More injections and some surprises.

The following day Carrie got up early and made coffee for you both. She brought them in on a tray with the two needles there. “I thought the injections were once a week?”

She nods, “They are, but I want to get a jump start. After all, don’t we have family dinner on Monday?”

You felt yourself harden at the thought. Every other Monday, you went over to Carrie’s family home for a family dinner. Her, her parents and her two brothers and her twin sister. “You want to try and be fertile for dinner Monday?”

She nodded again, “I can wear something low cut and see who checks me out. Maybe I can start being a slut for you.”

You smile, “You mean a slut for anyone?” She smiles back at you before handing you a coffee. “Alright, you can have another injection today, but you are doing it to yourself while I watch.”

She smiles and slips her satin robe off her body, revealing her nakedness. You push the blankets off of yourself and start to stroke your cock as she picks up a syringe. “Slowly,” you tell her.

She nods and pulls the cap off with her lush lips. She presses the sharp needle into the flesh of her left breast, and you watch her skin dimple before giving way to the penetration. You both moan, and Carrie shifts her grip to put her thumb on the plunger and slowly injects herself with the ****.

This was the smaller of the two syringes, and you note that she has swapped breasts. Last night that one took the horse fertility ****. You wonder if it was a deliberate choice but don’t want to spoil the sexy show.

“God injecting myself is turning me on so much,” she confesses.

You smile up at her as she slowly pulls the syringe from her tit flesh. “So you are really going to do it?”

She picks up the bigger syringe and again takes the cap off with her lips. “You wanted me to be a slut to everyone who wanted me didn’t you?”

You nod as she presses the larger needle to her right breast and moans as her flesh gives way. Slowly she injects herself with the experimental ****, and you shudder at the sound she makes. A quiet squeal, you know from when she cums. “Did you just orgasm?” you ask her.

She nods, “A small one.”

“Wait till your brother or mine is injecting you while fucking you?” she moans at the suggestion.

“I knew you were kinky, but I never thought this would be where we would head,” she confessed. “I have to admit, though, I thought you would ask for more.”

You smile back at her, “More?” you ask.

She nods as she leans down to lick your cock head, the pearlescent precum sticking to her tongue. “Sell myself, street walk, fuck parties.”

You laugh and moan at the same time, “You don’t think family dinner will turn into a fuck party?” you ask her.

She squirms as she looks up at you, “I can hope, but I don’t think it will.”

“Well, maybe I should invite some people around next Friday, let them know to bring their friends,” she moans and nods. “Let them know you will be tied up, fertile and willing, ready for any and all to fuck you.”

She crawls up your body and straddles you, slowly sinking your cock into her dripping cunt as she picks up her coffee. “How? How do you want me tied up?”

She rocks on your cock softly as she drinks her coffee. You can’t help but marvel at her body. “Maybe stocks in the living room so people can fuck your face and cunt.” She moans again, “A lucky door prize can dictate who injects your medicine that night.”

She shudders atop you, “You know I’m going to get fucked lots, right?” You nod back at her. “You know I see men checking me out when I walk down the street?”

“And you are going to take them into alleyways and invite them home to breed you,” you tell her.

“I’m looking forward to it. I’m looking forward to being a slut for you, being pregnant with lord knows who’s baby and still fucking around, just to watch you get off.”

You smile up at her, “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

She stops rocking for a moment, and her voice drops to a husky whisper. “I have a surprise for you,” she says.