Planning Another Impregnation

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“I think maybe you have.” Gwn said as she slid under Tim’s arm. She rolled against Tim’s chest and cupped his balls in her hand. “We are almost home. When you cross that bridge our home is the first one on the right.”

They drove into the garage and closed the door behind them. Gwn took Tim’s hand and without hesitation led him to the bedroom. Just before entering the bedroom, Tim gathered her petite body in his arms and placed her in the center of the bed. Fully clothed, he crawled in beside her.

They tried patience to no avail. Their passions were racing. Tim devoured her lips and rolled on top of her. Her legs opened and welcomed a grinding from his loins. His hardness pressed into the middle of her open legs. She returned the pressure. She was so tiny, so sensual. Her ample breasts swelled under his touch. They paused briefly and removed their clothes.

Under the dim light Gwn rolled over Tim and whispered, “Let me touch you, I want to kiss you.” She took her left hand and pulled his legs apart, then cupped his swollen balls in her palm. She squeezed. Tim grimaced. She caressed. Her fingers traced a circle around his anus. Tim’s eyes widened.

Gwn caressed his chest and pinched his nipples. They hardened. Her hands slid around the base of his cock and stroked slowly. His hips began to undulate involuntarily. He was in heaven.

Tim began to breath deeply. Strange sounds were being created out of the pleasure he was receiving. His eyes rolled back as he saw Gwn’s head lower to engulf his cock in her mouth. Her wet lips felt so warm. Her lips encircled the ridge of his glans and massaged his most sensitive nerves. It was all he could do to hold on.

Tim’s hands clutched the sheets. “Oh please,” he begged, “I can’t take much more.”

“Go ahead Tim. Let it go.”

Gwn now had her left hand around the base of his cock administering gentle strokes. Her lips were making oral love to his most sensitive body part. Her other hand caressed, massaged and squeezed his balls.

Tim was about to experience a new sensation. Gwn’s lubricated finger enter his anal opening. When she pressured his prostate, he lost it. His orgasm struck. His midsection crunched as each spasm shot copious amount of semen down Gwn’s throat.

Gwn could not swallow all of the discharge. The backflow erupted between her lips and down her chin. Laughing she said, “You sure are a naughty boy.”

“I’m so sorry, I couldn’t help it,” Tim sheepishly said. “Where did you learn that little trick? I was going to be so cool, so studly. I guess you’re disappointed in that macho performance.”

“No, no, no, I consider it a great compliment,” Gwn purred. “I am so glad that you were so turned on. I’d like to think that you that we were responding to me. I know you are going to return the favor.”

Tim laughed and said, “I will need a rest, but I promise that before tonight is through I will leave a smile on your face.”

With a subtle, satisfied smile on her face Gwn got up and said, “Here, let me fix us a cup of coffee. It will only take a few minutes.”

Gwn brought a tray of coffee cream and sugar. She looked so cute dressed in a bib-like towel that barely covered her naked breasts and mid-section. She fitted Tim with a towel that served as a short apron. As they drank their coffee each of them draped their free hand to the inside of the others legs.

Tim’s fingers began caressing that sensually soft area at the top of her thighs. “I think this is one the sweetest places a man can touch.”

“No doubt,” purred Gwn. She then took Tim’s hand and guided his middle finger between her vaginal lips. “See how wet I’ve become. I’m ready, but we don’t have to be in a hurry.” She paused and caressed Tim’s cock. As they finished their coffee, Gwn smiled and said, “I feel some life beginning to spring into the masters love machine.”

Tim lowered himself further in the bed and in doing so pulled Gwn over his chest. Her legs dropped on each side of his hips. Their lips found each other. One of his hands covered the area between her shoulder blades while the other gently caressed her buns.

Gwn unconsciously wriggled down his body so that his hardness rested between her parting vaginal lips. She was ready for the inevitable impalement. Her juices paved the way for his invasion. She began to emit a begging whimpering sound through their continuous kiss.

Tim contributed his own generous lubrication. He would probe her entrance and withdraw. He teased her over and over. He held her firm as she tried to complete the penetration. Her frustration merely added to her excitement. Her mid-section arched inward, seeking to bury his manhood. Finally, Tim could not hold out any longer. Aaaaugh ,,, he bellowed and drove his swollen rod deep into Gwn.

