2 comments/ 151940 views/ 16 favorites Making Baby By: biggles We were at, or getting close to our wits end. Trying to start a family for five years had really made it difficult to enjoy a normal sex life. We had tried everything. Diet, changing style of underwear, IVF, the lot, but we came down to one thing and that was that my sperm count was lower than a snakes goolies. So AI by donor was the next and it seemed the only option. We were referred to a clinic and sat down with a consultant, he explained the process in stainless steel clarity of detail and then just as we were about to sign he gave us the list of disclaimers. It was just beyond belief. Basically we could not be sure that we were not going to end up with a mixed race baby. Please don't get us wrong, we are not racists, but since we were not planning to tell anyone that I cannot father a child, having a coloured baby was not an option and the clinic would not give us any confidence on the issue. In fact the disclaimer basically said "if we screw up then it's your problem." They just seemed interested in taking their fat fee and covering themselves with legal garbage. We felt we could not trust them at all. We left the clinic very depressed. On the way home we stopped at a nearby pub for a drink. Trying to make light of the situation I jokingly suggested that Wendy seduce the barman. "Well at least we can see him and know roughly what the baby will look like." she responded, moodily. As she spoke, she looked up as if inspiration had just hit her. She jumped up and grabbed my hand. "Come on, we have to talk and we can't do that here." and with that she dragged me out of the pub. We got home and Wendy flew around the kitchen like a tornado, getting dinner. She put two bottles of wine on the table and we sat down. "OK, what is this about?" I asked. "What kind of baby do we want if it can't be yours?" she grilled me. "Good looking, fairly clever and one that no-one will realise is not mine." I said after a bit of thought. "And" I added, "from a donor that will never trouble us in the future." "Good point, so where will we find someone that is clever, handsome and without any sense of responsibility?" "Oh god I don't know, the only people that I can think of that are like that are all in univer............sity." I stopped as I realised where Wendy was going in this plan. "You mean that we could find a biological father from the local uni?" "Yes, thats it! Don't you see......? They are perfect. All bright healthy virile young men, the baby would inherit some clever genes and what is the best part is that once we have what we want we need never see them again, in fact they wont know where or who we are!" "I really doubt that part about the lack of any interest." I said sceptically. "Look" she reasoned, "What kind of women are out there? Think it through." "I don't know what you are driving at." I stammered "Well I think there are probably four kinds - One are the virgins. Men might like a virgin as they know that no-one else has been there, OK?" I nodded. "Two -- there are unattached females. Men are interested because they are faithful OK?" I nodded again. "Three -- there are promiscuous women, sluts if you like. Men will fuck them but run a mile afterwards. The less clever men tend to go for them." "Four -- there are unfaithful wives. Men like them because they are a good safe fuck and if they get pregnant the husband picks up the tab right?" I nodded. I was beginning to see the plan. I interrupted her -- "OK so if you are planning to go out and fuck a student I presume you are in category four, but don't forget you won't know these guys, one could still be dangerous." "Well remember that we were told that the chances of conception increase when I hit orgasm?" I nodded, "Well then, I thought that with me somewhere between type 3 and 4, we are a couple that likes to play and you are there to make sure that I orgasm and I will get pregnant for certain, plus if you are there I will be safe as well." "I need to think about this." I said, and took her hand and led her up to bed, where we made love for ages. Over the next few days my mind was spinning. I was thrilled that we might actually manage to conceive a child and the idea of watching my wife being fucked was beginning to turn me on big time. By Friday I felt like I had my head around the concept, so over dinner I raised the subject. "I have been thinking about what you said the night after we went to the clinic." I saw Wendy's eyes light up, "And?" "Well I think that there are more reasons to go for it than not go for it, but I still have my doubts." "What are they darling?" she pouted. "Well mainly I want to be certain that you won't get a taste for young randy students." "I promise I wont do that, I am yours forever and I just want us to have a baby, OK?" "OK, when shall we start?" She leapt right into it - "This weekend is my most fertile time, so let's go tonight! -- Cambridge isn't far, we can