0 comments/ 24530 views/ 4 favorites Believe Me Nora Ch. 01 By: jackredd Authors Notes: This is the chapter 1 of the first 2 chapters currently written. This has a lot of gay/bi male, will lead into gay/bi female. If these offend you please just move on. The two primary female characters are also pregnant and that plays a large role in the story as well. I originally started writing this story for a pregnant girl I was dating, but eventually it just involved into a story of my own desires, this is the most personal erotica I've ever written as it touches on 2 of my 3 primary fetishes. I hope you enjoy :) * Zane sighed at Nora for what felt like the hundredth time, "Nora, you are not fat, you're lovely, amazing even." "I'm huge, I look like I swallowed a watermelon and it replicated itself or something," she pointed at her bulging belly, large enough that she was likely in her third trimester and quite possibly weeks or even days from popping out their first child. "You're pregnant, you're supposed to have a large belly, and it is gorgeous, I don't know why you won't believe me. Any man who thought otherwise would be a retard, I don't know what I have to do to prove to you that you are," he sighed. The conversation continued like that, until he finally threw his hands up in exasperation and left her to mull in her pregnant depression. Zane knew he had to do something, it couldn't be good for her or the baby to be in such a state all the time, he had tried all kinds of things. Just the day before he'd woken her up with breakfast in bed, a massage and a lovely session of rather intense fucking. A few hours later she'd complained that he'd brought her food and she was just going to get fatter and fatter, that nobody thought she was attractive and he just said it because even if she was fat she was still 'a wet place to put his dick'. He wasn't just saying it though, he truly believed that his wife was as, if not more, beautiful with her swollen belly as she was without it. He knew she had some self-esteem issues anyway, she was not supermodel thin and had struggled with her weight all her life, but he liked every inch of her curvy flesh. Zane had been attracted to Nora ever since their freshman year, when they had first attended the same school. Neither had been very popular, but she'd been the straight A's type, in Drama Club and Debate Club, and always went home right after her meetings, very little social life that anyone was aware of. Zane had been practically the opposite, he'd also been unpopular, but he'd been a skater. He spent most of his after-school time getting stoned down by the cold Washington beaches, had never done better than a C in any class other than Photo and Film, and the only club he'd ever been a part of had been disbanded by the school when they had a day trip to an abortion clinic to try and get the people to let them take pictures of the aborted fetus'. Then Zane had moved away midway through their Junior year. His father had gotten a job in California, so they packed up and left. He didn't see her again until a month before graduation, when his mother uprooted their lives, left his father and moved them all back to live with his grandmother in Port Orchard. He'd finished out his last month of school at her school again, and they had three classes together. He remembered her, after a few days of classes. He recalled jerking off thinking about her. It was actually at graduation, when they were seated next to each other that he had made his move. -- "Hey," Zane said, smiling at the woman next to him, barely a woman really. He knew her 18th had only been a week before, his own just over two months before that. "Hey," Nora said, looking over at him, having to tilt her head up a little to meet his eyes. She was barely over five feet tall, with dark brown hair cut long and worn straight. "I'm Zane, we haven't really met... I used to go here, when we were freshmen. We had Chemistry together." "I didn't have Chemistry Freshman year, you must mean somebody else." Zane sighed inside, explaining it would just be a waste of time he figured. "Maybe it was some other science-y class then, anyway, you're Nora right? You want to go out sometime? Maybe next week?" Nora blinked at him, as if she was confused, was this guy asking her out? Her? She'd been on a few dates, but they had all ended with the young man fumbling around awkwardly with her breasts and her asking to be driven home. It wasn't that Nora wasn't interested in boys, just not the ones that asked her out. She did vaguely remember Zane from Freshman year, but knew they had not had any classes together. He was cute though, dark black hair cut long in the front and short in the back. Emo they called that style, she was pretty sure, she didn't follow that sort of thing. "Alright, after Grad I'll give you my number and we can figure out when, okay?" She turned away from him and looked back to the stage, where the Principal was starting to call off names. Zane did as well, but his face was peeled with a grin, "Alright," he whispered. -- Nora had lain awake that night, her hand buried between the cleft of her legs, her fingers rubbing hard at her clit. She had discovered masturbation when she was 11 after looking at some pornographic magazines she had found in her parents room and had been an avid fan of orgasm since that day, though it had been probably three years before she'd experienced more than the build up to one. Normally she liked something erotic to read. Occasionally she'd watch a movie, but those tended to be too loud and they just didn't entice as much if she muted them. Tonight she just needed to think of Zane walking up the isle to get his Diploma, only this time he was wearing just that smile he'd worn, not the robe, or the t-shirt and jeans he had had on underneath it. Nora parted her lips, pressing two fingers between them and pressing her palm into her clit, fingering herself furiously. Her other hand held a pillow over her face, stifling the moans that came from her mouth. She bit down into the pillow as her orgasm hit her, hard, drowning the screams of pleasure into it. -- Zane couldn't sleep, he peeked over at his younger brother on the other side of the room. He didn't want to jerk off with his brother in the room, but he knew he had to if he was ever going to sleep, so he slipped silently out of his bed and went into the bathroom. He had hidden a dirty mag behind the toilet and he got it out. He flipped through it while he jerked himself off, but he wasn't really concentrating on it. He was thinking about Nora, her kneeling before him, her mouth and hand working furiously at his erection, her large milky white tits bouncing and jiggling with her lustful movements. He shifted a little, his legs coming more apart and his left hand slid