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Anticipation had become a constant undertone to Connie's mood over the past few days, her subconscious counting down the seconds until the evening she'd scheduled with Steven. Though she was more than looking forward to it, she hadn't realized how much it would color her every waking thought, making concentration on her schoolwork a constant struggle.
After the third day of nearly imperfect academic performance she'd considered masturbating, just in the hopes of clearing her head. The random thoughts of Steven and other girls would spike her arousal at the worst times, frustrating her to the point that she'd almost done it without thinking, fingers sliding into her panties as she laid in bed, her other hand on her pregnant belly.
Then, while starting to let her mind wander into fantasy, she thought of something that stopped her short. What would she be like if she just let her anticipation build?
Imagination filling in the scene, she saw Steven showing up with a stranger, a woman willing to come be fucked where Connie could watch. That was thrilling enough on its own, a step in her cuckqueaning they'd never taken before. It was that thought that'd kept her mind drifting towards that upcoming evening, ever closer to her present.
Fingertips inches from her clit, she pictured what she'd be like in that moment, if she spent the whole week before it like she was now. Desperate. Pathetic. Aching for the slightest touch, needing Steven in her. And getting nothing, while watching a stranger have it all.
She took a deep breath, slowly withdrawing her fingers, trying to ignore the burning heat and wetness in her pussy. Getting out of bed, she went to the bathroom of her single dorm, carefully cleaning herself up and splashing her face with cold water. It took away some of the warmth in her cheeks, a blush deepening her dark complexion.
Looking at herself in the mirror, she stared at her own body. Taking off her clothes, she considered her small breasts, starting to grow a little with her pregnancy. Her pussy, pink parted lips showing the sweet spot amid trimmed black pubic hair. Her round stomach, full with the baby she was paying penance for. Stevonnie's baby. The one she'd once felt so guilty for stealing, but now was so happy she had. Beyond her love for it, the chain of events that single sin had begun had lead her into a sex life so much more kinky and fulfilling than she'd ever imagined she'd have.
She'd bear Steven's babies for him, too. Until her body was ready for him, she had denied herself his touch.
Meeting her eyes in the mirror, she gripped the sink basin, repressing her desires into the back of her mind.
"You're not going to touch yourself, Connie." Her voice was soft as she spoke to herself. "You're just going to ignore it, until you can show them both how much you've been waiting and wanting."
Forcing her thoughts onto tomorrow's classes, she flicked off the lights, going back to bed naked.
---
Looking down at her phone a few days later, Connie was almost surprised to see the calendar reminder in her notifications. "7 PM. Steven."
It was 5 PM now, the last of her classes for the day just wrapping up. Putting her phone back in her pocket, she went to zip up her bookbag, her fingers suddenly trembling so much she could barely grip. Even after she closed it she had to open it again, having left that class's notebook out.
Walking back to her dorm building, she knew she must look sick or troubled to those she passed, though none were well acquainted enough to stop her and ask what was wrong. She was glad they didn't. In her current mood she might've told them everything, just for the rush of humiliating herself.
Back in her dorm room she cleaned things up, though they were already immaculate. Stowing away everything she didn't want to worry about getting dirty, she made every flat surface clear, just in case Steven wanted to fuck someone on it. Double checking the waterproof mattress cover and testing to make sure it didn't audibly crinkle, she laid pillows on top of the bed to support someone else's body, then measured the distance from the bed surface to the floor to make sure it would be at the perfect height for Steven to thrust without extra strain. It was still where it'd been when she measured last month.
Glancing over at the clock, she saw it was only 5:43. Relieved, she continued her preparations.
When finally everything felt perfect, she stripped and showered, drying her hair and dressing in a plain button-up blouse and pair of tight shorts, as well as Steven's favorite pair of panties. She didn't bother with a bra, wanting to be able to touch her breasts without the extra layer. Besides, her swollen nipples showed clearly through the thin red blouse, something that she hoped Steven and their guest would notice.
Standing waiting in her empty dorm for the last five minutes, she inspected everything again visually. Water pitcher, cups, towels and wet wipes laid out, as well as condoms and lube just in case. Sheets perfectly smoothed. Bed firmly wedged to prevent banging against the wall. Picture of herself and Steven on the nightstand, the dimmer for the ceiling light right next to it. Door locked.
Connie realized she was nervous. This was their first time doing something like this, with her there. What if she ruined the mood by being awkward, or looking too much, or touching when she wasn't supposed to? She was so excited and so pent up she didn't know what might get into her when it was happening right in front of her face. If she was too loud, or too distracting, or-
With a distant echoing roar, a pink portal opened beside her bed, filling the room with blushing light. Connie straightened, hands clasping each other over her pregnancy, trying not to tremble as Lion leapt through. Steven rode on their back, as well as the woman he'd brought.
