The Sperm Donor

This picks up immediately following Ch1 so please read that first to understand what is going on. Like the first chapter this is also fictional, please enjoy.

Rodney

It had been about two weeks since I attempted to breed my brother's wife. I hadn't heard a single peep from either one of them. I knew it was getting close to finding out if our little experiment had worked. I was dying to know. Mostly I was hoping it was going to be negative so we could do it again. I decided to devise a plan to stop and see Kaylee when Scott wasn't there. I needed to see how she would act in front of me after everything.

I knew Scott played golf every Sunday from 10-2 so I planned to stop by asking for him knowing full well that he wouldn't be there. The only flaw in my plan was I didn't know if she would be home. I decided that I would stop by at 11 in case she wasn't home because then I could come back at 1. That would be more than enough time I figured considering she might not even let me in.

Sure enough when I stopped by at 11 she wasn't home or she wouldn't answer the door. I didn't see her car, so she probably wasn't home. I went to the store to run some errands eventually coming back at 1. I saw her car in the driveway so I knew she was home this time. At least I would know if she was ignoring me. I pulled into the driveway, made my way to the front door and knocked.

Kaylee

I decided it was best not to talk about Rodney based on Scott's reaction to the last session so we hadn't seen or heard from him in two weeks. To be honest it was kind of nice. I don't think I could face him with him knowing that he made me cum multiple times. I just couldn't give that smug bastard the satisfaction. Only problem is my period was due anytime now. We would have to contact him soon about the results, but not on my weekend.

I love Sundays because Scott plays golf and is out of the house for around five hours. This gives plenty of "me" time. Usually I'll go out to lunch and shop or maybe go for a hike, depending on the weather. You can imagine my disappointment when shortly after I got home I heard the unmistakable sound of Rodney's sports car pulling into the driveway. Why do all tiny dick guys drive...oh wait. I felt so stupid in that moment. Now that I think about it, he didn't have big hand or feet either. He certainly wasn't black. Were all the tropes about dick size inaccurate? Future research paper I thought to myself.

I considered not answering the door, but my car was in the driveway so that was out. He was probably just looking for Scott and would leave shortly after discovering he wasn't here. I opened the door.

"Hi Rodney, Scott is out playing golf and won't be back for another hour or so."

"Oh, that's ok I was actually just stopping by to grab my jacket that I left here last time."

"Where is it? I'll go grab it for you."

"I don't want to put you out, I can't remember exactly anyway. I think it was by the kitchen maybe, I'll look for it and be outta here in no time. Sorry to bother you."

With that he entered the house, heading for the kitchen area. He was wearing light grey sweatpants, black t-shirt and running shoes. I relaxed a bit since he clearly wasn't dressed to impress if you know what I mean. It did seem that he was just here to just grab his jacket. As he was looking around the kitchen area I couldn't help but sneak a peek at his crotch. I don't know how I never noticed this before, but I could clearly see the outline of his head! I couldn't stop sneaking peeks when I thought he wasn't looking. It felt so naughty to see his thing in a non sexual situation. I felt like a peeping Tom. Not to mention I had never actually seen the thing that gave me my biggest orgasm ever. I couldn't help but be curious.

Rodney

I needed an excuse to get inside the house so I said I left my jacket, which was a total crock of shit. Really I just wanted to parade around to see if she would look at my cock. I had purposely worn my light grey pants because I knew you could see the outline pretty easy. I even clubbed up a bit in the car to make it extra noticeable. The plan was to see if she would look or not. I had a hunch that she would, but if she didn't, I would know that she probably wasn't sexually interested in me. The breeding session was just a one off thing and would stay that way.

I made a point to look around the kitchen area standing in places where the sunlight would light up my crotch best. I also made a point to not look at her but look in a direction that let me see her eyes. Sure enough I caught her glancing at my crotch every time she thought I wasn't looking. This was perfect. Now I knew I had her.

"Do you want to see it?"

"Uhh, see what. Your jacket," I feigned stupidity. Fuck, he had caught me.

"Not my jacket, the thing you've been staring at since I got here."

"I don't know what you're talking about. I've been looking for the jacket," I tried to deflect.

"Kaylee, we all know you've been looking at my cock this whole time. I can see your eyes you know."

