33-Pack CHEATING Megabundle (34 page)

Fondling myself, I anticipated being able to drive my massive, black cock into her lily white, fertile, ovulating womb. I was a player at heart, but ever since that fateful night of the thunderstorm, I knew I had found my life partner. She was everything in a woman that I could have asked for and more. She was sweet, yet sassy; bold and demure; strong, yet sometimes weak.

I could've laid on the bed and thought about all of the qualities I liked about her all night, but I was spared by her grand entrance into the room. My mouth hung open like an idiot as my dick soared into the sky. I couldn't believe what I was staring at: she was made up to the nines. She was wearing a very sexy, tight-fitting red and black dress that form-fitted to the curves of her body, with matching red pumps. Not only that, but she had applied glamour make-up and I fell in love all over again as I looked into her stunningly beautiful face.

I was rewarded with a shy, hesitant smile. Did I still think she was as gorgeous as before the baby; that was her unasked question flitting across her face. She was trying to gage my interest in her body by my reaction to her. Whatever I did or said next would make or break her self-esteem. After all, every woman wants to know that they still have it after giving birth.

"Honey, you look stunning," I said, sitting bolt upright in bed.

"You really think so?" She looked away demurely.

"Of course," I came to her and wrapped my arms around her, smelling her sweet perfume. "You look like an honest-to-God princess." I stroked her face and kissed her gently on the cheek. My cock was bouncing up and down in anticipation of what was about to come. It had been nearly five months since we'd had proper sex and I was just as nervous as she was.

Katie melted into my embrace, a tear forming at the corner of her eye. I brushed it away and kissed her gently, stroking her long-flowing golden hair.

"A princess, huh?" She laughed as she brought her hand down to my cock and wrapped her cool fingers around it. "I suppose this, then," she referred to my stiff, black cock, "is my prince?"

"Prince Charming," I said proudly, "at your service," and we both busted up laughing.

That was enough to cut the tension. Maybe now we could get down to business.

"But seriously," I said, eying her up and down, "you look hot."

"You know all the right words," she purred as she knelt down and took my stiff cock in her familiar mouth. I grew harder as I realized that she was not only ovulating, but her breasts were leaky. I could even see a growing spot on her dress where the milk was seeping through.

After a couple of minutes, I pulled her away. I'd been squirting in her mouth and breasts every day for weeks now; I wanted to plant my seed deep inside her for maximum effect.

She stood and I kissed her passionately on her ruby-red lips, feeling the outline of her curves through her dress. She responded to my touch and I could smell her ovulating wetness begin to seep from her pussy into her panties. I just bet they were sopping wet.

I let my fingers do the walking and they found their way down into her cavern of lust. I couldn't believe how wet and hot she was. To even think for one moment that I would find her less attractive just because she had just given birth was absurd. Other men may think differently about their wives, but this was my Katie we were talking about.

She spread her bare legs willingly as I inserted my finger into her sloshing pussy. A slight moan escaped her lips and her eyes closed as she enjoyed me fingering her. I wanted to do more than finger her, however, so I led her to the bed and lifted up her dress.

"Doc says you're ready?"

She nodded. "Just be careful," she said as she spread open her legs, her pussy lips parting seductively before my eyes.

I dove enthusiastically into her wetness, smearing her fertile woman cum all over my face, marking myself as hers. When I glanced up, I saw her playing with her milk-filled breasts, pushing them together and pinching the hardened nipples. I watched as a stream of white, hot milk escaped from her full boobs, splattering everywhere, including her face and chest.

"Oh God, don't stop!" She cried as I licked and sucked her tiny pearl. She squeezed my head with her long legs as she squealed through an orgasm. When it was over, I noticed her breasts were squirting by themselves.

Slowly, I moved up her body and latched onto one of her breasts, suckling as a babe. Other than her horniness, her large, milk-filled breasts were the best feature of her pregnancy. Every chance I got, I suckled the milk from them. Sometimes we'd play with the milk, exchanging it back and forth. If I was drinking coffee, she'd lift up her shirt, exposing her breasts and add the "cream." We even tried using her milk for my cereal. That was...interesting.

