0 comments/ 165821 views/ 38 favorites Pregnant Wish Date 01 By: arlene548 Let me introduce myself, my name is Heather and I would like to let all you fantastic readers know how simply it is to find a great father to build you a child if a permanent relationship isn't what you desire. When I reached the perfect age of 27 I decided my biological clock was ticking. I was quite well to do, so money was never an issue. I had inherited well over 8 million dollars from my grandfather and in time more money through my father as well. Having plenty of money, it was never a problem finding a date, but rather an obstacle. I always feared that I was hooking up with money chasers. So one beautiful sunny day while lying in the sun at the Divi-Divi Beach resort in Aruba I became amused by the antics of some young children rushing around the pool. It was at that moment in time, my pussy became wet in anticipation of motherhood. In a split second I decided I wanted to make a baby of my own. After considerable deliberation and an exhausting internet research my criteria grew increasingly clear. After conception, I didn't want to know who the father was, but I did want a strong father. This would be my challenge. In my own mind artificial insemination had the possible risk of the sperm donor finding out where his sperm had ended up and he might come right after my money. So I build a plan around finding the right donor. To ensure complete anominity I decided I would have to have sex with at least five different donors within a week. All I wanted was a healthy father who could bring me a healthy normal child. For all intent me the smart rich girl was going to have to be a slut for a week. So this is what I did. I placed the general laws of male desire into play. The laws I had found on line were quite amusing and they all seamed to make some sense. It was clear reading these silly laws why men were always so obsessed with getting into the pants of anything that walked and was legal. General Laws of Male Genetic Desire Preference With Females In Order of Male Preference: 1. A male highly desires and covets the chance to be the very first to plant his seed in a pure untouched female and impregnate her. He will desire to keep her upon impregnation. 2. A male will almost always gladly plant his seed in a female who is available but has been previously mated with, and appears not to be accepting seed at that time from others (semi-promiscuous). He may or may not desire to keep her. 3. A male will generally desire a woman who is clearly another male's possession, desiring to plant his seed and impregnate her, before returning her to her chosen mate. (Semi-slut) 4. A male will plant his seed in a female who takes seed from more than one partner (a full slut, promiscuous), but he will have little interest in keeping the female as he will believe she will continue to accept seed from others. My plan was to play upon rules two through four. Rule one was out of the question, I had tossed that one away at seventeen. Denver, One Month later Ten days after my menstruation cycle had ended I boarded a flight from Charlotte to Denver. I had made a reservation for six nights in the Denver Hyatt. Choosing the Hyatt was the logical choice. I knew that I would meet some high class businessmen that could father a strong child. I devised the plan. I would be on a business trip from the east. My profession of choice would be banker, and I was in town for daytime meetings. I had would be married for 17 months. I actually purchased a $28,000 platinum ensemble with a beautiful rock to prove it. I brought the usual women's business suits, skirt jacket, jewelry, pearls and accenting blouses. Everything was perfect. I chose to be married, because the Rules of Genetic Preference made me far more desirable especially when the men believed I was married, faithful and non-promiscuous. The chance to plant his seed would be a wanted opportunity. Getting male attention was never a difficulty for me. I was 5'6", creamy complexion, blue eyes and a true blond. I have a very cute face with a small nose and medium length hair that framed my features. I had a nice curvy figure at 124 pounds. Exactly what would you expect from a healthy second generation Danish girl with routes back to Cobenhaven. At the same time I was in no way innocent, having attended college with the usual male – female games. I would guess I had had sex over thirty times in my life before then but nothing out of the normal. After checking into the hotel at 3pm, I went upstairs and set my plan into gear. I chose one of the skirt business suits for the evening, laid it on the bed for the evening and unpacked my suits as well as all the necessary things a woman needs for a week stay on business. My brief case was casually left beside the TV stand. The suits were all hung nicely in the closet, with my three pairs of shoes lined nicely on the floor, two of them with three inch heels and the other flats. I pressed my blouses, sorted my things out and made sure my jewelry was in their case next to the bed on the night stand. I sorted my other things and filled the drawers with my underwear, nylons, and three negligees. I placed my make-up and perfume neatly in the bathroom. My plan was