No, not woman. Women.
Blinking, Connie counted and recounted as the portal closed. Three people rode on Lion's back. The two women slipped off, obscured behind the animal before Connie could get her head to stop spinning enough to take a good look. Her eyes focused on Steven as he approached, pulling her into an embrace, then a kiss.
Trembling in his arms, she kissed back with every drop of passion in her, only asking her question when he broke away.
"Two?"
His answering grin was just as boyishly delighted as the first day they'd met.
"Well, after I suggested it to one, news kind of made it to the other... and they both were interested. Besides, I thought it might make things more fun."
Lion roared again as he left, pink filling the room again as another portal opened and closed. Looking over at who Steven had brought, Connie gasped, her legs almost giving out.
"Jenny?! Kiki?!"
"Heyyy!" Jenny came in close, pulling Connie out of Steven's arms and into her own. Connie stared up at her, wide eyed at the mischievous face of Jenny Pizza.
"Surprise!" Wrapping her arms around both Connie and her twin, Kiki Pizza joined the embrace, sandwiching her between them. Both let go after a moment, stepping back and grinning. Steven took hold of Connie's hand, helping her stay steady as she tried to process things.
The Pizza twins had been a fixture in Beach City for as long as she'd known the place, and Steven had helped them out on a number of occasions. Identical except for their personal stylistic choices, the two looked more mature than the last time she'd seen them, old enough to be out of college and pursuing their own careers. The wisdom and confidence they showed had always been little intimidating to the younger Connie, and for a moment she doubted her own memory. Even worse, her own calendar entry. Surely they couldn't be here for what she remembered talking about with Steven...
"I'm happy to see you," she began, hesitant. "It's been a while. How are you guys... doing?"
Rolling her eyes, Jenny glanced at her twin. Kiki smiled, sitting down on Connie's bed.
"I run the pizza shop now. Daddy decided to retire early... and by retire I mean keep trying to manage the business over my shoulder." Kiki shrugged. "Life stuff, you know. Boring."
"I'm doing my residency. In a few months though I'll be Beach City's first pediatrician. Until then it's lots of hours, not much time for *fun*. " Clearly having less patience, Jenny glanced at Steven, her eyes taking on a certain hungry expression. "You know. Like the kind we're here for."
"You're okay, right Connie?" Kiki was frowning a little, leaning towards her. "Steven said this was your idea, but I know it was a bit of a surprise too."
Realizing how shocked she must look, Connie suddenly laughed, some of the tension easing. She knew Jenny and Kiki, and they knew about her... and that was just fine. Better even.
"I'm fine!" She grinned, though her knees still felt weak. "I just... I didn't think you guys would be interested in... I never even imagined what it'd be like, for people that know me, to find out about... this."
"Now Connie, I was always taught that sharing, is caring." Taking hold of Steven's hand and leaning up against him, Jenny wasted no time, slipping her other hand up his shirt and rubbing his chest muscles. Her eyes showed just how much she enjoyed what she felt. "I'm just happy you're willing to share."
"We've both been curious," Kiki admitted, getting up from the bed. Coming close to Connie, she touched her pregnant stomach lightly, glancing up and meeting her eyes for a moment. "Though... we've got some other reasons, too."
Still touching Connie's belly, she stepped around behind her, half-embracing as together they watched Steven and Jenny kiss. It was clear Jenny knew what she was doing, standing up on tiptoes to press into the liplock, slipping out of her jacket and kicking off her shoes without interrupting the action.
"I admit I was shocked at first," Kiki said, talking near Connie's ear. "Connie Maheswaran? The good little bookish girl? Steven Universe's girlfriend? She wants us to... what?"
Chuckling low in her throat, Kiki absently stroked Connie's stomach, their fingers overlapping. Steven had broken the kiss with Jenny, both of them looking into each other's eyes as their hands wandered, clothes coming off whenever they were in the way. The passion growing between them seemed so natural, so powerful that Connie felt an echo of it swell within her. Jenny had already unbuttoned Steven's pants, kicking them away after they fell, her hand around his cock and thumb slowly stroking below the head. He finished unclasping her bra, tossing it away thoughtlessly, and began to caress her breasts. Her moan sent a shiver down Connie's spine.
"He came to me first. It was incredible, how brazen he was. I never had a guy just come out and say things like what he said to me, confident and unapologetic, just laying it all out. He knew the effect it'd have, too... he gave me a few days to think about it." Kiki patted Connie's hand, certain she'd understand. "So I thought about it. Thought about you, knowing. Thought about that this wasn't some new thing you guys were trying out, that you both knew you were okay with it. I was mostly sure I was going to do it. Buuuuut... I knew I had to run a decision this big past my twin."
