14 comments/ 110139 views/ 11 favorites Helping Out a Friend Ch. 01 By: 3fingermojo My wife and I have been married for 10 years now, and have three beautiful children together. We met and married young, so we're only in our mid 30's. People comment quite frequently on how good looking and well behaved our children are, and several people have even joked that if we could bottle up our genes and sell them, we'd make a fortune. Anyhow, that is what got us into this whole situation to start with so I wanted to explain that before I told my story. My wife (Megan) has a good friend (Sara) that she is very close with. Sara fell in with a rotten guy in her senior year of high school and they had a daughter together. The relationship did not last and he turned out to be one of those guys who is in and out of jail, never pays child support, etc., so she is a single mother raising her only daughter. She's dated some on and off over the years, but never seems to find anybody who's interested in anything more than a 1 night stand or being "fuck buddies". Over the years, she was constantly complaining that her biological clock is ticking and that she wants to meet the right man to have another child with before she's too old to be able to enjoy raising the child properly. Recently, she has come to the conclusion that she should have a child on her own, she has done a wonderful job of raising her only daughter on her own and has decided she doesn't need a man to help her be a good parent, so she decided to look into artificial insemination and made herself an appointment with a specialist. On the day of her appointment, she shows up at our house crying and visibly upset, so I take the kids out back to swim in the pool so her and my wife can have some alone time to talk. Later on that evening after the kids were asleep and we were laying in bed, my wife told me what had happened to upset Sara so much. Apparently, Sara went to her appointment with the insemination specialist and was severely disappointed that she could not even come close to affording the costs involved with the process. As a single mother, she works but her job does not provide benefits so she and her daughter have medical cards to pay for their health expenses, and the medical card does not cover things such as this. My wife then went on to explain to me how this was like crushing her one and only dream to have another child when she found this out. My wife tried to comfort her by explaining she still has plenty of time to meet a man, get married and have another child, but she was adamant that she's content to have another child alone. As a joke my wife suggested she simply go out and "bed a guy down" from a local bar when she was ovulating, but Sara of course would hear nothing of it as she didn't want her child coming from a man who lived in bars. As we lay in bed that evening and started to pet and kiss a little as we talked, my wife said to me in a nonchalant tone, "It's too bad Sara can't afford insemination, she actually had asked me before if we would consider allowing you to be the donor if she did go through with it. She knows the child would be coming from good, healthy genes." "I don't know how I'd feel about that," I replied. "Thank goodness it's not going to happen, because I'm not sure if I could handle knowing I had a child out there that I was not raising as my own." "What if it could happen?" my wife continued. "Wouldn't you be willing to help her out? She's such a good friend of ours, how could we turn her down?" "It doesn't matter," I replied. "She can't afford the insemination procedure, so it's not something we need to concern ourselves with." "But she wants this so bad," my wife continued. "It's a shame it costs so much to get a little bit of these fellas," she said as she started to stroke the length of my penis. "Too bad there wasn't another way to get the job done," she said as she lowered her head and took my now erect penis into her mouth. After a few licks up and down the shaft she turned her head to look at me and asked, "Don't you think there is some way we could do the injection ourselves? Couldn't we just put some in a medicinal syringe and give it to her to shoot up there?" "That would never work, Megan," I replied shaking my head as she took my entire length deep down into her throat. "Besides, lets stop talking about this. There are more important things we need to concentrate on right now," I continued as I rolled her left nipple around in-between my thumb and index finger. Without answering, she slid up my body and lowered herself down eagerly onto my now rock hard erection. Laying her hands on my chest, she started to slowly pump up and down on me as I fondled her breasts with one hand while rubbing softly on her clit with the other. As the pace picked up, Megan lowered herself down so she was completely on top of me while I wrapped my hands firmly on her ass cheeks and started pumping up into her as fast I could. The pace quickened and got more intense and as I neared climax, I whispered in her ear that I was about to cum, she blew me out of the water by replying, "If only Sara were here right now, you could pull it out quick and deposit that hot semen inside of her!" Hearing this sent me right over the edge and I moaned loudly as we pumped