Roxie's Realizations 8-10

by Paperback Writer

This is a work of pure fiction, fantasy and imagination. It has no bearing on reality. I thought it would end about 5 chapters ago, but it just keeps going!

Chapter 8

Roxie was now 6-and-a-half months pregnant, her baby bump prominent. Her breasts had increased a full cup size, her aureoles and nipples dark and enormous and leaking milk daily. They now had to be pumped out or sucked out regularly, which her husband Carl seemed to love helping her with. Anna did too, on those rare occasions they were able to be alone.

The twins had now turned 11, and they had both experienced a growth spurt that took them off the charts. Roxie's angel, Anna, was now 90 pounds and at 5'5", three inches taller than Roxanne. Her breast buds had started to be much more clearly defined, and she had moved past training bras into A cups. Olivia had grown to an amazing 5'6", 102 pounds, with an eye-boggling B cup bra size.

After her cast came off, Anna had started playing soccer again, but now with a new fury. Coach Janice mentioned, "If that's what happens when they get their ankles broken, I should break every player's ankle!" Then, looking at Olivia, she commented to Roxie, "My gosh, would you look at that chest? As my grandpa would say, 'I sure would love to walk barefoot through an acre of that!'"

Realizing what she had just said, Janice blushed red. Seeing her reaction, Roxie joked it off. "Aw Coach, you are such a crack-up!" and she laughed heartily, but made a mental note that Janice might share similar tastes in girls.

Coach Janice Wennerstrom the Phys Ed teacher was 39 years old, 5'7" tall, with an average frame, not skinny, not big boned, but with highly toned muscles. She always wore her long salt-and-pepper hair tied up in a bun with a baseball cap, a nondescript baggy black coaches' T-shirt, and either black long-legged shorts or sweat pants, depending upon the weather. Her most obvious feature were her legs - as a former bicyclist and soccer player, her thighs and calves were quite muscular. While at work, most of the time her mouth was set in a semi-rigid scowl. Other than that, her appearance was quite unremarkable.

Roxanne had seen her dressed up only one time, at a faculty holiday party. Janice had shown up in a long black velvet strapless low-cut dress. Her salt-and-pepper hair was down and permed, looking incredible against the black velvet of her dress. She was wearing full evening makeup. A single diamond pendant graced her very visible décolletage, as if to invite anyone who looked to count the freckles.

Every man in the room, single or married, was practically drooling. The faculty women stared in jealous disbelief that this stunning woman was the same frumpy PE teacher they saw every day in the faculty lounge. Roxanne managed to hear even normally oblivious Carl softly utter, "Wow!" when Janice walked in. The next day back at school, however, her incredible beauty of that night was, once again, hidden.

One Saturday during a game, Anna's mother Katerina approached Roxanne on the sideline and said in a commanding tone, "After the game, there's something urgent I need to discuss with you." A cold chill went down Roxie's back. Had they been found out? Had Anna said something to reveal their secret? Although it was always a joy to watch beautiful Anna run up and down the field, Roxie was unable to concentrate on the game, so she just clapped when the parents clapped, half-heartedly shouting encouragement to the team.

She found herself so nervous she suddenly had to pee very badly, and ran to the porta-potty two times during a time-out. When some of the parents had looked at her oddly, she just grinned nervously, shrugged her shoulders, and said, "Sorry! Pregnant lady bladder!" The mothers nodded, understanding, the fathers merely rolled their eyes.

When they game finished and the teams were exchanging the traditional high-fives, Katerina came back. "I wish to talk to you regarding Olivia, Mrs. Garrett. Last week she received C grades on two algebra quizzes. Two! This is completely unacceptable to her father and me, especially since Anna got A on both. Roxanne, my husband and I have come to consider you a family friend - would you be kind enough to consider tutoring Olivia in algebra until her grades improve? We would be more than happy to compensate you generously for your trouble."

Roxie mentally breathed huge sigh of relief. "Of course I'd be happy to tutor Olivia. If I may suggest, rather than doing it at school, it would probably be best if we did it in my home, which would be more comfortable and less embarrassing for Olivia."

