33-Pack CHEATING Megabundle (14 page)

Now that I had given birth to a healthy baby girl, it was time for the second part of our deal. He paid for two babies. Emily's - who was now happily five months pregnant - and mine. Since I was preggo at the time, the deal was, once I gave birth (with some time to recoup), I would allow him to knock me up. I'd been looking forward to the day when I would be inseminated by his dominant seed.

Apparently, he took a real liking to me because when the time drew near, he made a deal with my husband to have me sleep with him for a week. I was to do nothing but lounge around in his house all day long, basically being his personal tramp. That was kind of weird, but - okay, sure I can do that. I didn't know what his wife was going to do, but it turned out I didn't have to worry about her, she was thrilled with the whole situation and was looking forward to talking shop about babies and such. Like I said, this was getting very complicated.

It wasn't until I arrived at his place when I was at the peak of my fertility that I realized how desperate his situation had become and why he was willing to part with so much money for the babies. His wife had become so obsessed with having children that she no longer gave him the love and attention he needed. So, for one week, that was my job. To basically be his kind, loving wife, all the while getting knocked up with his baby. I decided that I would also see about getting Lee, his wife, to understand that she had more responsibilities than just cooking and cleaning.

I greeted Lee and Carl when I arrived and they brought all my bags inside and set me up. Lee was going to take the guest bedroom for the week and Carl and I would have the master bedroom. The situation felt very odd. I felt like a third wheel. However, Lee welcomed me with open arms, offered me breakfast and we talked about all sorts of things - but mostly babies. I'd left mine in Emily's capable hands as I didn't want to have to keep an eye on her. In that respect, it was also like a mini-vacation.

As soon as he could, Carl cornered me and explained the ground rules. There was to be no sex between us for the duration of the week until the last night which we would spend fucking like rabbits. Masturbation was fine - for me. He explained that he wanted to build himself up and release his potent seed in me at that time. However, I was to tease and torment him all week long. Bend over suggestively for him, brush up against his cock at every opportunity, that sort of thing. This was going to be fun. Awkward, but fun.

*****

That first day was very interesting to say the least. I got a chance to talk to Lee about her husband and found out a lot of things that he liked in bed. For instance, I learned that he liked being dominated and never mentioned to her wanting to dominate. I explained what happened that first night in the barn and she shook her head in disbelief.

I got her into the act of teasing her husband with me. She told me that he loved watching two women kiss, so we'd wait until he was in our vicinity and then make out all the while giggling and laughing. I'd never kissed a woman before that and wasn't sure that I'd like it, but like so many other "taboo" elements I'd never tried, I found that I really did enjoy it.

It was funny watching him groan under his breath every time we kissed. It got to the point that we were even kissing when he wasn't around. There's just something sensual about a woman's lips that I can't fully describe.

The first night with him was fairly awkward. I'd never slept with another man besides my husband, so I really felt like I was cheating. I didn't expect him to cuddle up with me as we drifted off to sleep. In the middle of the night, I awoke to something pressing against my back and realized that it was his cock.

Even though it was off-limits, I was allowed to touch and pleasure myself, which I did. Trying hard not to disturb him, I brought my fingers down to my pussy. I was surprised that I was so wet. I imagined what his hard cock looked like (I had become intimately familiar with it over the past few months, so I knew exactly what it looked like) and felt so awfully naughty sleeping in another man's bed. If I closed my eyes (which I did) I could picture the two of us married. I was soon going to be carrying his baby, which made the whole fantasy even more real.

That thought set me off and I began moaning under the sheets. He stirred, but did not wake, although he ended up pressing his large cock harder to me. In my orgasm-induced haze, I began picturing all sorts of things such as us being married. Me carrying all his babies. Oh how I wanted to turn over and suck his cock. I may have even - accidentally of course - reached around me and grasped his cock in my soft womanly hands.

Oh God it was harder than steel! My heart thrummed wildly in my chest as the naughtiness of what I was doing overwhelmed me. I needed to feel him in me. I wouldn't let his cum inside my fertile womb, but I needed his cock between my legs.

