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Tempting John
by Obsessive John (obsessive_john@live.com)
***
John is required to go the week without cumming while
fighting off his sex starved wife, ambitious secretary
and others for the sake of impregnating his wife. Can
John succeed? (MF, rom, voy, preg)
***
Sunday Night-
Watching my wife push back at my cock always gets me
off. There I was on my knees, upright. My cock driving
into her pussy. Meeting me halfway on every penetrating
push. Her ass raised high in the air, her forehead
resting against the mattress, back arched like a feline
ready to pounce. This woman, lost in ecstasy.
My thoughts always drift to how much she loves to get
fucked, as my cock plunges into her. I have a high sex
drive thinking of fucking just about every woman with a
nice set of tits or a tight round ass I see, but
compared to her I am an amateur. It takes everything I
have to keep up with her supercharged pussy and its
extreme demands on my cock.
"Pull my hair baby!" Stacy shouted, commanding me.
Reaching down with my hand and grabbing a large handful
of her long brown hair I pulled. She loved it when I
pulled her hair. Causing a little pain while pulling
her back onto my cock.This was the cue she was about to
orgasm. With hair in hand I roughly pulled. Pulling her
head back with her hair like I was pulling back the
reigns of a charging horse. Slamming my cock into her,
slapping sounds emitting from my body hitting her firm
ass. My cock pounding against her cervix, initiating
her orgasm.
Erupting in pleasure, screaming "CUM IN ME JOHN,
NOW!!!" My cock firmly pressing against her womb's
entrance, she broke out in a massive orgasm. Her entire
channel starting to spasm around my full length sending
my cum racing, and ejecting into her anticipating
uterus.
I maintained my hold on her hair keeping her impaled on
my cock, unable to escape before I was finished cumming
inside her body. Any pain caused was not important, the
only thing that matters is depositing my seed deep
inside her body. Jerking inside her my orgasm topping
off, her pussy inhaling the remainder of my cream. My
cum flow ceasing its activity finally, pulling out and
laying down. My mind suddenly getting very sleepy.
"If you fuck me like that on Friday when I'm ovulating,
I'll get pregnant for sure." she panted, lying down
parallel to me. "You always fuck me so deep. I can feel
your cum in my womb right now. I can't wait to ovulate
and have you impregnate me. Just thinking about your
baby growing in my belly makes me so horny. It's going
to be so hard to not fuck, but the doctor did suggest
no sex for 5 days so you can build up your sperm count
for when I'm fertile." Turning on her side, she pressed
her body against me, her tits lovingly pressed at me.
As she slept I laid there awake for a little while
longer. Thoughts of babies crying and cleaning shit
filled diapers is a big turn off for me. It was a
compromise I suppose. Having her thrusting her pussy at
me and filling her with my cum felt so good. I got off
on the thought that I might be getting her pregnant, I
just didn't want to take care of a baby. I guess it was
a trade-off I had to accept.
* * *
Day 1- Monday
I wasn't prepared for work today. 7:30am was to early
for me. In fact it's early for most office jobs.
Unfortunately for me my boss is a lazy son of a bitch.
Frequenting bars and picking up whores, he often did
not make it to work until 1 or 2pm. This, as anyone
might guess left me in charge of doing his work as
well. I had no choice really being second in charge,
with the threat of being fired hung over my head should
I refuse.
Arriving in the parking lot, I pulled my car into an
open spot and started my journey inside. Near the
entrance I Spotted a women bent low, retrieving
something in her trunk got my attention. A large set of
tits, wide hips raised in the air, and begging to have
my hands wrapped around them as I pulled her back onto
my cock. The thought causing me to harden as I walked
into the building.
Attempting to hide my erection from Jen, the secretary
who worked the front desk was not a success. Noticing
my erection she gave me a sly smile. I believe most
women develop the skill to spot a hard dick by the time
they're twelve. This one was no different, and knew how
to use such an ability to her advantage.
This girl had only been here for a month. Freshly hired
out of college, this 22 year old girl was already eager
for advancement. Her ways of procuring her goals was
and is very hard to avoid. Always knowing just the
right moment to corner me, using her body as a deadly
weapon to secure her future here.
Entering my office, I dropped my briefcase on my desk,
and opened the blinds letting the sun shine in. Looking
at the morning sky my mind still fantasizing about
fucking the woman in the parking lot. I stood staring
for minutes with pornographic thoughts racing through
my mind.
Like this girl could read my mind, Jen entered my
office with an armload of folders filled with various
papers most likely needing my signature. Having removed
her sweater top and now wearing only a tight red dress,
her tits overflowing from the top. She had that
hourglass figure that only the hottest women had. A
thin upper body, large tits, and wide hips with petite
legs, a born fucking machine. Seeing her dressed like
this made me even harder.
"Good morning Sir!" Jen greeted me with a large smile.
"I have some papers that need your signature." Walking
to me she stopped on top of me, her breasts grazing my
chest. Looking down I could see down the front of her
dress. Peering between her wonderfully round tits I can
practically see her stomach. Fighting off urges from my
cock I avert my eyes after a few seconds of staring.
Lifting my hand to the folders, I cautiously take them
from her small hand.
"Thank you Jen, I'll take care of these today." I
responded, secretly afraid of what she had planned.
"I'll put them in your drop box when they're
completed."
"Thank you sir." She smiled. Not moving a step from me
she turned facing away. Expectedly something happened.
Her pen falling from her hand, hit the floor. An
obvious plan but I wasn't going to stop what was about
to happen.
"Opps, clumsy me," came the standard statement.
Watching her bend down right in front of me was very
erotic. It reminds me of the previous night, having my
cock deep in my wife, fucking her doggy-style. Jen bent
down to the floor grasping her pen. Her dress coming
up, her panty clad ass pressing into me. My hard cock
protruding from my body pressed between ass cheeks, I
was stuck in this erotic position. I know she can feel
my hard-on pressed against her ass.
I also know she likes being able to manipulate me like
this. Pushing her ass back against my cock and
squeezing it with her ass cheeks one last time she sent
a surge of pleasure through my groin. She stood up
right leaving my cock without stimulation, and turned
her head to stare me in the eyes. "Thank you Sir, I'll
be waiting for those documents." With that she left the
room, swinging her child bearing hips in a teasing
motion the entire way out.
"This is going to be a week of shit," came out of my
mouth when the door was safely closed. The Navy Seals
and their hell week can't possibly compare to the hell
that awaits me this week.
Sitting down at my desk I reviewed the paper work.
"More insurance shit already?" I sighed with disgust.
These fucking leeches never leave me alone. This isn't
even stuff I should be working on. This is my boss,
Jay's job. Probably still asleep and drunk with a few
hookers in his bed. I'm surprised he isn't broke and
this whole place bankrupt by now with how much he
spends on those whores. Trying to focus on the
paperwork and get my hard-on to subside isn't easy, but
eventually worked out after many thoughts of fat men
with hairy backs full of acne. The day went on pretty
boring after that. Paperwork and business calls.