between his legs, his finger rubbed at the spot between his anus and his balls, but then he was rubbing at his anus itself, and after a few moments of teasing himself his finger slid inside, pushing into him. It took only a few seconds of his finger in him, combined with his imagination, and his other hand stroking his cock, before he was thinking about the cum that was spraying into the toilet, instead spraying Nora in the face and dripping down onto her luscious breasts. Zane swallowed hard, he hadn't cum that much in ... well, in ever, he was pretty sure. He wiped his face off with a towel, sweating, and washed his hands off really good, then flushed the toilet and slipped out of the room, crawling into his bed. He missed California, he'd had his own room then, and a little toy he could put up his ass when he wanted to jerk off. He'd discovered a few years earlier that he liked both men and women. That had led to acquiring the toy. He'd stolen his dad's ID in order to get into the shop, then just bought it. The man behind the counter had barely even looked at him as he rang him out. -- That had been ten years ago. Now they were married and expecting their first child. Zane had proposed after about a year of dating, they had both been attending college in Seattle at the time, though he was at a community college and she had been at the Art Institute. She finished first and had gone to work in a fancy restaurant downtown as a line chef. He'd gotten his pre-law degree at the Community College and then gone to the University of Washington for his degree. He had joined a firm and was currently a lesser associate, just a few years out of school. She had moved from line chef on up and was running the kitchen of the same place she'd worked since first getting out of school. And then, a few months ago, she'd found out she was pregnant. They lived in a small house north of Seattle, in Shoreline, it was big enough for them and had a small room for a nursery for the baby boy that would soon be joining them. Zane was watching Nora sleep, they'd gone to bed and she was laying there, one hand on her engorged belly, the other tucked under her head, laying on her side. She was naked, she said it was much more comfortable to sleep that way in this state, usually going for a t-shirt of his when she wasn't pregnant. What could he do to convince her, he wondered, rubbing his stubbly chin as he considered it. Then it dawned on him, she knew him too well, she knew that even if he didn't actually believe she was gorgeous as she was, that he would say so. How could she believe him if she didn't think she was? Well then he'd just have to find somebody else to prove to her that she wasn't fat and ugly like this. Zane laid down, he knew that just having somebody tell her she was beautiful would not be enough, there had to be proof. He chewed at his lip thinking about how to do it, but he fell asleep before anything came to him. The next morning he woke though, and the idea was still on his mind, he looked over at her sleeping, she had rolled to face him and the blankets had slid down, so her large breasts were shown, their nipples hard and brown and pointing at him, he leaned closer and took one in his mouth. He suckled gently, a light squirt of milk took him by surprise, but he swallowed. It wasn't very tasty, but kind of erotic, he thought. Zane switched his attentions to the other nipple and his wife shifted moaning softly. "What are you doing?" Nora asked, a yawn interrupting her midway through, "We just had sex two days ago," she said, not that she wasn't horny, her pussy was veritably dripping already and he reached down, feeling that moisture between her legs. "And we both want it again, so roll over and let me show you how beautiful I think you are," Nora flushed, but did as she was told. Zane put one hand on the hip of hers that was pointed up, and slid close, rubbing his erection against her backside and then pushing at her leg to indicate she should lift it. He slid down a little and angled himself up, pressing into her pussy lips, and found his way inside of her. "No, the other hole, I want you to cum in my ass baby," Zane slid out and as his tip pressed into her tight sphincter it dawned on him... He could bring another man to bed with them, that would prove to her that she was beautiful. They had discussed it a few times, but nothing had ever come of it, he knew she wanted to watch him fuck another man though, he was surely not opposed to the idea, and it would be a big ego booster to have another man want to fuck her. Zane eased himself into her rectum, pulling down on her hip until she was full of his erection. "Why don't we have that three way we've been talking about for years?" He asked her, as he began to slowly slide himself back out of her, he wasn't sure if she had heard him, as he started pumping his hard cock in and out of her tight little ass. Nora loved having him back there, almost as much as she loved having her pussy fucked, he could see that her hand had worked it's way along the side of her pregnant belly and was fingering her clit while he fucked her tight ass. "Nora?" He asked, when she still had not responded. "No other man wants to fuck me Zane, don't be cruel," was all she said and started to pull away a little. "Yes they do," he whispered in her ear, tugging her back against him, his hand slid around her, restraining her somewhat. He knew that she wanted it, that she had only pulled away because she was upset that he had mentioned something that she thought would not happen in her current state. After a few minutes of his dick going in and out of her ass, she stopped struggling though and began to rock back into him, her hand once again returning to her clit. It was only a few minutes later that she was begging to be fucked harder and then crying out in the greatest of physical pleasures. Zane came moments later, the first few spurts filling her bottom, but he pulled out for the last one and pressed his erection to her pussy, his cum splattering over her lips and the inside of her left thigh. "Mmm," Nora wasn't ready to talk yet, but she reached down and scooped up a bit of his semen, sucking it off her fingers then turning and kissing him hard, making him taste his own cum in her mouth. Zane didn't fight it, his tongue sliding into her mouth and tasting it. She pulled back, looking at him, "You have work, go get ready, I'm gonna nap a little longer." "Alright," Zane kissed her again, "Love you," he got up, heading to the shower. -- Tristan shifted in his seat a bit, trying his best to make sure his coworker wouldn't see the erection that was obvious in the front of his pants, the way he'd been bending over to get something out of the bottom drawer of the filing cabinet had instantly tented them. "Hey Zane," he