33-Pack CHEATING Megabundle (44 page)

The more I smelled her, the weaker I became and the more I needed to smell her. I didn't know this person, but I felt a deep connection to her as though we were communicating over vast distances. The molecules in her pussy were speaking to the molecules in my panties and whispering to me, telling me what to do.

The word they spoke? "Obey." That's it; one word. The more I lapped up her scent, ingesting and mixing it into my body, the stronger it became. That was when I had the very strong, very sudden desire to insert her panties into my pussy, mixing my submissive scent with her dominant one.

Something in the back of my mind told me that I had to resist this. I didn't know why and I wasn't sure that I wanted to, but I knew somehow that if I didn't, I wouldn't be resisting much of anything anymore.

"No, I won't!" I defiantly said as took the panties out of my mouth.

That startled my husband who was having a good wank. "Won't what, dear?" He asked.

"I won't submit." I said breathlessly. "I can't."

"Submit to who?" He was treating me like I had some kind of mental disorder. I didn't, but things seem to be very hazy.

"I..." I tried to formulate my thoughts into words, but found I couldn't. "I don't know." I looked him in the eyes. "Am I going crazy?"

He shrugged like it didn't bother him any. "I really don't know. Who or what are you supposed to be doing?"

"The woman," I said, pointing at the panties. "She wants me to wear them. To press them up inside my vagina..."

"Why would she want something like that?" He asked, his hand stroking faster and faster.

"She wants me to mingle my submissive scent with her dominant scent."

"So," he said non-chalontly. "What's the problem."

His lack of empathy was very irritating. "Because if I do, I'll become her submissive. I know it sounds stupid, but I feel that through her scent she is weakening my resolve. Weakening my ability to fight back."

"But you don't really want to fight back, do you?" He said soothingly.

I shook my head. "No. I just want to do what she wants me to."

"Then do it," he said. "I'll be here just in case anything goes wrong."

I closed my eyes and unconsciously brought the panties to my nose and inhaled.

He laid me back on the bed and helped me out of my shirt and panties, exposing my ultra-wet pussy. I don't know why, but this whole thing was making me extremely horny. It's like I had no control over my sex drive.

"That's it," he said, taking the woman's dominant panties from my hands. "Put these on and you'll feel much better."

I couldn't resist anymore. The fight had gone out of me. I didn't know what was going on, but whatever it was, I had lost. With the panties snug around my waist, I instinctively reached down and pressed them into my crotch. Instantly, I could feel my will give and all my power transferred to her.

"Obey," the voice came again, but louder in my mind.

"Obey who?" I whispered, not caring if I sounded like a lunatic.

"Your husband. Do not question him. Do not fight him. Obey his every word. You will no longer listen to me, instead, you will listen to him."

I nodded as tears ran down my cheeks.

*****

I can't quite recall what happened after that, all I remember is my husband coming into the room.

"Honey, you're awake!" He said cheerily.

"Yeah, how long have I been out?" My mouth was completely dry, I had to pee like a racehorse and I was starving.

"Twelve hours," he shrugged as though it was no big deal.

"Twelve hours!" I sat bolt upright in bed. That's when I saw her. The most stunning red-head I had ever laid eyes upon. I wasn't interested in her sexually, but I could see that many men would be. "Who is she?"

"Her?" He pointed to the red-haired goddess. "She's my girlfriend. How are you feeling?"

"Your girlfriend?" I wrinkled my brow. "But you're married--"

"It's okay," he said soothingly, "she's going to be living with us. Amy, this is my wife, Becky. Honey, this is Amy, my girlfriend."

"Nice to meet you, Becky," Amy said, stepping closer. She whispered into my husband's ear and I caught it. "Are you sure this is working?" He nodded in response. I wasn't sure what they were talking about, but it made me feel uncomfortable.

"Same to you," I replied, smiling. "Honey," I turned to my husband, "where is she going to sleep?"

"Oh, that." He waved away my concern. "She's going to be sleeping in our bed."

"Our marriage bed?" I couldn't believe he was being so cavalier about this. He didn't even ask me.

"Yeah," he turned to his girlfriend while still talking to me, "you don't have a problem with it, do you?"

