Loading...Heidi and Jeff have been best friends to my wife Tracey and me pretty much forever. Heidi and Tracey first met when they were in grade school; they were best friends all through their school days, and even went to the same college, just so they could stay together. Jeff and I met in college; we just kind of hit it off and went from there.
Tracey and I started dating in college, and when we were pretty sure we were going to end up marrying each other, we introduced Heidi and Jeff to each other, knowing how much they’d like each other. When Tracey and I got married, Jeff and Heidi were the Best Man and Maid of Honor, and when they got married a few months later, we did the same for them. And we’ve lived in the same town ever since, so we still see a lot of each other.
In our early married years, we used to get together for occasional foursomes. It started out tamely enough — the women started talking sex one day; they started talking about different things that we’d tried, and things we liked, and tips for doing some things better, etc., and before they were done, they’d set up an evening get-together for the four of us to have sex together. Nothing too terribly wild-and-crazy — just each couple having sex in the same room together, where we could watch each other, and pick up tips, or ideas. Or heck, just let the other couple’s lovemaking get us turned on. It was a great time, and we set up monthly sessions from then on.
But of course, I couldn’t be in a room for very long, with Heidi’s naked tits bouncing and jiggling, or watching Jeff’s cock sliding in and out of her pussy, without wondering what it would be like to get my own hands on those lovely, luscious tits, or to slip my own meat into her. And Tracey commented more than once about how hot she got just watching Jeff’s cock at work on her best friend, without actually saying that she’d like to feel it inside herself. But she didn’t have to; I knew exactly what she was thinking. And I didn’t suppose that Heidi and Jeff were thinking any differently, either.
So the day inevitably came when, after making love with our own spouses, we looked around the room for tacit permission to do what we all wanted to do. Tracey slid over to Jeff, and Heidi joined me, and soon we were passionately kissing and groping the opposite spouse. I watched Tracey begin stroking Jeff’s cock, while he fingered her pussy and sucked her lovely C-cup tits. She was squirming and writhing at the sensations he was creating inside her with his fingers. I wasn’t sure if I was jealous or not, but I was incredibly excited to see my wife enjoying the sexual attention of my best friend.
Heidi and I got into a 69 position. At first, we simply played with each other’s genitals. Heidi stroked my cock, feeling its length and thickness and heft, and, I’m sure, making mental comparison with Jeff’s. And I gently ran my fingers through her pubic hair, parting her labia with my finger, and tenderly rubbing her clit, causing her to moan with pleasure. It wasn’t long before I had pulled her on top of myself, and we were in a full-out 69, Heidi eagerly sucking my cock while I licked and sucked on her cunt-lips and her clit.
I felt a touch on the back of my hand as I rested it on Heidi’s ass while I ate her. I took my mouth off Heidi’s cunt for a second to see what it was. Tracey was lying on her back next to me, with Jeff kneeling between her legs. She held his cock in her hands, with its head poised against her cunt-lips. A silent question passed between us. For a split-second, I hesitated; if we did this, there was no undoing it. But the excitement of the moment, and my own lust, were too great, and I could only nod, and whisper, “Fuck him.”
Tracey smiled happily, then groaned as she fed Jeff’s cock into herself. That sexy groan from my wife, and everything that went along with it, sent jolts of electricity through my body — my wife was fucking my best friend! Jeff also groaned as he penetrated my wife for the first time, savoring the new and delightful sensations of her warm, wet cunt enveloping his throbbing erection. When he was all the way inside her, and his balls nestled against her ass, Jeff strained to press himself as deep into Tracey as he possibly could, and held himself inside her, his cockhead stirring the deepest corners of her vagina.
“Oh, Ron,” Tracey groaned to me, “Look, Ron — he’s fucking me; Jeff is fucking me.”
“I see it,” I said. My breathing was becoming rapid and shallow, as I saw, from Tracey’s facial expression, that she was clenching her cunt-muscles around Jeff’s shaft, drawing another series of groans from him. “I see his cock inside you, Sweetheart, and I love it!” I reached for her hand, and we held hands, even while we were sexually engaged with our friends.
Heidi moved around to mount me herself. Raising herself up on her knees, so that her hungry opening was nudging against my cockhead, she looked at me, then over at her best friend fucking her husband on the floor, inches away. Closing her eyes, she slowly lowered herself onto my cock, which was still wet with Tracey’s fluids. When her pubic bone bumped against mine, and our pubic hair became intertangled, Heidi began slowly grinding herself on my cock, creating incredible, intense sensations in my member. I groaned as I met her movements with thrusts of my own, pressing my pulsating meat up into her.
For a long while, the four of us were lost in an alternate erotic universe, my cock grinding in and out of Heidi, while Jeff pumped in and out of Tracey. Jeff is tall and red-headed, with a splash of freckles across the bridge of his nose, and on his shoulders, and I was enjoying watching his pale ass bouncing up and down as he stroked in and out of my beautiful, brunette wife. Heidi is blond, with full, round breasts that bounced delightfully as she rode me.
I closed my eyes to savor the new and unique sensations of Heidi’s pussy, and the new and unique movements of her body on my cock, and how different, and yet how similar they were, to my wife’s. Then, when I opened my eyes, I saw Tracey happily receiving Jeff’s cock into her own depths, and I knew that she was doing the same thing — savoring the new and unique sensations of a cock she’d never had before, and comparing it with mine.
I don’t remember who started it, but when one of the four of us started to climax, it nudged all of us over the edge into an incredible, swirling, four-way, mutual orgasm. Tracey and Heidi were moaning and wailing, while Jeff and I grunted and groaned. I felt my balls tense up and then explode, sending jets of my hot, thick cum into Heidi’s womb, while at the same time, Jeff’s body began to twitch and shudder, and his breath came in short gasps, as he sent his seed surging into my wife.