"Suckle the other one now," she said, stroking my hair. The scent of her sex wafted through the air, causing my peter to harden uncontrollably.

I switched to her other breast and drank it dry. I loved her breast-milk and was grateful that she wanted another child so that I could have more milk. The way she was lactating, there was plenty to go around. We joked that she could probably feed ten kids with the milk she was producing. Or, one baby and one horny man.

She writhed as another orgasm raced through her.

"Put it in me," she begged, her voice just above a whisper. "Please."

"You sure?" I teased.

"Yes," she nodded her head. "Knock me up. Put another baby in me with your dominant, black seed."

She knew what turned me on. I positioned the head of my cock at her sopping, eager pussy. She arched her back, trying vainly to force my rod to penetrate her needy pussy. However, I wasn't quite ready.

"Say the magic words," I commanded.

"Impregnate me!" She responded. It was a little game we played. We had our own code words and every time she wanted me she had to utter the "magic" password. Sometimes, when feeling particularly naughty, she'd try to "guess" the wrong password - such as, "cum in my fertile womb," or "shoot your dominant seed in my ovulating cervix." But those weren't the correct words and I would hold out for as long as I could. That she used the correct phrase the first time told me that she was more than ready.

"Holy shit!" I proclaimed as I slowly slid my massive member into her scalding hot, cavernous entrance. "Holy shit, this is hot!" I pressed my body to hers and kissed her passionately on the lips as I carefully entered her cave of delights for the first time since the eighth month of her pregnancy. It was like entering a new, but somehow familiar entrance.

I knew that her pussy had undergone a transformation during pregnancy and labor, but I wasn't expecting that it would be so cavernous. Where my cock could barely fit inside her before, it now wrapped around my massive, black appendage like a well-oiled glove. I stretched her in ways that she hadn't been stretched since the birth.

"Do it!" She mewled, lifting her legs up and clasping them around my strong waist.

She began playing with her breasts and squirting her milk up into my mouth. I did my best to catch every last drop and I slowly moved my cock deeper and deeper into her newly-stretched womb. Every time I expected to bottom out, I found myself going deeper. Her cervix parted lovingly for my over-sized cock, recognizing its dominant master. But even that wasn't enough to slow my freight train of a cock down.

"Deeper! Oh God, yes!" Katie started babbling incoherently as my cock plunged deep into her bottomless well. By the time I had buried him to the hilt, he was ready to release his pent-up cum deep inside her fertile womb.

"Squirt your cum in me, I want you to knock me up again. I want your baby!"

Hearing those words made my cock twitch. I wanted nothing more than to impregnate my Katie. Over the last year I had become very protective of her. Not stifling, she could go wherever she wanted without my permission - unlike her husband. But she was so petite and small that I felt as if she was my charge. After all, I was the one responsible for rescuing her from Mark - something she constantly reminded me of. I wanted no harm to come to her.

After my cock had been buried to the hilt, I slowly brought it out. I couldn't believe how wet she was. Her pussy may have been stretched, but her wall muscles clung to my cock like it the only thing on the planet that mattered.

When my cock had left her pussy, she activated what we called "panther mode" and began kissing me hard, digging her nails into my back. I loved when she did this. There were certain things that set her off and I wasn't sure what they were as they could change. But when in this mode, she was like a bitch in heat who would stop at nothing to get what she wanted.

"Shove it back in me!" She demanded, the weak, helpless kitten in her having been replaced by a strong, self-assured panther. "I want you to split my cervix and ram your black rod all the way into my ovaries and then drench them with your dominant, virile cum. Don't stop until you've taken me!"

I loved it when the dominant, take-no-prisoners Katie surfaced and took over. It was like fucking a completely different woman. I called this woman, "Kat."

"Submit to me, Kat!" I brought my hand across her face lightly. I felt her body relax as she submitted to my dominant, black manhood. We kissed passionately and I felt her breast milk coat our bodies and spill onto the sheets. We were making a mess, but neither of us cared.