* * *
Looking at the clock, 2pm. Jay should have been here by
now. Where the fuck is that lazy asshole. He really
needs to get here and do some of this shit. I don't get
paid enough to do two people's work. Staring at the
pile of papers my thoughts are torn to angry fantasies
of telling Jay off.
A knocking sound breaking my concentration, I look
towards the door. Is he here, finally? "Come on in
Jay." I shouted at the closed entrance to my office.
Watching the door creak, and slowly open there stood
Beth, Jay's wife. Such a sight to behold. Platinum
blonde hair that hung just below her shoulders, medium
sized but very pert tits, and some very thin hips. I
preferred them wide, but god damn, tits although not
huge, on that tiny little body drove me wild. With hips
that narrow she was bound to have an ultra tight pussy
and ass, both ripe for fucking.
"Oh, I'm sorry Beth. I thought you were Jay. Where is
he today? Drunk again?" I stood up to welcome her. She
was the bosses wife and drop dead gorgeous. Two very
good reasons in my book to be respectful.
"Hi John." She came to me with a sad look on her face.
Quickly walking around my desk, she got to me and
wrapped her arms around me resting her head on my
shoulder. "I heard from Jay's brother that he took some
whore with him out to Hawaii. That son of a bitch just
left and didn't say anything to me." She sniveled.
"I'm so sorry Beth. I'll do whatever I can for you. If
you need me for anything just let me know." I said to
her. The feeling of her body pressed tightly against
mine with her arms wrapped around me was starting to
cause a reaction in me. My cock coming to life again,
it slowly filling with blood starting to angle outwards
and press into her stomach.
"Just hold me John." she whispered. Her grip tightening
around me. I know she can feel my dick rising. Pressing
her stomach tighter against it. Her arms wandering over
by back, I can hear her breathing quicken. Frozen in
place, unable to resist out of fear of offending her
and the pleasure her body was bringing me I didn't
fight. Her arms moving to my lower back, massaging me.
Placing my hand on the side of her head I examined her
pristine hair, so beautiful and smelling of
strawberries.
Sensing my gaze she raised her head to face mine.
Noticing her move mouth closer to mine, I have no
choice. Leaning in I gently place my lips against hers.
Savoring the flavor of her lips. My hand holding her
head I bring my other up and hold her face against
mine. Our tongue's darting around each others mouth,
massaging each others. I withdraw momentarily sucking
on her lower lip as I pull back. Catching my breath I
go back for more, her mouth anticipating my hot wet
tongue.
Her lust is clear, her heaving chest and hands running
out of control. Pressing her tits against me, her hands
come around to the front of my pants, unlatching my
leather belt. In haste she Undid the button and lowered
my zipper, she broke our kiss. My cock turning into a
steel rod, I have not the will to stop her.
Forgetting my wife and the child that is supposed to be
conceived at the end of the week, I let my cock be in
charge. Beth lowering to her knee's I watched her push
my pants and underwear down over my legs to the floor
in one rough shove. My cock springing free and barely
missing her face as it flew into the open. Bouncing in
front of her it took her but a second to get a hold of
it with her eager hands.
With her hand around it and her mouth open she moves
her head forward. The same lips I had mine pressed
against were now around my hard dick. Flicking her
tongue against the tip of my dick quickly, and
continuing her decent. Inch by inch I watched myself
disappear down her throat. Her tongue licking and
rubbing against my entire length as it went down her
esophagus, this woman was a pro at cock sucking.
Oh my god I thought, as it kept going. I could feel her
throat vibrating around my cock. I'm being deep
throated! Humming as she pumped her face onto my cock
is a new experience for me. This is divine. Women like
this should be put in museums. Standing there with 8
inches of my cock down this woman's throat, the
vibrations are pushing me over the edge. My cum ready
to shoot down her throat, anxious to feel it leave my
cock, racing towards her stomach.
Then it happened, I was not prepared. The shock was
indescribable, I never saw her enter my office. "That
looks like a lot of fun, Sir," snickered the malicious
Jen.
My initial thoughts were of her telling my wife,
causing me a disastrous divorce. Quickly moving to
withdraw my cock from Beth., very displeased at the
early withdraw. Not getting to shoot its cum down this
fantastic woman's throat I removed it. "Jen, what are
you doing here!?" I questioned her as I reached for my
pants. Beth standing upright remained silent.
"Oh, sorry Sir. I just wanted to let you know you had a
phone call. It's your wife so I thought I would inform
you personally." She gave me that trademarked sly
smile; followed by an unusual wink, and quickly turned
around and left.
Beth turning to me, peered into my eyes with that same
sexual desire. "I'll see you later John, we can finish
this another time." Leaning in she kisses me forcing
her tongue in my mouth, and quickly exited, leaving me
alone in my office once more.
"Fucking Jen, God damn it." I quietly swear to myself.
My cock trapped in my pants, still hard and covered in
Beth's saliva, begging for release. Well at least I
didn't cum and that's good for my wife. Maybe I
shouldn't be so hard on her, she did do me a favor,
this time anyway. I picked up the phone and hit the
button for line 1.
"Hi honey, what's up?" Trying to sound cheerful, I
spoke into the receiver. "Ok I'll pick up some milk on
the way home. I love you too."
Hanging up the phone I'm somewhat disgusted to be taken
away from that woman and her deep-throating prowess, to
needing to pick up milk on my way home. Thoroughly
frustrated, I sat down and went back to my work, trying
to take my mind off my cock once more.
* * *
The day slowly finished, the clock reading 7pm. I could
finally go home. Being the boss sucks sometimes, if you
want to be a good one, in my opinion. I am usually the
last one to leave, along with Jen.
Gathering my things, I step out of my office, and close
the door. All the lights are off in the lobby already.
The place empty, minus Jen behind her desk. She took
note of me immediately and smiled once more. I don't
think I've ever seen her look at me with anything other
than a smile. Manipulative bitch, I thought to myself.
A positive and a negative quality all at the same time,
I'm not sure where I stood on that scale yet in my
opinion of her. On one hand she was smoking hot, my
cock demanding to be inserted into her steamy pussy
every time I gazed upon her beautiful body. On the
other hand, I knew if I did, I'd be fucked, literally
and metaphorically. She would be able to get whatever
she wanted out of me after she got me to fuck her. We
both knew it. My cock however, didn't care. It was
always interested in only one thing.
I walked over to Jen's desk, carrying the folder of
paperwork she had given me earlier. "Here's those
papers Jen. I'll leave them here in your box," I said,
honestly intending nothing sexual.
"Thank you Sir, I like it when you put things in my
box." She stared at me, her smile apparent and
hypnotizing. I have to fuck this woman. "I'm almost
done here for the night, Sir. I'm just closing up. I'm
just missing one last thing before I can go. You're not
going home so soon are you?" She asked me, while
hopping up on her desk, sitting while she faced me. Her
legs dangled, slightly spread, giving me a narrow view
of her panties. Her invitation is clear, but am I going
to accept?
Following the orders of my cock once more, I walked to
her with a purpose. Standing in front of her, I watched
as she spread her legs wide. "Do you have something
else you need to put in my box Sir? There is just
enough room."
