54 comments/ 592993 views/ 84 favorites Knocked Up! By: Tess_Stevens This story is by Steve but Tess had a lot to do with the development. Make of that what you will. Both authors have quality tested this little story and if you can't hit the big O at least three times, drop us an e-mail and we'll take up writing religious tracts instead of erotica. It was Tess who introduced me to the idea that that the reproductive aspects of sex could be unbelievably hot. She educated me about what it felt like to have a guy, or a number of guys let loose inside of you. I wrote it with her in mind and I think she liked it, at least I feel her response was sufficiently gratifying to merit publication. Make what you will of that. Here's the story....... PART 1 The Sleepover Most parents want their daughters to hold off from having sex until she's about 35. Mine wanted to be grandparents before they were 35. Don't believe me? Let me tell you about it. I guess you could chalk it up to a changing popular culture but when I started dating my parents were ecstatic. There were no curfews. My dad never turned on the porch light as I sat in a car in the driveway. None of my 5 younger brothers and sisters was ever urged to join us as we sat in the darkened family room watching movies. In short it was left up to me to determine exactly how far I would go with the various boys I dated. For the most part that wasn't very far. Early on I realized that it was a lot fun to torture the guys I went out with and I wasn't about to ruin that fun by going all the way with anyone. There are those who might call me a tease but I preferred to think of myself as a nice young girl who liked boys well enough but not so much that I was willing to let them fill me up with babies. Besides that and what my parents didn't really know is that I liked girls too. Before I go any further, I need to be completely honest When Tom and I started going out together, I might have been the only virgin left in my senior class. I had gone out with a lot of guys but all this had resulted in was a lot of sticky fumbling around in the back seats of cars, No one got to fuck me and no one ever made me climax. I will admit that when I got home I often spent some time stroking my little lady before drifting off to sleep finishing up alone what I had started together with the various guys who took me out. Now that I think about it, I suppose they were doing the same thing in the darkness of their bedroom. I might as well admit it that's what I thought about as I diddled my slippery clit after sending them off unsatisfied sporting huge erections that distended their pants and generally reduced them to gibbering idiocy. No matter how much they begged for relief, I just smiled, gave up a really passionate goodnight kiss and got out of the car. Walking in to the house, more often than not I would feel my swollen and slippery labia rubbing together as I climbed the stairs to the porch. Later in the darkness of my room I would imagine what might have happened if I had let them have their way with me and eventually would bring myself to a shuddering silent climax as I listened to my father snoring down the hall. This might have gone on for a lot longer if I hadn't spent an overnight with Meadow. My brother Steve and I were spending the night with my best friend Meadow and her brother Tom. Her parents had gone out for the night and left instructions that we were all to take a shower and go to bed. They had a small hot water heater, so we knew from past experience that Meadow and I would have to shower together and then after fifteen or twenty minutes, the boys would also have to share the shower. We'd flipped a coin to decide who went first. Meadow and I were getting ready to take our shower. We were both wearing oversized T-shirts and panties as Meadow brushed out her long blonde hair and I sat on the bed watching. I might as well admit it, we were talking about how some of the boys at school were looking at us. To be completely honest, Meadow was describing how she gave a boy at school a total hard on right there in her class just bending over to pick up a pencil. I remember looking at Meadow and realizing that we were both very pretty and had reached a point in our development where we considered our breasts a significant factor in our growing attractiveness to boys. I wondered idly if Meadow had any real growth on her mound and knew I would find out when we went in to shower with one another. In a way it was good to be able to compare notes with a close friend like that. Although my breasts were large enough to be noticeable, my own mound was practically bare, a significant factor that generated extreme modesty in gym class. This might have helped explain why none of the boys I dated ever got past second base. I was afraid that they'd make fun of my nearly naked mound. Meadow had been describing how she had been wearing a tank top when she bent over to pick up the pencil and when she straightened up she realized that this boy had been able to see almost all of her breasts. In turn I told her how I had teased a boy in my English class nearly to distraction doing the same kind of stuff and then I speculated that it would be pretty hot if the same boys could be here looking at us right now. "I wonder what they'd do?" Meadow mused, drawing the brush through her hair. "I don't know" I replied delicately, "Probably go somewhere and jack off". "Jack off?" "You know, play with themselves until they squirt." "Oh yeah, I've seen Tom doing that." "You have" I asked, catching my breath, "You watched him?" "Well, he didn't know I was watching, but yeah, I've seen him do it." "How..." I was bewildered and embarrassed at my own level of interest. "There's a little hole in the wall between our rooms and another next to the shower...sometimes I wonder if he watches me." I was thunderstruck and sat in stupefied silence. "As a matter of fact," she continued ", for all we know they might both be watching us tonight." I didn't say anything however, my emotions were in complete upheaval. Finally I managed to stammer, "I guess this puts a whole new light on personal hygiene." Meadow laughed and pulling her T-shirt over her head said, "I kind of hope your brother is watching us right now." Blushing, I took my T-shirt off and letting it drop on the floor replied, "Me too." Meadow stood up and weighed her breasts in her hands, "Get a load of these" she said with a giggle. Her breasts were not quite as large as mine but developed enough to provide her with a nice handful. I cupped my own breasts and retorted, "Try these on for size." We dissolved in giggles, which gradually subsided into silence. We both stood motionless and nearly naked in Meadows bedroom. She glanced over toward the wall and said, "The hole is over there, if they're looking right now, they're certainly getting an eyeful. I realized that Meadow was looking at me and I was certainly looking back. She was beautiful and I knew that I was too. We didn't say anything for a minute or so as we felt each other's eyes move up and down our bodies and I remember wondering if Meadow felt as confused and excited as I did. I was tingling all over and I felt my nipples begin to pucker and grow stiff. I noticed that Meadow was flushed and her nipples were also noticeably distended we were both breathing heavily as we continued eyeing each other. Neither of us said anything and the sound of our breathing was the only thing that broke the silence of the moment. I wanted to do something unusual, something out of the ordinary. I can't really explain exactly what I was feeling but Meadow must have been feeling it too because after a moment she whispered, "I wonder if they can see both of us right now?" I know that I was blushing as I stammered, "I hope so." You could have knocked me over with a feather when Meadow said, "What do you say we find out?" "How do you plan on doing that?" I asked. She leaned toward me and whispered in my ear, "I'll go over and borrow something. As soon as I get to the door, you peek through the hole in the wall and see what they're doing and if they both come back to the hole, get out of the way before they get there...and we'll know." "I...don't know..." I whispered back. "Of come on, they're the ones who are spying." "If they're spying, for all we know they might just be visiting with each other." "Do you see any light shining through the hole?" "Well...where's the hole?" Meadow gestured slightly with her head, "Right next to the picture, I looked over and felt a slight shiver. I could see the hole and it was dark. "They've been watching" Meadow murmured, "I'm sure of it, remember to wait till you hear me knock on their door." Before I had a chance to object, she wrapped herself with a towel and walked out the door. A moment later I heard her rapping on her brother's door. I rushed to the wall and pressed my eye against the hole in the wall. I could see that both of the boys were in their underpants and T-shirts and they both seemed to be flustered. Meadow rapped again and I heard Tom say, "Just a minute". Both the boys were sitting down in chairs but the only one I could see was Tom. I wondered why he was pulling a pillow into his lap but before I could figure that out I heard him say, "Come in". The door opened and Meadow walked in. "Hey Tom, Hey Steve" she said, "Tom, can I borrow some of that baby oil I saw sitting on your end table, Sarah's got a serious problem with dry skin and I thought I might use a little on her before we shower." "It's in the drawer," Tom said and Meadow walked over to get it. From my vantage point I could see her bending over to rummage in the drawer. For a moment it looked like the towel she had wrapped around her might come loose