After Mandy stopped her birth control, James continued to fuck her at least two or three times a week. He would call Tim who would come round to pick him up and drive him to the house and, once there, would wait while Mandy and James fucked on the marital bed.
Sometimes he was invited into the room to watch, but mostly he had to wait as he listened to Mandy’s cries of pleasure, followed by silence after they had finished and lay in each other’s arms. Afterwards, he would take James back to his lodging unless he was staying the night, in which case Tim would sleep in the spare bedroom.
Tim accepted the situation. He understood his role and in some strange way actually enjoyed it. He liked being present when James was fucking Mandy, as he found the boy extremely attractive. Watching his muscles ripple and his body sweat as he drove his huge cock in and out of his wife’s cunt aroused him incredibly.
Tim also understood that his wife was now sexually bonded to James. While that made him feel humiliated, he also found it extremely exciting. Watching the way in which this incredibly sexy and good-looking Adonis plundered his wife’s body, driving her to the limits of pleasure before filling her womb with his sperm, filled him with lust and he would masturbate furiously before ejaculating impotently on the floor.
Mandy had also changed since she stopped taking her birth control pills. What had started out as pure lust was now slowly developing into something else. She was starting to develop feelings for James. She understood that these were not reciprocated and that for him she was just a good fuck, a warm body to provide sexual pleasure to him, and a receptacle for his semen. But he was more to her.
She also found her relationship with her husband subtly changing. They had been living a cuckold lifestyle for more than twenty years and had adapted themselves to it extremely well. Lately, however, she seemed to have become infatuated with James and had started to adopt some of his controlling ways, becoming more dominant with Tim and seeming to enjoy emphasising his beta role.
Tim had always understood Mandy’s need for sex that he could not fulfill, and was happy for her to find others to meet it. But this was somehow different.
Then, one day, a little after two months, her period started. Mandy was delighted. Her body had now returned to normality and before long she would be fertile, her eggs ready to mate with James’s sperm. She imagined his thick cock deep inside her, pulsating as his fertile semen sprayed inside her vagina, coating everything with its creamy consistency.
“You need to tell James,” Mandy said to Tim.
“I’ll go round this evening and tell him in person.”
“Good. He probably wants to wait a few days until my period’s finished before coming here again.”
“I suppose so.”
That night, shortly after he came home to his lodging, James heard a knock on the door. He opened it to find Tim standing there.
“Hello, Tim. I didn’t expect to see you tonight. Come on in.”
Tim entered the studio and sat in the chair. James took off his sneakers and sat on the edge of the bed.
“Is everything alright?” James asked.
“Yes, everything’s fine,” Tim replied, “I came to tell you that Mandy started her period today.”
James’s heart leapt. Her body had adjusted at last and it wouldn’t be long before she was ovulating. His cock stirred and thickened at the thought of his sperm fertilising her egg and implanting a child in her womb.
“Oh, wow, that’s fantastic,” he said.
“Well, it’s what you wanted.”
“Yes, it is. But it’s also what your wife wants.”
Tim did not reply, instead he looked at him with sad eyes. He knew that James was right and that Mandy was intent on having James’s child, but he felt humiliated by it.
James saw the look in his eyes. He stared back at him with intensity, then stood up.
“Come on, Tim, let’s go and celebrate with your wife.”
Tim looked at him. He had not expected this. He’d thought that James wouldn’t want to see Mandy while she was having her period. He turned round to the door and the two of them went out and walked to Tim’s car.
They didn’t talk very much during the journey, both of them thinking about the coming months. James was looking forward to impregnating Mandy in front of Tim, demonstrating his superiority and dominance, and then watching her body grow with their child. That would be a daily reminder to Tim that his wife was another man’s cumslut. His cock twitched as he thought about it.
Tim was thinking about watching this virile young man fucking his wife, watching his powerful body enveloping her smaller frame, his huge cock pistoning in and out of her pretty pussy, filling her with his fertile semen. His cock, too, twitched with his thoughts.
When they arrived at the house, James led the way to the front door and rang the bell. Mandy answered and squealed with delight at seeing James standing there.
“James,” she cried, “I didn’t think you’d want to see me for a few days.”
“Don’t be silly,” James replied, “this is a time for celebration.”
Mandy grabbed his hand and led him into the living room, then wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. He kissed her back, their mouths partly open, their tongues darting back and forth in each other’s mouths, their hands roaming over each other’s backs.
Tim came after them and went to get some drinks. He poured three glasses of champagne and put them on the table in front of the couch before sitting down in the easy chair facing the couch.
James and Mandy broke their kiss and went to sit down on the couch. They sat next to each other, James with his arm around her shoulders, fondling her shoulder, Mandy with a hand on James’s thigh, rubbing it.
“Here’s to Mandy,” Tim said, raising his glass.
“To Mandy and fertility,” James said, pulling her closer. Mandy giggled and squeezed his thigh. They all drank.
James put his glass down and kissed her again. They nibbled each other’s lips, licked them, sucked them. James moved his other hand to feel her breasts, his palm rubbing over the front of her blouse. Mandy’s hand moved up his thigh to rub over the front of his jeans, feeling the mound of flesh straining against his fly.
