Talk More Over Food.

It was several more minutes of silence as Jan felt Steve’s cum drip from her snatch before either of them said or did anything, all the while Steve stroked Jan’s hair.

“Should I make something to eat while you clean up?” He asked suddenly.

“Sure.” Jan said, “But you need to clean up too.” Jan slowly sucked his limp cock into her mouth, swirling I around with her tongue while moaning. Steve felt himself start to harden again and suddenly she stopped. “There, all clean.” She added as she jumped out of bed and walked towards the bathroom.

As Steve got up he called out, “Do you want something substantial or just some toast?”

“Toast is good.” He heard Jan respond as he exited the bedroom.

He walked downstairs naked and to the kitchen thinking about everything over the last twenty-four hours. He couldn’t believe it had only been a day, almost in a daze he pulled the bread from the cupboard and popped it in the toaster looking out the window.

Kay was in the backyard next door, her body visible from her ribs up, the rest was covered by the fence. She was topless, probably naked, and Steve was again struck by her beauty as well as the fact that from here she looked like a tall naked woman rather than a half horse.

His thoughts went back to the night before as he watched her in the backyard, he felt his cock hardening again. Never had he had this much sex in so short a period, yet he was still getting hard again. It was at this exact moment that Jan came up behind him and reached around, gently stroking his hard cock. “Are you thinking about fucking her again?” She whispered, “Or knocking her up? I would have thought you would rather knock up Kaya rather than her mother.” She continued.

Steve groaned, “I was thinking about fucking her, not necessarily breeding her.” He explained.

“Not necessarily?” She questioned, “But you would enjoy it.” The toaster popped before Steve could answer and he picked up the slices. “Do you think they can interbreed?” Jan asked.

Steve hesitated as he reached for the butter in the fridge then Jan answered her own question, “I mean I like to think they could, it makes it more naughty, more risky.” Steve looked over to see Jan’s nipples were hard with arousal, “But I don’t want to know yet. I’m safe at the moment, I don’t need to know until I am close.” Steve grabbed the butter and marmalade and closed the fridge. “But I don’t want to know yet. It might spoil the fantasy.”

She snapped out of her reverie as Steve placed the items from the fridge on the table. “Well,” he began, “how about we ask them after the party?” he sat down, “But if they can I might be knocking someone up next week.” He finished.

Jan shuddered in her seat, “Well we’ve spoken about having kids after we are married.” She said, leaving the thought unfinished.

“Yeah, but with each other, and we don’t even know what happens if they can. Do we get a half-breed, or is it more human, more whatever?” He could feel his cock straining, this conversation was making him hot.

“If you want to wear condoms next week at the party go ahead. I won’t be and I won’t make you.” Jan explained as she spread her butter. “But Gen commenting about planting his seed in fertile fields the other day made me very hot so I want to play with it.”

“Wait,” Steve questioned, “Gen was talking about knocking you up? And if I knock someone up at the party?” Jan shuddered again whether about the party or about Gen’s comments Steve didn’t know.

“That makes me hot too.” She said, “Fuck them as much as you like my dear. You know I’m going too, let’s ask them early next week, just after the party. I should be safe for Saturday and Sunday.”

“Should?” Steve questioned as he felt his cock pulse and a run of precum drip down his shaft.

“Yeah, I will be fertile from the Tuesday or Wednesday.” Jan took a bite of toast, “So if the Mythfolk sperm live for the same time as human sperm I should be pretty safe getting fucked on the Sunday.”

“Pretty safe?” Steve urged.

Jan swallowed her bite and licked her lips, “Yeah, I mean sperm can live for up to five, but that’s why it’s a risk. And I know you like risky sex. After all you did ask if you could fuck me unprotected for your birthday this year.”

Steve swallowed as he looked at his fiancé eating her toast, how could he tell her his cock was dripping, almost flowing with precum.