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I Supported the War
by Dr.T (waucondaone@nctv.com)
***
Jill was a 17-year-old bride whose husband was shipped
off to Iraq shortly after they were married. Her and
her husband Jeff were friends of mine and he asked that
I look after her. I did just that, and more. (MFF,
cheat, reluc, rom, preg)
***
Chapter 1
About six months ago my buddy Jim left to fight the
terrorist war over in Iraq. He and his wife had moved
here to be closer to his reserve unit. They did not
know hardly anyone around here except for me.
He was in the reserves and his unit gotten called up
for a one year hitch over in the so called war zone. He
had been married since he and his wife graduated from
high school and he was the only close companion she had
nearby.
It was hard to see her watch him leave on the large
airplane that took him and his unit away to such a far
off place. She was clearly and really a basket case for
the next couple months. They didn't have any kids yet
and she was only 17 years old.
They had been trying for a baby and he had told me
several times that she had gone off the Pill in their
efforts to have one. Her name was Jill and she seemed
devastated. She turned to me and said, "I didn't know
how I am going to survive a year all by myself without
my husband."
**
A few weeks later she met a girl at work was new to the
area. Her name was Robin and she and her husband moved
here from California. Robin was about two years older
than Jill, and Robin said husband was about four years
older. Almost at once Jill wanted me to meet Robin and
her husband, Tom.
We hit it off from the very first time I met them as we
chatted with each other. Robin reminded me a lot of
Jill. She was blonde, cute, and seemed independent. She
always dressed nice and had a really good sense of
humor. I looked forward to seeing more of them as it
did make me realize that my friend's wife did not have
to rely on just my friendship... that she now found a
new girlfriend to share her life with.
I found Tom to be a very easy-going guy and quite
friendly. A month went by and Robin and Jill began
spending a lot of time together at work.
I soon learned, like Jill and my buddy Jim that Robin
and Tom were also trying to get pregnant. They had been
married for a couple of more years than Jim and Jill,
but for some reason not clear they did not seem to be
able to connect one of Robin's eggs with one of Tom's
fish.
Almost from the beginning I had begun taking my buddy's
wife to Lunch.
Our lunches were always fun as we went to different
places each day to try out all the different types of
foods. And as the time wore on we became more
comfortable with each other, we sort of bonded and
started telling our most private secrets to each other.
Within a couple weeks after the first little secret was
told, we both knew about everything the other person
ever did. It was fun to have somebody to chat with and
tell all your little secrets to.
We got along so well with Tom and Robin that we began
socializing with them. Jill and Robin were getting
along exceptionally well, and Tom and I began bicycling
together and doing other things that men do together.
Robin and Tom began coming over to Jill's condo to get
together with us a couple of times a week, Two months
had passed since Jim had left.
It had seemed like an eternity but Robin seemed to have
really helped Jill through it all. They had only known
each other for less than a month but we all had become
the best of friends. Robin knew how lonely Jill was at
night. The opportunity came and went for Jill and I to
move in together but I could not bring myself to fuck
my buddy's wife at this time.
Robin kept asking Jill to go out with her and her
husband. Jill always refused as she just didn't think
it would be right to go out and enjoy herself at night
while her Jim was over there in that far off place
dodging suicide bombers and bullets. I, too, missed Jim
a lot. I began spending more and more time at Jill's
condo and we began sharing our loneliness for Jim
together.
One night I stopped off at the local liquor store and
bought some wine to take to Jill's condo. She had been
fixing Dinner for the two of us each night that I came
over to spend time with her. I had not reciprocated in
any way by furnishing anything in the line of food,
because she had insisted that as long as I watched
after her with Jim being gone, this was the least she
could do to me in appreciation.
Her eyes, when I knocked on her door and she opened it
to let me in, flashed almost instant approval as soon
as she saw the four bottles of Kosher wine that I had
bought to go with our meal, and to sip afterwards as we
watched the rental movies I had also obtained for this
evening's activity.