James felt her nipples respond to the friction of his palms. He rubbed a bit more then stopped and undid the buttons of her blouse with deft movements of his fingers. Mandy broke their kiss.
“Oh, James,” she said softly, “I want you, but we can’t. My period is really heavy. Just let me take care of you.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, I am. I want to make love to you.”
“Alright, but take off your bra. I want to see your gorgeous tits.”
“Oh, you naughty boy,” Mandy giggled, giving him a playful slap. But she leaned forward and took off her blouse followed by removing her bra.
“Now get up,” she said, “it’s my turn.”
James stood up, facing her.
“Take off your shirt.”
James pulled off his t-shirt and dropped it on the floor. Mandy gazed at him, her eyes roaming over his body. This boy was so sexy. Then she heard a groan. She looked over to Tim and saw that he was leaning forward intently in his chair. She smiled.
“Come over here, Tim.”
Tim’s eyes had widened as he saw the boy’s muscular chest with its matt of red hair come into view. His eyes had dropped down to follow the line of hair that ran down to James’s navel and his stomach had lurched. He had groaned inadvertently.
“Come over here, Tim,” he heard his wife say.
He stepped forward and stood in front of the couch.
“Finish undressing him,” Mandy said.
Tim undid James’s belt and then the waistband of his jeans, before unzipping them and pushing them down his legs together with his boxers, revealing the boy’s thickening cock and pendulous balls.
He had a hollow sensation in the pit of his stomach as he looked at the figure in front of him. God, the boy was so masculine, so powerful, so superior. He stared at James’s naked groin. He wanted to kiss that magnificent organ, to pay homage to it.
James stepped out of the puddle of clothes at his feet, all the time looking into Tim’s eyes. He understood what Mandy was doing. He took the older man’s hand and moved it under his balls so that they rested in his palm.
“Feel my balls, Tim. They’re young and virile and full of sperm, ready to impregnate your wife.”
Tim cradled the boy’s testicles, feeling their weight, then gently moving them with his fingers, measuring them and feeling their firm texture. Each testicle was at least twice the size of both of his together. He wished he’d been blessed with genitalia like this.
“Oh, God, James,” he said softly, “why are you doing this to me?”
“Because you want me to. Because my body excites you. Because you want to imagine what it’s like to be me. Now go back to your chair and watch while your wife makes love to me.”
Tim returned to his chair, his heart thumping.
Mandy got off the couch and knelt in front of James. She looked across at Tim.
“Watch us, Tim. Watch me make love to this gorgeous, sexy young man with a cock that is so much thicker and harder than yours and balls that make yours look tiny.”
Tim felt a hollow in the pit of his stomach. Her words cut into his heart, but his body betrayed him as his cock jerked and grew hard as precum oozed out of the tip. He reached down and rubbed the front of his trousers.
Mandy leaned forward and, lifting James’s semi-erect cock, pulled back his foreskin with her left hand wrapped around his shaft. She looked at the beautiful, dark-pink mushroom cockhead, then leaned in and took it between her lips, her tongue probing the slit as the fingers of her left hand slowly stroked him.
James felt his cock thicken and grow as she licked around the head, and soon it was rock hard.
Slowly Mandy sucked more of his cock into his mouth until the large, mushroom head was completely engulfed along with about an inch of his shaft. Her tongue swirled around the boy’s swollen glans, lapping at the stream of precum emerging from his slit, then tickling the ridge of his corona. The fingers of her other hand continued to play with his hairy testicles.
James watched her as he enjoyed the exquisite feelings all over his cock. This woman knew how to suck a cock. She knew where all the sensitive spots were and how to stimulate them.
Mandy moved her left hand up James’s shaft, pushing the foreskin forward and between her lips into her mouth. She kept her tongue firmly under the boy’s cockhead and rolled James’s foreskin back over to cover his glans.
Her tongue was now between James’s foreskin and his glans. She started moving it around, tickling his frenulum before shifting around to lick the rim of his corona, all under his foreskin. She felt a spurt of precum erupt from the boy’s slit.
‘Oh, fuck. That’s good,” James gasped.
Mandy felt a jolt of pleasure and her pussy moistened at James’s appreciation. She moved the tip of her tongue back under James’s cockhead to tickle his frenulum, at the same time gently stroking his shaft so that his foreskin rolled back and forth over his glans.
James had never before felt as he did now. The tickle on his frenulum together with the sensations of his foreskin moving over the top of his glans drove his arousal to new levels. The nerves in his cockhead were screaming with pleasure, itching and begging for relief. His shaft was like a rod of iron and felt like it would burst. He could feel Mandy’s fingers caressing his balls, moving them around in their sac. He opened his eyes and saw her looking up at him.
“You’re mine, Mandy. Your body belongs to me,” he growled, thrusting his hips up sharply so that more of his cock was forced into Mandy’s mouth.