Kiki trailed off as that twin fell back onto the bed, Steven's mouth making its way down her body. Jenny seemed to have forgotten both of them, and Steven too. Connie knew better. The way Jenny lifted her legs, the way she turned her body as she writhed happily beneath Steven's kisses. She was enjoying showing off as much as she was enjoying Steven.
"Turns out, she thought it was pretty hot too. Especially the... risk. Jenny, she's all about no protection. I think becoming a pediatrician made her a little baby crazy, and hearing you were already knocked up got her jealous."
Laughing, Kiki's mouth came very close to Connie's ear, the wind of her words tickling along her cheek.
"Who's jealous now, though?"
Steven's attentions had Jenny moaning shamelessly, her slim black legs wrapped around his head, toes curling while his tongue worked. Both her hands gripped Connie's sheets, her eyes closed tight in bliss.
That bliss was something Connie remembered so well she could almost feel it. Her face burned with vicarious pleasure and roiling envy, wanting so badly to have Steven treat her like that again, the knowledge that he wouldn't anytime soon sitting like a melting ball of ice in her belly. Her wetness made her even more aware of her own arousal, panties already soaked to a shameful degree.
Shifting her feet as she realized how hard she was breathing, she almost jumped at finding Kiki's hand on her breast, breath catching as the other woman pinched her nipple through the fabric of the blouse.
"Me, though... I'll let what happens happen. I'm a free spirit like that. The reason I'll be having your big superhero boyfriend unload up in me is a little different."
Kiki's tongue licked along the edge of Connie's ear, combining with a tug on her nipple to make her moan softly.
"Because it'll drive you wild. He told me that, too. Not just that you like this... but why you like this. He really gets it. Shared a few tips, once we'd both agreed."
Jenny was gasping, head tossed back against the pillows Connie had so carefully arranged. The last of Steven's clothes came off as he stood, lifting her lower body by the pelvis to keep her pussy against his lips. Coming for the ride like a limp doll, Jenny looked up at him from the new position, sultry grin showing how well she was enjoying the manhandling.
"Like what." Connie's voice was so small and tremulous she almost thought she hadn't gotten the words out, her flat tone the only way she could keep the waves of different emotions from pouring out of her. She knew what would happen next. Steven had used this same technique on her before, bringing her right to the brink before dropping her back down and pushing himself inside. Jenny's growing moans signaled how soon that entry would occur, Connie's eyes locked on the other woman's face. Her expression, looking up at Steven, her Steven... It tore away the curtains over Connie's composure, exposing the pure arousal behind.
Instead of answering, Kiki began to slowly guide Connie forward, seeming to enjoy the little whimpers she'd begun to make. Her whole body was trembling, her pussy feeling empty, aching, heat filling her from head to toe. She could hardly think, her body only a vessel for experiencing what she couldn't have.
"Look at them, Connie," Kiki murmured. "Look at how hard Steven is for her. He didn't need much warming up, huh? Not this round at least. I bet he's been looking forward to this for years. Always hoping one day he'd get a shot at the hot older girls from his hometown, but too sweet to leave your side."
She thought about all the times they'd interacted with the Pizza twins over the time she'd known Steven. He'd been stuck at a certain age for a while, just a kid... but after that, when he'd become a teen, she'd never caught his eyes wandering. That didn't mean his mind hadn't.
Jenny whined as Steven dropped her back onto the bed, her protests cut off quickly as his cock prodded up against her. Her dark pussy was waxed and smooth, slick with saliva and juices that made the surrounding skin shiny. The deep brown tones of her skin contrasted beautifully with Steven's shaft as it slid home, penetrating her raw.
"You know," Kiki said, moving Connie ever closer to the bed, helping her stay standing as much as guiding her. "I bet, by the time he fucks you again, you won't even compete. He's had soooo much good pussy, and topping it off tonight with us two? Uh-uh. He'll never be able to keep his mind off other girls, not for the rest of his life."
The words froze Connie's legs mid-step, making her fall slowly to her knees. Kiki helped her go down gracefully, getting her the last few feet towards the bed. The sound, scent, and sight of Steven fucking Jenny Pizza filled Connie's world, thoughts filling her head.
It was something she'd never considered, never thought about until this moment. Steven would never fuck her like this, never again. If he tried he'd be too caught up in the memories of better women. He'd still make love to her, in time... but never again like they once had. There was no going back. This was it. Her role, forever.
Tears ran down her face, but she smiled, almost sobbing with deep, shuddering breaths. Blinking to clear her vision, she watched, feeling a sudden contentment, the loss of control part of a larger gestalt moment. Still trembling, she held her belly, the days of arousal combining with lightheadedness, love, sorrow, humiliation, and happiness.