"Yes, Jen, I think I do have something to put in your
box." The message obvious from the start, these word
games always make me smile.
"Oh, thank you sir, I've been waiting for you to help
me with this all day." Jen lustfully spoke. Her hands
coming down on opposing sides of me, one reaching
around to grab each side of my ass. Pulling me into
her, my cock firmly pressing against her pussy, alas
the cloth barriers prevented more interaction. Wrapping
her legs around me she angled her head up to mine, her
lips begging for mine. Having no desire to delay I
lowered my head to her crushing my lips against hers.
For the second time today my tongue massaged another
woman's. Her legs holding me tight, my cock threatening
to burst while being held so forcefully against her
pussy. Her arms supporting her legs in imprisoning my
body against hers.
My arms going to her sides I hold her tightly as well.
Moving my body against hers I dry hump my secretary,
keeping my mouth glued to hers. Her pink panties
sliding around threatening to be dislocated, revealing
the little slit they protected. It was an obscene sight
right out of the movies. The secretary on her desk
sitting up right, her arms and legs locked around her
boss with her dress riding up her body. Her entire
lower section revealed while her panty clad pussy is
rubbing her bosses cock through his pants.
"Ohh, mmmm, I need you inside me sir, now." The desired
words coming out of her mouth that I've been waiting to
hear all day. My cock has been begging to be deep
inside a pussy since I saw the woman bending over her
car trunk this morning. Without even thinking beyond
the moment my hands flew to my pants ready to remove
the undesired objective. Jen grinding her pussy against
me, moaning as if she were already orgasming.
RING RING, The phone cried. Who the fuck can be calling
this late? I thought disgusted. My cock having just
sprung free and being pressed at Jen's entrance still
protected by the hated pink wall. By her secretaries
instinct, Jen turned and answered the phone like she
always did. "Hello this is Jen, how may I direct your
call? Oh, Yes ma'am, just one moment."
She hit the mute button promptly. Giving me a devilish
smile, and grinding her pussy on me extra hard for her
own sick pleasure she told me. "Its your wife John!"
I love my wife, but god damn I wish this bitch would
give me some space sometimes. I have needs, my cock has
needs! With Jen's legs around me I Take the phone and
put it to my face, Jen hit the button for me with a
sadistic look. "Hi honey, what do you need?"
I listened to her request, while Jen started kissing my
neck. This girl is trouble, I should have guessed it
when I hired a girl with this kind of body. "Yes honey,
I'm listening." I tried to focus on my wife while Jen
was glued to me.
Rubbing her pussy on my cock like she wanted me to cum
in my pants right then and there. Her tits pressing
against my chest, I can barely focus on my wife without
letting her know what I was doing. "Ok honey, I'll see
you when I get home." I hung up the phone.
"You Jen, are being a bad secretary, causing all that
commotion while your boss is on the phone."
"I'm sorry Sir. I just enjoy your company so much, you
are a professional idol of mine. I enjoy everything you
have to teach me." She stated, playfully kissing me on
the neck one last time.
"I suppose I can respect that. We can finish this
lesson another time. I'll have to look at my schedule
and get back to you."
"How about tomorrow night Sir. My friend Sandy is going
to be in town. She and I planned on going out to a
club. Maybe you would like to go with us, and give us
both a lecture afterwards at my place?" Jen, and a
friend? I needed no further encouragement.
"Alright Jen, I suppose I can make some time for
learning purposes. I'll meet you at about 10pm. Don't
be late either, late girls get punished."
"Yes sir, I understand perfectly." The smile of hers
reappearing her teeth shining brightly.
* * *
I arrived home, with the milk for Stacey's dinner
concoction. It was nothing special and not worth the
deep throat BJ that was cut short. I loved my wife
however, so I try not to let it bother me to much. I
focus on her tits and that beautiful swaying ass that
will be accepting my cock, while being sprayed full of
my cum, next week impregnating her with my child. Such
an erotic thought, I can't wait.
Finishing dinner, we get ready and got in bed. We both
sleep naked usually. Honestly it was more comfortable,
and should the mood hit us right, it make things a lot
easier than having to struggle with getting our clothes
off first. Although sometimes she would wear this
transparent pink nighty. It was very soft, and I can't
explain it but I absolutely loved having her in it,
while laying on her back with her legs spread around my
waist as I fucked her.
Laying there on my back with her naked body pressed
against mine. Her tits mashed against my flesh, her
nipples pushing into my skin. All I could think of was
I fucking hated this week. Twice today I was going to
get to cum, both times inside a woman, once down a
throat another in a pussy. Both ruined because of this
woman and her incessant phone calls.
"John, I'm so wet tonight. I can't stop thinking about
Friday. I want your cock so bad. I fingered myself 4
times today thinking about your cum shooting into me
and racing to my egg to impregnate me. I've been a
zombie all day thinking about it." Her words causing
jealousy in me. She could fuck or masturbate but I
couldn't. I have no relief for a week. Anger was not
possible however, as my wife's tits shoved against me.
She reached down and took a hold of my cock. "Please
fuck me just a little John, I need it. I can't stand
not being fucked for so long baby. Please put your cock
inside my pussy. I'm so horny!"
"What about me cumming Stacey? I'm not supposed to cum
until Friday so we have the best odds of you getting
pregnant, remember?"
"Oh baby, I don't care. Just don't cum, pull out before
you're about to cum. I need your cock pounding my
pussy! I need it, I'm so horny!" She is not thinking of
the future, her pussy is controlling her again.
"I don't know Stacey, I am not sure I can stop myself
in time." I try to make her understand, she was not
interested in my words. Absent mindedly she sat up
right and straddled me, keep herself elevated just
above my cock. Taking it in hand she kept it angled up
and lowered herself onto it.
Oh my god it feels so good. That lovely pussy my cock
knows so well, already dripping wet. She must have been
telling the truth about being so horny. Bouncing up and
down on me she went wild fucking me. My cock very
pleased with its environment, my balls preparing
themselves to eject their load before I knew it. "Oh
Stacey, I'm getting close, we should stop," I moaned.
"Oh baby, just a minute longer I'm about to cum all
over that cock of yours, this feels so good! I want to
feel you squirt in me so bad!"
Hearing her talk like this, I know I have to take
control of the situation. Her pussy starting to clamp
down on my cock I know I have to end this now or I will
be cumming deep inside her baby factory before her body
is fertile enough to be impregnated. "Stacy, stop, I'll
eat your pussy until you cum."
Not waiting for her to respond I grabbed her hips
roughly, lifting her off me disappointing my tortured
cock, throwing her down on the bed, her legs spreading
wide like a flower in full bloom desiring to be
pollinated.
"Please hurry John, I'm so close. Please lick me now!"
She begs, keeping her legs wide while massaging her
nipples. Wasting no time I dive my head, face first
into her moist center. My tongue exiting my mouth
landing on her clit, flicking my tongue around her
clit. I swirl my mouth against her wet passage. Making
my best attempt to suck on her labia and clit
simultaneously. "YES JOHN, THAT'S IT!"
