Cuddle for a bit... make some actual plans...

You and Sara lie together in your bed. Your hands caressing her as she cuddles against you. You lean in for a kiss. Her lips are soft and part slightly at the intrusion of your tongue. They swirl and dance in your mouths as your passion grows. Your hand moves over one of her breasts. The nipple in between the sides of two fingers as you gently squeeze and fondle her chest. She lets out a soft moan. You break the kiss and release her bosom. She twists her body to lie on her back.

"MmmMmmmm..." she groans. "That was so... hot... so amazing... so... fucking... dirty..." Her lips quirk into a wicked smile. One of Sara's hands gently rubs over her soft flat abdomen. Her legs are slightly parted, your liquid virility oozing lazily out of her like white honey. Deeper inside of her, your genetic messengers are being anything but lazy as they energetically lash their tails to begin their swim. You move your hand to be over hers and smile back at her.

"Easy there handsome... I'm not actually due to ovulate until the wedding... It's why we planned it when we did. James wanted... um... he wanted us to... well... start our family then..." you are pretty sure that she's holding something back. She isn't quite looking you in the eye when she speaks. It was a dead give away that she was keeping something from you when you were together.

"I think you're keeping a secret again... It's okay, you can tell me anything. I mean we did just plan to turn your husband into a cuck..."

She lets out a snort. Her hand covering her mouth in embarrassment as she laughs. "You're right... Oh God... Well. The truth is, James is asexual. He wants me to be his cover."

"You are going to be his beard?" you let out a laugh.

Sara gently smacks your chest. "Don't be a dick... yes... he really is a sweet guy. He just doesn't generally enjoy sex. He wouldn't even need someone like me if it weren't for his family. They've told him that if he doesn't get married and have a family that he's going to be **** out of... well everything... the company, the will... his family trust... honestly, the only reason he is even willing to get married is because he can't afford to lose his families support."

You cock an eyebrow, "Wouldn't it ruin everything if you end up pregnant with someone else's child then?"

"Actually... no... the legal language of the trust stipulates only that further testing is necessary if there isn't a blood type match for any children in his marriage. And your blood type... and his... so any babies we had would..." she says as she blushes.

"Matching blood type? I feel like I'm reading some NTR Hentai..." you chuckle ruefully.

"I know right? But I guess the trust was made back in the 30's. James' family was extremely pro eugenics back then. He told me that the language has never been changed and it's allowed for his family tree to become... convoluted..."

"Convoluted? Like ****?" you are taken aback and almost pull away from her in surprise.

Sara nods. "Some... and he told me he has five sisters from different misters... literally. And two of his brothers are from different moms. One was even his aunt..."

"Whoa..." her comment stuns you for a moment and you sit in dumbfounded silence.

After a minute she leans over to kiss you again. It's not meant to reignite the passion, but it does bring you back to reality.

"Are you... sure he would be alright with something like that?" you say whilst shaking your head to clear away the reverie.

"Well... yeah..." she smiles almost demurely as her hand runs back down to her leaking honey-pot. She brings a few dollops of your spend back up to her lips and sucks the fingers clean. "I mean, you'd actually be doing him a favor since he wouldn't actually have to screw me anymore if he didn't want to."

"Hmm... alright... I guess that makes sense. And you... you get..."

"A rich sugar daddy whom I share a love with and a studly baby daddy who I also love..." She leans in for another kiss, this one has more passion than the last.

"And who loves you back..." you almost growl out as you roll over on top of her again.

She giggles as you move in between her legs. Sara obligingly separates them so you can easily press your cock up against her slit. The sticky mess you've made of her snatch re-moistens the rapidly hardening steel bar that some of your past girls half jokingly referred to as your third leg.

"How does this thing even fit inside of me... God, I always feel like I'm so tiny down there..."

"You are... like a vice..." you say as the throbbing head slips in between the swollen petals of her sex and you slowly move to hilt yourself inside of her.

She lets out a gasp and then clenches her teeth as you move to fill her. Her breathing almost stops as you almost **** her organs to rearrange themselves to accommodate your girth. You lean down and press your mouth to hers. Your tongues dancing again as you effectively mouth fuck her. She gasps into your mouth as your tongue goes down into her throat. Her eyes become slits and she moans in pleasure as you push her over the edge again. Her body trembles in your arms and you hold her gently as she rides the waves of her orgasm. When she comes down, her eyes look at you with what could be described as innocence.

"You're so cute..." you say.

"Baka..." she jokes.

"I thought you said this wasn't a Hentai..."

"Just fuck me stud. You've got to practice for two weeks from now..."

You give her exactly what she wants for the rest of that night...