Loading...Chapter 1: Decisions
After Tia and Tim Sloan had gotten little Rik to bed they sat down and began to discuss the recent events of the day. They had casually run into Greg and Gwn Strong at the mall and invited them over this weekend for dinner.
Greg was special to Tia and Tim as he was the biological father of little Rik .
The evening’s conversation centered on Tia and Tim’s plan to have another child. Both agreed that they wanted the same biological father for their second child.
They were very happy with their first son as he had been the product of an extremely successful breeding program developed by the New Life Center. It had been particularly satisfying to Tia who was a leading research fellow at the New Life Center. She was considered one of their most modern thinkers in the area of human reproduction.
However the chance meeting they had with Greg and Gwn influenced a different twist on her quest for a second child. Tia wasn’t sure she wanted to participate within the clinical structure of the Life Center if they could agree to a more natural setting.
Tia and Tim recently sensed some repetitive routine creep into their sex lives. Tia had always kept Greg in her catalog of fantasies. She had always been very open and honest with her husband. They had several conversations about including another couple in their sex lives.
Tia began, “Tim, can you accept Greg as the surrogate donor of another child.”
“That’s not a difficult question to answer, of course I can,” said Tim. “There’s no jealousy on my part and I think our son needs a little sister. I think it would be best if both were from the same biological father. I like Greg and in a strange way feel very comfortable around him.
You know I’m just as enthusiastic about your work as you. The Semen Experiment was very rewarding for me and I’ve got you to thank for including me in one of your programs.”
Gwn though for a few moments and asked, “How would you feel if we approached the subject of exchanging partners for the sake of pleasure and procreation with Greg and Gwn. Our love is more solid now than ever. We are even more mature today than we were before little Rik was born. I think I’m ready to get pregnant again. But at the same time I am interested a different partner from time to time just to put a little more excitement back into our sex lives. I hope that doesn’t offend you.”
“Oh, not at all,” was Tim’s reply.“ I feel the same way. We’ve discussed this before. I got to know Greg quite well during your impregnation. With little Rik, there is a kinship there that bonds us all together. I guess the question is… how would Greg’s wife feel about this?”
Tia began, ”I know Greg mentioned that he and Gwn had an open sex relationship with another couple. I’m not sure what their reaction might be as a couple. There’s only one way to find out.”
Chapter 2: Dinner Discussion
Tia and Tim anxiously awaited Greg and Gwn’s arrival. They were having prime rib catered in for the evening. The candlelit table provided a warm comfortable atmosphere and the wine provide the relaxation needed for the evening discussion.
Greg got to meet little Rik just before the baby sitter picked him up. Later, small talk consumed most of the discussion during dinner. After dinner, Tia and Gwn gathered up the dishes and put them in the dishwasher then drifted back to the family room where they joined Tim and Greg. Each of the girls brought their husband a glass of wine.
Tia expressed her joy at seeing Greg and Gwn at the mall. Tia began, “As I mentioned over the phone, we have invited you over to see if you Greg might be interested in helping us conceive a new baby. Greg, I hope you have discussed this with Gwn.”
“Oh yes!” was Gwn’s answer. “I’m excited for both of you. Greg kept me well informed when he was involved in your original impregnation. I was almost excited as he.”
A smile radiated across Greg’s face. He then turned and looked sheepishly at Gwn and said, “Gwn supports my participation completely. She comes from a family who was very liberal in regards to their sex life. Her parents led an open marriage and showed us how to live the same lifestyle in a very mature and class fashion.
Tia responded, “I remembered Greg mentioning that.”
“Well, that was true until about six months ago, said Gwn. “Our special couple was relocated as a result of career move. The increase in money was too great for them to turn down.”
Gwn continued, “We have been picky in selecting another couple. We have not found anyone that both of us feel compatible with. We are not interested in another couple for one night stands or just to satisfy some horny urge. We look at such a relationship as one special and one that forms a special bond with another couple. Our parents taught us that we all need someone other than ourselves to call on from time to time. From our perspective, we feel that taking that to sexual intimacy is natural. We gain a sense of trust from them. We can depend on them for support during times of emergency.”
Nodding in agreement Tim responded, “I’ve had some of the same thoughts. But I’ve never had anyone put it into such clear focus as you have Gwn. Tia and I are interested in a similar relationship. She completely understands the purpose sex plays in all our lives from a procreative standpoint. Clinically she participates in that process everyday. She can be very objective about taking another partner for procreation. She has taught me how to separate recreational sex from love.”
“I am also interested in the effect the heightened sex responses have on a person’s emotional stability.” answered Gwn. “I am convinced that different levels of sexual intimacy can be separated from the special pair bond a committed couple has achieved over time.”
Tia laughed and said, “I see Gwn’s experience in human psychology coming out. I think what she says makes a lot of sense.”