Mandy gagged for a short while, then stopped as she became accustomed to the huge mass inside her mouth. She could feel the warmth of the boy’s cock as it pulsed with his heartbeat, the skin soft yet the shaft like a bar of steel. She pulled James’s foreskin back again, freeing his cockhead, then swirled her tongue around, feeling the shape of the glans, then down to feel the irregularities of the veins in his shaft, the protuberance of the thick urethra on the underside.
James started to move his hips in little fucking motions. He could feel his whole body getting hot, his skin becoming ultra-sensitive. His cock felt on fire, all its nerve endings screaming. Precum was pouring out of his slit and onto the back of Mandy’s tongue, making her gulp and swallow.
He put his right hand on her head and held it as he started to fuck her mouth, pushing his cock deeper inside until it could not go further.
Mandy started gagging again, but James ignored it. Lust had overtaken his senses. All he needed was a warm, wet, stimulating receptacle for his cum, and the mouth wrapped around his cock was just fine.
Mandy used all of her concentration to overcome her gagging, breathing through her nose and swallowing as she swirled her tongue around the boy’s corona. She could feel the thick shaft jerking as she did so, the urethra seeming to grow. That made her feel good, even more excited, and she became aware of her pussy tingling, her juices flowing.
She felt the pulse in the cock in her mouth grow stronger and quicker and curled her tongue to tickle the frenulum before tickling the two mounds surrounding it. She focussed her mind on bringing as much pleasure as she could to the cock she was sucking, trying to stimulate those parts that she knew were sensitive. All that mattered was pleasing this boy/man whose cock was in her mouth, and making him cum.
As she did so, she could feel her labia open up and her panties becoming moist and slimy. She was moving her hips rhythmically, her nerves tingling. The huge cock in her mouth felt hot and full of vitality and power and it seemed to transfer that power into her own body.
She felt James’s testicles move up from her fondling fingers and the boys’s cock grow even larger. The stream of precum trickling down her throat thickened into a flood and she swallowed several times. Her heartbeat quickened and she could feel a glow starting to spread from her clitoris as she realised that the powerful engine inside her mouth was about to explode with life-giving force, when suddenly she felt a lurch in her own body and a spurt of cum erupt from her pussy. She groaned involuntarily as she felt another spurt emerge followed by a dribble.
James was completely unaware of Mandy. The sensations in his cock had made the world around him fade as all of his sensory perceptions centred in his cock. He stopped moving and concentrated on the feeling as his testicles shifted and rose in their sac, forcing millions of sperm into his prostate to mix with his seminal fluids then rush up his urethra and erupt from his slit like a cannon shot.
Mandy felt James’s cock jerk and the urethra resting on her tongue expand as a huge wad of semen was propelled through it, followed by a fountain of thick, hot, slimy liquid spraying hard into the back of her throat.
She gulped quickly, trying to swallow the semen, but as she did so she felt James’s cock jerk again and another long jet of semen flood into the back of her throat, making her splutter. She gulped again and tried to swallow as much as she could, then snorted and inhaled some of it, semen getting into her sinus passages and dribbling out of her nose. James ejaculated a third time and it overwhelmed her, filling her mouth and oozing out of her lips around his shaft.
She pulled back from James’s cock, spitting it out as semen dribbled down her chin, but James hadn’t finished. He ejaculated twice more, spraying semen onto Mandy’s hair and into her face before coming down from his orgasmic high and back into the world. He saw her face splattered with thick, white blobs, and more semen dribbling from her nose and mouth.
“Shit, Mandy, you look a mess,” he said, laughing, “I’m so sorry. Tim, go and get a towel.”
Mandy looked up at his face, blinking her eyes to shake off the semen. She licked her lips, enjoying his musky taste.
“That was some orgasm,” she said, as she fingered his testicles. “These big balls produce a lot of cum.”
James felt a surge of pride at her remarks. He heard a noise and looked around to see that Tim had returned with a towel.
“Thanks, Tim,” he said, taking the towel and wiping Mandy’s face.
Tim didn’t look at him, instead he looked at Mandy. He had found the whole scenario extremely exciting and had undone his fly and stroked himself as he watched. He had climaxed a little after James, two small spurts of semen that landed on the floor, after which his cock had shrivelled. Now it started to revive a little as he looked at Mandy’s cum-covered face.
James glanced at him and then down at the floor. He noticed that damp patch where Tim’s cum had landed.
“Well, Tim, what do you think? Did you enjoy that?”
Tim didn’t answer, but he felt his face flush as he stared at the floor. He had indeed enjoyed it very much but felt ashamed that he had, and that he had orgasmed. He was a man, damn it. He liked women. Yes, he was a cuck, but he wasn’t attracted to men. He never had been. But somehow he was incredibly turned on by this boy with his manly physique and intense masculinity.
James looked at his distress, seeing the conflicts in the older man. He felt sorry for him but, at the same time, hugely empowered and dominant.
“Well, Tim, I think you should leave us alone now. We’ll call you later.”
Tim turned round and left to go to the spare bedroom as James helped Mandy to her feet. She got up, still clutching his groin, his cock dribbling on her wrist, and kissed him.