murmured as the man walked by. They had never really spoken, other than the random greeting. "Hey," Zane responded, smiling at Tristan. Tristan looks kind of flushed, he thought, as he walked past, glancing back when he'd turned the corner. Tristan had shifted again and now Zane could see that bulge in his pants. He considered the other man for a few moments... He was a little thin and his beak nose didn't quite fit the rest of his body, but he was handsome despite of it. Zane had heard rumors that Tristan was gay, or maybe bisexual. An image of Tristan on all fours, eating out Nora while Zane fucked him up the ass spun through his mind and he could feel an erection growing in his own pants. Zane thought a moment and then grabbed one of the files out of the folder he was carrying and spun around, heading over to Tristan's desk. Zane leaned against the desk as he stepped into the cubicle that Tristan worked in, Tristan spun his chair around and had to force his mouth not to drop open when he realized he was maybe a foot away from what was quite obviously Zane's engorged cock trapped in those pants. "Hey, I know you're probably busy, but Sue is out today and I was wondering if you could make some copies for me? I need a dozen of each of these, collated and sent to everyone on this list." He offered the list and Tristan took it, clearing his throat and trying to think straight. "I have a few minutes sir, I can probably go ahead and do that for you, yea." "Thanks, Tristan. I'll have to think of a way to repay you," Zane smiled and turned away heading back to his desk. Maybe he could repay Tristan with a three way, he thought. -- Tristan closed his eyes, he wasn't very tired but he had decided to crawl into bed anyway, he was distracted and the TV he'd been watching hadn't helped keep his mind on something other than the bulge in Zane's jeans that day. He sighed, thinking about it again was making his cock stir and he reached down running the palm of his hand over its head. Tristan had never considered himself gay, but he liked guys just as much as he liked girls and had been with just about as many of each. A lot of his gay friends said he was just a slut and in the depths of his mind he wasn't sure they were wrong. But he preferred to think that he just liked people. Tristan reached out, picked up his remote and flicked on the little TV he kept in his bedroom, the DVD in the player was already porn and so he just turned it on, beginning to slowly stroke his erection as he moved through the title screen with his other hand. The video was called 'Bareback Bi-Teens' and soon he was watching a girl suck the cock of a guy getting fucked up the ass by another guy. Tristan had seen the movie many times and fast forwarded to different scenes that he really enjoyed, the whole time stroking his erection. Maybe it was just because Zane was on his mind, but for one of the guys really reminded him of his co-worker and he couldn't help but imagine himself being pounded in the ass by Zane while eating out some girl. He was breathing a little heavy by the time he tossed his covers off and stroked his seed onto his belly, reaching out and playing with it for a moment, then licking his fingers clean and carefully getting out of bed, and heading for the shower. -- A few days passed and Zane had spent a lot of the time thinking about Tristan and the potential of bringing the younger man home to his wife. He had considered telling her, but had decided that perhaps it would be better to just show up and let something happen. Or make something happen, but either way he thought that would be better, more of an 'ego boost' than setting something up ahead of time. He went to the effort of finding a project for Tristan to help him with, and after talking with Pat,Tristan's boss, he went to tell him. "Hey Tristan, you've done some of our Graphics Design stuff right? I know nothing major, but like fliers for events and things, right?" "Yea," he nodded to Zane, he'd been thinking about him a lot the last few days. How Zane had practically waved his erection in his face and here he was leaning on his desk in that same way. Tristan tried not to let his eyes dip to the other man's crotch, but he was not successful, and he wet his lips seeing that Zane was indeed aroused again. "I talked to Pat and he said I could borrow you for a few days then, to work on some stuff for the upcoming retreat, we want to build a web page, make up some fliers and things like that. I have a packet in email for it, so I'll send you that over with instructions and what have you, sound good?" "Yea that's great, I'll get to work on it right away." "Excellent, let me take you out for a drink after work, to repay you, I know it isn't your job to deal with my crap, but it's a real life saver," He smiled at Tristan as he turned to go. "S-sure, of course, I have nothing to do tonight anyway so a drink sounds great. I'll get right on this," Tristan stood up though, and slid past Zane, their crotches brushed in the tight space and Zane knew that Tristan was just as hard as he was. "Just send it over, I need to run and do something." Zane just nodded, watching the other man head for the bathroom. -- Zane and Tristan had discussed where to get the drink when Tristan had dropped the original off at Zane's desk and they picked a place a few miles away, toward Zane's house. Tristan said he lived on the other side of town, on Capital Hill, but didn't mind going north instead, knowing Zane had his pregnant wife waiting at home and Tristan just had his cat. They met at a little bar in North Gate, kind of out of the way and it was early enough that it was just the two of them and maybe a half dozen other people throughout the bar. Zane bought them each a pint of beer and they settled into a booth, they chatted about work and the weather and various other unimportant topics before Zane decided to push on with his plan. "Have you met my wife? Nora?" He had steered the conversation toward women and things. "Uh, maybe at the Christmas party last year," Tristan wasn't sure though, he'd gotten pretty drunk at that party. "She's a real beauty, here I have a few pictures on my phone." Zane dug it out of his pocket, and it took him a few moments to bring up the pictures, he slid the phone over to Tristan. "Just run your finger along the picture to the left to flip to the next, I'm gonna go get us a refill." Believe Me Nora Ch. 01 Tristan nodded, though he wasn't 100% sure he wanted to get drunk tonight, but two beers wouldn't be too bad he supposed. If it came down to it he could take the bus home. The first picture was from just before she'd got pregnant, and was outside somewhere, the next few where her a few months pregnant, again outside somewhere. Tristan had to agree she was beautiful and her belly