I dared you to kiss me and ran when you tried

Nick was surprised that Mary had suddenly invited Holly into their bed, but it wasn’t such an uncommon thing. Knowing Mary’s personality, maybe he should have even expected it. And he was also surprised that Holly had gone through with it.

As for Holly herself, she was surprised as well. It wasn’t usually her role, being invited into bed. Especially not with Nick and Mary, after they’d had such a close and loving evening together! She looked at her best friend in confusion. Don’t you want to spend the night with your husband after everything? Her face seemed to say.

Mary stared adamantly at her and shook her head, firm in her denial.

Holly gulped. Submissive as she was, she couldn’t exactly deny Mary’s request, now could she? After all, her best friend was Nick’s wife, and thus, the de facto head of the harem. So even if Holly didn’t feel she was worthy of being with Nick, she would still move forward.

Not that she was quite prepared.

“Um… should I…?” She raised her head and looked hopefully at the two of them, tugging on her collar.

“Strip,” Mary urged her friend. The frantic tone of her voice made it come out almost as a command.

Holly jerked her head up and down in a nod, and removed her clothing, curling up beside the couple as she watched them eagerly. Nick had paused his ministrations in light of Mary’s sudden decision, and now found himself urged by two women to resume.

But before he did, he wanted to know what Mary was after.

His eyes met with his wife, and before he could even say a word Mary answered for him, seeing that he was concerned.

“I want her here,” she said softly. “Do you not?”

“No, it’s not that at all,” Nick said, trying to be gentle to account for Holly’s feelings. “I’m just concerned, that’s all. Tonight is supposed to be for you, Mary. Are you sure you’re not sacrificing your own desires for the sake of-”

Mary’s hands snapped up and she grabbed onto Nick’s collar, pulling him on top of her. She looked fiercely at him, her cheeks flushed and her eyes burning with determination.

“To be clear,” she breathed in a throaty purr, “Holly is here to watch. From up close… so she can enjoy herself in the best way she possibly can.”

Nick was surprised by that statement. And Holly was delighted.

“Really?” She chirped, her eyes wide with excitement. She squirmed, rubbing her thighs against her chastity belt. Her tongue darted out to lick at her lips.

“I know you were concerned about my transformation,” Mary said, glancing down. A small blush spread across her cheeks as her prior fierceness temporarily paused. “But it’s alright, I promise. There’s nothing to worry about.”

Nick blinked. A feeling of alarm rose in his chest. “Wait… asking Holly here… that’s…?” He remembered the wording of Mary’s newest transformation. “She will begin taking the reins in their relationship and serve as the sexy little devil in his ear, urging him to be less hesitant and more commanding in how he deals with the women in his life.”

Was this an example of that?

Mary looked over at her best friend. “I’m just… becoming more aware of how this harem is going to work, that’s all. Holly wants to watch us. Whether it’s in a cage, or right here beside us, that isn’t going to change. So we shouldn’t ignore her, don’t you think?”

“No, I guess not,” Nick mumbled in agreement. He nodded slowly. “I don’t mind Holly being here, obviously.” He gave her an adoring look, causing her to squirm and blush. She batted her eyelashes at him and bit her lip suggestively.

Mary brightened. “So then…?”

“As long as you’re still you, and you’re not encouraging me to do anything you know is wrong, then I’m fine with it,” Nick said, leaning down and kissing Mary’s neck, nibbling gently on her collar as he reached up to caress her breasts. “I like the idea of Holly watching, myself.”

“Ooh!” Mary giggled, squirming in delight. She clenched her legs together in excitement, feeling her pussy moistening. She arched her back, rubbing herself up against Nick slightly as she tightened her grip on his shirt, and with a sharp tug, ripped it apart.

“Ah?” Nick was surprised at the fierceness of her gesture. Her vision burned with desire and he could see just how determined she was. In that regard, he recognized that maybe this conversation could happen at a later date.

Cracking a grin, Nick shed off the shreds of his ruined shirt, and tossed it away. Holly snagged a scrap of it sharp as could be, and clutched it tightly, taking a deep whiff and sighing in delight. Nick and Mary didn’t pay it any mind, already locked in embrace.

