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Part Fifteen: Asha and Neha's Pregnancies

Six weeks after the wedding, Asha woke up feeling nauseous. She rushed to the bathroom and vomited, her stomach churning.

Oh no, she thought, sitting on the bathroom floor. Could I be...?

She bought a pregnancy test that afternoon and took it in the office bathroom. Two minutes later, she stared at the result: positive.

I'm pregnant, she thought, her heart racing. But whose baby is it?

She'd been intimate with Ajay, Arjun, and Rohan regularly over the past two months. Any of them could be the father.

That evening, she told Ajay first. They were alone in their apartment, and she showed him the test.

"I'm pregnant," she said simply.

Ajay stared at the test, then at her, his expression a mixture of surprise and excitement. "That's... that's amazing. Are you happy?"

"I think so," Asha said. "But Ajay, I don't know whose it is. It could be yours, or Arjun's, or Rohan's."

"Does it matter?" Ajay asked, pulling her close. "We'll raise the baby together, no matter who the biological father is."

"You're okay with that?" Asha asked, tears in her eyes.

"More than okay,. Priya child might be mine for all we know. Aren't we all OK with that?" Ajay said, kissing her. "I love you. And we'll all love this baby."

Over the next week, Asha told Arjun and Rohan as well. Both had similar reactions—surprise, excitement, and a willingness to support her regardless of paternity.

"We'll all contribute," Arjun said. "Financially, emotionally, whatever you need."

"And we'll keep this between us. This child will belong to all of us, just like Priya and Arjun's baby." Rohan added. "No paternity test. Let the ambiguity remain."

Few weeks later, Neha discovered she was also pregnant. She told Rohan first, and his reaction was immediate joy.

"That's wonderful," he said, hugging her tightly. "We're going to be parents."

"But Rohan," Neha said hesitantly, "I don't know if it's yours. It could be Ajay's, or Arjun's."

"I don't care," Rohan said firmly. "This baby is ours. That's all that matters. And Asha might be carrying my baby. So all good."

Now two women in the family were pregnant, both with ambiguous paternity. And as their bodies began to change, something unexpected happened—their sexual desire increased dramatically.

By the third month, both Asha and Neha were noticeably pregnant. Their bellies had begun to swell, their breasts had grown larger and more sensitive, and their skin had taken on a healthy glow.

And they were constantly aroused.

"I don't understand it," Asha said one evening as she and Neha sat together in the office lounge. "I want sex all the time. More than before I was pregnant."

"Me too," Neha admitted. "It's like my body is on fire. I can't get enough. I need a cock in my pussy all the time."

Their lovers found their pregnant bodies incredibly attractive. There was something primal, something deeply arousing about seeing a woman carrying a child, her body changing to nurture new life.

One evening, Ajay came home to find Asha lying on the bed, completely naked, her hand between her legs.

"I need you," she said without preamble. "Now."

Ajay undressed quickly and moved to the bed. Asha's body was stunning—her breasts had grown to probably F-cups, heavy and full, her nipples dark and prominent. Her belly was round and firm, about four months along now. Her hips were even wider, her thighs thicker.

"You're so beautiful," Ajay said, his cock already hard.

"Fuck me," Asha begged. "I need your cock inside me."

Ajay positioned himself between her thighs and thrust inside. Asha moaned loudly, her pussy incredibly wet and sensitive.

I'm fucking my pregnant wife, Ajay thought as he moved inside her. And she's never been more beautiful.

He fucked her carefully at first, worried about hurting the baby, but Asha urged him on.

"Harder," she gasped. "The baby's fine. I need you to fuck me hard."

Ajay increased his pace, his cock driving deep, his hands on her enormous breasts, squeezing gently. Asha's moans grew louder, her body responding intensely.

"I'm going to cum," Ajay warned after several minutes.

"Cum inside me," Asha gasped. "Fill my pregnant pussy."

Ajay thrust deep and came hard, his cock pulsing as he emptied himself inside her. Asha screamed, her own orgasm hitting, her pussy clenching around his cock.

He's cumming inside me while I'm pregnant, Asha thought as pleasure crashed through her. Filling me with his seed even though I'm already carrying a baby. This is so hot.

Similar scenes played out with Arjun and Rohan. Both men found Asha's pregnant body irresistible, and they fucked her regularly, always cumming inside her, always marvelling at how beautiful she looked.

Neha experienced the same thing. Rohan, Ajay, and Arjun all found her pregnant body incredibly arousing, and they took turns fucking her, filling her pussy with their cum.

By the sixth month, both women were heavily pregnant. Their bellies were large and round, their breasts enormous and leaking milk, their bodies soft and full.

And they were more sexual than ever.

One evening, all six of them gathered at the penthouse for what had become a regular occurrence—a family orgy.

Asha and Neha lay side by side on the bed, both naked, their pregnant bellies prominent, their breasts leaking milk.

"You're both so beautiful. I know you must be horny all the time, like I was when I was pregnant." Priya said, moving between them and kissing first Asha, then Neha.

The three men stood nearby, their cocks hard, watching the women together.

Priya moved to Asha's breasts and began sucking her nipples, drinking the sweet milk that flowed freely. Asha moaned, her hands moving to Priya's hair.

Priya's drinking my milk, Asha thought, her arousal spiking. While I'm six months pregnant. This is incredible.

Neha watched, her own arousal building, and then Ajay moved to her, positioning himself between her thighs.

"Can I?" he asked.

"Yes," Neha gasped. "Please."

Ajay thrust inside his pregnant cousin's pussy, groaning at how tight and wet she was. Neha moaned loudly, her pregnant body incredibly sensitive.

I'm being fucked while heavily pregnant by my cousin, Neha thought as pleasure built inside her. And he might be the one who got me pregnant, it feels amazing.

Rohan moved to Asha, and Arjun moved to Priya. Soon all six of them were engaged in passionate sex—the men fucking the women, the women kissing each other, everyone lost in pleasure.

They fucked for hours, switching partners, exploring different positions, always careful with the pregnant women but still intense and passionate.

Finally, the men were all close to cumming.

"Cum on our bellies," Asha said breathlessly. "Both of us. Cover our pregnant bellies with your cum. It's one of your sperms that got us pregnant."

The three men positioned themselves over Asha and Neha, stroking their cocks rapidly. One by one, they came, their cum shooting onto the women's swollen bellies, coating their skin.

They're cumming on our pregnant bellies, they are the ones who bred us, Asha thought, watching the cum splatter across her skin. Marking us. This is so dirty, so perfect.

When they finished, both women's bellies were covered in cum, glistening in the candlelight.

Priya moved between them and began licking the cum off their bellies, her tongue working slowly, sensually. Asha and Neha moaned, watching her clean them.

My cousin Priya is licking cum off my pregnant belly and her husband might be the one who got me pregnant, Neha thought, her arousal still high. This is the most erotic thing ever.

They continued like this for several more weeks, their sexual encounters becoming more frequent and more intense as the pregnancies progressed.

The ambiguity of paternity only added to the eroticism. Every time one of the men came inside Asha or Neha, there was a thrill in knowing that the baby might be his—or might not be.

And everyone involved loved it.