by Candy Quinn
I couldn’t help but grin at just how right he was. If he thought he had something for me that would top my gift, he had another thing coming.
“Well there’s no way you could do better than last year,” I teased.
"Oh, I don't know about that," he said to me with that self-assured confidence, smiling down with a twinkle in his beautiful eyes.
He lifted a hand up to cup my cheek, the engagement ring cool, such a contrast to the rest of his hard, warm grasp.
"Remember how we talked about having that baby?" he said to me smoothly, holding my gaze.
How could I forget? Months of asking him to ignore his traditional families wishes and just forget the condoms for a little while? To get a start on the family before we exchanged vows?
The conversations has gone as well as I’d assumed, but I was so ready for a baby and I didn’t want to have to wait another few months, that much was certain.
But I didn’t want to hope that he’d changed his mind...
“Of course,” I said, pulling away and tucking some of my dark, wavy hair behind my ear. “Why?”
He took his time answering me, that steely gaze of his travelling down over me, soaking in every inch of my figure as if I was the most ravishing woman in the world.
"I was thinking you'd look at least as beautiful in your wedding dress with a pregnant belly," he said, cracking one of those devilish smiles of his that made him look even more handsome still.
I was floored. Positively and utterly struck dumb for a long few moments as his hands roamed over my tight, red dress. I nearly dropped the roses before I came to, startling my way out of my thoughts.
“Are you kidding me?” I asked, and for a moment I forgot all about Stacey and our plans for later.
He trailed his hand back over my cheek, ran his fingers lightly through my hair in that appreciative manner of his which carefully avoided messing up my hairdo.
“Do I ever kid with you about something so important?” he asked, his voice rich and husky as he pulled be slowly back in against him, let me feel his hard, athletic body pressed against me. “I want you to have my child. And after that, I want you to have another. And another. And we can’t very well wait around forever if we’re going to make the kind of quota I have in mind,” he said with a quirky smile upon his full lips.
“Exactly!” I said, louder than I intended. I was just about to lose it, and I squirmed against him. Hell, I wanted to throw away all our plans then and there just to feel him take me, raw, for the first time. I’d always had problems with other types of birth control, but I couldn’t help but really crave his dick, bare and throbbing for me.
My hand went down his chest, over his abs, grabbing at his belt.
“We have forty five minutes before the reservation...” I breathed out, unfastening it and bringing my hand lower to rub at his package. Just the idea of him getting me knocked up had me wet as a hurricane.
That wasn't a lot of time to fuck, get ourselves back together then cross town to the restaurant, but neither of us seemed like we'd be able say no once I started loosening his belt. Todd's package swelled through his tailor-fit pants, and his hands felt out my ample breasts through my top as I went about freeing the beast. That thick cock of his locked behind a final layer of cotton beneath those pant, which I then peeled back to let that throbbing, veiny girth pounce forth.
"You're lucky," he said breathily as he took hold of me, guided me to the wall and bent up over up against it. "I've been saving a big load for you as a special Valentine's Day present," he growled as his dick throbbed behind me, his hands rolling up my dress to expose my cunny.
My hands braced myself as I looked over my shoulder at him. I couldn’t see him well as he brought the dress up over my hips, finding me without any panties, shaved smooth, and already soaking wet. I parted my legs, arching my back as I purred at him.
“Fuck me hard,” I pleaded, my plans, the flowers, everything forgotten with the promise of feeling his raw cock.
Later I'd share him with Stacey, but for now, my rich and successful man would be all mine, and I felt his bare, unsheathed dick sink into me. A single, slow thrust and he was buried to the hilt inside me, that broad, vein-bulging shaft spearing me open. But this time, there was no layer of nasty rubber between us, no knowledge that he was going to pull out to ruin the whole thing for me.
He let loose a deep, throaty moan as he ploughed in deep and pulsated with excitement. Delaying that brief moment before he began to pump his hips, hard and growing faster with each thrust.