As Jeff rolled off of Tracey, and Heidi dismounted from me, the entire scenario bordered on the surreal. All four of us lay panting, naked on the floor, utterly spent in sexual ecstasy. My cock still felt a warm glow from the insides of two women’s pussies, as did Jeff’s, and both women’s vaginas held a soupy blend of Jeff’s cum mixed with mine.
“My god!” Tracey finally gasped. “That was amazing!” We could all only agree.
Then we reconfigured ourselves again, returning to our own spouses, tacitly assuring each other that our marriages were still intact. We were well aware of the magnitude of what we’d done, and yet each of us was determined to uphold the integrity of both marriages, even if we included each other in the sexual equation. I kissed and stroked Tracey, taking and giving comfort that she was my wife, the love of my life, and our friendship with Jeff and Heidi had just gone to a new and uncharted level.
Rather than simply get dressed and go home, that night Jeff and Heidi stayed over, in our guest room. We all had a sense that we had some business to take care of, but we were too exhausted to address it until the next day.
The following morning, I came slowly awake as the rays of the morning sun began to fill our bedroom. Tracey lay naked, next to me in the bed. My penis was semi-hard with a nice case of ‘morning wood’, and as I rolled over to wrap my wife in an affectionate embrace, my erection nudged between her legs, sliding along her outer pussy-lips.
“Mmmmmm,” she purred. “Good morning, lover.”
“Good morning yourself.” Lazily, I began rocking my hips, sliding my cock along her groove.
Again, Tracey purred contentedly. “That’s nice,” she murmured. For a few more minutes, I slid my meat against her opening like that, before she finally pulled me on top of herself. Reaching down, she directed my cock into herself, and soon we were sharing a leisurely, conjugal morning fuck together. We were in no hurry, and after the excitement of the previous evening, we were more than content to simply savor each other’s bodies in relaxed, carefree mating. Tracey purred happily as I slid my erection easily in and out of her, and before long, my cock was throbbing insistently as a fresh orgasm rose within me.
I looked into my wife’s eyes. Without a word passing between us, I gave myself to my orgasm with a groan of utter release. Warm, thick cum flowed freely out the end of my cock, into my wife. She groaned a happy, contented “Yesssss,” as she accepted my seed within herself. Her body trembled slightly, as her own orgasm washed gently over her.
As we basked in our warm afterglow, I held Tracey tight. “I love you,” I confessed, “no matter what. Last night with Heidi was fun, but you’re my One and Only, the Love of My Life. Is that OK?”
Tracey nodded. “Yeah,” she concurred. “It’s just fine.”
We got dressed and wandered out to the kitchen to get breakfast started. As we walked past the guest room, we heard Heidi and Jeff groaning through their own morning lovemaking.
Our guests arrived at the breakfast table just as I was pouring the coffee, and Tracey was filling plates with freshly scrambled eggs, and the four of us took our places around the table.
“OK,” I began, “Are we all OK with what happened last night?”
“I am,” nodded Heidi.
“Me too,” agreed Jeff.
“No regrets?” I pressed.
“Naw,” said Jeff. “We talked about it last night.” Heidi nodded. “You guys are our best friends in the world. We couldn’t have done that with just anybody.”
Tracey exhaled. “Good,” she said. “Because we feel the same way.”
“Yeah,” I agreed. “But let’s just be clear — last night was about having some fun with our friends. Tracey and I are still married to each other, and so are the two of you.” Everybody nodded in agreement, and I continued. “I’d really like to do this again, but only if it’s a both-couples thing; we can’t be seeing each other ‘on the side’.”
“Of course,” agreed Heidi, as Jeff nodded in agreement.
“So we’re all in agreement?” Everyone nodded and voiced their acceptance of the terms I’d proposed.
We finished our breakfast, making cheery small-talk, and then we all cleaned the dishes. Once the cleanup was finished, I spoke up again. “So,” I directed my question to Jeff and Heidi, “When do you guys have to be home? Do we have time to play some more?”
They both smiled, and Tracey, too. “Our day is wide open,” Jeff grinned.
“I was hoping you’d say that.”
So we all went back to the den, and in short order we were all naked again. Tracey was riding Jeff’s cock, and I was fucking Heidi missionary-style, while she wrapped her legs around my waist.
Eventually, we had our fill of each other (and Jeff and I simply couldn’t get erections any more), so we all reluctantly called it a day, and got back into our clothes. Heidi and Jeff returned home, and the following month, we did it again.
For the next few years, we got together for our foursomes once or twice a month, and it was always a wonderful time.
*****
After we’d both been married for five years or so, both couples decided that we wanted to start our families, and that essentially brought our foursomes to a close. We simply didn’t want to risk any confusion as to who was the father of whose children, so we called at least a temporary halt to having sex with anyone except our own spouses. At first, we missed our ‘extra-curricular’ play times, but once our heads had gotten around the idea of kids and families, it came to seem. . . I don’t know. . . appropriate, somehow. . .
In the fullness of time, Tracey became pregnant, and our son was born. Three years later, we had a daughter, and three years after that, another son. Tracey and I were so busy with our brood of youngsters that we didn’t immediately notice that there was anything unusual or troublesome about the fact that Heidi and Jeff still didn’t have any kids. As time went on, though, and our family kept growing, it became increasingly obvious that our friends were stressing mightily over their ongoing childlessness.
One evening, when we had them over for dinner at our house, they told us what was going on.
“We’ve had just about every test imaginable,” Heidi said, “and been poked and prodded in ways we’d never wish on anyone. If you ever want to just strip all the magic away from sex, all you have to do is see a few fertility doctors.”
“It turns out,” Jeff continued, “that my sperm count is low. I just don’t make very many swimmers, it seems.”
“That would be news to me,” Tracey said, trying to be light-hearted, “just judging from some of the loads I saw you shoot, back in the day.”
