Epilogue: Gratuitous Pregnant Sex Ever After

Lois Lane stared into the camera. She held an arm across her breasts, hiding her nipples. Kept her thighs together.

Angie sat down on the bed next to her.

"I'm Angelica Blaze Lane," the dickgirl said, one hand on her cock. "And I love fucking my pregnant wife."

Lois smiled into the camera, heart thudding in her chest. A part of her couldn't believe she was doing this...but it was just for the two of them.

"I'm Lois Lane. I'm sixteen weeks pregnant...and I love getting fucked by my wife."

The pregnant reporter turned around. She could feel Angie's hands on her ass, spreading the cheeks wide, showing off the black base of the dildo. They had kept up their anal training, the dickgirl determined that Lois would be big as a house before this pregnancy was over and that they had to get her back door trained if they were going to keep up the sexytimes.

Lois stared down at her belly, hanging maybe half a foot above the sheets. She was showing a lot more than most women at four months.The last sonogram hadn't show anything, but in the back of her mind Lois wondered if maybe she was having twins. Blaze's tongue on the rim of her stretched asshole brought her back to the present.

"Where do you want it, sweetheart?" her wife ass, rubbing and caressing the reporter's ass.

"I want it in my ass," Lois said, loud enough for the microphone to pick up her words clearly.

"Looks like it's already occupied," Blaze slathered. "But I suppose I can make room."

Lois Lane shuddered as the finger prodded at the pink rim of her asshole, pressing between the toy and the anus. In truth, she was used to toys much wider than this. The plug was no thicker than a normal cock. That was what had led to Lois agreeing to this.

She bit her lip as the finger pulled upwards, stretching the experienced anus, exposing the pink depths of her tunnel...and then the cock was pressing into the gap, lubed and ready, sliding alongside the soft silicone dildo as it slowly penetrated her ass.

The pregnant woman moaned uncontrollably as Blaze gently began to double-stuff the reporter's asshole. It felt so much different...so much bigger than just a big toy. Her sphincter was wrapped taut around the two objected in her distended asshole, the combination of hard cock and soft silicone producing a new and unique sensation.

Briefly, Lois wondered how much of this the camera was getting. She could imagine the lens auto-zooming in and out as Angie slid her cock back and forth, those great big juicy balls dangling until they threatened to slap her pregnant pussy, and the reporter's belly just beginning to crest under that, visible between her thighs.

She hoped...she hoped it would be at least as little as hot as it felt.

Blaze began to find her rhythm, sliding her cock in and out of the reporter's ass, cock moving against the dildo...and that was when the devilish dickgirl clicked the little switch at the base, setting off the vibration.

Lois gasped, the powerful quivering agitating her pussy. Angie could feel it too, she knew, the vibe running along the length of her magnificent cock, the head plunging deep inside the reporter's colon. Resting on her hands and knees, Lois reached back with her left hand—and Angie slipped her hand in hers, their fingers curled around each other, so they could feel each other's rings.

Before long, Angie was gasping, grunting, bucking hard. Lois had to grab the headboard with her right arm to stay in position against the harsh **** on her ass, but she knew what it was like when Blaze got like this, and that she wouldn't last long...and nor did she.

The familiar warm splash of jizz, deep inside her rectum sent a shiver up Lois Lane's spine. She still hadn't cum with her ass yet. But that would come—cum!—in time. For now...

"Fuck my pussy," she begged as her wife pulled the sticky cock out of the pregnant woman's ass.

"Of course, sweetheart," Angie said as they briefly broke apart, and rearranged themselves. The dickgirl laid down on the edge of the bed, holding her still-hard cock erect. Lois climbed over her, feeling self-conscious of her belly.

I must look huge, she thought, as she sank down on the dick, facing the camera.

Lois Lane stared into the glassy eye. The little green light telling her this was being recorded. She could actually see herself on the screen, her once-prim little pussy spread open by the big cock that had knocked her up.

"Angie?" she said, staring at the camera. "I want you to say it."

Her wife sat her, Lois still in her lap. The dickgirl's hands slid down to cup the stomach, emphasizing the swell. The demon kiss the reporter's shoulder, and then stared into the camera.

"I love you, Lois Lane." Then she gave that secret smile.

"And I'm going to fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk tomorrow."