“Ooooh eeee iiiii, I’m coming,” cried Gwn. Her body burst into a series of spastic involuntary lurches. Her orgasm provided it’s immense pleasure.

Tim pulled out. He wanted to save himself. He wanted to experience a lengthy sustained love session with her. He gently stroked her body as her spasms continued to rack her torso. She drifted into a totally relaxed state. She lay so peaceful as she nestled into the crook of his arm.

After another few minutes, Gwn looked up, smiled and said, “now look at me.” I came so fast. You have to feel cheated.”

“Oh no,” was Tim’s reply. “I still have a loaded gun. Just feel that full sack in your hand. I promise, the next one both of us will enjoy.”

Tim gently rolled Gwn onto her back. Unconsciously her legs opened and allowed Tim to hover over her. She gently placed one hand around his turgid cock and the other behind his scrotum. She stroked and massaged his assault weapon, then softly urged his invasion. The swollen lips of Gwn’s vagina opened to welcome his penetration. Her back arched upward, her legs spread and rose in the air. Her lips spread to receive his advance.

Tim savored that moment of intense pleasure as he slowly drove himself into Gwn’s warm love tunnel. He was now able to concentrate on the sensual pleasure being derived from the immersion of himself into Gwn’s sexuality. He sensed her vaginal muscles ripple up and down his cock. He felt his cock gently touch her uterus as he reached her deepest region. She welcomed all of the carnal activity. This was truly extraordinary, so exquisite.

Tim savored the sensual pleasure that Gwn provided. Slowly they rocked in unison. Gwn would draw a deep breath with each withdrawal stroke and meet his charge as he returned to her. His rod felt strong as he assaulted her swollen sex center. He attacked her well lubricated pussy from every angle possible. He rode her high and shallow, and then pounded her deepest region.

Gwn unknowingly began to emit sounds of sexual abandon and draw spastic breaths as

Tim tore into her cunt. “Ummm...oh yes...right there….so good...do me…do me good.” The repeating penetration of Tim’s cock continually increased her sensual pleasure. She didn’t care as she responded with reckless abandon. Her body yielded every lusting response possible. Tomorrow’s soreness would only remind her of the ecstasy she was experiencing.

Perspiration oozed from their bodies as the intensity increased. Tim’s cock found Gwn’s G spot. Her fingers intermittently clutched Tim’s biceps. Tim responded with deep rutting sounds characteristic of the male animal. Their faces became flushed.

Gwn sensed more swelling in Tim’s cock. Her outer lips cushioned the unmerciful pounding. She was being ridden into complete abandonment. She sensed those ecstatic moments of “no-return” just prior to the inevitable explosion. Then it hit.

Gwn’s body erupted into uncontrolled muscle spasms. Tim cock exploded at the same time. Her stomach grabbed. Her internal vaginal muscles milked Tim’s erupting cock. Her arms flew around his neck and held on tightly as he kept his rod pummeling. They remained coupled until the flinching of their bodies began to wane. They had achieved total satisfaction.

The “after orgasm sleep sensation” overcame them. A half hour passed before they emerged from their lust induced nap. “Wow, I don’t know if it can get much better than that,” Gwn exclaimed.

“That was nice,” said Tim. “I hear you thinking. Share some of your thought’s with me.”

“Oh I was just thinking how proper and correct we are 99% of the time. Yet when we get into this sex thing we can be reduced to the most common activities of animals. It seems so disgustingly enjoyable, so risky, so wanton, so nasty, so vulgar, yet so precious. It seems like we should feel guilty for deriving such incredible pleasure.”

Gwn continued her conversation, “Many people feel that sex carries with it the ownership of another person. I can’t accept that any more.”

Tim was amused by her comments, then agreed, “I have formed the opinion that sex can exist on several levels. One level is what I call long term or “love” sex, another level may be termed “recreational” sex and another level may be “casual”. I don’t believe that any of these levels of sex should breakup long term relationships or friendships that matter.”

Gwn gathered her thoughts and responded, “I don’t mean to wave a banner of higher intellect; but, on the other hand, your wife and I are involved in professions that allows a deeper understanding of these issues. In psychological counseling we see the absurdity of prejudiced opinions. We see the destructive results of ownership and control behavior. I’ll bet Tia can separate the natural function of our sex organs against associated personality characteristics that allow ourselves to love another person.”