Wrapping her legs around my head trapping me. My mouth
glued to her crotch unable to pull away, she began
erupting in orgasm, preventing me from breathing.
Squeezing my head tightly against her pussy causing me
to inhale vaginal lubrication, she began screaming,
"YESSSS, OH JOHN YESSS!!" Being sufficiently strangled,
my face covered in her pussy juice, she relaxed her
hold. My cock still throbbing, angry with me for not
letting it stay in my wife for such an experience.
"That was wonderful John, I've never had my pussy eaten
like that before." She practically yawned out the words
as she rolled over and fell asleep. I however laid
there awake for 2 more hours, coaxing my cock to shrink
down of its own accord, without my hand's assistance.
* * *
Day 2 - Tuesday
The next day I woke up on my back with Stacey kneeling
over me, her head bobbing up and down on my cock. "What
are you doing Stacey!?" Looking at me smiling with her
lips staying wrapped around me. She wasn't able to deep
throat it like Beth, but she could get damn close.
Using her hand to fist the base of my cock she stroked
it as the rest of my length penetrated her mouth. Her
mouth trying to suck the cum from my balls.
I imagined it shooting into her mouth, coating the
inside of her mouth. Thinking about her tongue
collecting it from her teeth, having the entire load on
her tongue and swallowing practically caused me to
shoot right then and there. "Stacy STOP!" I pulled her
lips from my cock.
"Aw baby, why did you stop me? I'm so horny again, and
you know how I love to taste your cum in the morning."
"You know why Stacey. You want a baby, and it won't
happen if you keep doing this. You just need to wait 3
more days, and we can go back to normal." I scolded
her.
"Alright John. Like usual you're right. I'll try to
control myself until the end of the week" She pouted.
My shower was incredibly cold that morning, it was one
of the few tools I had that would actually help me for
a little while. Standing there as the pellets of
freezing water hit my skin I shivered and thought. I
can't wait until this damn week is over.
* * *
That day I kept myself secluded in my office. I let Jen
know I wanted absolutely NO distractions. I was busy
working on something and can't be disturbed. I didn't
know how many more times I can control myself. I feel
that sooner or later I would start to cum the second I
fit my cock inside a woman's mouth or pussy, I was
equally scared. I needed to avoid any chance of that
happening.
I hoped that going out with Jen and her friend tonight
would help take my mind of things. Alcohol is becoming
appealing. Maybe it can help take my mind off spewing
cum into hot naked women? Who was I kidding, I am
walking into a trap.
Closing time again, 7 pm. Like an old tradition I
exited my office and spied Jen closing up as well.
Noticing me almost immediately, another tradition she
smiled like always. "Hello Sir, I'm looking forward to
spending time with you tonight. I hope you enjoy
hanging out with me and my friend."
"Yeah, I am Jen. I need to get my mind off things. I'm
hoping a good time and some alcohol will help. I'll
meet you at 10pm."
"Yes Sir, I'll look for you." She smiled sweetly, her
mind having already formulated a plan of action.
Leaning in, she gently kissed me on the lips. Turning
away from me, she left, taunting me with that ass yet
again. The sex daze of watching her swing her hips her
entire trip out the doors wore off. Retrieving my keys
from my pocket I locked up and went home to my wife.
After a quick dinner I took it easy for a while,
watching the news with Stacey. Reaching 9:30pm before I
knew it, I got up and got dressed. Lucky for me Stacey
knew I have to occasionally meet prospects out and do
some entertaining, business was business after all. She
never questioned anything. Kissing her on the cheek, I
left.
Parking down a few blocks, I walked the rest of the
distance to the designated spot. I preferred to walk a
ways, hating to struggle with crowded parking areas.
The walk was smooth and uneventful. Noting the well
dressed men, and more clearly the hot women wearing
their skimpy dresses or skirts that barely covered
their bodies. Being alive today to see women dress like
this is worth many trade-offs to old world
simplicities. If I were religious I would thank god
daily for putting me here to see these amazing women,
their tight asses, and large exposed tits.
Arriving at the front of the club I was suppose to met
Jen and this enigmatic friend of hers, I went inside.
The smell of alcohol and cigarettes filling the air. A
light fog in the air from some kind of generator. Loud
music blaring, and hundreds of people dancing in the
middle of the place. Most of the pairs seemed to focus
on dance moves that brought their crotches together in
a grinding motion fairly regularly. The women generally
with their backs to the males, while they moved their
hardening cocks against the women's asses mimicking
sexual positions I knew well.
Getting lucky, I spot a seat at the bar next to the
wall alone. I generally prefer to sit alone opposed to
sitting near assholes I don't know. Sitting here I
examine the women nearby. Most with guy, the rest with
female counterparts. A losing situation for single men
looking to hook up. I call the bartender over to order
a drink.
Focusing on my drink and thinking of work I sat when I
was suddenly distracted when I felt a pair of hands on
my shoulders, and a familiar set of tits pressing
against my back. Jen! My mind recognized immediately.
Waiting for just the right moment to pounce as usual,
sensing my aroused state from seeing all these near
naked women. Spinning around in my stool I sat there
facing her, in a very revealing tight black dress that
was apparently made to show off those tits of hers.
Barely covered they hung out practically exposed,
threatening to dislodge at any second.
With her is the one of the smaller women I've ever
seen. Maybe 5'1" couldn't weight more than 95 pounds,
shoulder length blonde hair with a black dress very
similar to Jen's, just not the tits to go along with
it. Being as small as she is I couldn't expect more.
Maybe a B cup at best ? The things I could do to that
girl. Could I even fit my cock into such a small bodied
woman? I desperately want to find out. "Hello ladies,
I'm happy we could find each other finally. I've been
wondering what you two were up to."
"Hello Sir, It's good to see you made it out. We were
having a lot of fun dancing. I noticed you come in, but
I thought I would give you some time to relax before we
came over to you. You look pretty comfortable now." Jen
smiled, glancing down between my legs at my semi hard
dick. "This is my friend Sandy." Jen looked towards her
friend.
"Hello John, it's nice to meet you. I've been looking
forward to having some of this fun with you that I
constantly hear about from Jen." Sandy gave me a sly
wink. Something she must have learned from my
secretary.
"Absolutely Sandy, I like to make Jen's friends
comfortable. Her friends are my friends." Licking my
lips slightly I stared into her eyes knowing we
understood each other perfectly. "So what do you girls
say about a quick shot, then we can get some drinks and
head out and do some of this fun dancing you're talking
about?"
"Sure!" The two women responded eagerly.
Downing our shots, we took our drinks and moved to the
dance floor. As we arrived at our destination,
something seemed to take a hold of my two escorts.
Encircling me they started moving with the music,
grinding their bodies against mine. Jen in front of me,
her back to me, expertly shaking that ass of hers all
the while keeping it locked to my crotch. Meanwhile
Sandy is behind me rubbing her petite tits across my
back, occasionally lowering her hands to explore my
ass. Both girls in their sexual acts maintaining a
smooth rhythm with the music. Tits and ass massaged my
body parts to every beat of every song.