She had prepared a green salad that resembled a Chef's
Salad and when she saw the wine, she went to the
kitchen and prepared various slices of cheese to go
with the wine. She then excused herself, saying that if
we were going to enjoy ourselves like this that she
wanted to dress for the occasion.
She went into her bedroom and about 10 minutes later
she emerged in hot pants shorts that enhanced her
creamy white thighs. She had chosen to leave her
midriff bare and had tied a halter top across her lower
chest just below her quite firm appearing breasts.
She had applied a fresh coat of ruby red lipstick to
her gorgeous lips, as if to enhance her wantonness or
to look good for me. Her hair had been released from
the bun she normally wore, and now it flowed down
across her shoulders, the ends barely teasing the
bottoms of her breasts. It was about all I could do to
remember that this lovely creature actually belonged to
my best buddy who was overseas serving his country in
uniform.
I went to the kitchen and got some water glasses and
poured our wine for Dinner. Jill was somewhat
astonished that I had poured so much wine, but I
assured her that instead of water, or Kool-Aide to
drink we would drink our wine in true Jewish or Italian
custom.
She was very naive and had never been exposed to this
sort of consumption. She took her glass of wine and
quickly drank it completely down, almost gulping it. I
quickly admonished her for doing this and poured her
another glass of wine. She apologized, saying she did
not know, and we then sat down to our evening meal. We
ate and visited about her day and how she continued to
miss Jim.
As we began finishing our meal, Jill's glass of wine
was empty, so I got up and got the bottle to replenish
her glass. So far she had drank about 3 glasses of the
red stuff, to my one less than full glass. This pouring
gave her nearly two quarts of it when she finished her
glass this time. It was apparent that this little
emancipated, married teenager had never gained any
experience around alcohol.
Jill had prepared some fresh grapes for fruit tonight.
I could see that the wine was now affecting her balance
as she arose to go and get the grapes. I stood
immediately to keep her from falling down and she began
to lurch forward as if to fall. I caught her just
before she fell, and she wrapped her arms about my
neck. I could feel her bra-less breasts as she slid
against me, her arms holding me in a neck hug. I
reached down and steadied her, cupping her ass cheeks
with my hands to hold her against me in support.
Against my will, her body warmth awakened the snake in
my groin, and I could feel my cock begin to get hard as
her mound of paradise rubbed against me. She apparently
felt it, too. Holding her up with my arms around her,
she then pulled my lips to hers as if she wanted to
kiss me. I lowered my lips and they were met with her
probing tongue as if she wanted to French me.
I gave in to lust at that point and soon we were
attacking each others tonsils. I could feel her hands
at my belt, undoing it and unsnapping my jeans. I
answered her desires by undoing the snap on her shorts
and untying the knot on her tank top beneath her tits.
Once released, my pants began to drop down my legs of
their own volition. Jill was holding onto my neck as if
she could no longer stand on her own, and I slipped her
hot pants down, and soon they were also falling of
their own free will. She was not wearing panties, and I
had not put on shorts that morning beneath my pants, so
our bare skin began slipping against each other. My now
hard cock was poking at her lower belly as I pulled
back and removed her tank top.
We both pulled back and stepped out of our released
clothing. Jill sighed in wonderment at my now hard
staff pointing at her nakedness. She reached out and
cupped my balls and pulled my cock to her bare pubes. I
reached out and swooped her into my arms and carried
her to the couch where I lay her on her back before
laying on top of her. She opened her legs as I slid
over on top of her and in my drunkenness I began poking
my cock at her now wet sex.
She obviously was very horny in her somewhat drunken
stupor. As soon as my cock touched her hot wetness, its
seepage of pre-cum began wetting her vulva lips and her
heat seemed to pull me into her hot lust. It only took
one probing and I could feel my balls slap against her
anal cavity as she seemed to suck and consume my entire
babymaker into her tummy. Jill began a ravenous surging
of her tongue and mouth against my lips and mouth.