and grinded our way to a mutual intense orgasm. As we slowly pumped back and forth, basking in the afterglow of our intense fuck session, Megan said; "You know, that's not a half bad idea. What's the harm in us helping out my best friend get pregnant if she can't afford insemination?" "Are you really suggesting what I think you're suggesting?" I asked. "I think it would be nice of us, what's the worse that could happen?" Megan asked. To be continued... Helping Out a Friend Ch. 02 A day or two had gone by since the episode in bed that night where my wife basically suggested I have sex with her friend Sara to help her get pregnant. Caught up in the everyday routine of life, I had almost forgotten about it until we were lying in bed one evening and Megan brought it up again. "Have you given any thought to my proposal?" she asked. "Are you seriously suggesting I have sex with Sara to get her pregnant?" I asked. "I think it's something we should consider," she continued. "She's been a great friend to us for years, and if we could do something to help her out like this, I think it's only right of us to do so. I'm going to invite her over tomorrow to discuss it over dinner if that's ok with you?" "I guess so," I replied. "But I'm not sure this is a good idea. How will you feel knowing that I slept with your best friend? I'm not even certain myself that I feel comfortable having sex outside of our marriage, even if it is for a good cause like this." "We'll discuss all that tomorrow," Megan said. With that she pulled me over towards her and started to gently kiss her way up my neck, nibbling on my nose before slipping her tongue into my mouth. After about five minutes of heavy petting and kissing the discussion we had just been having was the last thing on my mind. I slid down below the covers and removed my wife's lacy purple thong underwear and slowly started to lick my way up the insides of her legs. Continuing upwards, I started to tease her by slowly licking around the outside of her lips and blowing gently on her engorged clit without actually touching it at all. I continued this teasing for another few minutes until she grabbed tightly a hold of my hair with both hands and practically pulled my entire face directly into her vagina well moaning loudly and bucking her hips. I then shifted my concentration to licking slowly up her slit, stopping to tease her clitoris over and over again with my tongue. As she started moaning louder, I buried my tongue the entire way into her warm, inviting hole and proceeded to give her a fast and furious tongue lashing. "Don't stop, don't stop," she moaned as she fucked my face with great intensity. I could tell she was nearing climax, so I gently slid my hands around and cupped her buttocks in my hand, pulling her as close to my face as possible. As my nose grinded into her pelvic bone, I slipped one index finger in between her ass cheeks and slowly started to slide it up inside of her ass. This was all she needed to send her the whole way over the edge and she erupted with a shattering orgasm as she clawed at the back of my head, fucking my face furiously while moaning out loud. After Megan came back down to earth and released her death grip on my head, I reached down and slid my boxers off and slid the rest of the way up her body stopping only to give her erect nipples a few licks. With one fluid motion, I slid into her dripping pussy and started pumping in and out, slowly at first, then picking the pace up gradually. Megan responded by thrusting upward to meet each one of my thrusts while running her hands up and down my back at the same time. As our pace quickened, Megan wrapped her legs tightly around my back and squeezed me tightly, as if trying to suck my entire body into her. I started to feel the tightening in my nuts and reached under her to lift on her ass cheeks, pulling her body up off the bed with each upward thrust. Megan then slid her tongue in and out of my ear and whispered, "Sara isn't going to have any idea what hit her if you fuck her like this." Just like the other night, even the mention of another woman's name during our lovemaking was enough to send me over the edge again, and I pounded my way through one of the most intense orgasms I had in a long time while Megan started to scratch at my back enjoying her second orgasm of the night. We lay like that for a few minutes until I slid off of her and rolled over onto my back and fell asleep almost instantly; completely drained from our quick yet intense fuck session. The next day was so hectic at work that I didn't really have much time to think about the whole matter until I walked in the door that evening and was surprised to see Sara sitting at the dinner table with my wife instead of our kids. "Where are the kids?" I asked. "At my mother's house," Megan replied. "I didn't think this was a real good topic for our normal dinner table discussion, so they're spending the night there." "Why are they staying there overnight?" I asked, even though I had a good idea what the answer would be. "Well, the thing is," my wife stammered, "Sara has been tracking her cycles, and she's ovulating today and tomorrow so we figured…." "Yeah, I know what you figured," I interrupted. "Let's talk about it while we eat, I'm starved!" Over dinner, we