Miss {Delta}'s Submission

Mister Michael Ryan learned through experience that silence is better than talking in the middle of sex, or arguing about what Miss Jinsoku requested. The energy required to talk while fucking was better served on pleasuring the woman he is with. Instead, he advances and jogs his massive cock up into her as if she failed to actually saying anything at all.

Confused failed to describe Sayhoushi, “Please be gentle… you are my first… ooohhhh, caaaptaaaiiin… My, oh my… so thick… you are so big…” she understood that Michael is intentionally choosing to breed her. The turmoil this caused within her is immense but she is already in love with him and forgives him for anything.

Letting out a defeated groan of pleasure, Miss Jinsoku feels Mr. Ryan impale her upon his fuckpole. He trusts her implicitly, so he fails to notice the lack of blood fails.

That forgiveness includes taking the risk, and maybe intending to put Miss Jinsoku in the maternity ward. Mr. Ryan already is a felicitously more successful lover than Jim ever thought of being. He failed to have the balls to push her to this point such as Mr. Ryan has.

Eyes exploding with amazement and discomfort Sayhoushi’s abdomen expands out for the first time for Mr. Ryan’s monstrous interloper. Her vagina struggles to stretch around an exceptionally long and thick powerful maleness. She grimaces but she loves the feeling and is unable to contain a submissive whimpering following her groan of abundantly satisfied pleasure. She never felt so stuffed in her life.

Coitus juices abundantly pouring forth from Miss Jinsoku’s Holy Grail, is enough to insure her continued orgasms as Michael jackhammers into her.

This is just the beginning though as Michael drives Sayhoushi through several more orgasms. So many that there is a different man she wants to marry.

As a talented cocks-man, Michael withdrew his love-shaft and pumps it in and out of Miss Jinsoku’s Garden of Eden. Near the end, she wraps her legs around him to help him pull farther into her. Every so often, his cock head would tickle the gates to her womb. They are almost perennially shuttered open from her myriad orgasms.

“Oh my Goddess… ! … My… ooohhh myyy Caaaptaaaiiin… ! … ! … ! …”

Lips now glued to Sayhoushi’s new paramour, tongues dallying with arms and legs embracing, she shivers with another orgasm as the heat from Mr. Ryan sperm explode into her abdomen.

Michael’s rapid strokes, strongly grabbing Miss Jinsoku’s hips and slamming their groins into each other before pausing was the biggest sign to her that she was being fertilized.

The hot virile potent lava seed courses through her vagina with its job almost already done as it passes through Sayhoushi’s absentminded guards. They blitzed in to find two eggs resting in her defenseless feminine womb.

The scalding hot soothing balm is something Miss Jinsoku never felt before. The sense of satisfaction she feels, left her deciding that it is ok that her new lover probably just put her in the family way. This was a perfect time to do it at least.

They would have to hide this affair from the press until an appropriate time had passed from Sayhoushi breaking off her engagement with Mister Jim Malchow. Mr. Ryan may be eight years younger but he was also a heartthrob. They both were consenting adults and she curses this twist of materia that the double standard society insists upon for him and her.

So long as Miss Jinsoku was honest, frank, and earnest about her relationship it could even help her campaign. Michael could show that the only war on women is the one wage by the ones pointing fingers at her. Even if they manage to uncover a few of the additional lovers that she would know, given his coitus prowess that she just tasted she has little doubt they will help her willingly. Especially if they had an actual husband they wanted to keep and remain in the dark.

The idea of future female lovers joining them causes Sayhoushi to decide to see if she can allure her handsome young lover to become her fiancée sooner than she previously spoke of.

Maybe even get Mr. Ryan to shift his gaze towards actually married women. In addition, to them already having at least one other to help raise the child.

The afterglow still thick in the air, and his semen still soaking within Miss Jinsoku. Looking into Mr. Ryan’s eyes, she spoke lovingly “Would you do something for me?” she asks sweetly while already knowing the answer.

A perverse sense of pride fills Miss Jinsoku at the idea of her man cuckolding’s other males without them even knowing it. Sure, the secret may come out later but at that point, the expense of rearing a child will be over. She can also simply ask Michael to keep away from any woman she actual dislikes. Somehow she knew he would do that for her.

Tentatively and with considerable cold fear that was serving to sever the remaining afterglow, “Will you marry me?”

Chuckling “Aren’t-… Are I not supposed to ask that?” Michael asks failing to notice her lack of mirth.

… The chilling stare within Sayhoushi’s eyes causes Mr. Ryan to realize this is a sensitive subject for her. He mentally chastises himself for failing to realize that immediately.

“Of course, my… my love. I have wanted an eternal future with you as my wife for as long as I can remember.”

Hearing that immediately puts Miss Jinsoku at ease. She pulls Michael’s sleepy head back to her bosom and finds a way to find the rest of the blissful sensation she almost lost.
As sleep begins to course through Miss Jinsoku’s veins she realizes she actually wants to have Michael’s children, and many of them. They were going to want to build a bigger house.