“Oongh,” Mary moaned into Nick’s mouth as they locked lips, arching her back in delight as she felt him caress her supple curves. “Yesh, please… don’t keep me waiting,” she begged.

Nick wasn’t about to. As loathe as he was to take his hand off her breast, he wanted to maximize Mary’s pleasure, and dipped his fingers between her legs to play with her moist lips. He rubbed his thumb over her clit and stars flashed through her eyes. A moan escape her again, and she batted her hands at him frantically.

“You’re teasing me again!” She whined playfully. “You’re just the worst, you know that?”

“Yes, and you’re the best,” Nick murmured, kissing her neck again. He squeezed her breast again, causing a few drops of milk to leak out. “You know, Mary, I don’t think I’ve expressed enough just how happy I am that you’re carrying my child.”

Mary’s eyes snapped open wide and she looked at Nick, shocked. “What?!”

“You’re wonderful,” he said. “Recently, I’ve been coming to terms with my own desires… my own fetishes. And I think you’ve been a big influence on them.”

Mary stared at him in surprise.

“…So you like… that I’m pregnant?” Her voice teamed with hope, and she swallowed, clenching her thighs together. He was teasing her all over again! How could he say something like that to her?! Was he trying to make her orgasm with just his words?!

Holly rubbed her thighs together and leaned in intently, her eyes wide with desire. She began to pant, and squirmed in excitement.

“I can’t describe it. But everything about you… your breasts swelling, your body tightening, knowing that you’re growing a living human being inside of you…” Nick’s fingers crept up Mary’s body, tracing over her belly button and resting over her womb. “You can’t believe how wild it makes me. It’s so… primal.”

“Primal, huh?” Mary batted her eyelashes. “Just how primal?”

“It makes me want to devour you, that’s how primal,” Nick growled, leaning down and sinking his teeth gently into her breast, taking a playful love bite out of her tit that made Mary flinch with delight. “If you like that, of course.”

“Oh, please, yes,” Mary moaned in exaggerated passion. “Ooh, take me, my sexy, primal hunter!”

Okay, now it was just getting silly. The two practically collapsed in a fit of giggles, and it took Nick all of his energy to keep from falling on top of her.

They made eye contact, and Mary gave him a hot look. She leaned up and pressed her lips against his, raising her arms and pulling him all the way on top of her.

Nick’s pants were still on, unfortunately. Mary couldn’t stand it!

“Strip,” she hissed at him next. “Now.”

“I thought you wanted me to be in control?” Nick pointed out, pulling back slightly. Still, happy wife, happy life. He unbuttoned his pants and yanked them down, pulling his legs free and more importantly- his throbbing hot cock.

Mary and Holly let out mutual squeaks of desire. Both women were excited to get to the real meat of the moment.

But before Nick could insert himself inside his wife, Mary stopped him again.

“Wait!” She panted out, pushing against his chest. Now Nick was the one being **** back. He looked down at her, surprised.

“Say it again… the part about… how hot it is that I’m… that I’m going to become a mother,” Mary panted, looking up hopefully at him. “You… you really feel that way?”

“More than anything,” Nick said, nodding.

“What about… the other women, then?” She squeaked out.

Nick looked at her, stunned.

“Mary…?”

“It shouldn’t just be me…” Mary looked away, blushing. “I shouldn’t be the only one feeling this pleasure. The joy of motherhood…” She reached down and caressed her belly, where her beloved child was growing. “The other girls… they should be given the chance to have a taste of it.”

Nick smiled at her. “That… that isn’t up to me,” he said, shaking his head. “That should be up to them. I can’t just go around knocking up every woman in my harem, you know.” His dick was throbbing hard in his hand in spite of his objections, however, showing just how much his body was in agreement with Mary’s desires.

“But you could!” Holly gasped out, her eyes wide and wild. “Just think about it! You and all the other girls, cumming inside each of them, filling them up with your babies…”

“Oh, yes!” Mary moaned as she pictured it as well. “Can you imagine…? Just line them up, all in a row… Morgana, Kim, Rose, Dawn, everybody-! One load for each of them-! A nice little row of pregnant, loving wives, all for you!”

“Just think about Gina!” Holly prodded, nodding in agreement. “She’s trying to become more mature, right? Well, nothing makes you more mature and responsible than having a child!”

