Outsourcing by barkirk,barkirk

All characters are over 18. This is a story about a couple wanting a baby but requiring outside help. Stop reading if this bothers you.

I know this story has been done to death and pass on it if you like. I just have the interactions in my head and need to put them down on…whatever this is.

Stephanie rocked her pelvis to meet the thrusts of her husband’s cock. He felt so good inside her and maybe it was her imagination but he felt bigger, more powerful than ever before. Part of it could have been he’d never been inside her without a condom, but she could feel something else. Perhaps it was because she allowed him to take charge and mount her from above. Whatever the reason, she felt a thrill shoot through her, something she hadn’t experienced since she met him. He seemed to drive more deeply into her hitting her cervix. How could that be? she wondered.

Tyler’s eyes were glued to his wife’s flopping tits as he slammed hard into her tight pussy…her bare pussy as she’d always been like that. He’d often wondered if she had blonde or dark pubes but he never asked and she’d kept regular waxing appointments. He always wanted to have sex without a rubber but she was always afraid of getting pregnant. This felt incredible and now questioned whether he’d ever be happy going back. His cock had never felt so hard, so sensitive as he felt more of her than he’d thought possible.

He pulled out so that just the tip was inside her, then plunged into the slick hole as deeply as he could reveling in the feeling of her pussy gripping his cock. He’d started with his usual tender lovemaking but picked up speed and power as she seemed to like it the more aggressively he thrust into her. He heard a new squeak in the bedframe, but perhaps it was always there and his increased arousal was the cause. He’d been happily surprised when they got naked and she laid on her back. She always wanted to be on top whether so he could easily play with her tits or as she’d said, she could never cum when on the bottom. He’d always thought it was so she could be in control but who was he to argue?

Tyler and Stephanie Martin had been married for four years and at 27 they decided it was the ideal time to give their parents the grandchild they’d been wanting. Well, at least his mother and her parents. Tyler’s dad was not really in the picture after cheating on his wife. Tyler’s brother was gay and was out of the running, and Stephanie’s sister had taken her vows so it was on them to keep their lines going. Just about everyone who knew them thought they were the most beautiful couple they’d met. Both were nordic blonds, tall, fit, and athletic.

At 5′ 11″, 112 lbs, Stephanie had been the star of her college volleyball team. The blonde was not just fit but had a body most men lusted after. Tear-drop-shaped breasts, narrow waist, wide baby-making hips, and long slender legs. Their home games were well attended in part because the guys loved watching her jump. She’d dated a lot and many men wanted to do more than just have a fling with her, but it was Tyler who’d succeeded in getting her into a long-term relationship. They’d played tennis, and when Tyler took off his shirt and she’d seen those abs she felt something that no other boy had triggered. Her ex-boyfriend was mostly out of shape, not overly bright but…well, he knew his way around her body, especially with his tongue. Sadly, that was all he brought to the table, the couch, the bed…any surface actually.

She and Tyler had so many similar features some thought they were fraternal twins. Both were blond-haired, blue-eyed, and tall. Tyler was 6′ 2″, 192 lbs., and fit. He was starting point guard and had he not blown out his knee his senior year was projected to have been a 1st round draft pick, but as he was top of his class his future was still bright. There were still scouts who’d wanted him to try out after rehabbing his knee but he decided to leverage his MBA.

Had she not met Tyler she might have tried out for the Olympic team but their senior year they’d become lab partners which then became bed partners after she broke up with her current boyfriend. It was strange but both experienced comments urging them to procreate as they started to date. “You will have the most incredible kids,” people said. Stephanie just blushed and Tyler shook his head upon hearing these comments.

Their wedding was a huge affair and every guy wanted a dance with the bride. Stephanie’s painted-on dress was not designed for excessive movements and she was constantly having to pull the bodice up over her large breasts. More than once various guests were awarded a preview of what Tyler was to enjoy that night. She also got to meet Tyler’s father who showed up uninvited but rather than make a scene was allowed to stay. He could have been Tyler’s older brother, blond, blue-eyed, fit, 6′ 3″ except without Tyler’s cleft chin. Tyler scowled at her when Richard Martin asked her to dance, but she took his hand anyhow. It was just a single dance but one she remembered. Every guy pressed their firm cocks against her, but Richard’s cock seemed the hardest and hit her right on her clit. But it was his hands she remembered most. Huge, able to stroke her as if her dress weren’t keeping him from her nakedness underneath. She was breathless when she thanked him before another man took her into his arms.

Tyler had been relieved when Stephanie and his father had separated. All he heard from his mom over the last eight years was what a slut his father was. How he wanted to screw every woman he met. Even though this was a very public reception he still felt a need to keep an eye on the man. It turned out he had been right as Susan, Stephanie’s maid of honor left with Richard. He remembered the distraught look on Mark’s face as his girlfriend told him she was leaving with the much older man.

Even though they were sexually active before the wedding, both were revved up by the time they arrived at their hotel room and got little sleep. Tyler had the images of his friends checking out Stephanie’s top while Stephanie replayed all the hard cocks pressed against her. Neither discussed their triggers but both enjoyed the passions that took them through the night. The one tiny drawback was Tyler’s wish that his wife would have been even the slightest bit subservient. She preferred being on top, did not like giving oral sex, hated her anus to be touched, and liked to control the pace. On the other hand, just being able to fuck this Norse goddess was a huge thrill. As he enjoyed his wife’s body he thought about how all his friends were most likely jerking off wishing they could be right where he was now.

Now here they were, hoping to start with having the first perfect kid. Tyler had been told by friends trying to get pregnant kills the mood but those guys weren’t coupling with the most beautiful woman in the world. Stephanie was grunting with each thrust which was new as she’d never been vocal. His balls had that pleasant ache but he was holding back waiting for her second orgasm. Normally that was no issue as the rubber dulled the intense pleasure of her tight pussy but he had to try to think of other things now that he was unsheathed.

Stephanie felt Tyler slow down, perhaps worried he’ll cum before she can again, “babe, don’t worry about me. I want your sperm inside me, cum inside my fertile womb,” she panted.

Tyler gave up his attempt to stave off the inevitable and felt the aching in his balls rapidly peak, “Oh, fuck! Sorry Steph,” he moaned as he exploded inside her. His face was clenched as he felt the most intense orgasm of his life. He happily felt huge spurts of cum release with each thrust and had the longest orgasm he remembered. After he felt the final few spasms spurt the last of his hopefully potent sperm he collapsed onto his wife, panting as if he’d completed one of his morning runs.

Stephanie stroked his back almost feeling her husband’s sperm finding her fallopian tubes in search of the egg. She stroked his back while thinking of the upcoming test. No trying and trying without success for them. She knew there would be two red bars. Her friends warned her that this would be no walk in the park, but when you hold your baby for the first time you forget all the pain and discomfort. She felt Tyler still pumping into her and realized he was still hard. “Yes, baby. Fuck me again. I want more of your cum inside me,” she sighed.

Soon the bed was again squeaking and Tyler could feel his first load squishing out and his ball sack slapping wetly against Stephanie’s ass. ‘Damn! I never knew a pussy could feel so good,’ he thought as he heard his wife gasp that she was cumming. Why hadn’t she ever let him screw her without a raincoat between cycles he wondered, this is a 100x better feeling, he thought.

The blonde felt her husband’s cock slam hard into her with an urgency and power she’d never thought he had in him. He’d always been a gentle lover, lasting as long as it took for her to cum but now there was something animalistic about him…something she didn’t recognize…something she liked…a lot. “Oh, fuck!” she spat as the agonizing ache peaked and exploded through her, “fuck, fuck, fuck, ooooohhhhh, fuck!”

Hearing Stephanie say fuck with such passion was all it took for Tyler to dump his second load of sperm inside his wife’s vagina.

* * *

Stephanie looked at the stick and groaned. She’d been told that she most likely would be trying for a few months before they got pregnant, but they were the perfect couple and the normal rules never applied before. She then smiled thinking how intense their love-making had become once they no longer needed the condoms. He felt larger and more powerful now that he no longer had to use the ‘raincoat’ as he called it.

Perhaps trying longer will be more fun, she thought. Tyler hated the ‘no sex for the week’ leading up to her fertile period but was eager to make up for lost time once she was ripe. At least he attended to her needs getting her off orally every night during the week leading up to her prime time. He was good with his tongue which she’d limited in the past as she had no desire to reciprocate. Tyler seemed happy enough without it and her ex’s demands for constant blowjobs made her hate giving them. Then again, he rewarded her after she’d got him hard with a hard fucking that turned her world upside down.

* * *

“Fuck me, fuck my fertile pussy, baby. Use my pussy any way you want,” Stephanie moaned. ‘Damn! Tyler seems even bigger than last month,’ she thought, ‘and his balls seem bigger…heavier.’ The thought of how much cum was stored up ready to flood her womb.

Tyler looked down at his beautiful wife. Not having to wear the raincoat was one thing, but being on top and thrusting hard between her legs was also a treat. He never complained about making love to his wife with her being on top. She was happiest like that but did allow him a few minutes on top when they first started. She usually liked being in control but she was told that her being prone enhanced the possibility of impregnation.

Stephanie swallowed her pride seeing the lust on her husband’s face knowing he liked being in control. She heard herself urging him to fuck her…to use her pussy as he wished. She knew it was the male imperative to dominate the female and if this leads to a cute little blonde-haired girl in nine months, she’ll lie back like a good wife. After she gets pregnant perhaps she’ll let him do her from behind…though maybe not. Too degrading. She stroked his chest and played with his nipples knowing he liked that.

Tyler wanted to hold off…wanted Stephanie to cum first but as she pinched his sensitive nipples he groaned that he was cumming. As he said that, his wife grabbed his ass and raised her hips to meet his final thrust.

Stephanie could feel the potent jets of sperm splash against her cervix as she pulled him into her as deeply as she could. “That’s it, baby, cum inside me…yessss.” ‘Find my ovaries you little sperm. Penetrate and impregnate,’ she urged.

* * *

“Remember, we can’t do anything for the next week. I feel positive that this will be the month. Think about it, if I get pregnant this time we’ll have a November baby.”

Tyler smiled, “your Mom and Dad will both be thrilled,” he said. Her Mom’s birthday was November 15th. Her Dad’s November 18th.

Stephanie and Tyler got undressed and crawled under the sheets. There wasn’t the arousal or anticipation they’d had the previous months. Tyler went down on her just once three days ago and it took more to get him hard, even without any sex for seven days.

Stephanie decided she’d better do something so she kissed her way down to his semi-flaccid penis. It wasn’t that she disliked the taste of cock, it had more to do with the submissiveness of the act that bothered her. Regardless, she needed Tyler hard and inside her if they were to get pregnant.

