Chapter 1

Chelsea, our regular babysitter for the last five years had recently left for college but recommended her younger sister, Angela, for the job. Chelsea told us that Angela had graduated high school a year early with honors but was taking a year off before she went to college on a full academic scholarship and would welcome the income, and she also loved kids.

So, about a week ago, my wife Janice arranged for Angela to watch our five-year-old son for a couple of hours so that we could go out for a late dinner. I heard a light knock on the door and looked at my watch. She was almost an hour early and I didn’t even have a shirt or shoes on yet.

As soon as I answered the door, I knew I was in trouble. My cock agreed with me when he twitched in greeting. I’d never seen a seventeen-year-old girl (woman) look so sultry. She had long, thick, brown hair and soft, pink lips that begged to be kissed. But it was her big, brown bedroom eyes that captivated me. When she looked up at me and swept her thick, gorgeous hair to the side, it was like my life flashed before my eyes. But instead of my life, it was rapid-fire visions of me with Angela. Me fucking her against the wall, me on top of her pounding into her, me cumming down her throat as I held her head. Then the visions quickly turned to us holding hands, her belly big with my baby, then in labor, and finally her breastfeeding our baby.

“Mr. Turner?” a voice asked, startling me. I shook my head to clear my mind as my heart thumped wildly in my chest. Angela looked up at me with a knowing smile. “Are you okay?”

“Um, yes, sorry, Angela. Please call me John,” I said and opened the door wider for her to come in. As she walked by me, her hand brushed across my crotch and it was then I realized that I had a raging hard-on and my erection was bulging in my slacks. There was really no hiding it since I was going commando, and I wondered if her touch was deliberate. I followed her into the living room and we both sat on the couch less than a foot apart.

“So, dinner with the wife while I watch your son?” she asked as she tilted her head at me. I stared at her perky breasts (quickly imagining them full of milk), with her hard nipples visible through her dark tank top. My eyes roamed down to her trim waist, flat tummy, her mini skirt, and finally her long, tan, smooth legs. When I finally managed to pull my gaze back up, she was studying me with a slight smile on her lips.

“Yeah, Bobby’s five and upstairs asleep already. My wife is getting ready and I should maybe…no, probably, uh, go upstairs and check on her,” I told her a little nervously and stood. We both looked at the tent in my pants and I shrugged as I moved my hand in front of my erection. “Um, sorry. Happens sometimes, you know?”

“I don’t mind at all, John. As a matter of fact, I’m honored.”

“You are?”

“Mmm-hmm, assuming that’s because of me,” she said, looking seductively up at me through her long eyelashes.

“Oh, it is,” I replied softly, and blinked. I felt like someone else had taken over my body and I was helpless to do anything about it. “It’s all you…”

She leaned forward, moved my hand out of the way, and pulled my zipper down. I, of course, did absolutely nothing to stop her. Instead, without any hesitation, I unfastened my belt along with the button on my slacks. I reached in and pulling out my cock, I offered it to her, then watched as her mouth slowly opened and her lips closed over my cock head. Her tongue swirled around my tip making my knees weak, and I struggled to keep my eyes open.

I pulled her hair off her face and fisted it in a ponytail as I watched her sucking my cock. When she tried to take more of me down her throat and gagged, I felt a surge of pre-cum ooze out. She lapped it up and tried to deep-throat me again and gagged. If she kept that up for much longer, I was going to cum down her throat and I didn’t want it to be over so soon. I pulled out of her mouth.

“Angela,” I said softly as I took her hands and pulled her up off the couch and into my arms. “I’m going to kiss you,” I told her, losing myself in her chocolate brown eyes.

“I want you, John,” she whispered.

I bent my head and brushed my lips across hers. Her hands landed on my shoulders as I deepened the kiss. My tongue gently pushed between her lips and she moaned as it slid over hers. The kiss grew more intense as our tongues teased and danced, and I felt I might die if I didn’t get inside her soon.

My hands slid down to her ass. I pulled her into me, and her legs wrapped around my waist as we feverishly kissed. Before my brain even registered what I was doing, I’d already carried her to the downstairs guest room. I pushed the door quietly shut with my foot then walked to the bed, hoping my wife was still busy getting ready, but not concerned enough to stop what I was about to do.