discussed the whole idea, and I decided I could probably go through with it, as long as Sara promised to keep my identity a secret from not only the child, but everybody else as well. I still wasn't a hundred percent sure how I would feel knowing I was the biological father of her child, but my wife insisted it would be fine, that people do this sort of thing all the time through sperm banks. I finally agreed, but a small voice in the back of my head kept nagging at me, telling me this could turn out bad. Sara agreed that keeping the child's identity was the best idea, and we then started to discuss the other side of the whole matter, the actual sex. I told Megan and Sara that I wasn't entirely certain that I wanted to have sex with Sara, and was afraid of how it would make both Megan and I feel after the fact. After a bit more discussion, I came up with an idea of how I could do it. My idea was to have Megan give me a blowjob while Sara lied on the bed and right as I was ready to climax, I would stick it inside of Sara just long enough to have my orgasm and fill her with the semen she so desired. The girls thought this seemed like a good idea since it would get the job done without Sara and I really having to have much actual sex, so we finished dinner and went to the living room to drink a few glasses of wine to relax us a bit before heading to the bedroom. Once we had all downed a few glasses of wine, we moved into our bedroom. I decided it would be best if Sara would lie under the covers with her pants and underwear off while Megan "serviced" me as I sat on the other side of the bed. Sara crawled under the covers and then slid her pants and underwear off while giggling like a little girl and threw them on the floor beside the bed. I sat down on the other side of the bed and slid my pants off, but left my boxers on. "Aren't you going to take your boxers off?" asked Megan. "I think I'd rather leave them on and just slide it out the hole," I told Megan. "It will be a little less personal that way, don't you think?" Megan didn't answer, instead she reached in through the hole in the front of my boxers and slid my partially erect penis out and immediately started to lick up and down the length of the shaft. With my back to Sara, I was pretty certain she couldn't actually see my dick, but I still felt tense and nervous, and my dick didn't seem to want to "rise" to the occasion at first. After a few minutes of Megan's expert oral skills however, it started to spring to life and I could feel the stirrings in my loin as the orgasm started to build up inside of me. All of a sudden, Sara leaned around the side of me to have a look at what was going on and I could feel her breasts pushing into my back as she asked, "How's it coming along? Don't get caught up in the moment and forget about me over here waiting for my donation!" Upon Sara saying this, Megan and her both started to laugh wildly. As Megan laughed, the vibrations from her laughing while her lips were wrapped around my cock coupled with Sara's tits being pushed into my back were more than I could handle and I felt my climax coming on fast and strong. "Here it comes," I yelled. Sara immediately laid back down in the bed and pulled the covers back while I slipped my cock out of Megan's mouth and rolled over in the bed to try and mount Sara. As I slid between her legs and pushed my dick towards the target, I knew I was only seconds away from losing it. I pushed the head of my dick against the outer opening of her pussy, but something we didn't anticipate happened; Sara was not wet at all. "Shit," I cried out, "I can't get it in!" "Let me try," Sara replied while reaching down and grabbing a hold of my throbbing penis. As soon as Sara's hand grabbed onto my dick, I knew I was in trouble. The skin to skin contact was enough to send me over the edge, and I started erupting, shooting my cum all over her legs and the outer lips of her pussy. "Uh-oh," said Megan. "Great," said Sara. "I have cum everywhere but the one place I actually need it." ….to be continued Helping Out a Friend Ch. 03 The three of us sat there on the bed for a minute, contemplating what had just happened. Sara sat to my right wiping the sperm off the inside of her legs, while Megan (my wife), sat staring in disbelief. "All that work for nothing," Megan said. "That was a big load too; it's a damn shame it's not up inside her where it should be." "You up for trying again?" asked Sara. "Give me a minute," I replied. "In fact, would you mind if Megan and I went in the living room to talk while you cleaned up?" I asked. "Not at all," Sara replied. "Let me know if and when you're ready to try again." With that, I pulled my shorts back on and Megan and I walked into the ling room. Taking a seat beside me on the couch, Megan asked, "Are you going to try again? The kids are going to be at my mother's house all night long, and remember today and tomorrow are the best days to try according to Sara's ovulation calendar and tomorrow won't work for us because of that school play." "Ok," I replied, "we'll give it another go, but I think we're going to have to try something different this time." "What do you have in mind?" my wife asked. 