“Oh, wow! That feels so good,” Tyler moaned as his wife wrapped her lips around his cock for the first time in over a year. He felt the familiar rush as blood rapidly pulsed into his cock. She was sucking more of him into her mouth, her tongue actively stimulating the head as she did that. Where did she acquire these skills? He wished she’d remove her hand for more cock in her mouth, but she was so active with the tongue and lips he knew he shouldn’t complain. Instinctively he put a hand on the back of her head, but she shook her head. No matter, just keep going he thought as he lay back.

As Stephanie swallowed an increasing amount of pre-cum she pulled off, lay back, and pulled her husband on top. “Ok, this is it, baby. Fuck my pussy…cum inside me. Don’t worry about me, just empty your balls into my tight pussy,” she panted.

Tyler was replaying the skilled cock-sucking wondering who taught her that and when. He remembered her ex and as an image of her perfect lips stretched obscenely around his cock he felt the urgent boiling in his balls rise rapidly. He gritted his teeth not wanting to cum yet, but a vision of Stephanie and her ex was playing in his head. She was naked, kneeling with the man’s fat veined shaft plunging into her mouth. He was gripping her long blonde hair as he thrust his hips against her face. He’d met her ex once and while not exactly ugly was not close to being in Stephanie’s league. The thought of his beautiful wife submissively being used by this flabby guy was too much.

Stephanie was shocked as Tyler’s face clenched before crying out that he was cumming. He’d never been that quick before. It had to be the damn blowjob, she thought. She never should have done that. Now he’ll want it all the time. “That’s it, baby, cum inside me,” she sighed as she pulled him in tight as if getting his sperm closer to her ovaries will help.

Stephanie lay back, kneed tucked against her chest, and smiled at her husband, “I guess you liked having your cock sucked,” she sighed.

Tyler stroked his wife’s lips thinking about how real the image had been, how that was the best blowjob he’d had. “Yes. Damn! You never told me how you got so good at it.”

Stephanie nodded, “I did it a few times with an old boyfriend. He liked it, I guess.”

Tyler nodded, “I’m sure he did, I sure did.”

* * *

Six months later, Stephanie pulled Tyler to his feet. He’d been reading the Sunday sports section, drinking his second cup of coffee. “Come on, babe. It’s time.” She’d put on the crotchless teddy she’d picked up and spun around hoping to see the eagerness on his face that was rarely there now.

Tyler caught himself groaning and put down his paper. He looked at his wife and smiled. She was sexy, easily the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen and this new lingerie showcased everything hot about her. Over the last few months, she’d changed. The periodic blowjobs, allowing him to be on top, no raincoat, now sexy lingerie. Of course, he’d changed too, but having Stephanie open up in the bedroom boded well for the future. Maybe doggy-style or anal? He could dream. He felt a small throbbing in his pants as he stood and followed her back to the bedroom.

Then again, it was good that Stephanie was opening up. Sex had become a chore. He had felt a bit of dread hearing it was time. No more having sex because an urge took over but a task needing to be performed. Lately, he’d found that he needed erotic stories or porn to get hard which he’d never thought possible. Stephanie was the same person, the same incredibly beautiful, sexy woman but it took more to get him aroused. The other thing that disturbed him was what stories and which type of porn got him aroused. All were about wives being shared, cheating, swapped, or otherwise fucking outside of marriage. It had started with the visions of her ex and her sucking and fucking so he’d searched for videos of couples that looked similar. There was no way he’d ever want Stephanie to do those things but as it was in the past it was ok. If she were to cheat…just the thought of his beautiful wife naked in the arms of another man caused his stomach to ache and his cock to get rock-hard.

Stephanie didn’t care what excited Tyler and had found stories and videos on her own to set the mood. Strange that he seemed to get aroused by wives getting used by strangers…or wives using strangers. Was it more the thoughts of her getting fucked by other men that got him hardest? These videos and stories didn’t do anything for her, but the way they aroused him was arousing in itself. She’d started toying with the idea of allowing guys to try to pick her up at a bar while Tyler watched, or to let their neighbor Jerry get a bit more touchy-feely at next month’s barbeque. See if Tyler reacts. Whatever gets him excited and wanting to get between her legs.

* * *

“OK. I know you have this down, but no sex…no masturbating for a week. We need a valid sample for the doctor this Friday,” Stephanie sighed. She wished Tyler would go down on her this coming week but he’d stopped doing that and she’d have to take care of things herself while he’s at work.

Tyler moaned. He had been dreading jerking off into a cup but they’d been trying for nine months and they needed answers. He’d been reading a lot more wife stories, but now he’d found stories about gang bangs and the women getting knocked up without knowing the father. More of the stories now had ugly guys with stunning blondes. Those seemed to trigger incredible orgasms whenever he was up late and Stephanie had gone to bed. He’d started reading those stories after their neighbor kept grabbing Stephanie’s ass at the party and she’d laughed it off. It was inappropriate even though she had worn the tiny thong bikini. He wondered if she’d ever considered doing something with the man while he was at work, but always knew she’d never. Didn’t stop him from getting hard though.

* * *

“Look, I’ll get to the point. Stephanie, you’ve got nothing to worry about,” the doctor smiled at the blonde. ‘Christ, I’ll knock you up,’ he thought. He remembered asking her to get on the chair, feet in the stirrups. He had been embarrassed that he’d blurted out that she had the prettiest pussy he’d ever seen, but rather than protest, she’d smiled and thanked him. He’d never made such an unprofessional comment in his life. She did have an incredibly beautiful pussy. Tight labia, smooth without a hint of stubble, engorged clit just begging for his tongue. He was thorough, checking her hormone levels, doing a pap smear, checking her breasts, nipples…everything. He knew immediately she would have no issues getting pregnant. She sure was quick to arousal. Nipples hardened, chest flushed, labia swelled and parted invitingly. He remembered patting her pussy as he stood and saying, “A perfect breeding machine,” as if that were a huge compliment.

Stephanie felt relief hearing this, but she looked worriedly at her husband, “So…um, good news but…”

“You are correct, but,” Dr. Samuals sighed. “Tyler, I’m afraid your sperm count is low, incredibly low. The odds of you getting your wife pregnant is…but miracles happen. They happen every day,” he looked grimly at the man trying to look positive and failing.

“Really? Maybe I can get another sample…I mean, isn’t it possible it was just a bad day?” he asked.

“You abstained for a week? The full seven days?” Seeing Tyler nod he continued, “no nocturnal emissions? Wet dreams? No releases for the entire week?” he asked.

Tyler shook his head, “Crap! What can we do?” he asked, “Are there hormones, procedures…anything?”

The Dr. shook his head. “There’s in-vitro. If you can find a donor, you know…”

“Shit!” Tyler spat, “So another man can get us a baby.” He looked at his wife, “get you a baby.” He felt like crying at the thought that their baby wouldn’t be theirs but Stephanie’s and another man’s.

“It’s ok, baby. We’ll go home and talk about it, ok?” Stephanie said. “Thank you, doctor. We have some things to discuss. Oh, by the way, what would in-vitro cost, anyhow?” she asked as she stood up.

“20 grand or so. Not cheap,” Dr. Samuals sighed as he put out his hand to each. “I’m sorry for the bad news but in time, after you get your child, all this will just be an unpleasant memory.”

* * *

Tyler stood up, “I hate this. Sure, we can find some blond-haired, blue-eyed guy but I’d always know none of his genes are mine,” he spat.

“What if…” Stephanie stopped before finishing.

“Don’t say it,” Tyler spat. “I want nothing to do with dad. After he cheated on mom with that barmaid…” he sat back down looking angry. “I know you’re going to say that Dad’s DNA would match half mine, but he’s out of my life.”

“You could get your brother to donate,” Stephanie suggested.

Tyler shook his head, “I had a conversation with him, not about…you know, my issue but when he turned 18 he quietly got himself snipped. He never wanted to have kids I guess, but since he is gay it makes no sense to me. Oh well,” he sighed. “I’m not sure he’d be willing to get it reversed, shit! We’d have to pay for it along with the 20 grand for…”

His wife came over and hugged him, “You’re the most potent man I know. Don’t let this one small issue get to you,” she smiled. “I love you without reservation and we’ll get through this, ok?” she said as she stroked his face.

“It’s still a blow to my male ego,” he sighed.

Stephanie stepped back, “Male ego, shmale ego! You get to tap this whenever you want, you and you only can fuck this hot babe,” she grinned as she swept her hands down her incredibly sexy body.

Tyler had a thought and smiled, “I guess there’d be no reason to wear the raincoats anymore.”

“Good point. I think we should celebrate your new freedom,” she said as she slid to her knees.

Tyler grinned as his beautiful wife unzipped his pants. She’d never done this before but he’d had many a solo session watching videos of wives kneeling in front of men sucking their cocks. Then he had the memory of his wife in front of her ex. “Ok, this works,” he sighed as Stephanie expertly wrapped her lips around his hardening cock, taking him deeper with each bob of her head. He felt him press against her hand with each thrust. He tentatively put a hand on her head, guiding her but took his hand away as she shook her head. But she didn’t stop him from humping into her mouth letting him almost fuck her face. The image of her ex doing just this popped into his head. “Oh, God. Steph…I’m going to cum…oh shit!”

Stephanie hated it when men came in her mouth but Tyler’s ego needed this. She had a hand on his flexing ass and swallowed each jet of cum as he cried out. Her lips were getting bruised from her knuckles as he pressed into her with each spasm. She was able to catch her breath after Tyler’s last bit of cum splattered against the back of her throat. She gasped for air as she pulled the softening shaft out of her mouth. She knelt on the floor, wiped her lips with the back of her arm, and grinned up at him. “I owed you that since you were great at doing me when we first started trying. Don’t expect this again…it was a one-time thing.”

Tyler stepped back, knees feeling wobbly, and sat on the chair. He sighed happily, “wow! That was incredible. I’m going to take you upstairs and return the favor,” he smiled.

Stephanie stood and went over to the kitchen sink and rinsed out her mouth. She came back and put her hand on his shoulder, “Better yet,” she said as she peeled off her clothes, “you don’t need to take me anywhere.” She climbed onto the kitchen table with her legs opened wide. She grinned at him as she put her feet on either side of her hips.

Tyler never hesitated. This was new. Stephanie had never let him even touch her outside the living room or bedroom. He knelt and kissed the inside of her right thigh. Just as he approached her swollen lips he moved to the other leg, kissing the inside of her left thigh.

Stephanie lay back enjoying the teasing. She felt her labia open up as she got more aroused but her husband kept kissing and licking around her throbbing pussy. As he got close again, his tongue probing above her anus, she grabbed his head and pushed his mouth onto her sopping pussy. “Oh, god!” she panted as Tyler’s tongue penetrated her. Of all her boyfriends, no one was as good as Tyler at eating pussy. She lay back lifting her ass as Tyler’s fat tongue wiggled into her pussy. She felt vulnerable lying naked on the kitchen table as the neighbors could easily see if they dropped by, which they often did. Especially Mr. Barnes who seemingly needed to borrow something or had questions.