Carefully, so as not to disturb him, I turned around so that I was facing him. I stared lustfully into his face as I mentally caressed him. He was so strong and handsome that it set my heart on fire. After having his cock in my pregnant pussy the last few months, I found that my husband's was no longer adequate.

While gazing into his closed eyes, I slowly brought my leg up and scooted closer to him, positioning his rod at my entrance. My fertile, married pussy was so needy for him. I know it was against his wishes, but I needed him in me. I hoped like hell that he wouldn't awaken from his slumber as I knew how mad he could get.

I smiled mischievously as I felt the massive head of his cock touch my glistening pussy. Oh God, this was so exciting! I came with the tip of his cock-head mere inches from it. His cock was rock hard and felt hot under my cool fingers. I slowly slicked him up by rubbing him up and down my wet slit before plunging him deep inside me. A small gasp escaped my lips. I couldn't help it. Even though I was large for a lady - especially just having given birth - his cock was so big it barely fit inside me. I still don't understand how he was able to get it inside Emily's tight twat; but he did.

With painstaking slowness, all the while watching his face for any sign of him waking up, my pussy devoured his long, thick shaft. With perverse delight, I felt his cock bottom out in my tight pussy. Now, to fuck myself. Slowly I undulated my hips, making sure I used his cock to stimulate my clit. I had to clamp my legs together as a massive orgasm ripped through me. I must've tightened myself so much that the circulation got cut off on his poor penis.

Still, he did not move. I cautiously touched his face, stroking it lightly. He must have been a heavy sleeper as he didn't move a muscle. I became bolder and began stroking him in and out of my horny, ovulating pussy. The fact that we were both married didn't escape me. It just made me hotter.

Ever since my husband introduced me to the joys of mating with other men, my sexual lust has been unstoppable. Pretty much every day for the last year I've enjoyed another's man's cock in me. And I wasn't about to stop anytime soon. At this point, I'd do it even if there was no money involved.

As his cock glided in and out of me, I began playing with my lactating breasts. Since I hadn't been able to nurse all day, they were tight, full and very leaky. It amazed me how much milk one woman could produce in a day. It seemed absurd the amount of hot liquid that came from my mammaries. I gently pressed the side of my palms against my breasts as I laid back and let the milk squirt everywhere. It was going to be a hot mess to clean up, but I wasn't too concerned about that. All I cared about was the feeling of fullness dissipating.

Several minutes into our lovemaking, he surprised me by grunting, putting his arms around me and pulling me tight. At the same time, he jerked his cock into my unprotected cervix, entering my tight cave. I bolted upright and looked at his face, but I couldn't see any sign of him being awake. Maybe it was just a natural reaction. My heart beat faster in my chest as I realized that I wasn't going to be able to get him out before he came. Maybe I'd made a mistake by doing this.

Then he slowly started unconsciously undulating his hips, pressing his long, fat cock into my fertile cervix. I felt his cock shaft expand and knew that his release was imminent. My heart beat ferociously in my chest as I understood that he was going to be knocking me up on the first night instead of the last night.

Again, I tried to release his tight grasp, but he actually pulled me tighter. I could feel him swell in me and within moments I felt the familiar pump of his virile ejaculate in my cervix. It wasn't until he'd sprayed my fertile, unprotected cervix with his copious seed did he relax his grip on me and I was able to roll over and get him out of me. I just hoped he hadn't gotten me pregnant. What was I thinking? That was the whole reason I'd come here. I figured I'd just clean us up and he'd probably never be the wiser.

As I was in the bathroom getting ready to clean myself off, the door opened and my heart stopped. It was Lee. Oh God, what would she say if she saw her husband's cum running down my legs? Then again, maybe she'd congratulate me on a job well done. I decided to be truthful with her. I was horny for a man's cock, his was right there and then he came in me. She understood and even offered to help clean it up for me.

Shrugging, I handed her a wet rag and spread my cream-filled legs on the edge of the bathtub. I thought she was going to wipe me down with the rag, but to my surprise, she didn't.