'I'm guessing Sara and I will need to actually have sex for this to work. Trying to shove it in at the last minute didn't work out as well as we had hoped, and let's face it, I'm not exactly Superman here, so we need to make sure to hit the target this time. After talking it over a bit, Megan and I agreed that the best idea here was for Sara and I to actually have sex. Megan rationalized it by saying it wouldn't be anything intimate or special, I was simply being used as a "stud" for Sara. We decided it would be best if Sara and I kept as much clothes on as possible and no kissing, etc. would be involved either; it would simply be a mechanical-type process with no intimacy involved. Megan said it could be basically like I was using Sara's pussy to masturbate. This sounded kind of funny to me, but I agreed it was definitely the best way so we got up and made our way back to the bedroom to tell Sara. Sara was a little bit apprehensive at first, asking Megan if she was sure she would be ok with her and I having sex. Megan told her that she was ok with it, so long as we there was no kissing or other intimacy involved. "So you're saying basically I should be a dead fuck?" Sara asked. "You know what I mean," laughed Megan. "This isn't about having sex for enjoyment. I'd feel much more comfortable if you would just lay there and allow him to do his thing and then we left it at that. The other part of the deal is, I'm going to stay here in the room and watch of course." Sara agreed and we then started to discuss what the best position would be to use. After a bit of discussion, we decided the standard missionary position would probably work best, so Sara stripped her pants off once again and slid under the covers. Between all the discussion of positions and the anticipation of what was about to happen, I was already semi-hard when I dropped my shorts, but Megan reached over and took my semi-hard penis in her hands and began to gently stroke up and down its length to help get me ready for another round. "Hey Sara," I said, "Make sure you're wet this time, that was impossible to get into the last time." "No fears," Sara replied, "I'm one step ahead of you." I looked over to find Sara rubbing several fingers up and down the length of her slit, stopping every few seconds to dip a fingertip into her inviting hole. There was no doubt watching this that Sara was wet this time, you could see the juices coating her finger as she continued her slow, yet deliberate finger-fucking of her pussy. Seeing this brought my cock again to full erection, it felt like a hard piece of steel as my wife rubbed up and down the length of it with her smooth, expert fingers. "Let's get this done," Megan said. "It looks like both of you are ready, so let's get to it!" With that, I slid across the bed and clumsily positioned myself on top of Sara. It was weird, yet exciting at the same time to climb on top of a woman other than my wife; it had been well over 15 years since I have had sex with anybody but Megan. Reaching down with my one hand, I slid the tip of my rock-hard penis against the warm, wet opening of Sara's pussy. I was met with absolutely no resistance whatsoever; in fact I instantly slid almost ball-deep inside of Sara. It was as if she sucked me the entire way into her body and was trying to pull me in further. I stopped for a second and surveyed the room. Sara was staring up at me, with a very strange look on her face. I couldn't tell if it was a look of fear, enjoyment, nervousness, or possibly a combination of all three. Looking over at Megan, she seemed to be disinterested, but I had a feeling that was just an act. I decided I needed to get going so I could get this done and over with before one or the other of them started to talk, so I slowly slid my penis back out and then immediately slammed it back in to the hilt, grinding hard into Sara's pelvis bone when I hit bottom. Sara left out a little grunt as I did this, but again her face was hard to read, so I lowered myself down completely on top of her and started a slow, but steady pumping in and out of her. I was amazed at how great this felt, even with Sara just laying there not actually contributing to the sex at all. Her pussy was very tight, and was also very warm and wet as I slid in and out. I continued to slowly pump in and out of Sara for the next minute or so, while she simply lay there motionless underneath me. Megan continued to sit off to the side, watching contentedly but not actually saying anything at all. After about 3 or 4 minutes of this however, I started to notice a slight change in the way Sara's pussy felt as I slid in and out of it. It was now starting to slowly contract around my dick as I stroked inwards, and then releasing its grip as I pulled out with each stroke. It was as if Sara was actually flexing her pussy muscles as I stroked deep inside of her, which caused me to get even hornier and quicken my pace and fuck her a little harder with each thrust. What happened next took my by surprise, although I'm not quite sure why. I started to notice Sara's hips rise slightly to meet each of my thrusts; she was humping ever so slightly back against me as I fucked her. Her urgency increased a little with each thrust, until there was almost no mistaking the fact that Sara was no longer just allowing me to fuck her, but was now actually fucking with me. While this scared me a