be there in 30 minutes. I have a few things packed ready and in the car, come on, finish dinner and I can be the pudding!" We burst into hysterical laughter and stopping only to pick up some cash and car keys, we left dinner and ran out to the car. By eight o'clock we were in Cambridge and looking for a pub with a lot of bicycles outside. With luck there was a Travel Lodge near the centre so we quickly checked in and asked about local pubs. The dopey receptionist said there was a pub just down the street which was frequented by students so after dumping our bags in the room we almost ran down the road to the "Original Oak." We wandered in and saw a group playing bar billiards in the corner. Wendy made a gesture to me to get us both a drink, which I did while she went over to the group gathered around the bar billiards table. "Can I play?" I just about heard her ask as I got the attention of the barmaid and ordered our drinks. When I had got the drinks I went over to the group, now including my wife and gave Wendy her drink. She took it without a word. "Hey Wendy, it's your turn!" one of them called out, offering her a cue. "OK, you will have to show me what to do, how do I hold this thing Gareth?" Gareth positioned the cue in her hands and held her hips until she was stood in front of the table. Then he reached around her and guided her hands on the cue. Wendy played up to him and nudged him with a wiggle of her hips. After a while Wendy was getting into the game and also getting on really well with her new friends. One of them asked where we were staying and Wendy told them about the Travel Lodge. "We have a lovely little room -- you must all come back for a drink later." she said with a twinkle in her eye and giving Gareth a squeeze of his hand. I looked at my watch -- it was nearly ten o'clock. "But darling", I interrupted her, "it will soon be your bed time." "Oh yes, you are right. We must go soon, who wants to come with us for a drink before bed time?" The atmosphere suddenly changed. It was like there was anticipation hanging in the air. All four of the boys watched as Wendy went to the bar and asked if she could buy something to take out and came away with a bottle of Southern Comfort and a bottle of vodka. She held them in the air. "Come on then, who is coming with us?" She marched out of the bar, stopping only to look flirtaceously over her shoulder to make sure that we were all following. It was only two hundred yards to the hotel and using the key, because the receptionist had now gone off duty, I let us all in and led the way to our room. We were at the very end of a long corridor. When we got to our room I opened the door and Wendy went in. Gareth stopped and spoke to me. "Is she going to er ...... I mean with all of......right now?". I smiled and nodded. He started walking again. By the time we went in she had removed her jacket and had arranged cups and glasses. She was standing by the bed giggling loudly and had started undoing the buttons on her blouse. Next she removed her earrings. "Pour me a drink would you?" She said to Gareth, "I am going to slip into something more comfortable." She threw her blouse at him and nipped into the bathroom carrying the small overnight bag we had brought. All of us men stood around drinking Southern Comfort or Vodka. One of them, David I think, asked me if we were married. I told him we were. "Then why are you doing this?" "It's OK David," I reassured him, "it's just something we need to do, you can enjoy yourself and I promise there won't be any consequences for you, in fact you will probably never see us again." Conversation was cut short as Wendy came out wearing a very short white cotton nightie. "Sorry it's a bit boring, but it's all I could find in a hurry." She marched up to David, took his teacup still half full of Southern Comfort and drained it. "Now isn't anyone going to give me a kiss?" she said, and promptly reached out and took David's right hand and placed it on her left breast. She looked up at him angled her head slightly and he leaned forward to meet her lips with his. She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him hungrily. I felt a surge in the groin and my cock grew a powerful erection. She pulled back slightly and smiled. "That's nice" she said softly, taking his hand once more and walking backwards to the bed. She laid back and David climbed on the bed beside her. "These clothes will have to come off you know!" she said, tugging playfully on his shirt. David sprang to his feet and in seconds had stripped and rejoined her on the bed. He started kissing her and she reached down for his cock, which was smallish but perfectly erect. He kissed and sucked on her breast and she moaned softly "ooo that's nice." I told the others they should get ready and they stripped off. I did likewise. David by now had begun to stroke her pussy and inserted a finger to find that she was getting very wet. She looked up at him. "I want you!" she