Becoming drunk, I have to get out of this trap. If I
don't I might try to fuck one of these girls right here
on the dance floor. Feeling my dick becoming rigid
between Jen's ass cheeks it's ready for action. This is
not the time nor the place I keep reminding myself.
Finally, taking control of my body I pull myself a few
steps away from the pair of seductress', not bothering
to hide my erection.
"What's wrong John?" Jen questioned me, while backing
up and continuing to shake her ass. This time against
Sandy.
"Oh, I'm just feeling kind of wasted, I'm going to go
find a table or something and sit down, have a few more
drinks. Do you two want to join me?"
Breaking her dance, Jen coming over to me and as if
shyness or conservative were words unknown to her , she
took a firm hold on my rock hard cock. This girl
standing here, stroking my erection through my pants
for a full 5 seconds, staring me in the eyes the entire
time, not caring who might see this spectacle. "Of
course Sir, we'll be there in a few minutes. We just
want to dance another song or two. Find us a nice
table." She released her hold on me and went back to
her friend.
Through the darkness and the fog, I find a small table
in the corner. I quickly sit down, eager to hide my
hard on from the crowd. It wasn't hard to get a
waitress' attention after what had just happened.
Waving at the closest one, I signal her over to me. God
damn I need to get wasted, I have to get my mind off
sex. "Bring me a bottle of your finest whisky, and 3
shot glasses."
Sitting there, lost in my buzz and lust I watch the
women move around the room. Seeing tits bounce and
asses shake as they walk by. The waitress returning,
breaking my fantasy of female body parts. I quickly
poured a shot for myself and took it. Repeating the
procedure I took a second shot. The alcohol's effect on
my body strengthened. I lean back in my chair letting
my eyes stare in an unfocused state. Day dreaming about
naked women.
"Looks good, Can I have a shot John?" The voice bring
me back to reality. I look as Sandy is standing above
me with Jen at her side smiling again.
"Please do, have a seat girls." I poured us all a shot
as they got comfortable.
For the next ninety minutes the three of us sat there,
talked, laughed, but most significantly finished that
bottle of whisky. Well mainly I finished it, they only
had three shots each, where I think had somewhere
around 15. Being a regular drinker I have some
tolerance, but this is something else. Not quite to the
black out point, but I am very drunk. Having little
control over my body or the words that exited my mouth.
"John? John? Its bar time John, We have to go. I think
we're gonna have to give him a ride home Jen." Hearing
the words but not quite sure what they meant. Feeling
several arms grab a hold of me, helping me stand. The
world is a daze, unable to recognize anything.
The next thing I know, I go from bar to a bed. Pink
sheets, I think to myself. Who's bed is this exactly?
I've been stripped naked, and I'm in a bed that's not
mine with pink sheets? Confusion dominating my mind.
Where the fuck am I and why am I naked? Sitting upright
I start to panic slightly. Then on a cue that seems to
define her, Jen wearing only her black panties come in
the door to the bedroom. "Hello Sir, how are you
feeling?" she slightly stumbles into the room her large
breasts shaking, Obviously drunk still.
"I'm doing ok, still pretty damn drunk but conscious at
least. Is this your place? My words slurred.
"Yes, sir it is. We thought we should bring you here.
We were unsure how your wife might react with the two
of us dropping you off at home. I hope that's alright."
She sat on the bed facing me her legs spread, bent at
the knee with the lower part tucked under her butt. "Me
and Sandy were just in the other room having some fun,
waiting for you to wake up. We thought you'd be out a
while longer. You've actually only been out about
thirty minutes.
"Sounds interesting. Seems like you were having a
little fun with me a little as well." I stated,
implying my naked state.
"Oh uhhm, yes sir, sorry. We thought you would be more
comfortable." Jen pouted, a little nervous.
"Why don't you come a little closer and show me some of
this fun you're talking about." I tell her, unable to
resist those tits, or that little pussy that was still
hidden from my gaze.
Crawling to me, Jen straddles my cock. Repeating a
similar scene the previous day in my office. My cock
being grinded on her panty class pussy, begging for
entry. She rocks back and forth while playing with her
tits, smiling and looking at me the entire time. "Does
that make you feel better sir?"
"Very much so Jen. Come down here and give me a kiss,
to help." I suggested. Leaning down Jen plants her lips
on mine, her eyes closing. Kissing me deeply, I wrap my
arms around her waist pulling her tightly to me.
Causing her to moan, I feel the air hit my lips. My
cock trapped between our bodies was full of blood and
ready to enter her body. I can tell she wants it. Her
rocking motion hastening, her moans coming closer
together.
"Take those fucking panties off Jen, and get back on my
dick." My commanding words echoed in the room. My
cock's patience wearing thin.
"Yes sir" She submissively replied. Watching her get
up, she hops down to the floor with a thud. Looping her
thumbs in the waistband of her panties she pulled them
down her legs and let them drop on the floor. Standing
there naked, she smiling at me. Knowing and eager for
our imminent act, she had been planning, and waiting
for this moment for months.
Ironically almost, Sandy fell into the room completely
nude just then, in a very similar fashion that Jen
might. These girls were truly two of a kind, I smirked
to myself.
"Hi." The tiny woman squeaked, excitement evident in
her voice. "I heard some noises, I wanted to make sure
everything was ok!" She proclaimed, a misleading
statement with her true goal unspoken.
"You did not Sandy! You were spying on us weren't
you!?" Jen glared at her friend.
"Uhm, well just a little. Sorry Jen, but John is so
sexy, and I'm so wet I couldn't help but take a peek."
"It's alright Sandy, why don't you come over to the bed
with Jen. I don't want you to feel left out of our
fun." I encouraged her, realizing my chance to fuck
this bitch. Both of the girls got on the bed and inched
closer to me. Two hot naked drunk women in bed with me.
What did I do to deserve this? Jen getting her original
spot sat on my cock, grinding her slit up and down the
length of my cock while it laid flat on my stomach.
Sandy straddled me also but on my stomach facing Jen.
Grinding her tiny pussy on my stomach she pressed her
breasts against Jen's. I watched the two girls there,
massaging their slits on me, tits held together tightly
as they started to kiss. Not getting that great of a
view from my head being behind Sandy. Hearing the
slurping and kissing sounds make it all worthwhile
however.
"Jen, please let me fuck him. I'm so horny. You get to
see him every day you can fuck him anytime you want,"
Sandy whined to her friend.
"NO, I've been waiting for this forever. I'm horny too
Sandy! My pussy is so wet, I'm so ready for it." Jen
practically screamed to her friend. I've never heard
her this upset before.
"Pleeeaaassse Jen, Pleeasse? I'll make it up to you
later, I promise," Sandy begged and bounced like a
three year old might, followed immediately with Sandy
kissing Jen, while she brought up her hands to massage
her larger tits. "Please baby, I'll make it up to you
really good." She accentuated her promise with a light
pinch to Jen's left nipple.
