Author's Note: Thank you for the feedback on this series. It takes considerable effort to find time to write these. This will likely be the last in this series. If you enjoy this type of story, you'll probably like my others. More soon. Thanks. A
Sara and I headed into the elevator and stood in silence while we rode the extremely slow freight elevator to the ground floor. I was still lost in thought and fantasy over Jenny's proposition. I was going to get another go at impregnating a woman in class. I didn't ever find exhibitionism a thrill before this class but I could now see the appeal. A few months ago I was just hoping to do well enough to get into a med school, and now I was about to be a father three times over. My cock was semi hard and I was sporting an obvious bulge as we walked out of the elevator and out the back door of the building. Sara smirked as she noticed my hard on as we stepped out of the elevator.
Sara and I usually went separate ways after class. I went back to my place to clean up and Sara had a meeting with her department advisor. As I was turning to head to the parking garage, she held up her hand, gesturing me back.
"You sure you are good with this?" she asked me seriously. "Three babies is a lot."
"I know. It's hot though and she will take care of it. I want to take care of you," I said.
Sara smiled. "I know. We should talk more about that. I do think of you more than a baby daddy and a lab partner," she replied.
"Me too. And yes, let's talk more." I replied, my voice trailing a bit. I turned again to head to the garage.
"One more thing," she said as I started to walk off. I paused again.
"My mom is coming into town. I told you she lives in Dubai now, right? She doesn't know anything about any of this and we need to get our story straight. And you should meet her. You'll like her," Sara said wryly and giggled.
"Ok. Come over tomorrow night. We'll talk, grab some dinner, and then I'll eat you out," I said with a smirk. "I'll shave my kitty," Sara said with a laugh as she walked off towards the faculty building.
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My thoughts that afternoon and evening turned existential. Sara was right. This was a lot. It was also exciting, and I had genuine feelings for Sara that went beyond lust. The lust was certainly great, but that usually passes, right? I was here after all to learn and set myself on a career path. Now I would be helping care for at least two babies and Sara. The university would help given the arrangement of the class, but there was still a lot on us. I know some of the other girls were planning to adopt their babies out and carry on with their studies. Sara never brought that idea up and neither did I.
I was halfway through my second IPA when I heard Sara's unmistakable knock. It was gentle, but she always knocked four times, the last one being the quietest. I put my glass on the coffee table and opened the door.
"Hey," Sara said as she stepped in. She was wearing a rather undersized red top which only came to her popped out belly button, exposing her now large bump to the world. She also had a light gray skirt which went to her mid thigh. Quite a hot look for the woman carrying our twin babies.
"Check it out," she said as she lifted up her skirt. No panties. Her pussy was waxed smooth. "Just for you," she whispered, trying to sound sultry.
Without saying a word I dropped to my knees. Sara closed the door, hopefully not flashing any of my neighbors, and positioned herself over me. I began gently licking around her pussy lips, sucking a bit, and then licking more. She tasted good.
"I'm getting so wet. I wish you could fuck me tonight. But you have to save that baby batter for Jenny," she said wistfully as I continued my lapping at her pussy. Sara pressed her pussy harder into my face as I began sucking and flicking her clit with my tongue.
"Mmm...ah," she moaned again and again. She was now grinding against my tongue and I could tell she was getting close. "Almost...almost," she moaned. My eyes peered up but all I could see was her growing belly, carrying our twins. It was a hot sight.
About 20 seconds later she came all over my face. I could feel her legs shaking as she came, and she steadied herself against my couch to avoid falling backwards towards the door as her orgasm rolled over her. My face was dripping with her wetness.
"That was amazing," she said as I stood up, my face covered with her juice. She gave me a sloppy kiss, tasting herself as she licked her lips afterwards.
"Well, I guess we can spend some time talking now?", I said as we both giggled and sat down on the couch.
Sara laid against me, topless, as I stroked her belly and played with her nipple rings. She proceeded to tell me a fairly lengthy and surprisingly X-rated story about her childhood and teenage years, leading up to last year when she transferred to this college and started living on her own.
There was a lot there, but I'll replay the highlights here. Sara was 22, one year older than I am. Her mother became a flight attendant when she was 19, and had Sara a year later. Sara never met her father, but her mother suspects that it was a first officer in the same airline that she hooked up with in Portugal on a layover. Sara's mother was a "carefree woman" in her words.
Sara lived part time with her mother and part time with her aunt, who would look after her when her mother was away. As Sara got older, she often lived alone in their apartment. Sara's mother was still a flight attendant, and seemed to enjoy the lifestyle. She moved to Dubai last year when she started working for an airline there. She hadn't seen her mother for several months, but they try to connect over video chat once or twice a month.
"Do you want to hear something really crazy?" she asked me as she rested her head on my shoulder. I nodded. Even though it was just the two of us, she started whispering. "I once had a threesome with my mom," she said.
"Are you serious? When?" I asked.
"Two years ago. I was staying with her during freshman year of college and brought a guy home. We were naked and he was going down on me when my mom walked in, a bit buzzed, and started jerking him off. It ended with her riding him to a creampie and me sitting on his face."
She told the story so matter of factly it could have been her summer vacation to Florida. "What happened afterwards? Was it weird?" I asked, my cock now hard at this point, which Sara reflexively started rubbing through my boxers.
"No. I'd do it again. Honestly, you'd like her," she said. "I told you she is coming into town, right?"
I nodded. "Yeah. You said it yesterday."
"We should all go to dinner. We need to explain this to her, anyway," she said as she stroked her belly in a circular motion. "I'll check on her schedule and let you know."