Jeff smiled tightly, and Tracey cringed, instantly regretting her attempt at lightening the mood. “Please, Jeff,” she groaned, “forgive me; I didn’t mean to be hurtful.”
“It’s OK,” he assured her. “I’ve said worse to myself, you can be sure.”
“Anyway,” Heidi went on, “We just can’t bear to think about trying to conceive ‘technologically’ — have someone shoot a turkey-baster full of sperm into me, from a sperm bank, where we don’t even know who the father would be. And IVF just seems so. . . I don’t know. . . impersonal. . . or invasive. . . or something.”
“So, what are you going to do?” I asked.
“Well,” Jeff paused, carefully weighing what he was about to say, “that’s why we’re here, talking to the two of you.”
“I don’t understand.”
“Well. . . we were wondering if the two of you would be willing to restart our foursomes.”
“But. . .” I was slow to grasp the import of what he was saying.
Tracey understood, though. “You mean. . .?”
Heidi nodded, a look of anguish on her face. “We were wondering. . . Ron. . . if you. . . if you’d be willing. . . to impregnate me.” Jeff looked at the floor, then up at the two of us, an imploring look on his face.
I exhaled heavily, as the full weight of their request hit home.
“We could make it work,” Heidi went on. In her nervousness, she was talking scatter-gun, a mile-a-minute. “I’ll keep track of my fertile days, so we can limit things to one or two days each month. It’s better if you let your sperm count build up, anyway. And Tracey, you’d know in advance that Jeff won’t get you pregnant, so we can do it just like the old days. And weren’t those days fun? We could just go back and do it again. Just until I get pregnant, OK? We could never ask anyone else. Oh, Tracey, what do you think? Ron? Could you ever think of doing this for us? Please?”
The desperation in her voice was heart-breaking. I scratched my head, searching for any thought, any possible response to what was clearly a crazy idea. Tracey sat next to me, looking at me hopefully. Was she actually wanting to do it?
“But — making a baby. . .” I stammered. “Is that really a good idea? Jeff, could you really raise a child, knowing that I was the biological father? Or keep from getting jealous that Heidi had a baby by me? Heck, I’m not sure I even trust myself to do it right. And, if I make a baby with Heidi. . . that’s a hell of a bond, bro. . . Hell, what would Tracey think about me making a baby with someone else?”
“Believe me,” he answered, “we’ve thought of everything you’ve mentioned, and we almost decided not to even ask. You’re the only ones we could ever ask for this. We love you guys. We could do it like one of those open adoptions; the two of you could be ‘auntie’ and ‘uncle’, and we can all watch little Junior grow up, together.”
I gave a low whistle. They were serious. I had never imagined that I’d ever even think about doing anything like this, but Jeff and Heidi were such good friends, and they wanted a child so badly. Tracey and I certainly understood both the joys and the trials of raising children, and if we could possibly give that to our friends. . .
“Can you give Tracey and me a couple days to think it through? We love you guys, too. But I just need to be sure about what I think. . .”
“Oh, sure. . . absolutely. We’re just grateful if you’ll consider it.”
“OK, then. . . we’ll talk again in a couple days. . .”
*****
When Heidi and Jeff had left, and Tracey and I could discuss it alone together, she looked at me. “How can we not do this, Ron?”
“Making a baby together is a big deal, Trace. Do you want to risk Heidi forming some kind of mommy-daddy bond with me?”
“More than the bond you formed by having sex together for five years?”
“Touche. But still — Little Junior will have my DNA; do you think Jeff will be OK with that?”
“I think it will — or at least it could — make an even stronger bond between the two of you, that you’re giving him the gift of fatherhood.”
We went back-and-forth like that for a solid couple hours, and Tracey had reasonable answers for every hypothetical objection I raised. I finally had to admit that, all objections aside, I really wanted to do it for them, especially if Tracey was so convinced.
“Heck,” I finally said, “at least I’ll get to fuck Heidi again. And you’ll get to fuck Jeff. For Old Times’ sake, if nothing else.”
Tracey laughed. “Thanks — that was my ace-in-the-hole argument. I knew that, if nothing else, the sex would convince you.”
“Hmmph.”
*****
When we got back together with Heidi and Jeff, and told them that we would do it, they were overjoyed, gushing gratitude and thankfulness all over us. Tracey and I basked in the warmth of our friends, even as we realized that we were about to go to a new, deeper, uncharted level with our closest friends in the universe.
“There’s just one thing,” I said.
“What’s that?” Jeff asked.
“Well. . . how is this gonna work?”
Heidi answered. “I’ve been taking my temperature every morning for the past couple years. I’ll know when I’m ovulating, so I can call you, and we can get together that night, or the next day. My cycles are pretty regular, so I can probably give you enough advance warning to let your sperm count build up in advance.”
“Let my sperm count build up?”
Tracey smiled. “Why Ron. . . you understand, don’t you, that when you hire yourself out for stud like this, your sperm is at Heidi’s beck and call. You’ll want to abstain from sex for three or four days ahead of time, to make sure you’re giving her your best shot. Uh, so to speak.” She couldn’t keep from giggling as she clarified the terms for me.
“You mean I can’t. . .?”
“Right you are, buddy-boy. When you’re standing stud for Heidi, you won’t be fucking me for a few days ahead of time. It’s OK, though; I’m not aware of anyone ever dying from too many sperm in his balls.”
“Hmmph. Easy for you to say; you don’t even have any balls to get blue. Anyway, what do we do with the kids, if we have to drop everything on a few hours’ notice, so I can service my ‘client’?”
“I’m sure I can get my parents to watch their grandkids on fairly short notice. Especially if I tell them it’s for a charitable cause,” Tracey replied, with a snicker.
“Could we go just a little easy,” Jeff interjected, with a mildly pained look on his face, “with the ‘stud/client’ stuff? If we wanted to hire someone, we wouldn’t have asked our best friends.”