“And the other girls… Vivian, she… she already wants one, right?” Mary looked up at Nick, excited. “Because of her transformation. And then, Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin, you know that she wants one, too… I don’t know about anyone else, but… just imagine it!”

Nick could imagine it. And as much as his morality was telling him it was wrong to fantasize about something like that, his desires were getting the better of him. And it didn’t help that Mary’s legs were closed, depriving him of an opportunity to insert himself inside of her and relieve his suffering.

It was almost like they were teasing him at this point.

“Mary…” he panted, looking her dead in the eye. “I know what you’re doing.”

Mary let out a little squeak.

“As much as I find the idea of getting the other women pregnant… like I said, it’s not up to me,” Nick said, firmer this time. “That’s a decision for them to make.”

Mary gazed solemnly into his eyes, and sighed. Slowly her legs parted once again. “You’re right, of course,” she said glumly, nodding. “That’s their choice. It would be wrong to make it for them, I understand.”

Nick was relieved to hear that. The last thing he needed right now was for wires to get crossed between himself and his wife. Sharing a fetish was one thing. But Nick was glad that for Mary that was as far as it went. While they both found the idea of him getting the other girls pregnant to be an alluring and tantalizing prospect, they had enough rationality between them still to know better.

…Time to get to changing that. Nick wasn’t interested in being rational now that Mary knew where he stood on the matter.

“So in the meantime,” Nick growled, adjusting his position and lining the head of his cock up with the lips of Mary’s welcoming pussy, “I’ll have to make do with my sexy, hot as hell wife!”

He pushed inside of her, making her buck against him in delight.

“Oh! OH, fuck, yes!” Mary moaned, thrashing in ecstasy as she squirmed beneath him. It felt so good to finally have her husband back inside her, hot and raw and ravenous, just like it was meant to be. She clutched the sheets as the first waves of orgasm washed over her, blurring her vision as her pigtails whipped about, sending strands of orange hair all across her flushed face.

Becoming one with Nick in such a ruthless, carnal manner, it was like nothing else in the world. Not reading a good mystery novel, not watching Black Beauty, not even her nightly prayers, nothing could compare to the feeling of becoming one with the man she loved. Oh, if only she could feel this all the time!

But then, if Nick was always inside of her, he couldn’t very well be getting the other women pregnant, now could he? What a conundrum! And one her brain was far too frazzled by pleasure to even begin addressing.

“Oh, please! Breed me!” Mary dug her fingers into her husband’s back as he thrust inside her with wild abandon, neither caring in the moment that Mary was already very pregnant. That was less than an afterthought compared to the attractive prospect of knocking her up all over again, which stoked the flames of Nick’s ravenous libido as he thrust into her over and over, pushing them both towards their mutual climax.

“You’re so fucking hot,” Nick growled in her ear, sucking little red marks all across his wife’s neck as he feasted on her, feeling Mary squeeze down on him in just the most perfect ways. “It’s not enough… more, I need so much more-!”

“Yes,” Mary moaned in agreement. “More… as much as you want… you deserve… it all-!” She cried out, rising up into his embrace as she squirted all over him. It was like fireworks went off inside of her, feeling him take her like this. She couldn’t hold back- nobody could.

Nick kept thrusting through his wife’s premature orgasm. Mary was a screamer, and a squirter, and both of those things were just fine by him. Every orgasm he drew out of his spasming wife was a firm reassurance that he was a man doing what needed to be done, bringing the woman he loved to orgasm, and he loved her all the more for it, letting him taste the delightful pleasure they were both feasting on.

And the best part of it all? Mary wasn’t done after her first orgasm, not by a long shot. That was just more fuel for the fire. The waves of pleasure had barely abated for an instant before she was already bucking him again, hips locked tightly around his waist so he could pound into her at just the right angle. That first orgasm was good for a warm-up, but the best was yet to come.

After having burned through her pent-up feelings of lust, Mary’s mind began to clear- relatively-speaking, of course. She was all hot and ready to go now, and while she could peer through the fog of her sexuality and think of more than just “CUMMING NOW!” like a deranged Holly, that didn’t mean the thoughts welling up inside her were the best.

No- she had several twisted ideas rattling around in her skull, and she was looking forward to taking advantage of Nick’s impassioned state to increase the pleasure for them both. Nick would forgive her for making them both feel even better, right?