Katerine considered this, then nodded her approval. "Excellent. Shall I drop her off Monday at 5?"

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Promptly at 5pm Monday, Katerine dropped off Olivia at Roxanne's house. Anna was in the car, a worried look on her face. "Will two hours be sufficient?" Katerine asked. Roxie replied it should do for a first session.

Due to a school board meeting, Carl would be returning late, so it was just the two of them. Olivia, sullen as always, walked in the door without saying anything. They went into the study, where Roxie had set up a study station on a table. "Olivia, I've gotten new copies of the two algebra quizzes you got Cs on, so if you would, please re-do them so I can see where your challenges are. I'll give you thirty minutes. Would you like some mint tea?" Olivia nodded her head yes, sat down, and began to write.

Roxanne went into the kitchen to make tea, and when she came back ten minutes later Olivia had finished both. Upon closer inspection, the equations were done, and the answers were flawless. "Olivia, what's going on?" Roxie asked, suspicious now. Olivia reached into her schoolbag and pulled out an envelope.

"My sister is super smart, yes, but I study hard and keep up. I don't need tutoring, Mrs. Garrett. I blew those quizzes on purpose so I could get you alone." She handed Roxie the envelope. "Go ahead, take a look."

Roxie pulled out three full sized photos, and her jaw dropped. Taken in Anna's bedroom, one showed Anna naked, lying back against the bed headboard with her legs spread wide with Roxie kneeling, ass in the air with her face buried in the young girl's cunny. The look on Anna's face was pure pleasure. The second showed Roxie naked on all fours and Anna behind her wearing a dildo harness. The dildo was clearly buried halfway in Roxie's pussy. The third showed the two of them standing naked in a passionate embrace, plainly French-kissing.

"I suspected something was going on between you two – so I snuck a look at Princess Anna's diary. She wrote a LOT about you, Mrs. Garrett. It was enough to make me want to vomit. I decided to set up a secret video camera in her room one time when you came over to babysit and I was gone to a friend's sleepover. Well, needless to say, I now have enough evidence to show our parents, the police, and your husband. It's enough to get my sister sent away to a convent, and to ruin your career as well as send you to jail. So now, I'm calling the shots."

Olivia continued on angrily, "I hate my sister. She's the smart one, it comes easy for her. I have to work twice as hard to keep even with her, but it's never ever enough to get better grades than she does. She's always been the pretty one, the one everybody fawns over. She can eat whatever she wants and stays thin – If I do that, I gain weight and Mom puts me on a diet with food that's really gross." Her voice began to get louder.

"The only thing I can do better is sports, because I'm bigger and stronger, but even in soccer she's starting to get as good as I am! She's never in a bad mood, and she always, always gets what she wants! Nobody ever says "no" to her! She even has YOU! You hate me, but you love her! I never get what I want! Who loves ME? NOBODY! NOBODY LOVES ME! I'M NOT GOOD ENOUGH!!!!"

The girl's face clouded up, and tears began to form in her eyes. She shouted and petulantly stamped her foot, her voice rapidly building in volume. "I'm so SICK of hearing how I should be like ANNA! I HATE ANNA! I HATE ANNA! I HATE HER!!! IT'S NOT FAIR, IT'S JUST NOT FAIR!!!" Suddenly, she stopped screaming, sat down cross-legged on the floor and began crying. Her cries came from deep within her, her body was wracked with sobs. She cried from the heart, a copious amount of tears which ran down her face soaked her t-shirt.

All the girl's pent-up frustrations came pouring forth. In spite of the fact the girl had just threatened her with blackmail, Roxie's heart ached with empathy for the poor little girl who was going through so much pain. Over-achieving and under-affectionate parents who only accepted the best, a prettier thin sister who never struggled with her weight and mastered challenging schoolwork like it was easy, and, worst of all a feeling of being unloved and always second best.

