Knocking Up Rachel

I had kicked Julia out of her house again, just to use it to enjoy some one-on-one time with Joan. It was kind of annoying, to be honest, my mom getting in the way of just taking her to my house, but Joan had been waaaay better behaved since our threesome with Julia. With how spartan and bare Julia's house was, it was still a bit annoying to use as a fuck den, but kicking Julia out to fuck Joan in her house gave it something of a nice flare, like I was cucking her or something. I halfway considered having Joan jerk me off on some figurine or poster in Julia's bedroom, but it was fifty-fifty odds that she'd get off on it, so instead I was lounging on Julia's couch with Joan sucking me off like a good succubus, both of us completely naked other than a pair of white socks on my part.

"Colleen's pregnant," I told Joan, who nodded quietly around my dick, eyes flicking up to meet mine. "I've been trying to knock up Rachel too - wonder when I'll succeed. Actually, when's her riskiest days?" I asked Joan. I figured I probably hadn't succeeded because we were just having sex whenever I felt like it - scheduling sex wasn't that romantic, but scheduling sex so that I could knock up the most desirable girl in school was extremely sexy.

"Hmmm?" Joan said, with a lazy pop off my cock, stroking my still wet dick. "Umm, none of her days are risky, because she's on the pill, Sam. Obviously, since she's way more fertile than Colleen," she said, the pointless comment basically making no sense whatsoever and just being a standard Joan line of talking up Rachel.

"Wait, she's on the pill?" Joan nodded, looking at my cock hungrily. I rolled my eyes. "Back to sucking." I called Rachel on my phone; she picked up on the first ring.

"Hello. A problem with Joan, or would you like Andrea over as well?"

"Neither. I'd like you to come over, want to talk to you about something," I told her. "Came up during dirty talk with Joan."

"I see." I gave Rachel Julia's address, though I didn't tell her who actually lived there.

* * *

Joan had just finished jerking me off in her mouth when Rachel opened the unlocked front door to Julia's house. "A second house. Well, I suppose it is threadbare enough for somebody with your finances to afford it," she said, stepping inside.

Joan started to say something, but I just grabbed her horn and pulled her back down my dick, making her let out an annoyed noise as some of my cum ran down her chin.

"Joan was just telling me that you, nnn-" Joan was now corkscrewing her tongue around my cock as I held her down in my groin, "-you're on the pill."

"Yes. I don't mean any offense to you personally, Sam, but my family... would not approve of any child we could have together. We're pureblooded for a reason. That reason is a certain amount of ruthlessness regarding..." she trailed off as she tried to find a more polite word for 'miscegenation' and I choked her friend on my cock.

"So you won't have my child, then?" I prompted. "I'd definitely be more likely to take as a Pet any girl who got pregnant with my child, for obvious reasons."

Rachel's lips thinned as she saw how serious I was about the idea. Her lips wiggled uncomfortably, and she glanced at the door, as if hoping some third party would appear and save her. Joan, meanwhile, blissfully choked herself out on my cock. "I... could have your child, but I couldn't raise them. If you would be willing to raise them, then-"

"I don't want a Pet who would abandon her only human child," I interrupted, feeling a certain surge of anger. I definitely wasn't anywhere close to liking Julia's idea, but tossing Rachel off to find some other guy would have been in the cards, if I'd held that emotional state, even with as fond as I'd become of Joan.

"I'm not suggesting abandonment! We both live with our parents," she said, sharply. "Or perhaps you don't," she added, glancing around the barren building. "In any case. My child would not be growing up in a happy environment, if I kept them close. I would visit, dote on them, et cetera, just as you'd do if it was instead being raised in my household. I'm simply making it clear that I would not be the one to..." she waved her hand vaguely, "keep the crib in my bedroom. It wouldn't be a... positive environment for a less-pure child to be raised in."

"Oh," I said. "That's fine then. Colleen's actually pregnant herself, she might even be able to breastfeed your kid." I wasn't sure that Colleen would be okay with doing that, but there was enough of a brief pang of unhappiness on her face that I could tell that Rachel wasn't enthused by the idea of abandoning her child, and really meant that it was necessary with her family.

"I'll go off it, then. Is that all?"

That sounded like something that would take way too long. "Hey, Joan, can you fix the pill?" I finally let the girl in question off my cock.

"Yeah, totally. It's like how I breathe on your dick to get you hard again, but for Rachel's womb. And, hey, Rach," she said, turning to her friend. "I'm a succubus, so I know these things, and I know you're super fertile already. With my supercharging you, this could be the day you get pregnant!" She hopped to her feet, and Rachel hesitated just a moment before opening her mouth and tilting her head, letting Joan fiercely kiss her on the lips, her purple fingers groping her best friend's ass, her tail whipping back and forth lazily-but-happily, her gaze flicking over to me like she was doing it just to give me a show. Rachel hummed pleasantly as Joan's long tongue presumably slithered around happily inside her mouth.

