Plans for the week

Breathing heavily, the three of them lay tangled in a sweaty heap on Shelly's bed, their spent bodies still twitching from the aftershocks of their shared orgasms. Ryan collapsed on his back, his cock slipping from Sue's quivering pussy. Shelly cuddled up between them, her hand tenderly stroking Ryan's damp hair.

"Holy shit," Shelly gasped, her chest heaving. "That was... something else."

Sue let out a contented sigh, her eyes half-closed as she basked in the afterglow. "I don't think I can move," she joked weakly.

Ryan chuckled, stroking Sue's thigh and Shelly's hip with one hand. "I know what you mean." His breathing was still ragged, but he couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction.

The room was quiet except for the sounds of their labored breathing and the soft rustling of sheets as they readjusted their positions to get more comfortable. The smell of sex hung heavy in the air, a reminder of their wild night of passion.

After a few minutes, Shelly propped herself up on one elbow and looked at Ryan and Sue, a mischievous glint in her eye. "So... what do you two say we make this a regular thing?" she asked with a wink.

Ryan grinned.

Sue squealed, “Yes! We could all fuck till I catch.”

Ryan said, “I would love to continuing after that. You two are so fucking sexy.”

Shelly replied, “Well, when is everyone free this week. You are much more likely to get pregnant with frequent sperm donation.”

Sue said, “Malc is out Thursday to a work event. Does that work?”

Shelly replied, “Yes, I can make it.” She leaned over and kissed Ryan and then Sue.

Ryan grinned from ear to ear. “Yes! It’s a date.”

“Well, let’s take a short nap. I’ll set an alarm, since you need to go home soon,” Shelly said.

Ryan's eyes fluttered open at the sound of the alarm. He found himself nestled between the two women, Sue's head on his chest and Shelly's arm draped across his waist. For a moment, he forgot where he was, but the lingering scent of sex and the warm bodies pressed against him quickly reminded him.

"Mmm, already?" Sue murmured, stretching like a cat against him. "That nap was way too short."

Shelly groaned, reluctantly sitting up. Her pregnant belly caught the dim light from the bedside lamp. "I know, but Ryan needs to get home before Malc gets suspicious."

Ryan reluctantly sat up, feeling Sue's hand slide down his chest. "I don't want to leave," he said, his voice still thick with sleep.

Sue smiled, her fingers trailing lower. "Then don't," she whispered, her eyes dark with renewed desire. "Just a few more minutes."

Ryan felt himself hardening under her touch. "I really should—"

"Just enough time for one more quickie," Shelly suggested, her hand joining Sue's on his growing erection. "I'd love to watch you two go at it one more time."

Sue giggled, already straddling Ryan's lap. "Please? Just a quick one before you go?"

Ryan groaned as Sue positioned herself above him. "You two are going to be the **** of me," he said, but made no move to stop them.

Shelly moved behind Sue, kissing her neck as Sue slowly lowered herself onto Ryan's shaft. "Mmm, that's it, baby. Take him all the way in."

Sue moaned, her head falling back against Shelly's shoulder as Ryan filled her completely. "God, I'll never get enough of this," she gasped.

Ryan gripped her hips, helping her move up and down on his cock. The sight of the two women together, Sue's slim body contrasted with Shelly's pregnant curves, was almost too much to bear.

"Fuck, you feel so good," he groaned, thrusting up to meet her movements.

Shelly's hands found Sue's breasts, kneading them as she whispered dirty encouragement in her ear. "That's it, ride him. Make him fill you up again."

Sue's pace quickened, her breath coming in short gasps. "I'm close already," she panted. "Don't stop, Ryan."

Ryan could feel his own orgasm building, but he wanted to make this last. He slowed his thrusts, drawing out the pleasure.

"Don't tease me," Sue whined, grinding down harder.

Shelly chuckled, her hand sliding between Sue's legs to rub her clit. "He's just making sure you get what you need."

Sue's eyes rolled back as Shelly's fingers worked her sensitive nub. "Oh god, yes, right there!"

Ryan couldn't hold back any longer. He thrust up hard, burying himself deep inside her. "I'm going to cum," he warned.

"Inside me," Sue demanded, her pussy clenching around him. "Fill me up!"

Ryan groaned as his orgasm hit him, his cock pulsing as he released another load of hot cum into Sue’s fertile willing womb. Sue and Ryan groaned as they climaxed. Then they all slumped again.

After five minutes, Sue said, “I need a shower or Malc’s gonna know. Just a quick one.”

Ryan nodded, reluctantly sliding out from between the two women. "I'll join you," he said, his voice still husky with desire.

Sue grinned, her body glistening with sweat and their combined fluids. "We'll make it quick," she promised, taking his hand and leading him toward the bathroom.

Shelly watched them go, her hand lazily stroking her swollen belly. "Don't be too quick," she called after them. "I'll just be here... recovering."

In the shower, Sue pressed Ryan against the cool tile wall, her small hands roaming his body as water cascaded over them. "I can't believe how good that felt," she whispered, her eyes bright with excitement. "I never thought I could come that many times."

Ryan cupped her face, kissing her deeply. "You were amazing," he murmured against her lips. "Both of you."

Sue giggled, her fingers tracing patterns on his chest. "I think I'm addicted now. To you, to her, to all of this."

Ryan's hands slid down to her ass, squeezing gently. "Good," he said. "Because I'm not planning on stopping anytime soon."

They washed each other quickly but thoroughly, their touches lingering in intimate places. When they emerged from the bathroom, wrapped in towels, they found Shelly dozing lightly on the bed, a satisfied smile on her face.

Ryan dressed quietly while Sue gathered her scattered clothes. He couldn't help but watch her as she slipped back into her dress, already imagining her wearing it differently—with a rounded belly stretching the fabric.

"Thursday," Sue whispered, coming to stand before him. "I'll be counting the hours."

Ryan pulled her close for one last kiss. "Me too," he promised. "I'll be thinking about you the whole time."

Shelly stirred, blinking sleepily at them. "Leaving so soon?" she asked, her voice thick with exhaustion.

Ryan nodded, reluctantly releasing Sue. "I have to go. But Thursday..."

"Thursday," Shelly agreed, a knowing smile spreading across her face. "We'll be ready for you."

As Ryan drove home, his mind raced with images of the night—Sue's eager body, Shelly's pregnant curves, the way they'd moved together. He knew he should feel guilty about Sue cheating on Malc, but all he could think about was Sue's words: "I'm going to be so pregnant."

The thought made him hard again, and he shifted uncomfortably in his seat. Thursday couldn't come soon enough.