but she tightened her grip and it remained decently wrapped around her. "Here it is" she said brightly and quickly left the room with the bottle gripped in her free hand. As soon as she left, the boys jumped out of their chairs and made a beeline straight towards where I had my eye pressed to the wall. I realized that they had indeed been enjoying a free peep show and if I hadn't jumped back quickly Tom and I would have wound up eye to eye. Meadow came back into our room and walked right over to me. "Well?" she whispered. "I think they are watching us". Then I recollected something I'd seen in the few seconds when they were both coming over to the hole in the wall. "I think they've both got..." "What?" Meadow whispered impatiently. "I think they've got...like boners" Really?" Meadow whispered back eagerly. "Or else Tom's walking around with a stick in his underpants." Meadow giggled excitedly and whispered back, "Lets give them something to be really titillated about." "I think we're doing a pretty good job just giving them a free peek" I said. "What else could we do?" Meadow paused to think for a moment and then said, "We could pretend like we're getting horny with each other." "How would we...?" "I'll give you a massage with the baby oil I borrowed and then when they've watched me do that, I'll pretend to...play with you." She smiled wickedly but I hesitated. "I don't know..." Come on, It'll be fun. Lets see if we can get their motors really running, go on over and lie on my bed" I reluctantly moved toward her bed and lie down on my stomach. I knew that both boys could see the sides of my breast pressed against the bed but little else. The thing that was bothering me was that Meadow said we were going to pretend to get horny with one another. Maybe she meant what she said but I felt uneasy because the whole idea was pretty exciting to me and I actually felt kind of aroused just being watched like that. "I feel weird about this" I murmured, into the pillow. "OK" Meadow said, "Why don't you give me a massage first and you can pretend to play with me." I got up and we exchanged places. In a way, this was worse because now Meadow was the one lying on her stomach and I realized that both boys would be able to almost see every inch of my body as I rubbed Meadow with the oil. As I began rubbing the oil onto her legs I was tingling all over and I felt growing warmth in my stomach. My nipples were absolutely rigid and I realized that while Meadow might be pretending, I was very excited and I hoped that it wasn't as noticeable to her as it was to me. I moved over her back and then rubbed her arms. Pretty soon her entire body was shining with the oil. I have to admit she looked pretty hot. I was finished with her back and she flipped over, I could see that her nipples were just as rigid as mine. She was flushed and we were both breathing heavily. I started rubbing her shoulders and slowly worked my way down to her breasts. I tried to avoid really touching her there but she whispered, "Go on, don't be a chicken" so I started rubbing there as well. Of course I had touched my own breasts but I had never touched anyone else's. Hers were very soft and as I rubbed the oil onto them, she sighed and whispered, "I hate to admit this, but that really feels nice." I moved down and rubbed oil on her legs until they were shining and covered with the oil. Finally I came to her panties. I hesitated and Meadow whispered, "Act like you're rubbing my pussy." I placed my hands between her legs and pantomimed rubbing her there. "Now pretend like you're reaching inside and playing with me." Meadow whispered. I must have hesitated because she pulled the front of her panties up to give me access, so I reached inside and tried to act like I was playing with her. The problem was that the space was limited and I couldn't help but feel the light fuzz that coated her mound and I when I accidentally bumped her pussy I realized that she was very wet and slippery. Wet, slippery and swollen. Before I could pull my hand away she whispered, "Hold on, I'm going to pretend like I'm humping your hand, She slid against my hand smearing my fingers with her fluids that were leaking copiously from her swollen mound as she pretended she was becoming even more excited. I was electrified and confused by a cascade of emotions as she moved her very slippery pussy against my hand. I was confused by how excited I had become in an instant. I mean I was already kind of aroused by the idea that we were teasing the boys and that they could see my breasts...and Meadows too for that matter. When I realized that she was just as excited as I was and maybe more so I became a thousand times more turned on then I had ever been in my life. I could practically feel myself becoming wetter and for a brief moment considered pulling my panties down...just to expose myself. "Act like you're rubbing my clit" she whispered and unthinkingly I began making little circles around her very distended and slippery clitoris. Meadow stiffened and spread her legs slightly. As soon as I realized what I was doing, I pulled away and simulated doing the same thing taking care to avoid actual contact. Watching my hand move inside of her panties I realized that this must be very exciting to anyone who might be watching and grew more aroused by what we were doing together. Like I said, with my hand inside of her panties I couldn't help brushing her clitoris from time to time and she didn't seem to mind but I kept doing my best to mimic this action without actually touching her. The real problem was that her clit was so engorged that it was actually protruding a little and I couldn't help brushing it from time to time. Every time I would brush up against her I would feel a smear of warm fluid flood my fingers. Feeling her obvious excitement made me more aroused in spite of myself. "Keep doing that" she gasped, "I'll bet we're driving them...crazy" I leaned over Meadow and whispered, "I ought to...pull my panties down...just to give them a real show". I couldn't believe that I had said something like this but Meadow just shook her head and whispered back, "Not yet...just keep doing...what you're doing." Her voice trailed off and I kept pretending that I was playing with her rigid clit realizing with shame and embarrassment that my own clitoris was extruding so far I could feel it touch the rapidly dampening cotton of my panties. The thing is I knew that her clit was standing straight up, just like mine and when I accidentally brushed up against her...she didn't mind...she liked it. I started to wish that I could slip away and touch my own clit, which by this time was tingling and scraping my panties every time I moved. "Do it a little faster" Meadow whispered shakily, "Make them think you're really getting me going". I picked up the pace, moving my hand rapidly under the material of her panties and tried to avoid direct contact with her but she kept bumping against me and every time that she did I would feel her leaking against me. I realized that my own panties were now quite wet and despite my best efforts to remain calm I was very aroused by what I was doing. All I had really been thinking about was her brother with his eye pressed against the wall watching. I wondered if he could see the expanding wet patch that I knew I was generating. I decided that I hoped he could see it and as if that thought had the power to make it happen I felt a new surge of excitement drench my panties as my now utterly rigid clit slid against the soaking material of my underpants. Suddenly it occurred to me that my own brother was also watching what we were doing and a bolt of shame shot through me. When I realized that my own brother could probably see what we were doing I'm ashamed to admit that I was so excited by what was happening between Meadow and I that I just didn't care. Meadow was trying to act like nothing was happening but she had spread her legs even further and was moving up and down sporadically as my fingers kept brushing her wet slit. Every time my fingers slid against her she would shudder slightly and I would pull away and pantomime rapid motion intended to imitate masturbation. Suddenly Meadow grabbed my hand pressing it against her slippery mound hard; gasping "Oh stop...please Sarah I think that's enough. I'll bet they're...going crazy" For a moment we remained motionless with my hand pressed against her mound. I felt a slow torrent of fluid running over my fingers as Meadow shuddered and continued pressing my hand very firmly against her swollen gash. Gash is exactly the word I am looking for because by this time Meadow had spread her legs as wide as possible as she creamed onto my hand. The moment seemed to draw itself out and last forever but actually it was only a few seconds and then I slid my hand, fingers shining with her juices, out of her underwear. Meadow was flushed and breathing hard as she sat up saying, "Let's see what the boys are doing." I still don't believe what I did next but I hooked my thumbs under my panties and pulled them down until they were around my thighs and thrusting my aching mound forward, said, "Maybe we should tease them a little more." Meadow stepped up behind me and whispered in my ear, "Do you want me to pretend like I'm playing with you?" "Yes...but just pretending." "Of course" she whispered, and I felt her soft warmth pressing against my back as she circled me with an arm that reached between my legs and began moving in an imitation of masturbation. Because my panties were around my thighs, she wasn't forced to touch me like I had touched her but even so, she managed to occasionally brush against my clit, which, as I've said was so erect that it was actually extruding from my swollen