whispered, softly yet we all heard her. David shifted between her legs and his cock pointed straight as an arrow to her cunt. Wendy opened her legs wide and he moved forward, penetrating my wife in one movement. Slowly he started to move to and fro. Wendy was letting out little gasps as his weight pushed the air out of her lungs. I was wide eyed. Wendy had been a virgin when we met and I knew that she had never ever been with anyone else, yet she was fucking a complete stranger in front of my very eyes. They fucked slowly for about five minutes and then the tempo changed. Her gasps became more urgent. So did David's and they began quicker movements. They were both gasping "Yes Yes Yes!" and I could tell Wendy had just had a small orgasm. David carried on for a few more thrusts then yelled "OOOOO" and I guess that at that moment he had just shot his load into my wife. He let his weight off his elbows and lay panting on top of her. Wendy pulled him close and gave him a hug. She looked into his eyes. "Thank you." she said. I was standing at the bottom of the bed and I saw his now much smaller cock slip out of her. She giggled. "Ooops, I think that you will have to get up now darling." David got to his feet but then bent down over Wendy, kissed her and said "thank you." Wendy remained on her back but lifted her head to look around. Her eyes fell on Tom, a tall well built chap. He was still not the biggest one there if you get my drift. She outstretched her hand and he climbed onto the bed beside her. "That's a very nice cock you have there," she said loudly, "can I have it please?" Tom was happy to oblige but kissed and fondled her for several minutes, until she grabbed his cock and pulled it towards her cunt. "For fucks sake put it in!" I was taken aback. Was that my wife speaking? Tom, however, hesitated no longer and climbed on top of my Wendy immediately entering her. "oooooo that is VERY NICE!" she squealed. Tom lost no time at all and started humping into her. In under two minutes he was gasping and came off. That made two loads in her so I already felt pretty sure that she would get pregnant this weekend. I was watching Wendy with Tom still on top of her. "I felt you cum -- it went all warm and lovely, thank you darling." she said, then Tom too slipped out and she said "it's time for Adam now." I thought she meant me for a minute but the other Adam stepped forward. He was bigger than the other two, but as I looked across at Gareth I could see that the biggest was yet to come so to speak. Adam started kissing my wife before Tom had vacated the bed. He inserted a finger into her cunt and pressed on her clit. Slowly he rubbed it and she started to grunt. Then she pushed him onto his back and climbed onto his erect cock. As she bounced up and down she was rubbing her clit and was clearly going to orgasm again. Adam was miles off though and she came in a great gasp and fell off Adam, who quickly pushed her onto her back and shoved his cock straight back into her cunt. Wendy was laying exhausted as Adam fucked her long and deep. He carried on for about two minutes, fucking my motionless wife then he too gasped. "Here it comes -- here it comes Yessssss arrrrggghhhh." That made load number three. Wendy was not only exhausted but full up and there was still Gareth to satisfy. He was certainly ready after seeing the show that she had put on, but she still lay there panting in the middle of the king sized bed. "Are you ready for me?" he said, bending over my wife. Wendy was too exhausted to speak, but managed to move her legs apart slightly, which Gareth took as a YES. God he was a big lad. Must have been nine inches long with a two inch diameter and that monster was about to get pushed into my wife. I was unsure whether or not to try and stop him but while I hesitated he slowly nudged the tip against her dripping opening. "ready?" "mmmmm". It sounded more like a question than an answer. With that he pushed his cock into her in one slow but unhesitating movement. "uuuuuuuuuuuurrrrrrrrrrrrrr ccccccccccchhhhhhhhhhh" she gasped as it stretched her in every direction available. "Oh my god it's too uuuuuurrrrrrrrcccccccchhhhhh" as he withdrew and pushed in again. "big! - oh my god please - uuuuuuuuuurrrrrrrrrrrr cccccccccchhhhhhhhh." Gareth fucked her continually, ignoring her pleas and protests, which after the first eight or ten thrusts began to die down to just little whimpers. After I don't know how many more thrusts, not many anyway, I noticed that Wendy had lifted her hands to Adam's shoulders and was looking into his eyes as he fucked her. A moment later she slowly raised her knees and reached down and pulled her knees almost back to her shoulders. A few minutes ago she was saying it was too big but now she wanted that monster even deeper inside her! He kept on fucking her, but only for a few minutes before he too succumbed to the soft silky pleasure of my wife's intimate folds and he let out several gasps, arched