Best Intentions Ch. 03

Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. It involves elements of questionable consent, alcohol, drugs, cuckolding, breeding, and pregnancy. This story is written from the point of view of a specific character, and the actions aren't meant to be logical at all times. People make mistakes and bad choices. It's human nature. All characters are at the legal age of eighteen or older.

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"Mmmm..."

Bright sunlight flooded into the bedroom and woke me up.

A glance towards the clock confirmed what I expected, it was still only afternoon. That was confusing, considering so much had happened, and yet the day had barely even started.

Julia was still under the blanket next to me, and sleeping as peacefully as an angel. I wasn't sure if I should thank her later, or simply hug her, for what she did earlier. She was so caring and loving that I couldn't quite wrap my head around it. She was selfless and amazing.

To avoid startling her I only slowly and carefully began to move. I slipped out from underneath the blanket and left the bed without waking her up. I was curious to see what the others were up to. The TV was turned off, and the entire house was dead quiet. It was an almost eerie silence. Once I reached the hallway, I could hear the faint sounds of breathing nearby. After a few more steps, I arrived by the master bedroom and peeked inside.

Before my eyes managed to adjust to the dim light in the room, I was assaulted by the sharp smell of sweat. There was also something else, it was more subtle, but I could smell the faint scent of Steph... or rather, the distinct fragrance of her arousal. It lingered sweetly in the air and had combined with all the other, more aggressive scents.

Simply put, the bedroom reeked of unprotected intercourse.

That thought lingered in my head as I stepped into the room and looked closer. Their bed covers were off, and I could see Steph being tightly spooned by Jacob, and both of them were soundly asleep.

The scene was in contrast to their first encounter, when Jacob had quickly left their tent after he finished having sex with her.

It was so silent around us that I could continue hearing them breathe slowly and calmly. Jacob was naked and his clothes were scattered across the floor. Steph seemed to be wearing nothing but the nightgown from earlier. As I continued to approach the side of the bed, I couldn't help but feel a little curious. So I reached out for the bottom hem of her nightgown, grabbed the silky fabric, and slowly lifted it.

Wow.

Jacob was sporting a morning erection in his sleep, and since he was spooning her, it caused the head of his dick to push up against... Steph's panty-covered crotch. She must have slipped her undies back on after they were done yesterday.

It was my first time seeing his cock, it was obscene. Just like what I imagined it to be - it was girthy, and while it wasn't particularly long, it was so fat that I could now fully understand why Steph had struggled with it.

However...

Even if her body could barely accommodate Jacob's dick due to its sheer size, right now was the best time for her to conceive his baby. Besides, Julia explained that whenever Jacob was ready and willing, she was available to him, no questions asked. So if Julia always made herself available... then Steph had the same role to play now.

I let go of the nightgown, and reached down for the bottom of her panties... the silky soft material crunched up a little as I grabbed the gusset. And then, I did what I had to do, and I pulled the crotch of her panties aside to reveal the tender and puffy lips of her vulva. She looked battered and sensitive down there, but now, her slit was freely accessible just like it was meant to be.

Even in his sleep, Jacob's morning erection occasionally did an eager little bounce, or shift around slightly. It didn't take long for the smooth purple head to smooch up against her labia. It had nowhere else to go after all, not while they were spooning and his member was trapped between her thighs, right up against her crotch.

It also seemed like Jacob was guided by instinct. Which wasn't any surprise either, he was in his forties. So while Steph and me were sexually active for just a couple years - barely experienced - Jacob on the other hand, had been sexually active for twenty or thirty years. When the tip of his member mushed up against her labia, his hips began a subtle... sawing motion, back and forth. His instinct was aware that his erection was in close proximity to a welcoming warm entrance.

I looked up at Steph, and she was still just as asleep as her partner was. Neither of them seemed to know, or care, that their genitals were completely unprotected.

Her body was ready for babymaking.

And then, slowly but surely, I watched as his erection managed to pry open the lips of her pussy. They were being forced inwards as he pushed into her, just a bit at first, but gradually more and more. Even in her sleep, she uttered a quiet groan when he pushed most of his shaft into her.