“The question arises, how do we carry our friendship to a higher level of intimacy,” asked Tim? “I don’t think that will be difficult with Tia and Greg. I know Tia wants Greg to be the father of our next child. Sexually, she enjoyed Greg immensely. Tia and I love little Rik mare than anyone can imagine. So it seems normal that Greg becomes surrogate father of our second child.
Turning to Gwn, Tim shyly said, “I don’t want to push myself on you Gwn, even though I find you very attractive.
Gwn responded through an amused smile, “We wouldn’t be here tonight if we weren’t interested in that possibility. I want to know you and Tia better. Tim, I find you very handsome and sincere. I especially like your understanding of Tia’s needs. I think that’s very sexy.
Gwn continued, “Maybe, you and I can meet at a restaurant for some conversation and just see where it goes from there. We can coordinate our meeting with Tia and Greg’s first meeting. We know where they will wind up,”
They all laughed at Gwn’s comment.
Tia changed the subject slightly when she asked Greg to describe the prior relationship
He and Gwn shared with someone else.
Greg replied, “We will not mention their names. Let’s just call them Mr. and Mrs. X. They were neighbors of ours. In fact the wife was employed in the Psychology Department at Great Lake University where Gwn was teaching. We got to know them quite well as we visited quite often. We enjoyed numerous intellectual conversations about all subjects relating to psychology. Obviously sex falls into that category. Gwn was able to bring her parents experience into our conversations and before we knew it we had become intimate. It brought us much closer together as two couples.”
Tia could hardly contain her curiosity. “How did you two become intimate?”
“I’ll let Gwn tell that story,” said Greg. “She’s a great storyteller.”
Gwn began, “It started with the normal flirtation and innuendo. Our discussions had pretty much removed most of our modesty. Flirtatious comments got bantered about freely. Suggestive conversations were enjoyed by all of us. I think we all knew where we were going with our friendship. After dinner one evening, Greg and Mrs. X made a convenient trip to the grocery. Quite frankly, Mrs. X and I had planned the errand. Anyway, while they were gone, her husband and I took a lot of touchy-feely liberties with each other. He loved to come up behind me and press his groin against my rear end. Naturally I would respond by spreading my legs a little.
As we became bolder with each other he would start caressing my breast, which I dearly love. I soon felt comfortable in grasping and stroking his penis outside his clothing. Needless to say we both got pretty hot. We began to kiss passionately, as he turned me in his arms and pressed me back against the counter. I opened my legs to give him better access into my midsection. His hardness was apparent from the beginning and he was doing a great job of turning me on.
After being gone for about an hour, Greg and Mrs. X returned from the grocery. Luckily, Greg and I had a good suspicion that tonight’s activities would lead to some serious sex play. Mrs. X and I had planned it that way. When Greg saw my tousled hair and passion filled face he suggested that he take Mrs. X home.
As the car left the driveway, Mr. X turned me back into his arms and continued his play. His hands slid under my skirt and found its way to my inner thighs. There is a soft area next to my panty line that makes me weak just thinking about it. My knees buckled when he found that area. I wanted him immediately when his hand contacted my soaked panties.
I pulled his shirt out of his pants and ran my hands over his chest. Later, I encircled his waist with my right arm and dropped my left hand around his cock. He was so hard. I struggled to release his belt. I had to feel his flesh.
He rose and briefly stopped our activities. I directed him to our guest bedroom.
Maybe it was a guilty conscious, but I hoped that Greg was doing the same thing to his wife.
He sat me on the edge of the bed and slowly disrobed. I stared at his mid-section and waited until he exposed his swollen cock. The sight of a new and different cock is always a pleasurable experience for me.
He walked in close and started to unbutton my blouse. I instinctively wrapped all of my fingers from both hands around his manhood. My lips engulfed his cock as he combed my hair through his fingers.
My parents told me that this day would come and now I was ready. My intuition told me that Greg and his wife were enjoying the same pleasures.
His breathing became deeper and his hips began a slow rhythmic thrusting. He placed both hands on the side of my face and pulled away. A thick stream of lubrication bridged the area between my lips and the end of his pulsating rod. The image was so carnal and erotic. I moved to the center of the bed and placed a pillow under my head and raised my hips as he hooked his fingers in the waistband of my panties. The last fabric of resistance disappeared.
He mounted the end of the bed on his hands and knees. My legs spread as he crawled over me. Propped on my elbows, I kept my eyes on his dangling cock. I begged him to fuck me. He just stopped and nestled in that supple area inside my thighs. My juices were flowing freely. I could feel the wetness soak the sheets. The lips of his mouth covered the lips of my pussy. Then in a French-kiss fashion his tongue probed the inner recesses of my vulva. I knew my lips were spreading open as he flattened his tongue over my opening. My legs spread further.
I wanted his cock so badly. My fingers dug into his hair. I tried to pull him up and over me. I begged him to put his cock in me. I was holding back an orgasm. I didn’t want to cum until his cock was buried to the fullest. I wanted to feel his explosion down deep inside.