to head to the bar just after 7pm after a supposed hard days work. Joe Today would be easy and quite simple. I would get entertained by the man of my picking, and the man would get to plant his seed if he was very lucky. I arrived at the bar at just about 7:30. As expected, there were plenty of business people at tables and at the bar. I saw what appeared to be two potential men who were strong and healthy. One sat with his friend chatting and the other was alone two seats over. I approached the bar and asked the gentlemen if the seat was taken. Both said very politely "No, No, have a seat." Within minutes, as always I was the center of attraction with all three gentlemen trying to strike up conversation. "I just got into town an hour ago, I have meetings all day tomorrow and thought it would be nice to have a nice drink or two before the evening passed away." I explained. After exchanging names and niceties, the two gentlemen to my right excused themselves for a dinner meeting at the Marriott with business colleagues. Before leaving they mentioned that perhaps they might see us again later if we were still at the bar. Joe to my left introduced himself and told me about his business in Denver. Joe was in town for one night and would be returning back to Houston late the next day. Of course he noticed my wedding rock as I noticed his band. But I continued to interview him. I could feel my insides warm in anticipation. His three boys were good athletes and he had been married for 18 years. Quite obviously, he was in his late forties. But I did not consider this an obstacle, but rather a very good candidate after so short a time at the hotel bar. I wanted good strong genetics not a boyfriend. After he bought me a drink and I him one, it was time to test the situation. I excused myself to the Lady's room carefully advertising my curvatous figure walking away slowly swinging my hips. The heels helped, I knew how to use my assets. I am sure I looked totally breed-able. I returned after adjusting my makeup and adding some fragrance. Joe had a view of my legs all the way to the lace of my thigh-high stockings as I sat back down swinging my legs deliberately past him while brushing his thigh as I sat on the stool. One more drink I was beyond being tipsy, as was he as well. We chatted the usual nonsense I making sure to mention that my husband and I had been trying quite hard to get pregnant now for over a year without success. Deep inside my juices were flowing. I needed Joe to bed me. It was time to reel him in even though it was he who thought he was doing the reeling. "Joe, I believe I have had a few too many, could I trust you to help me up to my room. I have to be up quite early." I beckoned in my helpless girl voice. "My pleasure, Heather, it is getting late." "I'm on the 11th" I said while fumbling through my purse while riding the elevator. "Me two" he answered in anticipation. Arriving on the eleventh floor I continued to fumble looking for the card-key while mentioning I was in room 1123. He escorted me like a gentleman as I quite intentionally walked right past my room. He took my hand and said "To far Heather" and showed me the right door as I giggled like a drunk virgin on her first date. Having the key in hand I dropped it on the floor and laughed nervously as he picked up my key to help open my door. I held his hand gently and led him into my room in total nonchalance. "Excuse me" I giggled as I headed to the bathroom, closing the door behind me. After a few minutes I flushed the toilet, walked out and my cell phone rang in my purse. I answered the cell, raised one finger to my mouth smiling and with a clumsy Shhhh motion and proceeded to have a conversation with my husband. "Yes honey. I am in room, uhhh, let me see, 1123, just got back from dinner and too many glasses of wine. Yes the flight went well. OK, OK. I'm very tired, talk to you tomorrow. I will. Love you two. Goodnight." I then snapped the phone shut. "Pfew ....Do you know he would kill us both if he knew there was a man in my room" "You know I think I had way too much to drink, I'm a little drunk. What exactly are we doing here??" I asked as I sat on the bed. "Should I leave Heather?" "Uhhh, I'm not sure" I answered. Moments later I kissed him gently on the lips. "You are nice, no you're a lot of fun" I purred. I giggled again, got up and turned the bedside nightstand lights on and all the other lights off. I sat down once again making sure my skirt road up to show all of my leg and the lace on the very top of my sexy stockings again. I kissed him again, drawing his tongue to intertwine with mine. My plan was working. My pussy ached for cock, I just needed to play this out. I threw my jacket across to the chair and kicked off my heels without breaking our kiss. I could feel he was wondering how far I was going to let him go. I let a hand journey to my breast. He was testing my resistance. Moments later I allowed him to undo my blouse buttons, granting him access to my bra and one step closer to my swollen nipples. I mirrored this by removing his tie and undoing his shirt. I then through in a curve. "We shouldn't be doing this..... I am a married woman. I have never done this before." As I sat legs crossed looking at the