"Damnit Sandy. Fine, go ahead and fuck him, but you owe
me, and it better be good!" Jen gave in and rolled off
me. Watching her little ass, she laid down on her back
next to me, her legs spreading wide and her hands
moving to her dripping cunt. One hand entering fingers
inside her pussy, the other massaged her clit. Her eyes
focusing on the steel rod between my legs.
Watching Sandy take full advantage, she moves over my
cock. Spinning around and hovering over it. Her short
legs barely able to hold herself up off my body. "God
John. I've wanted you inside me all night. You are so
hot." The lust evident in her voice, she was losing
control as well. She lifts a leg and puts it flat on
the bed to give her some room to work. Balancing with
one hand, she uses her other small hand to grab my
dick. Holding it tightly, afraid to let it escape its
course into the hole between her fleshy folds.
Maintaining its course, aimed directly at her female
entrance, she slowly lowers her body onto it. Inch by
inch sinks into her, taking her time, not wanting to
tear anything. At the end of its initial journey, my
cock is surprisingly fully inside this little woman's
tight snatch. With a sigh of relief and pleasure Sandy
rises her body and brings it back down on me, fully
lubricating my cock. She starts truly fucking me.
Bouncing up and down on me like a trampoline.
Holding her hips I help her in her course. Her body so
small and light, its easy to lift her up, and to hear
another slapping sound as her body comes back down to
hit mine forcing my cock fully inside her wet sheath
again, grazing her cervix for a fraction of a second on
each penetrating thrust. This girl is fucking me a
hundred miles an hour, never resting just hopping up
and down like a rabbit, her hands never moving from
massaging her small breasts.
Feeling her pussy suddenly tighten around my cock,
she's close I think. "I'm cumming JOHN! Oh My GOD!!"
Her body tensing up, letting gravity pull her down on
me, driving my cock fully into her body. It feels so
good, god damn the alcohol, I always have a problem
Cumming when I'm this drunk. As Sandy comes down from
her orgasm, she falls forward on my chest gasping for
air. "God damn John, that was amazing, and your cock is
still hard. I can feel it throbbing in my pussy still."
"I usually have a hard time cumming when I'm so drunk.
I want to so bad I just can't get it to happen."
"It's ok baby, maybe another time when you're sober I
can give you a nice warm hole to deposit your cum in!"
Sandy suggested excitedly.
"Not if I get to him first bitch." Jen mumbled as she
watched us.
"Defiantly, I'll get your number from Jen and get in
contact with you next week. Now however I should get
home before my wife wonders where I am. I'm not usually
gone so late on business. I stumbled around, almost
falling once getting dressed. Leaving the apartment the
two girls insisted on giving me a kiss. Kissing them,
turned at went home.
Arriving home I quietly open the door and go inside.
Stacy was asleep on the couch I notice. She must have
fallen asleep waiting for me. What a sweet woman so
worried about her husband. As quietly as I can I move
to the bathroom, and take a shower. Needing to get the
smell of pussy off my cock just in case Stacey wakes me
up with another blowjob, I don't need her tasting
another woman on my cock. Finishing my shower, I go and
pick up my wife and go to bed. She is sound asleep and
does not wake.
* * *
Day 3 - Wednesday
Waking up alone with a groggy sick feeling. "Fucking
hangovers." I groan. I decide to stay in today.
Relaxation is a good cure for a hangover I decide. I'll
have to get Stacey to make me some food later when she
gets home. She's probably out shopping, spending all my
money.
The day goes by, mostly flipping through television
stations. Secretly thankful of a way out of being
tempted by women desiring my cock to be penetrating
their folds, for a full day. Stacey trying a few times
throughout the day. I quickly blocked her, using me
being sick as a defense. Thank you alcohol.
* * *
Day 4 - Thursday
Yawning deeply, I jump out of bed with some good ole
morning wood bobbing as my feet hit the floor. I do
miss the days of Stacey sucking the cum out of my cock
in the morning. Thankfully for the shower and a surplus
of cold water.
Arriving at the office once more, I nodded at Jen as I
passed her desk. "Morning Jen."
"Good morning Sir, it's good to have you back," she
greeted me.
"It's good to be back. I don't want to see anyone today
unless its an emergency. Have a lot of work to catch up
on today," I stated.
"Yes sir, I understand."
Entering my office, closed the door and looked out at
the sky like usual. I love watching the sun rise, and
thinking of all the possibilities the day brought. The
sky so beautiful, has always brought me much
inspiration in things I do. Ending my experience I sat
down at my desk, and started on my work, thoroughly
motivated.
At about 6pm my phone started to ring. Hm, who could
that be I thought. Lifting the phone, "Hello?"
"Hello Sir, Beth is here to see you. She says it's
important, and from the way she has been applying lip
gloss and licking her lips, I'm assuming it must be."
Jen giggled as she finished her sentence.
God, Beth again, this women is going to get me in
trouble with Stacy. What choice do I have anyway, it's
the boss's wife. "Ok Jen, let her in."
Entering my office, Beth waved at me. "Hi John, It's
nice to see you again. I just stopped by to let you
know that Jay will be back early next week. That and I
wanted to give you another little present for being
such a good worker around here."
"Thanks a lot Beth. It's no problem though you don't
have to give me any presents, I am eager to work hard
to make your and Jay's business a success. Ignoring my
words she walks towards me." Walking around my desk she
grabbed my chair and pulled me out and spun me towards
her. Getting on her knees, she undid my pants and
lowered them to the floor. Lowering her head she licked
my still soft cock savoring the flavor of my foreskin.
I don't have the power to resist her so I let her have
her way with me.
Minutes later, my cock rock hard once more fully lodged
down her throat. Watching her bob I spread my legs
apart a little more so she can get in closer. Feeling
my dick deep down her throat as she made those humming
noises is bring me close to filling her stomach full of
four days worth of cum. Thinking of that, the phone
rang, "Fuck." Picking up the phone, it was Jen again.
"Sir, your wife is here, she is almost at your office
door." Her words hit me like a lightning bolt.
"Oh fuck. Beth! Get under the desk, my wife is here!"
Whispering in a loud tone. Removing my cock from her
throat and mouth with a long slurp, she quickly crawled
under my desk, I spun my chair towards it and pulled
myself forward. Hiding my naked lower half and the
woman underneath. Thank god my desk went down to the
floor, leaving no gaps to see under it.
Not even a full second later the door opened to reveal
Stacey's lively face. "Hi John, I was in the area, I
just wanted to see you for a few minutes before I went
home. I've had a really rough day." Stacy exhaled.
"Sure babe, have a seat and tell me about it." I tried
to sound calm and not seem as if I were trying to rush
her in her departure. I don't need to arouse any
suspicion in my present state. Stacy taking a seat at
one of my chairs in front of my desk, and started to
tell me about being hassled at the store by salespeople
and a few rude customers.
Trying to focus on my wife, I had forgotten about Beth
under the desk. I was quickly reminded of her presence
as I felt her hand wrap around my cock and could feel
it being guided back down her throat. Hearing her gag a
little, brought a great worry to me. "What was that
noise John? Are you ok?" My wife seems concerned.