Tyler knew what Stephanie wanted and could have gotten her off quickly by focusing on her clit but wanted to reward her for letting him cum in her mouth for the first time. He probed between her swollen lips, periodically flicking her clit with the tip of his tongue. He kept that up for a good 20 minutes, swallowing more of her juices than he’d ever had to. He felt himself getting hard again, partly how erotic this was but also with images in his head from the damn videos he now found himself watching. He imagined one of those strangers’ cocks inside this perfect pussy and Stephanie writhing in pleasure. He needed to stop watching porn and go back to just getting aroused by his wife’s incredible body.

Stephanie was moaning in pleasure and frustration feeling herself get close time after time. Tyler had never taken this long and she would have agreed to anything just for him to finish. Without thinking she had lifted her ass so high and toward him, she was virtually doing the splits. “Fuck, baby, I need you to stop teasing….ohhh,” she moaned. She grabbed her nipples and pulled on them sending jolts down to her crotch.

Tyler was expanding his teasing wanting her orgasm to be as powerful as possible. He heard her breathing change as he bathed her perineum and just touched the edge of her puckered hole. He went back to her clit quickly and then down to lick more of her anus. Surprisingly she didn’t push him away but rocked her hips back encouraging him. As he probed her tight bud he began popping her clit under the pad of his thumb and her whole body began jerking.

Stephanie was feeling things she’s never felt as she arched her back, spread her legs as wide as she could, and cried out, “Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck fuuucckkkk, fuck!”

As Stephanie humped wildly against his face he felt his tongue pop inside her anus and rather than being disgusted he felt harder than ever, plus this set off another chain of expletives from his wife.

Finally, after perhaps a minute she collapsed and lay panting on the table. She idly watched Tyler go over to the sink and rinse his mouth out, not disturbed that he’d tongued her ass. At least she’d freshly showered but from never letting him touch her there to getting eaten should have mortified her, but with the incredible vibrations still running through her body she didn’t care.

Tyler’s cock was pointing at the ceiling as he came back and picked up his panting wife. He took her down the hall and tossed her onto the bed. She made no move when he crawled between her legs and slammed his cock inside her. She lay there feeling the same thing she’d felt months ago, he felt bigger and more powerful

“Oh, God! Yesss,” the blonde sighed as her husband thrust hard into her pussy. She felt another orgasm coming on and as the squeaking of the bedframe increased she came again. “Yes, yes, yes, yessss, yesssss,” she cried as she stroked his chest.

Tyler again saw her ex fucking her in his head. She was begging for his cock, for his cum. Saying ‘Harder, harder,’ to the man. He was trying to drive those images out of his head and savor Stephanie’s thigh pussy, but the harder he thrust and the more she reacted like the sluts in the videos the clearer the images were. He could see those muscular asses flexing between his wife’s legs and hear her grunts encouraging them.

Stephanie was coming down from the first multiple orgasms she’d ever had and was feeling another coming on. She saw a look of determination on her husband’s face, perhaps trying to be as potent as possible when he came inside her. She felt his ass and he felt stronger as his glutes tightened more than she’d felt with each plunge into her. “Harder, harder, harder…fuck my pussy.”

Tyler had just heard her begging a stranger to fuck her harder when she echoed it. “Oh, shit!” he spat and he did one last thrust and exploded inside her. He was aware of Stephanie cumming at the same time as he released jets of sperm inside her. In the back of his mind he thought about the positive side of shooting blanks, he’d never have to use a raincoat again.

* * *

“What did Dr. Samuals say the success rate is for in vitro?” Tyler asked.

“About 50%.” Stephanie looked at her husband. At 20 G a pop, they’d wipe out the nest egg they’d been stashing away after a few procedures.

“Shit. So 20 grand every time with no guarantee,” Tyler sighed.

“I know. Maybe a baby is not in our future or we quit trying and as the doctor said, ‘miracles do happen.'”

Tyler shook his head, “I can’t accept that.”

Stephanie looked at her husband, “um, your dad?”

“I told you, it doesn’t matter. I’d agree to have him donate his sperm but it’s still 20 grand each time. We are not that rich to not have it be a sure thing,” he sighed.

Stephanie shook her head, “I didn’t mean in vitro,” she said softly. “What if…”

Tyler almost sprained his neck he shook his head so violently, “you want to fuck dad! Let dad fuck you?” he spat. “I’d go broke first. Homelessness would be better.”

Stephanie dropped the subject, but in the back of her mind, she remembered dancing with Richard. His hands never strayed but she shivered remembering how they seemed always to be stroking bare skin. Then his crotch never moved away from her pussy…her clit and his eyes spent considerable time looking down her dress. More than once she’d cum just imagining being used by the man.

* * *

“Shit!” Tyler cried when Stephanie showed him the single line on the test stick. They bit the bullet and pulled over $20,000 out of their savings hoping it would just take one procedure and he wanted to cry seeing the negative result.

“I’m sorry,” his wife cried softly, “I feel like I let you down.”

Tyler pulled Stephanie close shaking his head, “No, no. I’m the one who’s letting us down. It would be free if I didn’t have…shit!” he spat. He stroked his wife’s back and came to a decision. “I’ll call dad. I mean, I’ll invite him over just to reconcile. If he’s human garbage like I’ve been thinking no way would I allow him to…you know.” He didn’t want to verbalize what he’d agree to if he turned out to be ok.

Stephanie grinned and kissed her husband, “I’ll cook a great meal and we’ll just be gracious hosts. No pressure.”

The next week the mood in the house was much more upbeat. Tyler had often wondered if his dad was as bad as his mom said over and over. He hoped perhaps the man was a good guy the made a mistake or two. Stephanie was looking forward to meeting the man again as he did have charm along with a certain manly attraction. She couldn’t put a finger on it but she remembered feeling a throbbing between her legs while dancing with him.

* * *

“Dad,” Tyler smiled as he held open the door. “Exactly on time.”

Richard Martin looked approvingly at the house. Not bad for a recently married couple, he thought. The place was neat and clean with just the right amount of furniture. Then he looked past his son hoping to see the beautiful angel he remembered dancing with at their wedding. He smiled and nodded, “I thought I’d be late over on Watson. A traffic light is out, but no issues after that.” He thought about hugging his son, but instead tentatively put out a hand.

Tyler never hesitated and shook his father’s hand, then turned as Stephanie came out of the kitchen. “You remember Stephanie. She’s been so excited to meet you,” he smiled, “I mean officially.”

Stephanie came over and ignored the proffered hand and hugged the man. “Mr. Martin. It’s good to see you again,” she smiled. She was again aware that the man was not shy about pressing his crotch against hers. Stephanie was shocked at how the two men could have been twins, if not for the age difference. Both had the same almost white blond hair, deep sparkling blue eyes, and strong facial features except for Tyler’s cleft chin. Both were very fit, though Richard was a couple of inches taller and 20 lbs. bigger.

“Richard or dad…not Mr. Martin,” he smiled as he held the girl away admiring her perfect form. ‘I wish I could have met her before she got married,’ he thought, ‘though not sure that would have mattered.’

“Richard it is, come on in. What can we get you to drink?” she asked as she slowly released herself. She normally hated it when men ogled her…undressed her with their eyes but Richard’s approving look gave her a rush.

Dinner was at first quiet then the questions came. What have you been doing? Where are you living? Any girlfriends? and more. Tyler was becoming more relaxed as was Stephanie. By the time the evening ended, they’d made plans to have Richard over the following Saturday.

That night, the young couple had great sex initiated by Stephanie who’d felt a pronounced bulge grind against her when they said goodbye to Richard. She hated to admit it but her impression of her father-in-law as a lothario hadn’t changed but her response to it had morphed from sharing her husband’s disapproval to desire. The man had an aura about him that made him hard to resist.

Tyler was gripping Stephanie’s perfect ass as she rode his cock. She had the most intense look on her face as she ground against him. He again admired her body and how lucky he was to have her to himself…though he’d resigned himself to letting his dad help with their problem. As he thought about what type of help he felt his balls begin the familiar ache.

Richard lay on his bed, eyes closed imagining the blonde goddess naked orally worshipping his cock. God, to have the chance to see her naked or at least in a bikini, he thought. Maybe he could invite the young couple over to swim in his pool. She might like the total privacy and be willing to skinny-dip.

22 miles apart, a father-in-law, daughter-in-law, and son all simultaneously orgasmed.

* * *

“Dad, come on in,” Tyler smiled. This time he gave his father a tight hug. “Steph, dad’s here,” he called out.

Richard looked over at the hallway which led to the bedrooms and smiled as the blonde goddess came out wearing a flimsy summer dress without a bra. He savored the feeling as she melted into his arms and pressed back as he ground his cock against her pussy. “So good to see you both again. I enjoyed last week and getting to know you and my son again,” he said still hugging the girl.

“Dad, can I get you a scotch?” Tyler asked. When his father nodded he hesitated as they were both still hugging but turned to go to the dry bar.

Richard waited until Tyler turned to grab the girl’s ass. He whispered in her ear, “He’s a lucky man. You are one sexy little thing.” He released her and smiled, “Thanks for having me over.” His eyes were on her hardened nipples as he said that.

Stephanie felt her heart racing as she stepped back. She knew she would be flushed so as Tyler was pouring drinks, she excused herself to “check on the roast.”

The conversation was more relaxed, less an interrogation, and with a few more jokes. Stephanie was unusually quiet, saying little except for, “Can I get you more?” or “We have dessert.”

When they retired to the living room, Tyler looked at his wife who softly nodded.

“Dad, just thought you should be the first to know. Steph and I have been trying to have a kid,” he said not sure how to detail their failures so far.

Richard laughed, “Try? That makes it sound like a chore. Sadly I’ve never had to try in my life.” He looked over at Stephanie, “Sorry, I’m sure Tyler misspoke. Making a baby with you would never involve trying.” He looked back at the boy, “I’m sure you both will succeed. I mean your mother got pregnant the first time we got off birth control with both you and Sebastian. Then there’s the small problem with the three girls I knocked up outside…but I’m sure your mother told you about those.”

Stephanie saw the look on Tyler’s face, “Um. It’s a problem. Tyler’s sperm count is low and we might need help,” she blushed.

“Oh crap!” Richard said as he sat up, “You must have gotten that from your mother’s side. My father got my mom knocked up 10 times and who knows how many brothers and sisters you would have had had I been able to keep my dick in my pants and your mother hadn’t kicked me out.” He looked at the two, “What do you need? A donation? I can do that.”

Tyler rubbed his face, “Um. We tried that. Cost us 20 thou. Steph and I discussed it and wondered if you’d be willing to, um perform the donation live.”

Richard sat up straighter, “You’re kidding, right? You’d be ok with me fucking your wife?” he asked.

“If you put it that way. no,” Tyler said firmly. “Just, you know…shit! Yes, fuck Stephanie and cum inside her,” he groaned. “I’m sorry, honey. I don’t know how else to put it.”

Richard bit his tongue, the response, ‘I know just how to put it,’ straining to get out.