was nice, he'd always thought pregnant women were sexy. He blinked as he came to a picture a few moments later, this time Nora was laying naked on her bed, the shot was just her stomach and breasts and face. He looked up finding Zane at the bar, who was taking his time, maybe he hadn't realized they were on there, or maybe he just didn't think Tristan would look at them all. Tristan considered just setting the phone back over by Zane's seat, but he flipped again instead, this time it was a close up of her pussy, the belly obvious at the top, with her fingers buried in it, fingering herself. Tristan could feel his erection pressing at his pants again, as he flipped on. He nearly came down his leg when the next picture showed what he assumed was Zane's hard cock stuck an inch or so into Nora's ass, while she fingered her clit. He knew he should put the phone down, but he flipped again, this time it was the tip of Zane's cock, hovering a few inches over Nora's pussy, which was covered in the strands of thick cum. "She's beautiful, huh?" Zane said, Tristan nearly jumped out of his seat, having not heard the man walk up. "Uh, yea, she really is," He said, setting the phone down by Zane, who saw the picture that had been stopped at. He set the pitcher down and picked it up, flipping to the next. "You stopped too soon, this next one is the best," He offered the phone back and Tristan hesitated before taking the phone, his jaw dropping a little as he saw the picture of Zane face down in his wife's cum covered and filled pussy. Zane slid around the booth, so he was sitting next to Tristan, indicating the phone. "There's a few more, keep looking." Zane looked at the screen as well, as Tristan flipped forward. There was another dozen or so pictures, of various sex acts with his pregnant wife. Tristan couldn't believe that Zane was just having him look at these, but when Zane's hand came to rest right on Tristan's erection he had a feeling that Zane was after more than a few drinks. Tristan reached down, stopping the hand, not moving it away just stopping its movement. "You're gonna make me cum right here and I don't have anything to change into." Zane didn't say anything at first, but lifted his hand slowly, but he didn't take it away, instead he undid the front of Tristan's pants and unzipped them. He slid his hand inside and gently grasped the other man's firm erection. "I live just a few minutes away, I bet I can find something for you to change into for your drive home." Zane's fingertips ran slowly along Tristan's length, teasing him. "Yea, okay," was all the younger man could stammer out. Zane slid his hand around the shaft of the erection he was touching and stroked it a few times, it took only a few moments before Tristan exploded down the inside of his pant leg. Zane made sure to milk it all out before he removed his hand, licking the remnants of it off his fingers and then finished off the last of his glass of beer while Tristan did his pants up. The pitcher he had returned with was still empty though and Tristan had a feeling that had just been a ploy to give him time to look at the pictures of Nora. Zane slid back around to his side and then moved to get out of the half round booth. "Let's get out of here then and get you cleaned up." He turned walking for the door, Tristan finally got up when Zane was about halfway there, glancing down, there were obvious moisture stains in his slacks, but he didn't think anyone would notice, he hurried out into the parking lot anyway though. "Want me to just drive and I can drop you off back here later?" "I'll follow you," Tristan didn't really know what he was saying, or doing, but this hunk wanted to take him back to his place, where his pregnant wife was, and quite possibly fuck him and he was in no way opposed to this idea. -- The two cars arrived minutes later at the small three bedroom house that Zane and Nora lived in. Zane parked and got out, waiting for Tristan before heading up to the porch and opening the door. "Nora, is the washer empty? I went out to drink with Tristan from work and he made a bit of a mess of his pants," Nora eyed him oddly as she entered the living room. Glancing at the man behind Zane who stepped out into the light, she could see the wet looking spots down the inside of his leg. "Yea it's empty, go ahead and go in the bathroom and get them off, there is a robe in there," Tristan nodded and ducked off in the direction indicated. "What are you up to Zane?" she asked, knowing when her husband had some kind of plot brewing in his mind. "Well I'm proving to you that you're wanted. See, the mess he made was after I only stroked him like three times and the reason he was erect at all was from the pictures of your naked body I have on my phone. You know the one's I've taken over the last few months, with your beautiful pregnant belly?" "What?" Nora stood staring at him, her mouth agape. They had always had a bit of an open relationship, mainly so Zane could screw guys and she'd taken advantage of it herself a few times, but not in a few years had either of them felt the desire to step out and she had somewhat thought that was behind them. But the idea of it all was making her juices begin to flow. "So, you're in those pictures too, maybe he just liked your cock." "I'm in like 4 of the two dozen or so, I don't think it was just my cock that got him that hard," They both heard the door open then, and Tristan came back out, his pants in his hands, as well as his boxers. The robe he had borrowed tied around his waist, "Let's ask him." Before Nora could stop him he turned to Tristan. "Was it my cock or my wife's sexy body that got you so horny when you were looking at the pictures on my phone?" He asked, point blank. Tristan stammered, as he watched Nora flush red, it melted down into her neck and he could just imagine her breasts being red with embarrassment as well. He didn't know quite what to say, but finally, after clearing his throat, he went with the truth, "It was definitely your wife that started the erection and while the pictures of you eating cum out of her pussy where immensely hot, they were only part of the equation. Ma'am, you are a truly beautiful woman and hell, my dick is getting hard just looking at you there in those shorts and tank top." Nora looked down at herself, she wore a ribbed tank top, which covered only her breasts and about a third of her round stomach, and she couldn't see them exactly, but a pair of Zane's boxers covered only her dripping pussy and her plump ass. Normally she didn't even bother with those, but she'd peeked out the window and saw that Zane had company. Zane looked at her, seeing the doubt still in her eyes, so he grabbed her by the hand and led her to the couch. "Sit," he told her, and she complied. "Tristan, would