Pleasurably

Somehow over the course of the next couple weeks, we managed to go on dates three or four nights a week, always ending with me fucking her and filling her to the brim at her place. It was becoming a pleasurable routine, even if it wasn't by choice. Even just seeing Stacey in the office started subtly turning me on; of course, it didn't help that she was constantly seeming to adjust her neckline and lick her lips in my presence, and just as often as not spent part of her day in my locked office getting her pipes thoroughly cleaned.

When the day finally came, my wife, Jane, wished me goodbye without a trace of concern; after all, I was only going with my fat, aging secretary Stacey. But as soon as my flight touched down and I met Stacey at the hotel room, I didn't even try to hold back. One look at her soft, thick lips and I imagined them wrapped around my dick; her pillowy thighs just reminded me of her soft legs propped against my shoulders; her doughy ass just felt... good, and right, and it wasn't even minutes before I had her stripped naked, messily kissing, and then bent over and pounded against the couch.

"I'm excited for our vacation together baby," I told her.

"Mmmm, me too," she moaned. "I'm gonna make it so good for you baby; I'm gonna make sure your dick never gets dry."

And for the most part, she did. The next morning, I woke up to my dick already in her mouth; at the conference we fucked in a private bathroom, with her shuddering and coming silently on a sink; we went out to a club that night and got pretty hammered, and then came back and had loud, wild, passionate sex all over the hotel room. She insisted I come on her, and she rubbed the cum into her massive tits, and then dipped it into her pussy. "Who owns this cum, baby?" she asked.

"You do," I murmured.

"And where does it belong, baby?"

"Inside you," I murmured again.

"And why does it belong inside me?"

"Because I love you, baby," I said. She smiled broadly as she fingered her cum inside me, and then, jiggling again, came once more. We fell asleep entwined together, naked.

Throughout the conference, when people would approach us to network, they assumed we were a couple; Stacey would hold my hand and play the part, sweetly. "You look very happy together," an older woman told us. "Oh, we are," Stacey responded, smiling, "It's our first time together in Miami." The woman smiled. "A wonderful couple like you should have a great time here," she said, "It's a beautiful city." I nodded, and she eventually switched to business chit-chat, before giving me her card and walking away.

Later that afternoon, back at our hotel room, Stacey brought the encounter up as I ate her out, kneeling at the edge of the bed. She gripped my hair. "I loved it when that woman could tell we were a couple, baby," she told me. "I like showing off with you."

I lifted my head. "I like showing off with you too, baby." And in some dark corner of my soul, it was true.

"Oh, you do?" she laughed. "Well, let's show off a little more then." She pushed me off her, and pulled me out towards the balcony, both completely naked. "Let you big, beautiful girlfriend show you how much she appreciates coming on this trip with you," she said, and immediately engulfed my dick in her mouth. She sucked me for a while, and then pulled off. "And now let me show you where that dick belongs," she said, grabbing my dick and pushing it inside her. "Let me show you what a slut your girlfriend is for you." I moaned, and fucked her against the railing.

We fucked fast, and then slow and lovingly. She turned around and as we fucked we kissed, deeply, for minutes. She pulled back and looked deeply into my eyes. "I love you more than anyone," she said, her voice almost trembling.

I knew it was time. "I love you more than anyone, too," I said, and at some level... I think I might have. Call it Stockholm syndrome, but at this point I didn't think I could keep my hands off her even if she didn't have me by the balls... Everything with her felt too good, better than I'd ever had. I didn't want this to stop. I was a willing participant.

"Fuck me in the ass, baby," she said, and I almost fell off the balcony.

"What?" I said, not believing my ears.

"Fuck me in the ass on this balcony baby," she demanded. "I want you to own every part of me. I want your dick in every fucking hole I have." It was a tight squeeze, but I managed to make it as she moaned and pulled me in, sometimes biting her lip in pain but never relenting. We kept fucking for a while, as she loosened up and got more and more into it. Finally, she turned to me again.

"Take me inside," she said, "I have something I want to show you."

I held her as we walked inside. She went to the bathroom to get something and shyly returned, holding something in her hands. She bent her giant, wobbly ass over and throatily moaned: "Get your dick back inside this ass baby. I want you inside me when I show this to you." I gladly did, and we built up a slow rhythm again.

"You own every part of me, baby," she moaned huskily. I kissed her deeply again, and she pulled one of my hands over a massive tit. She shuddered as I groped her and tweaked her nipple. "You've been coming in my pussy for weeks now," she said, "Every time I spread my legs for you. And you've been fucking me every chance you get, in the office, on our dates, in this hotel room, even," she moaned, "even in the bathroom at the conference. I've been such a good slut for you," she said, and I moaned in agreement. "Such a good girlfriend," she continued, and I kissed her, "and now you own every part of me." I spanked her ass and she nearly gurgled. "My mouth, my pussy, my ass," she said, and moved the hand that was holding something up into my field of vision. "...And even my womb." She opened her hand, and showed a pregnancy test.

It was positive.

"That's what all that cum did to me baby," she said. I couldn't believe it. I hadn't even thought it was possible at her age. "You filled me up so, so many times, and I took it each time. You got one of my last eggs." I kept slamming into her massive ass; somehow this was turning me on, even though I knew it was wrong. She turned around and gave me a wicked grin, realizing I wasn't going to stop or freak out. "That's right," she said, "You used to just jack off to your fat, slutty secretary," and I wasn't going to correct her at this point, "and now you've fucked her over and over, and knocked her up, and now you're balls-deep in her ass. Isn't that right?" I nodded, blindly. "Everyone at the office is going to know," she continued, "We've been spending so much time together in locked rooms, and you took me to this conference alone, and now I'm knocked up... Doesn't take much to draw the lines, does it?" I shook my head. She grinned even wider. "You're not going to stop, are you?" I shook my head again. I couldn't. I was too turned on. This was too dirty. Her softness felt too good, everywhere.

"You own me, baby," I finally croaked out. She kept grinning.

"It was so easy," she said, "You barely even fought back. I think you wanted this the whole time." I didn't, did I? But here I was nonetheless.

"Pull out," she told me, and I did. "I want you to tell me who you want to have the rest of your babies with while you cum on my tits."

Stroking my dick and looking at her thick, soft lips and her giant tits, I told her.

"I love you and I want to have the rest of my children with you," I said, and came. She scooped up the cum from her tits, and in a familiar gesture, began depositing it inside her pussy.

She smiled. "I don't think that's going to be a problem," she said, licking her fingers clean. She held them up facing me. "But first, you're gonna have to get a ring."