Kiki watched her, letting the emotions run their course. Looking back at the other woman, Connie realized that Kiki had stripped naked at some point. It only made sense. It was her turn next, after all.
Dark eyes meeting hers, Kiki smiled, cupping Connie's face in her hands.
"He was right about you. You love being like this."
"I do." Nothing else in life made her feel so much, all at once, every time.
"Good girl. Now, watch closely."
Turning Connie's head for her, Kiki watched as well. Both Steven and Jenny were making hard, rough sounds of pleasure, bodies interlocked in every way. Jenny's legs were folded around him, ankles crossed at the small of his back and fingers gripping his shoulders. Steven's strong hands had her hips pinned to the bed, cock thrusting in a purposeful rhythm. Both of them were looking into each other's eyes, expressions daring each other to blink first. The scent of their sweat and sex filled the room, making Connie aware of her own unattended wetness.
"Now Connie... you're a smart girl, and a mommy-to-be. What's Steven about to do to my sister?"
"Cum in her." Connie's answer was a shaky exhalation, remembering when it'd been her pussy he'd filled. Knowing he'd fill plenty of others before she'd ever feel it again.
"Good. Now, since Jenny's not on the pill, Steven's not wearing a condom, and Jenny's ovulating and at peak fertile age..." Kiki counted the points off on her fingers, each one making Connie's heart thud harder. "What do you think is going to happen after that?"
"She's going to have his baby." A pregnant version of Jenny filled her mind, Steven doting on her lovingly. He'd cum in other women before, something she'd seen in the videos he'd recorded for her. Fantasizing about them becoming pregnant had only heightened her enjoyment when watching, but it'd always been a fantasy, though a distinctly possible one. To hear Kiki all but promise it would really happen made Connie want to... want to...
"Very good! I bet she'll be back for more, too. I hope you don't mind being an auntie."
Connie couldn't hold it anymore. One hand shifted to her pussy, starting to rub through her shorts and panties, wetness already soaked through the fabric.
Kiki slapped her hand away, the sharp movement not quite painful as much as shocking. Connie gasped, the jolt making every nerve ending in her body sing.
"Now now, Connie. It's rude to cum before others. You wait." Kiki's tone was as mischievous as it was admonishing. Her firm hand covered Connie's crotch, preventing any further attempts at self-pleasure... although it did grind lightly against her, just enough to stoke the fires building there.
Nodding, Connie gripped her own hands, burning with unquenched desire as she watched Steven start to cum.
His orgasm started first, the signs familiar to her from the hundreds of times she'd seen them before. His legs tensed, driving him forward, his reverse thrusts becoming shallow and quick until he buried himself deep. Jenny grinned while he groaned, breathless voice tight and sultry as he filled her.
"Are you knocking me up, Steven Universe? Because-"
Her voice cut off in a sudden cry as he ground his pelvis against her, hips rocking. Without withdrawing an inch he flexed his cock within her, grinding his pubic bone against her clit. Rocking in a slow, firm rhythm, he made her cry trail off into a series of gasping moans, driving her to orgasm while his seed seeped out of her clenching pussy.
Connie watched it trickle out around his shaft, wanting nothing more than to be where Jenny was. Pride and love towards Steven almost made her wish she could have him now, and all to herself. Almost.
"Watch this, Connie. You might have to clean Steven up later, so let me show you how it's done."
Moving forward as Steven pulled free of a limp, panting Jenny, Kiki smoothly introduced herself into the action, hands taking gentle hold of Steven's hips while her mouth covered his cockhead.
Steven's eyes moved from Jenny to Kiki, a slight smile forming on his lips as he caught his breath. Appreciation was plain on his expression, both for her skillful ministrations and her beauty. For all the notice he paid Connie, she might as well have not been in the room.
Soft sucking and slurping sounds coming from her throat, Kiki closed her eyes, seeming to truly enjoy worshiping the cock that'd just cum in her sister. Connie felt inadequate just from her skill alone, but even at her horniest she could never match that kind of enthusiasm for sucking cock. Seeing it from Kiki solidified the feeling within her that she would always be the lesser comparison in Steven's sex life, a quivering, beautiful hopelessness that crushed her ego flatter with each lick of Kiki's tongue.
"Connie... did you know right away it would take?"
Startled slightly, Connie looked over at Jenny, who had rolled over to drape herself casually across her bed. Her head lolled off the edge, meeting her eyes upside-down. A contented smile was on her face, eyes half-closed as she stroked her leaking pussy.