"I...I...I...just happened to glance down there. I wasn't staring at it or anything."

This whole conversation I made a concerted effort NOT to look anywhere even near him. I kept my back or side to him as much as possible so that I wouldn't peek again. I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction I thought to myself. I was quite shocked when I did eventually look at him to defend my last statement and there it was. Rodney had taken it out, leaving his cock and balls to hang over the waistband on his pants.

I couldn't even pretend to not stare at this point. I know I'm not the most sexually experienced woman in the world. I've only slept with three guys and my husband, well four guys now. I've only given a handful of handjobs and blowjobs as well. This is all to say I've seen about ten penises in real life, not including porn. This one was not like the others. Before this moment I would have said they were all about the same with only some minor differences in appearance. I would have classified none of them as attractive. Size and shape wise most were average. In fact Scott was probably the biggest.

That was before I was gazing at this monstrosity. It looked exactly like that one porn star I mentioned before, John combs, or something like that. Flaccid, it looked as long and thick as Scott's was hard. Probably more interesting, or at least different, was his foreskin covering about half of his head. His massive meat looked like it was wearing a turtle neck. His balls were enormous too. They hung down more than halfway to the tip and were the size of eggs.

I wanted to look away. I didn't want to build his ego any more than need be, but I couldn't. I just couldn't turn my head. I was stuck in a trance. I even involuntarily rubbed my crotch like I was trying to scratch an itch.

"See anything you like," broke the silence.

No response from me. Just a simple almost imperceptible head nod.

"Want to touch it?"

Same exact response from me. I was hoping that maybe he wouldn't see me nod and everything would just go back to normal. I know I was being naive. One doesn't find themselves in this situation very often so it's not like I knew what to do. I was so flustered by both the giant cock in front of me and the illicit nature of having my brother in law flashing me. Technically I had already touched it was a thought going through my head. It's not really cheating considering he fucked me two weeks ago was the other thought. Of course this was ignoring all of the rules we had set in place. My mind was saying fuck the rules right now. It was looking for any loop hole at this point. I knew I was screwed.

Rodney

I must have had my dick hanging out for a few minutes before Kaylee noticed it. I knew Scott would be coming home sort of soon so I was getting a little impatient. Luckily before I had to do anything she turned around. I'll never get tired of that look. Seen it my whole life. It's what feeds my ego. I used to joke that like Superman getting energy from the sun I needed to see that look every so often to stay alive. To now see that look coming from miss innocent herself I think my recharge meter was maxed out for another year. I must confess though. As fun as it is to see the look it's not a guarantee of success. Some woman want nothing to do with it as they are worried it will hurt their jaw or pussy. A few are happy to just look and touch but not fuck or suck. So like all things in life there are pluses and minuses, even a big dick.

Anyway, decided I might as well take this as far as possible so I starting asking if she wanted to touch it. Verbally she remained mute, but her head nodded yes and her eyes were screaming yes. She wasn't moving so I took the show to her. I've played this game before. Some woman want you to be the initiator as if it absolves them of any responsibility. Not a problem, I can take on that responsibility.

As I moved towards her she was eventually pinned back against the kitchen table. I stopped about a foot away to give her enough space to play but also not to make her feel trapped. Even though I was the initiator I needed her have an out if she wanted it. I'm not into having woman do anything they don't want to. The entire time she never once looked at my face, only my cock. I think she was too embarrassed to acknowledge what was happening.

As I stood there waiting for her to touch it she still didn't react so I took her hand and placed it around my shaft. Guess she was going to be one of those girls. There was no resistance at all. As soon as I let go she knew exactly what to do. I even think I heard a little moan escape her lips as she began to stroke it.

Kaylee

I told myself that it didn't count if I didn't initiate anything. If he made me do it, then it wasn't my fault. I can't tell you how secretly excited I was when he reached for my hand. As soon as he placed it on that thick shaft I couldn't wait to make it hard. The first thing that struck me was how soft it was. The skin felt like a baby's. Just so smooth and velvety. The next part that I noticed was how fluid the foreskin flowed back and forth. No spit or lube required. Felt like one of those carnival toys that has a hollow tube filled with gel. The skin itself acted as the lubricant and you could now understand natures design. I was fascinated watching the skin completely cover the head and then slide all the way back exposing everything.

