4 comments/ 10064 views/ 11 favorites The Spirity of Fertility Ch. 01 By: Terrafic [This following is a fictional story involving an adult woman named Amber. The events in this story delve into paranormal sexual activity. If you find this offensive, please discontinue reading.] Amber had never been much into the retail business. It was only a year ago that she took over her father's pawn shop after he passed away and left it to her. He had taught her about the business and even left notes on how to handle some of the more complicated procedures. The shop had a couple of experienced managers as well and they were very helpful in keeping the shop going. It was Monday morning yet again and the start of another long work week. Amber stood in front of the mirror, fresh out of the shower and ran the comb through long brunette locks of hair. Once she looked decent enough for public, she was off to the shop. She arrived by 9 o'clock and had the shop open on time at 10 o'clock. For the first half hour, she stood around talking to her head manager, Matt. She had known him for years even though she rarely came to the shop. It was turning out to be just another as customers came in with unwanted items, usually trying to get more money for them than they were worth. Late in the afternoon a customer came in while Matt was on lunch, carrying a small box. Amber made her way to the sales counter and smiled to the customer. "Hi, how are you today?" She asked in a pleasant and professional manner. "Looking to pawn or sell today?" "I'm not doing all bad." The lady responded. "I would be much better if I could sell this." She opened the box and carefully pulled out an item. It was pearl in color with gold trimming around the top and bottom and was shaped like an egg. "I don't think I've ever seen anything like that before." Amber said, leaning in to inspect it. In the middle of the egg like object, between the trimmings of gold, there were markings which looked like writing of some sort. The writing wasn't in any standard alphabet she had seen before. It looked to her more like some ancient Egyptian kind of language. She was by no means an expert on language or writing, so she could only assume it was writing at all. "May I ask what it is and where did you acquire it from?" Amber asked, turning her gaze from the egg and looking to the woman. "It was given to me as a gift. I'm not really sure what it is, other than what they told me. It is supposed to call on the spirit of fertility in order to help achieve pregnancy." "Ah." Amber responded, looking again to the egg. "I don't really believe much in that stuff. But, there seems to be enough gold here to be worth a little money." Amber examined it further for a few more minutes, calculating roughly how much gold there was. She punched some numbers into a calculator, then looked back up to the customer. "I can give you three hundred dollars. I don't think I will get many customers coming in looking for an egg to help them get pregnant. But I will at least be able to sell the gold if nothing else." The lady looked at the egg for a moment before quickly nodding. "That will do." She said with a smile. Amber processed the transaction and handed her the cash before taking the egg to the back. Matt returned a little while later and she showed him the buy. He was just as confused over the egg as she was. He took a good look at it as well, using a couple of his tools to check it out. When he finally looked up, his expression seemed to carry bad news. "Well, the gold isn't real unfortunately. It is really well crafted, but not real." He broke the bad news to Amber while keeping his head tilted down slightly, hating having to tell her it was fake. "Of course it is." She sighed and shook her head. "My first big solo buy and I messed it up. Ugh. I'll just pay the shop for it and take it home, I suppose." "It's okay. We all make bad deals now and then." Just then more customers started to come up to the counter and they returned to work. At the end of the day, Amber was the last one in the shop after they had closed. She placed the money for the egg in with the day's takes and put the egg back into the box. At least it was kind of pretty, she thought to herself. She made her way home, stopping on the way to pick up some feed, since she was far too tired and disappointed to cook anything tonight. Once inside, she placed the box on the table and dropped her keys beside it. She took a deep breath of relief now that she could relax for a bit. "I guess I look at my expensive egg a bit more." She muttered to herself. She opened the box and carefully reached in to pull the egg out. Her hands held it firmly as she carried it to the counter and sat it down once more. She looked at the markings some more and ran her fingers over the surface. It was cool and smooth to the touch. Her fingers moved from the smooth surface to the trimming and she ran her fingertip along it. She couldn't believe that she had messed up on the buy so badly. As she departed from the kitchen, the trimming began to glow faintly where she had ran her finger across it. Amber didn't see it though as she was making her way to take a shower and to hopefully forget about the day. The warm water against her skin felt great. She just stood there for a bit, letting it run over her body. It seemed to wash some of the stress right off. Before long, she washed herself from her to toe, covering her pale skin in soap lather, and then rinsing off thoroughly at the end. Just outside of the tub, she towel dried herself and used another to wrap her hair up. After drying her body, she started brushing her teeth. She spit and rinsed her mouth, then as she stood straight up again, she noticed in the mirror how hard her nipples were. They