Moved by the girl's anguished cries, Roxie sat down next to her, put her arms around her and rocked her gently. She began whispering soothing things in her ear. "Shhhh - Olly, honey, Olly sweetie, oh Olly please don't cry. Please don't cry. I don't hate you. Nobody hates you. You're smart and you're pretty and you're definitely your own person. You don't have to be like Anna. In fact, you shouldn't be like her. You need to be you, darling."

Her sobbing slowed; Olivia looked up at her tutor, sniffling, and used the back of her hand to try to wipe away her tears. "You really mean that, Mrs. Garrett? You don't hate me? You really think I'm pretty?"

Somewhere in Roxie's pregnant stirred up emotions, that last question flipped a switch that turned off her self-control. Heat began rolling into her pussy, and she impulsively leaned forward, placing her lips on Olivia's and gently touching them with the tip of her tongue. Olivia reached up and embraced Roxie, responding to the kiss by parting her lips and opening her mouth just a bit, allowing the older woman's tongue to enter. They kissed deeply. Roxie noticed that while Anna's kissing was usually subtle and light as a feather, by comparison Olivia's was direct, hard and passionate.

As they broke that first kiss, Olivia looked up adoringly as the older woman whispered, "Mrs. Garrett is my mother-in-law. When we're not in school, please call me Roxie."

Chapter 9

Roxie took the girl into the bedroom, and kissed her passionately, her flesh suddenly very inviting. Olivia was not shy, and required no instructions in how to French-kiss; Roxie found her almost wrestling with the girl, her driving passion stimulating. One of Roxie's hands crept down to the young cunny, slipping a finger in. This was answered by Olly's hand squeezing her very sensitive breasts, and milk began running down her body. She involuntarily moaned beneath the girl's mouth as their tongues caressed each other.

Roxie backed over to the bed and laid down on her side, pulling the young girl next to her. Olivia was immediately all over her, kissing her lips, sucking her nipples, stroking her bulging belly, nibbling her neck, caressing her pussy. "Do you like this? Am I better than Little Miss Perfect?" Roxie nodded yes, and was shocked at how fast her body was responding to this angry, passionate girl. The little dynamo slipped down and lifted one of Roxie's legs, and proceeded to overwhelm her pussy, assaulting it with lips and tongue, nipping with her teeth every now and then.

"Does she eat you like this, does she do this to you?" Two small wet fingers entered her asshole, and Roxie cried out and drew a sharp breath at the sudden intrusion. She started squeezing her own breasts, and milk was flying everywhere as Roxie's orgasm now exploded and she cried out in passion. Olivia, however, was not done, and a second orgasm washed over Roxie as the tongue attack continued unabated.

"Oh, please, have mercy, let me breathe!" she pleaded, as the girl finally stopped. "You're amazing, Olivia, I never knew you had it in you. Come here, love, I desperately need to kiss you," she begged. Olivia crawled up and lay down next to her. Roxie put hands on either side of her head and pulled the girl's face to hers, kissing passionately as she tasted her own juices. She then dropped her mouth to the girl's breasts, which were considerably larger than her sister's, and sucked on the puffy nipples as she fingered the little wet slit. Roxie put more fingers in the young girl's opening, and Olivia responded by humping back hard on it, her climax breaking over her like a storm wave on a pier.

As her passioned waned, Olivia looked into Roxie's eyes, and asked earnestly, "Roxie – could you ever love me like you love Anna?"

Roxie sighed, and shook her head. "Olly, darling, you are a fantastic lover, and I think the world of you, but my heart belongs to Anna, my husband and my baby. I don't think I can handle one more. Besides, you've never really been too fond of me 'till now. Surely there's someone else you have a crush on."

"It's not that I didn't like you, but I was so jealous of Anna. It seemed like your eyes were always on her." (My God, Roxie thought to herself. Was I THAT obvious? I'll need to watch that in the future.) Anyway, I've always really really really liked Coach Janice. She's smart and pretty and a really good coach. The harder I play, though, the less attention she pays to me. It's like the other players get way more attention, and she doesn't even know I'm there. I hate that!"