you come here please?" Tristan hesitated a moment, all of this was happening pretty fast, but it was also really turning him on. They could both see the bulge in the front of the robe. When he was close enough Zane reached out and undid the front of the robe, it fell open and there was indeed a rock hard cock inside. Nora's mouth fell open as she stared, it was a very nice cock, a little smaller than her husband's in length, but possibly a bit wider. It also curved upward toward the end, it was a little funny looking in that way, but she had a feeling that inside you it felt great. She felt Zane's hand gently touch the back of her head and then his other grasped Tristan's erection and he brought the two together, until she could feel it pressing to her lips. Part of her thought she should stop, that this was all strange and that this man was just putting it on because Zane had asked him to, but then she felt him arch forward a bit. Her eyes darted up to his and she could almost hear the lust in them beating on the air around her head. Nora's lips parted to accept him into her mouth, her hand raising to grasp the base of his shaft while she sucked at the tip, she could only take a little over half of him into her mouth comfortably. When she wasn't pregnant she had ways of shifting to take more, but it was uncomfortable to do it right now so she stayed content with what she had. She was a small woman overall and her hand fit just right in place at the base, so that when it touched his stomach her lips touched it. Tristan looked up at Zane who was now standing naked next to them, his wife's hand was raised and placed on his own erection, she pulled back a moment to look at the two hard dicks before her. Zane smiled down at her as she began sucking on his, her hand continuing to stroke and play with Tristan's while she did it though. After what felt like hours but was really only minutes she looked around the room, both cocks still in her hand. "You on the floor," she said looking up into Tristan's eyes. He obliged, laying down on the floor. She squatted facing him and then directed his hard-on to her pussy lips, impaling herself on him with an ease known only to a woman who loved riding on top. She pulled Zane around in front of her and went back to work on his cock. After a few minutes though she changed her mind, "You suck him now," she told Tristan and Zane adjusted so that he was kneeling over Tristan, his erection pointing down at the man's mouth. Tristan didn't hesitate a moment and was soon taking as much of Zane down his throat as he could. This continued for a time before Nora began to grunt and moan and was soon cumming all over Tristan's hard cock. Tristan wasn't ready to cum though, since it hadn't been long since Zane had got him off. Nora finally subsided and pushed Zane out of the way, peering down at Tristan. "Hrm, no cum huh?" "Sorry," Tristan said, flushing red himself. "I just came before we left the bar... can I jerk off onto your belly though?" The idea had never really occurred to Nora, but now that he mentioned it she wanted badly to have somebody cum on her belly. She needed Zane's help but a few moments later she was standing again and then leaning back on the couch. "That sounds hot, why don't you both come over here and jerk off onto my belly?" This time neither man hesitated at all as they moved over to her, standing shoulder to shoulder as they both beat off. Nora pulled them closer and moved herself a bit until they were both basically straddling one of her legs. She put one of her hands on each of their bottoms, her middle finger began to rub their anus' a few moments later. It didn't take much more after she started that before Zane was spraying his load onto her belly, the first blast actually arcing over it and colliding with the bottom of her left breast, trickling down her stomach as each additional spurt splattered against it. That was enough for Tristan as well, it seemed, and about halfway through Zane's orgasm Tristan sprayed his own out. The bent tip of his cock made the first two spurts arc up above her belly as well though, the first hit her in the face, leaving a line of cum from her left cheek to her chin. The other hit her breast leaving a streak along her right nipple. The remainder joined her husband's on her pregnant belly. Nora waited as they finished before she began to play in it, running her fingers through it. Then she lifted a scoop of their joined seed and put it in her mouth. She pulled Tristan down to her, and kissed him hard, pushing the cum into his mouth, making him taste it. "Now Zane," she whispered as he broke away, he wasn't one to disobey and a moment later was kissing Zane, sharing their joined seed with him. "That was so fucking sexy," Nora said, Zane hadn't seen her this happy in months and knew that his plan had worked. "Yea," Tristan said, looking between the couple before him, his pants were still dirty, but he didn't care at this point, picking them up and pulling them on. "I better go," he stammered and, before the two even really had a chance to say good bye, he was dressed and out the door. Believe Me Nora Ch. 02 Tristan woke up with a yawn, stretching and looking around his small apartment. The previous night still felt more like a dream than anything else, he'd had his eye on Zane since being hired six months ago. Tristan had always considered himself 'mostly gay' as he liked to put it, but had always been somewhat attracted to women too. He'd had a few three ways, always with another guy and a girl, usually he focused on the guy, but Nora had been so sexy with her pregnant belly. Tristan had always found pregnant women more attractive than their non pregnant counter parts, and was now hoping that he would get to experience more of Zane's wife. Tristan reached down under the sheet of his bed and slid his hand around his morning erection, closing his eyes and thinking about last night. The feel of her on top of him, the taste of his and Zane's cum in her mouth. He stroked his length rapidly, knowing he didn't have much time before work. He fantasized about Zane behind him, while he ate out Nora's pussy, Zane shoving his cock into Tristan's ass. Tristan grunted and arched his hips up, cum splattering the sheet that lay over him and onto his stomach and hand. He closed his eyes as the last few spurts came from him, then sighed at himself for not being more careful about the mess he made. Gathering up his sheets, he dropped them by the little washer in his apartment and hopped into the shower. -- Nora looked around the little diner, frowning at the booths. They obviously didn't have enough space for her to fit her pregnant belly into one, so she headed toward the couple of tables with actual chairs at the far end of the place, settling into one. When