“I can’t wait to feel your baby grow inside me,” she said, her eyes dreamy. “I hope it’s a boy and that he takes after his father.”
“How’s Tim going to feel about it?” James asked.
‘Oh, he’ll be OK. It’s not the first time. Besides, he likes you very much.”
“I know. He sees me as the man he wishes he were.”
“It’s more than that. He’s attracted to you, both physically and emotionally.”
“How does that make you feel?”
“A bit annoyed and wanting to punish him. It’s the first time it’s happened and I’m not sure how to deal with it. I’ve been a bit mean to him, recently.”
“And what reaction has he had?”
“Surprisingly, he seems to enjoy it. Almost as if he wants to be humiliated.”
“Well, perhaps you should step it up. Try deliberately humiliating him. If he doesn’t like it, apologise and stop.”
“Hmm. Maybe I will.”
“I’ll test it out as well.”
“OK. Would you like to stay for something to eat?”
“No thanks, I think I’ll have an early night. Let’s set a date for the weekend. I’ll come round on Friday night and we can spend the whole weekend together.”
“Oh, James, that would be fabulous,” Mandy squealed and gave him a passionate kiss.
James broke the kiss and got dressed again before taking Mandy’s hand and leading her to the door and down the corridor to the spare bedroom. He went in without knocking. This was his domain. He didn’t need to knock. Tim was lying on the bed, reading.
“OK, Tim. Get up now. Time for you to take me home.”
Tim got off the bed, pulled on his shoes, and then followed them to the front door. He waited while they kissed goodbye, their tongues dancing as their hands roamed over each other’s bodies. After a few minutes, they parted.
“See you on Friday,” James said.
“I’ll be waiting, lover boy.”
James smiled, opened the door, and stepped outside. Tim followed him and they walked to the car where Tim opened the passenger door for him. He got inside and sat down. Tim closed the door then went round and got into the driver’s seat. He started the car and they drove off.
“Do you like me, Tim?” James asked after a while.
“Why do you ask? You know I do. You’re Mandy’s lover.”
“I don’t mean that way. Are you attracted to me?”
“Fuck, James, why are you asking me that?”
“Because I think you do and, if I’m right, I’d like to know.”
He saw Tim’s knuckles whiten as his hands gripped the steering wheel tightly.
“It’s OK, Tim, I’m actually quite flattered.”
“It’s not OK, the older man replied. I feel ashamed and stupid about it, but I think you’re extremely sexy and I find your body very exciting.”
They drove on in silence, both of them thinking about the conversation, until they arrived at James’s lodging.
“Would you like to come in?” James asked.
“Yes,” Tim replied softly.
They got out of the car and both went into James’s place. Neither said a word as they went inside. James went over to the bed and sat on it. Tim sat on the chair, facing him.
“What is it you want, Tim?” James asked.
“I really don’t know. I haven’t ever had feelings like this. You know I like watching you fuck Mandy, but I’ve always liked watching other men fuck her. It turns me on. Yet somehow it’s different with you.”
“In what way different?”
Tim hesitated. He was about to tell this youngster his innermost desires, desires that would give the boy enormous power over him.
“I don’t know. What I do know is that, for the first time, I’m not jealous of another man’s body. I’m not the man you are, but I’m OK with that. Yes, I wish I had your masculinity, but somehow I can accept, even like, being sexually inferior.”
James looked at him. Tim was confirming what he and Mandy had talked about.
“Well, Tim, I’m not entirely surprised. Don’t be ashamed about it, it’s who you are. Between the three of us, we’ll work out the best way to enjoy each other. Mandy is a very sexual person. She needs an alpha man and that’s not you. You don’t have the personality and you don’t have the body, but I do.”
“I satisfy her in ways you never could,” he continued. “My cock stretches and fills her completely; yours can never do that. When I cum, my semen blasts into her vagina, coating her insides and swimming into her womb, driving her to orgasm. When you cum, she can’t even feel it.”
He paused for a moment.
“But, Tim, she loves you. She doesn’t love me, she needs me. That’s different. Yes, she wants my child, but that’s a basic instinct, an instinct to procreate with the best of the species. I do too. I want my DNA to be preserved, my gene pool to continue for generations.”
Tim looked at him with clouded eyes. He felt sad that he was unable to satisfy his wife. He also understood what James had said and, in a strange way, felt proud that he had picked his wife for his purpose. As he looked at James, his stomach lurched. He wanted to run his hands over his sexy body, to feel his power. He imagined himself lying underneath that muscular body, the boy looking down and grinning as he fucked him, sweat glistening on his skin.
“I understand, James,” he said, trying to forget that image, “and, even though I’m not sure why, I want that too.”
“Then we’re both going to be happy,” James said, “because that’s what’s going to happen in about two week’s time. Now, it’s time you left.”
They both stood up and walked to the door. Tim turned to James and shook his hand.
“Thank you, James.”
“I’ll see you on Friday,” James replied.