Then Joan broke off the kiss. "Now for the magic kiss!" She said, kneeling before Rachel and making the girl roll her eyes - having realized that the mouth-to-mouth kiss was completely unnecessary - as she kissed at Rachel's navel, then just exhaled, this long breath that left a vague scent of mint in its wake, lingering in the room. "Minty fresh womb, ready for a baby."

"Well, I hope you're ready to become a father, then," Rachel said, straightening up and looking me dead in the eyes.

"I definitely am," I said. After all, I was already having a kid with Colleen, and trying with Mabel, too. Fuck, I was hard as hell to the thought of knocking up Rachel. "Let's go," I said, grabbing Rachel's hand and dragging her with me to the second, completely spartan, bedroom, pulling off her clothes rapidly once we'd arrived until she was completely naked before me. She wore an unsure expression, a faint flush of embarrassment on her cheeks, as I pushed her down onto the bed, gripping her thighs and spreading her legs. Staring down at her pale, bare body, the envy of that every boy at school would feel if they knew what I was about to do, it was all an intoxicating thing, making my length throb in front of her.

"Go on, then," she said, with a gesture towards our respective groins, seeming more annoyed at the delay than actually horny.

I didn't really care. I just thrust inside her in response, filling her up with a long sigh, just exhaling as her pussy took my whole cock in a single moment. It was by no means a new experience on any physical level, but the extreme probability that Rachel would be getting pregnant - and the whipping back and forth of Joan's tail as she watched her best friend get knocked up - made it absolutely intoxicating, and I felt the urge to come right then and there. I even grunted and pumped a half-inch back and forth for a few seconds, part of me hoping to manage to get over the edge and simply come - but I wasn't quite to that point yet.

Once I got enough of my senses about me, I tightened my grip on her thighs and started to just thrust. I wasn't being gentle, and I could tell that it wasn't doing that much for Rachel, the way I was treating her body. I didn't really have much ability to control myself, though, nor much desire to - so instead I turned to Joan. "Come eat Rachel's pussy," I ordered, and like a flash, Joan was on the bed, her tongue hungrily slithering around my cock and Rachel's pussy, flicking at her clit and sending waves of pleasure with each thrust. One of her hands reached up for Rachel's petite breast, teasing the nipple, purple skin contrasting the pale color of Rachel's own body, the pink of her nipples seeming to particularly pop between those fingers. Her other hand reached down for Rachel's butt, groping it hungrily, and her gaze flicked up to me, a smug look in her eyes as she pleasured her mistress's pussy.

When Rachel came after only thirty seconds or so of work on Joan's part, her pussy spasming around my cock - I lost all control. I bottomed out and came, feeling my cock practically gush inside her, a thick load spraying out inside her. When my orgasm finally left me, I sighed and sagged for a moment. It was intense enough that part of me was vaguely considering just stopping... even Rachel seemed to detect as much. "That was, intense," she panted out, as if to give me an excuse to stop.

Then Joan leaned over to my dick, exhaling on it, and I was up and ready to go again. "Sorry, Rach," Joan said, "you need a proper dicking. You two will be making an awesome baby, so just enjoy it," she explained, as I started to thrust inside Rachel again, that overwhelming urge to impregnate a woman who should have been way out of my league sending me into a fit of lust, my cock rapidly slamming in and out of her.

She gasped in response to the sheer force with which I was fucking her, her body bouncing on the bed, sliding and squeaking on the otherwise-unused mattress. I leaned down over her, Joan's horns uncomfortably brushing against my stomach as I finally let go of Rachel's legs, instead just grabbing her cheeks, forcing her into a kiss with me as I continued to do my best to ram into her pussy.

Joan seemed to notice the difficulty that her head was creating, so she pulled back to admire the scene, then slid over to get behind me, stretching out her tongue to run over my balls, slither around my cock, and start teasing at Rachel's clit, making the girl in question gasp in pleasure into my mouth at the surprise stimulation. I, meanwhile, slid my tongue into Rachel's unresisting mouth, the girl in question starting to flick her own tongue back against mine as I found my way to teasing at her gums.

My hands left Rachel's cheeks, and she didn't try to break off the kiss, letting me instead begin to slide down to play with her pert breasts. They were literally the smallest of any woman I had ever been with, but in that moment, they felt amazing and beautiful and perfect, because I knew they belonged to a future mother of my children. I broke off the kiss, staring down at her, a deep sense of lust only growing deeper from the flush of her cheeks and the perkiness of her nipples. "You know, your tits will get bigger, once you're pregnant," I told her, and she gave me an annoyed look.

I didn't like that - or, more accurately, I did like that, specifically because I could 'fix it' with her best friend's help. "Joan, I don't think that Rachel's enjoying herself enough," I said, and I could feel the sudden increase in movements of her tongue, as it slid and rubbed against my cock, but it was obvious the effect was greater for Rachel. She let out a sharp gasp, her back gently arching, her fingers clawing at the bed on either side of her, her eyes going wide - and then she came anew.

I just held myself down inside her, my cock buried to the base, relishing the look on Rachel's face as I knocked her up. The pleasure. The flush of exhaustion, of arousal. And, still there, that certain tinge of annoyance, that she was getting knocked up with nothing she could really do to stop me. I wanted to come, but I wasn't quite to that point again, so when Rachel came down, panting on the bed, her eyes a bit hazy as they stared up at me - well, I just went right back to pounding away.

