Roxie's Realizations

by Paperback Writer

As before, purely a work of fiction and imagination. Thanks for all the positive and encouraging feedback.

Chapter 4

Roxie awoke, breathing hard after having a strange dream that left her emotionally mixed; she felt horny and excited and sad all at once. In it, she was on all fours being fucked hard from behind, two soft hands gently squeezing her swollen breasts. She heard a soft young voice whisper, "I love that you're having my baby."

She had a tremendous orgasm, and after it was finished she flipped over onto her back and saw she had been fucked by Carl's cock – but it was dangling from Anna's naked little body, shiny with sweat, her breast buds heaving as she caught her breath from her sexual efforts.

Anna smiled down at her, then moved forward to kiss her...and Roxie woke up. Her pussy was tingling. She felt between her legs, and found her labia and clit were swollen, her slit very wet. At that moment, Roxie had an overwhelming urge to see Anna, to kiss and fondle her and lick that beautiful little cunny for hours. She shivered at the thought.

Not knowing he interrupted her reverie, Carl walked into the room, carrying a tray with orange juice, coffee, and toast. "Ah," he commented, "my little seductress is awake." He bent down and kissed her softly, pulling back the sheets for a peek at her naked form. "Still dressed for action, I see." Putting down the tray on the nightstand, he stepped back and squinted. "Roxie, your nipples look, er, different – larger, in fact. What's going on? Is there something I should know?"

Without knowing why, Roxie burst into tears, her hands covering her face. "Honey, what's the matter?" Carl asked lovingly as he put his arms around her. "Did I say something wrong?"

"No, Carl, you dummy," she scolded in between her tears. "That's so like a man to assume you're the center of everything. It's about me – I'm pregnant!" This brought even more tears, and she put her face in her hands. She realized that one reason why she was crying was that Anna wasn't there to share her news, and she longed for the touch of her little angel.

Overjoyed, Carl held her close and kissed her on the forehead. "Roxanne, that's GREAT news! It's been 2 years we've been trying! How long have you known?"

"A few weeks," she sniffled, "but I didn't want to tell you until I was sure it was going to be OK." She kept speaking through her crying, "And now I'll get all fat and no one will think I'm attractive anymore!"

"Oh, baby doll, that's just not the case. I think you'll be even more beautiful," Carl reassured her, "and so will everyone else." Roxie couldn't tell him she was thinking that the one who really mattered to her was Anna, who would stay young and beautiful while she grew bloated and wrinkled with ugly stretch marks.

"I was doing a lot of reading recently," Carl remarked, "hoping that something would result from all our, uh, activity. I read that your breasts will be tender and get larger, that you'll be moody and emotional, and have all kinds of cravings. So this explains a lot of your behaviors recently. I'm so excited for us, honey, and I want to do whatever I can to help." Roxanne looked into her husband's earnest eyes and realized how fortunate she was to have such a good partner. She also felt her emotions being torn between desiring him and desiring her little nymph Anna.

Carl stood up, and said "Honey I am so happy, I have to call my family right now if it's OK with you!" Roxie smiled, nodded her consent. "Oh, by the way, before you woke up, Anna's parents called. Olivia has tryouts for an elite soccer team on Saturday, but they'll have to be gone overnight. Since Anna's ankle is still healing, they were thinking if it might be better if she stayed home, and were wondering if you would mind staying overnight with her Friday since you seem to have a good rapport with her."

Roxie looked at him, speechless for a moment at the opportunity she'd been given. Her mouth watered and her cunt started tingling at the thought. Gathering her wits about her, she replied casually, "Oh, I hate for us to sleep apart, honey, but I guess I can. Are you sure you can survive without me for one night?"

Carl smiled, "The way you've been at me lately, dear, I need the rest if I want to keep up with you." He winked at her, then left.

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When Roxie rang the doorbell on Friday afternoon, it was Olivia who answered. "Anna, your BABYsitter's here!" she yelled disparagingly over her shoulder. She did not invite Roxie in, merely stood staring at her.

Katerina pushed her elder daughter aside. "Olivia, you're being rude," she scolded, and dramatically gestured for Roxie to enter. "Please, come in, Mrs. Garratt, make yourself at home. I've left all the instructions and itinerary and contact numbers on the kitchen counter. We're leaving now, should be downstate in 2 hours or so to check in to the hotel. Anna is allowed to watch TV and skip homework on Fridays; but if she misbehaves in any way, you may scold her and send her to her room."

Katerina lowered her voice, "I can't tell you how much Peter and I appreciate this, and Anna has really taken a shine to you since you stayed with her in hospital. And although it's usually her sister who's the rebellious one, if she doesn't mind you, you have our permission to spank her."

Roxie swallowed hard at the thought, imagining the girl lying across her knees, bare bottom exposed. "I really don't think it will come to that, Katerina, Anna is such a good girl."

Katerina smiled as she headed out the front door behind Olivia, and said "Never hurts to be prepared, Mrs. Garratt. Anna's in her room upstairs. We'll be back tomorrow around 2. See you then!" Out the door they went.

Chapter 5

Roxie went upstairs, calling out for Anna. Hearing no response, she went room-by-room, peeking in each door. One bedroom was the parent's master bedroom; one was converted into a study; one looked like a child's bedroom, but was painted in neutral colors with no drawings or pictures on the wall; this would be Olivia's, for sure.

The last bedroom was painted in feminine colors like you'd expect from a girl's room, and this was the one that Roxie entered. No one was there, but there was a small TV on the dresser playing a cartoon. Roxie slowly slid one of the mirrored closet doors open, and Anna jumped out of it and into her arms, kissing her madly as they fell backwards on to the bed, beautifully naked except for the cast on her ankle.

