About two weeks after her encounter with Jeff's five friends, Mia felt that all-too-familiar cramping. Sighing, she checked. Yes, she was starting her period. Normally, she'd have been devastated, since she and her husband were trying so hard to have a child. And she still felt a twinge of that -- a frisson of frustration. But the feeling was blended with other things now, one of which was hope. She and Jeff were not alone in this venture anymore. He'd said his very good friends would still be willing to help out.
And that thought warmed her heart.
She bit her lip. "OK, OK. I'll be honest with myself," she thought. "All the warmth I'm feeling in my groin isn't just the blood from my flow. My pussy is heating up, thinking about all those stiff cocks. All those warm, throbbing rods of firm manhood entering me, rooting around inside me." She gasped. "And filling me! Yes! Filling me with their hot, sticky seeds. And Jeff watching." She moaned, starting to touch herself. "Yes. Watching, approving, and also fucking me while they all watch!" She groaned louder. "And all of them... trying... to get me... ahhhh... pregnant!" She rocked in orgasm, holding that thought.
After she'd calmed down, she called Jeff at work to let him know her situation. "I'm sorry to hear that, Darling," he told her. "I hope you're not too discouraged," he continued. "Remember, we only tried once," he almost whispered, obviously not wanting to be overheard.
Hearing the phrase 'only tried once' heartened Mia. "So it's OK if we try again, Honey?" she asked him. "You think your friends will be willing?"
"Absolutely," he replied. "We'll talk more about it when I get home, OK?"
"You wonderful man!" Mia gushed into the phone. "I'll greet you at the door naked, and give you the best welcome home I can, given my current rather messy condition." With her giddiness making her feel a little bit wicked, she added, "My front may be a little unusable at the moment, but my rear opening is all yours, my love!" She heard a loud intake of air over the phone line. "Are you all right, Jeff?" she asked mischievously.
He laughed. "Yes, I am, you little vixen. But hearing you promise that, I may not be able to get up from my desk for a while until a bit of my anatomy settles back down."
Mia giggled. "Well, if you do manage to get it to deflate, I'd better be able to get it to re-inflate soon after you arrive. I seem to be feeling extra horny right now, lover. And I need to be stuffed full of your man meat!" She heard Jeff groan in response.
"That did it!" he whispered into the phone. Continuing to whisper with a voice a little hoarse with desire, he added, "Now I may not be able to get up from my desk for hours! You'd better put several of our beach towels down on the floor just inside our front door, Mia. Because I plan to have you flat on the floor, prone, while I give you the stuffing you're begging to receive." After a few exchanges of endearments, they both hung up to get back to doing things.
Jeff went back to his desk work, hoping that concentrating on it would allow him to quell his now raging hard-on. Mia started thinking about a potential upcoming impregnation session. As she turned her mind to it, she realized that her subconscious had already been mulling it over, and had formed tentative plans. She consulted the Internet, found what she was looking for, bookmarked the page once she'd written down a list of materials, and got into her car.
She drove to the nearest do-it-yourself store. A very knowledgeable, pleasant, middle-aged worker looked at her list, and helped her find all her requirements. He even cut the two-by-fours she was buying to the lengths specified, since it was part of the store's service.
When she got home, she started on the project, hoping Jeff would be pleased with her idea. If not, he'd at least get something usable, anyway. Skilled at time management, she kept one eye on the clock. Consequently, she'd stopped what she was doing with plenty of time to cleanse her rear tunnel thoroughly, shower, and make herself look pretty as a picture. She even tucked the string from her fresh tampon up out of sight, not wanting to ruin the effect. As promised, she was smiling and naked, waiting just inside the front door as Jeff entered.
His eyes dilated as he looked her up and down and whistled appreciatively. "You look gorgeous, sweetheart!" he told her, his eyes beginning to smolder. After kissing him with a mixture of tenderness and passion, she removed his tie and began unbuttoning his shirt. He looked down by their feet and saw that she'd indeed placed several large beach towels on the floor, along with a bottle of their favorite lubricant for anal sex. Immediately, his cock sprang to attention, creating a large tent in the front of his trousers.
Mia was about to pull his shirt free from his trousers when she saw what was happening below his belt. Impishly, she knelt part way down and cooed, "Does somebody need to be released from these mean ol' pants?" as she shimmied her shoulders just enough to make her breasts knock gently against his clothed cock, trapped between them. Jeff's loud groan of need was answer enough.
Jeff finished removing his shirt while Mia carefully opened his pants and freed him from them, along with his underpants. She gave some oral attention to his now available cock and balls, before saying, "Are you ready to give me that stuffing you promised, Sir?"
"More then ready, wench," he replied with a mock growl. "Turn around and get down on your belly." Giggling, she did as she was told, stretching herself out on the towels. As an added incentive, she reached back and held her ass cheeks apart, presenting him with an unobstructed view of her brownish-pink rosebud.
"Oh! That's cold!" she exclaimed as Jeff drizzled the lube into her ass crack and across her anus. But the cold didn't last long once Jeff's warm finger started rubbing the lubricant around, anointing her puckered rear opening. That same finger began working the slippery stuff through the opening, easing its way in. Mia was moaning softly into the towel, signaling how much she was enjoying this.
