Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. It involves elements of questionable consent, alcohol, drugs, cuckolding, breeding, and pregnancy. This story is written from the point of view of a specific character, and the actions aren't meant to be logical at all times. People make mistakes and bad choices. It's human nature. All characters are at the legal age of eighteen or older.
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"Mmmm..."
Bright sunlight flooded into the bedroom and woke me up.
A glance towards the clock confirmed what I expected, it was still only afternoon. That was confusing, considering so much had happened, and yet the day had barely even started.
Julia was still under the blanket next to me, and sleeping as peacefully as an angel. I wasn't sure if I should thank her later, or simply hug her, for what she did earlier. She was so caring and loving that I couldn't quite wrap my head around it. She was selfless and amazing.
To avoid startling her I only slowly and carefully began to move. I slipped out from underneath the blanket and left the bed without waking her up. I was curious to see what the others were up to. The TV was turned off, and the entire house was dead quiet. It was an almost eerie silence. Once I reached the hallway, I could hear the faint sounds of breathing nearby. After a few more steps, I arrived by the master bedroom and peeked inside.
Before my eyes managed to adjust to the dim light in the room, I was assaulted by the sharp smell of sweat. There was also something else, it was more subtle, but I could smell the faint scent of Steph... or rather, the distinct fragrance of her arousal. It lingered sweetly in the air and had combined with all the other, more aggressive scents.
Simply put, the bedroom reeked of unprotected intercourse.
That thought lingered in my head as I stepped into the room and looked closer. Their bed covers were off, and I could see Steph being tightly spooned by Jacob, and both of them were soundly asleep.
The scene was in contrast to their first encounter, when Jacob had quickly left their tent after he finished having sex with her.
It was so silent around us that I could continue hearing them breathe slowly and calmly. Jacob was naked and his clothes were scattered across the floor. Steph seemed to be wearing nothing but the nightgown from earlier. As I continued to approach the side of the bed, I couldn't help but feel a little curious. So I reached out for the bottom hem of her nightgown, grabbed the silky fabric, and slowly lifted it.
Wow.
Jacob was sporting a morning erection in his sleep, and since he was spooning her, it caused the head of his dick to push up against... Steph's panty-covered crotch. She must have slipped her undies back on after they were done yesterday.
It was my first time seeing his cock, it was obscene. Just like what I imagined it to be - it was girthy, and while it wasn't particularly long, it was so fat that I could now fully understand why Steph had struggled with it.
However...
Even if her body could barely accommodate Jacob's dick due to its sheer size, right now was the best time for her to conceive his baby. Besides, Julia explained that whenever Jacob was ready and willing, she was available to him, no questions asked. So if Julia always made herself available... then Steph had the same role to play now.
I let go of the nightgown, and reached down for the bottom of her panties... the silky soft material crunched up a little as I grabbed the gusset. And then, I did what I had to do, and I pulled the crotch of her panties aside to reveal the tender and puffy lips of her vulva. She looked battered and sensitive down there, but now, her slit was freely accessible just like it was meant to be.
Even in his sleep, Jacob's morning erection occasionally did an eager little bounce, or shift around slightly. It didn't take long for the smooth purple head to smooch up against her labia. It had nowhere else to go after all, not while they were spooning and his member was trapped between her thighs, right up against her crotch.
It also seemed like Jacob was guided by instinct. Which wasn't any surprise either, he was in his forties. So while Steph and me were sexually active for just a couple years - barely experienced - Jacob on the other hand, had been sexually active for twenty or thirty years. When the tip of his member mushed up against her labia, his hips began a subtle... sawing motion, back and forth. His instinct was aware that his erection was in close proximity to a welcoming warm entrance.
I looked up at Steph, and she was still just as asleep as her partner was. Neither of them seemed to know, or care, that their genitals were completely unprotected.
Her body was ready for babymaking.
And then, slowly but surely, I watched as his erection managed to pry open the lips of her pussy. They were being forced inwards as he pushed into her, just a bit at first, but gradually more and more. Even in her sleep, she uttered a quiet groan when he pushed most of his shaft into her.
I couldn't help but wonder if Steph secretly loved this, or at least that in theory she would enjoy knowing that this was happening. After all, she always used to be so much more of a horny devil than I was. This scenario was exactly one of the fetishes she once confessed to me. She always wished to try it at least once, the act of being taken while asleep. Though of course back then, she dreamed of me doing that to her.
She probably didn't fantasize about another man gently and softly fucking into her while she was asleep and fertile.
The motions continued for a good few minutes, it was mesmerizing to watch. Her quiet groans slowly rose in volume. Steph's vagina clung tightly around the fat girth of his manhood. In and out. They didn't seem to have any sense of urgency, they simply seemed to... enjoy themselves, even while asleep. Though as I continued to observe them, I could see the way her labia grew more engorged and red as it strained to contain something so big. Her poor little pussy was stretching and struggling.