We went on like that for what felt like forever, with her coming thanks to Joan's diligent, always-ready tongue, and me orgasming less frequently but very thoroughly. Joan's constant revivals of my cock kept me hard and my balls full, and soon enough, I was practically sloshing around inside of her pussy, with how much cum there was, some of it dribbling out despite the fact that I had yet to take my cock out even for a single second. Rachel's skin was sticky and lewd with sweat, her nipples bright and perky, her cheeks glowing. I had even gotten the vibe that some mix of acclimation, association, and experience had made her start to really enjoy my forceful thrusts, though I wasn't sure that it wasn't just a delusion on my part.

I decided to check. "Joan, stop licking Rachel's clit," I ordered, and immediately, Joan's tongue snapped back into her mouth, the girl in question sliding up to get in a position where she could see us both better, idly wiping her mouth.

"Why?" She asked me. "I was really enjoying licking Rachel's brains out while you knock her up." Her hand went to her best friend's belly, purple fingers sliding along pale skin in a way that was intensely erotic. "You'll get something I never had, Rach - human babies with an awesome dude. That's Sam, bee tee dubs," she added, with a wink.

Rachel gave her some incomprehensible expression, but she couldn't speak. I decided to speak up for her. "I want to see if Rachel's enjoying herself enough to come from just me," I explained. My hand went to Rachel's pelvis, starting to stimulate her clit. One of Esme's biology lessons had covered the pre-Pokegirl female orgasm, how hard it was to achieve, and how important clitoral stimulation was to it. Rachel wasn't 100% human, but I figured a little thumb brushing against her clit couldn't hurt, and by the little wiggles of her hips against me, I seemed to have been correct. "Plus, this way I get to see you," I added.

"Yeah, I am pretty hot, I mean, Rach's hotter, but if you can see both of us that's even better." She shifted her body, intentionally twisting at that angle you mostly only see in pinups, where you can see the girl's tits and ass at the same time. Dark purple perky nipples were visible at the same time as an outrageously curvaceous ass, her tail happily beating behind her as I eyed her up. "Come in her until you can't any more, even with my magic, Sam," she said, licking her lips. "Rachel deserves your kid. Give it to her, one hundred percent chance," she said.

Rachel came at that point. Not from the words, I don't think, but I'd found a good circular movement on her clit, and she was eyeing up her friend's tits while clearly doing her level best to ignore her mouth. Knowing that this orgasm was entirely due to me, made it entirely wonderful and perfect, as I came inside her waiting pussy once again. Rachel sagged as she felt it, her eyes lidding. "Finally," she mumbled out, sleepily.

"Hm? I'm not done yet," I told her, as I started to thrust again. Joan's tail beat that bit more happily. "Do what you want, Joan. Just wanted to see if I could make her come myself."

"Totally, dude," Joan agreed. "You could make her come her fucking brains out if you tried, but you know what? You can just do what you want to her. I'll take care of making sure she comes." She leaned forward, sucking on one of Rachel's nipples, while her hand slid down to start playing with her best friend's clit, fingertips brushing along it.

Rachel didn't really object to anything from that point on, even going so far as to occasionally offer some plaintive words requesting 'more' or 'harder' or 'a little higher.' I did my best to grant every such request of hers, and by the end of things, both of us were drenched in sweat. We used the spare bathroom - not Julia's - to clean up in the tub, and I took the chance to really admire that pale, nearly-flawless, almost-human skin.

There was something sexy about it in itself, the curves and lines of her body, the colors, the texture. It was sexy in a unique way, like a beautiful painting, wonderful precisely because it wasn't perfect. That was her gorgeous body in simple terms, the difference between a painting and a photograph - and she was the painting, ironically enough. Where every other girl was airbrushed perfection, she was just the regular kind, and it made me want to despoil her further. By the time we got out of the tub, my endurance was back, and I went back to fucking her on the bed while Joan helped.

I don't have the faintest idea how many times I came inside her that day, other than that it was a hell of a lot.

I can't say for sure if Rachel got pregnant that day specifically, but I can say for sure that she didn't menstruate again for months.

* * *

Kaede Tetsukata's fingers rapped on her thigh in nervous energy, her gaze focused on another girl at the library, unable to focus on the fellatio manual she held in her hands. Kaete soon followed her gaze, and a frown appeared on her sister's lips. "Is she really...?" Reading a book like that, she didn't need to finish.

"It would appear so. I don't think it's appropriate for someone like her to be..." She trailed off rather than say it.

"It certainly isn't."

"Perhaps we should say something."

"Perhaps we should."

"It could be a problem, if we did."

"It could. But it could also be a good thing. And the risk is very low."

"Yes, I think you're correct," Kaede said, rising to her feet, her sister falling in lockstep alongside her.

They soon arrived at the table where Julia Chokaby, having been kicked out of her home, was currently perusing a Pet Owner study guide. Their expressions were stern. "Do you really think," Kaete began, "that someone like you should be reading something like that?"