Roxie rolled her eyes, recalling the horny comments that Janice had made about her at the last practice. "Oh, believe me, honey, she is very aware you're there. Olly, the fact she's not coaching you means that she thinks you're so good you don't really need much coaching. She's talked to me before about you, and she really thinks highly of you. (And of your hot little body, Roxie thought, but didn't say so.) But if you want to get closer to her, I have an idea. Do you keep a diary like Anna does?"

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Roxie walked in to Coach Janice's office, where Janice was writing in her lesson plan book. "Hi, Coach. I found this in the hallway – must have fallen out of Olivia's backpack. I didn't want to interrupt her during science class, but she'll be in Phys Ed next, so can you give it to her for me?"

"Yeah, sure, just put it in there." Engrossed in her task, Janice merely waved at her in-box, not looking up.

"By the way," Roxie said in a quiet voice, "I know it's not polite to snoop, but I couldn't help myself. I think you should have a look at page 53 before you give it back." Janice looked up at her completely expressionless, and Roxie winked conspiratorially before turning around and leaving. As she opened the office door to the busy gymnasium, she cast a quick glance over her shoulder to see Coach Janice with the diary in her hand, turning the pages, reading about herself in the girl's own handwriting. The trap was set.

The 4th grade PE class session was at the end of the day; they had played flag football, and every girl was dirty and tired as the class headed for the showers. Olivia fell back, making sure she was the last girl in, and lingered under the hot water while the remainder of the class finished and dressed, and left for the day. Anna looked at her sister quizzically as she walked out, but Olivia waved her away with shooing motions and her sister left, asking no questions.

Wrapping herself in a large white towel, she padded barefoot and dripping into the Phys Ed office. The coach was hard at work on her lesson plans, and didn't notice as the young naiad locked the door and pulled the door's window shade down. Unbeknownst to Olivia, outside the door, Roxie sat down in a folding chair to stand guard and make sure they weren't disturbed. "Coach?" Olivia called softly.

"Yes?" Janice answered, looking up. Seeing Olivia wrapped in a towel, her eyes went wide, and she cleared her throat. "Er, ah, what do you need, Olivia? Everything OK?"

"During the football game, I think I twisted my knee. Will you take a look at it?" Without asking, she lifted up her leg, putting her foot on the edge of the coach's chair. The towel fell away, leaving the shapely soft limb completely exposed. Janice looked down, and because of how the towel parted, was able to see Olivia's cunny staring back at her.

Janice swallowed hard. "Let's ah, take a look." She felt the soft knee. "Is that tender, does it hurt at all?"

"Maybe a little. I think I got kicked a little further up. Here, let me show you." Olivia gently took the older woman's hand and moved it up to the middle of her thigh muscle. Janice gently squeezed, closing her eyes as she did so.

"How, um, about now," she asked, a little quaver in her voice. Her hands were shaking a little now, too, Olivia noticed.

"It's much better, actually", the young seductress replied, and took Janice's hand and put it directly on top of her labia. Eyes still closed, Janice was afraid to look, afraid to move. Her mind was racing, and in a street fight with her emotions. Her mind lost that fight when Olivia leaned over and planted a kiss on the older woman's lips.

When Janice managed to open her eyes, Olivia dropped the towel. Janice could not believe what she was seeing. For being 11, Olivia had developed into quite a young woman at age 11. Her pert breasts, her full hips, her soft skin, all formed an irresistible package. Unable to contain herself any longer, like a moth to a flame she stood up and took the delectable young morsel into her arms and kissed her over and over. Listening outside the door to the muffled sounds in the office, Roxie knew the bait had been taken and Olivia's prey had been captured.

Chapter 10

Roxie was sitting in the faculty lounge the next morning, sipping decaf coffee, gathering her thoughts and organizing her lesson plans.

