Anniversary Gift

Jameson kicked off his shoes and dropped his briefcase to the ground with a heavy sigh, tired after a long day's work in his office, happy to have the weekend ahead of him. The orca hung his coat and picked up a bundle of flowers that he'd bought on the way home before stepping deeper into the house, most of the lights dimmed down and the delicious scent of a home cooked dinner lingering in the air. He peeked into the kitchen to see his wife, Hannah, sitting at the table with a glass of wine in her hands, a soft smile inviting him in as she sipped her drink and stood up, wrapping her arms around the man before kissing him, 
"Welcome home~!" 
Jameson had expected the orca to want to celebrate their 20th anniversary in some way, but he hadn't expected her to go quite that far, Hannah having kept her preparations for her celebration completely hidden from him, slaving away on the stove for hours after he had left for work that day. After so many years of marriage, he'd be lying if he said that the pair's relationship hadn't lost some of the glitter and glamour that it used to have, most of their daily interactions turning into routine. 
He leaned into the kiss and gave his wife a little tongue, finally pulling back after a few seconds, 
"I'm sorry honey, I didn't know you wanted to make this into a whole thing, I would've gotten you more than just a few flowers if I knew th-" 
She shut him up with a gentle squeeze to his crotch, smirking while grabbing the flowers from his hands, 
"This'll do just fine, I don't need any other gifts~" 
She slipped the flowers into a vase, nodding for her husband to sit down as she pulled the main course from the oven, a few candles and a romantic CD on the stereo setting the mood for their dinner. He couldn't help but to stare at her flank as she was bent over, grinning and pouring himself a glass of the wine she had been enjoying, filling her glass at the same time. 

The two orcas dined and drank, both getting just slightly tipsy before quickly moving their celebrations upstairs, leaning on each other as they sauntered into their bedroom, unable to keep their hands off of one another. Jameson gently pushed his wife onto the bed, pulling off his shirt and dropping his pants as she ripped her clothes off in a hurry, slipping her jeans off to reveal the crotchless panties she was wearing underneath. Hannah was spread eagle on the bed with a slight blush on her cheeks, her eyes ordering the man to give it to her without her needing to even say a word, her pussy lips puckered up and begging to be stuffed. Kicking off his boxers, Jameson crawled up on top of her, his shaft as hard as diamonds as he grabbed her muzzle and kissed her, his cock grinding against her belly and legs, gliding over her soft and smooth skin. He pushed a hand up against her tits, gently squeezing and playing with her nipples as she moaned into his maw, her legs wrapped around his waist, humping against him to get his member where it needed to go. Jameson shoved his cock between her voluptuous thighs, the heat of her slit guiding him inside of her, both gasping quietly as his girth pulled her pussy lips open. Neither of the orcas bothered about him needing to use a condom, as he had learned rather early on during their marriage that he was for all intents and purposes sterile, his sperm count low enough to make it statistically impossible for his wife to be impregnated by him. He thrust into her, the bed thumping against the wall as she moaned in bliss, nuzzling his neck as he grunted softly. Hannah wailed in pleasure with every lunge, squeezing him harder and rocking her hips to get him deeper in her, the woman's cunt flowing like a fountain, her lacey black panties completely soaked through. With one final push, the man hilted her and lost control, his jaw quivering as he let out a breathless moan, his blank load squeezing into her body, filling her up just as well even if it lacked potency. A surge of ecstacy rocked Hannah as she felt every single shot of seed deep in her womb, her satisfied face flushed red. 