"Uh oh, nothing Stacy, I was just clearing my throat,
sorry for interrupting you." Trying to cover I faked a
throat clearing cough. I can feel Beth quietly
laughing, the noises vibrating around my cock, causing
pleasure and an involuntary thrust upwards into her
mouth.
"Well I should get home and start dinner for you. I'll
see you at home." She got up and started to walk
towards me for a kiss. I stand up and lean forward
hoping she will kiss me over the desk rather than walk
around and discover my secret. A miracle, she came to
the front of the desk leaned forward and kisses me on
the lips. "Love you," Stacy told me and left.
As the door closed, I rolled my chair back and pull my
dick from Beth's loving mouth, watching excess saliva
dripping from her lips as I completed the withdraw from
her mouth. "Damn it Beth, you almost got me caught!" I
almost yell, more from relief than anger.
"Relax John, you didn't get caught. We didn't get
caught!" The assertiveness clear in her voice. Standing
up she gathered her belongings. "It's time I went home,
I have to meet the pool boy to give him his weekly pay.
I'll see you another time." She giggled at the word
"pay". What a whore.
7 o'clock rolled around once more. Only one more day at
this time and I'll be cumming deep in my wife shortly
after. The thought keeping my dick hard but giving me a
grateful feeling that this week was almost over and I
was so close to success. Stacy is going to be so full
of cum tomorrow night she won't be able to walk without
it running out of her pussy for hours. The thought
pleased me.
I gathered my belongings and left. Jen had already
departed, leaving a note telling me she had some plans
with Sandy. Probably going out to fuck or meet a guy to
fuck. Who knows with women now a days. So
unpredictable. I gave up trying years ago. Why work so
hard on something that can't be understood, enjoy the
ride is my philosophy.
Getting home I ate dinner with Stacy and settled in my
chair to watch a little television once more. During
the news Stacy disappeared into the bedroom. What Is
she up to, I think, curious but afraid. Creaking 10
minutes later, I turned my head looking at our bedroom
door and its hinges demanding to be oiled. Out exited
Stacy in her pink see through nighty. That piece of
clothing always made my cock hard just seeing her hips
shake in it as she walked. Her tits pressing outward,
starting to drool at the sight of her nipples teasing
my eyes.
As she got close to me I remembered to close my mouth,
stemming the embarrassing stream of saliva running from
my lips. "What's so interesting John?" My wife
inquired, knowing damn well what had my attention, all
I could do is stare and feel my dick harden. "Do you
like what you see honey?" She noted my hard on growing.
"You know I do baby, but you know we shouldn't be doing
what I KNOW you're thinking about trying." I said
trying to convince her. She pulled up the hem of her
nighty revealing her bare pussy. Climbing on top of me
she settled her pussy on the bulge in my pants with one
leg on either side, facing me. Looking directly into my
eyes she had a malicious smile on her face. She is up
to no good, controlled by that pussy of hers again.
"Aw John, you're not being any fun tonight baby. I just
want to play a little with… you." Her lips parting in a
smile as she began dry humping my cock. "Tell me you
don't enjoy my game, and I'll stop."
"You" Pausing I take a breath, my cock feels so good.
"You know its not that I don't enjoy it baby. You know
we're supposed to wait till tomorrow for this. You want
to get pregnant tomorrow, this is a bad idea if you
want a baby growing in that belly of yours."
Watching her eyes twitch, I can tell she is having a
hard time deciding what to do. On one side she wants
cum spraying in her pussy, on the other side she wants
to play by the rules and get pregnant tomorrow.
"Alright John, I'll wait one more day, but you owe me a
gallon of cum in my pussy tomorrow!" Grinding her bald
cooch on my cock one last time and giving me a kiss,
she grudgingly got off my lap and walked to the bedroom
for one last night of being cum starved. Joining her
shortly after her departure, I was eager to arrive at
the last day of this journey I loathed.
* * *
Day 5- Friday
My balls ache. This was my first thought as
consciousness took the stage as I woke. Feeling the cum
boil and roll around in my testicles I shift my weight.
My eyes opening and looking southbound I notice
something I couldn't really avoid seeing. My cock
jutting upwards as if it is shouting, "RIDE ME, SUCK
ME!"
As juvenile as that may sound, its so true. My cock
aches like it normally does during sex just before I
cum. To much stimulation even from my pants may set it
off like this. Thank god Stacy wasn't surprising me
with another good morning blow job, or I may have lost
it prematurely. I'm not supposed to cum until 9pm
tonight.
Performing my regular routine, I find some relief and
am able to go to work. The drive today is different
however. I seem to be unable to not see every set of
tits and every upturned ass belonging to every woman I
pass. Narrowly avoiding a car accident along the way
because I am unable to stop staring at this woman's
tits as she jogged on the sidewalk. How would I explain
that one to Stacy I pondered.
Working was an obscene sight today. Every file had a
naked woman begging to get fucked, every phone call was
a woman begging for my cum. Or so my cock hoped. Other
then that. The day was filled with work, not a credit
to an exciting day. Not until the end anyway.
The clock read 6:59. Pre-programmed I gathered my
belongings and stood. As my knee's straightened lifting
my body into the upright position that sets us apart
from all other species on the plant, the door opened.
Jen standing there looks very determined. Unable to
shake the feeling that she has something planned. Some
kind of pleasure filled with suffering for me, my cock
knew the answer while the rest of my brain figured it
out seconds later.
Strolling into the room like she owned it. Dressed in a
short green dress. The kind of dress that may seem
unprofessional to anyone that doesn't sit behind a desk
all day like Jen does. Lucky for her. Riding up her
thighs, her pussy just out of eyes reach. "Hello Sir,
I've been looking forward to the end of the day. All
day long I've been thinking of... you." Her eyes have a
glazed over look. She is lost in lust. Seeing a small
glint of liquid reflecting light running down her
thigh, her intent is unavoidable obvious.
"Looking forward to what exactly Jen?" I toyed with her
playfully.
"To having your cock cumming deep inside my pussy,
Sir," Jen purred.
I have never heard her speak like this before and am
fairly shocked to her my sexy little secretary use
these words. "I've been waiting for months now, and I
can't stand it any longer. I've never been resisted
this much in my life. Men practically beg me to let
them fuck me almost every day. Yet you are able to turn
me down. This whole situation has made me perpetually
wet. I need you to fuck me and cum hard in me or I'll
go crazy. Please, fuck me John!" She has gone mad in
lust.
Still standing there, unsure how to respond Jen closed
in on me. In four short leaps she was to me, her arms
going around my neck her lips pressing against me, her
body firmly pressed against mine. Immediately my dick
came to life. Remembering its need to release cum, it
recognized an opportunity when it felt one.
Standing there with Jen pressed against me, my cock
hard and pressing into her we kissed. Eager to move
things forward, Jen pushed me backwards onto the desk.