"Mmh.... Mmm.... Dah-darling...?" Steph's voice whispered quietly. And as I looked back up, I could see her eyes were just barely open. She had woken up but she was still in a drowsy and tired state.
"Yes... you are safe, don't worry," I reassured her.
In the meantime, Jacob's hips continued moving back and forth mechanically. I could hear the faint slippery squelching each time he pushed his erection back into the comforts of her womanhood. Every push was also forcing any remnants of cum deeper inside her genitals. He was breeding her and I did nothing to stop him. It gave me mixed feelings to think about that, but I knew how much she would enjoy being a mother.
"How are you? I mean, how are you feeling?" I said. The effects of the Xanax were still in full effect, but I was genuinely curious since I wasn't sure if it made her sick or unhappy.
"Good... all good... just a lil' tired is all..." she replied softly. She didn't even seem to mind or care that she was in the midst of gentle intercourse with Jacob. She had none of her natural inhibitions or worries, she was completely carefree. She even smiled back at me, even as Jacob gave her some particularly deep thrusts.
There was something oddly romantic about this.
If she were her normal usual self, she would be against sex without foreplay, and more than that, she would be against him shooting his gooey man-seed into her private parts. She would hate the idea of having a "
disgusting foreign fluid
" inside of her body. It wouldn't matter to her that sex was naturally that way. She was obsessed with being clean and tidy.
That was the reason why this felt romantic.
She didn't make any fuss about this situation. She was barely awake, and he was gently and softly pushing in and out of her unprotected vagina. They were like an old married couple that had been together for a lifetime.
"Nice, that's nice, I'm glad," I said. She really seemed quite out of it. She was in that blissful middle between slumber and wakefulness, just drifting in and out of her dreams. This encouraged me to be slightly bolder. There was no way she would remember anything of what I said anyway. "Steph, honey. Jacob is going to get you pregnant, is that okay with you?"
She didn't answer, and instead, she uttered another quiet groan. It was a mixture between discomfort and what might have been pleasure. I assumed that perhaps she was enjoying the thought of what I suggested, but when I glanced back down, I could see that Jacob's entire member was buried inside my girlfriend, and the bottom of his shaft was repeatedly flexing and tensing.
That's when I understood what had happened. She wasn't groaning from pleasure, but because his dick had reached its final length and girth. He had reached his climax, and forced her pussy to stretch to its painful limit. Every inch of her womanhood was stretched taut.
He was ejaculating a new load of his sperm into her, and she didn't even seem to notice that part.
"Julia asked me earlier," I continued to whisper quietly while I looked at her sleepy face, "and now I wanted to ask you. Do you want a baby boy?"
"Y-yeah... sure... boys are cute," she replied with an incredibly soft tone. Her voice was barely even audible. It was hard to believe that she answered me so sweetly, while she was in the midst of being inseminated. Every spurt delivered millions more of his swimmers into her defenseless slit.
"Awesome, great," I said with a smile. Everything was going well. At this rate, our plan would actually work out but for some reason I felt an urge to push my luck even further. I reached out for her hand, and guided it down along her nightgown, until her fingers came to rest just below her bellybutton. Her stomach was perfect, but... currently it was still flat and normal. "Tell me, okay? Tell me that you want a baby boy?"
Steph gave me a quizzical look, and I could tell her mind was trying to understand me. But then her medication seemed to help her along, and those thoughts seemed to just... drift away, and they were replaced by complaisant obedience.
"I want... a baby boy," she said softly, and her lips were just slightly curling upwards into what looked like a naïve smile. "Yeah... that would be nice..." she mused sleepily.
She looked so pure, and innocent.
Though as I looked back down, it looked anything but innocent. Jacob's erection seemed to be just there on the edge of his afterglow. It twitched barely noticeably, and was probably in the process of drooling the last drops of semen into Steph's warm sheathe.
But as his member stopped moving, I noticed that her vagina began... pulsing, rhythmically. It spasmed and started to squeeze down on his member. Of course I immediately looked back up at Steph, but she had already closed her eyes again. She didn't show any reaction, despite the fact that I could see... well, my precious girlfriend was having an orgasm!
The physical stimulation must have pushed her over the edge, right there, at the very end. Her climax may be a small one, but it was still a sight to see. Her vagina was suckling on his cock. More than that, I could vividly imagine how her contractions were helping her cervix to dip down and smooch the tip of his erection.
Their genitals were perfectly in sync, and their chemistry was undeniable. Their lewd dance continued, and each time, her smooth little cervix gave a grateful kiss to the smooth head of his manhood.