“Oh, Jeff,” Tracey replied, with her hand over her mouth, “I am so sorry. Sometimes I’m just too much of a smartass for my own good.”
“And I’m sorry if I’m over-sensitive. We really do love you guys, and we’re grateful beyond words that you’re willing to help us.”
“No problem, buddy,” I said. “We love you, too, and we want to keep it that way. Anyway, I think I understand how this will go, now. When do we start?”
“Well, I just finished my period,” Heidi said. “So that means that I’ll probably be ovulating by next weekend. If you really want to build up your count, start abstaining on Wednesday or so, and I’ll call you when I’m sure I’ve ovulated. Does that work?”
I was a little taken aback by the very concrete details. We were really going to do this thing. “Seems clear enough,” I said.
“We’ll be in touch,” said Heidi.
*****
It went virtually as Heidi had predicted. Saturday morning, she called us with the word. “My temperature is up!” she chirped, “So that means I’m fertile now!”
“We’ll be over tonight,” Tracey told her. As soon as she hung up the phone, Tracey called her mom, and just that quickly, our three kids were spending the weekend at Grandma’s house.
Tracey and I hadn’t had sex since Tuesday night, although I’d eaten her to a couple orgasms in the meantime (fortunately, I love eating Tracey’s pussy; watching her squirm and writhe on my tongue is almost better than coming myself) (almost). By Saturday, I was as horny as I’d been in a long, long time. My poor balls were begging me for release.
We arrived at Jeff and Heidi’s place for a dinner of smoked oysters, washed down with a hearty red wine. For dessert, we passed dark chocolates around.
Jeff spoke. “So, we can do this just like we always did, back in the day, right? Shall we all just go to the bedroom?”
“Sounds good to me,” agreed Tracey, and Heidi and I quickly concurred.
When we all got to the bedroom, I kissed Tracey, and Heidi kissed Jeff, bidding our spouses ‘have fun’, before switching to our ‘partners for the evening’.
I took Heidi in my arms and began kissing her soulfully. With my eyes still open, I looked over to see Tracey and Jeff doing likewise. We shot each other an affectionate wink, just to confirm that we were both OK with what we were doing, and what we were about to do. After that, I turned my attention fully to Heidi, and tending to her needs.
I ran my hands under the hem of her shirt and stroked her back and sides. I hadn’t touched her body at all in seven years or more, and at first, I was just recalling to myself what her body was like, and how she liked to be touched. She raised her arms, inviting me to strip her shirt off over her head, so I happily complied, leaving her in a soft pink bra, with her nipples making little points in the fabric.
I bent down to kiss along her jawline and down her neck, then across the top of her chest, and down toward her cleavage. Reaching around her back, I gripped the clasp of her bra, looking into her eyes for her permission to continue. She nodded, almost solemnly, and in seconds, her bra was dangling loosely from her shoulders, her full, firm breasts free of their confinement. I gently stripped the bra off her shoulders, and stood, gazing appreciatively at her breasts.
“Oh,” I whispered, “I remember these. They are wonderful.”
Heidi actually blushed. Even though we’d seen each other naked, and savored the most intimate, erotic contact with each other’s bodies many times in the past, those moments of appreciating the revelation of each other’s nakedness were always precious. And Heidi and I hadn’t shared them in several years.
I bent down to nuzzle and suckle her delightful tits, running my tongue across her nipples, and sucking them playfully into my mouth. Heidi cradled my head in her arms, caressing me, holding me tightly against herself. Then she pushed me away, and began unbuttoning my shirt, slowly and deliberately baring my hairy chest, and then stripping my shirt off over my shoulders. Hugging me tightly to herself, she sensuously rubbed her breasts against my chest, her nipples trailing jolts of electricity wherever they went.
My cock was incredibly hard, and straining against its confinement in my jeans. I put my hands on Heidi’s ass, and pulled her tightly to myself, the bulge of my throbbing erection grinding against her belly, causing her to gasp.
“Oh god, Ron,” she groaned. “I want you so bad.”
“Mmmmm-hmmmm,” I replied, as I kissed her again. “I want you, too. It’s been so long.”
Her hands were fumbling with the button on my jeans, and then the zipper. Quickly, she stripped them off me, leaving me wearing only my briefs, with my hard-on making a tent in the fabric, a small circle of pre-cum spreading from the tip. In her excitement, Heidi was breathing rapidly as she eagerly reached inside my briefs to take hold of my erect cock for the first time in many years. And for the first time in many years, I gasped at the sensation of her small, feminine hands taking hold of my rigid manhood.
While Heidi enjoyed herself playing with my cock, I fumbled with the button and zipper of her jeans, wanting her to be at least as naked as I was. I stripped her jeans off over her hips, until they fell to the floor around her feet. I slipped my hands inside the waistband of her panties, tenderly fondling and caressing the cheeks of her firm, round ass, savoring the flashes of recognition as I explored her body again, after many years away. I had always enjoyed having sex with Heidi, and the ways in which her body was sensually different from Tracey’s. Touching her again after so many years was like reuniting with a cherished old friend.
On the other side of the bed, Tracey and Jeff were already naked, in a 69 position on the bed. Tracey was on top, slowly running her lips and tongue up and down along Jeff’s trembling shaft, while, underneath her, Jeff was nuzzling and sucking my wife’s warm, wet pussy. Every so often, Tracey would lift her head off Jeff’s cock for a few seconds and savor the sensations of his oral ministrations on her cunt, grinding a few strokes against his face as he ate her.
Turning back to Heidi, I knelt down in front of her. The crotch of her panties was wet with her vaginal fluids. Looking up, I smiled at her as I took hold of the waistband and pulled her panties down, and off her. My nostrils were inundated by the rich aroma of her arousal, and I inhaled deeply, savoring her scent, giving a teasing lick along the length of her slit.