He rose like a bull and placed that marvelous mushroom head between the lips of my cunt. The velvet end of his rod nestled at my opening. I hooked my heels behind his thighs and urged his forward advance.
That first penetration from a new lover is always unforgettable. My lips spread from his invasion. He eased through my opening. I squeezed and massaged every inch of his penetration. He kept stroking and building my passion. I sensed a fullness occupying my inner core.
It is impossible to describe the ecstasy. I cradled this man in my arms and encircled his hips with my legs. Both of us embraced the other and held on tightly. Our faces were locked in a passionate kiss. The base of his hard cock rode my clit against the pubic bone. Our bodies rocked in unison truly as one human being.
My vaginal walls stroked his hardness as his cock burrowed deep into the core of my sexuality. My uterus opened intermittently to kiss the end of his sensitive glans. I sensed his pending explosion.
The point of no return was upon us. We held onto each tighter. Strange noises escaped our being. Spasms rocked our bodies. His scrotum drew tightly against the base of his cock and a peaceful sensation spread through my mid-section as he bathed my inner core with warm ejaculate. His cock injected semen and sperm with every involuntary contraction.”
Everyone paused for a moment not wanting the story to end, Finally, Tim said, “WOW,” I don’t think I’ve ever heard anything described with such sensuality.”
“Thanks”, smiled Gwn, “maybe we will get our chance.”
Tia and Greg responded with a polite applause. Tia said, “I hope we can become very close friends, and, hopefully, intimate couples. How should we plan our next meeting.”
Gwn answered, “I suggest that next weekend Greg visit Tia here at her home and let Tim and I meet at The Lamp-Lite Steakhouse where we can continue some more conversation. Tim and I will return to our home in Ranier City where he will spend the night. If things progress to intimacy, then fine, if Tim rejects me he can sleep alone in the spare bedroom. I hope that’s not the case though.”
Tim laughed and said, “I don’t think I will be doing any rejecting. I would like to jump your bones right now.”
Gwn smiled and said, “For a little bit I might let you.”
Chapter 3: The Intimate Meeting between Tim and Gwn
It seemed to take forever before the next weekend arrived.
Tia and Tim drove to the Lamp-Lite Steakhouse to meet Greg and Gwn. Greg and Gwn lived about thirty miles away. The plan was for Tia to bring Greg back her home, then let Gwn and Tim get to know each other better over dinner. After dinner Gwn and Tim would drive back to Ranier City where they would spend the rest of the evening.
Tim and Gwn waved goodbye to Tia and Greg, then entered the restaurant where they were escorted to their table. The steaks were great. Later, the conversation turned to matters of the heart.
Gwn complimented Tim on their decision to select her husband as the biological father of their second child. She commented, “Greg was very flattered.”
“Oh it was a no-brainer,” said Tim. “Tia would not consider anyone else. She became so close to Greg during the first impregnation. In many ways, Tia views themselves as pioneers in the reproduction program at The New Life Center. That’s her work and she and I have a son that is a product of that effort.
The fulfillment she got from the personal impregnation confirmed all her theories. She has a deep appreciation for conception in this manner as opposed to any means of artificial insemination. The pleasure she got out of the sex was almost spiritual for her.”
“Should I be worried or jealous,” asked Gwn.
“You mean should you or I worry,” laughed Tim. “No! I don’t think so. Tia has proven to me over and over how much she loves me and little Rik. We have our careers and we are building our families. I was worried more two years ago than I am now.”
“How so?” asked Gwn.
“My sperm count is less than normal and technically I’m considered infertile. That’s the situation I found myself in.
But Tia had a plan to help me with my self confidence and so far it’s worked. She include me in one of her fertility experiments.”
Gwn wondered, “How can that be if you are considered infertile?”
Some of Tia’s research discovered that semen can be typed much like blood is typed. It turns out that my semen is universally compatible with all types of sperm.
Tia was working with a couple who could not get pregnant due to her husband’s semen/sperm mixture not being tolerated in his wife vaginal environment. Her fluids would attack her husband’s sperm. Her vaginal fluids would act as a spermicide to his ejaculate. It was sad to observe this phenomenon under a microscope.
Tia then separated the husband’s sperm from his semen and mixed it with mine. Many tests were run before they selected my semen. They determined the mixture was safe in the test subject’s vagina. When this mixture of my semen and his sperm was brought in contact with his wife’s vaginal fluids there was no adverse effect. Tia theorizes that my low sperm count did not allow antibodies to build up that would trigger the spermicidal effect.
Coincidentally, his wife was very insistent on being impregnated by human intercourse.
This is the 22nd century and more and more married women are rejecting the notion of artificial insemination. They seem to derive some deep sense of satisfying achievement by being impregnated by another human being of her choosing, even if it happens to be a surrogate.