“You deserve it all…” Mary’s voice was hoarse and raspy after all her moans, and she dug her nails deeper into her husband’s back as she clung to him, pressing her breasts into his chest. “Knock all of them up… you deserve it. Holly’s right. Having a baby would do wonders for Gina’s sense of responsibility, you know it’s true.”

“Oh, fuck!” Nick groaned, his dick throbbing in response to Mary’s poisonous words. He knew he shouldn’t be getting aroused by the twisted things she was saying, but as long as they kept it to the bedroom, it would be fine, right?

“And then there’s Morgana… you remember, right?” Mary grinned smugly as she felt Nick buck inside her at the mention of the perky goth. The night she’d spent sharing her husband with the pale vixen burned fresh in her mind, and she remembered how passionately Morgana had pled for exactly the thing she and Nick wanted so desperately. “She wanted it… a baby… You could have given that to her. Next time… next time. N-next time, I’ll… I’ll keep you inside her, until- ahn! Until you can’t take it anymore-! Until she’s **** to- OOH! OooOHOOHoooh! …Until she’s **** to accept your child inside her, whether she wants it or not!”

Nick was trying not to think about that night, but it was impossible. In the frenzy of his approaching orgasm, his body was **** to latch onto anything that could maximize his pleasure, and Mary’s wild fantasies were like an oasis in the desert.

“Give Dawn the affection and support she so desperately needs,” Mary continued onto her next target. “Can you imagine that slender little gymnast’s body swelling up with a litter of little kitten-eared babies?! And think about what it would take to get her there-! Logical, rational, reasonable little Dawn, throwing caution to the wind just because the idea of lying back and taking your seed is just too tempting for her to-! AHHN!”

Mary managed to work herself up to another orgasm just off of that, cutting her fantasy short. But it had definitely done the job. As she spasmed and thrashed, Nick’s thrusts only got fiercer, coring her out in the perfect way she longed so desperately for- and longed to see him do to all the other women in his harem.

She could feel he was getting close. Just a little bit more…

“Kim would be next…” she gasped out as she rode the waves of her second orgasm, already feeling a third on the horizon. “She’d fight it, but… you know she would give in. It’s what she wants deep down, to stop having to work all those rough jobs, to just take it easy and relax… It would be so good for her, give her some maternity leave… and with the clothes she’s wearing, can you picture what she’d look like when she starts to swell? Like a little knocked up schoolgirl, someone who should have been studying for her tests and aiming for a good college… imagine derailing all of her life plans due to a single, wonderful mistake…”

Mary’s words were just noise in Nick’s ears now, he could barely make it out. He was so close, he just needed to get a little bit further. He could see them all laid out before him- Gina, Morgana, Dawn, Kim, swelled up with his offspring just as Mary painted for him. But it didn’t stop there. He could picture Vivian, still looking amazing in a maternity dress that just seemed so stylish, and Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin right beside her, finally **** to take things slow, with her body adjusting to raising a life instead of taking them. Carly and Marley, with matching baby bulges, posing sensually for him, and-

“FUCK!” Nick groaned, feeling himself pass the point of no return. His mind went blank as he neared his climax, and Mary squeezed down tightly around him, feeling him reach his breaking point.

She was right on the edge herself- and that was when she chose to play her trump card.

“…And Rose,” she whispered hotly into his ear. “She would look just perfect swelled with your child, nice and wifed up, just like me.”

Mary had no knowledge of the fantasies Rose had painted for Nick the night before. But it didn’t matter. Call it instinct, luck, or women’s intuition, but she managed to put her finger on the pulse of the one thing that would set Nick off in the end.

“I’m cumming!” He grunted, feeling the energy leave his body and flow out his shaft. He had no real idea who he was shooting off inside of at the moment of his climax, it could be one of multiple girls that plagued his fantasies. But it was enough to just let it all out.

“Yeesss!” Mary moaned, thrilled that she’d managed to draw him into her own sexual fantasies so thoroughly. As she held him close and surrendered to the incoming orgasm assaulting her, she spotted Holly out of the corner of her eye, and smirked at the desperation filling her best friend’s face.

“You can cum too,” she gasped out, and brought Holly into the fold as they shared a mutual bonding of lustful delight.