silly design on the floor pretending to be a faithful wife. I then let him kiss me again slowly giving space between my knees, just enough, as his other hand caressed slowly moving up the inside of my leg on the way to my dripping wet pussy. When his hand reached my crotch I slowly fell back onto the bed pulling Joe along with me. "We shouldn't" I pleaded as he separated my blouse from my shoulders. "We can't do this" I repeated as he moved on unzipping my skirt and pulling it away from me. Of course I raised my behind to help. Lying provocatively on the bed only in my bra, panties and thigh high stockings, I enjoyed the show as he removed his shirt and pants while clearly focusing on the soon to be adulterous married woman lying there on the bed near naked. "No, Joe we can't, my husband, I've been faithful, always" I said as we became more aggressive and continued to kiss and probe each others bodies. My hand found his growing erection as he matched by gently sliding his hand into my panties finding my shaven pussy dripping wet in anticipation. Soon my bra was lost and Joe pulled my panties off as I raised my ass to help again. "We can't do this; I am trying with my husband. I'm mid-cycle, God, you could make me pregnant" I mumbled as he quickly removed the rest of his clothing while looking over his sexual prey. He knew he was about to have the wonderful pleasure of planting seed deep within a married woman. He knew I didn't mean my words. I was a wife who was giving in to urges. Quickly he moved on top of me as we kissed deeply. "No, No" I pleaded as I spread my legs allowing him to nestle into position pushing the tip of his engorged cock in between my glistening lips. I held his strong shoulders as he began to enter me with his rigid cock. I wimpered as my wanting cunt was being fulfilled. I could finally feel his rigid meat penetrate my depths smashing smoothly inwards between the lips of my womb as I took hold of his passion holding him tight for dear life. "OK" I panted in total submission as I bucked upwards into his penetrating cock. "Fuck" I squealed. As we began to mate. I gave myself completely spreading my legs as far back as I could. I grabbed his ass, my cat-like claws scratching the skin on his cheeks. In passion I pulled him deeper into me with each driving penetration. I wanted every part of him. His cock was driving my fertile cunt wild. Joe arched his back and held himself above me with his arms and hands to my sides as his torso drove his meat deep into the depths of my womb, my legs spread eagle. He rode into my body hard. In and out joyfully fucking another mans wife. I then orgasmed wildly whimpering "Fill me with your cum, make my baby" My words drove Joe over the edge. He thrust his swollen cock forward as deep as I could take. Then he burst spewing streams of seed into the depths of my tight fertile ass. After he finished filling me with every drop of his passion he rolled off the bed, dressed and quietly said "See you" before slipping away in silence from my room. I played the scene out perfectly, pleading coldly "I can't believe I let you fuck me, without any protection, you probably knocked me up, and you leave without even a kiss". After he left I turned around on the bed and placed my ass against the headboard pushing slightly up the wall with my hands supporting my cheeks and my arms on their elbows. This way I lay on my back with my womb facing upward. I wanted his cum to flow deep using gravity down towards the goal and not leak out. An hour later my pussy was tight and shut again as I lay flat on the bed with all the juices deep inside of me. I slept until 11am. I woke wondering if I was with child, but I still had four more days of playing the slut. Pregnant Wish Date 02 The first day was the drunk and "Cheating Wife" game. Today would be a little different; the pissed-off, revengeful wife game was on my agenda. After a pleasant afternoon of stopping by the hairdresser followed by a stop in a designer boutique I was excited about today's challenges. By chance I found a deliciously naughty royal-blue ruffled skirt that would turn any mans head. Contoured nicely to my ass it was multiple layered with six perfect slits allowing me to reveal as much as I would allow, but with a level of discretion at all times. I chose a very nice blouse that would reveal just enough cleavage. I certainly wouldn't look slutty, but rather offered a package with a level of pure sophistication. Of course what would you expect for after a shopping spree of a mere $1950? Of course I had brought enough clothes on my trip but what self respecting woman would pass up the chance to pamper herself with some new additions. Tomorrow would be shoe day. By 10pm I had eaten dinner at the restaurant and was ready to get the game moving again. I slipped into the bar, took my book and was sitting on the end stool sipping my drink when my phone alarm went off (as planned, of course). Answering the ring I started a conversation that the two gentlemen at the bar could easily overhear. "Hello Nancy, how are you.? You don't say." I paused. "When are you leaving for Turks & Caicos with Steve? Ok. Ok." After another deliberate pause, I became angry. "How could he do that to me? The bastard." "He