I was selected as the surrogate donor. The research team at The New Life Center developed a small gel capsule that contained the husband’s sperm charge. The trick was to get it into my prostate just before ejaculation. Tia helped work out all of the details. She incorporated the planting of the sperm capsule into sex play. Tia was more excited about the success of the experiment as opposed to any feelings of jealousy about her husband, “me” having sex with someone else.
I know it gave my confidence a tremendous boost. I am now on the short list of surrogate donors when couples experience this problem. On the other hand, this is a rare condition and I have not been called upon for the second time, not yet anyway.”
“That is a fascinating story,” said Gwn, “so I don’t have to worry about getting pregnant.”
Astonished Tim replied, “did you say what I thought I heard.”
Gwn turned to Tim and gave him a warm, tender kiss. “Well, lets just get back to Ranier City and see. We can continue the conversation in the car. Right now we are wasting time.”
Tim said, “I’ve been doing all of the talking. What are you thinking?”
“Tim, I am amused at how much you remind me of Greg. Why is that,” asked Gwn?
“I think it’s because Greg was selected by Tia and I out of a computer search. Obviously, we selected the personality traits that both of us liked. We would like Greg even if he had not been the father of our child.
Tim inquired, “How did Greg get into the pool of volunteers. I have always wondered how The New Life Center picked their subject volunteers.”
Gwn explained, “notices were sent to various Psychology Departments in the three state area soliciting volunteers. Since there was some monetary reward, Greg jumped at the opportunity. When he found out that he was a finalist and that sex was involved he sheepishly begged for my permission. He was so cute. I didn’t mind, In fact, we had discussed it earlier. I was almost as thrilled as he was when I found out that he had been selected. To this day he describes the sex as out of this world. He compares it to participating in an Olympic event almost to the point of exhaustion.”
“Tia describes it the same way. That’s why she wants to relax this time and just let it happen. We also want to include another couple in our sex lives to maintain a higher level of excitement. I hope we have found you,” said Tim.
“I think maybe you have.” Gwn said as she slid under Tim’s arm. She rolled against Tim’s chest and cupped his balls in her hand. “We are almost home. When you cross that bridge our home is the first one on the right.”
They drove into the garage and closed the door behind them. Gwn took Tim’s hand and without hesitation led him to the bedroom. Just before entering the bedroom, Tim gathered her petite body in his arms and placed her in the center of the bed. Fully clothed, he crawled in beside her.
They tried patience to no avail. Their passions were racing. Tim devoured her lips and rolled on top of her. Her legs opened and welcomed a grinding from his loins. His hardness pressed into the middle of her open legs. She returned the pressure. She was so tiny, so sensual. Her ample breasts swelled under his touch. They paused briefly and removed their clothes.
Under the dim light Gwn rolled over Tim and whispered, “Let me touch you, I want to kiss you.” She took her left hand and pulled his legs apart, then cupped his swollen balls in her palm. She squeezed. Tim grimaced. She caressed. Her fingers traced a circle around his anus. Tim’s eyes widened.
Gwn caressed his chest and pinched his nipples. They hardened. Her hands slid around the base of his cock and stroked slowly. His hips began to undulate involuntarily. He was in heaven.
Tim began to breath deeply. Strange sounds were being created out of the pleasure he was receiving. His eyes rolled back as he saw Gwn’s head lower to engulf his cock in her mouth. Her wet lips felt so warm. Her lips encircled the ridge of his glans and massaged his most sensitive nerves. It was all he could do to hold on.
Tim’s hands clutched the sheets. “Oh please,” he begged, “I can’t take much more.”
“Go ahead Tim. Let it go.”
Gwn now had her left hand around the base of his cock administering gentle strokes. Her lips were making oral love to his most sensitive body part. Her other hand caressed, massaged and squeezed his balls.
Tim was about to experience a new sensation. Gwn’s lubricated finger enter his anal opening. When she pressured his prostate, he lost it. His orgasm struck. His midsection crunched as each spasm shot copious amount of semen down Gwn’s throat.
Gwn could not swallow all of the discharge. The backflow erupted between her lips and down her chin. Laughing she said, “You sure are a naughty boy.”
“I’m so sorry, I couldn’t help it,” Tim sheepishly said. “Where did you learn that little trick? I was going to be so cool, so studly. I guess you’re disappointed in that macho performance.”
“No, no, no, I consider it a great compliment,” Gwn purred. “I am so glad that you were so turned on. I’d like to think that you that we were responding to me. I know you are going to return the favor.”
Tim laughed and said, “I will need a rest, but I promise that before tonight is through I will leave a smile on your face.”
With a subtle, satisfied smile on her face Gwn got up and said, “Here, let me fix us a cup of coffee. It will only take a few minutes.”
Gwn brought a tray of coffee cream and sugar. She looked so cute dressed in a bib-like towel that barely covered her naked breasts and mid-section. She fitted Tim with a towel that served as a short apron. As they drank their coffee each of them draped their free hand to the inside of the others legs.