Stephanie was sitting back blushing. She looked at the two men, one looking deflated, the other eagerly sitting up. “Please?” she asked, “We can’t afford 20 grand for each attempt, especially since there’s a 50% failure rate. You’d be doing us a huge favor.”

Tyler nodded, “Dad, I know it’s a lot to ask but at least my DNA will be part of the kid.”

Richard smiled, “Good point. Ok, I’ll do it, but,” he paused as the two smiled, “after three paternity suits and tons of child support, I want a sighed agreement absolving me of any fiduciary responsibility for the child.”

“Ok, sure. That goes without saying,” Tyler said. “I’d like you to sign something similar. You will never divulge that you are the parent or that I am not.”

Richard nodded, “Another thing, and this is non-negotiable. I won’t be simply coming over and clinically sliding my cock inside Stephanie’s pussy. I’m going to want…check that, I’ll need to get aroused, and do all the normal foreplay so that my sperm builds and is as potent as possible.” He looked firmly at both, “that means when she is at her peak I’ll need to spend the nights with her. I can get it up a half-dozen times or more in a night. Plus, you want this done the first time? What is your prime fertility window, a week, isn’t it? I’d like to spend the week doing it right.”

Tyler groaned. “Shit! I never thought about that.” He had an image of dad coming over, spending 15 minutes, 30 tops then leaving. He looked at his wife who was nodding at him as if urging him to say yes. He thought that was unusual as he’d assumed she’d want the act over with as quickly as possible. “Ok. You guys can spend the night…fuck! A week. We have a queen in the quest bedroom. That’s comfortable for two.”

“Screw that. I need a king. What’s in the master?” Richard asked. “Come on, Stephanie, show me your bedroom. I’d like to see where the magic gets made.”

Tyler was in shock as Stephanie jumped up and put out her hand. He followed them down the hall and stood in the doorway as Stephanie pointed out the bed, closets, dressers, and en suite.

“We can clear out some of Tyler’s things,” she said. She was looking at how Richard was assessing the firmness and felt a massive throbbing in her groin. “You don’t mind taking some of your things out of the drawers and out of the closet, do you, babe? There’s room in the guest bedroom,” she asked sweetly.

Tyler shook his head. “No,” he said, his voice cracking, “I can…um when are you next ovulating?” he asked.

“Two and a half weeks,” she smiled. “She patted Richard on the shoulder, “We should have asked you last week. I was at my peak.”

Richard smiled, “I would have been more than willing, but I can wait a couple of weeks. I assume I’ll need to abstain a week before?”

Stephanie nodded, “I know it’s tough on you guys,” she said before looking at her husband, “but you must be relieved,” she smiled.

Tyler hadn’t thought of that, but being able to make love to his wife the week before she’d be fucking another man was the ‘good news, bad news, kind of thing.

They were about to leave the bedroom when Richard stopped Stephanie as if having a sudden thought, “Um I have a request…just…Tyler, we’ll meet you in the living room. We’ll just be a minute.”

Tyler hesitated then turned and headed out.

Stephanie looked curiously at her father-in-law. “Ok, what do you need now?” she asked.

“Strip…get naked. I’d like to know what I’ll be enjoying. I know. It’s weird but from what I’ve seen, you have to be the sexiest woman I’ve ever met and well, the more I anticipate getting to fuck you, the more sperm I’ll build up.”

“Bullshit,” Stephanie sighed, “but what the hell. You’ll be seeing a lot of me naked in a couple of weeks.”

Richard sat on the bed and stroked the front of his pants as the beautiful girl stood in front of him then pulled the dress off and tossed it aside. “Holy fuck!” he spat, “those are perfect,” he said looking at the jutting breasts capped by huge pale nipples. Then he watched as the young blonde pulled down her thong. He let out a low whistle seeing the shaved pussy. “Let me see, open your legs…wow!”

Stephanie put a foot on the bed and closed her eyes as the older man ran a finger along her tight slit. She felt like she could cum with just a bit more stimulation as a fat finger pushed into her.

“Very nice, but a request? I like to know I’m fucking a woman. Never liked a shaved pussy so can you let things grow out? Perhaps trimmed but not bald like this,” he said as he pulled his finger out.

Stephanie nodded and sucked the wet finger clean when he held it up. “Tyler won’t like it. He likes a clean pussy, but I can always get waxed after you get me pregnant,” she smiled. She looked down at the tent, “Um…it’s only fair. Can I see what I’ll be working with?”

Richerd didn’t hesitate. He stood and pulled down his pants and boxers, then stood proudly in front of the girl. His cock was hard and bouncing with each heartbeat and the look on the blonde’s face was one he’d seen many times and never got tired of. “Go on, I touched you. I know you want to.”

Tyler got tired of waiting and came back to the bedroom. His naked wife was kneeling stroking his dad’s cock. “What the fuck!” he spat. “I was going for five minutes and you’re both naked?”

Stephanie turned, “Sorry. We were just checking…you know what we’ll be…”

Richard smiled, “this is a huge commitment. I’ll be taking a week off from work and I wanted to see what was in store. Holy shit! She has to be the hottest babe I’ve ever seen and that includes all the porn I’ve watched. Plus I want maximum sperm count and trust me when I tell you, my balls will be so full by the time I come back, she’ll be flooded.”

Tyler shook his head. Stephanie was still stroking the man’s cock. It was impressive. Long and fat, it looked like that one actor he’d seen who always seemed to get the most gorgeous sluts in the videos. He sighed and turned to go, “Fuck. Just finish what you started and come back when you’re done.” He wasn’t ten feet down the hall when he heard wet slurping.

It was 20 minutes before Richard came back into the living room doing up his pants and tucking in his shirt.

“Wow! She’s incredible. Did you teach her those incredible cocksucking skills?” Richard asked.

Tyler sadly shook his head, unhappy he’d allowed this to happen, “she acquired them somewhere. Never asked.”

Richard went over and splashed a bit more scotch into his glass. “I never should have cheated on your mom, I know that. But if your mom looked like that…had skills like hers…shit! Never would have even glanced at another woman. I know you don’t have to tell me. Your mother is a babe, but shit! Stephanie is in a class by herself.” He mimed cupping huge tits as he said that. He plopped down on the couch where Stephanie had sat earlier.

Just as Richard sat down Stephanie came out in the thin long tee shirt she normally wore to bed. The fabric was so worn they could easily make out her pale pink nipples and that she wasn’t wearing panties. She looked at the new seating arrangements and sighed. “Could you scoot over, Daddy? I like the side next to the table.”

Tyler’s head spun more as his near-naked wife squeezed in next to his father. Has she decided to call him daddy now after sucking his cock? He thought about saying something to get his father to leave as the two snuggled next to each other.

Stephanie looked over at Tyler. “Relax. This is temporary. Daddy knocks me up and we’ll go back to our monogamous relationship, but” she lifted a leg over Richard’s, “I’d like to get to be more comfortable with the man who will be giving us what we most want.”

Tyler shook his head and stood up. “I wish I were more comfortable with this, but I suppose I’m not part of it now, am I?” he said bitterly as he left the room.

He was in the bedroom looking at the rumpled bed covers when his wife came up behind him and put her arms around him.

“I’m sorry. I was teasing. I thought you liked the videos and stories of wives fucking other men. I just wanted you nice and eager to pound my cheating pussy,” she purred.

“Where’s dad?” he asked. “You call him daddy now?”

“He left. I told him I needed to open my legs for my husband’s cock. He understood,” she said as she pulled Tyler’s cock out and stroked it. “I don’t have to call him daddy. I just thought it added to the teasing so you’d get nice and hard and fuck your wife’s sopping pussy.”

Tyler turned and then pushed Stephanie face down onto the bed who squealed happily as her tee shirt flew up. As she started to turn onto her back, he slapped her ass and pushed her face down.

Stephanie had never allowed a man to take her from behind but the rush of sucking another man’s cock and being naked in front of him had her juices flowing. She didn’t resist as Tyler spread her legs wide and lay on top of her, his cock pressed against her sopping pussy. “Oooooh, fuck!” she spat as her husband’s cock slammed into her. This wasn’t bad, she thought as she felt the head hitting something inside her.

Tyler was slamming into her pussy and against her soft ass enjoying the new sensations. He reached around to grip her huge tits as he picked up the pace of his fucking.

Stephanie was grunting from deep inside her. She barely recognized her voice as her husband aggressively assaulted her sensitive pussy. Something was building inside her…something like her normal orgasm, but deeper. She felt the room spin as the feeling rapidly rose, peaked then exploded throughout her entire body.

Tyler felt Stephanie’s pussy clench on his cock as she came and her voice as she grunted sounded like something out of the Exorcist. He couldn’t hold back and he also exploded, filling her pussy with his hot cum.

The two panted hard as they felt the waves of pleasure recede. Tyler’s orgasm faded first as Stephanie’s seemed to go on and on. He finally collapsed, his chest pressed against her sweaty back next to her. He felt her torquing her pelvis as if milking the last drops of cum from his softening cock.

As the spinning stopped and the tingling in her body faded, Stephanie sighed. “I love you so much. I feel bad I sucked your dad’s cock, but I felt I owed him. He is sacrificing a week’s vaca to do this for us,” she panted. “Fuck! What did you do to me? I never felt anything like that. That was fucking incredible. We have to do that again…soon,” she said.

Tyler smiled, “I’d like that. The feel of your great ass against my stomach was incredible. You do know you have the greatest ass in the world.”

“Keep saying stuff like that and you get to find out how great it is…get the inside scoop as it were,” she purred as she extracted herself to go clean up.

* * *

The week leading up to Stephianie’s fertile time, Tyler wanted as much of Stephanie’s pussy as he could get. She was willing both out of a feeling of guilt and anticipation for Richard’s cock inside her. The one exception was the morning his dad was coming over. She wasn’t worried dad would go down on her, it just didn’t seem polite to have another man’s cum seeping out of her when they got naked. She had images of him fingering her with Tyler’s cream on his fingers.

Tyler had mentioned that sperm can last six days inside a woman’s vagina but she shook her head, “Not concentrated like it is right after you cum inside. If you want to wear a condom then I’ll be ok with it,” she said as she studied his reaction to that. “No? Then you’ll just have to wait your turn,” she sighed as she patted his cheek tenderly.

The time that Stephanie had been waiting for arrived. She answered the door, opening it for the man she’d had in her head for the last two weeks. When Tyler left for work she was wearing a tee shirt and jeans not wanting to send her husband off with a reminder of what was to come. Then as soon as his car disappeared around the corner, she changed into the little item she’d picked up at the store. “Dad, come on in. Make yourself at home,” she smiled. She’d been debating what to say when her father-in-law came over and she settled on that.

Richard put down his suitcase and hugged the girl right in the doorway, his hands freely exploring every part of her. He drove his tongue deep into her mouth, groaning as she reciprocated. She was wearing a see-through nightie with nothing under it, but that was soon tossed aside.