Each stroke I could feel the monster getting bigger. When I first started my fingers were overlapping slightly, but as it grew my finger tips were getting further and further apart. By the time it was completely hard my hand was only forming a "C" around the fat shaft. On the out stroke when my hand was all the way to the base it looked like I could fit two more hands on what was exposed. The last thing I realized was how heavy it was. It just seemed to have mass, which is hard to explain. It felt heavy, strong and powerful.

As I was jerking off my brother-in-law in the kitchen of my own house I realized that my panties were soaked. My mind may have wished for different circumstances. Namely not my brash, annoying brother-in-law. However, my body was reacting quite expectedly. I was very torn about what I should do. I deeply wanted to rub my clit, but couldn't give Rodney the satisfaction of me masturbating to his cock. That was too much ego stroking.

Rodney

Once my cock was fully hard I knew Kaylee had to be getting wet. If the other night was any indicator she wasn't one to suffer from dry pussy. I needed to be slow and delicate. I didn't want to scare her off, so I started with something simple.

"Take off your shirt."

"I can't."

"You got to see me, just the shirt, you can leave the bra on."

I could see her mulling it over in her head as she never once stopped playing with my cock. Kaylee did start slowing down and this is when I knew she would do it. Sure enough, keeping a hand on my shaft she used the other to pull the t-shirt over her head. Holy shit. I could see why she was hesitant. Her bra was very thin and see thru. I could make out everything and they were spectacular. She appeared to have those slightly puffy nipples, light areola and even lighter pink nipple. They reminded me of Miley Cyrus' except Kaylee's were slightly larger. My dick instantly flexed extra hard as her tits came into view. I think she liked that because I saw a small smile flash across her face.

Kaylee

I wanted to take all of my clothes off and get fucked on this table if I was being honest with myself. In reality, I have standards, so that wasn't going to happen. I couldn't let this go any further than it already had. So far nothing "bad" or regrettable had happened in my eyes. So when he asked me to remove my shirt I was very hesitant. I didn't want to escalate things, but he did have a point. I figured what's the big deal, he's seen me in a bikini before. It wasn't until I began to remove the shirt and caught a glimpse of my bra, that I realized I was wearing the see thru one. Shit. Well at least he clearly likes my tits because I felt a surge of blood fill his already very hard cock when he saw them. Never underestimate the power of a good ego boost. It made me smile knowing he liked them, even if I didn't necessarily like him. Always good to be appreciated.

Rodney

Kaylee was standing before me in her sexy bra, loose skirt and sandals. This was going straight into the spank bank. What I really wanted to see was her pussy again. I caught a low light glimpse of it in the room, but I really needed to see it in full light. I didn't really know how to achieve my goal though. She was already stroking me in the kitchen of their house so I didn't want to get too greedy. I didn't want to fuck her either because I wanted he to want that in the future. This was just supposed to be a taste. To get her excited about me. Bringing her pussy out could jeopardize that. God did it feel good to have her hand wrapped around me.

You'd think getting a hand job at this stage in life wouldn't be that great. You'd be wrong. It really brought me back to my younger years and I think that made it more exciting. Coupled with the fact that it was my brother's wife doing it and yeah, it was pretty fucking good.

Bbbbzzzz...Bbbbzzzz...Bbbbzzzz...Bbbbzzzz...

I heard Kaylee's phone vibrating on the table and the screen was indicating an incoming call from Scott. I looked at her, then she looked at me and then we both looked at the phone. She had stopped playing with me while she looked at the phone. I think maybe it reminded her that she was doing something she shouldn't.

Bbbbzzzz...Bbbbzzzz...Bbbbzzzz...Bbbbzzzz...

Kaylee

Fuck. Why was Scott calling me? He never calls, he pretty much only ever texts. I ignored the first one thinking maybe it was a butt dial or something. When the phone went off again I decided I had to answer it.

"Hey babe, what's up?" I tried to say in my most casual manner.

"Uh huh...ok...Holy Shit!" I yelped that last exclamation as Rodney had grabbed my waist and lifted me up onto the table. I had almost forgot he was there as my mind was incredibly focused on talking to Scott in the most benign manner possible.