Janice Wennerstrom walked in and sat down, looking rather ragged. It looked like she had rolled straight out of bed, dragged a comb through her hair, and came to work. Looking around and seeing no one else was there, she walked up to Roxie, bent down and kissed her on the mouth, much to the kindergarten teacher's great surprise. "Thanks for the diary," she whispered, "You won't believe what happened. My wildest dreams came true yesterday."

Roxie smiled and shook her head. Janice went on, whispering in hushed tones. "Beautiful little Olivia literally threw herself at me in my office. I couldn't believe it, thought I'd died and gone to heaven. Geez, Roxie, you would not believe how gorgeous she is when she's naked." (That's not entirely accurate, Roxie thought to herself, but I won't bother to correct her.) "Obviously, we couldn't stay in my office, so I called her mother and asked for permission to keep Olivia late and help me take equipment inventory. I promised I'd have her home by 7:30. When she said OK, I took Olly to a private little motel nearby. Fortunately, the owner is a friend of mine and doesn't ask questions."

"Heavenly days, Roxie, that child is lighting in a bottle. She turned me every which way but loose! I have never had so many you-know-whats in a single evening in my LIFE! I was so weak in the knees I could barely walk when it was time to go. I got her home a few minutes late because we had to get cleaned up, and lemme tell you, darlin', although it seemed like a good idea at the moment, it turns out trying to save time by showering together don't work! Soon as the water hit us, the girl was like a sea otter slipping all over me! Hoooooo-wee!"

Jan shuddered with pleasure at the memory, then continued. "I was so exhausted this morning, I overslept! Me! I never oversleep! I'm telling you, Rox, right now I don't know whether I'm coming or going, I'm so crazy about that girl!"

Feeling an inward glow at the woman's happiness, Roxie whispered teasingly, "Why are you sharing this with me, Jan? It's the kind of thing that could get you in real trouble if the wrong person found out."

Jan's smile turned conspiratorial. "Because Olivia told me about you and Anna, so I guess that makes us kind of unofficially related, wouldn't you say? You strike me as the kind of gal who takes care of her kin." Winking at Roxie, she patted her cheek and headed out for the first class of the day.

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For the next few weeks, Carl was involved planning meetings for the next year at the high school, so usually got home around 8:30pm every night. As it became more difficult for Roxie to get things done around the house due to her growing belly and swollen ankles, she had asked Katerina if Anna could come over and help get the house straightened and prepare dinner in the evenings. She even offered to pay her for her efforts. Declining the pay, Anna's mother had approved. An overjoyed Roxie started taking Anna home with her after school around 4:00pm.

She first made sure that Anna did her homework on the kitchen table, which usually took an hour. After homework was done, then it would take another 45 minutes or so to prepare dinner, and they would eat around 6:00pm. Wrapping up the rest for Carl to warm up when he got home, they would make a dash for the bedroom, leaving their clothes in a pile as they quickly got naked.

Anna's first chore each evening was to assist Roxanne in expressing the milk out of her swollen breasts. While they used the electric pump, Anna always made sure that she sucked some out directly before Roxie's breasts were empty. The little minx had developed a taste for it - said it tasted like cinnamon toast.

Then, with her mouth and chin milky she would kiss Roxie, all the while her hands wildly roaming the pregnant woman's body. Carl had purchased a large bottle of coconut oil to rub on Roxie's stomach and breasts because he read it helped minimize stretch marks. Anna really enjoyed using it to give her pregnant lover full-body coconut oil rubs, which always ended in what Roxie came to refer to as 'Pina Colada orgasms'.

Although she was more restricted in movement than her 11-year-old flower, they both liked to play the game where Roxie wore a strap-on under her swollen belly and fucked Anna. Then, pretending she had gotten Anna pregnant, Roxie would alternately kiss and then rub oil all over her smooth ass, budding breasts and flat stomach. Somehow, oil always ended up on the little angel's downy-haired vagina, so Anna got her 'Pina Colada' as well. The only bad thing about this game was that it cut their time together down considerably, as Anna had to shower before Carl came home. Otherwise it would be awkward to try and explain to him, and to her parents, why the child smelled like coconut from head to toe.