Deciding to go along with this act for now I moved onto
the desk laying down on it. Quickly she moved close and
begun to undo all my pants delays. Getting my pants off
she let them fall to the floor and wasting no time
climbed onto the desk and got on top of me.
Immediately feeling bare skin. She has no panties on!
"I've been looking forward to this for a long time sir.
Its nigh time I had your cock inside me, spurting your
cum in my womb." Emphasizing her point by grinding her
slit along the length of my hard on leaving a trail of
wetness. Watching her enjoy the feeling of my cock I
can see her losing her willpower. Lifting her wide
hips, her pussy open and waiting, she took hold of my
rod, aiming it to her entrance and lowered her body.
The head of my cock sliding through her labia and
penetrating her steamy channel. The rest of it
following with ease from the vast amount of liquid that
had been released to lubricate her pussy. This pussy
was fully prepared for a cock. It offered no resistance
to my entrance, it desired it, it had been dreaming of
it. Jen finishing her decent rested her weight centered
around my pelvis area. My cock finding its temporary
home deeply lodged inside this woman's lubricated
fleshy vice grip.
Propelling her body by instinct, she was bouncing on
me. My cock moving in and out of its home, feeling her
wet pussy walls with every movement. Focusing on the
pleasure is a mistake I realized almost to late.
Feeling the walls off my cock tense up. I knew it was
getting close. "Jen, we have to stop. I'm not suppose
to cum until 9 tonight in my wife so she can have a
baby." I moaned.
"Cum in me Sir. Get me pregnant. I think I'm ovulating
now. Please cum in me and give me your baby!" Jen
shouted, lost in ecstasy, thinking with her pussy, and
driven by success and money. Quickening her pace at
this thought she doubled her penetration rate. My cock
ramming into her pussy becoming a blur. It didn't ever
appear to be in or out of her, but the feeling of her
pussy walls grabbing at my cock trying to coax its cum
to shoot in her was a constant.
"Jen please, please stop I can't." I tried to talk her
down. Not listening to me she kept up her pace, feeling
she was about to have her prize. Holding her hips, I
thrust my cock upward, about to cum. "Jen get off me
now!" I have to get her off me or I will be
impregnating Jen instead of my wife, the thought
tearing me apart. She wasn't listening. Focused on
getting my cum in her belly and my baby with it, she
knew she would have her way with everything should that
happen, she kept fucking my cock. "Jen, please!" I
pleaded.
Tightening my grip on her hips and trying to lift her
off of me I struggled. The predator in her, intent on
its goal tightened her grip around my waist with her
legs and lowered her upper body to wrap her arms around
my neck, holding tightly onto me. She is now fucking me
desperately, her legs and arms clamped to me, afraid to
let go as if she might die, maintaining her very fast
pace of her pussy rubbing up and down on my cock,
desperately needing it's cum.
Jen offering a lustful moan at my commands she pumped
on. Beginning to panic I start to force her off me.
Futilely I fight to dislodge this woman. Feeling my
cock about to explode, making the wrong woman pregnant
with my first born. Trying to pull her hips from me is
difficult, her legs are far stronger than I would
normally think looking at this 100lb woman. Her pussy
glued to my cock, clenching her muscles tightly she
shortened her strokes. She is orgasming, I can feel it.
This whore.
"OHMYGOD JOHN!!! GIVE ME YOUR CUM JOHN, GIVE ME YOUR
BABY!" Jen screamed. Desperate, she fought me, using
all her strength to hold herself to me, her arms
starting to bruise my neck in her death grip. Pre-cum
freely flowing from my cock directly into Jen's
receptive fertile womb I resort to my last chance. I
begin rolling back and forth on my desk like a swing.
Using gravity to help propel me giving me increased
momentum to move back and forth. Four series of
movements back and forth sending us tumbling to the
floor.
Jen landing on her back, me falling on top her between
her legs, my cock still penetrating her cum thirsty
pussy. The force of the fall causing Jen's breath to be
forcefully ejected from her lungs, and my cock to be
powerfully pressed deep inside of her for one last
penetrating thrust. Feeling her pussy give my cock one
last constricting grab for my cum, caused me to release
one small spurt inside her. Pulling when the feeling of
the blow wore off I quickly moved away from Jen's
entrapping legs and desperate cunt.
Scrambling away I take a few seconds to catch my breath
when I'm safe and make sure my cock is under control.
The last thing I want is to lose my load all over my
office floor. Feeling secure in my cum's well being I
move for my missing garments. Trying to control my
anger for this women I get dressed and quietly leave. I
can deal with her another time, for now I need to get
home to my wife to give her my cum before other
distractions arise.
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Arriving home I quickly took a shower, getting ready
for my night with Stacy. She was home and preparing.
Candles were lit, I can smell steak on the grill. She
may be more excited than I despite the fact that I've
had a week of hell. She rarely makes steak unless she's
in a very good mood. I guess the imminent promise of
gallons of cum dumped in her womb and getting pregnant
was cause for such a mood.
Time passed, food was eaten and before I knew it we
were naked on the bed. Stacy under me on her back, with
her legs spread ultra wide around my waist, her feet
high in the air I noted with my peripheral vision. "The
doctor says this is the best position for me to get
pregnant." Stacy moaned out. "It feels so good John.
Your cock feels so good. Just make sure you're pressed
tightly against my cervix when you cum. I want it all
in my womb baby."
My quick thrusts becoming short rapid pushes into her.
Feeling her pussy tighten around my cock I know its
time. After a week I'm finally able to release my seed
inside a woman where it belongs. Listening to her pant
in my ear, begging for my cum and baby, I let her have
it. Wrapping my arms around her, pulling her tight.
With all my strength I slam my cock into this woman's
entrance. Feeling the knot at the bottom of her pussy I
know I've hit her cervix and that my cum will be sent
directly into her baby making womb."
With a loud moan I hold her tight as my cock erupts
into her. Feeling her pussy walls spasm and grab onto
me. Creating a vacuum of sorts to suck all my cum into
her receptacle.
"Oh John, I feel your cum baby. Cum in me more, get me
pregnant!" Stacy begged.
Depositing the entirety of my cum took at least a
minute. Feeling them spurt in long thick ropes, the
kind that would spray several feet across the room
should they not be shot inside a pussy. Keeping a tight
grip on her I hold her close to help ensure
impregnation. Mostly out of instinct but partially out
of consciousness. After the week I just dealt with,
this bitch better be getting pregnant.
With the last of my cum entering her womb I am able to
relax. I have done my job. I dealt with a week that I
don't think Stacy, or any woman thinks a man can. I am
a proud man, a husband, and now a father.
Epilogue:
Stacy ended up pregnant with a boy we named after me. I
can only hope he grows to be the woman lover that I am.
It turned out Jen got pregnant as well from that little
shot of cum I gave her. She's now on the executive
level like I'm sure she wanted all along. Thank
blackmail for that and her hot little pussy. I fuck her
from time to time so I'm kind of happy with it. I can
let her have all my cum now, I have nothing more to
lose, and she demands it every time under threat of
telling my wife.
If I could do it all over again, I'd do it exactly the
same.
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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