Saturday morning

Ryan slept late the next day. Saturdays were his clean the apartment days. When he woke up, he couldn’t get out of bed without jerking off to thoughts of Sue and Shelly with big pregnant bellies. Then he took a shower and masturbated again. He got dressed and made some eggs, toast, and coffee. His phone rang.

“Hey, Ryan,” Sue said. “Um, I can’t get you out of my head. Malc had to head into work. I’m outside. Can I come in?”

Ryan nearly choked on his coffee. "You're outside? Now?" His heart raced as he glanced at his disheveled apartment. "Yeah, come on up. I'll buzz you in."

He rushed to straighten the living room, throwing dirty clothes into the bedroom and wiping crumbs from the counter. The buzzer sounded and he pressed the button to let her in. His cock was already hardening at the thought of Sue standing just outside his door.

When she knocked, he swung the door open to find her in a sundress that hugged her slim figure. Her eyes were bright with desire, her lips slightly parted.

"I couldn't wait until Thursday," she whispered, stepping into his apartment and pressing her body against his. "I need you again."

Ryan kicked the door shut and pulled her into a deep kiss. His hands slid down to cup her ass through the thin fabric. "I was just thinking about you," he admitted, his voice husky with need.

Sue's fingers worked at his belt buckle. "Show me," she demanded, pushing him toward the bedroom.

They stumbled through the doorway, shedding clothes along the way. Sue's dress pooled at her feet as Ryan's hands found her bare breasts. She moaned as he pinched her nipples, already sensitive from the night before.

"On the bed," he commanded, pushing her backward.

Sue fell onto the mattress, her legs falling open in invitation. Ryan knelt between them, spreading her folds with his fingers. She was already wet, her arousal glistening in the morning light streaming through the window.

"God, you're beautiful," he murmured, lowering his head to taste her.

Sue gasped as his tongue found her clit. "Yes, right there," she breathed, her hips lifting to meet his mouth.

Ryan sucked and licked at her sensitive nub, his fingers sliding inside her tight channel. He could feel her walls clenching around him as her breathing quickened. An image of him going down on her and having his view of her face blocked by her fat pregnant belly flashed in his head, and a surge of blood stiffened his cock even more.

"I need your cock," she panted, tugging at his hair. "I need to feel you inside me."

Ryan moved up her body, positioning himself at her entrance. "Tell me what you want," he said, rubbing the head of his cock against her wetness.

"Breed me," Sue whispered, her eyes locked on his. "I want to feel your cum inside me again."

Ryan thrust forward, filling her completely. They both groaned at the sensation. He set a steady pace, watching her face contort with pleasure.

"Touch yourself," he instructed, knowing how much she loved to play with her clit while being fucked.

Sue's hand slipped between them, her fingers finding her swollen nub. She moaned loudly as she rubbed circles around it, matching the rhythm of Ryan's thrusts.

"I'm going to come," she warned, her inner walls tightening around his shaft.

"Not yet," Ryan growled, slowing his pace. "I want this to last."

Sue whined in frustration, her hips bucking to try and increase the friction. "Please, Ryan. I need it."

He pulled out completely, ignoring her cry of protest. "Turn over," he said, helping her onto her hands and knees.

Sue eagerly complied. He plowed back into her tight heated sex, bottoming out and making them both groan lustily.

“Fuck, Ryan. You’ve got me addicted to you. I can’t get the images of you fucking me with a big belly out of my head.

"I want to feel you grow inside me," she panted, pushing back against him. "I want to watch my belly swell with your baby."

Ryan gripped her hips harder, driving into her with renewed vigor. The image of Sue pregnant, her slim body transformed by his child, pushed him closer to the edge.

"Tell me more," he demanded, his voice rough with desire.

Sue moaned as he hit a particularly sensitive spot. "I want to feel you fuck me when I'm eight months pregnant," she gasped. "I want your cock stretching me open while your baby kicks inside me."

Ryan groaned, his pace becoming erratic. "Fuck, Sue. I'm going to cum."

"Inside me," she begged, looking back over her shoulder. "Fill me up. Make me pregnant."

He thrust deep one final time, his cock pulsing as he released another load of hot cum into her willing womb. Sue cried out, her own orgasm crashing over her as she felt him fill her.

They collapsed onto the bed together, panting and sweaty. Ryan's hand found her flat stomach, caressing it gently.

"Imagine how this will look in a few months," he whispered, kissing her neck.

Sue smiled, placing her hand over his. "I can't wait," she admitted. "I've been thinking about it constantly."

They lay together in comfortable silence for a few minutes before Sue glanced at the clock.

"I should probably go before Malc gets home," she said reluctantly.

Ryan nodded, though he didn't want her to leave. "Thursday," he reminded her.

"Thursday," she agreed, sitting up and reaching for her clothes. "And maybe we can find more time before then."

As she dressed, Ryan watched her hungrily, already imagining their next encounter. When she leaned down to kiss him goodbye, he pulled her close.

"Text me when you get home," he said. "And think about me."

Sue smiled, her eyes bright with promise. "Always," she whispered before slipping out the door.

Ryan fell back onto the bed, his mind racing with possibilities. He couldn't believe his luck—Sue wanted him to get her pregnant, and Shelly was eager to help. The thought of both women carrying his children made him hard again.

His phone buzzed with a text from Shelly: "Hope you're thinking about us. I can't stop touching myself remembering last night." He replied, “Sue couldn’t wait until Thursday.” Shelly texted, “LOL”.

Ryan grinned, his hand finding his stiff cock. He had plenty of time before Thursday to plan their next encounter.