"Oh, sweetie, your ankle! Be careful!" Roxie protested, as Anna covered her face with kisses, her arms around her babysitter's neck. As the older woman lay on her back, the younger girl sat up and, straddling her waist, began to unbutton Roxie's blouse. Anna was relentless, and in seconds the blouse was open, revealing a front-fastening bra which the girl's nimble fingers unfastened in no time, exposing erect nipples and large aureoles. Quickly she lay down on Roxie, her own developing breast bumps pressed against her sitter's, covering her forehead, her eyes, her cheeks and her lips with a flurry of sweet, happy kisses.

"Oh, Roxie! I can't believe you're here! I've been dreaming of this since the hospital." Focused now, Anna kissed the older woman on the mouth, lips parting and their tongues intertwining deeply. Roxie wrapped her arms around the affectionate pixie and held her as close as she could manage. Her sweet scent of shampoo and baby powder was having an aphrodisiac effect on Roxie's senses. Involuntarily, she moved her hips, rubbing the mons beneath her jeans on the girl's upper thigh that was wedged between hers. She began to moaning in surrender to the girl's unbridled passion onslaught.

Anna then switched her attention to each of Roxie's nipples, alternating between the two, taking as much into her mouth as possible and sucking hard, and then switching to the other. Her pregnant hormones in frenzy, Roxie felt her climax building quickly. Suddenly, her body went stiff and she cried out in ecstasy as a small orgasm unexpectedly rippled through her womb.

When she recovered, Roxie saw Anna kneeling on the bed next to her, looking a little scared. "Are you OK, did I hurt you?" the scared girl asked. Roxie, now soaked with sweat, reached up, and gently caressed her lover's little pink nipples, suddenly wanting to take one in her mouth.

"Oh, honey," the woman replied, "you did just the opposite. You made me feel very, very, very good. I just had an orgasm, and it's the best thing ever. Let me show you." She reached up and took the girl's face, kissing her lightly around her eyes and cheeks and then on her mouth. Unable to contain her passion, she pushed the girl on her back and began to reciprocate the pleasure the little nymph had given her, sucking on the nipples, running her tongue around the developing aureoles, and placing tiny love bites on the erect buds.

Anna gasped, began to breathe roughly and moan, and Roxie could tell that the girl's first orgasm was beginning to take shape. Moving down the lithe little trunk, she focused her tongue on the girl's navel, then the golden-haired area above her pubis, then the inside of her thighs, and could feel the tension in the young girl building. Anna's toes were curling, her hands clenching hard as she clutched the bedcover, her head thrashing back and forth and soft hair flying as the sensations overwhelmed her.

After what seemed lime 5 minutes, sensing it was time Roxie put her hands under the sweet pale cheeks and gently squeezed as she finally moved her mouth into the girl's vulva proper. Gently teasing the little clit with the tip of her tongue, she then forcefully invaded the girl's virginal opening, gently reaching up and massagimg the smooth perineum and tiny anus with her thumb as she did so.

With a loud shriek akin to ones heard on the soccer pitch after a goal was scored, Anna arched her back, pressing her soft ass completely into Roxie's hands as her orgasm hit her, then bucked as Roxie's relentless tongue would not let her go. Finally, she collapsed, and the older woman crawled up onto the bed next to her. Taking her young lover in her arms again, she kissed her as they relaxed in a steamy afterglow.

Anna finally whispered, "Roxie, that was, like, unbelievable. I love you so much. Can we do it again?" She felt Anna's hand on her tender breasts, and stopped her, taking them in her own.

Suddenly, Roxie's pregnant hormones were taking her emotions on a roller-coaster ride again, horny and happy and sad all at once. Tears formed in her eyes. She had to tell her little angel right then. "Anna, honey, wait. You're an incredible lover, but we have to talk. I have some news. You know how babies are made, right?"

"Yeah," the girl replied. "Mom gave Olly and me a lecture about it and showed us some pictures. The man and woman have sex; he puts his thing in the woman, and squirts sperm, then a baby is made."

"Well, my husband Carl and I have been trying that for two years, but no baby. Two whole years! Then I fell in love with you, and since I couldn't have sex with you, my feelings made me want to have it with Carl a whole lot more. So now, I'm going to have a baby, and it's all because of you!"

Anna frowned, looking down. A storm of little girl emotions clouded up her face. "So does that mean that...now you're having a baby...you're only going to love stupid Carl...that you won't love me anymore?" she asked, folding her arms in front of her pretty naked breast bumps and pouting, tears now forming in her eyes as well.

Roxie's own tears were flowing again, tears of happiness. She kissed the girl's hands, then embraced and reassured her, "Oh, no, honey, I'll still love you. But you and I have a little secret. This baby will be yours and mine. Carl is the sperm donor, so he's the baby's biological daddy, but in my mind you'll be the real daddy because if it wasn't for my feelings for you, I wouldn't be pregnant. It was you who put this baby in me. Understand?"

She took Anna's hand, and placed it on her belly. Anna looked down at the floor and thought about that for a minute, and then looked up at her adoring lover, a smile now brightening her features. She nodded her head and hugged Roxie, burying her face in Roxie's ample breasts and kissing them.

Although she could feel her pussy began to respond, Roxie continued. "The one thing that I'm afraid of is that you're going to stop loving ME, my angel. Being pregnant means my belly is going to to get very big, parts of my body will discolor and bloat, and I'll will be covered in stretch marks. I'm afraid you'll think I'm gross, and won't want me anymore."

Now tears of sadness began to flow down Roxie's face as she confessed her fear. Anna straightened up and, taking Roxie's face in her own hands, looked at her very seriously. "That wouldn't be very nice way to treat the mother of my baby," she pronounced, and, unzipping Roxie's jeans, kissed her deeply. It would not be the last time that night.