the waitress approached she smiled at her, "I'm waiting on somebody, but I'll have a glass of milk and a couple of pickles if you don't mind." The waitress went off to get what had been asked of her as Nora waited. It was ten minutes or so before another pregnant woman entered the little place, Nora was by far the more pregnant of the two. Her dark features also contrasted by this younger woman's light features, Nora smiled as the blond girl approached. "Hey Lana," she said, motioning to the seat across from her. "Hey Nora, you look amazing today, did you do something different with your hair? Or something, I don't know. You just seem even more glowing than normal." "I guess I'm just in a good mood, I had a good night last night." "Oh? What did you do?" Lana raised her brow at the other woman's blush, what had she done? "Just had a night in with Zane, is all." " 'Is all' my fat pregnant ass, what did you guys do? I want all the dirty details, I know that you got fucked last night, so spill!" Nora wasn't sure for a few moments, but ever since her and Lana had met two months ago, when Lana first attended a pregnant wives' club in the area, the two had had a connection. Finally she made up her mind, "oh alright, but after we order, I don't need the waitress coming over and hearing." Lana grinned, clapping her hands and making a pleasant kind of 'squee' sound. Nora couldn't help but smile more at the younger woman. Lana was barely 21 years old, in fact, Nora had gone to her twenty first birthday just three weeks ago. It had been a somewhat melancholic affair, just the two of them and a couple of friends that Lana knew from high school. The other girls had all gotten really drunk and so the two pregnant ladies had ended up ditching out and finding a place to sit and talk for hours. Lana had told her about how much she'd loved Dave, her husband, how Dave had been so great to her. Dave and Lana had started dating when they were in High School, and had married between boot camp and his first deployment. They only got to see each when he wasn't deployed, but she'd never even considered straying from his bed. Lana had gotten pregnant the last night that she'd seen him, just six months ago. He'd died three days later. She hadn't even found out she was pregnant until two weeks after his funeral. More and more had poured out of the crying Lana that night. She had no idea how she was going to make it as a single mother. She was living with her own mother, who was helping a lot, but who was also controlling, snoopy and very religious. Once the baby was born, the military would help out; if a test proved the child was indeed Dave's, anyway. Which she knew it was of course, she'd only ever been with Dave, her whole life. The waitress came and got their orders, and when the food arrived Lana looked at Nora expectantly. "Wellllll?" "Well what?" Nora feigned ignorance of what her friend was asking. "Well, why are you so happy about getting fucked by Zane last night? I know you two still have sex, so it must have been something special." "Oh, that, right." Nora grinned, then leaned in closer, conspiratorially whispering to her friend "Zane brought another man home, for us to share." Lana's green eyes got wide with interest. Though her strict christian upbringing made her think that it was wrong, someplace deep down inside of her, she wasn't a very religious person and her interest won out. "Share?" she finally asked. "Yea, well we didn't really, I guess, they kissed once, and Tristan gave Zane head for a bit but that was it ... but it was so hot," Lana was just staring at Nora, her food being left untouched as she thought about it. She had met Zane of course and while she had no reference for the other man, her mind was filling in her own late husband. She had never really thought about two men together, she had once or twice had some thoughts of being with a woman, recently in fact she'd been having dreams about Nora, but the other had never occurred to her. Homosexuality was something bad according to her religion and while she knew gay people and had no problem with them, she supposed deep down she'd always had something holding her back. But now, she was imagining Dave and Zane fucking and she flushed red when she realized that her hand was unconsciously rubbing the bottom of her belly, in a somewhat suggestive manner. Nora was eating, not even realizing that Lana was off in some dream land, figuring that they would leave it at that. She knew that Lana had some hang ups about that sort of thing, they had discussed it previously. "What was it like?" Finally came from the other side of the table though, and Nora looked up, finishing the food in her mouth and arching a brow. "Like, details? Or just was it good? It was great ... if it's the second," Lana didn't say anything for a few moments, and Nora kept looking at her, she could see in the younger woman's eyes that she wanted the first question answered, not the second. Nora turned a little red again, and looked around, the waitress was on the other side of the restaurant, folding napkins around silverware, the place was empty besides them. "Well, Zane just showed up late last night, with this guy he works with, Tristan. Tristan had something spilled on him, or something, so he went into the bathroom to change into a robe, so he could get his pants clean I guess. Then, when he came out, Zane just reached out and undid the robe and I ended up blowing him. Eventually I rode his cock and then," Nora flushed, looking around again and leaning in closer. "The hottest part though, was at the end. I was laying back on the couch and the two of them were standing over me, stroking themselves." Nora flushed deep red but she wasn't embarrassed this time, "then they came on my belly." Lana's eyes got big as she listened and she swallowed thickly as Nora told how the two men had cum on her belly. Dave used to love to jerk off onto different parts of her body and she'd been fantasizing about him cumming on her stomach since the day it had started growing bigger. "That is ... so fucking hot Nora, you're so lucky." She didn't even realize what she was saying, but flushed when she did, basically suggesting that she wanted something like that to happen to her. "I wouldn't have guessed you'd be interested in something like that," Nora said, shifting a little. She could feel her thighs getting slick with desire. "Oh uhm, well," Nora picked up her drink taking a long swallow to think before she finished answering. "I guess it's just hot is all, I mean you can do what you want, right? I wouldn't wanna get involved in something like that, of course." Both girls knew that that wasn't the truth even as she said it. -- Zane had been wandering past Tristan's desk every half hour or so, but so far the young man had