I couldn't help but wonder if Steph secretly loved this, or at least that in theory she would enjoy knowing that this was happening. After all, she always used to be so much more of a horny devil than I was. This scenario was exactly one of the fetishes she once confessed to me. She always wished to try it at least once, the act of being taken while asleep. Though of course back then, she dreamed of me doing that to her.

She probably didn't fantasize about another man gently and softly fucking into her while she was asleep and fertile.

The motions continued for a good few minutes, it was mesmerizing to watch. Her quiet groans slowly rose in volume. Steph's vagina clung tightly around the fat girth of his manhood. In and out. They didn't seem to have any sense of urgency, they simply seemed to... enjoy themselves, even while asleep. Though as I continued to observe them, I could see the way her labia grew more engorged and red as it strained to contain something so big. Her poor little pussy was stretching and struggling.

"Mmh.... Mmm.... Dah-darling...?" Steph's voice whispered quietly. And as I looked back up, I could see her eyes were just barely open. She had woken up but she was still in a drowsy and tired state.

"Yes... you are safe, don't worry," I reassured her.

In the meantime, Jacob's hips continued moving back and forth mechanically. I could hear the faint slippery squelching each time he pushed his erection back into the comforts of her womanhood. Every push was also forcing any remnants of cum deeper inside her genitals. He was breeding her and I did nothing to stop him. It gave me mixed feelings to think about that, but I knew how much she would enjoy being a mother.

"How are you? I mean, how are you feeling?" I said. The effects of the Xanax were still in full effect, but I was genuinely curious since I wasn't sure if it made her sick or unhappy.

"Good... all good... just a lil' tired is all..." she replied softly. She didn't even seem to mind or care that she was in the midst of gentle intercourse with Jacob. She had none of her natural inhibitions or worries, she was completely carefree. She even smiled back at me, even as Jacob gave her some particularly deep thrusts.

There was something oddly romantic about this.

If she were her normal usual self, she would be against sex without foreplay, and more than that, she would be against him shooting his gooey man-seed into her private parts. She would hate the idea of having a "disgusting foreign fluid" inside of her body. It wouldn't matter to her that sex was naturally that way. She was obsessed with being clean and tidy.

That was the reason why this felt romantic.

She didn't make any fuss about this situation. She was barely awake, and he was gently and softly pushing in and out of her unprotected vagina. They were like an old married couple that had been together for a lifetime.

"Nice, that's nice, I'm glad," I said. She really seemed quite out of it. She was in that blissful middle between slumber and wakefulness, just drifting in and out of her dreams. This encouraged me to be slightly bolder. There was no way she would remember anything of what I said anyway. "Steph, honey. Jacob is going to get you pregnant, is that okay with you?"

She didn't answer, and instead, she uttered another quiet groan. It was a mixture between discomfort and what might have been pleasure. I assumed that perhaps she was enjoying the thought of what I suggested, but when I glanced back down, I could see that Jacob's entire member was buried inside my girlfriend, and the bottom of his shaft was repeatedly flexing and tensing.

That's when I understood what had happened. She wasn't groaning from pleasure, but because his dick had reached its final length and girth. He had reached his climax, and forced her pussy to stretch to its painful limit. Every inch of her womanhood was stretched taut.

He was ejaculating a new load of his sperm into her, and she didn't even seem to notice that part.

"Julia asked me earlier," I continued to whisper quietly while I looked at her sleepy face, "and now I wanted to ask you. Do you want a baby boy?"

"Y-yeah... sure... boys are cute," she replied with an incredibly soft tone. Her voice was barely even audible. It was hard to believe that she answered me so sweetly, while she was in the midst of being inseminated. Every spurt delivered millions more of his swimmers into her defenseless slit.

"Awesome, great," I said with a smile. Everything was going well. At this rate, our plan would actually work out but for some reason I felt an urge to push my luck even further. I reached out for her hand, and guided it down along her nightgown, until her fingers came to rest just below her bellybutton. Her stomach was perfect, but... currently it was still flat and normal. "Tell me, okay? Tell me that you want a baby boy?"