I crawled to the middle of the bed with Angela clinging to me, me still in my pants and her still fully dressed. I continued to kiss her as I braced myself on my left forearm, pulled her panties to the side, and flexed my hips to slide my crown up and down her slit. She was dripping wet. I positioned my cock at her entrance and slowly pressed into her. She gasped into my mouth as I steadily pushed until I was balls-deep in her tight, little pussy.

I broke the kiss a minute later to lick and suck down her jaw, then to her neck while I let her adjust to my size. I couldn’t believe how tight she was. I pulled her tank top up and my lips settled on her little nipple and I gently sucked. Again, I imagined her breasts full of milk, and my cock twitched inside her. I began to suckle harder, incredibly turned on by the thought of breeding her, and pulled my cock out only an inch before pushing back in. My strokes were short and slow, but deep. Her nails dug sharply into my back, stinging, and feeding my insane desire for her. I could feel the tip of my cock pressing against something spongy, and I knew that had to be her cervix.

She moaned, then tensed up, her pussy squeezing my cock, and I knew she was beginning to climax. And right then, the strangest thing happened. When I pressed up against her cervix again, it softened and gave way. My balls pulled up and I pushed in as deep as I could go, then felt my semen gushing through my cock directly into her womb. I held myself still through each pulse and jet as her pussy milked me for every drop.

And while my balls emptied, I kissed her passionately, determined to keep my cock wedged in her pussy. I gave her butterfly kisses all over her face before I moved back to her lips, sliding my tongue into her mouth again. I don’t know how long we kissed, but eventually, I felt myself hardening once more. That had never happened to me and I sure as hell wasn’t going to let the opportunity pass me by. I reached down and tore her flimsy panties off and tossed them onto the floor.

I began slowly thrusting in and out, this time with much longer strokes. I pulled my head back and our eyes locked on each other. I wanted to watch her cum this time, and I didn’t have long to wait. It was only a few minutes later when she sucked in a deep breath and her eyelids fluttered. I could feel her pussy convulsing around my cock, and it took an extraordinary amount of restraint to not cum with her.

I continued thrusting steadily, my eyes never leaving hers. It wasn’t until she came a third time that I let go and filled her pussy with my seed for a second time. I lost track of how long we’d been making love and did not even think about my wife being in the house where she could catch us any minute.

This time, my cock softened completely and slipped out of her. I kissed her for several minutes then rolled to my back. I pulled her to me and as she rested her head on my chest, I ran my fingertips up and down her arm and back.

“That was incredible, Angela. How do you feel?” I asked her as I kissed the top of her head.

“I feel happy. And really sore,” she said with a giggle.    

“Sore?” I asked, wondering if I’d been rough without realizing it. As I looked down at her, she looked back at me with those big brown eyes, and I was stunned that I’d just had what felt like the best sex of my life with this young woman. My eyes wandered down her body and it was then that I noticed streaks of red on the white bedspread. I squinted, then my eyes widened when I realized what I was seeing.

“You were a virgin, Angela? Oh, god. Why didn’t you tell me?”

Her fingers gripped my jaw so that I couldn’t turn away in shame.

“I thought you might not want me if you knew,” she replied softly.

“How could I not want you? I’ll always want you,” I said, not knowing where that came from, but knowing it was the truth. I kissed her softly, then walked to the guest bathroom. I quickly cleaned my cock then climbed back in bed with a warm, wet washcloth and lovingly cleaned her. I dropped the cloth onto the floor and pulled Angela into my arms. I kissed her forehead, intending to get up, but my eyelids were heavy, and I couldn’t help but close them for just a minute.

Chapter 2

I awoke to Janice yelling for me from upstairs. I glanced at the clock and it had been more than an hour since I’d let Angela in. Slightly panicked, I turned to my right and Angela was standing next to the bed, fully clothed, and putting on her sandals. When she bent over, I saw her panties were missing, then I remembered I’d torn them off of her.

“Better hurry,” she said, grinning at me. “Your wife is calling you.”

I cursed and jumped out of bed to pull my pants on. I was still fastening my pants as I ran out of the guestroom and up the stairs to the bedroom at the end of the hall.

“What happened to your hair?” Janice asked as I entered.

