This girl can’t help it

Hey, no shame in wanting your lady to have a good time. And she had a hell of a good time, didn't you, Ash?" My wife just smiled in response. "And it sounds like you enjoyed the show, Chuck!" I couldn't look him in the eye, but I couldn't deny it either.

He absent-mindedly squeezed Ashley's breast while I stood there like an idiot. "Well, I'll be ready to give you an encore performance in a few minutes. But I was hoping I could ask you a favor, Chuck. I really hate sloppy seconds, even if they're my own, you know what I mean? Think you could help your wife out and clean up her pussy before I fuck her again?"

I wonder if Ashley had told him. Not only did I love eating her pussy, I loved it even more when she was a sloppy mess. I had licked my own sperm out of her countless times and loved it. But eating her out when she was full of another man's seed? That was too much.

Except I felt myself starting to stiffen a bit at the thought of it. And then my slutty, adorable wife smiled sweetly and said in a little-girl voice, "please, honey? After the pounding my pussy just got, she could use some of your kisses. I bet you could make me come even harder than he did." She walked backwards to the couch, beckoning me closer. She sat down, legs spread wide open, and God help me, I'm not made of stone. Fully aware of Clyde and Daisy's eyes on me, I got on my knees and gently kissed my wife's belly, and then her abdomen, and then right at the top of her pussy.

She reeked of sex. Her lips were puffy and dark and glistening wet, and they still hadn't closed up from the fucking she had just gotten. I had never seen a more inviting sight in my life. I licked my way down her slit, and saw a trickle of white sliding out of her opening and down her ass crack. I was burning with shame, aware that both Clyde and his knocked-up girlfriend were watching, but I couldn't stop myself. I scooped up his sperm with my tongue, and proceeded to eat my slutty wife's messy snatch like it was my last meal.

If there were any snide comments, I didn't hear them with Ashley's thighs clamped around my ears. But after a few minutes of teasing her clit, I could hear her start to moan, as she started bucking her hips, grinding her pussy against my tongue. She cried out, and as she came, my dick came fully alive, sliding through the mess in my pants until it was straining against the sticky fabric.

But before Ash had even come down from her orgasm, I felt a rough hand on my shoulder pull me backwards, and I was carelessly thrown to the floor. I looked up just in time to see a very big cock slide home into my wife's slit. I sat there helplessly, watching this brute roughly take my wife yet again. Occasionally I'd look over to see Daisy smirking down at me, one hand stroking her pregnant belly and the other rubbing her pussy. I made no effort to hide as I grabbed my dick through my shorts and yanked it hard, well lubricated by the cum coating the shaft from my previous eruption.

Meanwhile, Ashley was egging on Clyde and teasing me, shouting things like, "you fuck me so good!", "you're so much bigger than he is!", "cum in me again and give me another baby!" This went on for what felt like an eternity, my dick rock hard at the sight of my wife being bred hard by another man. To his credit, Clyde outlasted all of us, as he fucked Ashley through two orgasms, I squirted more jizz into my pants, and I heard Daisy behind me moaning as she watched her sister get royally fucked. Finally, Clyde slammed all ten inches home and grunted again and again, my wife moaning "yes, yes, yes," as he shot his seed deep inside her unprotected, fertile

Clyde remained balls deep inside of her and kissed her on the forehead. "You know, I always loved that tight little pussy of yours. I missed fuckin' you."

Ash rubbed her hand lazily across her taut abdomen, feeling the bulge his tool was making inside. "And I missed having your big dick inside me. If I had realized Charles didn't mind, I would have come back for more ages ago."

'Yeah, good thing he likes to watch," he said, throwing a wink at me, "because I could keep fucking you all night long."

Daisy crossed her arms over her swollen belly, and pouted theatrically. "Don't I get a turn?"

Ashley squirmed as Clyde slid his member out from the depths of her abdomen. He straightened up and held his cock in one hand, glistening wet and still mostly hard. "Anything for the lady," he said, smiling at Daisy. "I guess you get your wife back for a bit," he said to me. "You are one lucky man to be married to such an eager little slut." Ashley didn't object to this characterization, and if anything she spread her legs a little wider.