were fully contracted and standing like pink little berries. She noticed a slight and growing warmth between her legs as well, that familiar feel of arousal. She left the bathroom and went to her bedroom where she made herself comfortable on the bed, with the towel still wrapped around her long hair. She brought her left hand to her breast and touched her nipple ever so slightly before pulling back. That same finger was then dipped into her mouth, wetting it some before going to touch her nipple again. This time she gently circled that moist tip around her sensitive bud. The light tingle of pleasure started to crawl along her body. Her right hand crept down, moving over her stomach until it was seated just between her thighs. Those fingers of hers now tempting her clit to wake. She bit her lip softly as she grew wet, dipping her fingers just inside of herself in order to wet them, then teasing her swelling clit even more. As she moved her fingers quicker, she allowed a scene to play out in her head. His hand found her own, between her legs, guiding her to slow to a stop before rubbing over her wet labia himself. His fingers explored over her delicate folds and eventually dipped in. They slid slowly into her and started to pump back and forth as he lowered himself down. She felt his head between her legs now and soon his mouth on her clit. His tongue swirled about that pleasure hub expertly while his fingers steadily pumped her. The room now filled with her soft moans as she masturbated, keeping her eyes closed as she did. Her mind still filled with erotic thoughts. The warm pleasure in her loins began to intensify and spread outward, making her climb that orgasmic ladder. He didn't stop. His mouth held her clit prisoner and continued to use it to push her further into pleasure. Soon, her hips started to rise from the bed as the pleasure seemed to explode inside of her. Her body shivered on the bed and her toes curled. Her insides throbbed over and over until she was able to think again. It was a wonderful orgasm, yet she didn't feel the need to stop yet. Her hand continued to work her aroused sex while lost in her thoughts. He finally pulled his head up from her and smiled, starting to kiss along the inside of her thigh and working across her leg. Her skin so soft and of such a pleasant scent. His lips met her ankle and continued, allowing his hand to now hold her foot. Her toes were brought to his mouth as he sucked on each one then made sure to treat the other foot equally. He kissed over the wrinkled soles of each soft foot before moving over her, between her legs. His hands took hers and pinned her arms down just over her head and to each side. She felt his cock slip into her; his erect manhood stretching her as it penetrated her more and more. Everything felt so good as her thoughts became so vivid. His hips pulled back, sliding that length from her wetness, then firmly thrusting back in. She moaned as he did it several more times before finding a steading rhythm. "Cum for me. Show me how good you feel." He commanded. Her body responded to his call and that familiar tingle started and rapidly grew. The sound of his hips clashing into her body filled the room. Unable to move otherwise, she arched her back as she reached climax again. Her insides pulsating once more, but this time around his manhood. His cum burst forth and spilled thickly into her, spurt after spurt. Amber awoke sometime later, finding a little hard to sit up, like she had been exercising. When she finally did, she rested against the headboard and looked over herself. She was still naked and the towel was still tied around her hair. "God... I fell asleep while masturbating. I really need to get a boyfriend or something." She couldn't help but to think just how vigorously she had been fingering herself since she was sore now. She reached down between her legs to give herself a rub of relief and instead found herself to be wet. "I can't still be wet..." She sighed. Her fingers dipped in more before she pulled her hand up. It was more thick and sticky, not her normal arousal. In fact, she felt content, not aroused at all. She touched herself again, this time a little deeper. And again her fingers came out in that thick stickiness. Then she realized what it seemed to resemble. "Cum? What the hell?" She spoke a little more out loud. As she thought about it more her heart started to race. What if someone came in while I was sleeping? Or drugged me? The thoughts of so many things ran through her head. She quickly got out of bed and checked the door. It was locked. She checked her windows next. They were all locked as well. She started to think it couldn't actually be cum, maybe she used lube? Thinking about it, she didn't remember using any lube or toys, but checked them anyway. After she checked it all, she went into the bathroom and used her hand mirror to look between her legs. Her fingers spread her folds and they were in fact coated in what looked like semen. "Someone raped me.." Everything is locked though. She kept thinking to herself, now sure what to think or how to feel or what to do. She left the bathroom and started to rummage through a draw in her room. A moment later she found some of her old morning after pills. She sighed, feeling as if she might go crazy. "I'll just take this in the morning just in case." She showered again and eventually got herself to fall asleep. The next day would be here soon and she hoped it would turn out much better. The Spirity of Fertility Ch. 02 The sharp sound of her alarm clock filled the room. As she turned over to turn it off, she couldn't believe that morning had come so fast. She laid still and stared up at the ceiling, dreading having to go to work today. That dread was