not shown up in his cubicle. It was just past noon and Zane figured Tristan must not be coming in at all, as he headed for lunch, when he finally saw the other man. Tristan was walking in from the elevator hallway and smiled at Zane. "Afternoon," Zane said, arching a brow at the man, an image of the two of them kissing, the taste of semen in their mouths, flashing through his mind. "It is that, how are you doing?" "Great, just heading to grab lunch from downstairs." "Hrm, I didn't get anything on my way in, and I'm already this late," Tristan looked around and then turned, motioning toward the elevators. "So let's hurry out of here and hopefully Pat won't see me and I can be a little later." Zane chuckled softly and nodded following after Tristan, the elevator already on their floor from his ascent a few moments earlier. The two stepped in and Zane reached past Tristan to press the lobby button. "Did you have a nice time last night?" Zane asked, as he stared at the doors to the elevator, missing Tristan's blush at his question. "I did have a nice time," Tristan affirmed, looking over at Zane, then staring at the doors to the elevator as well. The rest of the descent was silent as the two nervously tried to think of things to say, but neither had by the time the ding announced their arrival and the doors slid open. Zane led the way out, heading to the front doors and out into the street. "I was going to just hit Quiznos across the street, unless you wanted something else." "That is fine with me," Tristan agreed, the two turned down the street to the crosswalk, crossing quickly as it flashed the stop hand. They got in line, and chatted a bit about work and the various things they both had to do that afternoon. Neither was really thinking about what they were talking about though, taking a small table they ate quietly. Zane finished up first and headed back to the bathroom, Tristan watched his muscled bottom in the slacks he wore and felt a swelling in his pants again. Fuck, that man has a great body, he thought. Zane locked the bathroom behind him, taking a leak and washing his hands. As he opened the door, Tristan was standing in his way. He looked at the younger man for a moment and then stepped back letting him pass. Intending to simply exit after Tristan was inside, he couldn't see anyone past Tristan out in the restaurant. It had been nearly empty before and apparently had emptied out while he'd been in there for just a minute. Tristan blocked his path though, as the door shut behind them, he turned and locked the bolt. Zane arched a brow, "Tristan?" he asked, but Tristan just lifted one hand and placed it on Zane's lips, while his other undid the buckle of Zane's belt. Zane glanced down, as he felt a hand guiding his rapidly growing erection out of the front of his slacks and then Tristan was kneeling, pushing Zane against the wall, his mouth took in the tip of the still hardening erection into it. He sucked on just the head at first, his hand rubbing the shaft as it grew to its full length. Zane bit his lip to keep himself from moaning, as Tristan then slid the entire length of his cock down his throat. Zane grunted softly, but then lifted his hand covering his mouth. He glanced at the door, there may not be customers out there, but the two people that had been behind the counter were and somebody might have come in as well. Tristan was adept with his mouth, his tongue rolling around the head, tasting the pre-cum that was practically gushing from Zane's hard cock, Zane had never had such a good blow job. Nora knew what she was doing, but this was like magic wrapped around his cock. He lasted only a couple of minutes before Tristan was swallowing his seed When Zane seemed done he stood and kissed him hard, the salty taste of his cum still lingering in Tristan's mouth. Tristan smiled and turned around, washing his hands and then exiting the bathroom. Zane waited a minute, tucked himself away, washed his own hands again and then slipped out as well. -- Lana sighed as she adjusted her weight a bit on her chair, lifted her legs up onto the ottoman and then used the remote to turn on her television. She flicked for awhile, but nothing interesting seemed to be on, eventually she found a rerun of House MD and left that on, she'd seen it before but decided to watch anyway. It was better than trying to get up and find something else to do. Getting up sounded like a huge chore right now. She wasn't massive yet, like she knew she'd be getting over the next few months, but it was annoying to get up and move about and if she could be lazy she chose to be. That was not to say that Lana was letting herself go, she worked out every day, had a regimen that her doctor had approved, which would change over the months of her pregnancy as her body became bigger, but she refused to let herself go completely. She had a three month goal after the pregnancy to be back down to her original weight, she hoped she could do it. She got somewhat interested in the show, it had been long enough that she didn't remember the details of the case, but near the end she recalled how it ended and started to lose interest again, her mind drifting. She thought about lunch, what Nora had told her, so scandalous, so dirty. Lana had not been fucked since the night she got pregnant, and she was embarrassed about masturbating, her upbringing had always made it out to be a sin, but Dave had loosened her up about it a bit. Lana wasn't very religious, though she had been raised in it. Dave had enjoyed watching her play with herself, she knew it had always gotten him really turned on and he had been her husband, and it did feel good. Knowing how much he liked it had just made it all the better, too. Thinking about Zane and Nora with another man, at first her imagination just had the two men doing things to Nora, but eventually she started thinking about the two of them pleasuring each other and she realized that her panties must be soaked through. She wrinkled her nose, this was really naughty. Thinking of her friend, of two men together. Should she be thinking about these things? She chewed her lip, and finally pushed herself up onto her feet. "I'm gonna take a nap, mom," she said as she passed the kitchen, her mom just nodded in response as Lana went to her bedroom. She'd moved back in when she'd found out she was pregnant, she'd been considering it when she found out that Dave had died, and the baby had just been the lynch pin. Lana stripped her jogging pants off and then pulled the covers back, crawling under them and snuggling into her pillows. She had always liked to have a lot of pillows when she slept, Dave had made her get rid of most of them when they'd shared a bed, but now that she was alone in bed again, she'd gone back to stockpiling them. She really did