"Don't bother getting dressed in the morning, I'm gonna want more of that pussy. Just come and wake me up with a blowjob, so long as Daisy's not already on the job. Shit, maybe Chuck'll want a turn before the week is out." I felt my face turning beet red as I silently shook my head no. Clyde just laughed. I don't know why his mockery hurt more than him fucking my wife, but I did no more to stop him than I had earlier.

Ash stretched herself and stood up, taking me by the hand and leading me to bed. She pushed me down onto the mattress and curled up next to me, her naked, sweaty, and leaking cum from her pussy, and me still fully dressed with a wet spot spreading on the front of my pants. She kissed me, and we ended up making out for a while, my hands roaming her naked body, neither of us saying anything about what had just happened.

She unbuttoned my shirt and kissed my chest. Then she unbuckled my pants and slid them off. I rarely came twice in a night, but I felt myself start to stiffen for a third time anticipating fucking my wife's stretched out, sloppy snatch. But when she had stripped me down to my underwear, still so wet they were practically transparent, she made no move to take them off, just rubbing the sticky fabric as my dick hardened underneath.

"Wow, you really liked watching me get fucked. I mean, I thought you might, given how much you like hearing the stories. But I don't remember you ever producing this much sperm, you must have been really excited."

Shame and lust and jealousy and excitement all swirled around my gut, and in the end I resolved to simply be honest about my feelings. "I really was. I came twice. Both times he fucked you."

She smiled warmly and kissed me. "Thank you for not being jealous."

"Oh, I'm insanely jealous. I wish I could fuck you like that. I wish you gave yourself to me that completely. I wish you were pregnant with my baby right now and not his. But none of that stopped me from watching it all happen. I was just too turned on watching how excited you were. I just got caught up in it. And besides, if I had said no, would you have stopped?"

She looked me in the eye and bit her lip. "I honestly don't know. I mean, it's not like I came here intending to fuck him. I really thought, so many years had passed, he was with Daisy, I was with you... but he still just has this power over me. I kept wanting to scream, to push him away, but I couldn't quite do it. And then I saw you watching and realized you weren't trying to stop me... at that point I just gave in and let him have his way with me. It made it even more exciting knowing you were watching me and enjoying the show."

"I'm sorry--the whole scene just got me incredibly hot, I couldn't help it." My wife just fucked another man, and here I was apologizing again. "Before we came here, I was really worried about him hitting on you, but once it was actually happening... I loved seeing how you responded to him, how excited you were even when you were trying to slow him down... you were just so goddamn sexy." I kissed my wife as sweetly as I could. "And Clyde is such an asshole, but the way he took charge, just broke down all your defenses so quickly and fucked you so intensely... I was rooting for him to stretch you out with that big dick of his."

Things got quiet for a moment, as I wasn't sure if I was ready to admit this last part, but I had been honest so far, I might as well tell her everything. I looked her in the eyes, and quietly said,

"I was even rooting for him to cum in you."

She placed my hand on her flat stomach.

"Knowing he could get me pregnant."

I just nodded.

"My brain was terrified that he was going to cum in me and knock me up again. And the rest of my body was **** for him to cum in me and knock me up. I'm sorry, but it's true."

She didn't sound that sorry, but I couldn't be mad. I had let it all happen. And I found myself more in love with her than ever.

"If you are pregnant, it's okay. I let it happen as much as you did. And you can still take the morning-after pill if you want to." I'm not sure why I left it up to her instead of insisting. I probably opened the door for what I said next.

"There's no drugstore around here that would carry those." We were really in conservative Christian bible-thumper country, which means we'd pass a dozen porn shops before we got to a place that sold birth control. "Either I'm pregnant or I'm not. So far, he only came in me twice, and I don't ovulate for a few days, so I'm probably okay so far."

"So far?"

"Well, we're staying all week. I know Clyde, he's going to want to fuck me again, and there's no way he's using condoms. And I know myself, I'm not going to say no to him. And I think we both know that you're not going to say no either."

There was no hiding my erection through my semi-transparent, sticky drawers. She started stroking me through the mess. I started gently rubbing her pussy with two fingers. She was soaking wet.

"We can leave tonight. Just get in the car right now and not see them again until Daisy's baby comes. Or we can stay the week like we planned. And you can watch me get fucked over and over. And you can watch that redneck asshole plant load after load of his seed in my womb. And if I catch... well... my belly will swell up with his baby and you'll just have to deal."