can go fuck himself, and that bitch needs to go soak here head in just a little more coke." "Listen, Nancy, thank you for letting me know. I don't feel up to talking right now. I'll talk to you when I get back into town on Saturday. Bye." I then snapped the phone shut. Then a few minutes later I entered into act two, I pretended to make a follow-on call. "Listen" I said. "Don't give me that bullshit. Nancy just called me and told me everything." "If you want to take that whore Debbie with you, feel free, but don't come back." "Don't lie, asshole." I said after a twenty second pause. "You can stick your dick into that whore all you want, but don't plan on coming back to me." "See you." I coldly said as I turned my cell off and tossed it onto the bar with the bartender and the two gentlemen taking this all in. With an angry look on my face I ordered a double scotch. "Dewar's, double, on the rocks!" I demanded from the bartender. "Problems?" He asked as he poured me my drink. "Cheating bastard of a husband!" I answered angrily. "Tha asshole is screwing the neighborhood slut. Took her on a business trip last week to Florida, One of my friends just happened to see the fucking cunt with him in a restaurant." The gentleman sitting directly to my right, my chosen target who would get lucky if he played his cards right, smiled and said "Let me get that?" to the bartender. "What's your name Miss?" "Heather" I answered coolly. I knew I had him just where I wanted him. After some small talk and a stiff drink I told him how I was going to get some serious revenge on the bastard. "I have never cheated, not even thought about it for a second. Fuck him" I said. Mark then asked the bartender for refills for both of us. He saw the opportunity and wanted the chance to plant his seed. I took the drink without a question. After throwing it back I headed to the bathroom, came back to the bar, sat down. I slowly turned to Mark, firmly took his hand, put it on my leg and said to him "I feel like being fucking naughty!" I parted my knees slightly and pulled his hand to my crotch letting him feel my silky panties. "Do you want some of this?" I purred. "1123, in five minutes" I turned, dismounted quickly from the stool, grabbed my purse from the bar and left for my room fast and very deliberately. Upon getting to my room I undressed quickly and put on a see through nighty and waited impatiently watching the digital clock on the bed stand closely figuring it would be ten minutes before I would have my donor. I guessed five while he waited to leave the bar reviewing his options, paid the tab and another three to four to get up to my room. I stroked myself, heating up my love making machine in anticipation for the cock I wanted inside of me. I was so ready, so quickly. Sure enough, I smiled and bit my lip in anticipation almost cumming as I heard a knock at my door. The clock beside the bed hit the ninth minute. I opened the door very slowly standing sexily ready to be taken. My feet spread shoulder length apart with my hips beveled to one side in a display of attitude revealing all my sex through the see through negligee. Mark I said. "Get undressed FAST before I change my fucking mind." "I need you to fuck my brains out, that'll teach the bastard". Before I could count to twenty Mark was naked and ready. I had won a very large penis that was going to have its pleasure with me. I dropped to my knees and sucked his cock slowly bobbing my head as I rolled my eyes upward in respect for the man whose seed would flow into me. I could feel him swell in preparation for release. He had the biggest cock I had ever touched. "OK, are you ready for me?" I asked after sucking him to hardness. I didn't want Mark to explode in my mouth. That was meant for far better places. I moved to the bed laying down invitingly on my back and lifted my negligee exposing my shaven womanhood. I spread my legs offering my glistening swollen lips and said "Mark, Fuck me, fuck me fast and hard!" "NOW." Using his strength he positioned me to the very edge of the bed and pointed his huge cock at my wanting cunt. I came right away feeling him begin to spread my swollen lips with his iron hard rod. Pushing and pushing in to me I accepted him as he manhandled my boobs roughly squeezing each one while pounding towards my core. My pussy enveloped his manhood. I was a reproductive glove milking Mark. I screamed wildly "Oh Fuck." Each time he bottomed out stretching me to the absolute limit while driving deeply against my cervix wall. Each thrust resulted in me crying and cooing in heated ecstasy. It hurt so fucking good. He was building momentum and near ready to drive his spunk into my helpless womb. I could feel his rock hard balls bounce off my ass with the beautiful pain of each driving plunge. "Fill me, plant your seed and knock me up." I whimpered as he climaxed, jetting explosive streams of his hot potent seed deep into my wanting fertile womb. I then demanded "Stay, hold me" as we fell deep on to the bed. After a few meaningless words and holding each other semi-affectionately I begged him to fuck me again, but in my now "ex's" favorite position, doggy-style. I got up on my knees and buried my head in my pillow and demanded "Take me as fucking hard as