It felt better than I could have ever imagined. He was so big and warm, and my juices let him thrust quickly. My back arched, pussy clenching his dick as I moaned out his name.
“God, you feel so good,” I managed breathily, taking in a couple short gasps. “I can’t wait to feel your cum in me.”
Todd was a man of power and control, and until he decided he was going to knock me up with a cool head, I knew he'd never fumble. He'd never ridden me raw, except on the rare occasion we indulged ourselves and he pulled out. He'd never fail, of course. But this time...
He'd never fail, but the goal was different.
Those heavy, cum-laden balls of his swung up between my parted thighs and smacked against my clit, again and again. Each of his hard thrusts punctuated with the wet smack of our bodies colliding.
"You're gonna be my beautiful lil' breeder," he growled to me, and I could feel the excited pulse through his cock.
Those words made me quiver with desire and I squeezed his dick with my tight pussy, needing so bad to feel his creamy jism fill me. I was so excited I could barely contain myself, those little vibrations and spasm of pleasure going through me with such urgency.
Todd was buff and athletic, his body a well-tuned machine, and he put it to use pounding his cock into me so magnificently. He thrust hard and fast, building such an intense tempo as I felt his cock throb with urgency, his own release held barely in check. I knew he couldn't last too long, not in the face of that tight, clenching pussy of mine.
I managed to coax a deep, pleasured moan from him and he bent over me, pressed me up against the wall harder as he ploughed into my fertile depths. And, oh, they were fertile.
We'd both been checked out to make sure we'd have no trouble conceiving when the time came, and we were — in the doctor's words — the ripest couple he'd ever met. Todd had sperm to breed the most barren of wombs, and I was ready for his seed to sow.
"Cumming!" he grunted out, moments before his balls tightened and he began to blow that thick, rich stream of seed into me.
It was the sweetest gift he could have given me, and I accepted it all with a scream of my own. I was ravenous for his cum and slammed my ass into his hips, forcing the head of his huge dick to press painfully against my inner most depths. But even that brought me a sense of pleasured joy, more so knowing that with that one act, our choice was likely made.
In that brief tryst before dinner, Todd had undoubtedly planted his seed within me. I just had a sense for it as I felt him empty his loins into me, all that thick rich cum spurting and filling me up, so much my pussy couldn't handle it all. I was left overflowing with his cum as he bucked and twitched a few final times, groaning in pleasure all the while.
"Good girl," he husked approvingly, leaning over me and pressing a kiss to the back of my head. "And happy Valentine's Day," he whispered softly before slowly pulling back out of me, leaving me so sadly empty. But for his cum, that is.
Yet I knew what I had planned for him would blow his mind, just as his gift had done for me.
He agreed to knock me up!
I hit send on the text as soon as I sat into Todd’s luxury car, and couldn’t wait to see Stacey’s reply as we started our way towards the high scale restaurant Todd had chosen. I had to talk to one of my contacts there to change our table from two to three, but I knew calling in that favour would be worth it.
OMG Really? When?
Stacey texted
back.
Just now. We might be running late...
All she sent back to that was a winking smiley face, and I grinned wider.
This was going to be a night to remember...
The look on Todd's face when the waiter took us to an already occupied table was priceless. Not that he betrayed much in that stoic expression of his, but it was the little things that said it all.
"No no, this is our table, sweetie," I said, clinging to her arm as I tugged him to the seats. The waiter managed to beat him to the punch at pulling out my chair.
A first.
Even my man could be shaken with surprise it seemed.
It might have seemed rather strange, to invite my best friend along to our get together, but it didn't take long for me to get the message across to Todd. Flanked by two women, Stacey's hand reaching out to touch his thigh, mine upon his other, I leaned in and murmured to him seductively.
"Happy Valentine's Day, sweetie. Double the women in your life," I said in such a lusty voice, so ripe with lurid intent.