We locked eyes, her still stroking my prick with increasing fervor, me sliding four fingers into her stretched-out cunt with ease as I rubbed her clit with my thumb. I knew unless I put a stop to things right now, she was going home with a baby in her belly, and it wouldn't be mine. I opened my mouth to tell her no, but nothing came out. I flashed back to Clyde fucking her so well. In my mind's eye, I saw Daisy's taut, swollen belly, and immediately pictured her sister looking just like her. I could envision Clyde's sperm assaulting Ashley's womb, penetrating her egg, creating a new life inside of her body. I imagined her breasts filling with milk, to feed his child. I imagined her tight little pussy stretched wide, birthing his baby. I imagined my own humiliation, knowing that another man had impregnated my wife while I stood by helplessly and watched. I felt myself burn with shame at the thought of it. But I also felt my balls tensing. My wife's hand continued to stroke me, closer and closer to the edge.

"I want..."

"Tell me."

I couldn't get the words out. I saw her face, breathless with anticipation. I knew what she wanted to hear.

"I want..."

"Say it."

The words came out in a low groan, barely above a whisper.

"I want to watch you again. With him."

I was telling her to fuck another man, to take his sperm unprotected, to let him impregnate her. I felt a warmth spread across my crotch, as my third load of the evening dribbled out of my aching penis. I was too tired for a proper orgasm, it just felt warm and wet. But as my dick continued to leak, I managed to gasp out these words.

"I want him--to fuck you. I want--him--to make you--pregnant."

My wife kissed me and gently ran a finger across the fresh wet spot in my underwear. "I know you do, honey."

Exhausted from my third orgasm of the night, I collapsed into sleep. I dreamed of Ashley naked, with a huge swollen belly like her sister's. A river of thick, white sperm leaked out of her cunt. Unable to control myself, I knelt down, hands across her belly, and drank from between her legs. The stream of sticky cum was endless, filling my mouth no matter how fast I gulped it down. I heard Clyde's laughter in my ears, as I kept greedily drinking his sperm, which was starting to overflow the corners of my mouth and run down my face. Soon Daisy's laughter joined his, and then Ashley's. I felt a warm wetness spread through my pants, and I didn't know if it was piss or cum, but just like the river of sperm pouring down my throat, it just kept coming. I felt myself burning with humiliation, as everyone watched me wet myself as I gulped down another man's sperm from my wife's pussy. But I couldn't stop.

The dream ended when I woke up in bed with a painful erection. I reached for my wife, but the bed beside me was empty. I had no doubt in my mind where she was, so I walked across the hall to Clyde's bedroom, wearing only my soiled underpants from the night before. I wasn't shocked or upset to see my wife on all fours, naked, lovingly kissing and sucking Clyde's enormous rod. Daisy was nude as well, lying in the bed next to them, rubbing her huge belly and surveying the horny couple with a satisfied grin.

She squeezed her belly with both hands. "So Chuckie, I hear you want Clyde to give your wife a big belly like mine!"

I sputtered but no words came out. I locked eyes with Clyde, who had a shit-eating grin on his face as my wife slobbered all over his big dick. "Well, I sure do like fucking this tight little pussy. And we already know this little filly makes pretty babies for me. But I'm not sure I should. I think you need to ask real nice. Maybe I'll even let you watch again!"

My cheeks were burning, but my little dick was also sticking straight out. Fucking my wife in front of me, even getting her pregnant wasn't enough humiliation. He was going to make me say it.

"Yes. Yes, I want to watch."

He made a big show of looking confused. "Watch what, Chuck?"

Ashley finally came up for air. "Come on, Charles, just tell him what he wants to hear. It's what we both want."

"Face it, Chuck, your wife wants my baby and not yours. Let's both give her what she wants. All you have to do is say the word."

The pleading look on my wife's face broke my heart, and her words stung. "Please. I want him to fuck me and make me pregnant. Please. Just tell him to do it. I'll make it up to you. I love you. But I need this. You know I do."

I knew she couldn't resist him. And I couldn't resist her. I swallowed my pride and said what they both wanted to hear. What I couldn't deny that, deep down, I wanted too.

"Clyde. Please fuck a baby into my wife. She's a dirty slut who needs a big cock filling her with lots of cum. And I love her for it. And I want her to get exactly what she needs. Fuck her hard and fill her womb with your sperm. And keep fucking her until she's knocked up with your baby again. Treat my wife like your whore and use her again and again, And please, please, let me watch every second."