Stephanie bloke the kiss so she could close the door as she heard the chattering of kids coming down the street. “Want to do it here?” she asked looking at the floor, “or the bedroom?”

“Here,” Richard said as he pulled off his clothes. He picked the girl up easily and pressed her back against the front door. He found she was already wet and had complied with his request as he felt the soft downy stubble. She squealed happily as he lowered her pussy onto his cock and proceeded to fuck her against the door.

She tried to resist being fully penetrated as she wasn’t used to a cock as fat and as long as this one, but as the plump head soon slammed into her cervix over and over, she felt his urgency and let him have his way with her. She’d imagined what their first encounter would be like but getting fucked against the front door within two minutes of him coming over never entered her mind.

Richard was reveling in the passionate writhing against his body and on his cock. Her butt was flexing against his assault on her pussy and she was grunting softly in his ear. He’d suspected at their wedding she was a horny little slut and was thrilled to have it confirmed.

Stephanie had never been fucked standing up and with every plunge of her pussy onto the man’s hard cock a jolt shot through her. She felt she was going to cum soon but she also knew Richard had abstained and needed release. “Don’t worry about…oh fuck! Wow! You’re hitting me…shit!” she spat as she ground against him as an unexpected orgasm shot through her. So much for telling him he could cum first.

Richard held the girl as she orgasmed and when she went limp he turned and carried his daughter-in-law over to the couch. He kissed her and laid her on her back. “Damn! You’re a great fuck,” he sighed. “This is the best position to knock you up when I cum.” He’d been close, so close he could have cum when she’d answered the door.

Tyler was in no hurry to get home, fearing what he’d find. Maybe she hadn’t called him yet…maybe Richard was busy and couldn’t come over until this evening. He had no doubt his interactions with his wife were to be limited over the next week, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t be seeing her. What he dreaded was seeing the two of them as a couple and him as a third wheel. Plus, he’d have to sleep in the guest bedroom which was next to the master. He’d hear everything and would have just his hand for release. Then Stephanie had asked him to not masturbate since she wanted his sperm inside her along with his father’s…if they were to be given a window.

He climbed out of the car in the driveway as he saw his father had taken his spot in the garage. ‘There’s a metaphor for the next week,’ he thought.

He came in through the front door and tripped over a white piece of lingerie he didn’t recognize, a suitcase, and a pile of men’s clothes. He stepped around them and went over to the dry bar. As he poured himself a scotch he could hear the loud squeaking of the bedframe and the cries from his wife. The squeak must have gotten worse, he thought. He shook his head then went over and turned on the TV. He increased the volume so most of the noises were drowned out.

Half an hour later, Richard came out, his huge semi-flaccid cock dangling between his legs, and nodded at his son before going over and pouring himself a drink. He came over and flopped down naked on the couch. “Your wife. I mean, fuck! She’s the best I’ve ever had…I mean it. What a body, what a tight pussy! And her tits…” he took a sip and flopped his head back. “I’ll need a lot of calories to make it through the next week,” he sighed. He looked at his son, “how the hell do you get any sleep?” he asked.

Tyler nodded, “You get sleep when you can. Can you put some clothes on? I mean…you want to be ready to go but…shit, man!”

“Oh, sorry. My bag’s out here and I didn’t want to use your stuff.” He got up and went over, kicked aside his shirt and pants, and picked up the boxers. “I hope you don’t mind but I parked in the garage. I didn’t want your neighbors to wonder whose car is out front all week.”

Tyler nodded, he’d been pissed but the neighbors were a bit nosy.

After covering up he’d just sat back down as Stephanie came out looking flushed. She was wearing a towel, her hair matted to her forehead, and she was looking exhausted. “Babe, sorry I wasn’t here to greet you. I can’t believe it, but we…dad made five donations in the last five hours. Incredible recovery and stamina.” She came over and kissed her husband. “Damn! I know this has to be hard on you, but think about how great it will be when I give birth to a beautiful baby. I shouldn’t say this, but I can almost feel how potent his sperm is inside me,” she whispered. She kissed him again before standing up.

Tyler could sense the musky smell and taste of cum on her lips so he didn’t open his mouth. He put out his arms to pull her onto his lap but she didn’t notice as she went over to sit next to his dad. He decided to return to the game he was watching trying to focus on that as the two were snuggled close, whispering and giggling with each other.

Richard had pulled down her top and was playing with her breasts feeling himself getting hard again. She had breasts like no other woman he’d been with, large yet firm. He wished his entire purpose there wasn’t just to get her pregnant as one of his favorite things was to fuck a woman’s tits and cum on her face and chest. Her towel dropped to her waist and she made no move to cover up as he sucked a nipple between his lips. He gingerly bit her causing a soft encouraging gasp.

Stephanie looked over and Tyler was engrossed in the game so she pulled Richard’s cock out and stroked him. At this angle, the arm of the couch should hide his firm shaft. “I can’t believe you’re hard again,” she whispered, “Did you take one of those pills?”

Richard shook his head, “I brought some, but so far no need,” he smiled, “You are a walking fucking cure for erectile dysfunction. I’m thinking we could set up a clinic for those poor souls who suffer from ED.” he grinned.

Stephanie giggled, “medical prostitution…like medical marijuana…I’m in.” She looked at the seepage as she stroked the large cock, looked over at her husband who was still engrossed in the game then took his cock into her mouth.

Richard had one hand on the blonde’s head, the other stroking her ass. He felt sad he had a single purpose…what an incredible ass. The image of her creamy cheeks in his hands as he fucked her from behind popped into his head. Earlier when he was behind her, her button of an anus was teasing him, almost winking saying you’ll never get to this piece of heaven. As Stephanie took more of his cock into her throat he slid his finger down to that bud. She moaned as he popped in feeling the tight ring grip his finger.

Tyler looked over hearing his wife and sat up in shock. He’d hoped they would be somewhat modest, but there she was, sucking eagerly on his cock, but also letting his dad control her head. And was he fingering her asshole? Shit! He was and she was softly moaning as the digit buried deep into her rectum.

“Guys! Jesus Christ! Do you have to do that here?” he asked, “Can’t you guys take it to the bedroom?”

Stephanie started to lift her head but Richard stopped her.

“Get used to it. It’s not like you haven’t seen either of us naked and you know exactly what we’re doing. Turn up the volume if this bothers you,” Richard said. “Ok, that’s enough, I know what you want,” he said to the girl. He looked back at his son, “Then again, maybe you want to watch. We’ll be here all week,” he smiled.

Stephanie looked apologetically at her husband as Richard ordered her to climb onto his lap. He’d turned off the TV, stood, and went out to the garage. She’d have to talk to Richard about being a lot more considerate of Tyler’s feelings, and if not aborting the entire thing. Maybe Tyler’s previous feelings about his dad were right. He did have an arrogance about him. “Oh, fuck!” she squealed as the man pushed her onto his cock. ‘On the other hand, his arrogance enhances this entire process,’ she thought. “Oooohhh, yessss,” she sighed as Richard’s fat finger plunged back into her ass. Every orgasm she’d had that day had been with her father-in-law’s fat finger fucking her ass. She always thought it was disgusting that men would want anything to do with her anus but feeling both holes filled enhanced her arousal…even her orgasms were more powerful.

Tyler organized his workbench, finding screws out of place and tools not in the correct drawers. He finally gave up and headed back into the house hoping they were done and Stephanie would be getting dinner ready.

He shook his head as he entered the living room. They were both on the couch, Stephanie was on her back, legs pointing at the ceiling, tits flopping on her chest as his dad was thrusting aggressively into her.

Richard looked up and stopped for a few seconds, “Um, fuck! Sorry, we’ll be done soon. Why don’t you go get some carry-out,” he said before looking back at the naked blonde girl. “Fuck! Your cunt is like a vise,” he groaned.

* * *

Tyler finished the dishes and came back out. Stephanie and Richard were leaning against each other not having bothered to put any clothes on after fucking on the couch. He’d felt like the one out of place as he ate dinner fully dressed. He stood looking at them hoping Stephanie would notice him.

The girl heard her husband come in and looked over, “Oh, sorry to make you do dishes. I can do them the rest of the week,” she sighed, “this has to be so hard on you.” She got up and came over.

Tyler turned his face not wanting a repeat of her previous kiss but hugged her. “I decided tomorrow after work I’m going to go check in at the Hyatt over on 8th. This,” he pushed her back looking at her nakedness then over at his dad who was stroking his cock, “this is a lot more than I bargained for. I’ll pack tonight and I probably will be gone by the time you get up in the morning.”

Tyler wished he’d packed and checked in after dinner having to listen to his wife getting fucked in the next room. He had to wrap pillows over his head as they seemingly fucked non-stop. Part of him was happy for Stephanie who came dozens of times, happy she might get pregnant, but those feelings were swamped by feelings of jealousy and inadequacy.

As he quietly dressed the next morning, he tried to get Stephanie’s voice out of his head telling his dad how big his cock was; calling him daddy; how great a fuck he was; how she was cumming again and again…all night long. At least she never once compared his cock or his love-making to Richard’s, but her tone made it clear how she felt.

* * *

The next week was the longest in Tyler’s memory. At least Stephanie called twice a day telling him how much she loved him. She never once mentioned Richard’s name instead asking how he was doing and how she hoped her next test would have two bars. She repeatedly told him she loved him. Tyler felt a surge of love hearing the sadness in his wife’s voice. She understood why he couldn’t be there but she sounded like she missed him. After every call, he felt a lot better about her and his dad fucking non-stop. He called her a few times, cringing at the thought they’d be fucking, but he wanted to hear her voice.

Just past noon on Sunday, Stephanie called. “Baby, are you busy?” she asked.

Tyler wanted to laugh. Busy? He was getting bored out of his mind and had just been considering going to a strip club he was getting so horny. “No, just reading,” he lied. “What’s up?”

“Richard had to go meet a client on the other side of town…um, I think he’s golfing…Sunday and all, I’ll be alone for the next six hours if you feel like coming home,” she said softly.

Tyler smiled, “I’ll be there in ten minutes,” he said.

He was there in seven. Stephanie opened the door naked, her skin pink and glowing, looking freshly showered. She hugged her husband tightly, “Oh wow! I missed you so much,” she said happily. She pulled him down the hall to the bedroom.

Tyler was happy to see the sheets had been freshly changed. When he’d packed a few days earlier they were stained and a total mess. Stephanie wasted no time undressing him and kneeling between his legs.

Tyler groaned happily as his wife’s beautiful lips wrapped around his throbbing shaft. Instinctively he put a hand on her head and she didn’t shake her head and actually moaned. He wasn’t using her fist and he was hitting the back of her throat. This was new. He lay back on the bed with both hands clutching her hair as he felt his cock press against the back of her throat. Part of him was hurt she’d learned that from another man, and part was thrilled she’d learned that at all.

Stephanie didn’t gag, didn’t pull back but bobbed her head, taking more of him into her mouth until her lips were pressed against his pubes. Tyler was groaning happily and as she swallowed an increasing amount of precum she knew he wouldn’t last.

