Decisions

I really don't know how the fuck we got to this point.

I was standing in the basement of Barbara and Judi's house. The former was currently on her knees sucking me off while the latter was bound and gagged in a chair. I was casually thrusting forward, making sure that my dick worked its length all the way down Barbara's inviting throat, my hands tightly holding onto her hair as I did. Basically, I was facefucking her with all my worth in effort to get some of the stress out. A few minutes of this resulted in me cumming down her gullet whilst I stared at her unconscious wife whom we had just kidnapped.

We had well and truly come to a new realm of madness.

She pulled herself free of my dick, a trail of cum and saliva following in her wake. She took a moment to wipe it off with the back of her hand before smiling up at me with that deliriously happy expression they all wore.

"Was it good lover?"

I didn't dignify that with a response, instead focusing on what to do with the problem at hand. Judi thought I had raped her wife, and yeah that wasn't true, but it's not like the truth would be any better. In her eyes I would have stolen her wife, and naturally she'd raise a stink about that. I couldn't lit Jess know about this. But I couldn't keep Judi quiet, and neither could I keep her trapped down her forever.

Didn't help that in the hour since we had fucked, Barbara was looking increasingly pregnant.

A groan of pain, followed by a muffled shout brought me back to reality. Judi was awake, screaming into the rag Barbara had shoved into her mouth, twisting and turning in her ropes. Her eyes found mine and whatever fear she had melted away into utter rage. Whilst I got the sense she was a misandrist before, I think my recent actions had more or less set those feelings to eleven.

"What the fuck are we gonna do?" I asked the universe, rubbing my eyes, "this is so fucked."

Barbara came up behind me, rubbing my shoulders, her swollen tits pressing against my back. "You know, Judi never wanted kids" I could hear the frown in her voice, "I've wanted them for years but it took you to give me what I want," she kissed my cheek, "but I want her to be happy too...maybe you could make her feel good too?"

"Barb," I sighed, "Judi hates my guts. I'm not about to rape her."

Her hands began to stroke my still exposed cock. "But think about it, if she has a baby too...she won't hate you anymore. I'm so happy like this, and I know she'd be happy too," slowly she began to work my dick, her movements sensual and precise, "we could all live together," she breathed into my ear, "and make babies, forever..."

Decisions, decisions.