Soon, Jeff had a pair of slickened fingers sliding easily in and out of Mia's 'naughty hole' -- so easily that Mia was pressing her butt upward, trying to get them to go deeper. One handed, Jeff drizzled more lube on his raging erection, smearing it around until his manhood gleamed in the light. He was so turned on by Mia's obvious need that he couldn't wait any longer. As he pulled his fingers out of her ass, the head of his cock pushed against her anal opening before it had a chance to constrict.
Mia gasped, "Oh, fuck... yes!" as she felt the head of his cock give the final stretch that led to her ultimate penetration. Once that cock head cleared her anal ring, the rest of its shaft followed easily, since it was so well lubed. She let go of her hold on her ass cheeks and balled her hands into fists, clutching the towels on either side of her head. She was often extra horny during her period, and today was no exception. "Do me, lover," she pleaded. "Fuck me hard. Remind me that my mouth, pussy, and ass are yours to fuck!"
Jeff reminded her.
He teased her for a little bit, moving slightly out, and slightly back in, holding her hips steady with his hands. Those hips pressed backwards and forwards against his grip, as Mia tried to make him fuck her harder. After she moaned in frustration, either mock or real, Jeff pulled almost all the way out and then rammed his cock fully inward, to the hilt. His balls crashed against her cunt lips with an impact that satisfied them both. "Oh, yes!" Mia cried out. "That's what I need! That made my toes curl, and my nipples stand to attention, Darling!"
"Oh really? Let's see," Jeff stated, his hands moving from her hips to her tits, his fingers taking hold of the aforementioned nipples and squeezing those delicious nubs. He tugged them downward against the towels, anchoring her in position and proceeded to fuck her hard. Each time his ball sack slapped her pussy, his talented fingers rolled her swollen nipples sensuously.
Mia's attention skittered from the sensations he was generating at her ass and pussy to the sensations he was creating at her breasts. Her mind vacillated between the two locations, trying to decide which was more exciting. In the end, it gave up, which means she lost control, which was exactly what the two lovers sought. Mia gibbered a lot of nonsense as her body shook in orgasm. Hearing, seeing, and feeling his wife climaxing beneath him made Jeff's heart swell with pride. The movements of his hips accelerated, and after plunging several more times, embraced by the tight friction of her rear tunnel, his cock swelled also, and began spewing.
As Mia felt the surges of hot fluid being forcefully deposited deep inside her ass, she clamped her teeth on the towel beneath her and emitted a muffled shriek of joy. To Jeff, it sounded like 'eee ahhh oooo ffffffccckkkk' and the sound continued as long as his cock twitched inside her silky sleeve. Then, by common consent, they slumped forward until Mia was stretched out on the towel, and Jeff was stretched out atop her. She murmured her muffled appreciation into the towel as Jeff nuzzled the nape of her neck, alternating between kissing her there, and licking some of her salty sweat from the heated skin. His hands were still beneath her torso, cradling her breasts.
Eventually Jeff's cock softened and slipped out of her ass, allowing his semen to emerge, propelled by the constriction of her rectum and a few liquidy cummy farts. His load oozed down along her pussy lips, making her shiver with delight. It took them a little while to get up the strength and will to disentangle and arise. In the bathroom, Mia removed her tampon, which had become saturated, due to it absorbing her pussy juices and cum, along with that for which it was intended to be used. She and Jeff showered together, and, after drying off, they remained naked, he going to the kitchen to start preparing dinner, and she joining him moments later after inserting a fresh tampon.
As they ate dinner, Mia shared with him her idea for the next attempt at impregnation. She started off with a few generalities, describing her internet searches, giving him an overall picture. Then she told him about procuring the materials, and getting a start on construction. He looked a little surprised that she'd taken such an initiative, but pleasantly so. However, next she described how she wanted to alter the 'standard configuration' of the object, and how she wanted to be secured to it. She painted such a vivid picture of it in operation, with Jeff and his friends doing their best to make motherhood a reality for her that the mental images had a visceral effect on him.
Mia looked down into Jeff's lap and saw such an astonishing erection there that her eyes dilated with passion and she licked her lips. Jeff hissed through clenched teeth as Mia dropped to her knees and began avidly sucking at his manhood, bobbing her head up and down at the same time. After several minutes, he growled, "I need to fuck that pretty mouth of yours!"
Eyes sparkling, Mia romped into their bedroom, and got onto her back on their bed, sideways across it. Letting her head dangle off the side of the bed, she said, "It's all yours. Come and fuck it!" and then held her mouth open.
They both knew that this was the perfect angle for what he wanted to do. She'd act like a sword swallower, aligning her mouth and esophagus. With practice, she'd learned to suppress her gag reflex and allow the head of his cock to enter her throat. During those moments, the entrance to her windpipe would be blocked, but, using teamwork, they'd established a rhythm that allowed her to suck a lungful of air from time to time, although she'd hold her breath for many of his thrusts. As a failsafe, if she felt any distress, she merely had to press her hands against his thighs as a signal, and Jeff would immediately pull all the way out.
