Making love.

With all of the visits with Sam's ob/gyn, the prenatal tests and classes, and the preparations of the house for our baby, we didn't have sex as regularly as we used to, so we had more or less settled with cuddling. But for me it helped that I had hours of secret security footage of me having sex with Emma to whack off to. So when my wife and I did make love it was very different from when she had a flat belly and tone body -- mind you that Sam still kept in shape throughout her pregnancy -- we just couldn't do certain positions any more. As much as I was very excited to have sex with Sam's friends in the following weeks, I was actually more excited to make love to my wife again.

"God, you're beautiful," I muttered as Sam lead me into our bedroom and towards the bed.

"Even when I'm fat?" she giggled, cupping her big belly and blowing up her cheeks like a puffer fish.

"Especially when you're big with our baby inside you," I replied, touching her hands so we could feel our child move.

"I love you," she whispered.

"I know," I smirked and kissed her passionately. I would be the first to admit that having sex with Sam's friends, especially with her permission and blessing, is great. It's even better when I'm trying to impregnate them since there was no worries of needing protection or unwanted pregnancies, like during our swinging days. But with Sam already pregnant the sex was even better because there wasn't even the pressure of trying to impregnate her during her most fertile days. We just made love at our own pace.

And that's what we did. I gently lowered my wife down to the bed with her knees draped over the edge. She giggled as I subserviently pulled away her dress and rolled off her panties. She cooed when I anxiously ripped off my pants and kicked away my underwear. Sure her belly was bigger but her already big tits got even larger!

"I love you," I smiled as I grabbed her ankles to spread her legs apart to stand between them.

"I know," she grinned as the tip of my cock slipped past her wet pussy lips.

Her doctor said that there was no risk to the baby during sex as long as I didn't blow into her vaginal because air could get into her capillaries. Nonetheless there was still some hesitation in the back of my mind as I pounded my wife's pussy to relieve my sexual frustration.

"Awww," Sam complained when I suddenly pulled out. I wanted to keep fucking in the butterfly position but it wasn't good for her back so I rolled her into her side and I laid down to spoon her from behind. She lifted her leg and reached better her thighs to grasp my cock, slick with her pussy juices, to guide it to her awaiting snatch. While I started to thrust, I nuzzled her neck and grabbed a big handful of tit.

Luckily a few minutes later I felt her body shiver from her climax because I couldn't last much longer. Muffling my groan against her neck, I finally came. I hugged her and we cuddled, with my shrinking cock in her, as we settled down from our joint orgasms.