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I am Brad Olsen, 48, 6 foot tall, skinny as a rake, not that bad looking, shaved head but my main claim to fame is my manhood. My wife Brenda tells me from conversations with her girlfriends, I am the biggest and thickest of all their husbands. Didn't know they discuss these things.
Brenda is 45, 5'6" and a little thicker than slim, but has had 2 pregnancies with 3 children, yes twin boys, Brian and Barry, 10 and Sally seven. She is still very attractive but very much in charge of everything in and around our family.
"Honey we need to talk." Brenda said as we were sitting watching TV.
"Your leaving me for your boss, your pregnant, how long has it been going on? Who is h.." Brenda hushed me before I could keep going.
"Shut up you moron, you know that would never happen." Brenda said laughing.
"Well what do you want to talk about?"
"My brother and Deb have been trying to have a baby, but for the past 2 years, she can't get pregnant." Brenda explained. "I think we, or more importantly, you, could help them out."
"WOW, you want me to sleep with Deb and get her pregnant, yes sign me up for that. What will Max say about it? When can I start?" Brad said laughing and rubbing his hands together.
"Settle down big boy, no you won't be sleeping with Deb, you will be just a donor." Brenda said as she punched him in the arm.
Max is 34, very muscular, many years in the gym building his 5'7" body. Very protective of his trophy wife Deb. Deb is only 5'4", slim build, smallish half orange shaped titties, firm little cheeks of her bum. But her legs are spectacular, well developed from being a sprinter at her running club. Being short she almost always was wearing high heels, which brought our her calves to the max. WOW.
Brenda outlined their plan, "Deb would be bent over the table laying on pillows, she will be wearing a dressing gown covering her lower body and as much of her legs as possible. You also in a dressing gown, will be led to between Deb's legs. I will stroke your manhood until you are just about to release and I will guide you up under Deb's cover and push you into her to release.
"That is the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard of, that will not work." Brad replied laughing out loudly.
"I have it all worked out, you will plant the seeds, but you will not be moving back and fourth while your in her, Max will rip your arms of if he thinks you are getting off on it." Brenda said a little more firmly.
"OK, so I'm in for this, when is it going to happen?" Brad asked with a huge grin.
"Wipe that bloody grin off your face, this is all business not a sexual episode for your enjoyment. Max is upset since he found out he is firing blanks. His physical appearance, his fitness and then to find out he is not the man capable of producing offspring really upset him." Brenda said. "Next Saturday night, here at our place."
Saturday night, the dining room table was set up with 2 pillows on it, Deb was in a toweling dressing gown, Max standing next to her. I was led into the room by Brenda like a stud horse to bred the mare.
"Right Deb get on the table, Max you keep everything covered from the side of the table. Brad stand behind Deb, close but not touching." Brenda explained as she moved everyone into their positions.
"This is crazy, never going to work." Brad said laughing.
"It will if you don't do anything stupid." Brenda replied gruffly.
Brenda opened Brad's gown and started to stroke him. Max let out a small gasp as he saw Brad's member it was larger than his. Brad smiled as Brenda was working on him and kept asking was he getting close. Several minutes passed.
"Getting close now, just a little more." Brad said. "Now!!"
Pull up her gown Max, more, no, up more. Brenda half shouted. But Max didn't want to expose Deb's body. Brenda thrust Brad forward but could not see the target, she kept stroking and pushing Brad towards where Deb's waiting love canal should be. After many attempts, Brenda could not find the opening but Brad released his baby batter all over Deb's lady bits.
"That was a complete fiasco, told you this wouldn't work." Brad said with a huge smile on his face.
"It's your fault Max, you didn't move her gown far enough, I couldn't see where to put him." Brenda said angrily.
"I didn't want him to see her naked lower body. That's only for me." Max replied.
"He is going to enter your wife and get her pregnant so you can have a family and your worried about him seeing her bum." Brenda replied.
After Deb and Brad were cleaned up, everyone debated how the system had to be altered for next months try. Every one agreed the idea is sound but Max has to remove the gown so Brenda can achieve Brad's penetration. Next time Brenda would kneel down next to Brad instead of standing behind, this would give her a better view of the target area.
For the 3 week period in between, Brenda would satisfy Brad every night to keep his body in high production of seed. One week before the next insemination, he would not be allowed to release, making sure there was plenty on demand for Deb and the job at hand. Brenda had this as a mechanical situation and everything planned out. Max was keeping Deb happy every night as well.
"Now Max, you have to be more relaxed and let things go a little more, you want the end result, so let a little happen.
Everything went the same as last time until it was time for insertion, Max moved her gown, Brenda could see the place to insert, Brad was nearly ready. Brad gave the word, Brenda moved his erect member towards Deb's opening. Stroking rapidly she pushed Brad's member to Deb's lips, but they didn't open, one lip was in the way of penetration. Brad released but it was outside of deb and ran down onto the pillows.
"Another bloody disaster, why don't you just leave it up to Deb and me to get the job done instead of this carry on." Brad said.
"No, definitely not, your not going to sleep with my wife. We're close now a little more fine tuning is needed." Max said.
After brain storming they decided Max would make love to Deb minutes before the next try. He would wear a condom so none of his infertile swimmers would stop Brad's fertile swimmers. Also Deb laying on her tummy, the swimmers had to swim up stream, Deb would now lay on her back with 2 pillows under her lower back.
It all went really well, Brenda inserted Brad into Deb and she then pushed on Brad's butt so he couldn't start thrusting into her. Brad stayed in Deb until he softened and slipped out. Max was happy, he thought it was all finished now. But the test strip did not confirm pregnancy.
The next two months went the same, Brad was filling Deb up with the semen he had saved from the previous weeks, but no positive results. Brad was tested again and the results were he was 100% fertile.
Brad and Deb were really enjoying the coupling. Brad was talking to Deb while listening to Max and Brenda arguing in the other room. They agreed on Brad's plan.
The next month Brad said "I'm close," Brenda pushed him into Deb's already lubricated kitty, he laid still but was flexing his erection and Deb was squeezing her love canal muscles. They were having sex without moving.
"Hurry up why is it taking so long?" Max asked.
"Guess I wasn't as close as I thought." Brad said as he could feel his and Deb's release getting closer. They both climaxed at the same time. Both Max and Brenda stared at Deb, she hadn't released on the previous occasions.
"I am awake up to you mister, I know what you did. You do that to me, the flexing cock routine. Did she squeeze her muscles on you? If Max knew you really fucked her he would go crazy." Brenda said with a slight giggle and smile.
"You don't think I would really do that? What do you think I am, just because I am balls deep in my sister in law, I'm shocked." Brad said trying not to laugh.