Standing, I made as to remove my briefs, but before I could, Heidi had taken them in her own hands and stripped them off me, stretching them away from my pulsating, erect rod. Kneeling, she took my cock into her mouth, and began sliding her lips and tongue along its length, and swirling her tongue sensuously around my cockhead. The sensations were amazing; but I didn’t dare come in her mouth. There were other plans for my sperm that day.
“Come on, Heidi,” I urged, as I lifted her up off her knees, “we’ve got to save my cum for inside you.”
“Ooooh,” she groaned, almost desperately, “Yesss. Fuck me, Ron. Fuck me deep, and come in me. Put your cum — ALL of it — inside me!”
“I will, babe,” I promised. “But first, I want you to come.”
“I just want you to fuck me,” she pleaded. “Come inside me; make me pregnant.”
“I will, I will,” I assured her. “But I want you to have a little fun first, OK?”
She only groaned in response.
I laid her down on the edge of the bed, and knelt in front of her, draping her legs over my shoulders as I leaned in to lick her hot, juicy cunt. The petals of her inner lips were peeking out from her engorged, puffy outer lips, eager to receive my cock inside themselves. Her pubic hair was matted and damp, and her scent overwhelmed my senses.
With my lips, I teasingly nibbled on her labia, then licked broadly along her slit from bottom to top. I probed inside her with my tongue, savoring her spicy sauce, and slurping her juices. Finally, I settled on her clit, sucking gently on the soft sensitive tissue around it, then lapping across it with broad strokes of my tongue. She began to shudder and twitch at the sensations I was causing in her.
“Oh god, Ron. . .” she gasped. “Oh god. . . I’m gonna come. . . ” She was grinding her hips against my face, and clenching her thighs tightly around my head, as I continued to lap at her clit, my face becoming shiny with her vaginal juice. “Oh, Ron. . . I’m cooo-”
Before she could finish the word, it had morphed into a quavering orgasmic wail. She lifted her hips up off the bed as she came, squeezing my head until I thought it might explode. When her climax began to subside, I didn’t quit, but continued plundering her pussy with my tongue, drawing more orgasmic tremors from her body, until she finally pushed me away.
“Please,” she begged. “I want you inside me. Fuck me. Fuck me and fill me up with your cum. Please. . . I need all of it. . .”
I stood by the edge of the bed. All the preliminaries were over; it was time for me to fuck Heidi, and hopefully, to impregnate her. My cock was pointing rigidly, straight out from my loins, directly at Heidi’s hungry pussy, waiting on the edge of the bed. Heidi raised her legs and spread them apart as I moved forward, first pressing my cockhead against her cunt-lips, in a sensual genital ‘kiss’, and then, as Heidi groaned, I pressed forward, penetrating her, plumbing her depths, seeking her central core. At last, I was in her, completely inside her. I felt the base of my cock surrounded by the sultry moist heat of her vagina; my pubic hair was a wet tangled snarl with hers.
I smiled as I recalled the last time I had been inside Heidi’s vagina. It had been years ago, but I had a definite ‘flash of recognition’ of the sensations and contours that were uniquely hers, her tightness and smoothness, and the way her pussy-walls squeezed my shaft as I slid into her. Heidi’s cunt felt subtly different from Tracey’s, but in an utterly familiar way. I had definitely been here before.
“Welcome back,” she grinned. “I remember your cock. It’s been a while.”
Tracey and Jeff were on the other side of the bed. For some time, Tracey had been doing a slow, sultry ride on Jeff’s cock, doing her utmost to keep him from fixating on Heidi, or any anxieties he was feeling about my getting her pregnant.
But when I entered Heidi, she groaned loudly. “OOOoooohhhh, Jeff. . . look, babe. . . Ron is fucking me. He’s inside me. He’s gonna come in me. . . Oh, Jeff, it’s happening. . .”
“Oh god, babe,” Jeff breathed, “I see it. I can see his cock inside you. He’s all the way in, Honey.” Then turning to me, he said, “Fuck her good, buddy; give her all you got.”
“I aim to,” I answered.
Tracey was still doing a slow ride on Jeff’s cock. She flashed me her very best ‘I’m-so-proud-of-you’ smile, and said, “My god, husband; you are so hot right now. . .”
Thus encouraged, I turned my attention back to Heidi. I slowly withdrew my cock from her channel, until only the head remained inside her, then plunged back into her, straining to reach her very center. Leaning forward, I rested my chest and belly against her thighs, with her calves sticking straight up, on either side of my head. Tenderly, I stroked her legs with my hands as I slowly pumped in and out of her.
“OOOoooohhhh, god,” groaned Heidi, “You feel so good inside me. It’s been so long since we fucked. I forgot how good you feel.”
In and out, on and on, Heidi and I continued our sensual insemination dance, while, next to us on the bed, Tracey and Jeff continued grinding out their own erotic pleasure. Almost furtively, Jeff snaked his hand across the bed, taking hold of Heidi’s hand. The two of them held hands almost innocently, and gazed lovingly at each other, while I fucked Heidi, and Tracey fucked Jeff.
A pleasant warm buzz was running through the entire length of my cock as I continued sliding in and out of Heidi’s channel. She slid back, away from the edge of the bed, and pulled me up onto the bed with her, without my cock ever slipping out of her, and we maintained our erotic contact, so that now we were fucking in the missionary position. With her hands, Heidi pulled her knees up, almost flat against her chest, creating the deepest possible penetration of my straining cock into her sultry cunt. I felt I could go on forever, and I was in no hurry to come, but eventually, Heidi began to rise toward her own climax. She quickened her pace, and began to thrust her hips up against my penetration.
“Oh god, Ron,” she gasped, “I’m going to come! Come with me. . . please? Shoot your cum into me, Ron! Do it!”