I tried to say no. I really did. I wanted to have a problem with him bringing a strange woman - his lover - into my home and allowing her the full run of the place including our bed. But I just couldn't quite formulate any thoughts against the idea.

"Well, no, I guess not." I watched his face light up.

"Good," he said, "now take off your clothes, we're going to have a threesome. I want to knock you two young ladies up. I'm going to put a baby in your wombs."

Again, I couldn't think of any reason to say no. It was like my mind drew a blank. You know like when someone asks you for something and you have no real reason why they can't have it? That was the feeling I got.

"I have to relieve myself first. Why don't you two get started," I said as I rushed to the restroom. If I didn't go now, I was going to pee all over the place. While I was in there, I kept the door ajar to see if I could listen in on their conversation.

"Do you think the Gypsy's panties worked?" I heard Amy ask.

"Sure, can't you tell? Do you want to try them?"

"Nuh uh!" She said and they both laughed. "You can smell mine, though," she said in a mischievous voice.

So was that what happened? I was under some kind of magic spell from a Gypsy? Figures that my husband would do something like that. I knew it was too late to resist, so I quickly joined my new family. At least they didn't kick me to the curb.

"Look at her, honey, isn't she gorgeous?" My husband was awfully proud of his new girlfriend's body.

"Yes, she is. But I don't understand how you're going to knock me up, dear, I'm not ovulating."

He smiled and turned to Amy with a 'watch this' look. "Can you tell when you're fertile?"

I nodded.

"You are now fertile," he said. "You are at the peak of your ovulation cycle and the moment a man's sperm enters your womb, you will become pregnant. Feel any different?"

At first, I didn't. But then my breasts started becoming tender. I smelled my scent and it had changed. I don't know how he did it, but I believe I had actually started to ovulate. I started to wonder how much of my body he could control, but shoved that thought aside. I probably didn't want to know.

"I think...I think I'm fertile!"

"That's great, Di, I'm fertile, too. We're both going to have his babies," Amy said happily as she shimmied out of her clothes.

She was a tall, green-eyed red-head who could've had her pick of any guy out there. I quickly undressed and we silently compared bodies. Mine was curvaceous, with large breasts and short, while she was tall, thin and lanky. Her breasts were small and pert. Just the opposite of mine.

"Now, which of you two ladies wants to suck my cock first?" He asked as he put his arms around both of us.

"I want to see how your wife does it. She knows how to please you, maybe I can learn something from her."

Wow, Amy looked up to me? That was cool. Maybe we'd get along good.

I kneeled on the floor and took his large, hot cock into my hungry mouth. I was still horny from the Gypsy's panties and I needed relief bad. I looked up and saw that he had Amy crushed to his chest and he was running his hands all over her tiny breasts while kissing her passionately on the mouth. I concentrated on pleasing his cock.

Slowly I descended upon his already rigid tool. He stiffened as he felt my mouth wrap around it. I smiled, knowing that I still had it. I bobbed my head up and down, applying suction to his turgid cock. I'd suction, then release, suction, then release. I knew it drove him crazy.

A moment later, Amy joined me worshiping his love stick. "Does he like it fast or slow?" She asked.

"Both," I said, coming up for air. "Start off slow and then work faster and faster. If you do it right you can get him to blow his load in your mouth. Easier to clean up that way."

She put her hand over her mouth and giggled. "It's going to be so cool to have both of us walking around the house pregnant with his babies. I'm looking forward to it. Aren't you?"

I thought about that for a moment as I let his cock slip out of my mouth. I can't say that I was looking forward to it, but I wasn't opposed to it. Perhaps neutral would be the right word. "If it's what he wants, I want it to," I said as she began stroking his balls.

"Whoa there, girls," he said as he gently pushed us away from his throbbing cock. "If you two want to get knocked up, you're going to have to stop sucking and lay down."

We both climbed into the king-sized bed, kicked the covers to the ground and laid beside each other, spreading our legs for our master's eyes. She wasn't under the Gypsy's spell, she was under his charm. I could tell by the way she acted.