Steph gave me a quizzical look, and I could tell her mind was trying to understand me. But then her medication seemed to help her along, and those thoughts seemed to just... drift away, and they were replaced by complaisant obedience.

"I want... a baby boy," she said softly, and her lips were just slightly curling upwards into what looked like a naïve smile. "Yeah... that would be nice..." she mused sleepily.

She looked so pure, and innocent.

Though as I looked back down, it looked anything but innocent. Jacob's erection seemed to be just there on the edge of his afterglow. It twitched barely noticeably, and was probably in the process of drooling the last drops of semen into Steph's warm sheathe.

But as his member stopped moving, I noticed that her vagina began... pulsing, rhythmically. It spasmed and started to squeeze down on his member. Of course I immediately looked back up at Steph, but she had already closed her eyes again. She didn't show any reaction, despite the fact that I could see... well, my precious girlfriend was having an orgasm!

The physical stimulation must have pushed her over the edge, right there, at the very end. Her climax may be a small one, but it was still a sight to see. Her vagina was suckling on his cock. More than that, I could vividly imagine how her contractions were helping her cervix to dip down and smooch the tip of his erection.

Their genitals were perfectly in sync, and their chemistry was undeniable. Their lewd dance continued, and each time, her smooth little cervix gave a grateful kiss to the smooth head of his manhood.

Looking back at this moment, it was probably the first time that I believed they might truly be the best couple together. Steph's mind might have been a little rebellious and reluctant, but her body knew exactly what it wanted. Her vagina was eager to get fertilized, as if her entire life depended on conceiving Jacob's baby.

The two of them seemed to calm down afterwards, without comment or celebration for what had just happened. Her hand still rested on her belly. It looked like a good luck charm, as if she was cheering for the swarm of tadpoles that was beginning to spread deeper into her reproductive organs.

Jacob's dick gradually became soft, but remained snugly inside my Steph. He was unknowingly keeping her unprotected babymaker plugged and full.

Only a few stray droplets of semen managed to escape their genitals, and they oozed down her milky thighs before drying on her delicate skin. I watched them for a little longer, and listened to their peaceful breathing. Just a day ago, I was afraid that they might argue and fight, so this outcome right now was... unexpected but welcome.

It had taken the help of a little pill, but Steph was in the process of giving this a proper try. That's all that mattered. For what it was worth, I grabbed the hem of her nightgown and lowered it back down, to give the two lovers at least some semblance of modesty and privacy.

Anyone who would walk in on them now, would simply assume they were cuddling. At this point nobody who saw this scene would assume that Steph's vagina was filled to the brim with multiple warm loads of his cum. Or that Jacob was fertilizing her and forcing her towards the first pregnancy of her young adult life.

The air inside the room got a little too thick and heavy though, so I stood back up and returned to Julia. She was just in the process of waking up when I rejoined her under the blanket. She affectionately wrapped an arm around me to pull me close.

"Good morning," she said weakly with a sleepy voice.

"Hey, slept well?"

"Yes, mmh... this is a comfortable way to wake up," she said with a mischievous smile.

"How so?"

"Well... I love Jacob very much, but his libido rarely lets me sleep without interruption... so this makes for a nice change."

I couldn't help but laugh, though I tried to keep my voice down. It was clear what she meant. I didn't even have to wonder if she said the truth, since I had seen firsthand that she was right. By the time Steph would wake up, she would probably be sore, and exhausted, and have quite the mess to deal with.

So I could understand why Julia would enjoy waking up in the arms of her lover, with nothing to worry about except how much cuddling she may want before getting out of bed.

"Wh-why are you laughing at me??" she said with a pout, and she frowned at me.

"No no, I'm not laughing, it's just that I was with Steph just now and I believe every word you told me."

"Oh," she said. "Well, yes... it's true. It was less of an issue when I was younger, but now? Not so much... like I said, this is nice and comfortable with you, really."

I gave it a brief thought. She was right, we were a good match. Likewise, Steph and Jacob were a good match. Jacob even jokingly mentioned that Steph reminded him a lot of what a younger Julia used to be like, with just a few differences. Most notably that Steph was a petite girl, with a slender frame and smaller breasts than Julia. But who knows? If he was patient and gave it a few years, Steph could mature and maybe grow some more.