pussy. Knocked Up I double-checked the address of the house to make sure it matched what was listed on the ad "LESBIAN COUPLE SEEKS SPERM DONOR." It was. I took another look at the house. It was an ordinary Bay Area suburb house, with no evidence it was inhabited by someone who would kidnap me to steal my kidneys. I locked my car, walked up, and rang the doorbell. Anna was the one who came to the door, she she was about as far from a stereotypical lesbian as I would have imagined. In fact, she looked like a short sorority girl with bleached-blond hair, a skirt, and a top that seemed to be just barely holding in her sizable breasts. No bra, that was evident from the quite visible bumps on nipples left. "Jacob?" she said, I nodded, a little awkward "I'm Anna. Come in!" She led me to a sitting room inside the house. "So" I asked her "Are you the one who I'm going to...um...you know..." "I hope not." She laughed "That's Rikki. She's in the other room." "Oh okay." I said. "Now, just to go over what we talked about online. You can look at us, you can touch us, but keep your dick to yourself until you're ready to get her pregnant." "Got it" I told Anna. "Okay!" she smiled again "Let's go see Rikki!" She lead me down the hall and opened a door. Inside was a bedroom, with a naked woman—about Anna's age but a little chubbier, with short brown hair and maybe B-cup tits with pink nipples—lying atop the bed. As we entered, she spread her legs, letting us see her pussy, shaved except for a small landing strip above her pussy lips. Anna wasted no time, shutting the door and striding to the bed. She jumped up onto the bed and yanked her skirt and panties off before sprawling out next to Rikki, who hungrily plunged her face between Anna's thighs, spreading her own legs even more. Looks like an invitation. I stepped toward Rikki, noting that her lips were now moist and beginning to drool onto the bed. She shivered a bit as I let my hands rest on the inside of her thighs, before I went for it, first just gently letting my tongue part her labia, then going a faster, licking up the sweet juices that were now flowing out of her. My tongue touched Rikki's clit and I began to make circles around it. She didn't seem to mind. I licked one of my own fingers and began to gently run it around the entrance to Rikki's hole. Her hips thrust down, towards me, which I took as en encouraging sign and I slid the finger into her, sliding it back and forth along the top wall of her vagina. She began to rhythmically tense and relax as fingered her and licked her clit, and as I placed my lips around it and gave a gentle suck she moaned. Suddenly I heard a sharp buzzing sound by my ear. Looking away from Rikki's soaked pussy, I saw Anna, She had lost the top, letting her big tits dangle in the air, and she held a buzzing dildo. "May I?" I backed away from her girlfriend's pussy, and she began to tease Rikki with the vibrator, just barely touching her. I realized, suddenly, that I was now the only clothed person in the room. Time to do my job. I unzipped my pants, letting them fall down to reveal my jutting cock. Neither of the women seemed to noticed—Rikki's eyes were closed and Anna had begun to fuck her with the dildo. I regarded Anna—her slim body bent over her girlfriend, tits jiggling as she dildoed her, hair flowing her her shoulders. I moved behind her and cupped the underside of her breasts, giving a squeeze, before moving up to her long nipples and giving a gentle pinch. Anna sighed and I began to run my hands all over her body, returning to her beautiful, firm breasts. She reached back, and reaching until she found my cock. Her palm closed over it as she began to stroke back and forth, at the same time pulling out the dildo and holding it straight over Rikki's clit. Rikki shuddered and cried out as she orgasmed, the wet spot under her getting even larger. Anna now turned to me and began to fondle my balls with her other hand as she played with my cock, a little precum leaking from it as she stroked faster. I wondered what this was like for her. Was she attracted to men? Was she grossed out by this whole thing? That line of thought was cut short as Rikki crawled over and pushed her head between Anna's legs, heading straight for her clit with her tongue. Anna stiffened and closed her eyes, but kept stroking. Rikki's position in relation to Anna gave me a perfect opportunity to explore her body, and I cupped her smaller boobs as she licked up Anna's juices, feeling her rock-hard nipples in my palms. Anna was stroking faster now, other other hand moving frantically all over my thighs as she began to thrust her hips towards Rikki, breathing hard. I watched her tits jiggle, and thought about how it would be to splash cum all over her. But that wasn't the plan. I felt my balls began to tighten. "Rikki!" Anna released my cock and Rikki looked up, staring at my cock as it throbbed, on the verge of release. Grabbing her, I flipped her onto her back. "Rikki, NOW!" Anna said, and Rikki spread open her legs. I took a moment to stare at her pink, soaked pussy, then thrust inside, filling her. I felt her clench around me as I thrust and pulled out, and then thrust back in again, filling her small pussy with the entire length of my cock. I felt her clench again and that was all the encouragement I needed. I locked eyes with Rikki and let myself spray jets of cum into her, holding her hips in place. Finally done, I released her and withdrew, a small trail of white cum dribbling out of her. I looked up at her again and she smiled. "Thank you." Knocked Up But Not Out All characters are adults. ***** Can a mom love her son too much? I fucked up. My name is Carol and I'm a forty-six year old drunk and alcoholic. This story happened a few months ago, it was a Saturday after my best friend's wedding where I had too much to drink. Another girlfriend took me home because I was too drunk to drive. She stopped in front of my house. "Yuh need some help getting inside?" She asked. "I'm fine, lemme get out and you can go." And I was okay enough to walk from the street to my door, unlock it, and go inside. It was after this I fucked up. My vision was very blurry from the booze, and I was kinda in the grips of a black-out like I get occasionally. What I did was fuck the shit out of my son, Jack. The next morning, when I woke up with my hangover I freaked out; I was naked and in bed next to Jack. I thought, "Shit!" Jack was naked, too. I tried to get out of his bed quietly and not wake him, but it didn't happen. He was already awake and kissed me on my lips. I pushed him away and got the hell outta his room. I got in the tub and spent forever trying to wash away my sin, then I got dressed and went to a girlfriend's house. There I called Jack to let him know I was gonna spend the day with Angie. Jack is twenty-five and old enough to fend for himself for a day so I wasn't worried, but he needed to know what was up with me. And I worried I was pregnant. I didn't tell Angie what happened, but I told her I had unprotected sex with a young guy and was afraid I was pregnant from him. I wanted to run away from what happened, but I knew I had to go home and deal with what happened. Strange though I couldn't stop thinking about Jack and me doing it. My pussy wanted more of his cock and I wanted to feel him inside me without being drunk. I often finger fuck my pussy while thinking about Jack. Jack recently left the Marines and was fit. He also drank as much or more than me. And I considered his recollection of our encounter might be foggier than mine. Still, I wanted it to happen again. I was on my vacation at the time. I'm a county judge. And divorced three times. I don't want husbands, I want cock. Anyway, I went home. Jack wasn't there. And I made up my mind to talk to him when I saw him next. When he came home and passed by my bedroom door, I got his attention and asked him to come over to sit on my bed so we could have a long talk about what happened. But then he kissed me and one thing led to another, and I got my sick wish: we fucked again. I fucked his brains out in my bed all night. I drained him dry, and totally forgot about protection. In the morning, after breakfast, I took a shower and wanted to go back to bed. But Jack came in my room and I knew what he had in mind. We fucked all morning long. Finally when we were both drained, we fell asleep in each other's arms. I knew we were no longer mother and son, but immoral lovers. From then on we slept together. In the early mornings, I woke up next to Jack. Seeing Jack beside me made my pussy wet instantly. After I took my shower, I didn't even bother to dress. I walked to the kitchen naked and just wore an apron to prepare breakfast. When he came to the kitchen for breakfast he saw how my apron couldn't cover my naked ass, and he knew I wanted him to see me like this. I wanted to see how he would react to his naked mother in the kitchen. I was such a sick whore. I didn't have long to wait. He walked into the kitchen, wrapped his arms around me, and felt my breasts through my apron. "Good morning, gorgeous," he said as he kissed my neck. I loved it but felt conflicted. "I'm not your whore!" I said firmly. "I'm sorry mom. I hope you're not mad at me," he said. "No, I'm not mad at you, Jack. I'm mad at me for letting this happen." I answered. "Mom, I thought you liked it?" "Oh, I do. And I like the way you're feeling my breasts right now. Hmm, it makes me feel so good." I answered. Then I felt a hard thing rubbing against my ass. It was his hard dick. He took down his pants and he was rubbing his hard thing against me. And he moved to the space between my ass and my pussy lips. It felt so good and made me get so horny I was responding. I felt the head going