"I feel like I can tell already," Jenny continued, her voice a private murmur. "He just made me a mommy." She giggled, meeting Connie's eyes. A glimmer of superiority was in her gaze, the winner of a prize Connie had failed to claim. "Steven Universe's baby... what'll that be like?"
"Beautiful."
Connie's voice was rough, and she swallowed. Glancing over at Kiki, she saw her still sucking off Steven, starting to take him deeper into her throat. Jenny took Connie's chin between two fingers, gently pulling her attention back to her.
Dark brown eyes met Connie's, identical to those of her twin. They studied her seriously for a moment, taking in her whole body. She was a mess. Shorts and panties soaked, tears down her cheeks, face flushed from emotion.
"Connie, Connie, Connie," Jenny sighed. "You know, I almost hate seeing you like this, hate taking what should be yours... or at least, have been yours first."
A mocking smile suddenly formed on Jenny's face. One Connie hadn't seen since the woman had been a teen, and still capable of thoughtless cruelty for the sake of impressing a group of friends.
"Except... I think to myself, why would he want a young, skinny thing like you? Why, when he's got all this..." Her hands ran down her mature, curvaceous body, squeezing her breasts, cupping her hips, then lifting away to gesture at her sister. "And twice over, whenever he wants it? Why keep you around at all?"
Connie glanced at Kiki again. Steven was groaning in pleasure, hands in her hair. Her eyes looked up at him with devoted purpose, his cock halfway in her mouth as she suckled on it deeply, like a piece of candy. Every few seconds she'd take him fully into her throat for a few strokes, bringing him closer and closer.
"Between the two of us, we should be able to keep up with a man like him. But you? You could never be enough." Jenny smiled apologetically, giving an upside-down shrug. "You just don't have it in you."
Connie stared as Kiki buried Steven all the way in her throat, swallowing as he began to cum. She never even gagged once, Steven's expression showing pleasure unlike she'd ever seen from him before. He couldn't even stand up, slumping into her study chair as Kiki refused to unlatch from his crotch, smoothly crawling to follow while sucking out every drop.
"You're right," she whispered. "I'm not worthy of him. I never have been. And I always knew it, from the moment I fell in love with him."
Jenny pressed a water bottle into her hand. Suddenly crying, Connie lifted it with a shaking hand, drinking it down while Jenny watched with interest. She drank the whole thing, letting it go and starting to sob.
"That's right, it's okay Connie." Jenny patted her shoulder, her voice soothing. "Face it head on."
Another pair of hands touched her, identical to the one on her shoulder. Kiki's voice whispered in her ear, joining her twin's.
"I don't think anyone's ever made Steven cum that hard, Connie. I know you haven't."
Her hands guided Connie's onto her crotch, and Connie began to rub herself. Weakly at first, then with increasing desperation. She felt weak there, soft and soaked, almost numb. Yet she needed to cum so badly, to have a release for everything that she was feeling, all the anticipation and pleasure and emotion. She panted, Kiki helping with a few casual caresses around her chest.
"So much of his cum in my belly, and in Jenny's womb. I bet I could get him to cum again, so you can have a little. Would you like that, Connie? A helping hand across the finish line, just so you can get third place."
"Y-y-yesss!" Connie moaned, voice rising and falling with her own stroking fingers. She knew it'd feel better if she could peel off her soaked shorts, but she didn't care, didn't want to take the time. In her mind Steven fucked Jenny again, the scents and sights and sounds vivid in her memory, permanently etched. Came in her again, impregnating her without a thought for Connie, his first love, his girlfriend, even though she was just a few feet away. Kiki, giving him the orgasm of his life, wiping away any memory he still might have of pleasure Connie had once given him.
Warm, sticky liquid started to land on her face. Without opening her eyes to look she knew Kiki had fulfilled her offer, bringing Steven to climax again, her expert skill giving Connie a taste of what she'd been denied. Opening her mouth, she tasted it, swallowing and whimpering with memories of when she'd had him just to herself, inadequate even then, though she'd tried to pretend she was ignorant of it.
Her own orgasm came as cum dripped down her face, the warm bodies of the twins pressed close to either side of her. She knew Steven was looking at her, next to them. Seeing her, and realizing how little he'd been settling for all this time. Holding that thought, she rocked her hips against the heel of her hand, mouth open in a soundless moan, riding out a wave of pleasure that crashed through her and wiped away all the pain in her. The truths she'd learned stayed with her, now only truth, accepted and unable to hurt any more.
Blinking away tears, she opened her eyes, a exhilarated smile on her lips.
Steven was looking down at her, and love in his gaze made warmth fill up the empty places where pain had been a moment before. His touch, tender on her cheek, felt like the blessing of a god. She leaned against his palm, loving him back with all she was worth. She was unworthy, true, but it felt good to offer what little she had.
