussy, using his tongue and fingers to bring her to blissful orgasm. Sucking and gently biting her clit and her engorged lips or using his tongue to lick and caress her sweetly puckered asshole.
Ann, too, had that constant reminder of how it felt to be fucked by a truly huge cock. Each time she saw her growing belly her mind would play the scene out, ending with her husband licking Paul's cum from her pussy. She could almost orgasm just thinking of that and she wanted to experience it again. In fact she needed to experience it again, longed for it, craved it, but since their last meeting with Paul neither she nor Mike had pushed for her to have sex with another man.
Ann shook the reverie from her head and looked outside. It was a beautiful summer day, not too hot but certainly not cold. She thought about putting on her swim suit and heading down to the beach, but her suit no longer fit her properly. Not just her belly had grown. Her breasts were two cup sizes larger now and her ass had filled out as well, but physical fit was just one of the ways her old one-piece outfit no longer fit her. She had grown beyond the conservative look it presented and wanted something more adventurous.
"What I need is a new suit." She thought and then smiled, grabbed her purse, and looked in the mirror. She was wearing a maternity blouse that buttoned up the front and a loose fitting pair of pants, hardly stylish but functional. Her hair was black and long, nearly touching her rounded ass, and her face, almost pixyish with her cute button nose and full lips, had the perpetual glow of pregnancy. She smiled into the mirror and hurried out the door.
Two hours later she was back home. She couldn't believe she had gone ahead and bought the bikini. She went into the bedroom and put it on. As she turned this way and that in front of the mirror, seeing the way her bare belly stood out even farther than her, now very large, breasts. The bikini top barely covered her tits, apparently they had grown more than she thought. Her nipples too were getting larger and firmer and now she realized that the thin material was not enough to keep them suppressed. They were sticking out prominently. She turned to look at the back of the suit. The bottoms were almost a thong and the material had already pulled up between her rounded cheeks, leaving her ass bare except for a very thin strip down the center. Turning again she studied the front. Her pussy area was hard to see from her angle because of her large belly but in the mirror she could still tell that her swollen pussy lips filled the material sexily. Just looking at herself this way was getting her hot and she could see a small, but clearly visible, wet spot forming between her legs. "Damn that's sexy." She thought and laughed. God she was horny.
Just then she heard the garage door start opening and knew that Mike was home. She smiled and decided to greet him like this. She knew he would like it. She went into the living room and waited for her husband. "Ann, I'm home." Mike called from the small hallway leading to the garage.
"I'm in the living room!" Ann shouted back, imagining the wild sex scene about to happen as he came in and saw her in her tiny bikini. With her imagination running wild, she struck a sexy pose and waited.
Ann smiled when she saw her husband come around the corner into the living room. His mouth dropped open and his eyes popped wide when he saw her standing there. The wet spot between her legs had grown and Mike could easily see it from the doorway. He stared at his gorgeous wife for almost a minute and then a sound behind him brought him out of it and an evil smile spread across his face.
"Honey, I'd like you to meet Carl." He said and stepped out of the way to let a tall black man enter the room.
Carl was well over six feet tall and thickly muscled. His deep ebony skin contrasted wonderfully with the ivory white of his well kept teeth. His eyes were a deep chocolate brown and when he saw Ann they crinkled up in a huge smile. Ann shrieked in terror at the sight of the other man and she tried to cover herself with her arms and hands, but there was just too much of her to hide. She had wanted to be adventurous but had not been prepared to show off so quickly.
Mike laughed at her antics and then walked over to her and put his arm around her gently. "Don't be embarrassed honey." He said softly, "Carl doesn't mind seeing you like this. Do you Carl?"
"Hell no!" Carl shook his head emphatically.
"Well I'm just glad I wasn't waiting for you naked, ready to jump your bones." Ann said as she realized how turned on it was making her to see this big black man obviously staring at her nearly naked body.
"Hmm, I'm not so sure that I am." Mike whispered into her ear as he slid his hand down over her round ass.
Ann squealed at his touch and ran for the bedroom. She quickly pulled one of Mike's shirts on over her bikini and then paused as she reached for her maternity pants. Something in her made her hesitate as a wicked idea wormed it's way from her pulsing cunt into her brain. She blushed, but dropped the pants and then buttoned just the center two buttons on the shirt before walking back out to living room.
"Oh you're back." Mike said, eyeing her new outfit with obvious delight. "Honey, this is Carl. I know I've mentioned him to you before. Carl this is my wife, Ann."
"Hi Ann, nice to meet you." Carl's voice was a deep baritone, rolling from his chest like soft thunder at the end of a storm.
Numbly Ann offered her hand to Carl and blushed when he took it and bent down to lightly brush his lips on her knuckles. "So, uh, Carl, Mike has told me quite a bit about you." She shot a condemning look toward Mike, "Just not that you were coming over today." She feigned disapproval but she was surprised at just how wet her pussy was.
"Sorry about that Ann. I just didn't think. We were sitting around the office and Carl told me that his wife was out of town for the week so I invited him over for supper." Mike leaned over and kissed Ann on the cheek.
She smiled and quickly grabbed his head to give him a passionate kiss on the lips that left them both breathless and Carl a little embarrassed. "It's okay dear, but I haven't even started supper."