It then occurred to me just how fast things were progressing.

"At this rate, Steph is going to conceive your husband's baby before the year is even over. The thought just crossed my mind. That's... crazy."

"Hmm... yup. That's going to be an interesting way to start the new year for her. It's in.... three months? By then, she might even show a bit of a baby bump already..." Julia yawned and stretched before cuddling back into my arms. "I'm sure your Stephanie will look real cute with a little bun in the oven, mhm... but..."

"But?"

"But she will have a fair bit of stress to deal with, the poor girl. So many changes. Everything would change... and the pregnancy hormones are really impactful too... I would suggest we keep her on the anti-anxiety medicine for a little longer. What do you think?" Julia kissed the side of my neck as she waited for my response.

"You are probably right, yeah. She can still think for herself anyway, she's just a little..."

"Sedated, mhm," Julia agreed.

Since we were in agreement, I wrapped my arms around her, and we slowly drifted back off to sleep.

Our plan had only one flaw, as we would soon find out.

It didn't matter how fertile Steph was if Jacob wasn't around to take advantage of it.

Later that day, Jacob used his newfound energy to decide that he was going to visit his oldest daughter, and help her around the house as he promised. Julia and I tried to persuade him into staying with us a little while longer, but it was to no avail, he was determined to not abandon his daughter.

Julia looked at the calendar and our plans were at risk. Over the next few days we watched how Steph's peak fertile days were spent with the three of us just sitting at home and watching TV.

It was only after she was done ovulating that Jacob returned. He sure seemed to be eager to make up for their lost time though, since as soon as he arrived back at our place, Steph and him spent pretty much every day in the bedroom. They had intercourse multiple times each day and only took breaks to drink some water and eat food deliveries.

It was like Jacob had found his soulmate - someone who was always available to him, didn't deny him, and didn't voice any objections or concerns.

Julia and I were happy with each other as well. She didn't expect me to do anything special or to keep her entertained, she was simply happy to be with me. We cuddled, we watched more TV, and simply enjoyed each other's company.

We also came to accept that since Jacob had left the house during the most important timeframe, it would be nearly impossible for Steph to have conceived his baby during this month. After all, they only had sex twice during her pink days; once after they snuck upstairs like a pair of teenagers, and then again while they were asleep.

There was a silver lining though. Julia and Jacob spent nearly all their spare time with us, and we were getting along great.

Two weeks had passed since they first visited us.

We had settled into a comfortable routine with our daily lives.

It was at some point in the morning when I woke up. It wasn't because of my alarm, but because my phone was ringing and vibrating on my nightstand. "Who would be crazy enough to call this early?" I thought to myself.

As I woke up and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes, there was an even more unexpected sound audible from somewhere nearby. It sounded like a lot of coughing. I also recognized the voice.

"Steph?" I called out but didn't get an answer.

I got out of the bed and followed the noise to the bathroom, where I saw Steph bent over the toilet seat, and she was fighting with a rush of nausea.

While I stood there in surprise and uncertainty, Julia appeared out of nowhere and rushed past me, and reassured Steph with gentle pats on the back.

"There, there," she whispered softly. "This is perfectly normal, don't worry about a thing, it's all good, you did really well," she whispered peacefully with a sense of pride and joy in her tone.

She also helped to hold up Steph's hair. Since she must have woken up around the same time as I did just a minute ago, she was really showing some amazing composure. Then again, it was her job to nurse people back to health, after all. She gestured for me to close the door and to give them some privacy.

After a few minutes passed, with me standing there and waiting for an update, Julia opened the door again.

This time, she was holding a little plastic stick in her hands.

A pregnancy test.

With a big fat positive symbol.

Even though Steph was taking her medication every day, she was still visibly nervous in the background. She sat there on the toilet seat with a look of disbelief. I could tell she seemed upset.

Maybe a part of her hoped that she could revert to our initial agreement and have everything return to normal? But that option... was gone. She was positively pregnant. Jacob's seed had taken root and there was little she could do about it now. There was a new life growing inside of her.