Tim began, “I realized that when Tia became pregnant the first time. She convinced me that there was value in our relationship. Our personalities are very compatible. We are comfortable with each other. She and I wanted a child to advance to a normal natural stage of our lives.

Then Greg came into our lives as the biological father of little Rik. It was supposed to be so clinical. Now, I’m glad it’s not. Tia and the computer made a great selection when Greg was chosen. We like Greg. I think Tia even loves Greg for the role he played in getting her pregnant. She enjoyed the sex immensely. I can appreciate that when I recognize what he was able to give us. I’m glad she wants Greg to impregnate her again. And above all I don’t feel like our relationship is threatened.”

Gwn answered, “I’m pleased that Greg has meant so much to your family. I am also pleased that you and I have hooked up. Fate works in many ways. I think it was coincidence that we met at the shopping center, just when both of us were looking for similar experiences. We were looking for the right couple.

After Greg and I had lost our alternate sex partners our normal sex life had started to get a little boring. I frankly missed the recreational sex that we had grown accustom to.

Tim asked, “How do you describe the recreational sex that we just shared. Is it everything you thought it would be?”

“Absolutely,” Gwn replied, “maybe more. First times are always great. Recreational sex is exciting and intense. It recaptures some of that pleasure we had when we were first discovering sex. Now we have more time and can expand our sexual experiences. Greg and I have been able to accept and separate the pleasure of recreational sex from the more comfortable “love” sex that two people enjoy who are committed to a long term relationship.

Tim, when I was with you tonight, you just cannot realize the intense pleasure you gave me. It was intense and wonderful. I want as much as a single night together can offer. I’m willing if you want to go some more. I want to get so sore that it will difficult to sit and walk tomorrow.

And when the weekend is over I will be glad to see Greg and continue our normal life. We are comfortable with each other.”

“You know,” said Tim “Tia and I are looking for the same thing. We just have not carried it to the same level as you and Greg. I think that the extra marital sex that Tia and I have experienced as a result of the impregnation work being done at the New Life Center has given both of us an understanding of what we are getting into.

Gwn affirmed, “Greg and I are not into the orgies or multiple partner sex. It has proven beneficial to us in that we can spice up our sex life a little. If this thing threatens any relationship that you and Tia have then I would be the first to stop what we are doing. My professional training has taught me that.

As Gwn snuggled up to Tim and kissed goodnight for the evening, she replied, “I hope Tia and Greg are having as good time as we are. Let’s finish this weekend with a good session in the morning.”

They kissed each other and drifted off into a deep passion induced sleep.

Chapter 4: Tia and Greg’s Reunion

From the parking lot of the Lamp-Lite Restaurant, Tia and Greg bid farewell to their respective husband and wife.

On their way to Tia’s home they embraced casually and caught up with events of the last two years.

Greg started asking the probing questions. “So are you ready to start on that second baby?”

Well yes,” Tia responded, “but it will not be this weekend. The timing is not quite right with ovulation this month, but that’s OK because Tim and I want to explore the possibility of expanding our sexual needs with you and Gwn. We have talked about it a lot lately and we have decided that it might work with the right couple.

I’m not into multiple swing partners. We just want to establish a close relationship with another couple whom we feel compatible. You came to mind for obvious reasons. The sex we had during my first impregnation was incredible. You became special to me when you got me pregnant with little Rik.

Tim and I realized that sex was becoming a little boring and we were looking to spice up our sex life a little. Fate seemed to come to the rescue by random chance as we met you and Gwn at the mall last week. I remembered you mentioning that you and Gwn had an open relationship with another couple. It seemed normal to at least discuss our interest in the same activity.”

“Tia, It was incredible seeing you again,” said Greg. The timing is just right. Gwn and I are looking for another couple to share our sex life with. If we could hook up with you and Tim it would be great. I will never forget those three days of impregnation sex we engaged in. Those memories will never go away. It was so intense. I’m not sure I could survive another session like that.”

Tia laughed and said, “Oh I’m sure you could after we pumped you full of those new sex enhancing drugs.”

“Well, maybe so,” said Greg. Anyway, it was a nice surprise running into you and Tim at the mall. You are more beautiful that ever. I know our mating was supposed to be very clinical and confidential. But, I can’t get it out of my mind. By design the sex was out of this world. And your sensual responsiveness to the impregnation is something I will never forget. The lingering question in my mind is...I hope that you had some special feeling for me as well.”