in me. "I can get pregnant," I reminded him. But he didn't listen. He pushed his hard dick inside my pussy. "Ahhh..." I moaned and stopped what I was doing. I thought about stopping, but he backed me against the counter and pumped in and out of my pussy. God, he made me feel so good I forgot about the whole baby issue. "I know you like it, mom." He said breathing heavily. He pulled my apron off of me and tossed it on the floor. Then placed his hands on my naked breasts and squeezed them as he fuckeded my pussy. Shit, my pussy was wet. I heard the squishing sound when he fucked me. He made me insane. "Ohhh, baby, don't stop." I said. "I can't hold it," He said. He pushed in hard and shot his load in me. I was tired from the excitement I leaned over on the counter to rest and gasped for air, but I wanted more cock. "Lie on the floor!" I said. He lay on the floor and his cock got hard again pointing right up the ceiling. I couldn't think of anything else but to mount his hard dick and fuck him where he was. Within seconds I was riding him and humped him nonstop moving my hips up and down. Jack put his hands on my ass and closed his eyes while I rode him. I felt like a hungry cougar devouring her prey. Only this cougar uses her pussy to suck the life out of her prey. But after countless thrusts, I felt my pussy's grip of his hard dick slip, and knew he came inside me. I pulled off of him and my pussy was dripping the mix of cum and pussy juice. I thought, "Shit, I'm 46 already. I'm too old to raise another kid, and by my own son, no less." I thought about a long soak in the tub but phoned my doctor to get his opinion. "At your age it isn't likely," he said. After that Jack got all of me he wanted, as often as he wanted, and now we're expecting. Being single with a baby bump made me appealing to several of the young attorneys who practice in my court room and are eager to impress me. Even the bailliffs! But that's another story. Knocked-Up Karen Author's Note: I had never heard of a nun giving birth to twins, but there's a first time for everything. This is the story of a young Catholic woman who joined a nunnery in a feeble attempt to control her burning sex drive and instead fell pregnant with twins. I suppose the old saying "Once a whore, always a whore" is still valid. * Karen was a pretty religious girl who had recently graduated from a good Jesuit college called Sacred Cross. She was easy on the eyes, a tall brunette with D cup breasts and a nice figure. Karen made friends easily and was involved in many activities, along with the student choir. Karen worked hard to maintain a professional image and was actively involved in the Sacred Cross Alumni society. What she tried to keep more covert was her love of partying. After studying all week, she liked to get drunk on the weekends and let whoever she fancied at the time have at it. I know because I "visited" her apartment plenty of times. Although Karen worked hard to maintain a professional image, she was very promiscuous at heart. She certainly had a reputation with the boys. The only thing I disliked about having sex with her is that she always made people use condoms as she didn't take the pill and didn't believe in abortion. When Karen suddenly announced that she was joining a nunnery, I knew I had to have her a few more times before she took her vows. I managed to make plans with her one of the last weekends before she joined the nunnery. I started to form a plan in my mind. I knew that Karen had had a crush on me for a while. I figured that if I professed my feelings for her I might get special visitation rights for when she joined the nunnery. Karen reacted favorably to my revelation and looked genuinely happy that I had told her. Karen repeatedly wrote me letters while in the nunnery. After she had been in for about six months, she told me that I could come visit her. I was very happy as I missed her and thought this might be a good opportunity to get laid. I visited her at the first possible opportunity. I must say, she certainly looked different in her habit. She beamed when she first saw me, and welcomed me with a big hug. After that she showed me to her living quarters. As soon as we got alone, she looked antsy, like she was fighting an internal battle. I felt sorry for her and put my hand on her shoulder to comfort her. Little did I know this light touch would be the straw that broke the camel's back. Karen looked deep into my eyes, and pulled me to her soft lips. She started kissing me like a woman possessed, and once she stopped, her breathing had grown deep and ragged. At this point I had a decision to make. I could reject Karen's advances and prevent her from breaking her solemn vows, or I could let us both give in to our burning desires and risk ruining her novitiate, or training period. I quickly remembered why I had come to visit her in the first place, and the fact that she was basically in heat. I let my hands roam her body, focusing on her most sensitive areas. Karen's face became flushed. I could tell she was becoming more and more aroused. I started to fondle her breasts through her habit, which resulted in quiet moans. Her nipples were engorged and were clearly visible through her clothing, so I took each one between my thumb and forefinger. Karen closed her eyes and tilted her head back, biting her lip to avoid making too much noise. At this point, I knew I could do whatever I wanted with her. I quickly started to remove her clothing. Karen let out a sigh of relief as her breasts finally left their confines. I placed Karen on her mattress and pulled her so that her legs were hanging over the side of the mattress. I moved in between Karen's legs, and put my mouth next to her ear. "How many months has it been? How badly do you want to feel my hard dick inside you? There is one small complication. I didn't bring any condoms. If you want to have sex tonight, we'll need to go bare." Karen paused for a moment. Her eyes never opened. "I want you inside me so badly. Do it! Take me raw!" I had won. I slid into Karen in one stroke, finding no resistance since she was so wet. The sensation of her unprotected sheath was heavenly. She was tighter than before since she hadn't had sex in months. Karen finally opened her eyes and a huge smile crossed her face. "I didn't know it would feel THAT good!" she announced. I made sure to maintain eye contact and started making slow, forceful strokes in and out of her. Karen was getting really turned on by the unprotected sex and the pregnancy risk aspect. "I hope you know I'm ovulating. One little drop of semen could give me a big belly! Maybe it wouldn't be bad if you made my skirts tight. I might gain a few cup sizes!" Karen said with a huge grin on her face. My dick lurched and gained a newfound hardness thinking of her belly swelling and her breasts filling out. I knew I was getting close, and I informed Karen of this. She looked away for a minute, as if in thought, and then responded "I'm almost there! Feeling your load deep inside me will send me over the edge! Do it! Cum inside me! Let the lord decide what happens!" Hearing this sent me over the edge and I plunged myself as deep inside her as possible as my body spurted load after load into her fertile body. After that, I collapsed on top of her and she wrapped her arms around me. We laid there in a silent embrace. When we finally started moving again, Karen had a huge smile and a happy glow about her. She informed me that this was a wonderful experience, and that she was ready to live with the consequences, whatever they were. 2 weeks later Karen missed her period and found out what the consequences would be. Karen called me to notify me that I was going to be a daddy. Although she was initially upset and concerned that she would get kicked out of the nunnery, she decided that the combination of events must have been God's will and welcomed the new life growing inside her. She told her Mother Superior of her quandary and was informed that she should pack her bags and prepare for her departure. Since Karen got pregnant during her novitiate, it wasn't as big a deal as it could have been. Karen experienced rapid weight gain the first trimester, and one of her visits to the doctor revealed that she was pregnant with twins. Karen considered this validation that a miracle had occurred. As her pregnancy advanced, I got her to wear lingerie and push up bras so that her distended belly and 36E breasts were on full display. I took advantage of her increased sensitivity to give her swelling breasts as much attention as possible. I would frequently come up behind her and put my arms around her, using one hand to gently rub her swollen belly and the other to expertly manipulate her breasts to orgasm. Nine months to the day after I visited the nunnery, Karen gave birth to red headed twin boys. They look just like their father. Karen beamed when she finally got to hold her bundles of joy. I have never seen her so happy. Ever since she has gotten back to our apartment, she has been on cloud 9. It took a few months until her soreness subsided and we could have sex, but before that I enjoyed her massive orbs and their newfound sensitivity. I am glad they will stay swollen and hypersensitive as long as someone nurses on them. I intend to nurse on those massive jugs long after our sons stop. Karen has been kicked out of the nunnery she joined and is not on the best terms with her family. For some strange reason, they seem to think she's a whore. Karen isn't viewed as an angel by the Catholic community, but she doesn't care. Even though they have caused her alienation from the Catholic community, Karen is perfectly happy with her two miracles. She simply couldn't help herself, and she loves the