Jameson spent a couple of seconds huffing and puffing on top of his wife, his tail whacking against the bed whenever her tunnel clenched around his dick, before finally pulling out and rolling off of her, flopping down next to the woman on his back. The two kissed, Hannah stroking and fondling his shaft as it slowly softened and pulled back into his genital slit, a few globs of his cum spilling out from her pussy, rolling down over her tailhole before seeping into the bedsheets. Both orcas scootched up to their pillows, Hannah pulling her blanket over for them to nestle under, her loving eyes staring up at him with adoration as she whispered,
"Happy anniversary, honey~" 
Jameson kissed her on the forehead, gently stroking her side and belly as he smiled, 
"Happy anniversary to you too. And I promise I'll do the dishes, as an extra gift just for you." 
The two laughed, Hannah reaching over to her nightstand, fumbling around for a second before grabbing the TV remote and clicking on the television that was mounted opposite the bed, intending for the pair to spend the last handful of hours of the day just relaxing in bed together, leaning her head against her husband's chest and sighing happily. Only a few minutes later, Jameson's phone buzzed with a text message, followed by two additional ones in quick succession, his eyes immediately shooting over to his discarded pants. He grabbed the leg of the pair, pulling them over until he could reach into his pocket, rummaging until he managed to find his phone and clicking it on. He opened the text messages that had come from someone simply saved as "Work A.", subtly angling the screen away from his wife, his breathing picking up slightly as he read the texts sent to him, 
"Hey u home yet?" 
"Can u come over. Rly horny"
The third message was a picture showing an orca male less than half of Jameson's age, the 19 year old boy bending over in front of a bathroom mirror, smirking as his tailhole flashed from between his ass cheeks, just the dripping tip of his cock visible as it dangled between thighs. Hannah noticed her husband's interest in the phone, raising an eyebrow, 
"Something wrong?" 
"Uhh… yeah, actually. There's a real big problem going on at work, apparently the server is having some issues, they're asking me to come over for some troubleshooting."
"Aww, really? Do you need to?" 
"I mean… I think I do really need to, this could be a really bad thing if I don't fix it."
He slipped out of bed and quickly began throwing his clothes back on, stuffing his phone back into his pocket as he leaned to give his wife a quick final kiss, 
"I'm really sorry, but I promise I'll be back soon, should hopefully just be an hour or two. Love you honey!" 
"Love you too~!" 
Buckling his belt and buttoning his shirt as he was running down the stairs, the man felt his heart beating even faster than when he was ploughing Hannah, typing a fast reply to the texts as he was heading out the front door,
"On my way now."

Jameson hopped into his car and peeled out of his parking spot, turning towards the city centre rather than the office lot where his work was, his tip poking against his pants as he gripped the wheel and tried to gather himself. The man had been cheating on his wife for the better part of a year, sneaking in some quick and some not so quick visits to his secret lover whenever and wherever he could, often using his lunch breaks at work to drive over for a quickie rather than getting a burger from the nearby fast food joint as he had been telling everyone. Jameson had met the orca he was having his affair with, Aaron, through his work, coincidentally bumping into the IT guy of another office while at a conference that was happening in the city, the pair hitting it off rather well during their first chat. Aaron suggested that they share a drink or two later that day, their initial spark quickly turning into a raging inferno, Jameson ending up in the boy's apartment after their drinking session. From that day onwards, the duo had spent many passionate nights and days with each other, sweaty as they humped and sucked one another, both eager to purge some of their overflowing desires. Aaron wasn't just a willing hole for Jameson to dump his cum inside of however, the coincidence of the boy also being much younger than him and the same species bringing a very special kink of his to the surface, a kink that he'd had fought to keep buried deep within his head. The moment that he spotted Aaron, the thought of the younger male being his son instantly lodged itself into his brain, their very close resemblance only feeding the fantasy even further. Jameson didn't bring up his hidden and taboo interests for quite some time, needing to build up his confidence for a couple of months before finally confessing a big part of why he was so into the younger orca. Hearing the man's confession, Aaron admitted to having some very similar thoughts himself, the pair both realising that their relationship worked even better than they could've ever hoped. From that moment onwards, the pair weren't just two random friends with benefits, but a father and son revelling in their forbidden love. 

Jameson drove to the familiar apartment building as fast as he could, leaving his car in the usual spot, hiding it in a small parking lot slightly off the main road so as to make sure that anyone he or Hannah knew wouldn't ask any questions about why he was in that part of the city. Walking in a hurry, he slipped inside and hammered at the call button of the elevator, fidgeting gently as he waited for the right floor, feeling his pants getting tighter with every quiet ding. Finally at the door, he rang the doorbell twice, only having to wait for a single second before he was let inside, hands grabbing onto his waist and pulling him into a sloppy kiss. He barely had the chance to close the door behind him before the eager hands were already stripping him down to his underwear, nimble fingers getting his pants undone and his shirt opened. Aaron was wearing nothing except a pair of boxers, his rather obvious erection showing how much he had been waiting for his company to arrive, the boy pulling his tongue out from the older male's maw for just long enough to whisper into Jameson's ear as the man grabbed onto his shaft, 
"Daddy~" 
Firing on all cylinders, Jameson pushed the boy up against a wall, fondling and feeling up the smaller orca as he massaged his bulging crotch against Aaron's, their cocks grinding together with just their underwear in the way, sticky spots appearing on the fronts of both pairs as the two moaned and grunted. He was still bathed in the scent of feminine lust from the little anniversary gift he had given his wife, the smell only seeming to drive his "son" even more wild, reminding the younger male of how wrong the whole thing was, making it all the more exciting. Leaving most of his clothes at the front door, Jameson stumbled down the familiar path into the bedroom, dragging the boy along with him, their tongues tangled together as they both fell down onto the tiny bed, the bunk barely big enough for even just one of them to lay down on, let alone them both at the same time. Managing to get his hands off of his son's smooth belly and wonderful chest for just long enough, the older man yanked off both of their underwear, grabbing onto both shafts at the same time and frotting his member against the boy's quivering length. 

