Nine in a week

Your little brother lets his wife count them off on her fingers. “Let’s see. Limo after the ceremony. Hotel room after the reception. Shower after the reception. Bed after the shower. First night of the honeymoon. Second afternoon of the honeymoon. Third night of honeymoon. Fourth morning of honeymoon. Last night of honeymoon. And we haven’t done it since. Traveling has been exhausting.”

Your wife smiles, “We did it 15 times that first week. He said he wanted to make a baby, but I knew it was because he couldn’t get enough of me.”

Your sister laughs, “No wonder you had your first kid so soon.”

Your wife squeezes your cock under the water, “My husband is a faucet. He’ll keep going until I turn him off. He better watch out. I’m getting in the mood to hold a baby.”

Oh shit. That’s why she’s so flirty. She wants knocked up again. Four kids isn’t enough. Goddamn: you know she’s right. If she wants it, you’re going to give it to her. You’ll pump your wife full of cum anytime she lets you. You’d rather unload your cum onto a pair of big bouncing boobs, but a tight cunt will do.

Your sister-in-law says, “It’ll be so cute if we’re pregnant at the same time!”

Your wife says the craziest thing, “Want to make our babies at the same time?”

Your sister-in-law says, “What do you mean?”

“Like right here. Right now.” Your wife is freeing your cock from your trunks underwater.

“Oh shit,” your sister says, pulling on her husband’s hand. “We’re not planning on making a baby tonight. Have fun!”

They quickly exit the hot tub.

Your wife slips her strap off her shoulder. She looks at your sister-in-law, starting to loosen her other strap to take her suit off completely. “Come on. It’ll be so much fun. Right here in the hot tub. We’ll both conceive new life.”