twin boys she got as a result. She also loves the fact that I run my own business out of the home and I am around to fuck her at her beck and call. Karen couldn't ask for anything more....that is unless she wants to pop out more of my babies further down the line! Knocked Up! Every time this happened I would gasp and she would pull back a little and then resume feather touching me, lightly flicking my clit as I began to respond openly, thrusting my slippery mound into contact with her maddeningly elusive fingers. Finally she stopped and then cupped my mound and began to squeeze it rhythmically. She wasn't actually touching me but it felt so good I thought I was going to die. "Do you think they like that?" she whispered in my ear. "Oh yes...I think they...love it." I gasped pushing myself against the squeezing fingers. Why don't you pull your panties back up" she whispered continuing the maddening pressure as she kept squeezing my swollen lips together. I reached down and pulled them back up over her hand, which kept on squeezing my leaking mound. "Do you like the boys seeing you?" "I'm...acting...like, uh..." I shuddered envisioning both of the boys watching, "I...wish they were in the...same room" I gasped. "If you want...I can...um...pretend to...actually." She squeezed me again and I sighed, "Go ahead...pretend you're...." She placed one finger lightly on my clit where it remained motionless. "Pretend what?" she whispered softly. "Pretend like...you're...playing with my...pussy." I gasped thrusting against her. Meadow slipped one finger into my swollen slit directly touching my engorged clit and whispered, "Act like you're humping my hand." For the next minute or two I'm ashamed to admit that I wasn't acting. Meadow kept touching me until I grabbed her hand and pressed it against my leaking pussy and tried to conceal the fact that I was climaxing. I don't know who I was trying to fool, even as I creamed all over Meadows fingers I realized that her other hand was busy between her own legs jammed into her panties. I felt her gasp quietly and shudder as she joined me in a silent and unacknowledged climax. "I'm pretending like...I'm rubbing my own pussy" she gasped in my ear. "I know" I gasped back, releasing her hand from mine "Go ahead...I like it that you're...doing that...pretend like you're...uh...oh...touching me...some more...please." Her finger began making circles around my clit again. "Oh yes, keep...doing that...and...I'm going to pretend....like...." "Pretend like...you're...doing it...and I'll...pretend like..., "Oh Sarah"" I heard her rubbing rapidly "Sarah...I'm...oh yes, I'm really doing it...with you". I was so near and her words sent me over the edge and I couldn't help but gasp back, "Oh Meadow...don't stop...I'm gonna...really do it too." Her fingering became erratic but it didn't matter at that point, we both went over the edge together. I straightened up and gasped, "I'm creaming...right now." I could hear her rapidly rubbing herself as she whimpered in my ear and I climaxed openly, gushing onto her fingers. We spent the next few moments shuddering silently in each others arms and then gradually subsided and hung on to each other breathing hard. We came apart like two jellyfish floating away from each other but still entangled. We stood in silence, her arm still around me lightly cupping my mound as the sensations subsided. Finally we broke entirely apart and I turned to look at her, but Meadow would not meet my gaze. Eyes still downcast she finally muttered "I guess we'd better get in the shower" and picking up a towel from the floor wrapped it around herself walked slowly from the room shutting the door behind her with a dejected click. Had we done something wrong? I just saw it as maybe we got to goofing around and...got carried away. Did this mean that I was gay? I didn't know what to do. I felt ashamed of myself and really wanted to be alone for a moment. I wondered about Meadow and her brother. Did they watch each other regularly? Did they do other things together? I was so confused and I sat trying to gather my thoughts when I thought I heard a sound from the other side of the wall. It sounded like a door slamming but I couldn't be sure. I remembered the hole in the wall and I decided to look in and see if either of the boys had left. What I saw electrified me. Tom and Steve stood in the middle of the room facing each other and gently touching each other's erect cocks. I'm not really sure if erect is the word I was looking for, No actually rigid or rock hard would be a whole lot more accurate. They were both so hard it looked like it might hurt. Both bright red boners were copiously leaking long ropes of glistening fluid. Both of the boys hands were slick with their respective drippings and they were obviously quite absorbed in what they were in the process of doing to one another. The thing that absolutely took my breath away was the sight of Meadow sitting a chair and languidly masturbating as she watched the boys. Apparently she had decided against taking a shower after all. As I stood with my eye pressed to the wall tingling all over. I felt something in the pit of my stomach like an elevator descending rapidly and realized that once again my clit was so swollen and engorged that it was sticking out and sliding against the soaking material of my panties. My nipples were so hard they actually ached a little and my breathing went up a notch as I continued to observe the little show going on in the next room. Apparently Meadow was occasionally offering the boys advice on how they should pleasure each other. I couldn't make out exactly what she was saying because she was kind of whispering to them both. While I couldn't make out what I was saying I could hear how unsteady her voice was. While she was talking she'd masturbate faster as if she was excited by what she was whispering to them. Then they'd change what they were doing a little bit like sliding each others hands up and down their shining cocks instead of just gently bouncing them as they'd been doing when I first started looking. I had begun cupping my mound through my panties for a little while and became aware that the repetitive squishing sounds I had been hearing for the last few minutes was me squeezing myself through my underpants. On the other side of the wall Tom had fallen to his knees in response to something Meadow had said and appeared to be preparing to suck my brother's dick. At this point, the fact that I was watching my brother with another guy hardly made any difference. I was watching Tom mostly and, of course Meadow as she sat there openly diddling her clit and issuing instructions. Can you blame me at this point if I started gently flicking my own clit through my underwear? While I teased at my hard nipple with the other hand I continued pressing my face against the wall. Tom was giving his first blowjob. He opened his mouth and my brother immediately filled it. For a moment it looked like he wouldn't be able to get the head in there but he opened a little wider and my brother slid the head of his cock into Tom's mouth. I continued to play with my clit as I watched him begin to slide it in and out a little as Tom's aching boner bounced and dripped forlornly as he set about giving my brother head. I wondered why Meadow didn't at least jack him off a little but in my heart I liked the sight of Tom being so excited while he was sucking another guy's boner. My brother didn't last long. I finally reached inside of my panties and started seriously masturbating when my brother disgorged an apparently gigantic load of warm cream into Tom's mouth. Tom swallowed rapidly but apparently not quite fast enough because sperm started running down his chin and dripping onto his chest and bouncing erection. Suddenly I realized that Meadow was no longer seated in the chair. Panicking I backed away from the wall, my heart thundering. After a few moments it became apparent that wherever Meadow had gone she wasn't coming here and I prepared to go back to the hole in the wall. Just then I heard paper rustling and saw the poster under the hole move. I stopped dead in my tracks and saw that something was pushing the poster out from the wall. I pulled the tack from one side and saw that there was a larger hole in the wall. The cock that was sticking out of it had to be Tom's. I stood looking at it for a long time and as if in a trance reached out and squeezed it gently with my hand. This caused him to deliver a long shiny stream of pre-come that landed on the floor with a barely perceptible spatter. I squeezed again and again it delivered a gentle little drizzle of fluid. With the flat of my palm I began smearing his cock with this slippery fluid while I resumed masturbating myself with the other hand. I realized that we were both equally slippery and for some reason that I will never understand, I got on my knees, still masturbating and opened my mouth preparing to do to Tom what he had just finished doing to my brother. I couldn't quite make it fit inside my mouth no matter how wide I tried to open up. After a couple tries I started kissing along the underside. I kissed his rigid member all over and after a minute or two I realized that a string of fluid from his cock was running down my cheek and onto my shoulder. In all my life I have never been so hot and bothered or felt so absolutely nasty as I did that night as his rod stiffened even as I kissed along the slippery shaft and began to lazily discharge long ropes of cream. They landed on the floor with a soft spattering sound. As if in a dream I moved around and positioned myself so his erupting dick would continue to discharge jet after jet of warm spume onto my breasts as I continued to masturbate like