his back in a final thrust into her and shot his load exactly where we wanted it. As he withdrew I saw her involuntarily put he hand down to cup her pussy and retain the contents, preventing anything from dribbling out. After Adam pulled out Wendy just lay there. She had been fucked by all four of them and that last load of Adam's must have gone straight into her ovaries it was so deep. The lads got dressed and actually came and thanked me for what they had enjoyed. "No - thank YOU" Wendy tried to call out, but she was so exhausted she sounded really weak. "Hold on," she protested "prop the bed up." I ran into the bathroom and took two thick blocks of wood from the overnight bag. "We need to raise this end of the bed, she can only sleep this way." I explained, hoping that they would not guess the real reason. That task done they all kissed Wendy goodnight and shook my hand. As he left Gareth said "If you ever..." "Thank you, really. We know where we can find you." Thay all left and as I returned my attention to my well fucked wife she held out her arms for a hug. "Do you think it worked?" she asked. I nodded. "We need to make sure - I have to cum again so that the sperm will find it's way past my cervix - my vibrator is in the bag." I passed her the long black and gold toy and it buzzed into life. Amazingly she really did manage to cum again, but fell asleep immediately after. I covered her with just a sheet and she was still asleep at nine the next morning, so I left her mobile handy and went to get us some breakfast. I was in the coffee shop when my phone rang. "One small coffee and a long straw please!" came the order. I went back to our room with coffee, several straws and croissants and found her still in bed. "Not going to let any sperm escape. I am staying here another hour then you can take me home." So that's what we did. One saturday morning a few weeks later she emerged from the bathroom holding a small stick in her hand and with a big beaming smile on her face. "I am pregnant - I am going to have a baby - you are going to be a daddy - whooppeeeee." " Well at least we won't have to go to Cambridge again." I teased. "Oh yes we will you know, we must give our baby a brother or sister surely?" Twenty years later and we have two great kids, a son and a daughter. I never expected twins. Wendy is still gorgeous and once in a while we still go to Cambridge or sometimes Oxford sometimes Leeds, anywhere we can find a quiet pub with a few students and a bar billiards table. I was right - she never could give up the idea of fit young students, but now we often plan to meet up with ones we have met before. Last week life chucked an odd one at us. Our daughter Caroline brought home a young man who looked somehow familiar. "And guess what daddy? - Gareth's dad is called Adam too!" Making Bank Jenny glanced over at the clock for the hundredth time and felt like a schoolgirl waiting to go on her first date. Her stomach was tying itself in knots and her leg was bouncing up and down like a rabbits. As the minutes ticked away she felt herself regretting this idea more and more. When her friends had joked that she should become a prostitute to take care of her money worries she very much doubted they thought she would do it. But after she had gotten home she had hit the web and been surprised to find sites that offered listings for "Escorts". The thing that had really caught her eye though, and had made her drunkenly create a profile, was the prices they were charging. She had created the profile and as per the instructions of the site, had stripped down to her underwear and posed for what her drunk brain said was a sexy photo. Now, Jenny had never considered herself amazingly attractive, between her B cup breasts and barely there ass she was not going to stand out in the crowd. Although, and this was something she would ever admit to anybody, the one part of her body that was proud of was her pussy. She had shaved it one night out of curiosity when she was twenty and had been amazed by how nice it looked. Something about the way her smooth white lips completely covered her opening so that when she pulled them back it gave the effect of a flower blooming. Added to that the way that her clit would peek out when she was aroused and she had to admit she had a pretty pussy. When she had woken up the next day she had checked her email to find five messages from men waiting for her. All asking for some of her time, either for a cam show or to meet up. That had thrown her, she had never really been desired before and certainly never by five men at once. So it was with a sudden burst of self confidence that she responded to one of the men who wanted to meet. A youngish looking guy who said his name was Jim, he was apparently going to be in the city for the weekend and would like to meet. And so here she was, sitting in a hotel room and waiting for her first "John" to arrive. Her mind had been in turmoil ever since