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Stevonnie stood in Connie's dorm, lightly touching their own face as they held onto that feeling of love. Both its source and recipient, they sighed in peaceful self-understanding, the dual afterglow of their cock and pussy supplementing the serenity.
Opening their eyes, they looked down at the kneeling Pizza twins. Both were staring in blushing fascination, caught off-guard by the sudden presence of such a preternaturally beautiful person.
Or at least, Jenny was. Kiki suddenly looked beyond eager, almost salivating with excited hope. Her hands reached out, trembling, and touched Stevonnie's thigh. The small stroke of fingertips made a tingle run through them, bringing with it an awareness of their body that caused them to notice they were wearing Connie's clothes. The blouse was unbuttoned now, their breasts teasingly half-hidden behind its inner edges. Panties and shorts were pushed down their thighs just enough to give their cock room to stick out, the soft brown shaft slowly rising as they admired themself and the girls before them.
Shifting their legs to let the bottoms fall to the floor, Stevonnie smiled.
"I hope you two didn't think we were done?" Giving a coy smile, they cupped each of them by the cheek. Jenny just continued to stare up in rapt amazement, mouth open in a small 'O', hands on her thighs as she knelt in place.
Kiki was far more animated, lust and need lighting her expression as she lovingly kissed Stevonnie's palm, then wrist before putting their thumb in her mouth and sucking gently, looking up at them with wide, reverent eyes. Her lips withdrew slowly off the digit, and she whispered softly without looking away.
"Do you remember, Stevonnie? That day you helped me up, after I ran into you?" She kissed the hand she held again, sucking each fingertip, devout in her attention. "I fell in love instantly. When you held your hand out to me, I wanted to do this even then. I wanted all of you."
She shuddered, pressing her face into Stevonnie's belly and kissing more, tongue flicking across their navel. Jenny finally seemed to snap out of her daze, eyes flicking down at her sister and one eyebrow raising.
"Dang, girl! You got it bad, huh?" After a moment of watching, she shrugged, giving a wry grin. "I get it though. I mean... look at this."
Cupping Stevonnie's shaft and scrotum in her hand, she caressed them, seeming enamored with every inch. Her gaze took in as much as her touch, and Stevonnie felt themself starting to get excited all over again from the attention.
"Well, this is new," they murmured to themself. "I never thought getting worshiped would be so... hot."
Reaching down to their twin disciples, they ran long, elegant fingers through kinky hair styled in two different ways, placing a hand at the back of each neck. Both were warm with excitement, though Kiki's heartbeat was so hard and fast they could feel it.
Taking Jenny by the chin, they tilted her face up, meeting beautiful dark brown eyes with a pair even darker and more beautiful.
"Keep going," they said. It was a command despite all the softness of their voice, and Jenny nodded immediately, hands starting to stroke lightly at their cock. Stevonnie left her to it, directing their attentions next to Kiki.
The other twin was kissing a slow trail up Stevonnie's front, seeming to want to leave no inch of them untouched by her lips. Her eyes were half-closed and unfocused, almost looking drunk with the contact. Bare breasts pressed against Stevonnie, hard nipples making points of hot sensation.
"Oh, Kiki," Stevonnie sighed. "I wasn't ready for you, back then... but you waited so long for me." They ran their hand down the woman's back, feeling the shiver that it elicited. "This is why you really said yes to this, isn't it?"
Kiki slowed in her attentions, nodding with her full lips still caught against the skin beneath Stevonnie's breast. Tears leaked from her eyes as she shut them tight, and she lifted her face away to take a shuddering breath, a smile trembling on her expression before she broke and began to weep. Jenny glanced over, but Stevonnie directed her back to attending their cock with a touch.
"Shh, shhh." Moving slowly, Stevonnie settled onto the bed, drawing Kiki over to sit beside them. The woman's warmth seeped through their thin blouse as they pulled her close. Arm wrapped around her waist and resting on her thigh, Stevonnie considered Kiki as the woman resumed her kisses, tears mingling with saliva as she peppered the tops of their breasts.
Where Connie and Steven had always felt the older Pizza twins to be wiser and more composed than they could ever catch up to, Stevonnie's sense of things was completely opposed. They 'aged' half again as fast as a human, in certain ways. While they had once been the same age as Kiki, back when the girl had first fallen for them during prom, they were now a fair bit older. It gave them a perspective on things neither of her constituent personalities would have ever realized, a combined insight greater than the sum of its parts. Their smile was gentle, almost sad.
"You haven't been with anyone else this whole time, have you?"
Kiki shook her head.
"You were jealous of Connie, for having my baby."
Kiki nodded her head, tears flowing fresh as she squeezed her eyes shut in shame as she turned away. Stevonnie wiped the tears away, then tilted the woman's face up to look at them. They smiled, this time teasingly.