tad bit, there was no denying the fact that her pussy felt great as I slid in and out of it, and I could tell I was nearing climax. Sara then took things one step further as I felt one of her hands slide slowly up my ribcage and then down onto my ass where she gave it a firm squeeze and then started to pull down on my ass with each of my downward thrusts, as if she were trying to pull me as deep into her as physically possible. I wasn't sure if Megan could see Sara's hand or not, since we had pulled the covers over us when we first started. Either way, Sara's hand pulling me closer to her while we pumped and grinded into one another caused me to lose control and I started pounding into Sara wildly. With my orgasm only seconds away, Sara slid her legs up along side of mine, almost locking them around my back and began to thrust back fiercely against me, making it very obvious that she was enjoying this just as much as I was. She then wrapped her arms tightly around my back and I heard a small moan escape her lips as she tried desperately to hide the fact that she was having an orgasm of her own, but her body shook so violently there was no way she was going to be able to hide it from either Megan or myself. The moaning and shaking were enough to push me over the edge and I tore lose with my own orgasm, pounding wildly in and out of Sara's quivering pussy while jet after jet of hot semen shot deep inside her until I collapsed completely on top of her. With that, Megan stood up and silently walked out of the room, leaving both Sara and I laying there basking in the after glory of an intense orgasm. I lay on top of Sara for another minute letting any remaining semen drip into her before sliding out of her dripping box and rolling to the other side of the bed. I lay there for a minute and wondered if we had just made possibly the biggest mistake in our marriage. I jumped out of bed and ran towards the living room looking for my wife. ...to be continued. Helping Out a Friend Ch. 04 I ran into the living room to find Megan sitting on the couch with her head hung low, holding it in her hands. "What's the matter?" I asked Megan. Through small sobs Megan replied, "I thought I would be ok with this, but actually seeing you and Sara have sex was harder than I thought it was going to be. I thought it would be more of a mechanical act with no passion involved, but she was definitely enjoying herself in there. The way she clawed at you and wrapped her legs around you left little doubt that she was doing more than just laying there accepting some sperm." "I'm sorry baby, I was so afraid this would happen," I replied, "but you were so persistent about us doing this to help her out." "I know, I know," sobbed Megan. "I'll be fine, it was just a bit more of a shock than I was expecting." Sara then walked into the room, surveyed the scene and asked if everything was ok. Megan explained to her that it had gotten a bit more intense than any of us had planned on and it was a little tough for her to sit and watch. "Sorry about that," Sara said. "I honestly had no intentions of enjoying this, but it's been so long since I've had any sexual contact at all that I just got carried away and couldn't help myself. I should probably go now, I'll talk to you later Megan, ok?" Megan nodded, and with that Sara walked out the door. I sat on the couch and put my arm around Megan and started explaining to her that it wasn't anything more than just sex, there was no love or anything else involved. She said that she understood that and would be fine with it, after all, it was her idea but it was just the initial shock of seeing it happen in front of her. I got us each a glass of wine and we curled up together on the couch to watch a bit of TV. I was sitting at the end of the couch while Megan stretched out with her head in my lap. As we were watching TV, Megan's hand slowly started massaging my thigh. As she massaged upwards I reached around and gently started caressing the nipple of her left breast through her shirt. This continued on for a few minutes until Megan said, "I have to admit, while it was hard to watch, seeing you and Sara go at it in there made me incredibly horny as well." "Well, that's one problem we can definitely solve," I replied as I pulled Megan's face up towards me and kissed her gently on the lips. She responded by kissing me back, slipping her tongue into my mouth as she kissed me with a bit more urgency. As I started to kiss my way down her neck, Megan said, "No need for foreplay, what I need is a good hard fucking, right now!" "No need to tell me twice," I replied as I slid my shorts and boxers down to the floor. With that, I reached up and pulled Megan towards the floor with me, pulling her shorts and underwear down her legs at the same time. She then positioned herself on her knees and bent over the couch with her ass wiggling directly in front of me. I didn't need any further hints as to what she wanted, so I slid up behind her with my throbbing cock in my hand, guiding it towards her pussy until I felt the head of it push against her warm, wet slit. I paused for just a second to position my knees outside of her legs and then pushed forwarded, burying the entire length of my shaft to a hilt inside of her while thinking how funny it was that I