they had set the meet and she had gone over every possible bad outcome for this night in her head a million times in graphic detail. Yet through all that she couldn't get away from the excitement that the thought that someone was willing to pay to have sex with her brought on. When there was finally a knock at the door she nearly jumped out of her skin. Walking over to the door in the much too short black dress she had picked up for this night she suddenly felt very silly. She had arrived at the hotel in her normal clothes and switched into the dress in the room, the plunging neckline of the dress had meant a bra was out of the question and as she passed the mirror she saw that her nipples where very very noticeable through the sheer material. She looked through the peep hole on the door and saw Jim, he didn't seem to be with anybody else and she couldn't see any other people hiding in the wings ready to pounce. He was also surprisingly handsome, not exactly world number one in terms of sexy but easy enough on the eyes. So with a deep, steadying breath, she opened the door. "H...Wow!," Said Jim, staring at Jenny in stunned silence, "The pictures did not do you justice." Jenny couldn't help a shy blush at the compliment as she gestured for him to come in. Jim moved passed her into the room. As she followed him in her nerves made her blurt out the first thing that came into her head. "Don't take this the wrong way but why do you need to hire a hooker?," Jenny said, "I doubt you would have any trouble finding a willing women." Jim turned back to her and smiled as he slipped his jacket off, "well I am only in the city for tonight so I don't really have the time." He said as he stepped in close to Jenny and wrapped his arm around her "But I do have the needs." "So," He continued, bringing his mouth close to hers "How should we begin?" Jenny, slightly lost in the sensation, remembered herself long enough to pull away from him gently and start moving toward the bathroom "why don't you put the money on the dresser, take your clothes off and lie down on the bed." As she passed the light switch she dimmed the lights down low "Whilst I freshen up for you." The second the door to the bathroom closed Jenny let out a long, near silent rush of air. Her heart was pounding out her chest and she was amazed by how aroused she was. She looked at herself in the mirror as she let the dress fall about her feet. Her nipples where rock hard, jutting out from her small pink areola and they felt amazingly sensitive. Slipping out of the black lace panties she had worn she ran her finger through her lips and was amazed by how wet they came out. She stood upright again and stared into her own eyes in the mirror, psyching herself up for the night ahead, although she didn't need as much psyching up as she might admit. When she opened the bathroom door and walked into the room she found Jim, now naked, lying back on the bed with his erect cock laying on his belly. When she came in he sat back up, taking her in and, Jenny was proud to notice, causing his cock to twitch. He spread his legs open to allow her to stand between them, leaving his head at her crotch height, with her pussy just below his chin. "Is it everything you hoped for?" She asked as she ran her hands through his hair and across his shoulders. In answer she felt his hands slide up the back of her legs and squeeze her thighs, in the process pulling open her pussy lips slightly. This was all Jim needed to bend his head down and slide his tongue between her lips. Jenny let out a breathy sigh as she felt his tongue slid up her slit, her hand on the back of his head tightened reflexively as she felt his tongue slide over her clit. He responded to her grip in kind, pulling her forward so that she was forced to lift her left leg up on to the bed. Revealing even more of herself to his roaming tongue. Jenny's breath caught in her throat when she felt his tongue suddenly push up in to her opening, the sensation of him rolling around in her soft flesh drew a long moan from her mouth. "Oooh god I need you inside me now," The word where out of Jenny's mouth before she knew it, but it was the truth. So when Jim pulled back from her crotch, his mouth glistening with her juices, she didn't hesitate to push him down on to his back. It seemed she had had quite a effect on Jim. His cock was now a vivid shade of purple and twitched continuously, bouncing off his stomach like a drum stick. He wasn't exceptionally well endowed but his cock was broad and very smooth. Even though she wanted desperately to spear herself on him and ride him to the screaming orgasm she knew was coming. She found herself leaning down and gently taking hold of his shaft and bringing his bulbous head to her lips. She held her lips together and first gently kissed the very tip of his cock, quickly darting her tongue out and across for but a moment which was still enough to draw a sharp hiss from Jim and a small drop of pre-cum