“Oh daddy! Oh daddy! Ooooh DADDY!” Jessica screamed as I pounded her tight body from behind as hard as I could.

I felt a bead of sweat dropping down my back as the late afternoon sun dashed through the partings in the hotel curtains. She pushed back into me as my fingers dug into her hips, driving harder.

Below her, her husband, Fraser groaned into the makeshift gag of her saturated lace g-string. His hands were bound to either corner of the bed, his cock straining a painful purple in his chastity cage watching as I dealt to his wife.

With two kid’s below 4 and living in different cities, it had been hard to make times to meet, but that’s made it special.

I felt her body tense, pause and then clench, her pussy contracting as she began the fourth orgasm of the afternoon. She cried out as she suffered, her entire body exploding into waves and waves of climactic pleasure before collapsing forward into a heap on her husband.

I watched as she shook and panted, eyes rolling as she slowly regained her consciousness. I took a deep swig of ice cold water from a glass, pouring both her and I another one.

“Holy fuck I love your cock!” She giggled.

“What about my mouth?” I pouted playfully.

She kissed my lips, placing the drained glass beside mine in the nightstand.

“And your fingers..” she said, sucking on two on my right hand before rolling to her back, sliding between my legs as I still stood.

“And your balls…”

Her mouth felt insane at that angle, gently licking, sucking. They hung low into her mouth, swollen with not only the past few hours worth of pleasure, but also the weeks anticipation in build up.

My cock twitched, and I wanted nothing more than to rip the condom off and blow my load over her tight, gym earned figure. Her mouth paused for a moment and I felt her hesitant before she spoke, softer and more thoughtful this time.

Since Fraser had been “neutered” as she called it, and had a vasectomy, she had come off birth control, meaning our rendezvous had to come with an additional layer between us, just to be safe.

“That reminds me…” she said, shooting a smile at her husband. “Fraser has something he would REALLY like to ask…”

His eyes widened, and something told me he wasn’t as keen to discuss what was coming next as she had said. Regardless, I reached out and pulled her panties from his mouth as his wife continued to worship my testicles.

He looked nervous, avoiding eye contact. Not in the usual way, in his beta way but in a way that showed his nerves, his genuine discomfort.

“Well?” I pressed, impatient. He took a deep breath.

“For a while now, and you know this, I’ve had a fantasy… about eating her creampies…” he said nervously. “But with her not being on birth control, that can’t happen…”

“And with you being neutered, the risk of me getting pregnant from another man was always off the table” piped up Jessica from below, speaking one more sentence before she went back to work. “Well at least until Fraser told me something…”

“I’d always only wanted two kids…” he began. “Jessica wanted more, but we had agreed to just have two. But I let slip to her how much I enjoyed her pregnant body. She was always horny and would make me give her oral 4 or 5 times a day…”

He sighed a little before continuing, her mouth still enthusiastic on my swollen globes.

“And though all this, since we have met and you have cucked me, I’ve…. I’ve always thought…  the ultimate humiliation….the ultimate fantasy for me…” he stammered, struggling to say it, as if admitting it would make it real.

“….Would be having you impregnate my wife..”

Tension filled the room. Although she continued about her task, I could feel Jessicas energy fixed to me and awaiting feedback. I glanced down, one look at his angry, caged and leaking cock and I couldn’t tell it was the truth, this is something he wanted.

“Really?” I said softly, surprising even myself that I hadn’t jumped up and run from the room. My hand reached down to Jessica, finding her as wet as I’d ever seen her.

“Really!” She confirmed between licks.

“We would have no expectations from you…” continued Fraser. “I would go down on the birth certificate, so no child support or relationship would be required but we could facilitate that privately if you wished. Or not. The idea of raising your child in secret is also…. Thrilling and humbling. We look close enough it could pass to anyone from the outside”

He was looking for confirmation, swallowing deeply.

“Perks of being a lawyer, I’ve drawn up an agreement with various options” he said, I could tell from the way he was twisting uncomfortably is tiny cock was aching in its strained cage. “Is this something you are open to? I knew that all sounds super presumptuous but it’s just something I did more to mentally prepare myself”

“When were you thinking of starting…?” I asked, almost surprised to hear my own voice saying it.

She smiled, her head twisting out and looking up at me from beneath my cock. Her left hand moved to my shaft, gently stroking it and I shuddered at how it looked with her wedding ring wrapped around me.

“Well…” she began slowly, gripping the base of the condom and trying to roll it up me. “I’m actually ovulating now so…”

“Really?!!??” Fraser and I both exclaimed at the same time.

“Really!” She said with a giggle, sliding the sheath off my now throbbing penis.