“God! Steph, I’m going to cum,” he moaned. She wasn’t stopping and was sucking harder, but he’d wanted to fuck her for the last few days so he sat up. “No, God! I’d love to cum in your mouth but I’ve fantasized about fucking your brains out so…”

Stephanie smiled and stood up wiping her mouth with the back of her arm. “I’ve had the same fantasy. I know you have things you’re feeling so don’t hold back,” she purred.

Tyler rolled over as Stephanie climbed onto the bed ready for her to get on top, but she instead got on her hands and knees.

She pressed her face into the mattress while, opening her knees wide and stuck her ass in the air, “Fuck me, I know you want to pound my pussy,” she said eagerly.

Tyler was stroking his cock as he knelt behind his wife for the first time. Her normally tight, cleanly shaven pussy was swollen with fine blonde hairs framing her pink insides. He liked seeing some pubic hair on her and hoped she’d let it become a trimmed bush.

Stephanie felt vulnerable as she offered her pussy to her husband. It almost felt like cheating on Richard after getting fucked over 20 times by the man which enhanced the feeling as Tyler’s cock plunged into her. “Yesss, oh fuck your cock feels so good,” she panted. “Ooooh! Yesss,” she cried as Tyler suddenly began pounding into her harder than he’d ever done before. He expected her pussy to be looser as she’d been fucked so many times over the last few days, but she was just as tight, just as great.

“Oh, God, oh, God, oh, God,” Stephanie panted feeling Tyler’s powerful thrusts against her pussy. “Fuck me, baby, fuck my cunt,” she hissed as she felt things boiling up inside her.

Tyler was gripping her ass, thumbs getting closer and closer to that tempting puckered hole. His wife was starting to jerk her pelvis back at his assault on her pussy and she let out a deep groan when his thumb pressed into her anus. He remembered Richard fingering her ass so he pressed harder.

Stephanie let out a scream as she felt Tyler’s fat thumb plunge into her rectum. Her pre-orgasmic built-up seemed to go on forever until it quickly peaked and exploded. It was enhanced as both her holes were being roughly penetrated. “Unnnnnggggghhh, uuuunnnnnnggghh, uhhh, uhh, uhhh, ffffuck!” she grunted as the waves crashed through her. How many dozens of orgasms had she had in the last few days, each seemingly more powerful than the last?

Tyler couldn’t hold back as he thought how many miles of cock his wife had driven into her in the last few days. He groaned and slammed once more into his wife’s well-used pussy spewing his pent-up cum deep inside her.

The flopped onto the bed, his cock still buried inside her as he stroked her breasts. “I missed you. I thought about you every minute,” he sighed.

Stephanie nodded, “I missed you too. I can’t wait for this to be over, in fact, let’s tell Richard that we’ve had him help out enough. I have to be pregnant by now, I mean he…never mind,” she sighed.

Tyler shook his head, “Let’s play it out. All the last week I’ve thought about calling it off but we’d either have to do this all over again next month or look into adoption if this doesn’t take,” he sighed. He felt his cock was still hard and resumed pushing into her.

Stephanie closed her eyes enjoying the feeling of his cock still hard, “Ok, but if this doesn’t work we’re not going through this again. I know this has driven you crazy so we’ll look into adoption. There are tons of great kids out there that would love to have a good home,” she sighed. “Damn! You Martin’s sure get hard again in a hurry,” she smiled as she thrust her ass back against him.

* * *

Richard opened the front door and smiled. Tyler was pounding Stephanie from behind who was bent over the arm of the couch. He hadn’t taken her there yet and made a mental note. He went over and grabbed a glass of scotch then sat and watched. He did like this view of Stephanie’s tits flopping around and the look on her face was something he’d always remember. Her mouth was open, eyes unfocused as his son slammed hard against her ass. Then her moans turned to grunts as she came, her head bent back and face flushed.

Tyler felt himself getting close and leaned against her back as he came. He had his eyes closed hating that his father was watching but somehow feeling as if that enhanced it. He felt his chest against his wife’s slick back as he regained his breath not wanting to pull out of her. He knew he had to leave so his dad and Stephanie could get back to the business at hand.

Tyler barely made eye contact with his father as he went down the hall to clean up. He noticed his dad undoing his pants and turned away not wanting to see more.

The blonde felt embarrassed to have been fucked with an audience and was trying to get up but Richard pushed her back down.

“Richard, I need to go clean up,” she protested.

“I don’t care, I can’t pass up this great cunt, so get back down,” he ordered. Richard unzipped his pants and stepped behind the girl. He nodded in approval. “Impressive load. Sad that he’s shooting blanks.”

Tyler came back out and watched as his father slammed his cock into Stephanie’s pussy. He picked up his keys and headed out knowing he’d not be able to get his wife’s attention. As he opened the front door he heard a long happy groan. He knew that sound, it was a fat digit penetrating her ass.

* * *

Tyler told Stephanie he’d not be calling anymore after twice having to listen to her pre-orgasmic moans. He regretted also agreeing not to jerk off as he was constantly hard. He often wondered what they were doing at that time.

Richard was fucking Stephanie in the back seat of his SUV up at Lookout Point. He’d mentioned to her that for fun perhaps they could go to the sites where he’d previously knocked girls up. This was the last of the three places.

The first was last Monday in the back of the Dalton Theater. The Dalton was the oldest theater in town, playing old movies…mainly porn, and sparsely populated. He’d taken Kristine there a few years back and their makeout session escalated to full fucking with a half-dozen college kids watching. This time, just two men were watching which seemed to excite Stephanie as much as it had Kristine. She’d pulled the men’s hands to her exposed chest and closed her eyes as they freely played with her tits.

The second place was ironically the Hyatt. Richard had knocked up Hannah in room 803 and was able to book the same room for the night. She had rushed to the elevators hoping to not run into her husband, but they made it to the same room without incident. Stephanie found it arousing to realize she was just a floor below Tyler when she did her evening call, especially as Richard was behind her, his thumb in her ass and his cock buried in her pussy. They hadn’t been fucking when she called but Richard got hard and didn’t want to wait.

This time, they were parked after dinner in the same spot where Richard and Brenda had fucked. He had rented an Audi Q4 to make it the same car, same spot, same full moon phase. He looked down at her perfect tits flopping as he drove his cock into her hoping one of these times his sperm would fertilize her egg…or not. He thought how great it would be to spend another week with her. He had three more weeks of vacation he could tap into if need be.

Stephanie was enjoying getting fucked in the back of a car. Back at school, she’d hated it, longing for a bed but her boyfriend’s parents and her parents rarely seemed to go out, so her first thirty or so sexual experiences were in the back seats of cars. Her feet were planted on the ceiling as Richard’s cock slammed into her. “Fuck me, fuck me, daddy. God! Your cock feels so good,” she panted.

Richard had been holding off and as the loud wet slapping of his balls on her ass got louder he groaned and arched his back. Just as he felt the first spasm splash inside her pussy there was a tapping on the window and a light was shone into the car.

“Please get out of the car, this is the police,” the gruff voice ordered.

Richard couldn’t stop in the middle of his orgasm and gasped out, “Uh…uh…uh just a minute officer.” He felt the last cum spurt into Stephanie’s pussy he groaned and slid his cock out of her sopping pussy.

The officer stepped back as the naked man stepped out of the car, his hands held modestly over his crotch. The most beautiful girl he’d ever seen was trying to reach for her clothes, but he stopped her, “Ma’am, I said get out of the car.”

Stephanie blushed as she tried to cover her breasts and pussy but it was impossible while grabbing the side of the seat to lift herself out.

“Identification,” he ordered. He could have let the couple get dressed but he suspected the girl was faking modesty. These hookers get better and better, he thought…but he rarely saw any of her caliber up on Lookout Point. She had to have cost the man at least two grand. He watched as the girl crawled back into the car, her ass looking tempting. She handed Richard his wallet, then pulled hers out of her purse. He took the IDs and read their names, “Mr. and Mrs. Martin?” he asked looking surprised. “Oh, wait. You’re at different addresses? Are these correct?”

Stephanie gave up trying to be modest and shook her head, “Sir, um…this is my father-in-law and can you cut us a break? My husband would be crushed if he found out we were…” she started crying.

“Officer…” Richard tried to make out the man’s name in the dark.

“Conway,” the man said.

“Officer Conway. Perhaps there’s a solution to this small indiscretion on our part. Perhaps my daughter-in-law could present an oral argument that could convince you to let us off with a warning?” Richard said quietly as he put a hand on Stephanie’s lower back pushing her forward.

The man looked around and nodded. “OK, let’s see if she can convince me to drop this and walk away, but I prefer actions over anything oral…I’d like the same action you just got. Agree to that and I was never here,” he smiled. He roughly pulled the beautiful blonde over to the front of his car. He pressed her chest onto the hood and when she kept her legs together, he roughly slapped her ass, “You know what to do, spread ’em,” he said roughly. He pulled the foil packet out of his pocket. He turned hearing a couple of footsteps, “Sir! You stay where you are. One step forward and I’m hauling both your asses downtown.”

Stephanie found herself face down on the warm hood of the cop car with another man’s cock in her pussy. A month ago she’d have bet everything that no one but Tyler would ever fuck her and now here she was being fucked by a total stranger. At least he’d put on a rubber. This must be just another Tuesday for him as he had the condom at the ready in his pocket.

Jim Conway had left his body cam on the whole time and was thinking about reviewing it later. He made sure to face the naked woman, lowering the camera so he could get her ass sticking out as he shoved her onto the hood of his car. He was happy to wear the rubber as it meant he’d last longer. Her body was spectacular and he wondered why she was fucking her father-in-law. Husband must be letting her down in the bedroom, was all he could think of. He was thinking how envious the guys back at the precinct would be to see this chick.

Stephanie glared back at Richard who just shrugged as the cop gripped her ass. Richard’s cum was squishing out as the man’s short but fat cock pistoned into her married pussy. His breath stunk of garlic, his legs were rough and hairy, and his large paunch rubbed on her lower back. All in all a very unpleasant experience. She wondered what was it about her anus as yet another man pushed his thumb into her. She knew Richard wanted to fuck her ass as he often gently pressed the head of his cock there before pushing into her pussy. Even though she could feel her body humming from the two orgasms she had in the back of the car, she was never close even though the man fucked her for a good 20 minutes before grunting that he going to cum.

Jim decided rather than cum inside the girl, he pulled out, yanked off the rubber, pulled her off the car, and made her kneel and pushed her mouth onto his cock. “Suck it, you little slut.”

Richard’s fists were balled up wanting to pummel the fat fuck but just watched as Stephanie’s lips wrapped around the stubby cock. She looked incredible as took all of him into her mouth without hesitating. The headlights highlighted her huge tits perfectly and he could see his cum flowing out onto the bare ground.

