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The older man stroked and pet her hair so tenderly, so fatherly, moaning softly as she supped upon his still hard cock. The prominent shape of his shaft so full inside her lips, against her tongue, and he savoured that moment.

While behind her, the young and energetic Mark began to pump his hips excitedly. For a moment it seemed like it’d end all too soon, the young man came almost immediately, blowing his load inside of her in thick, hard spurts. But though he stilled for but a moment, panting over her, he started going again, thrusting into her, making her ass cheeks jiggle with his energetic motions.

He was determined to add more than one load to her fertile little womb.

And she was thankful for that! She didn’t want it to end, not yet, not when she was enjoying herself so much.

Each slap of his balls against her throbbing clit sent a shiver through her and she gasped against Martin’s cock. It wasn’t so much about giving him pleasure, as she cleaned his head so eagerly. It was more about just savouring the feel of his body against hers.

For Martin too, the way he brushed his hand over her cheek, neatly combed his fingers through her hair, it was all so tender and caring. Even if she was suckling upon his dick the whole while he held her face.

From behind, Mark thrust wildly and enthusiastically, the soft, wet noises of their fucking filling the air as he made her part her legs further to take him. He was ravenous for her, and she could tell the young man was having his first time, even if Martin hadn’t let her know already. He was hungry for her, his dick swelling inside her folds, straining against the tight embrace of that quim.

He was so much less precise than Martin, yet at the same time, his absolute lust and enthusiasm was beyond compare. Something about the fact that he was simply letting loose, letting her feel him at such an intimate moment, made the time more special for her as well, and her pussy tightened around him.

She hummed against Martin’s dick before letting it go, instead pampering it in kittenish licks.

After longing for it all day, the moment of the two men taking her, sharing her, adding their seed to her womb, was all the sweeter. She’d been anticipating it so dearly, and they made it worth the wait.

Mark’s enthusiastic humping wavered just a little as she squeezed him within her, making him moan and buckle over her. The lean young man, trembling from the intense pleasure as she brought him close to a second orgasm.

“Quite a special girl, our Lisa,” Martin said affectionately. “Give her that next load she so desires,” he instructed the young man, and she could feel Mark tense and get so close.

They worked so well together. It wasn’t the same as Terry and Ben, but it had its own appeal, the elder teaching the student to fuck her just right.

She moaned and squeezed Mark tighter, her body begging for him to breed her, to deposit his load in her. The prospect just kept becoming more and more enticing to her, body wriggling so eagerly as her legs were spread. Her skin still prickled, nerves still twitching from her orgasms, and every thrust teased her more as she took Martin back into her mouth.

Her motions doomed the young man to another intense orgasm then and there, he quaked and upon the tip of each thrust, his dick shot a new stream of virile seed into her, coating her womb in his second — and her third — load that night. He shook and sank his fingers into her, clinging to her so tightly as his balls produced that stream of jism into her.

All while Martin slowly slipped his dick from betwixt her lips to let her moans out freely.

And oh, cry out she did, with those warbling coos. She moaned so lewdly, biting down on her lower lip to silence herself for only a moment before she had to gasp for breath.

“Oh God,” she whimpered, looking up at Martin as he stroked her so tenderly, her dark eyes filled with lust as she succumbed to another quivered aftershock.

As Mark panted and moaned behind her in the final moments of his climax, Martin smiled and ran his thumb up along her lower lip.

“How about the bed now, hmm?” Martin asked, a wry tilt to his smile.

His Fertile Present

Book Themes:

F/M/F Threesome, Breeding, Polyamory, Multiple Partners, Menage, and Creampie

Word Count:

6,245

It was something he’d always wanted, but honestly, I’d always been a little worried about trying it. There’s something about inviting my best friend to join me in the bedroom with my fiancé that made me feel a little jealous... and a lot turned on. Not that I would tell him that. If he knew that I so often touched myself to the thought of him fucking my best friend, raw?

There’s no going back from that.

But after last Valentine’s Day, when he proposed to me, I knew I had to top him somehow. I was talking about it with Stacey one day at lunch, and I can’t even remember how it came up. I blame the mimosas.

I kept watching her lick her full, pretty lips. I was entranced by the way she brushed some of her hair off her cheeks, and her tight little dress looked really great on her. Maybe I brushed against her naked leg a little too often, or maybe it was just the way I kept moving closer to her.

Stacey was single, and gorgeous. She had blonde hair that always fell perfectly around her face and expressive blue eyes. She was stunning, but she was having a hard time finding someone she connected with.