Epilogue: Uneven Triangle

"Lois Lane, stop hogging the dick!"

Callie's voice was a weak croak. The young woman was bent over the toilet, heaving her guts out. Lois had taken the opportunity to get herself a cuntful of Angelica's cock. The dickgirl, for her part, was perfectly happy as long as something tight and wet was bouncing up and down on her balls...and she wasn't particularly discerning which of her babymamas had the chore.

"Hmm," Blaze said, admiring the reporter's backside as it bounced up and down on her shaft. "Have you put on weight? You're looking good back here..."

Lois ignored her. Callie, spat into the toilet, a bit of yellow drool hanging from her lip.

"You had her last night!" The young woman accused.

"And I woke up at midnight to the sound of you sucking her cock!" Lois shot back.

In truth, Lois could feel Callie's frustration. With their hormones, and Blaze being Blaze, the two pregnant women seemed to be horny all the time—and with their schedules being what they were, that meant that very rarely could either of them get any private time alone with Angelica. As soon as they came home in the evening, it was a sexual arms race...and Lois always had her work to do, Callie her homework, both of them the housework and cooking and cleaning because Blaze was absolutely useless in that regard...

"Look, let me just get an orgasm before work, and then you can get the next one," Lois offered.

"You know I have to get ready for my study group," Callie accused, eyeing her lovers spitefully. "I've got exams coming up!"

That's not the only thing coming up, Lois though with a grimace. At the rate they were growing, Callie would be full-term when she walked across the stage to get her diploma in seven months.

"How's your stomach?" Lois asked.

"Better," Callie lied blithely, wiping the spit from her mouth. With a sigh, the reporter stood up, and then sat down hard on Blaze's abdomen. The dickgirl gave a little oof at the sudden weight, but her hands immediately fell to Lois Lane's breasts, squeezing the sore, swollen breasts. They'd become much more sensitive lately, and Lois knew why.

"Come on. We'll share it," the pregnant reporter offered, rubbing her pussy up and down the slick shaft.

Less quickly and agilely than she might have managed a month ago, the young woman with the slightly-swollen abdomen clambered onto the bed. She crab-walked forward, Lois and Blaze shifting their legs as their lover's tight young pussy came to squeeze against Angelica's stiff shaft.

Together, Lois and Callie began to shake their hips, the cock trapped between them, turning an alarming purplish-red in color.

"Don't you dare cum before we do," Lois hissed...and the reporter could already feel her face flushed, her hips creak, tired from lack of sleep but moving into that zone of being where time and places to be ceased to matter, and she knew that she wasn'y climbing off this bed until she'd cum and cum hard. Callie, face sweating and red-faced, was the same way, her unshaved pussy tickling Lois Lane's own as their pubic hairs tangled around the fat shaft.

Lois wished it could be like this always. The two of them grunting, rubbing, their clits squeezing against Blaze's swollen glans. Not fighting each other, but working together toward some common goal...with the dick they both loved and craved in the middle, driving them on to higher flights of fancy...and Lois looked into Callie's eyes and her pupils were dilated, breasts heaving...the pregnant woman sat up mouth agape like a fish on the line...

The reporter met her, head tilted, and their lips locked above the rigid prick. Lois didn't even care about tasting bile in her lover's mouth, all she cared about was the hot tongue that sucked on her own, the way her hips rubbed harder and faster...and when Callie began to shake and scream into her mouth, it set Lois off two, pussy clamping and sputtering, hugging Callie close as if to never let her go, and somewhere down below something hot and wet shot out and splashed against their chins....

Panting, temporarily sated, the two women came apart...and looked at the clock.

"Shit," Callie said, scrabbling off the bed. "I need a shower."

"So do I," Lois followed her, not even bothing to wipe the cum off her chest and chin, feeling the sticky drops tangle in her pubic hair.

"Alright!" Blaze said. "Give me a minute, and..."

"No!" her lovers said, and closed and locked the door behind them. As much as they loved Angelica, both women knew that if the dickgirl had her way, she'd spend all day long fucking them both...and neither of them could afford that.