"Ah, which one of you ladies shall I impregnate first?" He asked, rubbing his hands together like a kid on Christmas morning trying to decide which of his presents to open first.

"Why not both?" I said, breathlessly. I wanted him to stuff his big, fat cock into my tight pussy. Even after years of marriage I still loved to feel my husband's dick sliding in and out of my greased-up love tunnel. He could still make my legs quiver and my mind turn to mush.

"That sounds like an excellent idea. Honey, why don't you start lactating so I can play with your milky breasts while we fuck."

"Lactate? You want my breasts to grow large and milky?" I asked, perplexed. This was a new side of him that I'd never seen before.

"Look, Mark! Take a look at her breasts! They're growing!" Amy propped herself up on her elbows and pointed at my large, pillowy breasts.

"You're right!" Mark said excitedly as he watched my boobs get fuller and fuller until it looked like they were going to burst. He quickly dived down to my breasts and began suckling on my tender boobs. It felt so good to have someone empty my milk-filled breasts.

I felt Amy's hand guide his cock to my slick entrance as he pushed once and was in. His familiar cock felt good inside me. I was going through so many changes that I felt out of place, but having my husband inside me was a relief.

He sucked and drank the milk from my now-milky breasts as his fat cock settled all the way into my cavernous pussy. I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him to me as I always did and hugged him to my motherly breasts. His cock felt so good inside me and his lips on my breast that I wanted to keep him in my arms all night. But he had his girlfriend to service, so I reluctantly let him slide out of my fertile pussy.

"Suck it off," he commanded his girlfriend and stuck his cock soaked with my juices in her face.

Oh God, this was hot, I thought as I brought my fingers down to my folds. I watched as she sucked and licked my husband's fertile-cum-soaked cock. I moaned in orgasm watching her suck and drink my cum. I nearly had a heart-attack when he leaned over, grabbed a mouthful of my mother's milk and pushed it into his girlfriend's mouth. That was honestly the hottest thing I'd ever seen.

As my husband plowed his lover's small pussy with his engorged cock, I suddenly wondered what my milk tasted like. Diverting a small stream into my mouth, I clamped my lips down around my own large breast and - for the first time - enjoyed the taste of my own lactating breast milk. It was so warm and sweet. I could drink this stuff forever.

After plowing his girlfriend, he pressed his cock against my slick opening and I moved my fingers away as he pushed in. This time he didn't stop where he usually did.

"What are you doing?" I said as I felt a sharp pain.

"Pushing into your cervix. You don't mind, do you?" He said smiling.

I shook my head. He did the same thing to me that he did to his girlfriend; he brought a mouthful of my succulent breast juice to my lips and sprayed it into my mouth. It wasn't long before I was cumming around his cock.

Soon, he announced that he was ready to cum. "Who wants it first?"

"I think your wife deserves it for being such a good trooper," Amy sweetly said. She was such a good girl; I think I rather liked her.

"Thank you," I said and leaned over and kissed her on the lips. I didn't intend to do that, but I just had a strong feeling I should.

"Hey," Mark said as he positioned his cock at my entrance, "I was just thinking you should do that! I want you two to kiss passionately while I squirt in your unprotected wombs and knock you up. Think you can handle that?"

I never took my lips off Amy's. Unlike a man's, hers felt so soft and pliable; so sensuous. She wrapped her arms around me and we caressed each other's faces as I felt my husband shove his dominant impregnation wand in my ovulating cervix. Her breasts pressed up against mine as our lips and tongues danced around each other's mouths.

Out of the corner of my eye, I watched my husband scrunch up and contort his face as he let out a loud grunt and shoved his cock deep in my pussy. I felt his hard cock swell before dumping his potent seed in my unprotected married womb. Squirt after squirt I felt him pump into me and I wondered if he was going to save any for his lady.

I didn't have to worry about that, however, as after about three squirts of his dominant, masculine man juice, he pulled out, held his shaft until he could sink it in his girlfriend's and then came inside her.

"You wanna smell my scent?" I asked my husband who was deep in the throes of orgasm. He nodded his head and I brought my panties up to his nostrils. "Inhale deeply, dear."

He did and I smiled as somewhere I thought I could hear a Gypsy cackle.