from his cock. Next she took his whole head in to her mouth, allowing it to push in past her lips and then sit on her tongue. As she did this a memory resurfaced of a past boyfriend explaining to her that men can either have one big orgasm or lots of little ones, if you tease them they will cum once but not be much use after but if you get them off fast they will be ready for another round before you know it. With that in mind she began to batter the head of his cock with her tongue. she formed a vacuum around the head and moved up and down on it, and was rewarded with the taste of pre on her tongue. when she glanced up from her menstruation she saw that Jim was watching her with rapt attention. So when she felt his orgasm approaching Jenny pulled back on his cock, only leaving her bottom lip pressed against it and locked eyes with him as he began to spurt cum directly into her mouth, with enough force that she could feel it hitting her pallet, again and again and again, until he was finally spent. Still never breaking eye contact, Jenny then took her mouthful of cum and very visibly swallowed it, opening her mouth wide afterward with an exaggerated gasp. "I hope you have more where that came from," She said as she stood up again. Wiping at her lip and enjoying the enraptured expression on his face. He seemed so transfixed that she yelped in surprise when he suddenly grasped her hips and twirled her round on to the bed. The giggle that had been on her lips turned to a gasp as she felt his tongue circle round her left nipple. He played with it for long second before lifting his head up to look her in the eye. "Don't worry, I plan on getting my money's worth out of this night." With that he returned to her nipple, flicking the now rock hard nub back and forth with his tongue as his left hand kneaded and tweaked her right nipple. soon Jenny was lost in the sensation of his hands and his mouth on her body. Every tiny moment of contact seemed to send shocks through her body and when his left hand left her breast and started to meander down her body she had to fight to stop herself begging him to play with her fiery sex. Of course, by now her body was doing all the talking for her. Her hips had been grinding against his leg for who knows how long and when his hand brushed against her mound she moved her whole body under him to bring his fingers into blissful contact. He was more than happy to comply with her wishes. Delving his fingers as far as they could go into her dripping depths. The sensitisation of the sudden penetration, coupled with the unending assault on her breasts pushed her into a rapturous orgasm. Which forced a joyous wail out of her body as she twisted beneath him. Once she was spent it took Jenny a few moments to realise that Jim wasn't on top of her anymore. Opening her eyes she looked around to find him kneeling between her legs, his once again rock hard cock twitching in the air just above her crotch. She could tell he was barely holding himself back and, feeling playful, she decided to play the part of the willing whore. Bring her legs up on either side so as to open her legs as wide as possible, Jenny ran her left hand down between her legs and pulled open her dripping wet pussy lips. "Well," She said, with a mischievous grin, "Aren't you going to take what you paid for?" He didn't respond with words, instead he shifted forward and speared her in one smooth movement. In less than a second he had buried his cock up to the hilt in her, sending a maelstrom of sensation racking through her body again. The first waves of which had not even subsided before he started to piston in and out of her. Every Time pulling out till just his head remained before slamming back in, brutalizing her swollen clit with each rough thrust. Jenny could barely believe how good it felt and it was clear Jim felt the same way as after only ten hard thrust he slammed himself in to her one last time. Every muscle in his body going taught as he pushed himself in to her as deeply as possible before he finally exploded inside of her. He pulsed inside of her half a dozen times before finally collapsing, panting and sated, on to her. After a minute of catching his breath he rolled off of Jenny, revealing that his crotch was absolutely soaked in her lube. He turned his head toward her and studied her face as she felt his cum start to make its way out of her. With a sudden flash of inspiration, Jenny reached down between her tender lips and caught some of his seed between her fingers. Then, her eyes on his, she brought them to her lips, licking up and down her fingers and savouring the unique taste of them mixed together. Once her fingers were she rolled over and straddled his side. Gentle caressing his moist flaccid member. "I hope you aren't done yet," she whispered into his ear "After all, the night is young." The feeling of his cock jumping in her hand and his hand sliding between her legs was all the answer she needed.