I had released all of two months of horny passion
within her as she consumed my stiff woody into her cave
of passion. I did not even consider a condom or the
fact she was not on the Pill in my drunken state of
lust with this now naked beauty that was married to my
buddy. The more I plundered into her heated depths the
wilder she became. She began to bite at my neck,
scratch at my naked back and suck on my tongue as she
exploded in wanton and drunken lust against me. I
reached down and pulled at her naked ass cheeks,
pulling her pubes hard against me as I continued to
piston my cock into her hot wetness.
I could feel her seem to get an explosion in her pussy
almost continuously. I could feel her juices seep down
across her anal cavity from her heated depths with my
cock deep in her as I cupped her ass cheeks beneath her
and poked my fingers into her dirt path.
As I bottomed out against her cervix with my cock, I
could feel the fresh wetness of her released fluids
bathing my balls as they hit her anal cavity and the
ends of my fingers poking it, finger-fucking her
asshole in lust as she squirmed in that same state of
affairs beneath me.
She did not seem to realize that it was me, not Jim
that was fucking her. I began to realize this when she
began murmuring something about making a baby in her.
At first I did not understand what she was saying, and
then it dawned on me....she and Jim had been trying to
get pregnant and she was in the throes of possibly
being bred. Obviously she had never been fucked before
by anyone other than Jim and now in her drunken state,
she thought it was Jim that had his cock in her pussy.
"Fuck me, fuck me, love me, Honey," she murmured up to
me as I lay my head on her shoulder, sliding my
hardness into her depths and biting her neck to give
her my mark of lust. "Give me your baby," she cried and
then I could feel the boilermaker emerge from my balls
and all I could do was to slide into her to the hilt
and squirt all my babymakers deep into her womb.
She exploded once more in deep lust and wrapped her
naked white thighs across my bare buttocks, locking her
ankles to hold my now softening cock in her hot now
fertilized garden. I pulled up and looked down on her.
She was a mess of wantonness, her lipstick smeared, her
hair in disarray as she lay there in perfect
contentment. I reached down and kissed her full on the
lips and as I did so, she opened her eyes.
I could see a tear start to form as she then realized
that it had been me, and not Jim, fucking her. I then
gently kissed away the tear as I felt my now shrinking
cock slip from the folds of her pussy in our mixed cum
fluids. She released her hold on my upper torso and I
could feel her thighs release from their locked
position across my bare ass.
I had to pee, so I pulled up and off her. She was
clearly a beast of beauty in her nakedness with my cum
beginning to seep from her baby factory to puddle
beneath her bare ass.
I reached down and pulled her up to stand. She said she
had to pee real bad also, so I helped her to walk to
the toilet. I sat on the toilet and she sat on my lap
facing me and soon our combined piss was pouring into
the toilet as she peed between my thighs.
We wiped ourselves dry and then went back to the living
room. She shocked me somewhat, saying that she was
grateful that we had fucked as with Jim's leaving she
had developed such horniness that she was about ready
to fuck herself with a broomstick. I advised her that I
had not wanted to fuck her because Jim and I were so
close friends, but perhaps it was for the best that we
did fuck, because I had gone for some time without
having sex as well and was getting rather horny. I then
told her that I did not want to fuck some woman I did
not know because of my fear of catching an STD.
It then dawned on me... we had just fucked bareback. I
advised her of the possible outcome of doing it llike
this, but she just smiled, saying that there was a good
possibility that one of her eggs was meeting my fishy
at that moment because tonight was the beginning of
that time of the month for her. We stood as we came
together in an act of love and as my soaked cock slid
against her wet pubic mound, we decided that we had to
do something right away so we could do more of this.
That night I did not leave her condo, and I fucked her
4 more times, cumming in her each time as if to ensure
her pregnancy by me.
**
The next morning we awoke naked in each other's arms.