try and fall asleep first, but eventually she just gave into her desires. She rolled onto her side, ever since she'd really started showing she'd found that if she laid on her side it was much easier to reach her pussy. Her hand slid down between her legs, her arm laying against the side of her belly, she rubbed herself through her panties, fingers pressing into the little nub of pleasure at the top of her dripping slit. Lana rubbed there for awhile, but it wasn't doing it for her, she was getting close, especially with the thoughts in her head, but she needed something more. She rolled over and dug into her purse on the night table. What at first glance looked like a tube of nail polish was soon vibrating as she slid it under the blankets and pressed it against her clit again. She could just barely hear the whirring of her toy through all of her blankets. She buried her face in a pillow and a few minutes later was whimpering her pleasure into it, her body shaking and arching into the vibrator. Wishing so bad that it was Nora's hand guiding it. She shut it off as she realized who she was fantasizing about, tucking it away and burying her head in her pillow again. Lana had been so lost in her orgasm that she hadn't even realized who she was fantasizing about there at the end, but the two men who had been fucking Nora in her day dream had disappeared, and it had just been Nora. -- Nora stared up at the ceiling, her fingers digging into the bed. Her back hurt in this position, but she could deal with it long enough to get off, and Zane was working quite hard to give her just that. Nora let out a few faint moans as his fingers worked their way into her, his tongue darting over her clit. She could feel her orgasm building deep inside of her, and she started to make louder moaning noises. Zane knew what they meant and began to finger her faster, his tongue pressing into her clit firmly and rolling around. Nora shuddered, a soft whimper escaping her lips as she began to push Zane's head away, her orgasm riding through her and his continued attention causing her to feel almost uncomfortable with pleasure. He wouldn't be pushed away though, and she whimpered until he finally pulled his head away, moving up and helping her roll so that she was more comfortable, pressing his lips to hers. Nora could taste her juices on his lips and in his mouth. She had always enjoyed tasting herself on his mouth. "Thanks," Nora said with a wink and a smile, curling up into his arms and resting her head on his shoulder. "You're welcome, love," they were both quiet for a time after that, just basking in the closeness, in the touch of each others bodies. "So he really just pushed you up against the wall and blew you on your lunch break?" Nora finally asked, they had begun discussing it earlier, but after he'd told her about it, she'd had to give his erection some attention of her own. She had wondered if the dried remnants of Tristan's saliva had been there on her husbands cock as she had devoured it. That had led to her own orgasm, which she had no complaints about. "Yea, I went to the bathroom and when I opened the door to exit there he was, just pushed me back into the bathroom, locked the door and sucked me off. It was pretty hot, the thrill and such. Do you think we should invite him over again sometime?" "I don't know, does he want me?" Zane could sense the hesitance in her voice, the doubt. He could almost hear her thoughts. 'Did Tristan really want me, or was this all to get in my husband's pants.' "He does baby, just because he wants me as well doesn't mean he isn't turned on by you. When I first brought up the idea of you, he didn't even know I might be interested in men as well. At least not for sure, we talked a bit after lunch and he said he was hoping that he might get another chance to see you. He thought cumming on your belly was one of the hottest things he had ever done." "Well, then perhaps he should get to do it again," Nora was blushing at his words, maybe Tristan really did want to fuck her. He had been attractive and she was getting wetter thinking about him and Zane going at it for her pleasure, of having them both inside her at the same time, and any number of other dirty ideas that she could imagine. "Alright, I will talk to him about it at work, maybe we can get together this weekend. I can cook for the three of us, and we can watch a movie and maybe do some other things." Believe Me Nora Ch. 02 "That sounds nice," Nora agreed, her hand sliding down between her husband's legs and cupping his cock, squeezing gently at his semi erection. "What also sounds nice is you putting this in me." "I think that can be arranged," Zane said with a grin. -- "So why are you so upset?" Nora asked. "My mother just has no sense of personal space, she is always snooping and getting into my things and it is just driving me nuts. I have to get out of there at least for a few days and just not deal with her, or I fear it will all end with a bloody knife and her on the kitchen floor." The waiter gave them a funny look as he passed by, but decided against saying something, instead just setting their drinks down and heading back to the kitchen. "Maybe be less graphic," Nora said grinning coyly, "Why don't you come stay with me and Zane? You can have one of the guest rooms all to yourself and if you don't want to be bothered for any reason, we won't bother you." "I don't want to be a bother and you haven't even asked Zane, I doubt he wants a second pregnant woman roaming about his house being bitchy and demanding things." "Zane will be happy to have me distracted with a friend always there and it's just for a few days, he won't mind. Come on, we'll go by your place after lunch and get you a few things and tell your mom and then go back to my place and settle you in." "Are you sure?" Lana didn't know what to say, she wanted to go stay with Zane and Nora, but only partly because she wanted to get away from her mother. Ever since the other night she had been fantasizing all the time about Nora, and about Nora and Zane, and all kinds of other kinky things that she never would have previously allowed herself to fantasize about. "If you keep asking I might think you don't want to come stay." "No! I do, I really do ... alright. After lunch we'll go get my stuff, I'll call my mom on the way, she's at work and I don't want her to freak if she gets home and some of my things are gone." "Awesome!" Nora clapped, grinning at her and reaching out to take her hand and squeeze it, happy. She really liked Lana and was happy to have any excuse to spend more time with her friend and Zane wouldn't mind, she didn't think. It wasn't until after she asked that Nora started to wonder how they were going to handle Tristan coming over this weekend too. Special thanks to H.M.