Tim’s fingers began caressing that sensually soft area at the top of her thighs. “I think this is one the sweetest places a man can touch.”
“No doubt,” purred Gwn. She then took Tim’s hand and guided his middle finger between her vaginal lips. “See how wet I’ve become. I’m ready, but we don’t have to be in a hurry.” She paused and caressed Tim’s cock. As they finished their coffee, Gwn smiled and said, “I feel some life beginning to spring into the masters love machine.”
Tim lowered himself further in the bed and in doing so pulled Gwn over his chest. Her legs dropped on each side of his hips. Their lips found each other. One of his hands covered the area between her shoulder blades while the other gently caressed her buns.
Gwn unconsciously wriggled down his body so that his hardness rested between her parting vaginal lips. She was ready for the inevitable impalement. Her juices paved the way for his invasion. She began to emit a begging whimpering sound through their continuous kiss.
Tim contributed his own generous lubrication. He would probe her entrance and withdraw. He teased her over and over. He held her firm as she tried to complete the penetration. Her frustration merely added to her excitement. Her mid-section arched inward, seeking to bury his manhood. Finally, Tim could not hold out any longer. Aaaaugh ,,, he bellowed and drove his swollen rod deep into Gwn.
“Ooooh eeee iiiii, I’m coming,” cried Gwn. Her body burst into a series of spastic involuntary lurches. Her orgasm provided it’s immense pleasure.
Tim pulled out. He wanted to save himself. He wanted to experience a lengthy sustained love session with her. He gently stroked her body as her spasms continued to rack her torso. She drifted into a totally relaxed state. She lay so peaceful as she nestled into the crook of his arm.
After another few minutes, Gwn looked up, smiled and said, “now look at me.” I came so fast. You have to feel cheated.”
“Oh no,” was Tim’s reply. “I still have a loaded gun. Just feel that full sack in your hand. I promise, the next one both of us will enjoy.”
Tim gently rolled Gwn onto her back. Unconsciously her legs opened and allowed Tim to hover over her. She gently placed one hand around his turgid cock and the other behind his scrotum. She stroked and massaged his assault weapon, then softly urged his invasion. The swollen lips of Gwn’s vagina opened to welcome his penetration. Her back arched upward, her legs spread and rose in the air. Her lips spread to receive his advance.
Tim savored that moment of intense pleasure as he slowly drove himself into Gwn’s warm love tunnel. He was now able to concentrate on the sensual pleasure being derived from the immersion of himself into Gwn’s sexuality. He sensed her vaginal muscles ripple up and down his cock. He felt his cock gently touch her uterus as he reached her deepest region. She welcomed all of the carnal activity. This was truly extraordinary, so exquisite.
Tim savored the sensual pleasure that Gwn provided. Slowly they rocked in unison. Gwn would draw a deep breath with each withdrawal stroke and meet his charge as he returned to her. His rod felt strong as he assaulted her swollen sex center. He attacked her well lubricated pussy from every angle possible. He rode her high and shallow, and then pounded her deepest region.
Gwn unknowingly began to emit sounds of sexual abandon and draw spastic breaths as
Tim tore into her cunt. “Ummm…oh yes…right there….so good…do me…do me good.” The repeating penetration of Tim’s cock continually increased her sensual pleasure. She didn’t care as she responded with reckless abandon. Her body yielded every lusting response possible. Tomorrow’s soreness would only remind her of the ecstasy she was experiencing.
Perspiration oozed from their bodies as the intensity increased. Tim’s cock found Gwn’s G spot. Her fingers intermittently clutched Tim’s biceps. Tim responded with deep rutting sounds characteristic of the male animal. Their faces became flushed.
Gwn sensed more swelling in Tim’s cock. Her outer lips cushioned the unmerciful pounding. She was being ridden into complete abandonment. She sensed those ecstatic moments of “no-return” just prior to the inevitable explosion. Then it hit.
Gwn’s body erupted into uncontrolled muscle spasms. Tim cock exploded at the same time. Her stomach grabbed. Her internal vaginal muscles milked Tim’s erupting cock. Her arms flew around his neck and held on tightly as he kept his rod pummeling. They remained coupled until the flinching of their bodies began to wane. They had achieved total satisfaction.
The “after orgasm sleep sensation” overcame them. A half hour passed before they emerged from their lust induced nap. “Wow, I don’t know if it can get much better than that,” Gwn exclaimed.
“That was nice,” said Tim. “I hear you thinking. Share some of your thought’s with me.”
“Oh I was just thinking how proper and correct we are 99% of the time. Yet when we get into this sex thing we can be reduced to the most common activities of animals. It seems so disgustingly enjoyable, so risky, so wanton, so nasty, so vulgar, yet so precious. It seems like we should feel guilty for deriving such incredible pleasure.”