a lunatic feeling my orgasm overtake me even before I knew I was coming. Three months later we started going out together. I can't remember exactly when we became an official couple but for some reason Tom wanted to go out with me pretty badly. He asked me several times before I agreed to go out with him. I think the memory of that night weighed pretty heavily on both our minds so we came to an unspoken agreement. There was no acknowledgement of the events that had transpired between the four of us. I think there were things that happened that night that neither of us really cared to discuss with the other. We admitted nothing and stood on the fifth. It was just something that we didn't talk about. I will admit that the events of that night changed me basically and I was much more aware of my own sexuality. I liked the secret knowledge that my boyfriend was really a cock-sucker and his unspoken awareness that I was one too. Or, at least trying to become one. So like I said, we started going out. We went to movies, we went out to eat and we took long walks together. We found that we actually liked one another and developed a friendship. Gradually we became physically involved and for the first time in my life I permitted a boy some access to my nether regions but mainly we kissed and touched each other through our clothes. When I finally let Tom stroke my pussy a little I was encouraged that he wasn't freaked out by how nearly naked my mound was. Of course, he had already seen...that night. It was the one thing that we didn't discuss openly, we were both too shy to bring it up again. I must admit that I thought about it frequently and often wondered when I sent him home with a raging boner if he wound up sticking it through that hole that opened into his sister's room. Thinking about this should have made me a little jealous but it actually made me kind of hot and I must admit that I thought about it at night while my hand moved under the covers stroking my slippery pussy. PART 2 The Doctor's Exam After we had been going out for nearly a year my mother called me into the den. "Sarah", she said, "Your father and I have been talking and we think that you and Tom might be considering going all the way." I didn't say anything but my deep blush, well that must have spoken volumes for me. My mom continued, "Your father and I have set an appointment with a gynecologist for a physical exam." My mother hesitated and I just stared at her. Finally she continued, saying, "We've set this appointment so he can see if you are healthy and...to remove your maidenhead." "What?" I stammered. "We want your first experience with sexual intercourse to be as nice as possible and getting rid of your hymen will help this happen." "What about...birth control?" "Your father and I don't believe in birth control." I didn't say anything more but I couldn't help but reflect that I had nine brothers and sisters five of them younger than me. My older sister who was just barely twenty years old already had three kids...and a very hot husband I must admit. My mom must have taken my silence for consent because she continued, "This is the same doctor who removed my hymen when your father and I first started going together, I guess it's kind of a family tradition." Despite my parent's somewhat advanced sexual viewpoint, I had been raised to be a relatively submissive daughter so when my mom handed me the slip of paper with the appointment time and place, I took it. It was a warm summer day when I walked to the office for my appointment. I was wearing a short light one-piece summer dress that I felt was really pretty. It had an elastic band that wrapped under my breasts and really showed their shape with a neckline that showed enough cleavage to be hot but not so much as to be really immodest. I hadn't told Tom about the appointment and was pretty nervous about the whole thing. After a few minutes in a nondescript waiting room I was called into the examination room, handed a cotton hospital gown and told to change into it before the doctor came. I left my panties on and sat in a surpassingly comfortable leather chair with the gown gaping in the back, as those kinds of gowns tend to do. After a few minutes of the People magazine I had carried in with me from the waiting room, the door opened and the doctor came into the room accompanied by Tom, my boyfriend. You could have knocked me over with a feather. I gasped, "Uh...Tom..?" The doctor spoke, saying, "Let me explain". I turned my eyes towards him. "Your parents have a, shall we say, unique outlook on sex and marriage. I'm not sure that I agree with every single thing involved but your parents have a marriage that's been going strong for thirty years." The doctor paused to take a breath and then continued. "Apparently your mother was talking with Tom and he mentioned that he'd never been in the same room naked with you." At this point Tom spoke up, grinning bashfully, "I was trying to avoid getting you in trouble, I didn't think she wanted me to see you naked." The doctor resumed. "That's exactly what she wants. She wants me to give Tom here a sort of guided tour of your body while I do the examination and maybe a few pointers that will increase the quality of your first experience together." By this time I was blushing bright red. Have you ever heard someone say that they didn't know whether to shit or go blind? That was me; I was flabbergasted to say the least. My thoughts were still tumbling like laundry in a dryer as the doctor took my elbow and prepared to help me onto the table. Sometimes I tell myself that I didn't have time to think and if the doctor had waited even thirty seconds longer, I'd have never gotten on that table. That is when I am lying to myself. This is really difficult to admit; really hard to talk about but I was already feeling kind of excited and tingly when I climbed onto the examination table and sat there looking at the doctor and Tom. He had me lie on my back and place my feet into the stirrups and then the table moved so I was kind of sitting up. "Please slip your arms out of the gown" The gown slid onto my stomach exposing my breasts. My nipples began to pucker slightly getting ready to stand up on their own, "I must look like a total slut," I thought to myself regarding my treacherous nipples as they continued, against my best intentions, to redden and grow hard while the doctor looked on. The doctor did the usual breast examination and when he was finished, called Tom over. Taking my right nipple between his thumb and forefinger he began rolling and squeezing it lightly as he spoke in a conversational tome of voice with Tom. "Your girlfriend is already sexually excited but I doubt that she will admit it to anyone right now, least of all; herself." As he continued to gently pull on my nipple, he lectured Tom. "Most girls like to show off and as you can see, her nipples are erect and she's flushed mostly as a response to being naked in front of both of us." "Look how she responds to this little bit of stimulation I'm providing." He gave my nipple a light squeeze and I shivered despite myself. "Here," he released my now rigid nipple, "Have a try" and gestured for Tom to step up. Tom gently began to squeeze the same nipple the doctor had and the doctor told him to start on the other one, so he reached over and began to tease my other nipple, which was already standing up and tingling before he even touched it. I sometimes believe that my eyes were closed because I didn't want to see the kind of things that were happening to me. I guess I was kind of trying to pretend that I was above this kind of thing and by closing my eyes I could hide how excited I was becoming. This did not work. The doctor kept giving Tom little pointers about how to touch me until I thought I was going to jump out of my skin. I was so embarrassed by what was happening I was almost grateful when the doctor removed the gown leaving me entirely naked with my legs spread before both of them. "Please step over here" the doctor said to Tom picking a speculum off the table. "Most women find this procedure very unpleasant but because of her degree of arousal Sarah may actually enjoy what I'm about to do." The doctor gradually inserted the speculum with surprising ease as he commented to Tom, "You can see how lubricated she is, now step over here and I'll point out her cervix to you. Tom said, "I didn't think you could use something like that on a virgin." The doctor replied, "Actually nowadays virginity is mostly a misnomer. Most girls have ruptured the hymen through athletic programs and other activities but you can see how tight the entrance still is. Clearly Sarah has never had a baby and if she's been fucked, she hasn't been with many partners." After taking Tom on a walking tour of my reproductive system the doctor finally removed the instrument and started to touch and identify my various girl parts. Actually despite maintaining a conversational tome as he lectured Tom, he was mainly playing with my clitoris which was causing me to become more and more aroused despite myself. "You can see that Sarah really can't help being aroused even though I am a complete stranger, now I want you to resume teasing her nipples while I go down on her for a few moments; just watch her reaction and tell me what you see." Tom followed the doctor's instructions and I didn't know what to say when without another word the doctor got down and started licking my most intimate area. I shook my head, mutely indicating my unease with what was happening. Tom said, "I don't think she wants you to be...eating her, she's shaking her head...I think she wants you to stop." But Tom didn't stop teasing my nipples. The doctor stopped long enough to say, "Pay no