He was shocked into silence, and I grinned across him towards my best friend. Stacey was wearing a sexy black dress that showed off her ample cleavage, and with the dark rimmed eyes and red lips, she looked like a bombshell.
Maybe I should’ve been worried about feeling jealous, but honestly... that kind of turned me on too. And I couldn’t help but find myself attracted to her toned, beautiful body and her sweet yet seductive face.
I squeezed Todd’s thigh again, and snaked it higher and higher as the meal progressed and he started relaxing into it.
Todd was not unfamiliar with Stacey, and the three of us got to chatting naturally before long, getting my husband-to-be over the awkwardness of his new present. The dinner was a beautiful, high class affair, and Todd was able to embrace the fact he shared it with two stunning women, one on each arm.
When it came time for dessert and we were finishing our lovely evening out, I snuck my hand up over his thigh and took a feel of his groin. I could feel his stiff cock, raging hard once more after our earlier tryst, and then... Stacey's hand joined me. The two of us gently massaging that beastly sized dick, making it throb and bulge beneath our fingers until the bill was brought and taken care of.
I bit in upon my lip as my hand skirted hers and then retreated as Todd went to stand, his motions a bit more cautious. Then, they’d have to be to hide that huge package.
I wondered what others thought, and glanced around, briefly, at the packed restaurant filled with couples and then... us. It probably seemed like we were prostitutes or something, and the thought nearly made me laugh out loud.
Stacey moved towards me, letting Todd lead us out and back to his car. Unfortunately he’d brought his two seater, but that wasn’t any problem for us.
Taking off down the road with Stacey in my lap, her smooth thighs pressed against me as she wriggled with excitement... How could I complain?
She leaned back, whispering to me so that Todd couldn’t hear.
“So he’s really aiming to knock you up?”
I nodded, my cheek pressed against hers. “He already took me bare tonight,” I confessed with a lusty growl.
She pulled back for a second, considering that information before she whispered something in my ear I’ll never forget.
“Think he’ll do me too?”
My eyes flashed wide at the brazen nature of the question, but I couldn't help but grin. Todd was my man, and though I was excited to share him with her...
I was already certain he'd knocked me up.
I giggled and gave her rear a pinch as best I could, it was so firm after all, then the two of us shot a conspiratorial look over at Todd, who spared just a glance.
"What are you two planning?" he asked, like a loving father talking to his two daughters.
“Nothing,” I said, drawing out the word and giving him such a wicked grin. I couldn’t help it.
The thought of him knocking up my best friend was making me squirm, and I could already feel my clit throbbing with need.
It was a struggle to make it back to our place, though Stacey and I made the most of it. The two of us like college girls again, pawing, prodding at one another in rather inappropriate ways, catching Todd's gaze time and again as one of us would cop a feel of the other's breast, or up between the thighs.
We took the elevator back up to our place, and Stacey and I were all over him, flanking him on either side. Feeling him up, fawning over my man even as other riders briefly hopped aboard until at last we were at our destination.
The flowers were still abandoned on the side table, but we barely noticed anything about our front foyer as I grabbed onto Todd’s tie, dragging him towards our bedroom. We weren’t overly kinky people or anything, and this was definitely the most risky thing we’d done together.
I couldn’t even believe how turned on I was as I led the two of them into our room. We had a king sized bed with gold and maroon sheets and cherry wood furniture, and I turned the lights on just a bit to illuminate the room in a gentle wash of light.
Stacey was already helping Todd undress, sliding her hands in under his sports jacket, slipping it back off his shoulders. Leaving me to undo his tie, then slowly thread his buttons through the holes, undoing his shirt to reveal his hard, toned physique beneath.
My man was such a looker, and he took great care to stay in shape, as the two of us helped undress him, Stacey got her first, full appreciation for just how studly of a man my Todd was.
And I took such delight in watching her mouth fall open in a bit of surprise, licking over her lips as she eye-fucked him.
“So Todd,” I purred. “Why don’t you open your present?