Heidi’s excitement, and her rapid, forceful thrusts, were bringing me right to the edge of an incredibly intense orgasm. I struggled to hold myself right. . . on the edge. . . savoring the incredible sensations. . . just. . . one more. . . second. . . one more thrust. . .
“OH, GOD!!” I shouted, and all involuntarily, the entire contents of my whole body seemed to shoot out the end of my cock into Heidi. I lost control of my body, twitching, and jerking spastically.
“YESSSS!!!” Heidi exulted as I came. “YESSS. . . OH, YESSS!!! Come for me, baby. Fill me full with your wonderful, potent cum! OOOooohh, yesss! Thank you! Thank you!”
Jet after jet after hot, thick jet of my semen shot into her. Three days of abstinence had built up a huge load in me, and I kept coming and coming and coming. For a long time, I kept quivering randomly, each spasm of my balls wracking my body as it sent yet another clot of my sperm rushing into Heidi’s womb. I was sure that it must be overflowing out of Heidi’s pussy, but she took every drop of it into herself.
For a long time afterward, I just held myself inside her, my cock slowly softening, even as it remained nestled snugly within her warm feminine folds. At last, I slowly withdrew from her, endeavoring to keep as much of my semen inside her as possible. Heidi rolled her hips upward, to encourage the ‘inward’ flow of semen, and induce the maximum possible amount of it into her womb.
Jeff and Tracey, seeing me shoot into Heidi, quickly rose to their own climaxes. “Oh god!” Jeff shouted, excitedly. “Oh, god yes! He’s coming in my Heidi! God, look at him come! Yes! Yes!”
Tracey’s ass was a blur as she rode up and down, back and forth on Jeff’s cock. Both of them were gasping and panting for breath as they strained for their orgasms, until finally, with a roar, Jeff came, sending his own jets of low-sperm cum into Tracey, while she moaned and wailed through her own orgasm.
I sat back on my heels, gazing down at Heidi’s open pussy. A white, pearlescent pool of my cum filled her opening, from the deepest depths of her, right to the brim of her labia. I smiled to myself with satisfaction. “A right thorough insemination, as far as I can tell,” I said with a grin.
Jeff slid over next to me to see with his own eyes the thrilling erotic spectacle of my cum filling his wife’s vagina. “That’s incredible,” he said, with a tone almost of awe in his voice. Thanks, bro.” He sidled up to Heidi, taking her in his arms. “Maybe. . .” he said. “Hopefully. . . Do you think so?”
“I hope so,” Heidi replied. With a giggle, she cupped a hand over her sopping-wet pussy, so full of my cum. “Swim, little swimmers!”
For a long while, the four of us lay on the bed, sexually spent, but deeply satisfied, pondering the import of what we’d just done. There was no way of knowing for sure whether or not Heidi was pregnant, for at least a couple weeks. But I was almost hoping she wasn’t, if it meant we could have more times like this.
Once I’d caught my breath, I sidled up to Tracey and took her in my arms, kissing her and fondling her large, familiar breasts, while she purred happily at my attentions. I laid her flat on the bed, then crawled between her legs, to eat her pussy. I’m a pretty insatiable pussy-eater; I LOVE to eat pussy. I had greatly enjoyed eating Heidi before, and now I wanted to taste my wife and get her off orally, and enjoy her response alongside Heidi’s.
Tracey loves getting her pussy eaten (fortunately for both of us!), and she was quickly squirming in delight as I licked and sucked her cunt-lips and her clit. Before long, I could taste the starchy/salty tang of Jeff’s cum as it oozed out of her while I ate her.
“My god,” I heard Heidi whisper to Jeff, “he’s eating your cum out of her.”
“Not that he needs to, or anything,” Jeff joked, and the two of them shared a wry chuckle at his expense.
Soon, Tracey was raising her hips off the bed, and squeezing my head with her thighs, making it difficult to keep my mouth on her cunt. But I did my best, and soon Tracey was groaning in orgasmic bliss.
Eating Tracey, and making her come, were incredibly arousing, and by the time she came, I was hard again. Recalling our old foursomes, I crawled up on Tracey and prepared to sink my cock into her, but she emphatically stopped me. “No!” she insisted. “This weekend, all your cum is for Heidi. You can fuck me after we get back home.”
“But,” she wisecracked, “if Heidi’s ready to take you again, your erection will not have arisen in vain.”
“You may fire when ready,” Heidi giggled, spreading her legs wide in tacit welcome of another onslaught from my hard cock.
This time, Heidi reclined on some pillows in a semi-sitting position. Jeff sat behind her, cupping her tits in his hands and nuzzling her neck, as I took my position between her legs. Placing my cockhead against her slit, this time I sank all the way into her in a single quick stroke, and soon we were banging away again.
With one hand, Heidi stroked my neck and shoulders as I pumped in and out of her; with the other, she stroked Jeff’s cock, which was stiffly erect and grinding against her hip. Jeff’s eyes were riveted to her cunt, and my cock driving in and out of her depths.
Tracey sat just off to the side of the three of us, diddling her own clit while she watched me fucking her best friend.
It being my second fuck of the night, my orgasm was slower in arriving, but eventually, I felt the familiar tingling in my cock and balls. As my breathing grew ragged, Jeff slipped out from behind Heidi, and presented his rigid cock for her to suck on, and he and I ended up coming virtually simultaneously — Jeff in her mouth, and me in her pussy. And Tracey came on her own fingers, along with us.
“That was nice,” Heidi said, looking into her husband’s eyes as she swallowed the last of his cum. “It was like you were part of it with us. Did you like it?”
“I loved it!” Jeff enthused. “I was watching his cock going in and out of you while he fucked you! It was incredible!”
Heidi purred happily, and soon the four of us were asleep on waves of erotic bliss.
