Sarah's pregnancy is hot no matter what!

“Yeah, I like it,” you admit, moving your hands to Sarah’s belly. She grins, grabbing her own tit as she strokes your cock. You didn’t really think you were into pregnant women, but maybe that was just because the pregnant women you met in your life were past their prime. Sarah is glowing, even in the dim light, and the warmth and flurry of activity from her full womb feels incredible to touch. “I didn’t realize women were so amazing. I mean, yeah, I want to fuck you, but your bodies are also like factories for making babies.” Her big tits, and that belly…

“A factory? Chloe’s always calling this my baby factory.” Sarah runs her hand up the front of her round belly and over her pierced nipples. “But I really think of it more like the workbench of a master craftswoman,” she grins. “Every baby is a work of art, made special. All I need is some of your cum and I can make one for you. Do you wanna try?” That does it. You moan as your cock jumps in Sarah’s hand, and Sarah moves to her hands and knees with remarkable speed for a woman in her condition and engulfs your cumming cock in her mouth, greedily sucking your seed into her stomach as her belly and her pierced tits hang beneath her and brush against the grass. Your body twitches with pleasure. This is your first time having your dick sucked, and Sarah is a pro. She sucks you until the last spurt of cum leaves your cock, and lifts her head up from your lap, licking her lips.

Chloe and Rachel are watching you. The sadness has left Rachel's eyes and been replaced by interest. She’s still playing with Chloe’s tits, which look slightly damp from her tears. Chloe pays no attention to Rachel’s use of her body as she watches the show you’ve been putting on with Sarah's help. You see Rachel squeezing her thighs together, fidgeting back and forth watching you. Your cock is still hard, and your newly modified nerves are still humming with joy.

“Chloe, you’re showing,” you say, coming back to your senses. Chloe’s belly is slightly rounded. She turns toward Rachel, giving you a profile view of the little bump on her lower abdomen.
“Yeah, I’m definitely pregnant. It makes me feel powerful, like I’m doing what I’m made for. Why don’t you get pregnant now too, Rachel? You’ll feel better about yourself and maybe that’ll help you enjoy the night,” Chloe encourages her, taking one of Rachel’s hands off her tit and placing it on her own flat tummy, holding it there.

“What if Martin gets here, and I’m already pregnant?” Rachel weakly protests, playing with Chloe’s nipple.

“We’ll just have to get the baby out of you somehow,” Chloe smiles, moving behind Rachel. Chloe puts her feet on the grass on either side of Rachel and gently pulls Rachel’s shoulders towards her.

“No, don’t,” Rachel mumbles, leaning back against Chloe despite her own protest. Seeing this, Sarah moves behind Chloe and leans forward against Chloe’s back, placing her head over Chloe’s shoulder and giving Chloe some support.

Rachel’s head is between Chloe’s tits, and she’s rubbing her pussy with her stocking-clad legs spread on the grass as she leans back into Chloe’s embrace. Rachel’s tits stand up on her chest even when she’s reclining, and you can see her small nipples are firm, pointing to the sky. Rachel slides two fingers into her wet hole, and rubs them on her clit, reaching up to feel one of Chloe’s tits next to her head.

“Psst!” Sarah catches your attention, pointing at you and then to Rachel.