you can, take me now, fill me." Of course he obliged pushing his re-invigorated cock in to the limits of my body. I screamed unintelligible sounds into my pillow as he pounded my cunt violently time after time after time after time for what felt like hours. Making him cum a second time took some mind blowing painful work, but eventually he exploded deeper in my womb than I could have ever imagined. My body shuttered, convulsed and spasmed as I came wildly, milking his hot potent seed into the depths of my womb as I begged him to give it all to me. Could he be shooting directly to the target, could he be fucking me pregnant? I thought. Fully unloaded he withdrew as my cunt protested his departure with a loud slurping song. Without question Mark had gotten what he desired "A very good lay." He had gotten the chance to place his seed in the depths of another mans cunt. And I had gotten what I wanted, the seed of a strong man. In the end we were both quite satisfied he had fucked a beautiful blond bimbo and I had stolen his semen into my depths. But I still had three more days of work ahead of me. My pussy had a lot of fucking left to yet do before week's end. Pregnant Wish Date 03 Dave, day three. Today's plan was simply to be a cheating horny wife. I planned to go across the street to the Hilton, chose a participant and let him convert me into a slut-wife. I was going to be a very bad girl tonight. As planned, I went shoe shopping found some nice suede heels. By 10pm I was in my deliciously slutty outfit ready to get completely fucked again. The heals worked very well with a white button down blouse, a pearl necklace, a ultra short red leather miny-skirt, pull up stockings, and a long brown leather jacket to keep all concealed. The Hilton was set up with a bar and a disco. I went to the disco and immediately saw and chose tonight's lucky winner. Walking up to this handsome man, I offered to buy him a drink. My pussy was already soaked and wanting to be fucked. I was becoming very very good at being one hell of a slut this week. Two martinis were in hand quickly. Moving with the beat, I offered my sexy moves for him to see as I moved with the beat of the music smiling seductively while looking deep into his eyes. Soon we were dancing slow in the darkest corner of the bar with my jacket open and his arms snaked around my back holding me tight as we danced erotically. I knew Dave could not resist the thought of bedding me down. I was one hot woman. I could feel his cock grow in hot response to my moves. What man wouldn't be tuned up seeing a hot blond in a red miniskirt so short that the tops of her sexy stockings were visible while she danced erotically for him? Dave noticed my ring, and asked "Why the ring"? "Well, I am technically still married, but I have made a decision to end it. He doesn't know yet." "I'm in town on business and tonight I am going to party and celebrate my choice for freedom." "I've got to do this tonight before I change my mind." I answered looking deeply into the sole behind his eyes. "Someone is going to get very very lucky tonight and be a part of my morph." "I have only been with one person, and well ..... tonight, I will party with someone new." I cooed seductively into his ear before licking his ear afterwards. Again looking deeply into his eyes I asked "Do you want to party with me?" Then I kissed him. While still kissing I guided his hand up under my skirt. "What do you think silly?" He answered "Answer me" I begged. "Tell me." "Yes, I want to fuck you Heather" He answered. "I have a room across the street at the Hyatt. Buy me a nice stiff drink, I have to go to the Lady's, back in two minutes." I smiled naughtily while showing off my shapely legs and ass off before closing my coat as I backed away. He smiled hungrily back to me, licked his lips as I slipped away from view. I returned, with two waiting drinks at our corner of the bar. With my back to the bar I kissed and held his warm body. He opened my coat and snaked his hands around my back. I reached behind for his hand and placed my silk panties in his hand. "Souvenir, want more?" I purred. I then took his other hand and deliberately led him to my naked pussy sliding my feet apart as he slid his finger into my sopping wet cunt. My ass was gyrating with the music and the fingering I was getting, as I tongued him with deep kisses. Then I exploded with shivers into hot orgasm. I was ready. Dave I demanded "Take me to my hotel and show me what I have been missing for all these years! Turn me into a slut-muffin tonight" I pleaded. Dave placed my undies on the bar, finished his drink quickly. "Yes my slut-muffin, lets go" He laughed. And then he took the silk panties from the bar putting them in his shirt pocket. Hand in hand we left the bar as the barmaid watched us leave knowing that I was taking Dave to fuck him. I'm sure she had seen many couples pair up and leave to get laid. In my room Dave manhandled me as I lost my coat. My blouse and bra disappeared quickly to the floor. Dave was surprised with the beauty he was turning into his slut-muffin. I unzipped him and dropped to the floor to take his weapon in my mouth. Fully ready after sucking him to hardness I stood up with my skirt still on, back to the wall; I