Turning to let the smaller orca get on top of him, Jameson continued milking both his own and Aaron's cocks, feeling them both drooling all over his belly, a large pool of their precum gathering on top of him, smearing and staining then both as the two rubbed their bodies together. Too horny and in too much of a hurry to put up with much foreplay, Jameson grabbed his cock and angled it up right under the boy's muscular tail, trying to keep a grip on the slippery girth as he searched for his mark, finally feeling the tight ring he was looking for. One push was enough for the tailhole to loosen up for him, Aaron moaning loudly against his lips as he sunk inside, his son easily able to take his whole shaft with just his natural lubrication after the amount of stretching the pair had done during their previous dates. Grabbing handfuls of Aaron's ass cheeks, he began bucking up into the hole, caring little whether the neighbours appreciated the sounds of their heavy grunting or the squeaky bed springs. Though he had unloaded in his wife less than half an hour ago, Jameson felt as horny as if he hadn't cum in weeks, the idea of his own son riding on top of him enough to get his blood pumping like nothing else could. The boy pushed his muzzle right up to his secret partner's ear, his dick pressed between both of their bellies as he whimpered and moaned softly, making sure that his voice sounded as young as he could make it, 
"Fuck me, dad! Breed me and make me your little slut, I know you wanna cum inside of my tight little hole~!" 
Spurred on by the dirty talk, Jameson slammed up into the eager male, his whole body on edge and his lungs feeling like they were about to burst as he groaned, hissing and swearing frantically as he revelled in the forbidden sensation. Planting the boy's ass down on his length and shoving his hips up until his back was no longer touching the bedsheets, he blasted his load deep in the younger man's tailhole, pure adrenaline coursing through his veins as Aaron's hot breaths and licks teased his neck and chest. 

Jameson let his head flop to the side, huffing and gasping for air as the younger orca giggled softly, still nibbling on his neck while gently riding his softening shaft, enjoying the feel of his cum gushing out more and more as his dick retreated back into his genital slit. The man felt a tiny pang of guilt, thinking back to his wife lying in their bed on their 20th anniversary, left all alone after going through all the effort that she had to prepare for the evening. He was snapped from his thoughts by Aaron kissing him on the lips, his lover's tongue slithering into his maw and filling him up, a hand lovingly stroking his cheek. He glanced down to see the boy's hard rod grinding against him, about to suggest letting him repay the favour using his muzzle when suddenly he had a brilliant idea, his eyes lighting up with the plan of the century. He could simultaneously make both of his partners very happy, giving his wife an anniversary present that she would never expect or forget while also giving Aaron some relief. Jameson grinned up at the boy while slowly stroking his stiff cock, his tailhole dripping all over the man's crotch, 
"Hey, do you have any condoms~?" 
He looked down at the older orca, slightly confused about the question since neither party had ever been particularly interested in ever using protection with one another in the past, answering the inquiry in between his panting nonetheless, 
"Y… yeah, I should… probably have some there…" 
Jameson followed the boy's eyes to the nightstand, reaching over to rummage through the drawers while still jerking off the male on top of him, making sure to keep Aaron hard but not finish him off. The man eventually managed to find a small box of rubbers, plucking one out and ripping the packaging open, rolling the condom over Aaron's shaft as his illicit lover only grew more curious, 
"C'mon, seriously, wh…what are you doing?" 
"It's a surprise, now get over here already~" 
With the condom secured around the smooth girth, Jameson pushed the boy closer towards his head, taking the member into his maw and putting his tongue to work. Already close from the anal pounding, it didn't take much suckling and milking for Aaron to explode in his mouth, his hand wrapped around the base of the shaft just to make sure that every last drop of the precious seed would be contained within and that none of it would go to waste, a sly glimmer in his eyes as he pulled his lips off of the still-throbbing cock, seeing the latex slowly expanding as more and more cum was pumped into it. 