Tim left and James closed the door. It had been a good evening. He’d had a great time earlier on and a very rewarding climax. The conversation with Tim had been good. He now knew that his position as the alpha male had been totally accepted and that Tim would do anything for him. He would test that over the coming months.
He felt hugely powerful. He had made this older man’s wife his fucktoy, cuckolding him and making her body his by breaking their sexual bond. He was going to conceive a child with her that would forever remind her husband of the young man who had taken his wife. All of this fed his ego and made him feel invincible.
James got undressed and had a shower before going to bed. He fell asleep quite quickly, his conscience untroubled.
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James got up quite early the next morning feeling refreshed. He’d slept well as he always did after an intense orgasm. He followed his regular routine and then decided to call Harry and Jill. He hadn’t visited them as much after he thought he had impregnated Jill, probably around once a week, instead concentrating on seducing Mandy. However, now that Mandy was his, he decided to change that.
“Harry Bridges here,” he heard when he called.
“Oh, hello Harry. It’s James Jones here. How are you?”
“Very well, thanks, and you?”
“I’m great. I’m calling because I’d like to come round tonight.”
“Uh, um, that may be difficult.”
“No, it won’t. Just come and collect me at 7.00.”
“But…”
“But nothing, Harry,” James interrupted, “I’m not asking, I’m telling you. Do you understand?”
“Yes, James. I understand. I’ll fetch you at 7.00.”
“Thank you, Harry. Goodbye for now.”
James put down the ‘phone without waiting for Harry to answer and gathered his things to go to Uni. When he got there he went to the canteen and bought a coffee then looked around to see where he would sit. He spotted Dan and June at a table and went over to join them.
“Hello, June. Hello, Dan,” he said, “do you mind if I join you?”
“Sure,” June said, “I haven’t seen you in ages.”
Dan said nothing but moved his chair closer to June. James sat down, thinking what an idiot Dan was. He smiled at June and looked intently into her eyes. She felt her heart skip a beat as she looked at the man who had taken her virginity.
“Excuse me,” she said, pushing back her chair and standing up, “I’ll be back in a minute.”
James stood up as she left the table, then sat down again.
“What do you want, James?” Dan asked. “You ditched her and she’s mine now.”
“June belongs to nobody,” James replied, “you and she may be an item, but that doesn’t mean you own her. She’s her own person.”
“You know what I mean. She’s my girlfriend. Don’t make trouble.”
“Relax, Dan. Don’t be so uptight. I’m just being friendly.”
June arrived back at the table and sat down. She had missed James over the last few months. Dan had been a comfort to her during that time, but he wasn’t able to make her feel the way James did.
“Why don’t you come and visit one evening next week,” she said, “we can catch up on what we’ve all been doing. I’ll make dinner for us. Bring someone, if you like.”
“I’d love to do that,” James replied. “I don’t have anyone to bring, so it would just be the three of us.”
“Great. Would Tuesday be ok?”
“Tuesday would be perfect,” James replied, thinking that would give him a day or so to recover after spending the weekend with Mandy.
Dan looked at the two of them, wondering what was in James’s mind. He’d already been humiliated by him before when the redhead had cuckolded him with his previous girlfriend. He didn’t want that to happen again. James looked back at him innocently, but that was exactly what he planned to do, in the same way as he was going to cuckold Harry, Dan’s father, tonight.
James got up from the table and gathered his rucksack.
“See you next Tuesday,” he said and left for his first class.
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James returned to his lodging at the end of the day. He showered and put on some jockey shorts with a polo shirt and jeans, then waited for Harry to arrive.
Harry knocked on the door at exactly 7 pm.
“Hello Harry,” James said as he opened the door. “Don’t bother coming in,” and stepped outside.
They walked to the car which was just down the road. Harry opened the passenger door for James, then went round and got into the driver’s seat before starting the car and driving off.
“So, James, what made tonight so important?” Harry asked.
“I don’t know, really. Something inside me said that I should see you guys.”
“That’s quite strange. Jill and I were talking about it yesterday, that you weren’t visiting as often.”
“Well, I’m going to fix that now.”
“I’m pleased to hear that, because Jill gets very horny when she’s pregnant.”
“What? You don’t mean? Why didn’t you guys tell me?” James spluttered.
“Because we only found out this morning,” Harry replied, laughing.
James was delighted. Jill was pregnant with his baby. He would watch her grow with the product of his sperm and her egg. He would watch her body change, her abdomen swell, her breasts enlarge. He would feel his baby kick. James felt his cock stir and grow as he thought about it.
“Oh, fuck, Harry. That’s fantastic news. I can’t wait to see Jill. Are you excited?”
“Of course I am. My wife is going to have another child.”
“Even though it’s mine, conceived with sperm from my balls?”
“Yes.”
‘Oh, wow!”
They spent the rest of the journey in silence until they arrived at Harry and Jill’s house. Once they’d stopped, James leapt out of the car and rushed to the front door where Jill was standing. She was dressed in a white cotton blouse and black slacks.
“Oh, Jill!” he exclaimed, “it’s wonderful news.”