She got up and fixed our breakfast, got dressed and she
left for work. She wanted me to move in with her and
left a key to her condo on the table, so I could move
my stuff from my apartment in here. Thank goodness I am
self-employed and had the time to take off and move my
stuff. That noon as we met for Lunch, I had already
moved all my things into her condo and advised her of
this.
She grabbed my hand and lovingly advised that she was
extremely pleased with the occurrences of the night
before and was looking forward to my husbanding and
possibly breeding her for the next few months, at
least. I felt like a heel, having fucked and possibly
knocked up my best friend's wife while he was off
serving his country.
In a way I hoped that I had impregnated her, but if I
had I don't know if I wanted to keep this secret from
him as she could always claim that the baby "came
late". Yet this little married vixen had definitely
turned me on to the point that I might want to keep her
for myself and maybe create some siblings for this
first baby, if in fact she was pregnant from last
night's fucking.
**
That night as she returned home, I was already waiting
for her. I had fixed our meal of fried oysters and
French fries and had chilled the wine for our
consumption. I was waiting for her in the nude because
I fully planned to fuck her before we began eating at
least once. She no more got in the door and she saw me
waiting naked for her, my cock beginning to expand into
its hardness.
I had seen her drive up to put her car in the carport
and I hurriedly lit the candles on the table, to make
this Dinner one to remember for her as my first Dinner
after she and I had decided to develop and consummate
our love for each other. She dropped her briefcase and
began disrobing at once. As soon as she got naked, I
was containing her in my arms as I gently lowered her
to the thick carpet. Then we were fucking like there
was no tomorrow and once again I flooded her womb with
my babymakers.
We then got up and after wiping the excess cum from her
pussy lips and from my now softening cock, we went to
the table to eat. She sat on my lap as we proceeded to
finger our food to each other. We got all sorts of
messy from the fried oyster oil, and I learned a new
"dip" for French fries--it is called pussy juice. You
stick a French fry into a hot wet pussy and then eat it
in all its sweetness. She did the same with the pre-cum
seepage from my now hard cock.
When we had finished eating, I tried to once more fuck
her to give her another load. But she stopped me,
advising that she had told Robin of our new living
arrangement, and that she, Robin and Tom were coming
over to visit us that very evening.
We then dressed into a decent set of clothing and no
more got dressed and the doorbell rang. I went to open
the door and there stood Robin, with Tom coming up the
walk behind her. Robin threw her arms around me and
congratulated me on becoming a new daddy....apparently
Jill had told her all about our fucking and then began
bragging about how I had possibly bred her.
Chapter Two
God made us good, or so it says in Genesis, in the
Bible. Included in that "goodness" is the ability for a
man to fuck a woman and vice versa and impregnate her.
There is nothing whatsoever in the Bible that tells
that a man and woman become "one" must remain "one" for
the rest of their lives, or the next 50, 60, 70, etc.,
etc., years. He gave us the ability to fuck, to fuck
and make a baby, but he left it at that.
Common sense in the realm of birthing a human baby will
dictate that someone has to assist that baby to live,
as unlike other forms of the animal kingdom, babies do
not have the ability to begin walking right away or to
feed themselves.
Therefore what Jill and I had done, if in fact we had
done anything at all to develop a baby in this most
fertile of her ovulating period by my shooting my cum
into her womb, did little to require that we remained
faithful to each other. And with the exception of the
socially approved marriage contract between Jill and
Jim, there was not really any "call" for her not to
fuck me, or anyone else.
In reality, his departure for Bush's war in Iraq
amounted to little more than a case of husband
desertion if it had occurred under any other
circumstance because in fact Jim had deserted Jill, at
least temporarily. Therefore her pussy had not simply
shut down, and it was only by a learned condition
through societal and/or religious dogma that she was to
remain chaste for Jim while he was over there. It was
about like telling her that she was not to eat or sleep
because her husband was not with her.