“I feel asleep on the couch,” I responded, brushing my fingers through my hair as I secretly congratulated myself for my quick thinking. My eyes took in her short, sexy black cocktail dress she wore with high-heeled sandals. Her hair was pulled up into an elaborate style that showcased her long, elegant neck and I had to admit that my wife was very attractive, and my cock hardened. “You look beautiful, babe.”

“Thanks, babe. Can you zip me?” she asked, smiling, as she took a step forward, then turned her back to me. I pulled her zipper up, then lowered my hands to her hips as I kissed her neck, Angela somehow all but forgotten. I slipped my right hand under her dress and slid it around to her mound. “Naughty girl, not wearing panties,” I whispered against her neck. I slid my middle finger between her folds and found her wet.

“John, we don’t have time. The babysitter will be here any minute,” she said softly.

“Oh, Angela’s already downstairs!” I exclaimed softly, suddenly remembering what I’d so recently done with the babysitter (or to the babysitter). But instead of remorse, I found I was even more aroused by the thought of fucking my wife after I’d recently fucked Angela. I pushed my finger deep into her pussy as I pressed my erection against her ass. “We have time. Besides,” I added. “I bet you like knowing she can hear us.” She moaned when I wiggled my finger and I took that as agreement. My wife was kinky and liked me to fuck her when Chelsea would hear us. We always hoped she would spy on us and maybe join in, but she never did.

I pulled my finger out and gently guided her to the dresser, where I bent her over and pushed her dress up over her hips. Our eyes met in the mirror as I positioned my cock at her entrance and slowly penetrated her.

“Don’t cum in me,” she said softly. “I missed a couple of pills this month.”

“But we talked about another baby,” I replied and gently moved in and out of her as I gripped her hips.

“I know, babe, but we also talked about a surrogate. I’ve got too much…”

“Yeah, I know,” I interrupted. “Too much travel and work to take time off for a pregnancy right now.” I sighed. But then I remembered Angela and a plan quickly formed in my head.

I leaned over and bit Janice’s neck hard before I pulled almost all the way out, then plunged back in, causing the dresser to bump into the wall loudly.

“Oh, god, John,” she moaned, and I sped up, glad our kid slept like the dead. I pulled her upright so that we were both standing. I wrapped my left arm tightly around her waist and moved my right hand between her legs.

“Tell me,” I demanded, slowly moving my fingers to her folds. “Tell me!” I repeated loudly when she didn’t answer and stilled my hand.

“I want…” she started just before I slammed into her, lifting her to her toes. “I want Angela to see you fuck me.”

“What else?” I fingered her as I fucked her.

“I want a threesome with her!”

“Do you want to taste her?” I asked just before I put my pussy-covered finger to her lips.

“Yes,” she moaned, then sucked my finger clean. I dropped my hand and started fingering her again. “I’m close, John.”

I caught movement out of the corner of my eye and turned my head to see Angela leaning against the doorframe with skirt hiked up and her hand between her legs. I grinned at her and she grinned back. I quickly glanced at the reflection in the mirror and Janice’s eyes were closed as she concentrated on her impending orgasm. I looked back at Angela.

“I want to taste her with you, babe,” I said, not taking my eyes off Angela. “But I want more. I want to fuck her. I want to breed her. I want to give her my baby.” At that, Janice threw her head back and groaned and I felt her pussy throbbing around my shaft as she climaxed.

I held my hand out to Angela and she walked slowly over. When she got close enough, I gripped her jaw and pulled her mouth to mine and slid my tongue in immediately. I heard Janice gasp, then felt her try to push back against me to dislodge herself, but she was firmly wedged between me and the dresser. I gave her a few thrusts as I kissed Angela, just to let her know who was in charge.

“John, what are you doing?” she asked me over her shoulder, her teeth clenched. I broke the kiss and let my hand fall to Angela’s hip possessively. “I thought that was just a fantasy.”

“Not anymore, babe. I’m cummin’ in one of you and if you don’t want to risk getting pregnant, then I’m depositing my seed in Angela.” I withdrew my cock halfway out of her. “What’s it going to be, babe?” I asked my wife as I tugged Angela tight against my side and thrust back into Janice.

“I don’t want to get pregnant,” Janice said softly. I kissed her for a few moments before pulling my head back.