soon replaced by memories of last night. Maybe she dreamt the whole thing, she thought. She sat up and pushed a hand down between her legs to check herself. To her comfort, everything felt normal. When she finally turned to get out of bed she noticed the morning after pills sitting on her nightstand. It wasn't a dream after all. She sighed. Amber took a pill out and headed to the kitchen to get a glass of water, then swallowed the pill down. She washed up and got herself ready for work, deciding to skip breakfast as she didn't have much of an appetite. As she was about to leave, she picked her keys up from the table and before making it to the door she noticed the egg on the counter. "My expensive egg, joy." She said to herself, feeling defeated. Work turned out to be a normal day. Matt didn't bring up the egg or her mistake, so that made her feel better. She was a little slower on some of the transactions, especially the ones that dealt with gold. She made sure to really check each one and took her time doing so. Time went by slowly as it usually did. For the last few hours she let Matt handle the store while she handled some of the paperwork. Amber was ready to go when closing time came. All of the paperwork was finished and she headed out with Matt as they locked the store up. "See you tomorrow." He said. "Yeah, see you tomorrow." She responded to him with a smile. She was happy to be home early today. Her mind was worn out from yesterday and she just wanted to relax. She dropped her keys and purse on the table then turned to make sure the door was in fact locked. Last night kept running her mind, about the semen or at least what felt like it, all over her vagina. Again, she checked the windows and the closets and even under the bed to make sure no one was in her home. The more she thought about it the more she felt violated. "Maybe I should call the police." She spoke out loud in thought. She thought about it more and since she couldn't even really remember anything, she decided not to. After a relaxing shower, Amber changed into her pajamas and did some reading. Reading had always helped her mind relax and it seemed to help today as well. After going through a few chapters she made her way to kitchen to make some dinner and noticed that she had left the egg on the counter all of this time. "I suppose I need to find a place for you." She said, picking the egg up carefully. She went to the living room with it, looking around, wanting to put it somewhere so that it could be seen, but not easily knocked over. The coffee table was her first choice; she sat it down and took a look to sit how it blended in. The table was kind of low, leaving a greatly possibility that it could be knocked over. Her head turned to look each way across the room, checking each available space. "Looks like you're staying here then." Once that was settled, she prepared her dinner, ate and then she was off to bed. Sleep came quickly for her. Her dreams were back to normal tonight and she slept well, only to be awoken by her alarm in the morning. She got ready on time and even made herself a cup of coffee to go. She gathered her things and as she was about to walk out of the door she saw a light in the living room. Closing the door back, she walked into the living room and on the table, the trimming of the egg was glowing faintly. I had no idea that it could glow. She thought to herself. The lady didn't mention that. She sat on the couch and reached to touch it, examining it with both her eyes and hands. She ran the tips of her fingers over the glowing parts, intrigued by the effect. Then she picked it up and looked around for a place where the batteries might go, but could find none. Solar powered then? Carefully, she sat it back down and checked the time. When she looked back, the glowing had stopped. "Huh. That's strange." For now she had to leave it alone, so she picked her things up again and made her way to work. With the roads clear, she was making good time. Everything looked so peaceful today; it was sunny and there was no traffic. With the clear road in front of her, her mind wandered and she started to feel aroused. It crept in as a tingle at first, then she felt warm. Her nipples hardened and she could feel herself growing wet. "I really need to get a boyfriend." Her usual comment to herself whenever she found herself getting horny. The arousal continued to flush through her body, making her skin warm and giving her that wanting tingle between her legs. She could hardly focus on driving as the intense arousal came over her like a feline in heat. Her sex drive had always been a healthy one, but she couldn't help to think that this was a little much for her. As she came to a stop at the light, she felt the begging throb start in her loins, almost as if it were calling her name; to be touched and pleased. Her hand moved between her thighs and her fingers ran up along her now wet folds. She touched her clit, rubbing it gently, feeling that much needed pleasure make her shiver. Her mind strayed to that fantasy lover as she quickly masturbated in the car. If only she could have a passionate man right there with her, to make her feel good. His hands just reaching to touch her; one slipping between her soft legs to take the place of her own hand, the other unbuttoning her shirt. So naughty, she thought. She had never done anything like that in the car before. Her mind continued to picture the scene, only turning her on more and more thinking about it. With him now teasing her, she could drive and no one would know except for them. She imagined how it would feel to try and drive while he rubbed her clit. His hands opening her blouse and casually slipping her nipple free to suck on it. His expert fingers slipping