lifted my skirt as he raised my spread open legs above his waist. He fucked me wildly banging me hard against the wall. Soon he was shooting hot potent seed deep into me while repeating loudly "take this slut-muffin" each time he bottomed out and unloaded his seed potent seed into my womb. Dave hadn't taken the time to even undress before pounding his seed into me. But I didn't care one bit. We continued to undress and fucked two more times before I kicked him out. Each time I whimpered as he shot bullets into my wanting cunt while comparing him to the only man who had ever fucked me before. Dave was thrilled fucking a cute, beautiful, shapely young blond woman that had only ever been seen naked by one man in her life. He loved riding me bareback and planting his seed in my tender tight cunt. Three days of complete sluttiness and my cunt was starting to ache. All the sex was tiring and wearing me down. But still, I had two more days of playing the wife and getting laid before I would be finished with my goal of planting all the seed I would need. Pregnant Wish Date 04 Day Four, Alex Today would be trickier. I knew my sore ridden pussy would still need to be fucked tonight and again tomorrow. I wasn't used to getting reamed multiple times by cock in a night. And I already had been rammed six times in three days. My story today was my husband couldn't knock me up because of impotency and I needed to get laid to get pregnant. Truly, I couldn't think of any other story. My husband had brought me to the hotel hoping some good looking stud would eventually knock me up. I wasn't to come home unless my cunt was filled with spunk. I didn't have to dress too sexily. Tonight I wore fairly conservative clothes and some nice fragrance. I looked like a young library attendant. Choosing the Marriott I positioned myself in a quiet booth in the lounge and sat and read my book. After sipping a few drinks I intentionally got up and brushed accross a gentleman on my way to the Lady's. I shyly said "hi" making sure to bashfully look down towards the floor. Minutes after I returned to my booth he casually came over and apologized. Asking if he could join me for a few minutes, I nervously removed my Wal-Mart glasses and said shyly "Well I guess that's fine." After some casual introductions I got down to business. "Listen." I said quietly. "My husband wants me to find a man who would sleep with me and fill me with a baby." Dave looked shocked, but listened. "He's impotent, he just hasn't been able to get it done." I confided. "I not sure how I should go about it, or even if I should." I said with a tear running down my cheek. "He told me not to come home without having sex with a strong man. We need to have a baby in our family." Seeing his chance to get it on with a cute, but shy married woman he asked if I wanted a drink. After a pause and looking into his eyes I smiled briefly and shyly agreed. We each put three drinks away in just over an hour or so. Our conversation varied loosely between my predicament and everything else from religion to government. He was actually a fun man to talk with. It was after 11:40 and he asked if I would like to come up to his room. I ignored him at first but when he asked more firmly a second time I shrugged, waited a minute before answering and looked nervously around the room before saying. "I guess that's what I'm here for." "So do you want to make me pregnant?" "Yes!" he answered. We took the elevator not saying much or even holding hands. I pretended to be a prude as I only looked down towards the floor in shame. We reached his room and he opened the door swiping the key through the slot. I sat on his bed as he opened the mini bar and poured us shots from the two little bottles into the small hotel glasses. Bringing me my glass he handed it to me as he sat next to me. Heather, that's a nice name he said. I will make your dream come true. I am quite potent. He looked into my eyes as he started to unbutton my blouse. I asked him "Should we kiss?" "If you like." And he kissed me softly while unbuttoning the last button. I stood up and let him unzip my skirt. It fell to the floor leaving me only in my shoes, bra and panties. "You are beautiful, Heather!" Alex told to me. He then unclasped my bra and pulled it off my body exposing my pert globes. Next he pulled my panties down leaving me naked and ready to be fucked. Alex then undressed and showing me proudly his nice hard cock that would soon be making me a baby. "Heather are you ready" he asked. "Yes" I replied as he slid in between my legs. I spread wide open to allow him to fuck my juicy wet cunt. Squeezing my boobs hard he fucked me in and out. "Make me a baby, Alex" I squirmed as he came spraying his potent cum into my willing cunt quite quickly. Little did he know that he was the fourth man since my short arrival in Denver to plant his seed in my increasingly tender cunt. Before I knew what was happening he had again mounted me, this time from behind and he was plowing me very hard doggy-style. After some ten minutes he again exploded shooting more cum deep up into my womb. I wondered just how much more I could handle in one week. I felt like a true slut fucking every strong man willing to do me. Alex had completed my