was ball deep inside my wife's pussy when I had just been inside her best friend's pussy less than 30 minutes ago. She left out a loud moan and then pushed back against me while gyrating her hips. I pulled slowly back out of her, savoring the feeling as each inch of my shaft slid along the walls of her smooth box until all that was left in her was the head of my cock. I then slammed it violently back into her, practically knocking her into the backside of the couch as I drove my cock as deep into her as possible. She moaned even louder and I then reached under her t-shirt and cupped her breasts with both hands while I began to thrust in and out of her at a nice steady pace. Megan moaned as she pushed backwards into me to meet each of my thrusts, I could feel my pelvic bone slamming into her ass with each thrust. As the pace quickened, I reached down with my right hand and found her swollen clit and started to run up and down it with my index finger while we fucked, still massaging her bra-clad left tit with my other hand. As her pace and moans increased, I could tell Megan was nearing climax quickly, so slid my face up the side of her neck and whispered in her ear, "I love you baby," and then proceeded to nibble her earlobe before alternating between sliding my tongue in and out of her ear and blowing warm air into it a few times. This proved to be too much for her, and she started to yell out loudly while she slammed her hips backwards into me, milking my cock for all she was worth as her body shook from the intense orgasm that had taken over her body. She continued orgasming for at least a solid 30 seconds, moaning and bucking back against me the entire time until she collapsed onto the floor on her side in front of me. I lay down on the floor behind her on my side, and re-inserted my dick into her slowly while I spooned her and started pumping once again in and out of her while holding firmly onto her hips. I continued this for a few minutes, savoring the feeling of her overly-lubricated pussy while squeezing her ass cheek firmly as I used it for a handle to allow me to thrust even harder into her. As I neared my third orgasm of the evening, Megan started to respond again by pushing against me slightly while lowering her hand down to rub her clit as I continued pistioning in and out of her. As my orgasm started building deep inside of me, I moved my hand up from her hips under her shirt again to her right breast and began rolling her nipple around in between my fingers roughly. This was enough for both of us, and I grunted loudly as I started to unleash my third load of the night deep into Megan's orgasming pussy. We both lie there grinding and caressing each other for a good full minute as we milked every last drop of our love juices from each other. After we both finally caught our breath, I turned Megan over to face me and we talked for a few minutes about everything that had happened that night with Sara, and both agreed that it would never happen again. If the seed didn't "take" so to speak, she was just going to have to find somebody else, as we both agreed it wasn't a good idea for us to pursue this any further. With a very eventful evening behind us, we went to bed and slept like babies that night. ------------------------------------------------------------- The next day was very busy for me; work was very hectic and I went from work directly to pick the kids up from my mother's house since Megan was working 3-11 that evening. Upon getting home, I made a quick dinner for the kids and myself and then took them out to play for a bit. While playing with them in the backyard, I realized how much I loved my kids, and how much it would hurt if I were ever to be separated or forbidden to see one of them, and I then started to think about the whole "Sara" ordeal, and how I would really feel if she did indeed end up pregnant. I decided that there was nothing I could do about it at the moment, that I would have to wait and cross that bridge when (and if) I came to it. I finished playing with the kids, took them in and gave them baths and was tucking them in for bed when I heard a knock at the door. I rushed down the steps to see who it could be, and was fairly shocked to open the door and find Sara standing there. "Um, hello Sara," I greeted her. "Megan's at work right now, she..." "I know," replied Sara, "but I really need to talk to you, its very important." "Well, come on in," I replied. Sara came in and sat down and proceeded to spill her guts to me about what she was there for. Apparently they now sell advanced pregnancy tests that you can use 24 hours after to see if you are pregnant, and Sara had taken one this evening and it had came back negative. She then continued on explaining that today was the last day she would be ovulating and really wanted to try again while she was in the most fertile period of her cycle. I interrupted her, explaining that Megan and I had talked about this last night and had decided it would not be a good idea for us to try again, and that while I was sorry it hadn't worked out for her, I wasn't really going to be able to help her out anymore. She then shocked me by telling me she had already talked to Megan on the phone on her way over here, and that Megan had agreed to let it happen again just