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Chapter 9 by Troof Troof

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Touch Sarah's tummy

You hesitantly place a hand on Sarah’s belly, and you feel a tingle when Chloe’s hand brushes against yours as she rubs the firm orb. Sarah’s packed womb is firm and warm, and you can feel a flutter of activity from inside. Suddenly, you see Sarah’s tit jump toward you, her nipple piercing wobbling up and down. You shrink back in surprise, and Sarah laughs, shaking her belly and tits:

“That was a powerful kick, wasn’t it? This is going to be a fierce kid,” Sarah rubs her belly with pride, where the kick struck her. Your cock is getting hard as you watch the motion of her hand wiggle her big tit, the brown nipple standing hard and begging for attention. You rub Sarah’s baby bump with both hands, and, without asking, grab one of her big tits with your hand, playing with her huge pierced nipple. Sarah doesn’t even blink, she just reaches for your crotch, but you’re sitting too far in front of her.

“Come on, don’t make a pregnant girl crawl around on the grass, get over here,” Sarah pats the grass next to her.

“Oh, sorry.” You take your hands off her and scoot over to her side, and Sarah starts feeling you, starting with your abs and your thighs and working her way to your cock and balls, running her fingers over your most sensitive spots.

Chloe has moved next to Rachel, who is still staring out over the lagoon.

“Rachel, is something wrong? You seem down,” Chloe says, putting an arm around Rachel. You tug on Sarah’s pierced nipples, your nervousness around girls forgotten as Sarah jerks you off. Her fingers grip your hard cock with purpose. She’s definitely had some experience giving hand jobs. You can feel the cum rising in your cock, too quickly. You try to focus on something else, listening in on Chloe and Rachel’s conversation:

“Martin, he said he would be here tonight, by the lagoon. I want to see him,” Rachel confessed, her voice breaking.

“Martin said he might come out to the park tonight,” Sarah chimes in, still stroking you. “When a guy like Martin says might, it really means he won’t. Take it from me, babe.” You shift around so you can reach both hands around Sarah to hold her tits. They’re much squishier than Chloe’s, and her nipples point apart and toward the ground.

“Sarah!” Chloe says with a sharp look in your direction. Rachel wipes her eyes, and Chloe pulls her in for a hug. “I’m sure you’ll see him some other time, Rachel. Just forget about him and have fun with us tonight, okay?” Rachel says nothing, breathing hard, her face in Chloe’s tits. You know that she’s not having a good time but you can’t help but view this like a show, especially as Sarah continues to rub your cock with no apparent concern for Rachel’s **** moment. Sarah whispers in your ear:

“She’s been chasing Martin for a week now. The man has three live-in girlfriends, and the poor girl just doesn’t get it.”

“I used to not mind so much whose baby I had, but I just… I need his now. I feel so empty without him in me.” Rachel says from Chloe’s ample tits.

“I know, I feel like that sometimes. But you can feel more whole if you get a man to put a baby in you than if you just sit there doing nothing. You can even pretend it’s his," Chloe says, stroking Rachel's soft hair. Rachel puts her hands on Chloe’s tits, squeezing them against her face, and Chloe barely reacts. You’re surprised, you hadn’t thought the girls around here would touch each other like that (but you'd hoped they would). Your pulse quickens as Sarah strokes you. She’s watching your body’s reaction carefully, and you realize that Sarah is intentionally slowing down when she can tell your sensitive cock is about to blow.

“I love feeling life growing inside me,” Sarah declares, rubbing a hand over her pregnant bump, “and you will too, if you let it.”

“Yeah, Rachel, I may have a guy I like, but making babies is my purpose. You can't let some guy's schedule get in the way of your purpose,” Chloe adds.

“Honestly,” Sarah confesses, “I couldn’t imagine just having one guy knock me up every time. Each guy’s seed feels a little different growing in me, different in a good way, an exciting way. And Eric,” she continues, watching you play with her tits, “you like feeling some guy’s seed growing in me, don’t you?”

Is a pregnant woman still hot if it's not yours?

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