Disclaimer:



This story deals with Cuckolding and impregnation. Please do not continue if any of these subjects offend you. This is a work of fiction, meant to be enjoyed. Please click back if this does not suit your style.



In a fantasy, there are no STD's, and pregnancies become nothing once you stop reading. Sorry it is so long. I get carried away with the details.



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The evening started out like every other night since my husband had returned from being stationed in California. He was in the Navy and was on leave for 2 months while his ship was in dry dock. He had been gone 6 months while I was left back home in South Carolina to tend to the family matters.



Originally I had planned on moving to California with him, but his mother became ill with a terminal disease and someone had to stay back and help her. She was deteriorating slowly, but she could no longer drive. Her sight was diminishing and it was difficult for her to walk. She still had her wits about her and her evil tongue, but someone had to help her. The rest of the family had moved away long ago. I kept telling myself it wouldn't be for long, but with my luck, she would outlive me.



The day I got the news that my husband was coming home, I was so excited. I called all of our friends and invited them over for a Welcome Home party. It was a great party. Everyone was so happy to see John come home. The party lasted into the wee hours of the morning, but I made sure my husband was lucid enough for me to ravage his body. I wasn't taking no for an answer that night. It had been so long since I had held him close and felt him inside of me. The day I found out he was returning, I stopped taking the pill.



I was able to get him to perform that night, but without a lack of trying I couldn't get him to cum. I rode him for all I was worth. I even dressed sexy under my clothes. Bustier, thigh highs, tiny thong panties. I caught every guy there sneaking peaks when their wives weren't looking. When I finally got him alone, I stripped him naked and laid him on the bed. I then slipped out of my tight dress.



His eyes almost popped out of his head. He was rock hard and I was soaking wet. I first went down on him and started sucking him off nice and gently. As I felt myself getting more turned on, I started sucking on him more vigorously. I cradled his balls in my hand and gently squeezed them, trying to milk them out of his balls and into my mouth.



I must have sucked his cock for 20 minutes. It used to only take a minute and I'd be gulping down his cum and sliding up his body, impaling myself on his massive rod. My jaw was starting to hurt, so I looked up into his eyes and slid my mouth off his cock.



I kept stroking him as I slid my body up his. I had left the lingerie on for his pleasure, but it felt wonderful to me as I felt his skin rubbing against it. I was already close to cumming, so all my senses were heightened.



I kissed his lips as I let go of his cock and felt it jump up between my legs and gently bush against my soaking wet lips. I felt his arms wrap around my waist and try to push me back and against his cock. I pushed forward against him, making sure he knew I was in control. I don't think he had ever seen me be as aggressive as I was, and I was hoping it was turning him on.



He smiled at me and just gently caressed my wide hips as I started teasing his cock with my pussy lips. It felt so good feeling his cock slide up and down my pussy, teasing my clit, then gently stretching my pussy open. I would stop just as felt the tip of his cock start to penetrate me, then slide it back down to my clit.



I kept doing that until I was almost ready to cum. Just as the feeling started welling up in my toes, I slid back down the length of his cock, this time, when the tip pressed against my opening, I pushed down as hard as I could. I felt the tip of his cock penetrate me and slide completely inside of me. As I bottomed out, I felt his cock press against my cervix. My toes curled up, my eyes rolled into the back of my head, and I let out the loudest moan I could. I felt my body shaking uncontrollably, squeezing his cock inside of me with my muscles. I wanted to feel his cock pulse inside of me soo bad. I slumped down against his naked body as my arms gave way. I was still shaking when I felt him caress my back and kiss my neck.



"Damn baby, that was probably the most violent orgasm I have ever seen you have!"



"It was. I came so hard. Did you cum?"



"Not yet, but I'm so close. Do you want me to tell you before I do?" He asked.



"No baby, I just want you to cum. You can cum anywhere you want to. Where do you want to cum?" I asked.



I started sliding up and down his body, flexing my inner muscles as tight as I could as I would slide back hard onto his cock. I was already tight, but I wanted him to feel it every time I slid down the shaft of his cock. I must had ridden him for hours. I came so many times I lost count, but after an hour, my legs were sore, and so was my pussy. I finally slumped down in the bed next to him.



"What's wrong?" I mustered up the courage to ask.