Ashley let out a whoop and in one smooth motion, lifted her ass off the bed and plopped it down onto Clyde's cock. He was soaked with her saliva, and her pussy was soaked with anticipation of this moment. She talked dirty as she slid her ass up and down on his lap, telling him how good his cock felt stretching her out, how much bigger he was than me, how much better he felt. She told him to build up a big load of sperm for her to make sure her womb was overflowing. She turned to look me in the eye and told him she wanted her belly to swell up with his baby.

This went on for ages, before he finally rolled her over onto her back and started fucking her in earnest. Ashley started off moaning things like, "come for me! Shoot right into my womb! Put a baby in my belly!" but eventually that degenerated into ragged screams as Clyde pounded into her. I couldn't tell if she was having several orgasms or one continuous one.

Daisy appeared beside me, devilish grin on her face. "I bet she never got it that good from you!" I just shook my head ruefully. His cock was reaching depths I'd never come close to touching. And his sperm was about to flood her womb again, something I'd only gotten to do rarely, and only when she was on her period and it was safe. We had scrupulously avoided an accidental pregnancy, and now she was begging to be knocked up.

And yet I accepted it. I mean, don't get me wrong, I was humiliated. Especially that Clyde and Daisy saw how I meekly accepted another man impregnating my wife. But that was because I wanted it. I loved my wife, I loved that she was being fucked so well, I loved that she was so uninhibited, even if it wasn't with me.

Daisy put my hands on her taut round belly. It was surprisingly firm, and I thought I felt a flicker of movement under her skin. I started to imagine Ashley's gravid belly in my hands, feeling the baby that another man was fucking into her womb right now. Her cries and moans echoing around the room, driving me wild. I felt myself starting to lose it, and I actually tore my ruined underpants from my body, just in time for my dick to start spurting all over Daisy's round belly. I usually didn't produce that much cum, but jet after jet of sticky white jizz shot out of me until she was coated.

Daisy looked bemused. "Wow, you cum a lot for a little guy." She flicked my already-softening penis with her finger. "This stuff really turns you on, doesn't it?"

I nodded silently. She lazily trailed her fingers through the glistening mess on her belly. "I bet Clyde is gonna shoot even more sperm than this into your wife, though."

As if on cue, Ashley practically shouted, "come on! Come right in my womb! Put your baby in me!" I can't imagine she was even aware of our conversation, she was just **** for that monster in her pussy to do what God intended and impregnate her.

Clyde impaled her on his cock and then lifted her ass up off the bed with one hand, and started slapping her ass, hard, with the other. Ashley screamed, but it sounded more like another orgasm than pain. Clyde started grunting, "take it, slut," and I saw his balls tighten as he unloaded deeper in my wife's belly than I'd ever go. With each jet of sperm he shot into her womb, his hand came down on her ass harder than the time before. But I knew from the look on my wife's face, she was in ecstasy.

After an eternity of grunts and moans and hard slaps, Clyde finally stopped cumming, and stopped spanking my wife. He continued to hold himself deep inside her, and leaned in and sucked on one of her tits, just next to her nipple. He sucked deeply, until Ashley cried out as he bit down on her tender flesh. He pulled his head away to show red teeth marks I could see from across the room, and a blossoming hickey. Only then did he slowly slide his cock out of her. It was half hard and still dwarfed mine, shining with the evidence of their mating. He wiped a trail of slime across her thigh and stood up.

Ashley just looked up at him adoringly. "Thank you," she whispered. Even after slapping her ass red, biting her breast, she still worshiped him. Maybe abusing her body made her want him even more.

"You see that, Chuck? Fuck a slut well enough and she'll beg you to slap her ass black and blue."

She lazily turned her head to face me. She didn't acknowledge what he had said, instead dreamily moaning, "Charles. I'm going to have his baby."

I came over to the bed and squeezed her hand. "I know, baby. Whatever makes you happy."

"Hey!" Clyde roared from across the room. "Who said you could jizz all over my girl?"

I spun around, my face turning red and my heart pounding. "Ah, I'm just kiddin'!" he laughed. "Glad to see you finally got your pecker out of your pants. Tell you what, you can shoot your load all over either one of these sluts any time the urge gits ya. But you're not getting inside of either one of them as long as you're in this house. Got it?"