"That's pretty ironic, given all the stuff you just said to Connie, huh?"
Kiki's eyes widened slightly, then she laughed, rubbing at her own face.
"I guess so. That's how I knew how to tweak her buttons, really. I understood how she felt. Looking at her pregnant, it was the same as when she watches Steven with someone else."
Laughing with her, Stevonnie gazed down into her eyes as their laughter trailed away, a charged silence settling between them. Jenny was slowly stroking Stevonnie's cock, kissing along its side while watching the pair with all the attentiveness of a soap opera adherent at the season finale.
Lowering their face slowly, Stevonnie pressed their lips against Jenny's as she rose to meet them. Both closing their eyes, the two kissed slow and deep with rising passion, Kiki's hands pressed against Stevonnie's body while Stevonnie reached between her legs, beginning to stroke along her wet slit.
Moaning into their mouth, Kiki cupped one of Stevonnie's breasts, the other hand tangling in their long, beautiful curls. Her thighs flexed and tensed as the fingers between them began to move more and more, flicking and pushing and circling, learning her buttons and pushing them in a rising tempo of pleasure. Jenny began to suckle the tip of Stevonnie's cock, milking out the precum with a hand pulling along the shaft towards her in a repeating pattern, thumb pressing up firm against the underside. There was enough to drip down her chin and chest as she tried to swallow it all, some landing on her wrist as she fingered herself during the work.
Only when Kiki was nearly on the brink of orgasm did Stevonnie break the kiss, both of them gasping and panting while looking into each other's eyes.
"Please." Kiki was so breathless it was barely audible, her chest heaving, body trembling within Stevonnie's embrace. She couldn't have said a syllable more, but it was enough. From that single word Stevonnie understood the woman's every desire.
Gently pushing Kiki back onto the bed, Stevonnie stood, their cock popping free of Jenny's lips. Looking back at the wet-mouthed twin, Stevonnie briefly spread their cheeks, exposing their pink anus to Jenny's view. Needing no more instruction, Jenny buried her face against the fusion's ass, tongue pressing and licking, diving within to seek out the prostate. Her free hand took up the task of fingering Stevonnie's pussy, ample juices easing three fingers inside.
Groaning in pleasure, Stevonnie spread Kiki's quivering legs apart and lined themself up. Their dark pink cockhead throbbed against her light brown slit, which throbbed back in answering arousal. Leaking hot juices onto each other for moment's breath, their eyes lifted to look up at one another one more time.
"Inside," Kiki whimpered. "Inside me. I want your baby too."
Gaze locked on her face, Stevonnie shifted their hips slowly forward, breathing hard as they slid inside Kiki's welcoming pussy. Letting out a drawn out moan of bliss and happiness, Kiki held Stevonnie tight, hands gripping their upper arms as her head tilted back. Drawing their hips back, Stevonnie slammed themself back in, driving home in a single thrust.
Kiki climaxed, unable to hold back after being so completely filled. Her pussy clamped down around Stevonnie's shaft, her sharp, rhythmic moans matching the waves of crushing internal pressure in intensity. Fingers in a death grip on Stevonnie's arms, she quivered, every muscle tense as she rode out the orgasm she'd been waiting for years.
Stevonnie felt their own orgasm crash down on her, opening up to it and letting their voice express every iota of the pleasure it carried. Moaning deeply, the touch of Jenny's tongue against their prostate, Jenny's fingers inside their pussy, and Kiki's pussy around their cock combined into a single clenching, burning release of pure animal bliss. It channeled through them, pumping into Kiki in pulses as hard as a third heartbeat.
"Ooooooh," Kiki cried, still coming off her own orgasm. Letting go of Stevonnie's arms, she pressed both hands over her own belly, face tilting back up with the smile of the happiest woman in the world. "Make me a mommy Stevonnie. Give me your baby. Oh it's so warm... so much..." She went limp against the bed, a beatific expression on her face as she focused on every little twitch of Stevonnie's cock as they unloaded. Jenny rode out her own orgasm almost unnoticed, moans muffled by her unwillingness to remove her tongue from Stevonnie's ass.
Slumping slightly as the last of their seed left them, Stevonnie smiled down at Kiki. Touching their own belly where Connie's pregnancy made it swell, they touched Kiki's in the same spot, just between her cupped hands. Looking at the woman, indescribable happiness passed between the two for a timeless moment.
*This is how Connie will feel when she gets Steven's baby,"* Stevonnie realized. Before the thought had even finished, they started to glow with a pink inner light.