Gwn continued her conversation, “Many people feel that sex carries with it the ownership of another person. I can’t accept that any more.”
Tim was amused by her comments, then agreed, “I have formed the opinion that sex can exist on several levels. One level is what I call long term or “love” sex, another level may be termed “recreational” sex and another level may be “casual”. I don’t believe that any of these levels of sex should breakup long term relationships or friendships that matter.”
Gwn gathered her thoughts and responded, “I don’t mean to wave a banner of higher intellect; but, on the other hand, your wife and I are involved in professions that allows a deeper understanding of these issues. In psychological counseling we see the absurdity of prejudiced opinions. We see the destructive results of ownership and control behavior. I’ll bet Tia can separate the natural function of our sex organs against associated personality characteristics that allow ourselves to love another person.”
Tim began, “I realized that when Tia became pregnant the first time. She convinced me that there was value in our relationship. Our personalities are very compatible. We are comfortable with each other. She and I wanted a child to advance to a normal natural stage of our lives.
Then Greg came into our lives as the biological father of little Rik. It was supposed to be so clinical. Now, I’m glad it’s not. Tia and the computer made a great selection when Greg was chosen. We like Greg. I think Tia even loves Greg for the role he played in getting her pregnant. She enjoyed the sex immensely. I can appreciate that when I recognize what he was able to give us. I’m glad she wants Greg to impregnate her again. And above all I don’t feel like our relationship is threatened.”
Gwn answered, “I’m pleased that Greg has meant so much to your family. I am also pleased that you and I have hooked up. Fate works in many ways. I think it was coincidence that we met at the shopping center, just when both of us were looking for similar experiences. We were looking for the right couple.
After Greg and I had lost our alternate sex partners our normal sex life had started to get a little boring. I frankly missed the recreational sex that we had grown accustom to.
Tim asked, “How do you describe the recreational sex that we just shared. Is it everything you thought it would be?”
“Absolutely,” Gwn replied, “maybe more. First times are always great. Recreational sex is exciting and intense. It recaptures some of that pleasure we had when we were first discovering sex. Now we have more time and can expand our sexual experiences. Greg and I have been able to accept and separate the pleasure of recreational sex from the more comfortable “love” sex that two people enjoy who are committed to a long term relationship.
Tim, when I was with you tonight, you just cannot realize the intense pleasure you gave me. It was intense and wonderful. I want as much as a single night together can offer. I’m willing if you want to go some more. I want to get so sore that it will difficult to sit and walk tomorrow.
And when the weekend is over I will be glad to see Greg and continue our normal life. We are comfortable with each other.”
“You know,” said Tim “Tia and I are looking for the same thing. We just have not carried it to the same level as you and Greg. I think that the extra marital sex that Tia and I have experienced as a result of the impregnation work being done at the New Life Center has given both of us an understanding of what we are getting into.
Gwn affirmed, “Greg and I are not into the orgies or multiple partner sex. It has proven beneficial to us in that we can spice up our sex life a little. If this thing threatens any relationship that you and Tia have then I would be the first to stop what we are doing. My professional training has taught me that.
As Gwn snuggled up to Tim and kissed goodnight for the evening, she replied, “I hope Tia and Greg are having as good time as we are. Let’s finish this weekend with a good session in the morning.”
They kissed each other and drifted off into a deep passion induced sleep.
Chapter 4: Tia and Greg’s Reunion
From the parking lot of the Lamp-Lite Restaurant, Tia and Greg bid farewell to their respective husband and wife.
On their way to Tia’s home they embraced casually and caught up with events of the last two years.
Greg started asking the probing questions. “So are you ready to start on that second baby?”
Well yes,” Tia responded, “but it will not be this weekend. The timing is not quite right with ovulation this month, but that’s OK because Tim and I want to explore the possibility of expanding our sexual needs with you and Gwn. We have talked about it a lot lately and we have decided that it might work with the right couple.
I’m not into multiple swing partners. We just want to establish a close relationship with another couple whom we feel compatible. You came to mind for obvious reasons. The sex we had during my first impregnation was incredible. You became special to me when you got me pregnant with little Rik.
Tim and I realized that sex was becoming a little boring and we were looking to spice up our sex life a little. Fate seemed to come to the rescue by random chance as we met you and Gwn at the mall last week. I remembered you mentioning that you and Gwn had an open relationship with another couple. It seemed normal to at least discuss our interest in the same activity.”
“Tia, It was incredible seeing you again,” said Greg. The timing is just right. Gwn and I are looking for another couple to share our sex life with. If we could hook up with you and Tim it would be great. I will never forget those three days of impregnation sex we engaged in. Those memories will never go away. It was so intense. I’m not sure I could survive another session like that.”
Tia laughed and said, “Oh I’m sure you could after we pumped you full of those new sex enhancing drugs.”