The following morning, I was the first one awake, with Tracey on one side of me, near the edge of the bed, and Heidi on the other, in the middle of the bed, next to Jeff. Figuring that it was my duty, I rolled against Heidi and began gently cupping and kneading her breasts. Before long, she came drowsily awake.
“Good morning,” she drawled.
“Good morning yourself,” I answered. “You think you’ve got another fuck left in you?”
“Oh,” she replied, “most definitely! Do you?”
I pointed down at a delightful case of Morning Wood, arising from my loins. “Duty calls,” I smirked.
“Whatever you got, it’s mine, so let’s get crackin’.”
She pulled me on top of herself. I might have preferred to have her ride me this time, but she was really fixated on keeping all my sperm pooled inside her, as much as possible, for as long as possible. Once again, I slid my meat into Heidi’s dimly-familiar, warm, snug hole, and soon I was happily sliding in and out of her silky sheath once more.
Our movements quickly awakened Jeff and Tracey. Jeff got out of bed and shuffled down the hall to empty his bladder. When he returned, he climbed into bed next to Tracey.
“Man,” he said, in mock-exasperation, “Some folks are just so duty-bound. Don’t you wish they’d relax?”
“I know,” Tracey joshed. “What are we, chopped liver?”
“I dunno,” Jeff replied, “but I’ve got some meat here that could use some attention.”
Quickly, Tracey was back on top of Jeff, riding his cock again, while Heidi and I fucked happily away next to them. In short order, Heidi and I were again swirling through another round of orgasms, and my third load of the weekend went surging into her, while she purred appreciatively. Moments later, Jeff and Tracey joined us in orgasm.
That afternoon, we all got dressed, and Tracey and I prepared to retrieve our kids and return home.
“Thanks,” Jeff said. “Thanks A TON. You have no idea what it means to us that you’re willing to help us conceive.” Heidi nodded her agreement.
“Maybe we do, just a little. Maybe. A little. You’ll let us know how it turns out? I mean, it’d be just awful if we had to go through this again, right?”
Heidi laughed. “You’ll be the first to know.”
*****
We figured that no news was good news; or at least, that we’d hear sooner about Heidi not being pregnant, than we would if she was. So when the phone rang a couple weeks later, with Heidi on the other end, we figured the news wasn’t good.
“I started my period this morning,” Heidi told us, sounding near to tears. The abject discouragement in her voice was palpable.
Tracey had to employ all her highest powers of persuasion just to get Heidi out of her dumps. “Heck, we’ve got three kids,” she said at one point, “and one of ’em, we were trying for six months before it ‘took’. So, one month is no big deal. You’ve just got to be patient, and not get discouraged. OK?”
Apparently, Heidi agreed, and quickly the topic changed to our next ‘insemination session’. Once again, Tracey cut me off a few days before ovulation was predicted, and when Heidi got a rise in her morning temperature, the wheels went into motion again — the kids went to Grandma’s, and Tracey and I cleared out two days to be with Heidi and Jeff. This time, Ovulation Day was a Tuesday, so I ended up taking that afternoon and all day Wednesday, off work so I could fuck Heidi again. Sometimes, you just have to make sacrifices, you know?
It took a little longer this time, to get into an ‘erotic’ mood, with feelings of ‘failure’ lingering from the previous session. But soon enough, the four of us got into the swing of things.
In fact, things took a ‘kinky’ turn almost from the start. Once we were all naked, Jeff produced a bottle of lubricant, and began coating his cock with it, as he sat on the couch. His rigid cock pointed straight up at the ceiling, glistening with the slippery lube. Tracey and I watched with questioning looks.
Heidi giggled. “Jeff and I talked about this the other day. We’ve been wanting to try it. Let us know if you like it, OK?”
We were still confused by Jeff and Heidi’s cryptic words, until Heidi stood between Jeff’s legs, facing away from him, and slowly sat down. Apparently, she wanted to fuck Jeff before she fucked me. Fine with me, I thought. She still gets my whole load, whether or not there’s any of Jeff’s mixed in.
But, on second glance, I saw that Jeff didn’t have his cock in her vagina — it was in her ass. Her furry pussy was still open and available for occupancy by a stiff cock, and mine was the only other one available. She wanted to be double-penetrated by her husband and me!
It made sense — Jeff could be even more intimately involved in his wife’s insemination than last month, when he came in Heidi’s mouth. I’d always been intrigued by the idea of a DP, and here it was, ready to happen!
I looked at Tracey, who seemed to be relegated to ‘fifth-wheel’ status again, but she just shrugged. She flopped into an overstuffed chair that provided her a good angle for viewing the proceedings on the couch, and commenced playing with herself.
Jeff had one arm around Heidi’s waist, holding her in place on his lap; with the other, he caressed her breasts. I knelt between Heidi’s spread legs. Gripping my stiff cock in my hand, I held it against her open pussy. I pressed just the head between her cunt-lips, and then slowly wriggled it into her, an inch at a time. I could feel the shaft of Jeff’s cock through the layers of tissue between her vagina and her intestine. It was intensely erotic in a completely unique way. Once I was all the way inside her, I spent a few minutes just moving around, taking stock of the different sensations from having Jeff’s cock so close at hand, in an adjacent hole.
I finally decided that the new sensations were altogether interesting, and I began to thrust in and out of her, cautiously at first, but once I’d become acclimated to the odd sexual geometry, and the unusual sensations, I gave myself over to it. Soon I was eagerly thrusting in and out of her, just like I would normally. Jeff wasn’t real active; he seemed mostly content to have his own cock buried in his wife’s ass, felling my cock sliding along his, in and out of his wife, through the flexible wall of her tissue. When I was ready to come, though, both Jeff and Heidi became very excited, and began to move more vigorously. When I finally came, shooting my seed into Heidi’s cunt again, Jeff groaned, and I could feel his cock pulsating as he shot his load into his wife’s bowel.