"Sorry babe, I almost dropped the phone on the tile floor again."

I put my hand back on Rodney's cock mostly to prevent him from trying to fuck me. At least it seemed like that was going to be his goal, as now my pussy was at perfect insertion height. I made a point to jerk him again so that his large tool was pointing up and away from my crotch. Again, I know he has technically already fucked me, but that was different because Scott and I agreed to do it together. Not to mention it was only supposed to be for procreation...despite what may have happened. Would Scott be happy about the current situation? Of course not, but to me there was a big difference between 2nd base and a home run.

"Sounds like you had a great game honey...uh huh...yeah...ahhhh...ok sounds good," I said as I continued to stroke that meaty monster.

Rodney

I couldn't believe she answered the phone. What the hell was she playing at here. Maybe I didn't know the real Kaylee, as this was a dangerous game she was playing. I figured I'd test her limits so I grabbed her around the waist and lifted her up onto the table. When I set her down her legs were spread wide to go around me leaving me a great view of her panty covered pussy. God damn what a sight. She was wearing these light pink, thin cotton panties which were showing an amazing outline of her thick lips. A definite wet spot was clear as well, making her pussy even easier to see. Unlike the usual camel toe line, I could see her lips splayed open against the fabric. It was such a hot fucking sight.

I wasn't sure what her reaction was going to be when I lifted her up. It surprised her for sure, considering she blurted out "Holy Shit". She covered herself well. Almost immediately after setting her down she reached for my cock again. Damn, this girl was horny. This was going to be too easy. The sight of her wet pussy soaking through her panties was such an incredible sight. My dick was harder than it ever had been. Her hand job skills weren't too shabby either. She really knew how to keep the right pace with a slight twist at the end of each stroke.

As great as the sight was, deep down I'm a greedy bastard. Figuring she couldn't really react quickly with one hand on the phone and one hand on my cock, I reached for her panties. I stuck my finger under the upper side of her cute little cotton underwear. I could immediately feel her rather large bush against my fingers. I slowly slid my finger down. As I got closer to my goal I started to feel the warm sticky liquid that had soaked through. Man I love that feeling.

The seam of her panties was resting on the second knuckle of my middle finger. This placed my fingertip about half way inside. Once I felt the wetness the tip of finger brushed against her very engorged clit. This brought a light gasp from Kaylee. I don't think Scott heard it on the phone. As I continued down, my finger was basically riding the ridge of her left labia minora. It too was engorged and fairly rigid. It was so different from my wife who has very puffy outer lips, but almost nothing to her inner ones. When I finally got to her entrance it was soaked. My finger was immediately covered in her very warm juice. I noticed her grip on my hard cock had also gotten much tighter. Her tempo was also speeding up.

"Oh...ummm...ok...I guess I'll see you in 20 minutes then," I heard her say. She looked directly into my eyes as she said that, her intent clear. We needed to end things soon. I had really wanted to fuck her again, but I also wanted to stick to my plan. I decided to focus on the handy while I tried to get her off with my fingers.

I pushed her underwear to the side, exposing her pussy to my eyes for the first time in a fully lit room. Wow, were they sexy. They were perfectly symmetrical and folded open slightly. They probably stuck out about an inch or so, making them visible even through her hair. The inner parts were very pink and the outer part of the labia was slightly darker with a ridged appearance. Juices were leaking out of her hole in copious amounts. There was a sheen to everything. I pulled my finger away just to watch the string of her nectar create a beautiful string.

Once I was done admiring Kaylee's hidden treasure I started to focus on the task at hand. I used her lubrication to slide my finger up and down her slit a few times, getting her clit nice and wet. Then I started rubbing her clit. I started slow at first. Rubbing around it, up and down, all with various pressure and speed.

She had hung up on Scott already, so she was using her free hand to brace herself as she leaned back giving me more access. Her breathing was getting faster and more shallow. She was fighting it in her mind, but I knew I had her. As she was getting more worked up I stopped with her clit and slowly inserted two fingers as far as they would go. I saw her eyes start to roll back in her head. I then used my finger tips in the "come hither" movement on the roof of her vagina. I felt her stomach suck in and her head roll forward. She sat up leaning her head against my body.