“I see Harry’s told you,” she replied, smiling, “I knew he wouldn’t be able to keep quiet.”
“Of course he told me. It’s fantastic news.”
“It is, isn’t it.”
“He also told me that you get very horny when you’re pregnant.”
“That man. He doesn’t know when to keep quiet.”
“Well, I’ll be happy to be of service.”
“I’m sure you will,” Jill said, reaching out and rubbing the front of his jeans, “that monster is going to be very busy.”
James laughed, then kissed her deeply before breaking off and holding her hand while they waited for Harry. When he arrived, they went through to the living room after shutting the front door. Jill sat down on the couch and James sat next to her, his arm around her shoulders.
Harry went to the drinks cabinet. He poured a glass of red wine each for James and himself, and an apple juice for Jill. He turned round to see Jill and James kissing, sucking at each other’s lips.
“Drinks first, you two,” he said, putting the drinks down on a table next to them.
“Here’s to our new baby,” James said, picking up his glass.
“Cheers,” said Jill.
They all drank, after which Jill and James put down their glasses. She looked at James dreamily, her eyes soft, as she stroked his cheek, feeling the bristles of his five-o-clock shadow.
He put his hand on her, his fingers rubbing the back of her neck, his thumb on her cheek. She felt a shiver up her spine. He moved his fingers up a bit to play with her hair, then pulled her towards him and planted little kisses all over her face.
Jill turned slightly and looked at him as he kissed her face. She reached out and held his head between her hands, then pushed it back slightly so that she could kiss him on the mouth, her lips slightly parted.
James kissed her back, his tongue gently entering her mouth to tangle with hers. They licked each other’s tongues, then explored each other’s mouths without breaking their kiss.
Jill held James’s head as they did so, feeling her body tingle and her nipples grow as his large hands moved over her shoulder blades then round under her arm until his thumbs were rubbing her breasts. Her vagina was starting to moisten and itch. She shuffled and clenched her pelvic muscles to try and relieve it.
James felt her move her hips. His cock was now fully erect and straining against the front of his jeans as precum oozed out of his slit, wetting his jockeys. He moved his thumbs to rub her nipples, feeling their rubbery consistency under her blouse. She gasped in his mouth.
Harry watched them as they kissed passionately. They made an erotic couple, the handsome, muscular, red-headed boy with the slender, mature woman. They had been kissing for a very long time, and they smelled of arousal as their bodies exuded hormones. He was looking forward to the next level as his hands moved and rubbed the front of his trousers.
James didn’t break their kiss, but moved his hands round to the front of her blouse and unbuttoned it. Jill took her hands off his head and dropped her arms so that he could push her blouse back and let it fall off her body. She wasn’t wearing a bra and her large breasts hung down slightly.
James cupped his hands underneath them and lifted them slightly. He broke their kiss.
“My God, your tits are beautiful,” he said, “so full and heavy.”
Jill smiled at him and thrust her bust forward, he leaned down and licked her nipples, first the left then the right, flicking his tongue over the top, then circling her areola. He felt each nipple elongate and grow harder as he did so.
He raised his head a little, then lifted her tits higher and palpitated them, feeling their flesh. They would grow larger still as her pregnancy progressed. He leaned down again and sucked at her left breast, taking her nipple and its surrounding areola into his mouth, his lips gripping firmly as his younger flicked at the tip of her nipple.
“Aaaah,” Jill sighed. Her hand dropped to her lap and she rubbed at her groin.
James continued sucking her tit, his tongue all over her areola, then gently raking his teeth over her nipple. Jill felt her clitoris tingle as he did so, as if there was an invisible band connecting it to her nipple. She loosened the waistband of her slacks and unzipped them, putting her right hand into her panties, her fingers in her bush searching for her clit.
Harry, too, was getting very aroused at the highly erotic scene unfolding in front of him. Watching his wife succumb to another man excited him incredibly. He just wished they would get fully undressed.
James felt Jill’s movements. He pulled his head back from her chest and stood up so that he could pull off her pants. She lifted her hips off the couch to help, and he tugged them down together with her small panties, revealing her luxuriant black bush above her glistening pussy. He was pleased she didn’t shave as he loved pubic hair.
“God, you’re beautiful,” he breathed and knelt down to thrust his face into her groin.
He sucked at her labia, pulling them between his lips and licking the fleshy bits in his mouth. They were slippery and wet and tasted musky. As he continued sucking them, he rubbed his middle finger at the bottom of her slit, coating it with her secretions before gently pushing it into her entrance.
Jill drew her breath in sharply as he did so, willing him to push it into her entrance further and scratch the itch inside, but he kept it just at the entrance, running it around and feeling the slippery, pink flesh.
Jill sighed and pushed her hips forward involuntarily, mashing her groin into his face. Her pussy was dripping wet now, her fluids oozing out of her slit. James licked and sucked, savouring her musky taste as his tongue moved up and down her slit before flicking up over the top of her clitoris.
“Oh, James,” Jill cried as a jolt of pleasure ran from her clit to spread through her groin, “oh, oh, oh.”