“I love you, babe,” I told her, and she nodded.

“I love you, too, John. But I don’t know if I’m ready to watch you fuck another woman.”

“Do you want me to stop?” I asked and she shook her head. But her pussy clenched around my erection and I knew she was turned on by the idea, even if she didn’t admit it.

“No, go for it, John. If I can’t take it, I’ll just go downstairs.”

I smiled at her, then kissed her cheek.

I slowly pulled out of Janice and drew Angela to me.

“I want you, Angela. Do you want me?”

In response, she wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled my head down for a kiss. I slid my tongue into her mouth, and we kissed passionately. I tugged her skirt down over her hips and she wiggled out of it as she moaned into my mouth.

I turned and gripped her hips so that she turned with me, then I backed her up until we bumped into the mattress. I pushed her onto the bed and crawled between her legs. As I pushed her thighs apart and admired her puffy, swollen, and tender pussy, I heard the bedroom door shut and knew that my wife had just left the room. I barely gave it any thought, though, and instead collapsed onto Angela, then drove my cock into her, and began thrusting. We’d made love in the guest room, but this was pure primal fucking.

Her nails bit into the back of my neck and shoulders, but she still took me without complaint. With her pussy all swollen, she was even tighter, and I was having a difficult time not shooting.

“God, it’s so hot doing this in your bed,” she moaned and met every thrust.

For someone who was a virgin less than two hours before, she seemed experienced and confident now. Deciding that she could take it a little rougher, I pulled out and flipped her onto her hands and knees. I gripped her hips and plunged my cock back into her. I rutted into her and when told me she was cumming, I drove my cock in as deep as I could and pressing against her cervix, I came hard.

I collapsed onto Angela’s back and she, in turn, collapsed onto the bed. I pushed myself up and straddled her thighs, my cock still lodged in her pussy. I pulled her ass cheeks apart with my thumbs and eyed her little tight puckered hole. I pressed my thumb against it until it gave just a little and pushed in about half an inch. Angela squealed and squeezed her cheeks together, trying to keep me from going further. My now almost flaccid cock slipped out of her when she clenched her anus.

“Oh, baby, I’m going to take your ass one day soon,” I chuckled. “But don’t worry, it won’t be today.” I scooted down until my face was directly over her ass. I spread her cheeks again, bent my head, and licked her asshole until she was squirming and moaning. Then I moved down to her pussy and licked her clean. With a quick raspberry on her right ass cheek that made her giggle, I crawled up next to her and held her until we fell asleep.   

Chapter 3

I awoke to moaning. I opened my eyes and turned to see Angela on her back, naked, fisting the sheets and moaning. Groggy and thinking she was having an erotic dream, I didn’t wake her and instead, I let my gaze wander lazily down her perfect body as my cock hardened. Then my eyes widened in shock and my heart almost beat out of my chest with the sight. I blinked.

“Janice?” I asked, and my wife lifted her head from between Angela’s thighs and grinned. Her face was wet with Angela’s juices and she was naked.

“Hello, John. Angela’s going to be our nanny.”

“Nanny?” I repeated.

“Mmm-hmm. That’s how we’re going to refer to her in public so that we keep our relationship private. Angela and I talked while you were sleeping and she’s moving in with us to be our third and help take care of Bobby. And if she happens to get pregnant, well, you’ll have the baby you wanted without my having to get pregnant,” Janice announced, then dived back into Angela’s pussy.

I looked at Angela to see her smiling at me. I reached over and tucked her hair behind her ear to get it off her face.

“And how do you feel about this, baby?” I asked her.

“I’m excited, I want this,” she responded breathlessly.

“You do?” I asked, confused at how quickly everything I wanted was happening. It just didn’t seem possible.

“Yesssssss…Chelsea said this would happen. Oh god, I’m gonna cum,” she panted.

“Chelsea? What the….” was all I got out before she grabbed my hair and pulled me to her.

“Kiss me!” she demanded, and like I was under a spell, I obeyed and kissed her hard and deep. Our tongues danced as she grunted through her climax, my questions temporarily forgotten.

I stopped the kiss to look down at Janice, still hungrily eating Angela out, and I knew Angela would be cumming again shortly. My wife had a magic tongue that I knew all too well.

