In the safety of the rest stop

The four of you stagger out of the car. The rest stop is sheltered from the main road, which is a good thing, as anyone who was watching would get quite a show. The girls’ clothes are in total disarray, with shirts hanging open and skirts askew. Val’s tight jeans have been abandoned in the car. And, naturally, there isn’t a single item of underwear to be seen on them. (You later learn that a few of them did bring some items of sexy lingerie, but apart from that they’ve committed to going commando.)

You kick aside your pants, and shrug out of your shirt, the warm air pleasant on your bare skin. The grass is soft, and there’s a table that looks just right for fucking on. You survey your three girls, wondering which to enjoy first.

“Hey, John,” Loretta says. “Have you knocked up Val yet?”

“He hasn’t,” Val says. “I’m on the pill.”

“Aw, that’s no fair. Connie and I are both probably both preggers already, and we’re certainly gonna keep trying. You should let him breed you too.”

“Ok,” Val says, as casually as if she was picking out a place to eat. “Sure. I’ll stop taking the things, and at the rate he’ll be cumming inside us, I’m sure it won’t be long.”

The sound of her agreeing to let you seed her womb has left you rock hard.

“What shall we do now,” Val asks, echoing your thoughts.

Connie speaks tentatively. “Maybe he could try… buttfucking us.”

The three of you look at her in shock at hearing such a suggestion from a girl who was so recently an innocent virgin, and she blushes.

“I’ve… I’ve been curious about it ever since Loretta and I saw it in a porn movie.”

“Oh,” Loretta says, “so that’s why you started sticking your fingers in my butthole. Not that I minded.”

“Anyway,” Connie continues, “I thought it might be interesting to try. I mean, the porn-girls looked like they were enjoying it…”