Epilogue: Joyous News

Angelica Blaze Lane slobbered over her wife's cock. The pregnant demon ran her tongue down the taut skin of the shaft, until she got to the big juicy balls, and ran her tongue all over the veiny orbs. Lois had just come in from a run, and her junk was rank and sweaty...just like Angie liked it. The succubus buried her nose into the crotch and snuffled like a pig, drinking in her wife's musk.

Lois was so glad she had a dick.

Then her phone buzzed. Lois reached over and picked it up...and her eyes bugged out of her head. She tapped Angie's horns, and the succubus looked up...and saw on the screen a photo of a pregnancy test. Two blue lines. It was from Lucy Lane.

"Joyous news!" Blaze said, and ran her tongue up the sensitive underside of her wife's cock.

The cock that had knocked up my little sister, Lois thought sourly.

"I guess," the reporter said. She'd been trying not to think about what had happened after the wedding. They'd gotten Lucy undressed and in bed and the next day she'd been too hungover to think about why her pussy was sore and sticky. Lois had immediately felt bad about it...and worse at the way she had caught herself looking at her sister.

Like a woman. The well-shaped globes of her ass. The muscular midriff. Breasts not much bigger than her own, but Lucy tended to show them off more.

Purring with appreciation, Angie climbed up on her wife's lap. Four months pregnant with quadruplets meant the demon was already showing more than some women did when full term with one. The reporter gave a little grunt as the weight settled on her hips, the demon guiding her cock back into its hot little home.

"Well, at least our children will have a cousin or two," Blaze said as she rocked her hips back and forth, settling onto her wife's stiff prick with a contented sigh. Her hands came up to grasp her wife's shoulders. The demon gave Lois a sultry stare, her mouth twisted into that strange half-smile. "It would be wicked if they were kissing cousins."

Lois moaned. "Don't talk about that. They'll be half-siblings," Lois said. "The last thing we need in this family is more ****."

"Hmm. But think how hot it would be. When our kids are all grown up. Fucking their own half-brother or half-sister. Letting their little pussies get knocked up. A bunch of incestuous little pricks and cunts..."

The reporter frowned, wanting to be disgusted at the image...but Blaze smiled as she felt how hard Lois was inside of her.

"It's taboo, sweetmeat," Blaze said, pushing her stomach forward so that the swollen belly could rub against the reporter's still-flat abdomen. "That's why it's hot. Anyway, it's just a fantasy. Not like you want to think about your own baby sister, swollen up with all your **** babies..."

Lois grunted, gripping her wife suddenly around the middle. She rolled the pregnant woman onto her back on the couch, legs dangling off the end and began sudden, violent pumping...and Blaze grinned, laughing as the hot spunk burst inside of her wet channel.

The reporter sank down to her knees, panting, cock dropping out of the slit. She rubbed her face against her wife's pregnant belly, knowing Blaze hadn't cum yet, knowing she had to get her off with her mouth...and Blaze grabbed the phone and began typing.

"What are you doing?" Lois asked, suspiciously.

"Just sending her our congratulations," the demon said. "And letting her know that she is welcome at our house anytime. In fact, I'm insisting she come over so we can celebrate."

Lois groaned...and busied herself licking her own spunk out of her wife's cunny. Her tongue running up the hairless labia that Angie burned the hair off of every few days, so that it was always baby-soft. Her hand was down on her cock, flogging the softening shaft, wanting to get it hard again...and the image appeared in her mind of her baby sister, belly all big and round as their mother's had been...and Lois knew that she was very, very bad...and Angie slid one leg over her wife's shoulder, as though to say "And I love you for it."