eighth mind numbing fuck in four days. Not bad for a rich bitch, but no Paris Hilton or Brittany Spears yet. My pussy ached from all the sex. I still had one more day to try to fill my womb with as much cum as it could possibly handle in five business days. My last night would be an absolute and complete one night stand. Pregnant Wish Date 05 Day Five, Paris-Brittany Style Today was Friday and I was planning a hot last night. My cunt ached from eight poundings in four nights. Instead of going to a hotel I planned to be nothing more or less than a married total-slut out on Friday night. It would be heals, plenty of cleavage, my short red mini-skirt, no bra, panty-less. The best gig possible came up when I popped into Bar-7 at eight o'clock. There was a group of nine guys together at a table celebrating a bachelors party. What an opportunity I thought. I went immediately to the bar ordered a triple orgasm. I walked up to the men and asked what was going on. They jokingly said "we'rere at the Hyatt for Pete's bachelor party". I laughed, and said that is quite coincidental as I am up on the 11th floor also, here in town for business. But tonight is play night. I am away from my husband and I was going to have some good old fun. I was going home in the morning back to the grind. Admiring my total sluttiness they asked if I might have a friend or two who would like to party with them. Not having anyone in the wings, being from out of town I offered "Those two that just came into the bar, might be game. Give me twenty minutes with them and I am sure I might be able to arrange things." Maybe I'll come by with those two horny beauties in one hour; anyway I am sure I can find ladies wanting to party." "What's the room number?" I demanded. "Suite 2224" one of them answered. "Ok I'll be there in one hour and make sure the bar is open. Have three bottles of Champaign ready. I will bring a party, boys. You'd better be up for this" I told them with a naughty grin. Turning, I walked up to the bar and sat next to the girls. They were about 21 I guessed. After some small talk I told them about my party. One girl was Brittany the other was Stephie. I asked if they would be interested and I offered that I would pay them two thousand dollars each to come and party." Money was no problem to me and those simple bimbos found the money intoxicating. "What would I have to do" asked Brittany. "Nothing that you wouldn't do anyway" I answered based on the assumption from the short slutty dresses she was wearing, it was obvious that these girls were not sweet and innocent. They were out to get picked up anyway. "You aren't virgins, are you?" I asked. "Well no" answered Stephie somewhat insulted. "So would we have to fuck them all?" asked Brittany. "Only if you want to, deal or no deal" I queried. Stephie turned to Brittany and said "It's a lot of money, and its just a party." Brittany answered "But its money for sex, we would be sort-of whores, wouldn't we?" Stephie giggled shrugged "Well I'm in" "Me too" followed Brittany. We left and went straight to the hotel. I requested a cash advance from the front desk for exactly four-thousand dollars. We then went to the hotel bar and each had a stiff drink while waiting on the money. It took less time than expected. We still had twenty minutes to blow as the time was going by way to slow. I took Stephie and Brittany to my room and said time for us sluts to get ready. We emptied three shots from the mini-bar to ensure us ladies were nice and loosened up. I then offered them some of my nice expensive perfume and made sure they were looking very hot and slutty. I also told them they should leave their purses in my room and I gave each girl a room key to allow them access to their purse later. I suggested their shoes would be a good place to hide the key. Twenty minutes later three ladies were giggling in anticipation on the elevator on the way up to the twenty-second floor. We were pretty loaded and ready to do just about anything. The door opened after one knock we were greeted by thirteen men all in their twenties and wearing just their shorts. We entered and sat down and made some conversation and drank some of the Champaign. After a few minutes one of the guys put some music on and the party was on. I decided I was going to dance for the entire group I slowly undid my buttons and let my tits go free and I lifted my skirt and flashed my cleanly shaven pussy for all to see. Before I could count to ten I was on the grooms lap doing a lap dance. I deeply frenched him while pulling his cock out of his shorts and stroking him. I then whispered into his ear "It is our full intention to leave you gentlemen totally fucked tonight, if one of you goes without satisfaction I will be very unhappy. This is your last night single. You will enjoy." Stephie and Brittany joined in and also were prime. They both let their dresses fly and danced recklessly in only thongs and heels. They were quite loose from all the alcohol and I knew nothing would be held back. Stephie, Brittany and I again danced up a show as I leaned and whispered my intentions to both girls. "I plan on us getting totally and completely fucked tonight, there will be cum in our cunts, mouths, hair all over our bodies. No limits