"Lee! What are you doing?" I asked as I watched in surprise as she stuck out her tongue and tasted her husband.

"Cleaning you, what does it look like?" She smiled devilishly.

Was she really going to lick all of her husband's cum out of my pussy? A mini-orgasm shot through me when I thought about that. That was actually quite hot.

"He tastes pretty good," she said, smacking her lips, then looked up at me apologetically. "I've never tasted his semen before. I guess I'm going to have to start."

I shrugged. If the wife of the man who just impregnated me wanted to lick his cum out of my quim, who was I to argue? After all, they were the ones with the purse strings. I watched as she licked out long, thick, gooey strands of her husband's potent seed and swallowed, licking her lips as though she wanted more.

Each time she dived back down into my treasure box, she came up with another stringy gob and I wondered just how much cum he'd drilled in me. My God, the guy had the emissions of a horse! To my surprise, when she was through drinking all her husband's naughty cum from my pussy, she began gently licking all around my folds. I thought maybe she was just getting the last remnants of his semen off me, but that's not what she was doing at all.

She masturbated herself as she licked and tickled my clit, bringing both of us to orgasm at the same time. This had honestly been the hottest night of my life.

*****

The next morning at the breakfast table was a bit awkward. Lee and I kept exchanging knowing glances and it was hard to look Carl in the eye, knowing that I went against his wishes and impregnated myself with his seed earlier than he wanted. But a horny girl's got to do what a horny girl's got to do.

"Why not use Peggy's milk, dear?" Lee suggested when Carl was about to pour milk on his cereal. "After all, she's got two breastfull's of it and I'm sure she'd be more than delighted to offer it to you." She turned to me. "Right, Peg?"

I nodded and took off my shirt and bra when he set the bowl down in front of me.

I was about to start expressing my full, leaky breasts into his cereal when his wife spoke up, "why don't you let him do it, dear. I'm sure he'd love to." I hadn't thought of that, but I moved my hands away to make room for his.

He came up behind me with a huge smile on his face and placed his warm hands directly on my full, aching breasts and began to squeeze, directing the wayward streams into the cereal bowl. Much of the milk sprayed all over the table, but no one seemed to mind.

It actually took a couple of minutes for him to fill the bowl with my mother's milk. I could tell, however, that he didn't want to stop milking me. It felt so good, that my pussy began leaking into my panties which reminded me of what happened last night. Lee caught me blushing and winked at me.

*****

The next few days went by routinely. I was pretty sure that I'd gotten pregnant from his cum on the first night, but no one but the doctor would be the wiser. I kept in contact with my husband over the telephone. He wanted to know all the juicy details of the goings-on. Making sure Carl wasn't around, I told him what happened the first night. I swear I heard him whip out his cock and masturbate while we were still on the phone. I had to admit that it turned me on more than I would've liked to admit. I'd never been attracted to girls before, but Lee was just so easy to get along with. I kept remembering how her tongue felt pressed against my aching clit. It was hot!

Throughout the week, I did as he asked. I teased and tormented him unmercifully. I brushed up against him as we passed, put my fertile cum-scented finger to his nose and said, "guess who?" along with many other tricks.

One time he was relaxing in the parlor and I sat down next to him and began masturbating. I could tell that it took every ounce of willpower he had not to take me into the bedroom and knock me up right then and there. But, somehow, someway he held back. When I was through, I actually put my finger up under his nose and made him smell my horny, fertile scent. I also sprayed my milk all over him every chance I could get. Overall it was a blast.

The last night was when he started really paying attention to me. Throughout the day he began getting a little more aggressive with me. Spanking me when I did something naughty. He also had me crawl around on all fours mooing like a cow. Lee joined me and we followed our bull around the house mooing at him. When he'd look at me, I'd spray him with my milk.

That night, he brought me into the bedroom and I saw that he had ropes set up for me to use on my hands and feet. I still didn't like the idea of ropes, but with his wife there I wasn't as worried.