Epilogue: Belly Bumping

Four weeks, and as many "dates" with BellyLover34. Lois Lane learned a little bit more about his mysterious backer for the ImPreggr app every time...and now, at 4AM, staggering home in a dress that hugged her twenty-week belly, the reporter could finally had it...the name...

Blaze was still up when Lois came in, reading a book in nothing except one of the reporter's old t-shirts. The reporter smiled, heart thumping a little faster. She knew what Angie wanted...needed...and Lois felt that she owed it to her, as the dickgirl quickly set the book aside and came out to help her out of the dress that she had picked out for her.

She wanted to hear what had happened.

"He wanted...something different tonight. We'd talked about it, last time. I said...I said I was interested. In being with another woman. With him. A threesome."

"Menage a trois," Blaze said as she slipped the dress over the reporter's shoulders. Lois could almost feel the smells of the night clinging to her, even though they had used condoms... The dickgirl sat her in front of the vanity and began to wipe off the tired pregnant woman's makeup.

"We met at the hotel. No dinner. Just drinks, water for me. The other woman...she was from Gotham. Dark hair, like mine, but in a pixie cut. A little taller, a little bigger in the bust, but she isn't as far along as I am, so my stomach is bigger, especially in this dress. She thought I was having twins too."

Lois bit her lip. They hadn't really talked about that much lately, but the more Lois looked online, the more her stomach did seem to stick out further than other women twenty weeks along. She knew that she should ask her doctor about that...but she was due for another ultrasound next week. It could wait until then.

"What was her name?"

"Selina Kyle. She wasn't like me. Not on the Preggr app, I mean. From the sound of things she was a professional, and I think he...had already paid her. The chit-chat was obviously a formality, she was sizing us both up..."

"How do you mean?"

"Her hand. She was sitting between us at the table. It slipped onto my thigh, and I didn't move to brush it away...and Selina's hand ran right up under my skirt, and she...her fingers touched my pussy." Lois swallowed. "I'm sort of glad I let you shave me down there, because it was smooth, and she didn't do more than that. It was just...I wasn't used to be felt up by a woman, and in a public place like that. But we talked for a few minutes, you know how women do...'How far along are you?' that kind of thing...but there was that edge, and after BellyLover34 had finished his bourbon, she said that she'd like to go upstairs now. So we did."

They moved into the bathroom. Blaze ran the water was Lois sat in the bathchair. Her belly was definitely domed out, the breasts swollen, the pink nipples a light brown. That dark line led up from her mons to her belly button, but she didn't really have any stretch marks yet...and her stomach hadn't dropped, still standing out instead of pressing against her thighs.

"It was a hotel room, like before. I...didn't know how to start, but Selina pulled me over to the bed and said we should give him a show. She was wearing a black leather skirt that ran under her stomach, and a black blouse that hung over it, with this little full-sleeve black leather half jacket. The jacket came off, and then the blouse...she had a sports bra on, but her breasts were bigger than mine. Not because of the pregnancy, just bigger, but I could see how they would have looked, when she took the bra off. Not as firm as they should have been, hanging a little, the nipples still pink."

"So I rolled up my skirt...that was the first time he saw that I had no underwear on, that I was shaved...and as I pulled my dress up over my head, she unzipped her skirt and pulled it down...and then we were on the bed together."

Warm water ran over Lois Lane's breasts as Blaze began to sponge-bathe her. The dickgirl's dark eyes were alive to every word.

"She was on bottom. Selina was on bottom, so I crawled on top of her...so much like a cat, her eyes studying my face. She had brown eyes, and the smile died on her face as she loomed over me...and just as our bellies touched she kissed me, on the mouth. I hadn't...I never kissed another woman before, except you, and...she wasn't forceful about it. Our heads were twisting and turning, trying to find the right angle, tongues exploring a bit...I guess that's when BellyLover34 had undressed. Because one moment I was feeling the warm spot where our bellies were touching, rubbing against each other, and then the next the bed creaked and Selina sort of froze up..."

The sponge dripped over the reporter's stomach, and she could feel her body heating up, remembering the details of the tryst.

"He was there, behind me. Just came on up and slid his dick inside my pussy. I thought...I thought I was going to eat her out, or something, but instead she broke the kiss and moaned. Like one of those moans you hear in porn, high-pitched and a bit theatrical...and then I was moving on top of her but it was different. I was being fucked. His hips were driving his cock into mycunt, and that was causing my belly to slide forward over hers, and it was rubbing and rubbing, and I started to get hot..."

Blaze ran the sponge under the pregnant reporter's armpit.

"I didn't want her to just lie there, so I reached down and began to massage her breasts...you know, like I how I do when we...when I'm on top of you. Rubbing my thumb over her nipples, and she looked at me, her mouth open, still doing those pornstar moans...and she smiled, like really smiled at me, as though this were a game that she was enjoying. She gave me a wink."

"Then he pulled out. He was breathing hard, and he ripped the condom off of his dick as he came around to where our heads were. Stuck his dripping cock between us, and for the first time I could smell it, and it was...you know how some boys get, when there's just this low-level funk around them, no matter how often they shower? It was like that. Yet Selina latched onto the dripping knob with her mouth and I raised myself up and ran my tongue over the shaft, all the way down to his hairy balls and back...and then it was like we were kissing again, our lips mashing together, except we had his cock in between us...and he blew his first load, right there, right out of our mouths and onto the bedspread..."

The sponge was between the reporter's thighs now, rinsing away at her pussy.

"He fell back, panting hard...I looked at him then, and he blinked, shook his head...and he collapsed into a chair. His cock was still hard, and I knew he'd probably taken viagra and would be hard for hours, but he seemed to just go to sleep right there. Selina slid off of me and wiped her face, and there was that cat-like look on her again as she went over to his clothes and began to rummage through them."

"'I just need his badge,' she said, almost apologetically. 'I spiked his drink. He'll wake up in a few hours, his balls drained and with a headache. Splash some whiskey on him and he'll think he partied too hard.' I could tell she wasn't sure whether or not to trust me."

"'Can you give me his phone?' Then I had to explain why I wanted it...she was a thief. I told her I was a reporter, about the app...we compared notes. But he hadn't locked his phone. So I got the name."

Lois stood up and Angelica helped her out of the tub. The fluffy white towel patted the reporter down, wiping away the last of the strange smells. Angie's cock was already hard, almost a nuisance. The reporter reached down and grabbed it almost by instinct, began to stroke it, let her hand run down to cup those big, heavy, familiar balls. So much bigger and heavier than BellyLover34's.

"Lucius Fox," Lois said. "The CEO of Wayne Enterprises. He's the one backing Preggr...and ImPreggr."

"Why?" Blaze said, as she drew Lois toward the bed. The reporter had no doubt what position they would be in. Blaze would want her to tell her about it again...slowly...in more detail...as she fucked her from behind. Not like he had. No, he had just pumped her pussy, and she hadn't cum at all. Lois knew she wasn't going to sleep tonight. Not until she came for real, hard and crying out to drown out the porn-star moans of Selina in her head. And probably sucking on that cock until the dickgirl blew her load deep into her throat.

Truth be told, just the thought of it was making her wetter than BellyLover34 ever had.

"I don't know," Lois said as she got on her elbows and knees, ass in the air. "But I'm going to find out."