Stephanie ran her hands up the man’s uniform shirt and played with his nipples so he’d cum soon. Her jaw was starting to ache especially after sucking Richard’s much larger cock in the car, and her knees hurt on the bare ground.

The cop grunted as he shoved her mouth off him stroking his cock. He grunted as he released an impressive amount of cum onto her face and chest. Stephanie never even turned her head, just closed her eyes while gripping the front of his shirt as she took all his load.

When he was done, he roughly shoved her back onto her heels and leered down at her, “Leave it until I’m gone. Don’t come back or I’ll haul you down to the station and we’ll use you until someone comes up with bail…though I’ll bet your husband will let you stew. We can hold you for 24 hours and trust me, the station is staffed 24/7.” The girl’s hands were balled into fists as she lowered them which made him smile even more.

The fat cop looked over at Richard as he tucked his cock back into his pants, “Man, you have to be a piece of shit,” he said harshly, “fucking your daughter-in-law.” He shook his head as he did up his belt then went around and climbed into the car.

Richard grabbed his shirt and came over to clean the girl’s face and tits off. She stood, taking over the cleaning. Her face was covered with the shirt when he heard what sounded to be crying. She dropped the cloth and looked at him, still giggling.

Richard looked curiously at her, “what! What’s funny?” he asked.

Stephanie held out his badge and body cam. “He dropped this. Ok, maybe I took them off his shirt, but I didn’t like him.” She looked at the camera, opened a slot, and pulled the memory card. “Want this? You know, for memories?” she asked.

Richard took it and started laughing. “Some day we’ll play this, preferably when Tyler’s not around, and have a good laugh.”

Stephanie took a picture of the badge to get the man’s number before throwing both the camera and the badge off the side of the hill. “I had a sorority sister who taught me how to pickpocket,” she chuckled.

Richard laughed, “I might need to chain my wallet.”

They headed home and as soon as Richard pulled into the garage, Stephanie ran into the house and jumped into the shower. She’d never felt so dirty in her life. As she was scrubbing her face, chest, and crotch she felt a rush knowing Tyler would be home the next day. Then a pall fell over the mood as she realized Richard would go back to his job. The sex with Richard had been great, but getting used by the grotesque cop was little more than rape and she might have nightmares about that for months.

That night Richard simply held his daughter-in-law. He thought back to the cop’s comments and how accurate they were. He was doing them a favor but wasn’t supposed to enjoy it as much as he had. She’d been cruelly used by the cop and he didn’t stop him. He didn’t want to fuck her, to be another man using her. He wanted to make love, yet knowing this was his last night, he was happy to hold the beautiful woman in his arms.

Stephanie had expected Richard would want a good fucking and was surprised that he wasn’t hard and just held her. “You don’t want this to end, do you?” she asked quietly.

“I was thinking about the cop. I’m so sorry you had to do that. I’ve been up there a few times and no one was ever patrolling. I must have been lucky,” he sighed.

“I don’t think he was on patrol,” Stephanie said as she stroked the man’s face, “he was on the prowl for pussy. He found what he was looking for,” she sighed. “I think men take prostitutes up there. He has a supply of condoms at the ready. That way he never has to pay for it.” she sighed. “I don’t regret it. I’ve enjoyed reliving your trysts with other women. I thought it was fun…except for that half hour which hopefully I’ll forget about soon.” She kissed him tenderly, “You’re a good man, not husband material but a good man.”

Richard shook his head. “I’ve been with many women and outside of Tyler’s mother, never had anything long term, I guess by long term, never anything more than a one-night stand. I never wanted to feel anything more than lust for anyone but…never mind. Let’s sleep. If I wasn’t able to complete my mission by now I don’t think a few more sessions will make any difference,” he sighed.

Stephanie stroked his face, “You were going to express feelings! I can see it in your face. You don’t have to worry about saying it, I’ve felt it all week. Perhaps we should have a session without worrying about me getting pregnant,” she said before kissing him.

“What do you mean?” Richard asked, “We’ve done almost everything.”

Stephanie sat up. “We’ve revisited the places where you’ve knocked up girls, we’ve fucked just about everywhere in the house. I was thinking back to when I first met you. When we danced back at my wedding I felt something from you. Something you wanted to ask or do. What was it?” she asked.

Richard looked down, “fuck! I wanted to spend time with you. I wished I’d met you before Tyler did.” He looked embarrassed, “I wanted to seduce you, get you naked and under me.” He sat up and looked down at his hands, “I’m a piece of shit. I guess you know that. I hurt your mother-in-law, hurt her bad. I hurt Tyler and Sebastion by not being able to keep my cock in my pants.”

Stephanie stroked his back, “I know you’re not perfect, who the fuck is? I’m lying naked next to a man who’s not my husband. The cop called you a piece of shit for fucking your daughter-in-law. What does that make me? Perhaps your mistake wasn’t cheating on Laura but getting married in the first place. Perhaps all those girls have been lying in bed playing with their pussies replaying the best sex they’d ever had. I’ll tell you what,” she said getting out of bed. “I’m getting dressed. Let’s go back to when we’d first met and you find me alone. Tyler’s gone off somewhere and I feel abandoned. Perhaps you can cheer me up,” she smiled as she rolled off the bed. “Turn around so I can modestly get dressed,” she ordered.

Richard her the closet door, dresser drawers, and cloth rustlings. After all the noises stopped, he heard Stephanie say in a sad quiet voice, “Tyler’s off somewhere abandoning me. I guess I’ll just sit and wait for him.”

Richard felt his cock throb hearing the voice of a vulnerable young thing ripe for taking. He heard the bedroom door close so he rolled out of bed and took a quick shower. He felt the familiar surge of hormones as he dressed memories of dancing with her at the wedding in his head. His cock throbbed eagerly remembering how instantly hard he’d gotten just holding her close to him.

Stephanie was sipping wine while leafing through a magazine. The pages meant nothing to her as she was thinking back to the dance she’d had with Richard at the wedding. She’d danced with many men, and all seemed to get hard but Richard felt different. He exuded a confidence that left her feeling regretful as if she’d missed an opportunity. His cock was rock hard as were many of the men but the way he held her, pressed against her was full of promise. He was the only one who pressed his rigid mass dead center on her clit and his knowing smile told her he was aware of the effect he had on her. Somehow she’d either blocked her thoughts or just forgotten them, but she now recalled wanting to explore his masculine attraction.

Richard came down the hall and checked out his daughter-in-law. He gasped and stared in appreciation. She was wearing her wedding dress, her large breasts spilling out. She must be at least one cup size larger than on her wedding day and the effect was incredible. The satin dress clung to her body as if it were painted on. None of that layer upon layer of lace and ruffles. How many times had he remembered feeling her perfect body beneath the slick material? How many times had he fantasized unzipping that dress and watching her naked form appear as it puddled to the floor? She was the one that got away even though he’d never had a shot.

He smiled at her as she looked up, pulled out his phone, searched for the song, and hit play.

Stephanie heard the song that reminded her of the dance, stood up, and took the older man’s hand. “You remembered the song,” she said. I’m impressed.”

Richard nodded, “I’m happy you remember it. It meant a lot to me, holding you, feeling your warmth against me. For months after, I’d get hard whenever that came on the radio,” he said as he pulled her against him. He loved this dress as the thin material allowed him to feel her sleek body beneath the white satin. She pressed her pussy against his hard cock as they swayed to the music.

“I never told anyone this, perhaps not even myself but you could have had me that night. All you needed to do was arrange for Franklin or Mike to distract Tyler for a half hour or so,” she purred into his ear, “I was a good girl, I’d never cheat on Tyler but my pussy didn’t agree. I would at least have done this,” she said as she kissed him.

Richard moaned letting the girl’s tongue part his lips. He’d wanted that on the dance floor, wanted and wished it would have happened. He held her, feeling the warmth of her body, his cock pulsing against her swaying to the music. “How would it have worked?” he asked, “If somehow we decided to get a few moments together?”

Stephanie pressed her body against his, “I’d excuse myself by saying I need to powder my nose…no one does that anymore, do they? Anyhow I’d do this,” she purred as she ground her pussy against his cock. “Body language,” she chuckled. “Then I’d have gone down the hall past the coat check. There’s a small classroom. You’d have waited a minute or two, then come looking for me.”

Richard sighed as Stephanie stepped away and went over to a table and planted her butt on it waiting.

He came over, looking around to make sure he was alone then took the beautiful blonde in his arms and kissed her. He cupped a breast and then pinched her nipple causing her to gasp. She stepped back and looked at the tent in his pants then back at him.

“What girl can resist this?” she asked, “Even just an hour after pledging myself to another man I’d want this in my mouth, my pussy,” she sighed as she dropped to her knees.

He groaned as Stephanie unzipped him then pulled down his pants, and took his cock into her mouth. “Oh, fuck!” he said as he stroked her glowing blonde hair, “I thought I was supposed to be seducing you.”

Stephanie looked up, now stroking his slick cock, “I’ve fantasized about that, but this has also been a fantasy,” she said huskily. “I can stop if you like. Then I’ll be the sweet virginal girl waiting for a virile man to release my inner slut.”

Richard guided her mouth back onto his cock, “I might have had the same thoughts,” he smiled. Her mouth opened wide as he gripped her hair with both hands. He started to let go remembering how she hated it when men guide her head as she sucked their cocks but then she groaned, sucking harder while taking more of him into her throat. Was she liking this?

Stephanie was wondering why this was so arousing…why she didn’t object to his display of dominance…why she felt a massive throb in her pussy as he began to fuck her face. Did she secretly like being used, she wondered? She opened her throat as the plump head pressed deeper.

The living room echoed with slurping, glugging sounds as Richard felt his balls wetly slap repeatedly against her chin. He was surprised she could take so much now. The first time she sucked him off she’d kept her fist around the base of his shaft the entire time. “You are a little slut, aren’t you?” he asked softly. “You would have let me do whatever I wanted at your wedding reception.”

Stephanie nodded her head as drool flowed off her chin onto her wedding dress. She didn’t care as all she wanted was to taste this man’s cock and cum. She felt the man’s balls tighten and a voice in her head told her that he should cum in her pussy but Richard had a firm hold of her hair so she knew she had to swallow.

Richard was feeling the aching in his balls rapidly increasing and remembered she’d pulled off his cock and jerked him off a few weeks back but didn’t want that this time. “Oh fuck, Steph…fuck!” he groaned as he felt the first jet spasm from his balls. The girl was trying to swallow it all but she was gagging so he let go of her hair.

Stephanie was gagging but continued to suck until he was done then sat back coughing. Cum was dripping onto her dress along with her saliva. Her hair was a mess and she looked as if she’d been ravaged. She was looking up at him a smile on her face.

Richard stroked his cock as he pressed the head against her chin and cheeks smearing the cum all over. He thought back to how beautiful and sexy she looked in the headlights with cum dripping from her face. He then collapsed back onto a chair, legs weak, knees wobbly as he grinned at the girl who was kneeling on the floor looking at the streams of fluids on her huge breasts. “Sorry. I should have given you more warning,” he sighed, “But I’ve never seen you look more beautiful.”

