Pregnant...again

One night we were on the porch, like most other nights. Amy was bent over the railing with her gown pulled up and I was balls deep in her pussy giving it all I had.

"I've got to tell you something," she said as I pounded in and out of her. I could tell it had to be something serious for her to bring it up while we fucked, so I stopped, leaving my cock inside her.

"What is it?"

"Alan, I'm pregnant," she said at last. "And its yours."

"Mine?"

"Yeah, thats the problem," she said. "We've done blowjobs and anal, but your brother still hasn't fucked my pussy."

Amy was starting to tear up as she looked back at me. This was definitely a problem. If he found out, I had no doubt they'd get divorced, meaning I'd lose her. If he found out it was mine, I'd lose him and Kate too. I was about to lose everything good in my life.

"What are we gonna do?" Amy asked, tears now streaming down her face. It made her look even sexier.

"First thing we are going to do is finish what we started," I said, starting to fuck her again. She started cumming at once and I fucked her harder.

"Oh god, Alan," she moaned softly. "Harder."

Knowing that my baby was growing inside this crying woman was amazingly hot. I had a secret fetish for pregnant women. I couldn't wait for Amy to get big and swollen again.

Once we got our current problem fixed, I suddenly wanted to put another baby in Kate too.

A few minutes later I finished, and we both straightened our clothes.

"You've got to have sex with your husband," I told her. "I don't care how you do it, you've got to do it. Get him drunk, drug him or black mail him, it doesn't matter. Just make sure he cums in you...tonight. At most you're just a couple of weeks along. He won't know the difference."

"What if I can't?"

"I don't think you have an option to fail," I told her, then pulled her into a kiss.