Jameson angled the cock down before carefully sliding the condom off, shuffling it down little by little before it finally pulled free, filled to the brim with sticky cream. He pinched the mouth of it shut, rolling it a few times before securely tying it up, setting the package carefully onto the nightstand. Aaron could only stare down at the man, a puzzled look on his face as the older orca smirked, playfully pushing him off before rolling out of the bed and stumbling towards the shower, 
"If you wash my back, I'll tell you what I'm gonna be doing with your little donation~" 
The pair hopped into the shower, Jameson explaining his scheme to Aaron while he washed, making sure that his dirty deeds wouldn't be obvious to Hannah after taking one whiff of him. After a quick shower and sharing a towel with the boy, he collected his clothes off of the floor and got dressed back up, grabbing the filled condom and hiding it into the breast pocket of his jacket as he stood in the doorway, winking to his secret lover, 
"I'll see you soon~" 
"Tomorrow?" 
"I can see if I could slip away for an hour or two sometime in the evening~" 
After promising to come around again soon, Jameson stepped out and walked to his car, sending a message telling Hannah that he had managed to get the issue at work solved, stepping on the gas as he hurried home, too excited to stay still as he thought about his brilliant idea. He could feel the still hot condom in his pocket, his hand reaching down to open the fly of his pants, letting his growing erection jut out his lap as he waited at some traffic lights, fantasising about what he was about to do while slowly rubbing his fingers against his wet tip. He knew that his plan was rather drastic, and Hannah certainly wouldn't be all too happy if she learned anything about it, but it'd bring the pair both a whole lot of joy if it all worked as he hoped. 

Parking his car in the driveway and bounding across the small yard, Jameson quickly slipped inside before anyone noticed the flash of pink flesh poking out of his crotch. He grabbed the condom from his pocket, covertly hiding it behind his back as he peeked into the house, hearing his wife calling out for him from their bedroom, 
"Welcome back, honey. Was it hard?" 
The man slowly walked upstairs, making sure he was out of sight as he snuck into the bathroom, casually keeping up the conversation the whole time, 
"It… it was pretty hard, yeah. But I managed to get it all handled, left everyone satisfied in the end."
Leaving the door cracked open just a tiny bit so he could hear if Hannah decided to walk out of the bedroom, he opened a small cabinet under the sink, remembering seeing something there a few weeks ago. He pushed a few boxes aside, eventually spotting a couple of syringes, big enough to hold a good amount of liquids inside. They didn't have any needles attached, only a small and flexible rubber tube a couple of inches long stuck to the tip, but that was perfect for the task that the orca had in mind for them. He grabbed one up, occasionally glancing out of the crack as Hannah cooed to him, 
"Are you gonna come to bed? You're missing all the trash shows that I'm watching~" 
"Yep, I'll be right there, just need to handle the couple of cups of coffee that I drank at work."
He flushed the toilet and turned on the sink to make some noise before setting the filled condom out, undoing the knot before stuffing the syringe into the gooey mess. He pulled the plunger up, watching as the cum was drawn into the tube, his lover's load big enough to almost completely fill up the whole syringe. With his payload set up, he quickly wiped the outside of the syringe with some paper towel, bunching the used condom inside of the same towel to hide it before throwing it into the small trash can in the bathroom. He held the syringe in one hand and his cock in the other, smirking as he walked out. 