Stephanie laughed, “I’ll bet. I look like one of those porn stars.” She looked at her sticky hands as she carefully got up to get towels from the kitchen. She sighed knowing that she’d have to take the dress to the cleaners without Tyler finding out. She thought about the young couple who owned the dry cleaners remembering the looks they gave her in the past.

Richard had pulled his pants back on and patted the couch seat next to him, “You need a break. That was mean of me to smear cum all over your beautiful face and in your mouth,” he said.

“I know what you were thinking,” she said softly, “I liked it. I wanted you to cum in my mouth, though I still have some in my lungs. I’m going to change into a different dress. You sure did a job on this one,” she giggled.

Richard picked up the magazine Stephanie had been reading feeling a surge of happiness that she’d enacted one of his more powerful fantasies. He thought of others he’d had about her as he idly stroked his cock through his pants.

“You sure cum a lot. We’ve had sex, what, eight times in the last 24 hours, and you filled my stomach with a huge load. I washed up the best I could and managed to get most out of my lungs.” Stephanie was standing in the doorway in a simple white dress. “You’ll appreciate my husky voice now,” she smiled. The thin material clung to her braless breasts and as she turned he admired her side boobs and bare back. “I put this on after the reception,” she said looking down at it, “It doesn’t fit anymore,” she ran her hands over the tight material covering her chest. “But I was exhausted after the reception and just wanted to relax and this was my favorite relaxation dress.”

Richard patted the seat next to him. “Sorry about all the cum. That’s a problem I’ve always had. I’m a very messy lover, I guess. I feel bad. I shouldn’t have cum in your mouth and then rubbed it all over your face,” he said softly. “I would have been there for you after the reception. Here, let me…” he said as he gently rubbed her shoulders, “we’ll get all the tightness out of you,” he said softly. “Ok, maybe not all the tightness,” he chuckled.

Stephanie giggled and then relaxed as she felt tiny knots being worked out. He wasn’t groping her, he was doing a great job patiently finding the tight areas and rubbing them until they disappeared. He did her shoulders and back then worked his way up her neck and to her jaw muscles. She let out a sigh as opening her mouth to accommodate his cock had tightened up her jaw muscles. Within minutes she was relaxed not even noticing that he’d slid the straps off her shoulders. The man was skilled with strong large hands and she felt all the tension melt away in her shoulders, neck, and back.

Richard could tell by her breathing she’d let her guard down so he softly pushed the top down exposing her breasts. Her eyes were closed and she was breathing shallowly as he started on her upper pectorals.

“Aaaahhh, yessss,” she sighed as she felt his fingers knead her upper chest. He was good and she felt like purring as knots she never knew she had disappeared. Her eyes were closed when she felt his strong fingers press into her breasts. She melted back against his chest as he felt beneath her mammaries to the pectorals, working on those tight areas. She let out a soft gasp as his fingers arrived at her hard nipples. The soft circling of his rough fingers sent jolts down to her sopping pussy. She finally realized he’d pulled her top down and was stimulating her bare breasts without her realizing it. ‘He’s good,’ she thought.

Richard’s cock was again filling with blood as he heard her breathing change and saw her thighs rubbing together. He then started pinching and pulling on her nipples causing her to gasp louder and her pelvis to jerk. He decided to get her naked and she lifted her hips as he pushed her dress further down. No panties. He wondered if she’d had anything on under her dress at the reception. He couldn’t feel even a thong so he suspected not. He slid a hand down and his finger wetly slid right inside her. She was softly moaning and opening her legs.

Stephanie turned over and kissed the man. “Damn! You’re good. Is this how you seduce all your conquests?”

Richard shook his head as he pressed a second finger into the girl, “One of the ways,” he sighed, “depends on what the girl wants.”

“Had you done this at the wedding I would have let you do what you wanted,” Stephanie panted. She pulled herself up and undid his pants smiling at him seeing how hard he was…again. She pulled out his cock and then lowered herself onto his seemingly perpetually rigid shaft. “Ooooohhhh, yessss,” she sighed as she felt her vagina once again pleasantly stretched fully. “I have gotten so used to getting fucked every couple of hours, I’m going to miss this,” she sighed.

Richard stroked those perfect breasts as he also moaned, “I know exactly how you feel. I’ve never fucked anyone as much as we’ve fucked in the last week. But, you don’t have to miss this. Perhaps we’ll have to try again next month and the month after.” He was roughly mauling her breasts which he learned she’d loved. “It doesn’t always work the first few times. We can always hope,” he said.

Stephanie ground her pussy against the base of his shaft as she kissed him. She could feel the familiar stirrings as their tongues battled each other. Her nipples were on fire and her clit was being ground between them as she considered another week or more of non-stop fucking. She then thought about his comment, ‘you don’t have to miss this,’ and fantasized about meeting up with him on the sly. “Oh fuck!” she spat as everything that had been building up exploded.

Richard held the woman close as she clung to him, gasping her pleasure as the orgasmic waves flowed through her. He was feeling sad knowing this was coming to an end and could feel her passion also. When she’d finally gone limp in his arms, her mouth still locked to his he stood and laid her on the couch.

Stephanie moaned in frustration feeling love for this man while feeling guilty about that. Tyler was the love of her life so why could she feel so much love for his father too? She could feel his balls tighten and she’d been battling with a decision she’d made when she’d first come down to the living room. She knew this would be wrong since she’d be cheating on Tyler. The entire week was to get pregnant not give or get pleasure from it, but that ship had sailed. Also, she was about to give Richard something she’d always denied Tyler.

Richard felt himself getting close and was surprised when his daughter-in-law broke the kiss and pushed him off. “What…?” he started to ask but smiled when Stephanie reached under the couch and handed him a tube of gel. “Really? I thought…”

“This is only if you want to. I’ve seen how you look at me every time I turn around,” she sighed. She knelt on the cushion, her chest on the back and her ass sticking out. Then for the first time in her life, she felt a fingerful of cool gel being shoved into her rectum. She gritted her teeth having been told by her girlfriends the first time is the worst. She’d fight it and it would sting when he finally pops in. But after she relaxes she’ll never feel anything better as long as she plays with her pussy.

Richard finished lubing her tight puckered hole and then coated his cock. He felt a rush knowing he’d be taking her anal virginity but also fulfilling the initial desire he’d had when he first saw her. He looked at her tiny hole and the size of the head of his cock and leaned into the woman.

“Remember to relax. This will initially hurt but after you get used to it you should get a lot of pleasure from it. It will be different that when you get your nice tight pussy fucked,” he said softly in her ear.

Stephanie felt the spongy head press against her anus and had a sudden moment of panic. She tried to think of other things and closed her eyes as Richard put more of his weight behind his cock. She tried to relax but the more she thought about it the tougher that was. Then Richard’s fingers reached around to play with her clit. Within seconds she started to forget about the pressure against her butt.

Richard let out a low moan as her sphincter relaxed and he plunged into her rectum. Holy fuck! she was tight.

Stephanie let out a scream as the huge shaft penetrated her bowels but those fingers were now pinching and pulling on her clit which made her head spin and the pain blend with the pleasure. She was soon deeply grunting with each thrust of the man and felt everything rapidly building up.

Richard was bent over her back, his pelvis pistoning against her ass, his hands grabbing a tit while rubbing her clit roughly. He wished he hadn’t been so close earlier as the aching in his balls was rapidly increasing. He tried to hold off but Stephanie’s grunts were getting louder and then she screamed out she was cumming.

The girl felt the agonizing pang inside her explode sending jolts up through her entire torso barely aware that Richard was grunting something as he came inside her ass. They ground hard against each other for a good half minute before they went limp and collapsed onto the couch their bodies wrapped together.

Stephanie woke up at first trying to make out where she was. Then she remembered letting him fuck her ass, the incredible orgasm then blackness. She looked at her watch and saw it was three hours later. Richard’s cock was still buried deep in her ass, his huge hand cupping her breast as he snored softly. Her body was pressed against the back of the couch and her bladder was full. She softly pushed his hips back feeling his long soft cock slide out of her ass, Then she lifted his arm and slowly extricated herself.

She looked down at the man, naked and vulnerable, and felt a wave of sadness knowing in a few hours it would all be over. She’d violated the trust she had with Tyler in that she’d had passionate sex with another man. She’d sucked him off and swallowed, she’d let him fuck her ass. None of those things were part of the original agreement. She felt guilt and pain both, part of it was a strong feeling inside her womb. She could feel that she’d been impregnated. She didn’t know how she knew but she knew 100% the stick would have two bars. There would be no second or third week.

She went over, grabbed a throw blanket, and covered the man up. She leaned down and kissed his cheek, a teardrop landing next to where her lips were.

* * *

Tyler pulled into the driveway feeling relief to be home. He opened the garage door expecting his dad’s BMW to be there but there was just a void. He pulled into the spot pausing before going into the house, his stomach hurting knowing his beautiful wife had been fucked repeatedly over the last week. He had no idea how frequently or how much she enjoyed it but she’d been fucked just the same. He’d told himself over and over for the last week that she’d just laid back, told the man to cum inside her, then did that knees on her chest thing to help the sperm find its way to her ovaries.

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He got out of the car wondering how to act natural with his head spinning with the last week’s images and agonies. He’d gotten very little sleep except for the one night after he and Stephanie made love. He felt his cock throb remembering how lusty she was. Did dad bring that out, or was it she missed him?

He opened the door and was thrown back as Stephanie jumped on him. She was stark naked, her legs wrapped around his waist with her lips crushed on his. It was 11 PM before they finally got dinner.

* * *

Three weeks later Tyler was in the kitchen finishing the breakfast dishes when he heard a scream. He dropped everything and ran upstairs to find Stephanie standing by the sink, a huge grin on her face holding up the stick.

* * *

34 weeks later, Tyler opened the door with a grin, letting his father in. He hugged his father for the first time in years. Stephanie was on the couch nursing the cutest baby girl in the world.

Richard sat down seeing both the beautiful baby and the even larger breast he’d thought about for the last nine months. The little girl had soft wisps of almost white-blonde hair, tiny pink lips sucking on the pink nipple, and miniature hands clutching her mother’s teat.

“Damn! She’s so beautiful,” the man sighed. He’d visited his other kids along with making sure he was regular with the child support but never really felt an attachment. This little thing evoked something he’d never felt before, at least not since the week with her mother.

“Would you like to hold her? We named her Rachel,” Stephanie smiled at the man as the little girl softly burped and then tucked her head between those breasts. “Rachel Anne Martin.”

Tyler didn’t question that Stephanie made no move to cover up her bare chest, after all his dad had seen them and more…a lot more. Both he and his dad were happy to admire them, especially full of milk.

Richard picked up the almost weightless child and looked at her. She had his eyes, bright blue, his hair, and his narrow roman nose. The only feature different was the cutest little cleft chin.