Both Jeff and I withdrew our softening cocks from inside Heidi. Jeff cleaned himself off thoroughly, and joined Tracey on another couch. Tracey leaned back, spreading her legs wide, while Jeff knelt between them to lick her pussy. Tracey draped her legs over his shoulders, closed her eyes and purred happily as his tongue sent waves of pleasure radiating out from her center.
Heidi laid on the couch, her head on my naked lap, waiting for my semen to settle into her womb. After a while, she turned her head sideways and began to suck my cock, and soon I was hard again. Heidi remained in a reclined position on the couch, and pulled me over, on top of herself. Once more, I pumped my cock in and out of my wife’s best friend, enjoying the delights of my ‘second partner’s’ body, which I had once known so well, and was enjoying getting re-acquainted with.
“Thank you, Ron,” Heidi whispered to me. “Thank you for loving me enough to give me your sperm.”
“Mmmmmm,” I purred in reply. “It’s my pleasure.”
“I bet it is,” she rejoined, giggling at her own cleverness.
Soon, I was pumping into her purposefully, and sending my second load of the night rushing toward her core.
“Please God,” Heidi prayed, quietly, under her breath, “Let us have a baby.”
We all fell into bed, exhausted. I awoke in the morning, to the movements of Jeff and Heidi fucking in the bed next to me. I rolled over to Tracey, and began to wriggle my morning wood into her, but she pushed me insistently away.
“Ah-ah-ah!” she chided me, to my mild annoyance. “That’s Heidi’s cock for these two days. I don’t mean to be a jerk, but we’re not just here for ourselves.”
“Right; sorry, I forgot.”
“I know. It’s not like I don’t want you inside me.”
So Tracey and I laid aside and watched as Jeff happily fucked his wife, his long cock sliding eagerly in and out of her, until, with a groan, he shot into her, drawing a moan of pleasure from her as he did. Almost immediately, he rolled off her, touching my arm as he did.
“You’re it!” he chuckled, and I quickly took his place between his wife’s legs.
I have always been the least bit envious of female sexuality, for the way that they don’t need a long recovery between orgasms — if they’re like my wife Tracey — and evidently, Heidi — they can virtually string orgasm after orgasm together, for as long as they like.
So, when I slid my cock into Heidi, she hadn’t come very far down from her orgasmic peak with Jeff, and in short order, she was having another orgasm on my cock. I was nowhere near ready to come, though, so I simply continued to slide my cock in and out of her, and let her come whenever she wanted to. I didn’t work very hard at keeping count of her orgasms, but I’m pretty sure it was on the order of ten or twelve, before she exhaustedly urged me to come inside her, pulling on my ass-cheeks to drive me into herself. Finally, I surrendered myself to my orgasm, and sent one last load into her with a happy, satisfied groan.
*****
Once again, the four of us were on Pregnancy Watch, earnestly hoping that we wouldn’t be frustrated again. Two weeks passed, and then three. We were getting excited now — Heidi’s period was definitely overdue. When she finally bought a pregnancy test, and it registered ‘positive’, all four of us were jumping up and down for joy (even if we had a tiny twinge of melancholy that our foursomes were headed back into mothballs).
For the next nine months, we watched as Heidi went through morning sickness, then watched her belly get round, and progressively bigger. We rejoiced as she began to feel the baby’s movements within herself, and then WE could feel the baby kicking.
As the days got closer and closer to her due date, though, a certain apprehension started to set in. I began to hope that the baby came out looking like Heidi. I didn’t want it to look like me; that would seem like rubbing Jeff’s face in his own low sperm count. I wanted him to have the rich joy of fatherhood, without being constantly confronted with the evidence that MY sperm were the ones that had impregnated his wife. And I could feel Jeff beginning to withdraw from me, ever-so-slightly, as similar thoughts occurred to his mind.
At last, the day came — Heidi was having regular contractions, close together. Her baby was ready to be born. All four of us went to the hospital; we all regarded this, in one way or another, as ‘our’ baby. Tracey was Heidi’s ‘labor coach’, but Jeff and I were both in the room. As Heidi’s labor progressed, the contractions became more and more intense, and soon the birth was imminent. The baby’s head was beginning to crown. Jeff couldn’t bear to look. I leaned over to get a peek. I did a double-take. Could it be? Was it really possible?
Another push, and the little one was out. I’ve always gotten a bit of a perverse chuckle from the way that, whenever a baby is born, the first thing anyone does, is look between the legs to check out the genitals.
“It’s a GIRL!” cried everyone in the room, except Jeff, who was just convincing himself to have a look at his child, even if it wasn’t ‘really’ his.
“Oh!” cried Heidi, “She’s perfect!”
Tracey’s eyes welled with tears, and I was struggling to keep from tearing up myself. The doctor handed Jeff the scissors to cut the umbilical cord, and when it was cut, she handed the baby to the proud papa.
A beautiful little girl. A beautiful little red-haired girl. With a splash of freckles across the bridge of her tiny nose. Just like her daddy.
Just like Jeff.
*****
None of the medical people could explain it. The old test results were checked and re-checked and double-checked, and they all confirmed that Jeff had a low sperm count. But, one way or another, there was no doubting that it was one of his ‘swimmers’ that had made little Gina. Perhaps the sexual excitement of our ‘Insemination Days’ had rendered his balls more productive? Perhaps he and Heidi could release some stress, when they had a ‘plan’? Who could say?
A few months later, though, Jeff went back for more tests, and the new tests indicated that, whatever might have been the case a year earlier, Jeff’s sperm count was perfectly normal, and he could expect to beget as many children as he and Heidi could handle. It bordered on the miraculous.
It was wonderful news. Except, when Tracey heard of it, she suddenly got dizzy, and had to grab her head, and sit down. “So. . . when we were all fucking each other silly, trying to get Heidi pregnant. . . he WASN’T shooting blanks. . .”