I watched as his gorgeous eyes met mine, checking to make sure everything was okay in a silent manner before his hand moved to Stacey’s back. He found the zipper at her back arched with excitement, her erect nipples visible beneath the dress.
He watched me at first as that zipper came down, exposing Stacey’s beautiful, unblemished back. But when he began to slip it from her figure and leave her bare from the waist up, he looked and appreciated my best friend’s figure for how stunningly gorgeous it was.
Stacey helped by taking hold of his hand, guiding it up to cup one of her ample breasts, urging him to sink his fingers into that supple flesh and enjoy its feel. The throb in his bulge said he enjoyed it immensely at that, his gaze flitting from the sight of her tit in his palm, nipple prodding betwixt his fingers, over to me.
I was transfixed. Never had I seen him touch another woman, nor even look at one. He was always a perfect gentleman with me, and this was far beyond what I was used to.
So I wasn’t prepared for the way my heart pounded and my pussy throbbed, my breath caught as my fiancé squeezed my best friend’s breast. Stacey moaned, and I squirmed with my own arousal. It was going to be hard not jumping him then and there, making him take me again, hard and raw.
No, I had to contain myself, force myself to watch as my man felt up my best friend, enjoyed her smooth skin, slid his free hand down across her hip and helped her shimmy out of that dress entirely. Which revealed that just like me, Stacey wore nothing beneath. Scandalously bare, and oh so wet with arousal.
I broke from my frozen position to come over behind Todd, shedding my own dress before I pressed my bare breasts to his back and snaked my limbs around him. My two hands coming to his belt and unbuckling it, working it through the hoop before I undid his trousers.
“It’s okay to enjoy her,” I said in a lusty, whispering voice, my hand slipping into his boxer-briefs to wrap about his dick and feel just how intensely aroused he was.
He throbbed in my hand, that cock so stiff and long.
I peaked around his body in order to look at Stacey, to lick my lips as I freed him from his pants and boxers.
“I told you he was huge,” I said confidently, giving my man another stroke before unleashing him, letting him bounce before my best friend. God, how did
it turn me on so damn much?
I looked at Stacey’s fit body, her large breasts, the smooth curve of her ass and thighs, and I wanted to touch her, to take her. But this wasn’t about what I wanted. It was a night about Todd.
She certainly wasn’t new to seduction herself, and when she bent herself over, leaning atop the edge of the bed, she curved her spine in such a seductive manner, offering up her plush, round ass, and the glistening slit betwixt her thighs.
I could see the thrill of excitement in Todd. What man didn’t want to have two gorgeous women, after all? And judging by the intense throbbing in his cock, my virile man was no exception.
“Get me a condom from the nightstand,” he told me as he grasped Stacey’s hips and fondled her figure, down to her firm ass cheeks.
But I didn’t want a condom to ruin any of this, and I kissed his back, stood up on my tip-toes to reach his shoulders as I whispered.
“It would be so much more perfect without a nasty ol’ condom though, don’t you think?” I said, reaching down to cup his heavy, cum-laden balls and fondle them gently.
Stacey flipped her hair back and peered behind at us both.
“You can cum right in me, it’s okay,” she said, her voice so seductive, so wanting. “I need it in me so bad,” and it sounded so honest and genuine.
I rubbed my thumb along his sac as I groaned. My other hand went to his stiff, wanting cock, trying to guide him to my friend’s shaved pussy. I could smell the soft, feminine scent of her arousal in the air, and it was making me so horny I could hardly stand it.
Perhaps the two of us combined finally managed to shake Todd’s stoicism. Or maybe with his decision to knock me up, he was willing to go all out with her too. Either way, he let me guide the fat, purple crown of his cock to her bare pussy, and once the two of them touched loins together, he slid in to the hilt and the both of them moaned loudly.
I watched his hands grip at her hips and ass tightly as he began to pump into her, watched my best friend’s face contort with such pleasure as my husband-to-be stretched her little cunny open wide with his thick cock.