women." They both giggled not sure what to expect. I stood in the middle of the floor and announced the plan for the party. Gentlemen, there are thirteen of you and three of us. I danced while talking. We each have three holes, you will use them men. The rules are, no rules. As I bent over and showed my ass. No condoms, you are going to fill us with your cum. Groom, come here I demanded. He did and I got on my knees and began sucking his cock. The cheer was loud from the crowd. I then pushed him back down into his chair and began our lap dance again. Time for some pussy I demanded. As I slid my dripping cunt down on his pole. It didn't take long before he was spunking into my womb. What a ride stealing his brides intended seed only hours before he would marry. I could see Stephie on her knees sucking the best man and he withdrew shooting his load over her face. Brittany was on her back on the floor spread open getting reamed. A jock took me from the groom and pushed me over the back of the couch. Being bent over it was clear he wanted my ass. I hadn't before, but I gave him my ass for the first time painfully. It was different, and not so great having cum shoot up my asshole. I wanted the cum in my cunt not may ass. After he pulled out I told him that I would come back for more, a lot more later. I wanted him to fill my cunt. Before long it was a massive cunt and cock fuck fest with myself on the bed, Stephie on the floor and Brittany on the sofa. The men were simply fucking each one of us sluts in every hole they could find. Every man but two filled my cunt with his seed even though my pussy serviced men 13 times. So I guess some even pounded my pussy twice. Stephanie screamed as the jock took her tight virgin ass. I had also taken it three times in my ass. And Brittany also took it in her ass like a pro who had obviously done it many times before. By 6am, I was completely and utterly fucked covered from head to foot with cum. My whole body and head ached from all the continuous pounding I had taken. Even the two guys who didn't fill my pussy still fucked my tits and one let me suck him off. My pussy now leaked so much cum that it dripped and slurped each time I moved an inch. I was a complete slut. I was so sore I could hardly stand. My ass was bleeding, my mouth still tasted from cum and my legs were numb. My boobs ached. And my pussy was so raw I thought I was going to die. Stephie was covered in cum, head to foot also with dry anal blood visible on her cheeks from the pounding she had taken. Brittany was also covered in cum her tits, face hair everywhere. We dressed painfully. "Enjoy the wedding men." We all said before leaving. The two whores and a slut headed down to 1123. I could see and feel the ooze over my filthy legs as we took what seemed like a very slow elevator to my room. Once in the room, Brittany mentioned a concern. "I thought we were going to use condoms?" she said. "I was so drunk I didn't think about it." Replied Stephie. "Aren't you ladies on the pill." I asked. "Well." Replied Stephie. "I have a diaphragm at my apartment." "And I use condoms, usually." Replied Brittany. "Neither of you!" I shook my head. It was I who wanted unprotected sex, bareback. But them as well, I thought and questioned. "No." They both said in unison looking at each other and then looking down at their leaking cum filled pussies. Both slept naked in my bed as I packed for my 11am flight. At 9am I quietly left leaving a note by the bed. Call me if you are in need, Regards Heather. The taste of cum still lingered in my mouth, my pussy was numb and my ass ached. I had been filled and filled over twenty times in five days. In the Taxi I could feel cum leaking from my worn out stretched pussy. I wasn't too smart to wear the tight short red skirt to the flight. I had dressed too tired to think straight. Sure enough cum soaked through my silk panties and slowly ran down the inside of my legs until drying again. There was no question, all who noticed saw a tired girl who looked totally and freshly fucked. I looked like a used slut or a whore. I was a used slut too. I sat in First on the window bulkhead and put my feet against the wall legs crossed. This stopped some leakage even though I could feel cum slowly ooze down to my ass crack inside of my cum filled panties. My ass stung from the cocktail-ooze from having been reamed so many countless times. I sat in my seat trying to dose off during the four hour flight. I was completely uncomfortable thinking about the total fucking slut I had been. I was telephoned by Brittany as my flight landed telling me that Stephie couldn't walk, her ass was too sore. "Could they stay longer." She asked. "You have four thousand dollars girl. The room only costs 275." "You have plenty to stay through tomorrow or longer if you want, order room service. Get cleaned up girl. Just call the front desk and let them know you would be staying an extra night or two." We all were fucked pregnant, as I had planned for myself. The girls came and lived with me before birthing their babies. I then set them up with an apartment and got them some jobs in my resort complex. Myself, I was very successful as always. I birthed two un-identical twins from two fathers, a boy and a girl.