"Nothing, I just think I may have drank too much!" He replied. "Tomorrow I won't drink as much, I promise."



"Good, cause I want to make you cum baby." I said as I curled up next to him. I was so tired, I couldn't even bring myself to get out of my lingerie. I rested my head on his hard chest and closed my eyes. "Sweet Dreams. I love you."



"I love you too baby."



With that, we both crashed hard.



When I awoke the next morning, I changed out of my lingerie into a sexy short nightie and matching thong. I went into the family room and started cleaning up. The kitchen wasn't too bad as many of my friends had stayed and helped to clean up. I appreciated the help because I really wanted to get back to bed and wake up my visiting soldier for more fun.



Just as I finished cleaning up the entire house, the phone rang. I wanted to ignore it soo bad. I wanted to go back to bed, strip off my thong and wake my husband up, but I knew the phone would wake him up, so I picked it up.



"Hello, Kat? Is my son there? I need to go get groceries." I heard through the speaker.



"Yes, he's home, but he is sleeping. Didn't we just go buy you groceries yesterday?" I asked.



"I forgot a few things and need to go right away. Wake him up and tell him I need him to come over. Thank you. Bye."



I was already starting to see red. I wanted him to finish what he started last night. As I hung up the phone, I felt arms wrap around me and a hard cock press up against my ass. I arched my back and turned my head. I closed my eyes and felt his lips touch mine. His hands were on my hips and he was pulling the nightie up, over my hips and above my ass. I arched my back even more to hold it in place as I felt his cock slide between my legs.



"Who was that?" He asked.



"Your mom. She needs to go to the store."



"Can it wait?" He asked.



"I hope so!"



I spread my legs and pulled my panties to the side. I grabbed the head of his cock and placed it at the entrance. I felt him push forward and part my lips, then slide all the way home, up to my cervix. I grunted as he bottomed out. I bent over the sink and arched my back, standing on my tiptoes as he grabbed my hips and started slamming deep inside of me.



"Last night was fantastic!" I heard him say.



"Yes it was. I loved it."



"All eyes were on you, huh?" He asked.



"I wouldn't know, I could only see you!" I said as I grunted hard.



"I think Joe caught a few glimpses up your dress baby!" I heard him say as he started to slam my pussy even harder.



"Did he? I was getting a little tipsy. Do you think he saw anything?" I asked.



"I do baby. He told my he saw your tiny red panties barely covering your pussy!"



"I'm so embarrassed. Those were meant for your eyes only."



I heard him grunting and I could sense he was getting closer.



"I thought it was pretty hot myself. He said I was so lucky to have you and that you wearing that really turned him on. I bet he went home and beat off to thinking about you in them." He said as he grunted even harder. I felt his legs starting to get shaky. He grabbed my hips even harder.



"Ffffuuuucccckkk, don't stop! That feels amazing. Are you gonna cum for me?" I asked. "I doubt it turned him on," I said half in a daze.



"Oh, it did. He told me how lucky I was to have you and that if he was me, he would be fucking you every second he could. He would be cumming inside of you and knocking you up as often as he could."



"That sounds hot baby, are you going to? Are you going to cum and knock up your pretty wife?" I asked in my sexiest voice.



"Oh yeah baby, I'm right there."



I arched my back even higher, reached my hands between my legs and grabbed his balls with my free hand and started milking them. I could feel how heavy they were and knew they needed some relief. I wanted that relief to be me, and I wanted it to be deep inside me.



I felt his balls tense up and him speed up. I turned my head and looked at him.



"That's it baby, cum for me. Cum inside of me. I need to feel it. Knock me up, like Joe would be doing." I said.



I saw his face contort. I felt his balls tenses even more. I knew he was right there. I needed to make him cum.



"Oh my gawd" he said. "That would be so naughty baby. Letting old Joe fuck you and knock you up. He said him and Janet haven't had sex in over a year. He would have a huge load for you!"



Just as these words escaped his lips, I felt him slam his hard cock deep inside of me. I felt the tip press against my cervix and felt his cock expand deep inside of me. I felt his balls tense and relax in my hand and I imagined his cock head opening up and a flood of semen pulsing out of it. I felt my toes curl up and a wave hit me in my abdomen as I started cumming all over his hard cock. I closed my eyes as I felt wave after wave wash over my body. All of a sudden old Joe's face popped into my head.