“Well, maybe so,” said Greg. Anyway, it was a nice surprise running into you and Tim at the mall. You are more beautiful that ever. I know our mating was supposed to be very clinical and confidential. But, I can’t get it out of my mind. By design the sex was out of this world. And your sensual responsiveness to the impregnation is something I will never forget. The lingering question in my mind is…I hope that you had some special feeling for me as well.”
“Don’t you worry, every time I hold little Rik, it reminds me of the special feelings I think we shared. I do yearn for sex with you again. I want you to be aware of Rik as he grows up. But I also want Tim as Rik’s father. That is very special to me.”
Greg smiled as he took Tia’s free hand and placed it casually on his thigh.
Tia gasped as she said, “Ohhhh myyyyy….I do remember this friend. How has “Big John” been. Can I play with him a little tonight?”
Greg laughed and said, “I brought him just for you.”
When they arrived at Tia’s, she embraced Greg, gave him a sweet intimate kiss and welcomed him into her home. They went inside, and shared a glass of wine.
Later they sat together and brought each other up to date on the time missed since they had shared such an important event in Tia’s life. Tia proudly led Greg through a scrapbook of the numerous pictures she had taken of little Rik. Tia said, “From time to time I see a few things he does that reminds me of you. As we see each other more there will be other things I’m sure.”
“It’s going to be very interesting to see him grow up”, said Greg.
“If it’s alright with you, I think we will let him call you Uncle Greg. We will tell him the full story when he gets older.”
Changing the subject a little Tia asked, “Do you think Tim and Gwn will get along tonight.”
“I know that Gwn has high hopes that Tim will at least like her,” answered Greg.
Tia explained, “Sometimes Tim exhibits little insecurities that makes him lose confidence in himself. I’ve tried to tell him that Gwn will feel the same way and not to worry.”
Greg laughed and confirmed, “Gwn is as nervous as someone on a first date. I think they will be fine. She has a way of getting people to relax and feel very much at home. I know if she has her way about things she is going to have him in bed pretty soon. Gwn loves sex, and right now, she is very horny. After losing our other sex couple she is ready…I mean good and ready.”
“Frankly I feel the same way,” said Greg. I can’t wait to …hold you… and hopefully fuck you silly.”
Tia smiled at his ribald reference to the night she had planned as well. Teasingly she said, “Since I’m not ovulating tonight I guess we will have to wait until next month.”
“Ohhhh…Noooo…Like Hell, whoever said that. Would you like to be raped,“ asked Greg?
“I don’t know, I might like being raped by some male chauvinist stud. Seriously, you know I’m anxious to be with you. I can hardly wait. Put your hand up my skirt and feel what the anticipation is doing to me,” said Tia.
Greg gently placed his hand on the inside of Tia’s thigh and slowly let his fingers touch her panties. My, you are soaked,” Greg said, as he placed his lips on hers. Her body relaxed as she leaned into his arms. His hand continued to stroke outside her panties. Greg then lifted her in his arms.
Through her passion filled kiss Tia managed to mumble, “down the hall…last door on the right.”
They separated briefly enough to discard their clothes. Tia said, “we will not need any of these clothes till morning. I don’t want anything between us tonight. I’ve got a lot of catching up to do.”
Together they crawled onto the bed. Greg commented, “I’m glad we have this time solely to ourselves. When I was breeding you, or when you were getting pregnant, I felt that we weren’t by ourselves. The video tapes were recording, samples were taken, tests were run and interviews conducted.
I’m not complaining mind you, I’ve had that experience and it was great. It was intense, erotic and truly required a lot of energy and stamina. It was memorable and I got to know a special woman intimately. I’m just glad to be back with you in a more natural set of circumstances. We can relax and enjoy each other as we wish.
Tia began, “I feel the same way. It’s time to get pregnant again. We can start that project next month, but for now lets start a sexual relationship that will keep us close for, hopefully, a long time. I even hope to see you during the time I’m pregnant. Pregnancy really made me horny up until the last month.”
Greg propped a pillow behind his back, cradled Tia’s beautiful face into his neck and rolled her onto her side. “I find it so weird that we have hooked up like this again. You cannot imagine the number of times I have fantasized about making love to you.”
“I’ve had you in a few dreams too,” said Tia. I see ole “Big John” is still as proud as ever. I have really missed him so. And by the way, It looks as if little Rik is going to be well endowed in that area. You know from our first sessions that I do enjoy a plus size.”
Greg laughed and said, “That’s a thrill for me as I have to be careful with Gwn. You can take it deeper. She’s so tiny. If I lose control, I charge in to deep and it hurts her. That’s why I think she will love Tim. I know she wants to lose herself in reckless passion.”
“Oh I can remember you touching places I’ve never been touched. I’m looking forward to that feel again. You are not going to make me wait long are you,” asked Tia?
“I’m in no hurry. I don’t care if it takes all night. I want us to relax and enjoy ourselves and not feel that we have to screw ourselves into some wanton frenzy.” Greg continued to run his hands lightly over her tummy and let his fingers drift over vulva.
