Chapter 33

A few weeks later, Lana had been fast asleep in one of the hotel suite's rooms when she felt something going up her leg.

She wasn't sure what time it was, but the feeling was enough to wake her.

"What the….?" she muttered sleepily.

"Just me, baby," Paul growled in her ear lowly before working his way down to the rest of her body.

Holy cow, she thought. Did he honestly want sex in the middle of the night? Not that Lana minded; her sex drive had been a little higher than normal lately, which was to be expected with her being pregnant.

Lana could then feel his tongue in her vagina and on her clitoris, and he had inserted one finger into her. Not long after she came, with her body rocking heavily, and biting down on her lip to muffle her cries.

By now, she was reaching for his dick. "Oh please. Please fuck me. Please," she begged him.

Paul thrust his dick into Lana moaned loudly as he was thrusting away. He was in deep blissful concentration the whole time.

Lana laid back as much as possible, intensely enjoying the sensations he was giving her. She closed her eyes, and could feel the warm insistence of orgasm creeping up on her.

She held back for a while, clenching her fists and scrunching her face, not wanting it to happen too soon. But then she squealed, mixed in with some sighs as she shuddered yet again.

Not long after, Paul withdrew and came over her lower belly. Lana rubbed his sperm into her skin, luxuriating in the glow of the moment.

He lay next to her for a few minutes, kissing and snuggling into her breasts, telling her how beautiful she was in her exulted state.

They had fallen asleep cuddled together not long after.

It was mid-morning when Kim had stirred; the last thing she had remembered was watching movies with the other three the night before.

She figured that she must have dropped off to sleep at some point, but at least she finally got some much-needed rest.

But as she slowly awakened, Kim felt something pressed against and around her and gentle snoring in her ear.

"Huh?" she muttered sleepily before slowly turning around and finding Brian beside her.

"GET THE HELL OFF OF ME!" she yelled, giving him a shove, sending Brian to the floor.

He had woken on impact. "Wha…what the fuck is your problem?"

"You sick perv! You were totally spooning me!"

The commotion was enough to wake Paul and Lana, who had come into the room.

"What's going on?" Lana asked.

"Ask him. Last I remembered, we were all watching movies and the next thing I knew, I woke to Freak Boy spooning me. Now I got to take a shower and disinfect myself." She then gave off a shudder and headed to the bathroom.

"Gee, Kimberly, glad to hear it was as good for you as it was for me," Brian quipped, picking himself off the floor as Paul began to howl.

"Come on, Paul, that isn't funny," Lana said. "It's almost like I went through the first time with you."

"Yeah, but you didn't all but shove me out of bed," he said, still laughing.

"It was an accident, I swear," Brian said, wide eyed. "I thought she was PL."

"You wish, dude," Paul shook his head, laughing again. "But I have to admit you two do make a cute couple."

"Not funny, PL," he snorted.

"Who'd thought Spanky and Kimbo would end up sleeping together?" Paul continued to goad.

"Paul, stop," Lana said. "It's enough that both of them are freaked out. Don't make it worse."

"Yeah, and she nearly gave me a fucking concussion in the process. And unlike PL, I don't bone the help. No offense, Red."

"None taken," Lana nodded as Kim came out of the bathroom.

"I think I'm finally fumigated," Kim announced. "God, Brian, you've done some stupid shit, but this has to be your sickest yet."

"It was an accident, I swear," he repeated. "It wasn't like we got drunk and boned."

"Thank God! I'd been ready to hurl for sure then."

"Um, sorry?" he asked as accepted the clothes Kim threw at him from a drawer and headed into the bathroom.

"Come on, Kim," Lana said, "it isn't that much of a disaster. Remember what you told me when I went through the same thing with Paul? It was bound to happen."

"Yeah, and we all know how that turned out later down the road," Kim replied, indicating Lana's swollen middle. "No thanks; we don't need any repeat performances."

"Oh for Pete's sake, it wasn't like you weren't wearing night clothes."

"Would have been more interesting if you hadn't been," Paul said with a cheesy grin. "And Spanky usually goes raw. Dude must have really been tired to have something on for a change."

He was rewarded with a smack on the head from Lana.

"Ow!" Paul yelled. "What? I was just stating a fact."

"Again, don't make things worse," Lana replied.

Brian came out of the bathroom, looking a little flustered. "Sorry, Kimberly," he finally said.

"Well, I guess since we both had our delousing and your shots are current, I'm not really mad at you anymore," Kim replied. "So you fell asleep spooning me. No biggie. It was an accident. All right?"

"All righty then."

"Okay, now that the happy couple has made up, I guess Lana and I can get a shower before we have to pack our shit and check out," Paul said.

"I've already had mine," Lana nodded. "And I've packed our things too."

"Jesus, woman, you're too efficient for words."

"Go get your shower," Lana ordered. "We have to be out by noon."