At first I had a bit of "problem" in understanding
this. But then my reasoning took hold and with the aid
of the alcohol that I consumed, and the aid of alcohol
Jill had consumed, one thing led to another and we
found ourselves in a compromising position where her
pussy and my cock were seeking gratification. And it
just happened to be at a time that her body was
receptive to being bred.
That Jim and her had been trying to get pregnant was
one thing and it was not my fault that Jim could have
had a low sperm count condition, or failed to otherwise
impregnate his wife when they had been trying for that
condition. That Bush had declared war on Saddam Hussein
had no bearing on this little vixen's tummy being
receptive to my sperm.
The condition of the Iraq war only allowed my sperm to
be shot into her little basket of eggs deep in her
heated depths. And probably in the true sense of the
word, Jim was very possibly doing the same to some
little WAC, WAF, or WAVE in our military forces, if not
doing his share to integrate Caucasian/Negroid blood
with some little Iraqi cutie, of which he probably
would not stay over there long enough for to be able to
strut proudly about bragging about his new fatherhood.
So clearly, Jill and I could be proud of our
accomplishments of the night before. She had wanted to
get pregnant and I had been there to fertilize her egg.
That she had been too smashed to fully realize that I
was not Jim was no fault of my own. But it was very
recognizable that when she realize that it was me that
had been fucking her, she did acknowledge this and
continued with our wantonness to ensure that in fact
she was being impregnated.
Now she was all for our establishing our household
together as if to ensure that we would have plenty of
opportunity to establish our family, even if it meant
that we might drift apart after Jim returned from Iraq.
Or because we were not "tied" to each other, perhaps we
could somehow establish a three-way where if Jim was of
a low sperm count, they could continue to fuck just for
the enjoyment of it, and she and I could fuck for the
enjoyment of it AND to produce babies to be siblings to
this first baby we had just hopefully created in our
first night of fucking.
Both Robin and Jill were shining examples of God's
Creation. I did not know much about Robin, other than
what I had seen of her with Tom and many times looks
can be only skin deep. But in her anxiety of Jill's
disclosure that she, Jill, may now be pregnant thanks
to me, she could hardly contain herself in front of Tom
at the news of Jill's possible pregnancy. I began to
have my doubts as to whether all was well between she
and Tom in the sex department.
This little fox was clearly giving me that certain look
with Tom behind her and some 10 feet away. We adjourned
to the Living Room. Tom had some drinks in a paper bag
that he started to hand to Jill, but then apparently
thought better of it, volunteering to carry them into
the kitchen. Jill led him away and they were soon out
of eyeshot of Robin and I.
This little minx began licking her lips as she gazed at
me, lowering her eyes to settle on my growing cock as
it began to tent my loose Bermuda shorts as I observed
the absence of her pantyline in her hot pants. She wore
a string type halter across her ample breasts that had
been quite well used as Tom had previously described to
me in his fucking of her tits that he seem to enjoy so
much.
But before she could do anything to satisfy her
longing, Tom and Jill came back from the kitchen with
drinks for everyone. We all settled in for a game of
Monopoly.
The game started out innocent enough. But it did not
take long for I and Robin to begin to whip the
daylights out of Jill and Tom. Jill was soon broke and
Tom had just a few pieces of real estate. Jill stood up
and suggested pieces of clothing to give up in lieu of
bowing out of the game altogether. Robin seemed to
approve of the idea. Tom just shrugged at this idea and
I knew better than to try to interject anything as I
was trying to picture Robin slipping and sliding on my
hard cock, of course naked, or any other way that I
could devise to give her some of my hot sperm.
Amazingly, Jill began to recuperate in the game right
after she lost her blouse. But Robin was fairing badly.