“Don’t you worry, every time I hold little Rik, it reminds me of the special feelings I think we shared. I do yearn for sex with you again. I want you to be aware of Rik as he grows up. But I also want Tim as Rik’s father. That is very special to me.”

Greg smiled as he took Tia’s free hand and placed it casually on his thigh.

Tia gasped as she said, “Ohhhh myyyyy....I do remember this friend. How has “Big John” been. Can I play with him a little tonight?”

Greg laughed and said, “I brought him just for you.”

When they arrived at Tia’s, she embraced Greg, gave him a sweet intimate kiss and welcomed him into her home. They went inside, and shared a glass of wine.

Later they sat together and brought each other up to date on the time missed since they had shared such an important event in Tia’s life. Tia proudly led Greg through a scrapbook of the numerous pictures she had taken of little Rik. Tia said, “From time to time I see a few things he does that reminds me of you. As we see each other more there will be other things I’m sure.”

“It’s going to be very interesting to see him grow up”, said Greg.

“If it’s alright with you, I think we will let him call you Uncle Greg. We will tell him the full story when he gets older.”

Changing the subject a little Tia asked, “Do you think Tim and Gwn will get along tonight.”

“I know that Gwn has high hopes that Tim will at least like her,” answered Greg.

Tia explained, “Sometimes Tim exhibits little insecurities that makes him lose confidence in himself. I’ve tried to tell him that Gwn will feel the same way and not to worry.”

Greg laughed and confirmed, “Gwn is as nervous as someone on a first date. I think they will be fine. She has a way of getting people to relax and feel very much at home. I know if she has her way about things she is going to have him in bed pretty soon. Gwn loves sex, and right now, she is very horny. After losing our other sex couple she is ready...I mean good and ready.”

“Frankly I feel the same way,” said Greg. I can’t wait to ...hold you... and hopefully fuck you silly.”

Tia smiled at his ribald reference to the night she had planned as well. Teasingly she said, “Since I’m not ovulating tonight I guess we will have to wait until next month.”

“Ohhhh...Noooo...Like Hell, whoever said that. Would you like to be raped,“ asked Greg?

“I don’t know, I might like being raped by some male chauvinist stud. Seriously, you know I’m anxious to be with you. I can hardly wait. Put your hand up my skirt and feel what the anticipation is doing to me,” said Tia.

Greg gently placed his hand on the inside of Tia’s thigh and slowly let his fingers touch her panties. My, you are soaked,” Greg said, as he placed his lips on hers. Her body relaxed as she leaned into his arms. His hand continued to stroke outside her panties. Greg then lifted her in his arms.

Through her passion filled kiss Tia managed to mumble, “down the hall...last door on the right.”

They separated briefly enough to discard their clothes. Tia said, “we will not need any of these clothes till morning. I don’t want anything between us tonight. I’ve got a lot of catching up to do.”

Together they crawled onto the bed. Greg commented, “I’m glad we have this time solely to ourselves. When I was breeding you, or when you were getting pregnant, I felt that we weren’t by ourselves. The video tapes were recording, samples were taken, tests were run and interviews conducted.

I’m not complaining mind you, I’ve had that experience and it was great. It was intense, erotic and truly required a lot of energy and stamina. It was memorable and I got to know a special woman intimately. I’m just glad to be back with you in a more natural set of circumstances. We can relax and enjoy each other as we wish.

Tia began, “I feel the same way. It’s time to get pregnant again. We can start that project next month, but for now lets start a sexual relationship that will keep us close for, hopefully, a long time. I even hope to see you during the time I’m pregnant. Pregnancy really made me horny up until the last month.”

Greg propped a pillow behind his back, cradled Tia’s beautiful face into his neck and rolled her onto her side. “I find it so weird that we have hooked up like this again. You cannot imagine the number of times I have fantasized about making love to you.”

“I’ve had you in a few dreams too,” said Tia. I see ole “Big John” is still as proud as ever. I have really missed him so. And by the way, It looks as if little Rik is going to be well endowed in that area. You know from our first sessions that I do enjoy a plus size.”

Greg laughed and said, “That’s a thrill for me as I have to be careful with Gwn. You can take it deeper. She’s so tiny. If I lose control, I charge in to deep and it hurts her. That’s why I think she will love Tim. I know she wants to lose herself in reckless passion.”