attention, she just doesn't want you to think she's some kind of slut but the fact of the matter is that she is very aroused. Her clitoris is very rigid, her labia is swollen and she is lubricating very nicely which will make the removal of her maidenhead go much more smoothly." Knocked Up! I finally found my voice. "Please stop what you're doing" I whispered shakily. The doctor got to his feet and said, "All right but you must be properly aroused and lubricated in order for this next procedure to take place, Tom, please take over for me." With that, the doctor left the room. I looked over at Tom and it was apparent that he was aroused as well. He had a rigid erection tenting his pants but he asked me if he should stop and I just didn't know what to say. After a moment I replied, "Well....if it's necessary for the doctor to do his job...I just don't want...him...eating my pussy." Without another word Tom took over where the doctor left off and in the few minutes of relative privacy we were allowed Tom kissed and licked my cunt until I was on the verge of creaming in his mouth. Before that could happen the door opened and the doctor walked in again holding a realistic looking rubber penis. Tom immediately stopped what he was doing and got to his feet. He was breathing hard and his pants were grotesquely distended. I noticed a small wet spot and realized that Tom was as aroused as I was. The doctor apologized and asked Tom to pull his pants down so the doctor could make sure that the penis was about the same size as Tom's erection. "I've got to compare to make sure I've got the right size here." The doctor said apologetically. Tom unbuckled his pants and then unzipped them revealing an erection that was just as hard as it had been that night with my brother. The doctor held the rubber penis next to Tom's boner and then said, "Perfect." Then he did something totally unexpected. He took Tom's hard cock in his hand and started to gently stroke it...and Tom let him. "You like that, don't you? The doctor asked in that same friendly conversational tone of voice. "No" Tom gasped, "Not....really." "Do you want me to stop?" Tom didn't say anything as the doctor's hand continued to stroke his boner. At this point I noticed that the doctor's pants were also noticeably distended and his conversational tone had grown just a little shaky as he said to Tom, "Go ahead, you can admit that you like it." Tom was blushing bright red as he mumbled "It feels good...but you shouldn't..." The doctor stopped what he was doing and said, "You're probably right. You should pull your pants back up because a nurse will need to be present for this procedure. I still can't believe that Tom was able to jam his totally erect cock back into his pants but he managed somehow and stood there breathing hard as the doctor went to get the nurse. In the silence that ensued Tom stood beside me with his pants jutting out about a mile. There was no doubt that what had been going on was very exciting to him. The fact that he wouldn't meet my eyes told me that he was humiliated and embarrassed by the same sex contact that had just taken place. I was confused and guilty that I was so aroused. Being entirely naked in front of two men who were just as aroused as I was but who weren't allowed to really fuck me was a serious turn on for me. I could feel my heart beating and whit every heartbeat I could feel my rigid nipples and my stiffened clit throb. The fact that my boyfriend was standing there with a giant hard on looking at me just poured fuel on the fire. For the first time in my life I would have willingly let Tom fuck me until he came filling me to overflowing with his warm cream. I knew that that wasn't going to happen here so I contented myself with reaching out, taking Tom's hand and giving it a squeeze. Tom squeezed back and then guided my hand to the massive bulge in his pants. I began to gingerly touch him and then the door opened and Tom stepped back. The young woman who accompanied the doctor back in to the room hardly looked old enough to be a nurse but I was in no position to comment at the time. She was wearing a nurse's white skirt and white pantyhose and somehow seemed vaguely familiar but I couldn't quite place her. I didn't have much time to think about it because the doctor walked briskly to the table and placing the rubber penis firmly against my swollen and oozing opening instructed the nurse to stand next to me and observe the process. I gasped as the penis parted my slippery labia and began to widen my manhole. Soon the tip was all the way in and the doctor began to move it back and forth gently as the nurse and Tom stood on opposite sides of me watching. To be honest I can't say exactly when I officially was deflowered. I was far too excited to even notice if there was any pain involved. Maybe it was like the doctor said and I'd lost my hymen years before and not been aware of it. After the penis had been inserted to the hilt the doctor instructed the nurse to begin moving it back and forth inside of me in order to widen me a little bit. I could feel her fingers push against my labia as she attempted to get a grasp of its slippery length. Soon she was sliding it in and out with surprising ease while I tried not to respond to the effect that this was having on me. I don't know why I tried to hide my reaction because the slippery wet sound it made as it slid in and out of my soaking portal made it clear that I was enjoying myself even though I tried to remain entirely motionless while it went on. I was so intent on masking my response to what was essentially a dildo sliding in and out of my soaking and slippery pussy that I hadn't been paying attention to Tom and the doctor. I was busy concentrating on keeping my facial expression entirely neutral when I heard the sound of a belt and then a zipper. My eyes flew open and I turned to see the doctor helping Tom out of his pants. "What are you doing?" I gasped as the rubber cock continued to slide in and out with increasing ease. "Just making Tom a little more comfortable" was the smooth and entirely unruffled reply. Before I could articulate a reply I began to shudder and cream right there in front of all of them. I tried to keep this matter to myself. I closed my eyes again and lie entirely motionless as the waves of sensation moved over me while my pussy began to pour copious amounts of girl cream onto the nurse's moving hand. My effort was a failure because the doctor noticed at once and of course just had to comment while the slick and shining cock continued to piston in and out of me. "As you can see, Sarah is having a climax right now, which, of course she is trying to conceal from us for fear of being thought of as a complete slut, isn't that right Sarah?" "Uh..." Before I could say anything the second wave of my climax caught me and all I was able to do was gasp and shudder and do it again as they all stood and watched. The doctor had the nurse withdraw the rubber penis and while I recovered the doctor had me look over at Tom who was actually standing there naked from the waist down and masturbating. "Your boyfriend needs some relief Sarah" he said softly. I whimpered..."I know." "Now our nurse here is a certified sexual surrogate and if you want I can have Tom relieve himself with her and you and I can watch or else you can let Tom fuck you." I looked at Tom again and saw a long rope of pre-come dripping from his pole as he continued to jack off in front of us all. "Do you have a condom?" I asked, still feeling my own climax subsiding. "I'm afraid not" the doctor said, "but I'm sure Tom would promise to control himself, wouldn't you Tom?" "I promise Sarah, I won't come inside of you." He gasped, still stroking his cock as he made this promise. Looking at the shiny rope of pre-come, I hesitated and the doctor said, "If you're not comfortable with Tom fucking you right off perhaps he can demonstrate his self control with Debbie here." Well that put me in bit of a quandary. Maybe I was OK with the knowledge that from time to time Tom stuck his cock through a hole in his bedroom wall so his sister could suck it, but this was something else. Did I really want to watch my boyfriend fucking a total stranger? Especially one as pretty as this girl. In the end the Green Eyed Monster won. I decided that it would be better to let Tom fuck me and take a chance at getting pregnant my first time out rather then watch him fucking her. He stepped between my legs and I could feel the head of his cock at my slippery entrance gradually stretching it wider and wider until at last the head was inside of me. I gasped and shuddered as I felt him begin to slowly slide the length of his bone into my swollen box. Once he had driven himself to the hilt I expected him to begin moving back and forth but he stood there practically motionless. I started to squirm around a little bit and he gasped, "Sarah, please don't move." I could see that he was fighting a losing battle with himself but before I could tell him to pull out I felt his first forceful jet of sperm warming my insides. I felt it gushing against my cervix as if he was deliberately trying to make me pregnant. Both his eyes were closed and I don't think he heard me telling him to pull out, he was in another world. I was still up in the stirrups and although I tried to pull myself off of his spewing member it was no good and I could feel each gush as he emptied an apparently inexhaustible supply of warm cream into my slippery hole. As I struggled to pull myself off his erupting cock I turned and saw the doctor and his nurse watching us and masturbating together. The doctor had simply unzipped his pants and was stroking his rigid dick as casually as if he was reading the paper. Beside