It was not that she was playing with dice that would
not cooperate, it was that the wine was getting to her
which caused a bit of silliness to begin. She first
lost her blouse and then her skirt, and then her bra,
spilling her ample looking 36DD out into the air for
all of us to see. They were very creamy, with large
aeurols and tits that stuck out at least an inch. She
wore a thong that barely covered an obviously closely
shaved pubic mound. It was about all I could do to keep
from grabbing this little wench and slamming my
hardness into her depths, even in front of her husband.
This near nudity did not seem to faze Tom whatsoever.
At first I could not understand why it would not bother
a guy to allow his wife to be gazed at, no matter what
the circumstance. Then I suddenly realized when Tom
suggested that we all disrobe, because he and Robin
were active members of the Sunny Daze Nudist Camp
nearby.
Jill and I had never heard that these two were nudists
until just now, but we readily disrobed to join our new
friends in the buff. In the process, Jill sat on Tom's
lap and began rubbing his now hardening cock. It did
not bother me because she was already pregnant with my
baby, so I welcomed this new movement of these two,
hoping that they would stay busy enough for me to fuck
Robin.
Robin was obviously quite hammered. She had become
naked in the process of the game and she was just
fucked up enough to not really care if a dick, any
dick, slipped into her hot wetness. She was begging for
cock and when she saw mine as stiff as it was, she
attacked me. There was no preliminaries with all of us
already nude, and she sat on my lap with my hardness
slipping into her hot wetness in one sliding. I began
fucking in earnest, as Robin sucked on the nape of my
nick in unbridled lust.
I could imagine the hickeys that were being formed as I
tried to poke a hole in her uterus with the helmet of
my cock. The wine had started to need to be released
and I felt a hot wetness engulf the base of my cock and
my balls as I realized she was peeing on me in her
uncontrolled excitement. This caused me to plunder her
even more as that hot wetness seemed to flood my groin.
The heat from it touched off those little swimmers
trying to get out of my scrotum, and then it
happened....I was shooting them deep into her baby-
making belly. Tom and Jill were finished fucking.
Tom wanted more of Jill... it was the first time he had
ever fucked a pregnant woman, and they turned to Robin
and I and asked if Jill could stay the night with Tom
at his house. Robin and I were only too pleased approve
and we saw them pick up their clothes and head out the
door. As far as we knew, they walked home to Tom's
house in the middle of the night totally naked. We
really didn't care, we were too busy trying to poke out
each other's tonsils or trying to fuck each other dry
as our piss and cum were all merged and mixed into a
hot wetness that could only stain our bed and make my
bedroom smell like hot baby-making sex.
Chapter Three
I fucked Robin all night that night. Tom and Jill had
found each other very compatible and now that Jill was
hopefully pregnant, it did not matter that Tom's seeds,
if he had any, were going to do any damage to the baby
now in her belly. And Robin had sincerely wanted me to
stay with her for the night.
The next morning as we all had bathed our cum away and
assembled naked at the Breakfast table, Tom suggested
that since we seemed comfortable nude in the presence
of each other that we might also enjoy a day at the
Sunny Daze camp. Jill surprised me in that she got very
excited about the idea and soon the women were packing
a picnic lunch together for our outing.
I wore a pair of boxer shorts without underwear. Tom
donned a rain poncho and was bare underneath it. The
women slipped into bathing suit cover-ups without the
bathing suits underneath. We took Tom's new Dodge van
with Tom and Jill sitting in the front seats and Robin
and I sharing a seat in the back. It was not long that
we were on the road but what Robin had removed my
shorts and was sitting on my lap with my hard rod
poking at her uterus deep inside her as we rode along
in traffic on the I-5 Freeway in the middle of Los
Angeles. Thank God for tinted glass windows!
Once at the Sunny Daze, Robin decidedly wanted to clean
up from all the cum I had shot into her lovely nest
before we went out onto the grounds and fixed up our
picnic area. I followed her to the shower and helped
her to rinse off the cum seeping from her pussy that I
had planted in her, while the others carried the
blankets and ice box over to a good picnicking area
where they had set up their small travel trailer that
they used when they stayed overnight at camp. By the
time Robin and I got through, they had set up the
lounge chairs and had broken open a couple of beers for
refreshments.