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Connie knelt atop Jenny's face, shocked into stillness by the feeling of a tongue in her ass. In her deprived state it felt good enough she wasn't sure she wanted it out. Jenny made the decision for her quickly enough once she realized what had happened, retracting tongue back into mouth and sliding out from under Connie, blushing deeply when she saw her expression.
"Sorry, Connie. I'm, uh, not that way about girls."
Looking away awkwardly, Connie saw Steven standing beside the bed, looking down at Kiki's naked, sweaty body. Copious cum leaked from her pussy, and she put a hand over herself to try and keep it in.
"Wow," Steven said, sounding pleasantly exhausted. "I'd hoped to go for a few rounds, but... Well, maybe in a sense we did. Either way, I think maybe I should get you two home. We've had a very productive evening."
Winking at the heavy-handed pun, Steven looked around for something to help clean up, finding the towels and wet wipes Connie had set out. Attending tenderly to Jenny, he left Connie to take care of Kiki.
Kiki's gaze bored into Connie while she wiped down her thighs, and she reached out to take Connie by the wrist when she turned away to get a towel.
"Connie. Are we cool?"
Kiki's expression was dead serious, concern clear in the furrow between her brows. Connie looked back at her, then glanced down at Kiki's still leaking pussy.
Opening one of nightstand drawers, she withdrew a ping-pong sized ball made of sex toy grade silicone. Reaching down and gently pushing Kiki's thighs apart, she pushed the ball in an inch or so, stopping when it no longer slid out when she let go with her finger. With it blocking the way, not a drop more of Stevonnie's cum could leak out.
Looking up at Kiki's blushing expression, she smiled.
"How could we not be?"
Showering after Steven had left with Jenny and Kiki, Connie hummed to herself. Lust still filled her, as hot within as the shower water running down her body. It was enough to make her curl up and beg for release... or would have been, before tonight. Tonight had been transformative in more ways than one, and she finally felt fully accepting of her place in Steven's sex life. No longer a participant, but an assistant and observer, happier and more fulfilled in that role than she could ever be without him taking other women.
She still wanted him, but she knew now she could never measure to what he could have elsewhere. That itself made her hot. It was pointless to ever hope to have him exclusively again. She hadn't deserved it in the first place.
Smiling and aching with need, she let the hot water wash away all the stickiness of her unsatisfied desires. Wrapped up in reliving her discoveries this evening, she completely missed the sound of Steven returning until he said her name.
"Connie."
She opened her eyes with a start, seeing him standing naked in the gap of the drawn back shower curtain. His expression was one she knew well, thoughtful and loving. He stepped into the shower, and she felt a thrill of excitement at having him so intimately close, paying attention to her body in a way he hadn't in months.
"Steven." She reached up to touch his chest. He'd gotten so tall since they first started dating. So handsome. She caressed his jawline before she even knew what she was doing. Her body cried out for him, and she reveled in the closeness. Her orgasm and Stevonnie's hadn't touched the pent up arousal of the past week, all the excitement only adding to it.
He put his hands on her shoulders, big hands covering them, then gripping her arms. Her heart thumped.
"What Stevonnie thought, right before we unfused. That was true. You really would be that happy to have my baby."
It wasn't a question, the way he said it. She nodded anyway, feeling lightheaded with the heat of the shower and her skyrocketing pulse. His baby. Steven cumming in her like he had Jenny, and so many other girls.
Staring at her intently for a long moment, he bent and kissed her. They'd kissed since she'd gotten pregnant, but not like this. His hands were all over her, caressing her belly, her breasts, her body. She felt so feminine before him, weak and helpless, muscles slack from the exertion and heat. She wished her body could make babies faster so she could be ready for him now. She'd never been more ready for anything in her life.
Steven broke the kiss, and from her involuntary gasps and the darkness retreating at the edges of her vision she realized she'd forgotten to breathe. His face was right in front of her, the darkness making him seem like the only thing in the world. He hadn't looked at her with so much lust anytime before that she could remember.
"I'm going to knock you up every time I can for the rest of your life," he promised.
Connie's legs gave way underneath her, suddenly going weak as she gasped, thighs twitching together. Almost collapsing, she was only saved by Steven's arms catching her. She barely noticed, a low, drawn out groan leaving her throat as she shuddered, suddenly filled with flashes of pleasure so intense they seemed to blot out reality. Her lower abdomen clenched, vaginal walls squeezing around nothing, the contractions so extreme that when she came back to herself she briefly thought she might be going into labor.
Steven clarified what happened, laying her limp, wet body down on the bathroom floor and kneeling next to her.
"Did you just cum from hearing that?" His voice had such a funny mix of concern, bemusement, and pride that Connie couldn't help but laugh, exhilaration and pleasure making her head spin. Giggling, she hugged him, happier than she'd ever been.