A change of plan

Your throat dries up at the thought of a pregnant April, her bloated breasts leaking milk as she rides your cock. Is it really that easy?

“Start riding, slut,” Peter says to his wife when you don’t respond for a few seconds. "Work that dick... Mmm, there you go..."

You’re jolted back to reality as April’s tight cunt begins to milk your cock with its vice-like grip.

“Ooooh,” she moans, leaning forward and pulling your face into her breasts as she humps you both. “So fuuull!”

You take a fat nipple into your mouth and suck on it. April coos, pressing your face further into her chest as she enjoys the sensation of your tongue on her sensitive nub.

As your passion builds you begin to thrust back against her, and the room fills with the sounds of all of you moaning and grunting while the bed shakes under the erratic motion.

You pull away from April’s breasts and stopper her moans with a sloppy kiss. She giggles into it, her tongue dancing with yours. You break the kiss when you feel a sharp pang of pleasure run through your dick, signalling your orgasm’s approach.

“Cum,” April moans, looking deep into your eyes as she begins pounding her hips downwards urgently. “Do it! Unload in your slut, John!”

“I want to knock you up,” you gasp, barely hanging on. “Let me--Oh, God!”

Peter grunts from behind April: “...Huh?”

“Ooh John,” April gasps, her cunt spasming around you. “Yes! Of course I will!”

“Fuck, I'm cumming!”

“Do it! Knock me up--Oooh!” April lets out a shriek as you begin firing wad after wad of seed into her, and Peter joins in with his own grunts; he must be filling her ass. After a few pumps, he pulls out and shoots the rest of his jizz onto her bubble butt before leaning back, totally spent.

"Oh... I’m sorry dear," April says after a moment. "I guess I’ll be having kids sooner than planned.” She moans happily as she slumps down onto your body, cum and juices leaking from both of her holes.

“No way,” Peter groans, sounding more defeated than angry. “You promised I’d be the only one.”

“I couldn’t deny him,” April says simply. “I had to obey John.”

“I...” Peter pauses, and then sighs. “Yeah, I understand.”

“Don’t be so glum,” April says softly. “He might let you be the father next time.”

She then turns back to you and plants a long loving kiss on your lips. After such an intense fuck (and an intense day overall), you're left feeling drunk and heavy.

“Sweet dreams,” April giggles, running a hand through your hair. “I want you there when we break the good news to Michael, okay?”

You nod slowly, exhausted yet elated at how easily you managed to pull this off. Next thing you know, you're drifting off to sleep as April crawls down your body, licking your combined sweat and juices off of you on the way down.

Before you nod off, you have just one more thought: This... Is so much fun...