Upon our meeting the other two, Robin sought love in
the arms of her husband Tom and Jill responded by
slipping her arm around my waist. I had shot so much
sperm into Robin that my cock remained soft. I could
see Tom begin getting hard as Robin caressed him and
soon those two were fucking right there in the park.
I could easily detect as to why Robin had not been able
to get pregnant from Tom... he barely made it to the
hilt in her before he was grunting and groaning his
ejaculation into her depths --the poor girl did not
even have a chance to cum, herself. They began
fighting... Robin was definitely "pissed" at his early
ejaculation. She apparently was comparing his loving to
mine that she had been experiencing the night before
and this morning.
She cut short the fight by telling him to go find
someone else to fuck that he did not obviously know how
to show respect for a woman. With that, he arose and we
watched him head out across the nudist camp by himself.
This left me with two gorgeous nudist and horny women.
My cock was still at its depleted state, so rather than
try to rehabilitate it, we decided to go up to the
swimming pool and get refreshed.
I had never before experienced the double fondling of
two naked women in a skinny-dipping scenario before,
and they made it worse by making me the sandwich
material between the two of them as white slices of
bread. It was not long before I began feeling those old
familiar urges in the pit of my stomach that I wanted
to do more than just skinny-dip with these two hot
women, and we soon returned to our blanket picnic area
and the trailer.
Chapter 4
For all practical purposes, the rest of the day we
could just as well have remained home. Both Jill and
Robin kept my cock soft and my balls began to ache from
having to produce so much cum.
Tom did not return until late and it was obvious that
this machismo character hated my guts for being able to
satisfy his wife better than he could. That he hauled
us all home was a bit of a miracle, and there was no
communication between him and the rest of us as we rode
in silence. When we got home, the women came over to my
house.
Later that night we saw Tom loading his van with his
personal effects, and a little later we saw him leave.
We never saw him again. About a month later Robin got
some divorce papers in the mail, Tom had given up and
was giving her everything, as he was going to live with
his parents back east. It was only about a month later
that the girls began to suspect something as they both
had missed their periods.
A visit to the local drug store for pregnancy testing
kits revealed that my little fish had been busy. I and
Jill were legally husband and wife, having been married
in California, secretly, so that her military benefits
would not be taken. The following weekend the 3 of us
headed to Las Vegas and we made Robin my wife, there as
well. Now when the babies were born, each would have a
legal daddy. That California was a different
jurisdiction than Nevada, both marriages were clearly
legal as long as the girls did not file a complaint
against me for bigamy.
We lived a very erotic lifestyle. Upon my marriage to
Robin we returned to California and I built a 20-foot
high fence around the backyard of our homes. The
swimming pool of Robin's had a sunroof built over it
and sliding glass walls around it so that we could
skinny-dip in the winter as well as the summer. As time
progressed on, the bellies of my brides continued to
swell. Almost to the day, 9 months later, after Jill
and I had fucked that first time, our little girl,
Carol, was born. A month later my daughter, Rose, from
Robin also came.
One day right after Carol was born, Jill received a
visit from a couple of Army guys in uniform. It seems
as though Jim had been blown apart by a roadside bomb
as his jeep traversed a mountain road in Afghanistan
seeking terrorists that had been training in that
country instead of Iraq. There was not enough left of
his body to even place in a coffin.
We managed to keep our marriage a secret, and about two
months later Jill received a check in the mail for
$100,000 of life insurance that Jim had taken out. She
gave it to me and I put it into a Trust for the babies
in order that they would have a college education if at
the time they had not married and they wanted to get a
college degree.
Jill, Robin, and I had already made plans for me to
take their maidenheads as soon as they reach puberty
and to work on them becoming Mommies without husbands.
If they acquire a husband when they get older, they
will forfeit their share of their college money.
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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