I rolled off the bed, stood behind Janice, watching her ass wiggling in the air as she pleasured Angela. I climbed on the bed, crouched close behind her, and spread her legs apart with my knees as I pointed my cock at her bald pussy. It looked so inviting, her lips clenching and dripping wet. I plunged my shaft all the way inside her in one stroke. Her pussy wasn’t nearly as tight as Angela’s, but it was tight enough for my big cock to still have to stretch her open. Her body tensed as I gripped her hips and began to fuck her.

“I’ll pull out,” I told her, and she visibly relaxed. I was thinking I’d either shoot all over her ass or maybe nudge her out of the way so I could cum in Angela.

I dug my fingers into her hips as I started to pound into her doggie-style. In and out, faster and faster, I went, chasing my release. Angela screamed as she came again, then Janice lifted her head and pushed her ass back at me. I hunched over her for several strokes, then grabbed her shoulders to raise her into a sitting position on her knees. I wrapped my arms tightly around her to hold her in place as I fucked her. I felt her walls swell and tighten around my cock as she orgasmed, and my balls pulled up. I was on the verge of shooting when she suddenly came again. I was about to pull out, but it was too late. Her pussy sucked my cock in deep and I instinctively held her tightly as I emptied my balls into her fertile womb.

When Janice looked at me over her shoulder, I expected her to be angry, but she smiled.

“I’m sorry,” I whispered but I didn’t pull out.

“It’s okay,” she replied softly. “Whatever happens, happens, and I do love it when you cum inside me.”

“I love you, babe,” I told her, then leaned in and kissed her deeply until we heard a throat clearing. Janice turned back around, and Angela was on her knees in front of her. As if choreographed in advance, they both leaned in and began kissing. My cock twitched inside my wife, trying to come to life, as I watched them. Then I cleared my throat to get their attention.

“Uh-hmm.” They broke apart and Angela reached for me, but I shook my head. “Not yet, baby. You owe us an explanation. What did you mean, Chelsea said this would happen? Did you plan this?” I asked Angela as I kept my arms wrapped around my wife.

Angela sat back on her heels and glanced at each of us before looking down and speaking.

“Chelsea told me how y’all were always having sex when she was here, like you wanted her to see you and maybe even do it with you,” she said and looked up at me sheepishly.

“That’s true. We did it purposely. And I, for one, always hoped she’d join in,” I confirmed.

“Well, a few times, Chelsea texted me and I came over and we watched you, and then I snuck back out before you saw me,” she said, and my cock began to swell inside Janice, who acknowledged it by squeezing my thigh with her hand.

“Did you like what you saw?” Janice asked her and Angela grinned.

“Oh, yes! You’re both so hot and sexy and I wanted to lose my virginity to John. Chelsea told me to seduce him and that he wouldn’t be able to resist me.”

I coughed and was about to protest, but Janice interrupted.

“Don’t deny it, John,” she said to me. “The proof is in the pudding. Or Angela’s pussy, I should say. And I should know. I just ate your load out of her.” I shook my head, blushing, but still really turned on.

“And what about getting pregnant, Angela? Was that part of the plan?” Janice asked her.

“Oh, no, not at first. But after talking with you, I realized I’d love to have a baby with both of you, you know, if it happened, and be a family together,” Angela responded. “And I can still get my degree,” she quickly added. “I can take online classes if I need to…” she said, trailing off.

“Come here, baby,” I said, as I pulled out of Janice and reached for Angela. “We’d love for you to be a part of our family and I want to give you a baby,” I told her and kissed her nose, then my stomach growled. “But first, I need food. We missed dinner last night and Bobby will be up soon and ready to eat.”

We all scrambled off the bed to get dressed.

“I’ll get Bobby,” Angela announced and skipped out of the room. I wrapped my arms around my wife and kissed her forehead.

“You sure you’re good with this?” I asked her.

“I am. Angela and I had a good talk this morning. I think this is going to be good for all of us.”

“Me, too. I loved watching you eat her out. Turned me on so fuckin’ much.”

“I know and she’ll be returning the favor shortly.”

“Fuck me…” I moaned.

“Later, babe. Breakfast first,” she quipped and took off after Angela. Damn, this was going to be a great day. No, a great life!

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