Jameson stepped into the bedroom, stroking his dick and grinning at his wife, the syringe tucked away and hidden in his back pocket. Hannah stared at him with her maw slightly open, her surprise quickly turning into a mischievous smirk as she rolled onto her side, biting her lip and moaning seductively at the sight of him presenting his cock. She had ditched the crotchless panties after he had left, dressing up in a silky night robe with nothing underneath that, having expected the rest of the night to advance as usual instead of him being up for another round of fun. She pushed her flowing robe aside to show off her slit, giggling as she gently rubbed a thumb against her clit, 
"What do we have here, is my handsome man all worked up again~? I don't know what happened at work, but I'm thinking that you need to have a lot more emergencies there if they're getting you this excited~" 
Taking off his shirt and sitting down on the side of the bed, Jameson slipped the syringe under his pillow while his wife wasn't looking, letting her get her hands on his shaft while he leaned down to kiss him, whispering to her, 
"I just thought that you deserved a little bit more than what I gave you earlier. I mean, our 20th anniversary only comes once after all~" 
Pushing her head onto his lap, Hannah suckled on his tip while undoing his pants, getting him naked as he gently rubbed her back, her nethers calling for his cock. She rolled onto her back to let him mount her, waiting breathlessly for the man, spreading her pussy out for him. He didn't hop on top of her however, instead only kissing him on the neck while cooing, 
"No, I wanna do it like our first time, in the back of that car. Remember~?" 
Blushing and giggling, Hannah turned around and got onto all fours, lifting her tail up for him and presenting her slit, 
"Better~?" 
Jameson nodded and got behind her, happy that he managed to get her into a position where it was much easier to work without her being able to see. He silently grabbed the syringe and set it right between her knees, having it ready for the right moment, feeling up her chest as he slammed his dick inside of her cunt. 

Hannah drooled and moaned into her pillow as she took her husband's cock, pushing her flank back against his crotch with every thrust, her tail resting on his shoulder while he pounded her. She was surprised at just how energetic and lustful Jameson seemed, the man fucking her even harder than he had done just a few hours ago, his second wind kicking his performance up a good few levels. Holding nothing back, he stroked her sides and the base of her tail while ramming deeper, his slippery thumb playing with her clit the whole time through, intent on getting her off as well. Within a handful of minutes, Jameson felt her walls suddenly squeezing much tighter than normal, her legs clenching and shivering as she howled out loud, squealing in delight while spraying her juices all over his crotch and thighs. Just barely able to grab the syringe as he felt his own dam starting to quickly form cracks, he slipped the small tube inside of his wife's pussy, sliding it alongside his own shaft, Hannah far too preoccupied with her own orgasm to even feel the foreign object in her cunt. With a grin and a happy grunt, Jameson simultaneously opened the floodgates and slammed the plunger on the syringe down, two males' sperm gushing into her womb at the same time: her husband's and a complete stranger's. She had no idea of the double stuffing she had just received, laying face down on the bed and panting as the man quickly yanked the tube out from her slit, stashing the syringe back under his pillow to wait for an opportunity to dispose of it at a later date. He lingered inside of her cunt for a few minutes, giving the occasional small thrust to mix up the baby batter inside of her, making sure that Aaron's cum had a good chance to seep deeper inside of her before finally pulling out. He crawled up alongside Hannah, the woman having no idea that a virile stud's seed was getting to work in her womb as she hugged and kissed Jameson, the man hiding his sly smirk as he watched a pool of cum dripping out of her pussy. 

It had been a few weeks since the couple had celebrated their 20th anniversary, Hannah anxiously glancing at the small box she had in her hands as she stepped into the bathroom. She had been feeling slightly odd in the last few days, getting sick in the morning and seeing some weight gain she hadn't been expecting, the symptoms finally getting her to cave. She opened the box and pulled out a pregnancy test, staring down at it for a few seconds before pulling down her pants and sitting down at the toilet, pushing the testing strip between her thighs and relaxing. She forced herself to not get too excited about the situation, knowing that the chances of her husband actually knocking her up were basically zero according to the fertility specialist the pair had seen near the beginning of their relationship, not wanting to come down from the high of false hope if she wasn't actually pregnant. After getting done with her business, Hannah quickly set the tester down on the sink, not even wanting to look at it as she flushed and pulled her pants back on, building up the courage for several minutes before finally peeking down at the strip, her eyes lighting up at the sight of the small pink plus-symbol on the screen. She screamed and hopped in glee, immediately sprinting out and into the living room, jumping into Jameson's arms, barely able to speak through her tears of joy, 
"It's happening, it's happening! I'm gonna be a mom and… and you're gonna be a dad and… we're gonna be a family! It's a miracle, we did it!" 
"Oh honey, I love you so much~!" 
Hannah couldn't see her husband's face as he hugged her, his hand gently massaging her belly as a naughty grin formed on his muzzle, very eager to see whether his future lover would be a girl or a boy.