James licked her clit then slowly sucked it between his lips, the tip of his tongue feeling the little nub emerging from the folds of her clitoral shaft as it hardened and grew.
Jill gripped his head and pushed it into her groin as sparks of pleasure flitted through her body. Her breathing grew laboured as she mewled with delight, her body fucking his mouth when suddenly she went rigid and a stream of liquid spurted out of her pussy, wetting James’s hand.
“Aaaargh,” she cried, “oh, fuck!”
James sucked hard at her clit, feeling it grow even larger and more of the tip emerging. Jill’s clitoris was normally quite large, but this time it was really big. He circled the tip with his tongue, sensing its shape, then flicked it across the top.
“No! No! No!” Jill cried, “It’s too much,”, her body rigid, her legs shaking, as more liquid squirted out of her pussy. James did not stop.
Jill’s orgasm seemed to last forever, but slowly the intensity fell away. James felt the change and kept still, no longer stimulating her but keeping her clit in his mouth while she relaxed completely.
“Oh God, James, I haven’t cum like that in a long time. You are unbelievable.”
James didn’t say anything but started to move his tongue again, slowly stimulating her clit once more. He felt her hips buck as he did so.
“Oh God, no,” Jill gasped, “not like this, I need you inside me.”
James stopped and pulled back, her juices surrounding his mouth. He stood up and looked at her.
“I think we need to be more comfortable. Let’s go to the bedroom.”
He put out a hand and helped her up and together they walked to the master bedroom, followed by Harry. Jill pulled back the sheets and climbed into bed as James pulled off his T-shirt, then sat on the edge of the bed to take off his sneakers. He stood up again and loosened his belt before undoing his jeans, pulling them down and stepping out of them.
Harry looked at him. He could see James’s thick cock straining against the front of his jockey pants, the foreskin-covered head peeping out above the waistband and clearly visible. His heart leapt as he watched James grip the waistband and pull his pants down, revealing his huge cock standing up at a 45-degree angle, dripping precum, his large balls swinging below.
Jill looked up at James from the bed, her eyes drawn to his red hair atop a handsome face. Her body ached with desire for him, but it was mingled with an inner glow of emotion. This was the father of the child growing inside her and she would forever be connected to him. But her desire increased and became a consuming lust as the youngster undressed himself and his genitals came into view. The large balls that had created the millions of sperm that had entered her womb and fertilised her egg, sprayed into her vagina by the huge cock standing out above them.
“Oh God, Harry, just look at that. Isn’t he magnificent?” She cried.
James leaned down to give her a kiss before climbing into bed to lie on his side next to her. He kissed her again as he pulled her closer so that his cock was pressed against her body. She reached down between them to grasp it, feeling its soft skin moving over the incredibly hard shaft.
“I need you inside me, James,” she said softly, breaking their kiss.
“Come on top of me,” he responded.
Jill let go of his cock and pushed herself up on one arm, then swung a leg over him and got onto her knees, straddling his body. She shuffled down until her groin was above his, then grasped his cock again and pulled back his foreskin to reveal the tip of his large, mushroom head, its slit flared and precum oozing out.
She lowered herself and rubbed the head along her slit, separating her labia and spreading his precum along her slit, mingling with her juices. She felt the throb of the pulse in his shaft as she positioned his cockhead and notched it at the entrance to her cunt, his glans pressing against her vaginal sphincter.
James lay still on the bed as she slowly sat down on his cock, the weight of her body making his cock slide into her vagina, his foreskin rolling back completely off his glans. He felt his cockhead pushing open the walls of her vagina as it journeyed deeper into her slippery tunnel until the tip bumped into her cervix.
“Aaah,” Jill groaned, “that feels so good. You’re so damn thick.”
She wiggled her hips from side to side then back and forth as she pushed down on him. James felt his cock slide past her cervix, tickling his shaft as it slid further in until the tip nudged the end of her vagina and her butt was resting on him.
Jill felt fantastic. She could feel his warm, throbbing member tickling the walls of her vagina as the ridge of his corona rubbed against them. She flexed her pelvic muscles making her vagina ripple as it clasped his thick shaft with its prominent veins and large urethra.
“Aaah. That’s nice. Do it again,” James said, grinning at her as he reached up and fondled her tits.
Jill flexed her muscles again and felt him twitch inside her. She smiled inwardly and started to move her hips back and forth slowly, her cunt massaging the huge cock inside her.
Harry watched the couple on the bed as they became immersed in their sexual act, the outside world receding from their senses. He loved Jill totally and, knowing how important sexual fulfilment was to her, had long ago realised that he was unable to provide that for her. She needed another kind of man for that purpose.
They had talked about it and decided to try living a cuckold lifestyle. After a few months of experimenting, they realised it provided what they needed. Harry had initially felt jealous and inferior but, at the same time, incredibly aroused when watching Jill with another man. The lust that he felt quickly overcame his feelings of inadequacy and led to enjoyment and orgasm. He soon realised that this was his sexuality, had accepted and adapted to it, and then took pleasure in living it.