My pace quickened as her lust became contagious. I loved my Katie, whether a kitten or panther and I wanted nothing more than to fulfill all of her needs. If she needed me to drink her breast-milk and knock her up while she was still lactating, who was I to argue?

"Spill it!" she said huskily. "Spill your dominant man-seed into my ovulating cervix. I want to carry your baby in me."

Those words drove a nail into my brain and my cock thrust in and out of her pussy. Closer and closer to the edge I drove and my dick and I became one. With great effort, I slammed my black dick as deep into her welcoming cervix as I could manage. I could even picture my cum splattering over her eggs, as I impregnated her.

"You ready?" I asked through clenched teeth.

She nodded and offered her breasts.

I threw my arms around her body and tightened my grip and I lost all control of my cock. I needed release so bad that I couldn't stop this freight train no matter what.

"Impregnate me," she whispered in my ear as she was pinned to the bed, her arms held to her side by mine. "Make me yours."

"You're already mine," I grunted as the most powerful torrent of sperm shot into her unprotected womb. Spurt after hot spurt, I emptied my seed into her as our sweat and bodies grinded together. It was the most intense climax I had ever had. Somewhere in the back of my brain, I realized that she was having her own earth-shattering climax.

It took several minutes before we had come down enough to be able to talk and unwind ourselves.

"Wow!" She said. "I never knew you wanted to impregnate me that much."

I smiled down at her as she was still trying to catch her breath. "I'll knock you up 'till the end of time, girl. On that, you can best believe."

"I'm sure you will," she wiggled her arms free and plastered me with her warm, tasty mother's milk.

"Save some for the baby," I said playfully as I nursed and suckled her offering.

"The big or little one?" she cooed as she pulled me to her, nestling my head on her stomach.

Touche, Katie, touche!

Knocking up the Wet Nurse

Nikita Storm

"Remember honey, make sure she has all the right qualifications," my wife reminded me just as the doorbell rang.

"Sure, I'll handle it, no problem," I eased her mind as I shut the phone cover and answered the door.

Since my wife had been called away on business at the last moment, she wasn't able to be here personally to interview our new wet-nurse, Suzie. So, naturally, it fell to me. Other than a list of questions she wanted me to cover, I had no idea what I was doing, but seeing as this meant a lot to her, I set aside my fears and agreed.

"Hello," a voice squeaked on the other side of the door as I opened it. "Is this the Bernard residence? I'm here for --"

"Oh, I'm really sorry, miss," I sighed and started to close the door, "we only accept adults for this position. I'm sure you can understand."
Damn
! She might be able to understand, but my wife was going to be furious.

"No, wait!" she said, putting her foot in-between the door and the frame. "I'm old enough. Here, look," she quickly dug through her purse and brought out her ID. "See."

I studied the card closely, knowing how easy it was to fake. "According to this, you're nine-teen." I scrutinized her body, realizing for the first time how utterly gorgeous she was.

Suzie nodded and smiled, her whole face lighting up.

My heart raced in my chest as I thought about the predicament. "You sure don't look it," I said as I swung open the door and invited her in.

She was barely five-feet tall, had long, carefully braided dark hair, couldn't have weighed more than a hundred pounds soaking wet and had a very cute, pixie-like face. The only thing that didn't match her petite frame was her large breasts. I couldn't help but stare at them as I realized that she was lactating. If there was one thing in the world that turned me on, it was lactating ladies.

"Uh...sir?" she stopped at the entrance and looked up at me, confusion written all over her.

"Oh," I said red-faced, realizing that she had caught me staring at her delectable breasts. "I was just uh..." I stepped aside, trying to save face, "measuring your..." oh boy, this was going from bad to worse, "uh capabilities!" I blurted out.

She shook her head and entered. I looked around to see if anyone had caught our exchange and then closed the door behind her. My palms were sweaty and my dick was rock-hard. The last thing I needed was to be attracted to my wife's wet-nurse. That would just overly-complicate things.