one more time, but if it didn't work out this time, she told Sara she would be on her own after this. I sat there for a minute in disbelief, not really sure if I should believe Sara or not, so I excused myself and went into our bedroom to call Megan. She told me that Sara had called her about an hour ago to tell her that she was testing negative and was hoping we would be willing to try again. Megan went on to tell me that when she told Sara we had decided to not allow this to happen again, she broke down in tears telling Megan how bad she wanted to be pregnant and that we were her one and only hope, which made Megan feel horrible. She told Sara she would agree to just one more session if I was agreeable, but only if Sara agreed to never bring this up to us again, regardless of what the outcome was. She told me she had tried to call to discuss this with me before Sara arrived, but I did not answer the phone, (I was either outside with the kids or upstairs getting them ready for bed). Megan went on to further rationalize it to me by saying it had already happened once, another time wouldn't really change anything that much morally, and maybe it was for the best if we did it while she was at work so she wouldn't have to be there watching. She told me she had asked Sara to please just keep it as mechanical as possible and to remember why this was happening. She told me Sara had agreed, and she really hoped I would do this just one more time for her best friend. I was somewhat pissed Megan had okayed this without talking to me at all first, but I agreed even though something inside kept telling me all of the possible outcomes to this situation were bad. Megan had to get back to work, so I told her I loved her, hung the phone up and made my way back out towards the living room where Sara was waiting. I took a seat beside Sara on the couch and told her that I had spoken to Megan, and while it was a very awkward situation for us, I was willing to try just once more as long as she understood that no matter what the outcome was, it would not be happening again after this. Sara agreed, so I snuck up the steps to check on the kids, and found them to all be sleeping soundly. I made my way back downstairs and told Sara we should get into the bedroom and get things taken care of before Megan made it home since she didn't want to see it this time. We walked into the bedroom and I closed and locked the door behind us. I felt very awkward as I sat down on the bed beside Sara. There I sat, getting ready to have sex with my wife's very attractive best friend with my wife's permission, yet I somehow just wasn't horny or really excited about it at all. It actually felt more like a chore I was going to perform rather than a sexual encounter. Now don't get me wrong, Sara is a very attractive woman. She's about 5'5", 135lbs. or so with shoulder-length red hair, a nice set of breasts (I'd guess about a 36C or so) and an ass that you just can't help but watch every time it walks by you. Attractive as she may be, and even with my wife's permission, I still couldn't seem to get myself in the mind frame to have sex again with Sara, and my penis seemed to agree as it hung limply inside of my boxers. "Well," Sara started, "how do you want to go about this?" "Well, I supposed we should take off our pants and get under the covers and get to business," I replied. Without hesitating, Sara slid her capri-style pants down over her ankles and dropped them on the floor along with a tiny black thong. I stared for a second at Sara's neatly trimmed red bush; it was shaved in a neat, triangle-shaped pattern. Realizing I was staring, Sara slid over under the covers and pulled them up over herself. "Sorry," I replied. "I didn't realize redheads truly were red everywhere; I never even noticed that last night." "No problem," she replied, "but we better get going if we want to get this done and me out of here before Megan arrives home, it's almost 10:00 already!. I nodded in agreement and then followed suit by sliding my shorts and boxers off, then slid under the covers next to her. Sara commented on the fact that I was not hard, and asked how I planned to take care of that. I told her I would handle it myself and started playing with myself a little bit, rubbing my balls and sliding my hand up and down my shaft, but after a minute or two it still wasn't cooperating. "I don't know if this is going to work," I said to Sara. "I don't know if it's a guilty conscience thing or what, but it just isn't rising to the occasion here tonight."" "Well, I guess I'll just have to help you out then," Sara replied. With that, her head disappeared under the covers and I felt her lips wrap firmly around my cock. I was about to protest, but as she sucked me the whole way into her mouth, I felt my cock instantly start to harden and I was at a loss for words. She bobbed her head up and down the length of my shaft a few more times as I watched her sexy, heart-shaped ass move up and down in unison just inches from my face. I went from not being horny at all to rock hard in a matter of 30 seconds; Sara really knew how to give some expert head! I then noticed that Sara's other hand was furiously rubbing back and forth between her legs, I could only assume she was just doing that to get herself wet enough