And so it was with mounting excitement that he watched James and his pregnant wife fucking on the marital bed. He could see the youngster’s large, hairy balls resting on the sheet, thinking how sexy they looked, as his wife rode the boy’s huge cock. His own cock was stiff and hard inside his pants and he rubbed his hand over his fly to try and relieve its growing itch.
James’s excitement was also rapidly rising. Jill had exceptionally good control over her pelvic muscles, using them to make her vaginal walls ripple and massage any cock encased in their velvety clasp.
James’s thick member was subjected to continuous and tantalising stimulation, rubbed and tickled until it seemed to be on fire. Precum was flowing out of his slit and making her vagina slippery. Fluids were oozing out of her vaginal entrance, wetting his pubic hair and dribbling down his scrotum to wet the bed.
“Fuck me, Jill,” he gasped, between breaths, “your cunt feels incredible tonight.”
“It’s yours, lover boy. Enjoy it.”
She flexed her muscles several times with short intervals in between. James drew in his breath sharply as he felt his balls rise off the bed. He shut his eyes and held his breath as he concentrated on the intense itch around his cockhead and frenulum, when the outside world seemed to fade. His mind went blank as his muscles tensed and a huge wad of semen surged up his urethra and sprayed out of his slit and jetted into Jill’s vagina.
“Ah,” he murmured softly as he ejaculated, then took another breath and tensed as he sprayed another huge rope of cum deep inside cunt, followed by a third, after which the intensity subsided. His cock jerked another few times, then stopped moving, cum dribbling out of the end.
Jill held still as she felt his first blast of cum hit the end of her vagina, her mind picturing the huge cock inside her as it sprayed his life-giving essence into her body. She felt a warm glow of satisfaction spread through her abdomen, a feeling of emotional well-being, as the father of the child growing in her womb, filled her with his DNA.
They both remained motionless for several minutes, James’s cock deeply embedded in her cunt, as they basked in the afterglow of their coupling, and then Jill slowly lifted herself off his cock. It emerged from her cunt, covered in white blobs, and plopped down onto his abdomen, still quite erect, as a flood of semen flowed out of her gaping hole and onto his cock and pubic hair.
She lifted her left leg and lay on her side next to him, her leg still draped over his body. Slimy fluids continued to run out of her cunt, wetting her right thigh and dribbling onto the sheet. She rubbed his chest gently, her fingers feeling his nipples as she played with his chest hair.
“Will you stay here tonight?”
“I’d love to, but I can’t. My uni schedule tomorrow is really full.”
“Please stay for a while.”
“Of course I will.”
He put an arm around her and pulled her closer. She snuggled in, her head on his shoulder, and closed her eyes. After a few minutes, they both fell asleep.
Harry looked at them as they slept. He had enjoyed watching them fuck, finding it extremely erotic. He loved watching his wife lose herself in her sexual pleasure, and he enjoyed watching a virile young man provide that pleasure. He decided to leave them alone. He would come and wake them later.
After two hours or so, Harry returned to the bedroom to find them still sleeping. He approached the bed and shook James’s shoulder, waking him up.
“It’s getting on for midnight,” he said, “would you like me to take you back to your place or are you staying the night?”
“Oh, shit, Harry, thanks for waking me. No, I need to get back.”
James got out of the bed carefully, trying not to wake Jill. As he got dressed, however, she woke up.
“Are you going?”
“Yes, it’s nearly midnight.”
Jill got out of the bed and put on a gown. Once James was dressed, the three of them went to the front door. James pulled Jill towards him and gave her a deep kiss.
“That was a lovely evening,” he said. “Great news and a great celebration.”
“Don’t stay away so long next time,” Jill said.
“I won’t,” he replied, squeezing her butt.
He turned away and he and Harry went to the car. Harry opened the car door for him and waited until he was seated before closing it again, then went round to the other side and got in. He started the engine and they drove off.
When they arrived at James’s lodgings, Harry parked the car then got out and let James out.
“Come in for a few minutes,” James said.
Once inside, James sat on the bed and Harry on the chair.
“Are you pleased that Jill’s pregnant?” James asked.
“Yes, I am.”
“Good, because you need to look after her, Harry.”
“I know that, James. Of course I’m going to look after her.”
“Did you enjoy watching us fuck?”
“You know I did.”
“She’s incredibly good at it. Her cunt feels fantastic and she knows how to use it. Did you hear her say that it belonged to me?”
“Yes.”
Harry winced. He had heard it and, even though he had known it in his heart, hearing the words had hurt.
“Good. That means the only cock that goes into it is mine. Yours doesn’t. Do you understand?” James said harshly, his eyes boring into Harry’s.
“Yes,” Harry replied and looked away.
“Good. I’m glad that’s clear.”
Harry stood up and turned to go. He understood his role as the cuck father. He’d been there before with the two older children.
“Good night, James,” he said and let himself out.
James lay back on the bed and smiled. It had been a good evening. Jill was infatuated with him and pregnant with his child. He had taken over her husband’s sexual role, displacing him and putting the two of them under his control. He felt incredibly powerful and it excited him.