him his nurse had hiked up her skirt, yanked down her pantyhose and was sitting in a chair using the same rubber penis that had been up my puss not ten minutes before to bang herself as they both watched my boyfriend filling with his warm sperm. That about did it for me. Even as I struggled to extricate myself from his dick, which continued to unload inside of me, I started to cream despite myself. I didn't even try to hide it I just let my climax roll over me like an ocean. My big mistake was closing my eyes. I felt Tom briefly withdraw his cock and then slide it back in again. I was too far-gone to even care what he was doing and just let the feeling wash over me until I felt more come being pumped into my pussy. It's true Tom was a young man...but. My eyes flew open but instead of Tom it was the doctor plugging me and emptying his apparently overstocked balls into my pussy, a blissful grin on his face, eyes closed....cock pumping and ejaculating...inside of me. To one side of me was Tom slumped in a chair, apparently comatose. On the other the nurse was masturbating so fast her hand was nearly a blur as she moved the rubber penis in and out of her sopping hole frantically trying to join the doctor in his ill-gotten climax. Despite all this new information I continued climaxing even as I screamed at the doctor to stop what he was doing...but it was too late...he was done. I was literally filled to overflowing and I could feel a mixture of Tom and the doctor's sperm leaking out of me and running down my backside. He withdrew his dripping member from my lather filled puss and tucked it back into his pants while the nurse shuddered and bucked joining in with her own belated orgasm. Now here's the thing. I could have gotten down from the table at that point. Honestly I probably could have gotten down at any time while this was happening to me. It's true, my feet were up in stirrups but I wasn't tied to them or anything. One part of my mind whispers that I was in shock over what had happened to me. The other part, the honest part tells me that I really liked what was happening to me. Otherwise why would I have just remained motionless on the table while the aftershocks of my orgasm stuttered and eventually subsided. Why would I have napped briefly as I felt my boyfriends and the doctor's cream still leaking out and cooling on my backside? While I napped I dreamed that I was being fucked by a bunch of guys. There were a few people watching the sight. They were dressed in business attire, suits, skirts, ties and all that. They watched impassively as I took load after load until my pussy was just a creamy mess. A group of ten or fifteen guys stood around me jacking off and watching the guy fucking me blow the eleventh or twelfth load I'd taken so far. I was letting them all ejaculate inside of me, one after the other. One of the guys watching commented to his girlfriend that I was a real slut, letting all those guys drain their balls into me. She raised her nose, as if she smelled something bad in the air and said, "I'd never do that." Too bad her nose was so high or she'd have seen her boyfriend's erection tenting his pants. Suddenly I became aware that I wasn't dreaming but I was still being fucked...and I've got to admit that I must have brought a little of the dream back with me into the real world. When my eyes flew open this time, the doctor and the nurse were using the rubber cock on me and I was already quite aroused. Maybe it was because of the dream but my body was aroused and I was just along for the ride. Maybe it was the Stockholm syndrome or the Patty Hearst response but I didn't even try to stop them. "At least it can't make me pregnant" I thought to myself and resigned myself to the inevitable orgasm that was rapidly overtaking me. Suddenly I felt the familiar warmth beginning to flood my insides and looking closer at what was going on I noticed a rubber tube leading from the base of the penis to a rubber bulb clasped in the nurses hand. She gave it a little squeeze and the familiar warmth returned. "You're probably wondering where we got this much sperm." the doctor said using his conversational tone of voice. I felt another squirt inside of me and, despite myself, climaxed a little, making a reply very difficult. "Ah, you're occupied I see, well let me explain, we've been milking Tom here for the last couple of weeks and he produced nearly a quarter of an ounce. I contributed some but we had to go to the sperm bank to get the rest." "How..." I started to say. "How much sperm is in that little rubber bulb?" I stared, openmouthed. "A little over three ounces. Debbie, why don't you give our girl a little more cream." I felt the familiar warmth flood my insides. I swear I felt it splashing against my cervix and I dissolved into an extended orgasm that shook my body for thirty seconds without letup. There was no doubt that they were trying to get me knocked up and at this point I didn't care. Tom had reappeared at my side; his cock re-inflated as he watched me taking a load of sperm that technically was the equivalent of being fucked by eighty or ninety guys. Here's the sad part. We both liked what was happening to me. If Tom had problems with what was going on, his penis was apparently just fine with these turns of events. He watched with keen interest as the sperm overflowed around the rubber penis and dripped out of me. Clearly it aroused him to watch me take a load of this size and quantity. His reddened and erect boner dripped a steady drizzle of fluid as he watched me climax shamelessly right in front of him. It was at this point that I truly fell in love with Tom; we were both sluts. Looking into his eyes I whispered, "Do you want me to take it all?" He nodded and began to masturbate. "Give it all to me." I said to the nurse and reaching down began to flick my clitoris openly masturbating with my boyfriend as he watched the cream ooze out of my overflowing portal. She squeezed the bulb and I came so hard I peed on the doctor, my stream arching out of me forcefully and splashing his face and shoulders "Serves him right" I remember thinking ruefully as once again I was shaken by an extended climax which seemed to go on forever. When I returned to earth the doctor had withdrawn the rubber penis and Tom was still masturbating beside me. "Sarah" he whispered, I'm gonna come. "Do it in me" I told him, "I don't think at this point it really makes a difference. He didn't get there quite in time and I felt his first spurt splash against my clitoris but then he got inside of me and I could feel him drain the rest of his load into me and of course, I joined him in his climax. I let the doctor do me again. Apparently I hadn't managed to exhaust his entire supply of sperm. By this time I was just lying there, basically a receptacle for semen. My pussy was coated on the outside with lather which I could hear squishing as he worked to empty this final load into my overstocked womb. I masturbated while he fucked me and Debbie, apparently encouraged by my openness joined in, flicking her clitoris shamelessly with one hand and playing with Tom's semi-flaccid penis with the other. The doctor blew his load and I climaxed again this time urged on by my own finger as I flicked my clit rapidly back and forth. I stopped for a moment and then made little circles around the hardened nub, my hand almost a blur as I raced the doctor to the finish line of our little race. Even as he was adding his contribution of creamy discharge to the countless others that had filled me today I looked over to see if Tom was watching me climax. He was fucking Debbie. While I was digesting this information, the doctor pulled out of me having emptied probably every living sperm in his body into my cluttered in-box. Tom, my boyfriend was fucking Debbie the nurse. He was fucking Debbie, right in front of me. Apparently his penis was no longer semi-flaccid. It seemed that he was enjoying fucking Debbie to the point where I don't think he knew I was in the room. He was rigidly erect and he was sliding his cock in and out of Debbie who herself seemed to be on the verge of climax. Clearly Tom was wearing no protection but Debbie didn't seem to mind. As I watched I saw his cream pouring out from around his cock as he continued fucking her while he filled her with his sperm. I hardly knew what to say. After all, the doctor had just finished blowing a load in me, I suppose it was only fair that Tom got to pump another girl while I watched. Watched and masturbated. I will admit to feeling a little stab of jealousy as I watched him draining himself into that little slut's pussy. I mean, the way she carried on you'd think she'd never had an orgasm before, it was pretty sleazy. I guess that if I was masturbating while I watched this I can't afford to be too judgmental. She came before I did. I guess she needed to. She shuddered, whimpered and finally cried out as Tom continued squirting into her. What a slut. But the fact of the matter is that I was also coming, vigorously rubbing my now practically painful clitoris as I watched, determined to outdo Debbie at her own game. I called out to them, "Both of you, watch me, I'm almost there." and shamelessly jacking off in front of both of them I sent myself over the edge one final time that afternoon. Of course I got pregnant. Knocked up, as they say. Sometime I'll write about gradually growing pregnant with my new husband Tom and some of the things we've done together. Since pregnancy was no longer an issue I'm afraid we've both become a bit promiscuous. I let my own brother fuck me but only because Tom wouldn't stop plugging Meadow. Anyway, that's another story for another day. 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