Old Joe wasn't really that old. Maybe 15 years older than us, and he was ruggedly handsom. He owned a farm just a few miles away. He and my husband's father were good friends. When my husband's father passed away, he looked after John and helped him grow up. He was more like a father figure than a friend.



I had known Old Joe growing up. I even attended the wedding when he and Janet got married 10 years ago. I wonder what was going on that they hadn't had sex in that long.



I felt myself pressing back harder against my husband as I envisioned Old Joe standing behind me. I let go of my husband's balls and started rubbing my clit as I pictured Old Joe's cock buried deep inside of me.



"Mmmmm, I'm gonna cum again!" I whispered into the air.



I felt my husband's hands grasp my hips and pull me hard against him. I felt his cock starting to shirnk, but I was on a mission. Just before I came, I felt his cock slide out and the phone ring.



"Damn. I was soo close!" I said as I opened my eyes. My husband was just pulling away as I said this.



"Did you like that?" He asked.



"That was amazing. I was so turned on I almost came again!" I said.



"Good, I'm glad. Let's go get showered and take care of my mom. We can have more fun when we get home." He said.



He grabbed my hand and led me to the shower. I heard the phone ring 5 times before we stepped out of the shower. It felt so good to have my husband back.



The day dragged on and on. First we had to go to 5 different stores looking for what his mom wanted. When we got back to the house and she was putting it away, I looked over her shoulder and saw that she had a full bottle in the pantry. It took almost the entire afternoon to find that crap and she had some right there.



Then came the guilt about not spending time with her. I was ready to storm out. My husband grabbed my arm and asked me to calm down, that we would be back home soon. I know, I agreed.



When I finally found myself in the car, I was much better. We spent over an hour at his moms just chatting about this and that. I was ready to pop a gasket. As we headed home, my husband's phone buzzed. I saw him send something back. I looked over at him.



"Who was that?" I asked.



"Old Joe." He said. "He said he just got kicked out of the house."



"What, Seriously? Why?"



"Said he was caught by her friends looking up your dress..."



"No shit? What in the world is wrong with her?" I said, but I felt my panties dampen as I thought about it.



I looked over at my husband and noticed his cock was stretching his jeans and starting to make a tent in them. I reached over and placed my hand on his upper thigh. As he drove us home we made small talk. I asked him questions about this and that as I ran my hand higher up his leg until I was pressing my thumb and forefinger together over the bulge in his jeans.



I heard him start panting as I started stroking harder and harder. I heard his phone buzz again.



"Who's that now?" I said.



"Old Joe. Said he is gonna go down to the motel and get a room. Asked if I could drive him since his wife took the keys to the truck."



"All this over seeing my little panties", I said as I stroked the growing erection in my husband's jeans.



As the words left my mouth, I felt my husband's cock stiffen up completely.



"Imagine what would have happened if I hadn't been wearing any at all..." I said.



"Oh, she would have killed him!" My husband chimed in. I felt his cock twitch in his pants as he said this.



"We have to give him a ride at least." My husband said.



"Hell, just let him stay in the guest bedroom for now. You are home so it doesn't matter." I said. "We are practically family."



"I wanted to offer, but didn't know how you would react." My husband said.



"How would I react?" I asked.



"I don't know. I just got home and I know you want to spend time with me."



"I will still get to spend time with you. Just don't drink till you pass out every night is all I ask."



"I won't dear. Thank you." He said.



I continued to play with his hard cock through his jeans as we drove to Old Joe's farm. It was a short drive or I would have pulled his cock out and sucked it right there in the car. As we pulled up, Old Joe was sitting on the curb waiting for us.



I had to slide over in the bench seat because we had an old truck and there was no back seat. As I did, my dress rode high up my legs showing lots of thigh. It was barely covering my panties. I went to straighten it and my husband stopped me.



The door opened up and Old Joe hopped after throwing his garbage bag into the back of the truck.



"Thanks for the lift," He said as he hopped in.



"No problem. Everything alright," I said.



"Yeah, nothing to worry about. She will be fine in a couple days." Old Joe said.



"Well, you won't have to stay in that old run down motel, you can crash in our spare room." My husband offered.