Tia’s legs opened to give Greg easier access to her sensitive area. Her labial lips parted as her passions rose. She opened her mouth and let Greg consume her with a wonderful erotic kiss. Finally Tia whispered, “patience is fine but don’t make me wait. It’s been so long and I’ve missed this. A man’s cock makes us women do very naughty things. But they feel so good…so good.”
Greg groaned as Tia kept her hands slowly stroking his cock. She would squeeze and then take a finger and spread an abundant flow of precum over his glans.
Tia eased over on her back and cradled Greg in her arms and between her legs. Greg barely supported his weight above her. He allowed his chest to rest comfortably on her breasts. His cock nestled between the open lips of her vagina. Instinctively her legs rose higher. Her back arched upward inviting him to her arousal. Greg held back to build the anticipation. Her heels hooked behind his hips. “Please…Put it in….Greg…Yess …Yes…Don’t make me wait.”
Greg began a slow advance. She sensed that wonderful feeling of her lips being spread. The mushroom shaped head popped through her entrance. Tia wanted to wait longer for the first orgasm, but to much sensual activity had already built up. Her body felt as though lightning had struck as she spasmed. She cried, “hold me, hold me Greg…I can’t help it …I’m coming…I’m coming.”
Greg held onto Tia as her body lurched through it’s orgasm. He eased himself to her sexual core with her body bouncing around his massive embedded cock. Slowly she began to relax. As Greg tenderly wiped the tears from her eyes, Tia said, “I didn’t want to go off that quick. I hope you aren’t disappointed. I’ll make it up to you.”
Greg laughed and said, “if you haven’t noticed you’ve got something of mine buried in you and I haven’t even fired the first time.”
Well you just keep going, I’ll catch up, laughed Tia. And with that approval Greg began a slow reciprocating action within his loins. Remnants of Tia’s first orgasm kept her body highly sensitized. “Easy…Easy…Wait…OK…Keep going…Oh yes…Like that, its so intense…so sensitive…keep going,” .she whispered.
Their bodies rocked slowly. They would stop, and clutch each other tenderly. Their genitals danced around and within their partner. Tim would flick his cock and Tia would squeeze around him with her well toned vagina. Tia’s lips tenderly kissed Greg’s face. She tuned into the feelings her nipples derived from Greg’s heaving chest. There was no hurry. Instinctively they were extending their urgent passion into a low smoldering marathon.
Greg’s cock kept up a gentle relentless stroking. “I have a strange thought,” said Greg. “It would be nice to go to sleep in your arms with our bodies coupled, then let our subconscious minds takeover and transport us to that final climax….Kinda like having a wet dream together.”
“Uuummm…that sounds nice. Where do get such thoughts?” asked Tia. “But, I don’t think that going to happen this time because my little sex motor is picking up speed.”
“Yep, I think I can feel it. … here we go.” His hips began to administer longer and deeper strokes. A light sweat poured from his skin. His breathing became deeper as a rutting groan escaped his chest.
Tia sensed Greg’s rising passion. Her swollen labia cushioned his thrusting. Strange erotic thoughts entered her consciousness. She imagined herself being bred by a huge equipped stallion. Images of a gentle heifer being serviced by a snorting bull danced through her mind. Her young female body would be filled with endless quantities of sperm. Images of heavy breathing animals, with exposed phallus, and leaking semen, filled her erotic daydreams. These thoughts rapidly brought her closer to orgasm.
Greg continued his endless methodical cultivation. His strokes were long, and deep. Greg’s arms locked behind Tia’s knees and elevated her in a position where she would feel the greatest penetration.
Tia hips were positioned to offer her greatest pleasure sacrifice. Her love tunnel gently squeezed and massaged every invasion.
Memories of Greg’s initial breeding crept back into Tia’s thoughts. So many mental images returned. She marveled at the tremendous cock strength her chosen stud provided. She was reduced to a subservient receptor of his sexual service. His masterful tool prepared her body for his ultimate deposition.
Their bodies were in tune with the others. They were riding an ecstasy plateau; both, trying to delay the inevitable conclusion. Fatigue demanded the finish.
Greg’s eyes widened; his breathing became deeper. He gasped breathlessly, “Are you ready?”
Tia embraced Greg and brought their lips together. Through their kiss she begged, “Yes, yes, come with me…come in me…please come.”
Their bodies responded and unleashed the orgasm that each of them held at bay. With their bodies locked together, uncontrolled spasms tore from deep within their sexual center. They held on and rode the ultimate sensual experience to its gentle conclusion.
Sleep followed and morning came to soon. The drawn curtains slowly allowed the new light of day. Tia and Greg donated their bodies to the pleasure gods again.
Later in the afternoon, Tim and Gwn arrived to report their sensual success.
And next month a new project of procreation will be started.