by Kalpana Kali
“You know why that is, don’t you?”
She shook her head as she sucked.
“Because you know you can’t get pregnant being fucked up the ass.”
Was it that simple?
Just the mention of her getting pregnant almost threw her into climax. Her brain really had been rewired. Lila needed a spurting cock in her pussy. The permanent falling feeling of just being about to cum was driving her insane. She bore it as Deo grunted and growled his way to orgasm. She suffered through it as her boss, Govinder, shoved his hard cock into her and plundered her ass until he shot her full of goo.
All she could think was, ‘What a waste of sperm. That could be making some girl pregnant right now.’
‘Some girl’. But not her. Her womb was owned by Lochan now.
As Govinder pulled out of her, Lila took her mouth of Lochan and begged, “Please. I need you to fuck me. Cum in me and knock me up. Please!”
“Sorry, Bright Eyes,” he said. “We still have two party guests to make happy.”
“If you want to make me happy,” said Munesh impishly, “You should let me have a turn at Lila’s hot lips. I bet they feel great.”
Lochan smiled indulgently. “Sure. Be my guest.”
The young man’s cock was almost as large as Lochan’s. It seemed comically dangerous on his slim frame. Lila took him in and explored the shaft with her tongue. Right then, the other twin, Sudesh gripped her tight and crammed his equally large cock into her ass. She whimpered as she sucked.
The pure joy the twins took in using her spread to Lila. This was sex for sheer sport. The young men high-fived each other like they had just won the World Cup for India. Just their enthusiasm was enough to make Lila cum. Pregnancy or not, this was too much pleasure to contain and her body finally turned over into orgasm and—
And Lochan said forcefully, “Alright, you two pull out. Time for me.”
She mourned the loss of her climax, but the feeling of Lochan’s strong fingers on her shoulders made it all right again. His tool was larger than all the men’s and when he placed his cock at her dripping asshole, she cried out, “No, not there,” half afraid of the pain he would inflict, half distressed at not having him in her pussy.
“Just teasing,” said Lochan, as he flipped her over onto her back.
Lila looked up at him as if her were a god—bathed in the sunlight of the late Indian afternoon on the open track with the cloudless sky above him. His sweaty shoulder muscles flexed as he adjusted her on the bike, getting his cock to her pussy lips. He plunged the broad head into her and she cried out in surprise and delight.
This was what she needed. She squeezed back at him with the walls of her pussy while she lifted her hips at him. He held her body just under her breasts, his thumb tweaking her hard nipples. That delicious sliding sensation of his knob reaching into her deepest place was heaven. She breathed deep, soaking in the sensations.
A cock nudged her nose in it’s way to her left cheek. Another hit her right cheek. The twins wanted action. As the rhythm of Lochan’s fucking lulled her with its hypnotic pleasure, she took one of the cocks into her mouth, sucking on the end. She switched to the other soon after, then kept sucking them in turn as the other twin fisted his cock at her ear.
Her long-anticipated orgasm descended on her and Lila stopped her blow jobs as her body bucked and shivered. Lochan said, “I’m fucking your cunt, Lila. I’m going to put so much cum inside your choot that you you’ll be leaking for days. I’m going to keep you pregnant forever.”
“Oh, God, that is so hot,” said Munesh, still pumping his shaft.
“Yeah,” said his brother. “I wish I could be putting a baby in Lila right now.”
The idea sent the young men over the edge. They blasted her face from two directions, coating it in a criss-cross of warm, milky cum.
Lochan was ready now too. He groaned out his mastery of her body and railed her with long, forceful strokes. He said nothing more. The threat and intent of his actions was clear in his eyes and in the deep penetrations of his thick cock into her fertile body.
“Give it to me, Lochan. Give me all of it. I want your baby in me. Do it. Cum in me.”
As Lochan bellowed his rushing sperm into her, Lila had a second climax. The thrill of knowing that he was doing everything he could to make her a mother overloaded her mind as a profound, satisfying pleasure swept through her, from head to toe.
She was going to be a mother. Lochan was making her pregnant and that was all that mattered in the world. It was the only thought in her mind as she calmed down, savoring the aches in her holes.
“Gimme my pants,” she heard Lochan say out of her fog of submissive exhaustion. He set her on the bike seat as he pulled on his jeans. Then he got on the bike, holding Lila’s naked body to his, her breasts squashed against his firm chest. She wrapped her arms around his neck and rested her head against his skin. He didn’t intend to wear a shirt or helmet. Who would dare stop him in this town? Who could?
“Oh, man,” said Deo, “That was one hell of a party. Thanks so much, Lochan.”
Thanking Lochan, not Lila. Because Lochan was the one in charge. Lila was just Lochan’s property now.
“Next time we win a race,” said Govinder, “we need to do a bukkake party. Watching Munesh and Sudesh cum on her face, really put me in the mood for it.”
“Not a bad idea,” said Lochan, gunning the engine on the bike. His bike now, not Lila’s.
Over by a wall, the twins were washing each other’s naked bodies off with a hose, playfully water-fighting. They were beautiful in their own way—not as solid and powerful as Lochan, but athletic and graceful.
“You know,” said Lochan, stroking Lila’s stomach, “if we’re lucky, we might have sons like that. I’d love to see your belly with twins.”
Then Lochan waved to the pit crew and drove with Lila through the gate and off into the sunset.
END
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