Just a little competition over who's on second

On the way back to Hanna's place the rough road does its duty. Felicia starts panting. Then she starts wriggling. When the smooth asphalt returns both she and Trish let out long moans of frustration. With their arms locked behind the seat neither has enough space to really wind up. You drive slowly and sedately until Felicia finally looks over to you and begs. "Please, please for the love of God help me out!"

"Mmmm, don't know if God approves. Besides, I shouldn't take my eyes off the road, right?"

Trish gurgles out "You fantastic tease!"

"Maybe there's a way I can help," you say. "You're sooo close, aren't you?"

They both mewl like kittens.

"So I just need to push Trish over the edge. And I know all her favorite fantasies."

Felicia bites her lip so seductively that you nearly do drive off the road.

"Felicia, dear... just tell Trish what will happen if that big bad cock sprays its love juice all over your womb."

"Wha?" she asks.

"Trust me, your 'hydraulic seat feature' has a serious pregnancy fetish."

Under other circumstances you're sure Felicia would balk, but nine inches of nice hot man meat is enough to loosen her mouth as well as her cunt. She tries to look at Trish over her shoulder and sinks lower, grinding her hips. "Fuck! You want my tits to get even bigger? Ohhh, God - you want to fill my flat little tummy? Uuunnnff! You're so deep - all that sperm is going straight for my egg."

Trish is trying desperately to push up, lost completely. Her eyes are floating and you imagine the only thing going through her mind are Felicia's words.

"More, you're almost there!" you tell the sex fiend riding your girlfriend.

"Jane is so right, yeah? You want me to have a belly like hers? Oh, yeah, you want a set of twins in my belly before she even pops hers out, don't you?"

At last Trish lets out a deep, satisfied moan and you picture her big, heavy balls pulling up and flooding Felicia's eager pussy with millions of fresh swimmers.

Her shuddering and maybe the feeling of a twitching dick and hot semen flowing inside her just about makes Felicia cum, but leaves the poor girl right on the edge. You decide to give her a hand, reaching over and caressing her left breast. "These are going to be the biggest in school. Are you going to share your milk with us? You want your girlfriends sucking all that tasty milk out so your teats are ready for the baby?"

She throws her head back and cums soundlessly, eyes rolled back in her skull. Both of your passengers are incoherent for several miles of travel before Felicia finally speaks up. "Um... so about pregnancy..."

"Mmmm, that's one of my big turn ons, yeah," replies Trish. "But the doctors told me when I was growing up that sperm doesn't grow up too well when its soaking in estrogen..."

You fight to keep from giggling maniacally as Trish feeds Felicia the same story she told you. Every last detail is true, but she omits the rather important recent events including her new black magic tattoo and the fact she knocked you up on the first attempt. By the end Felicia has commented on how sad that is, but her slutty hips give away how much she loves the feeling of Trish's bare cock inside her. And with no downside you're certain to see a lot more of your new bisexual lover.

When you reach the street near Hanna's and park both Trish and Felicia are dead tired. You nearly have to fetch some coffee to get them inside. Felicia is so tired that rather than trying to get her upstairs you let her slide onto the couch. Trish is still awake enough to help you ensure that her broad hips are positioned over the armrest. She may have a kink in her back by morning, but you wouldn't want all that life-giving sperm leaking out uselessly into her panties.Trish stumbles off to bed upstairs while you get out the game controllers from earlier and curl up at the other end of the couch.

...morning arrives...

"I thought you two would be busy making the beast with two back all night." Zoey's cheerful voice rouses you from your short slumber and you look up to find her, Trish and Hanna all looking down at you and Felicia.

"Mmmm, whatever," mumbles Felicia.

"I'm not your Mom," says Zoey, poking Felicia until she squeals and wakes up.

"So nerdy," says Hanna. "Sneaking downstairs not to meet some boy, not to drink the booze or eat the ice cream - for a rematch in an old video game."

Felicia finally takes in her surroundings and quickly accepts the story the others have latched on to. "Meh, first time was close."

"Second time was closer," you say with a smirk.

"I'll beat you yet."

Bethany comes down the stairs in a nightgown and for a moment you're left speechless. The tall, slender schoolgirl could be posing for any runway in Europe with her hips tilted like that. Her small, firm breasts are poking against that silky light blue fabric. The cute nightgown makes her even sexier that she would be naked and your manly desires rule your mind for quite a long moment. You daydream of Trish's baby causing a bigger bump in that nightie, a little lower down...

"Earth to Jane," says Hanna.

"Huh?"

"You spaced out for a second. I was saying that we need to decide who gets to meet your secret husband first or else there's going to be a catfight over it."

"Well, um, I don't see why I should be involved. I mean, I know he wants to meet each of you, so whatever order is fine with me and with him."

"We can play for it," says Felicia. There are immediate cries of "Booo" and "Like, no way!" from Zoey and Hanna. Felicia chortles, knowing they'd never have fought her for it.