for me to enter her easily. I allowed her to lick and massage my shaft for a few more seconds before tapping her on the ass and telling her I was ready and that she had better stop before I lost control and blew the load in her mouth instead of her pussy. With that, Sara laughed and slipped my dick out of her mouth and rolled back over onto her back while spreading her legs at the same time. I took this as my cue and slid over on top of her and reached down and pressed the head of my cock against her opening. I was surprised to be met with no resistance whatsoever. In fact, Sara's box was very hot and wet as I slid the length of my shaft slowly into her. When I felt my balls smack against her ass, I knew I was in completely, and started to slide back out again. When I got about half way back out, I rammed forward again and started to fuck Sara at a medium pace; still holding my upper body up off of Sara with my outstretched arms. After a about a minute of stroking in and out of her, I felt Sara's arms wrap around my back, pulling me down towards her. I resisted at first, but as she started to hump her hips up into me to meet my downwards thrusts, it felt too good and I collapsed on top of her, continuing to pump away into her hot pussy. With her arms wrapped tightly around my back, Sara wrapped both of her legs around the bottom of my back and locked me tighter into her body like a vice, pulling me as far into her with each stroke as possible. I turned my head to the side and looked at our reflection in the mirror. It was both strange and erotic to see myself pumping away at somebody other than my wife, but there was no denying how much either one of us were enjoying it. Sara was thrusting up as hard as she could to meet me on each stroke, while her hands clawed at my back and her legs continued pulling me down as far into her as possible. I couldn't help but stare at the scene in the mirror for a minute; it was as if I was outside of my body watching from the side. Sara then reached up and grabbed my head and turned it back towards her, pulling my mouth towards her in an attempt to kiss me. "No, I can't," I said to Sara while trying to twist my face away from hers. She responded by kissing up the side of my neck and started nibbling on my ear. I moaned a little as I felt the orgasm beginning to build up deep inside of me, and this apparently triggered Sara to kick things up one notch. She reached up and started to push me off her, towards the other side of the bed. "What the," I started. "Just roll over," Sara interrupted. "I want it up inside of me as far as possible this time." As I rolled over, she proceeded to straddle me, reaching down and grabbing my throbbing dick and guiding it up inside of her again. Once the head was in, she left go and sunk down onto me completely, causing both of us to moan in enjoyment. She then arched her back and started to rock back and forth on me while pushing down on my chest with her hands. I looked up and couldn't help but enjoy sight of her large breasts jiggling under her tank top as she rode me with her eyes closed. I reached around and cupped both of her ass cheeks in my hands and started pulling her towards me with her forward thrusts and kneading her cheeks between my hands on her backward thrusts. A few more minutes of this and I was ready to explode, and I could tell Sara was right there with me. She then lowered her body down fully onto mine; smashing her breasts into my chest and moaned in my ear, "Shoot that fucking load deep inside of me, I need it so bad." That was all it took and I grabbed a hold of her ass cheeks with an iron-clad grip and started slamming myself up into her furiously. As I pumped up into her for all I was worth, the unmistakable sounds of skin smacking skin loudly mixed with our mutual moans of enjoyment filled the room. Sara started first, dropping her head down and biting into my shoulder to avoid screaming while she shrieked and moaned as her body started erupting into a fantastic orgasm. My hands clawed deeply into her ass checks as I felt my eruption start and I pulled her down as tightly as possible onto my dick, making sure to get the load as far up inside of her as possible. I pumped in and out of her shooting what seemed to be bucket loads of cum deep inside of her while she wiggled back and forth on me, milking the last of her orgasm out of her body as well. We then stopped moving and she lay on top of me for a good five minutes without either one of us saying anything, until I reached up and slid her body off of mine. "Better get dressed," I said. "Megan will be here any minute, its 11:00 now." "Holy shit," Sara exclaimed, "I had no idea it was that late. Let me lay here another minute so all of this sperm doesn't leak out of me just yet." A tinge of guilt fell over me as I realized we had just fucked for a solid hour. I sat on the bed side for a few minutes and the watched as Sara pulled on her thong, then pants and shoes and walked around the bed. She stopped when she got beside me, rubbed me on the head and said, "Thank you so much. You've helped me so tremendously; I needed that in more than ways than one." Sara then walked out the door, leaving me sitting there naked on the bed contemplating everything that had just happened. ...to be continued.