I watched, almost hypnotised. An almost out of body experience, like watching a movie. as she spun around and spread out before me. She reached up, gripping the base of my shaft and gently guided me towards her wide fertile pussy.

It felt dreamy as she pressed her heels into the bed and arched her pussy up to meet me. I started breathing again as she smeared the tip of my cock back and forth over her moist slit, before gently sliding me inside her.

Our eyes met as we both let out primal groans, allowing myself to fall forward into her arms as I slid deep with her. Or lips met as she shared an intimate, passionate kiss, my pelvis driving into her clit eventually forcing her to break the kiss with a gasp.

“Oh daddy!!!” She cried out again, this time it cut different. It was strange.

Intimate.

Right.

The one thing I could never fault them on was their parenting. They always put their kids first.

And I knew they would take care of any child, if that’s what happened.

Our eyes met, locked together and I felt like I was truely looking into her soul. Like it was begging me.

“Please…” she whispered.

I glanced over at him, his eyes glued to us. His bonds held tight not to stop him from getting to us, but to hold him back from getting as close as he wanted.

Fraser nodded, swallowing deeply. He had already thought it though, thoroughly.  By the time I turned back to her, I knew she was about to climax.

“Oh daddy” she cried out desperately. “Oh fuck daddy!”

My strokes were slow, yet deep and passionate. Her heels dug into my legs and locked me deeply, her hands wrapped around my back with nails like talons urging me deeper.

She used all this leverage beneath me do drive upwards, her clit grinding into my pubic bone as she cried out in ecstasy, coming hard beneath me as she held me close.

Her orgasm was long and powerful, deep rooted shudders exploding from her body until was a puddle beneath me, a quivering mess. I knew I could have pulled out if I wanted, but as her climax subsided she whispered in my ear.

“Ohhhh daddy”

It was pure, primal, instinctual. There was no showmanship or ceremony.

I grunted.

“Ohhhhh yeah”

Her eyes widened. I felt the tightening in my balls. My fingers gripped the sheets.

My cock swelled, those moments just before you climax flashing through your head like a sci-fi movie where the spaceship jumps to hyper-speed and the stars fly by with white flashes of light.

“Yes daddy” she cried out. “Fill me!”

We held each other, like our bodies became the centre of the world and the rest of the universe spun around us. My cock pulsated within her, spewing the first blast of love juice deep within her fertile womb.

This only set her off once more, her body exploding with pleasure as our bodies intertwined with the deep passion of creating new life. Our orgasms seemed to transcend time and space, until we finally collapsed together, hearts beating in synchronised, powerful rhythms.

“Holy shit” she gasped, gently stroking my face, her legs still locked around me. “Thank you. Just stay as deep as you can for as long as you can. It will help”

“Mmmm” I groaned, kissing her. I looked over to Fraser. “I bet you are sad, not being able to clean her up…”

“Sad, yet so excited! My heart is pumping!” He replied. I could tell his bondage was uncomfortable, but not as uncomfortable as knowing what might be happening at this very moment deep inside his wife.

“So I know it’s kinda late… but I have a few terms I’d like to negotiate…” I said. “Well three really…”

“Of course, anything!” They both said in unison.

“Well, I think we have three goes at this. So if you don’t get pregnant this time, we try twice more, each time you ovulate…”

“Oooh I like that idea” Fraser cooed. “I could plan it for you both. Book a nice romantic getaway where you can spend a couple of days just trying to… breed”

Even though I was beginning to soften, I felt her insides grip at me at the word.

“I kinda hope that didn’t work” she grinned. “Just because that sounds so… fantastic… and I want and excuse to spend days in bed with you… what else?”

“If it’s a boy, its middle name is mine” I said, with authority.

Her head spun to face Fraser with the devil in her eyes.

“We had already discussed this” he said, slowly. “But had agreed that we would name his first name after you.”

This made me smile, proud.

“And finally?” She asked with a smirk.

“You have always said, you have never been so horny as when you had been pregnant, especially during second and third trimesters” I said. “So during second trimester I think it should be a priority that you visit me more often, alone. I was thinking every third week?”

“Second” she snapped. “At bare minimum”

“Fortnightly it is” Fraser confirmed with a nod and a grin.

“But when it’s the final trimester I will come to you” I said. “Got to keep you and the little one safe”

Jessica nodded, turning to Fraser with a smile.

“Why don’t you go order us some room service or something?” She said, reaching out to unclip one of his hands, more of an instruction than a request. He looked confused.

“I… I thought we were all going out for dinner?”

“Yeah we were…” she smirked. “But daddy is hard again, and I plan on milking him for every last drop…”