"No, I can't put you out. I'll be fine. It will only be for a couple days." Old Joe responded.



"We Insist," I chimed in.



"Well, in that case, Home James." Old Joe said.



It was a quick drive to the house, and once we got there I showed Joe to the room we had and helped him make the bed. More than once I caught him looking down the top of my dress, and somehow he always found a way to be behind me when I was bending over to tuck the sheets in. "Sneaky bastard" I thought.



That night I made a great dinner and we drank and talked for hours the three of us. When it was time for bed, I tried to get my husband to join me, but he wasn't having any of it.



"Just one more." He said.



"That's fine, you know where to find me."



I went up and changed into a soft, silk nightie and matching thong panties. I could hear them talking as I fell asleep.



A couple hours later I was startled awake. I reached over to his side of the bed and didn't feel my husband. It was a nice night so I didn't even think of covering myself up. I walked outside and there was Old Joe and my husband passed out on the chairs.



I decided to wake my husband up first. It wasn't that hard, but getting him to stand up was like trying to move a dead baby elephant. I'm not small and weak, and usually I can handle it, but he wasn't helping at all. The whole time he kept trying to lift my nightie. He kept calling over to Joe to look at what I was wearing under my nightie. I was getting pissed. Finally, I got him off the porch and into bed. I left him fully dressed and headed back to help Joe.



Old Joe was groggy, and as I helped him stand up, a fresh breeze rolled in and I felt the bottom of my nighty fly up in the wind. Joe wrapped his arm around me, pinning the nighty up and exposing my thong covered ass. I don't think he knew, but I couldn't tell. He just kept thanking me for being such a good friend and such a good wife to John.



As I helped him to the bed, I saw his eyes instinctively go down and to the bottom of my nighty.



"Mmmmm, very sexy." He said.



He started fumbling with his shoes, so I sat down and helped him get them off. I also helped him take off his shirt. When he started unbuttoning his pants, I said, "Hold on, let me get out of here."



"Oh, Sorry. Can I at least get a hug?"



"Of course you can." I said. I bent over, feeling the nighty ride up. I felt Joe press his cheek to mine, then run his hands down my nighty. It stopped just above my thong line. I felt him breathe deeply, then let go.



"You smell wonderful!" He said.



I started feeling a tingling between my legs. I could almost feel the juices running into my panties. "I better get ahold of this, I thought."



"Good night I said as I turned around. I felt the nighty swoosh away from my ass, and I'm sure I flashed him a little bare cheek.



"Mmmm, Goodnight," I heard him slur.



Just as I reached over to turn out the lights, I looked back. He had his pants open and was just pulling them down. I paused for just a second until I saw the head of his cock poke out. It looked pretty big, and I could tell he was getting hard.



"What am I doing?" I thought as I turned off the lights and closed the door.



I crawled into bed, turned out the lights and drifted off to dream world.



When I awoke the next morning, I had a smile on my face. I turned to see my husband still laying there in our bed, but he was completely naked and was drooling. It was kinda comical. I reached over and grabbed his hard cock and started stroking it. He was making humping motions with his pelvis and was moaning.



I could feel him getting close, so I let go of him and crawled out of bed. "Serves him right, I thought."



When he awoke, he found me in the kitchen, drinking my coffee and talking to Old Joe. I had put on a thin robe that was just barely longer than the nighty I was wearing. I looked down and could see almost my entire thigh.



Joe excused himself as my husband sat down. "I'm soo sorry about last night. You know I don't stop once I get started."



"I know, It's ok. Hope you slept well." I said as I got up, walked over to the sink and grabbed his coffee and aspirin.



"Thank you baby. I'll make it up to you tonight!" He said.



"You better," I said as I kissed him, then walked away. The bottom of my robe and nighty flying away showing my ass off to my husband. Old Joe was in the family room as I walked by. I heard a low moan as I turned down the hallway towards the bedroom.



That day went off just like the rest. Running around taking care of mom. When we got back, Old Joe had a new case of beer and pizza waiting. I knew immediately I was going to wind up in the same situation as the night before.



I sat down, opened my beer and grabbed a slice of Pizza. The night progressed and I watched old Joe and my husband continue to drink until they were hammered again. I decided I should go to bed and urged my husband to come with, knowing full well he wouldn't.