into her aroused slit, pumping back and forth. She moaned from the intense pleasure now taking over. Her legs spread as much as she could while still managing to drive, feeling his fingers explore her sensitive insides. Feeling his warm lips upon her neck, even biting and sucking. The pleasure grew and grew until she suddenly felt that she was going to orgasm. Reality crashed back into her mind. Her hips were pumping against the air while her body was seized by that powerful pleasure of climax. Both of her hands gripped the steering wheel and she bit her lip as it passed over her. A horn from the car behind her rattled her back and she noticed the light was green. "Oh my god!" She screamed just as she started to pull off again. Her blouse was undone and her breasts were out; each nipple was hard and moist. She attempted to fix it while driving, but ended up pulling over. In the mirror she noticed a deep mark on her neck, almost like a hickey. She ran a finger over it to check and see if it was dirt. It was definitely not dirt, but there was no way she could have a hickey and it wasn't there at home. How is this happening? Her hands started to shake as she grew nervous. She was driving and only stopped at the light for a moment and she managed to reach orgasm and undress herself? None of this made sense. After making herself decent, she called the manager at the shop. "Hi Matt, its Amber. I just wanted to let you know that I won't be able to make it. I think I might be coming down with something." "Okay thanks. Just call me if anything comes up." She ended the call and rested for a few minutes, trying to clear her head. Once she calmed her nerves, she made her way home. At home, Amber rested on the couch and watched t.v for a few hours. She kept thinking about what was happening to her. First it was semen, and now she was undressing and even getting hickeys. I'm going crazy. She turned over the sofa and her eyes wandered to the egg sitting on the table. It started to glow faintly and she sat up to look better. She picked it up and brought it to her lap so that she could try to find the light source again. Again, she had no luck, but she wasn't ready to give up so easily. "I'll just google you then." She said with a smirk. She left the room for a moment and returned with her laptop, sitting it on the table, next to the egg. Since it had no numbers or anything that she could search for, she started with searching for descriptions. For the next hour or so, she tried many different searches, finding things that looked like her egg, but not quite. Finally, it popped up. It looked like an exact match to the one she had. 'The Fertility Spirit', it read; 'This egg is said to represent the spirit of fertility or maybe even embody the spirit itself. The egg has yet to be dated, but is said to be several thousand years old at least. It would have passed from different civilizations, being used to help with pregnancy. It was especially used by royalty in order to birth heirs and to strengthen bloodlines. It is even rumored to have been used by single female rulers in order to birth children without a lover. Some translated diaries state that by touching the trimming, you can call the spirit to onto yourself and it will be a lover until pregnancy. No other information is known about the egg. No proof exists that the egg works or that it is even still intact in present day.' Amber shut the laptop and looked at the egg. She had always wanted to have children, the right guy just hadn't come along yet so she waited. She wasn't sure whether to believe the site or not. Spirits and divine pregnancies was a bit much for her to take in. Of course she couldn't help but to think about the strange occurrences that had been happening to her. It would explain the semen and the sudden orgasm in her car today. Those moments were just her imagination she thought, and yet it had a very real effect on her. Then it came to her; if the egg was causing a spirit to be sexual with her, then she just wouldn't touch it anymore and that would be that. Or at least she hoped. She picked up the laptop from beside the egg and left it there on the living room table. It would just be for decoration and there would be no need for touching it. The problem seemed easy enough and she went on about her day and prepared some food, ate then took a shower. She dressed into a light t-shirt and a pair of shorts before getting a book to read and getting comfortable in bed. Amber relaxed and continued to read until she felt tired enough to fall asleep. As it grew late into the night, the egg started to glow brightly, just like it had on the first night. Amber's sleeping body started to become aroused. Her already pleasant dreams shifted to a more sexual theme. She moved over closer to him on the couch; her skilled hands undoing his pants. Her eyes watching his face with a little smirk on her lips. Carefully, she freed his manhood from the confines of his boxers and teased him until it was fully erect. She leaned in closer until her lips met the tip of his cock and she kissed it. Her tongue followed soon, slipping from her mouth and gliding over the head and around before closing her mouth on him. Scooting closer, Amber pushed down, taking the length of his erection further into her mouth, taking as much as she could before pulling up slowly as she sucked. In the darkness of her bedroom, Amber was at the side of the bed, on her knees. One hand was on the bed in front of her as her fingers clenched around the air, or so it seemed. Her head bobbed up and down with her mouth open as she moaned softly. She continued for several minutes until she came to a stop and stood. Slowly and seductively she undressed, dropping her clothing to the floor. She moved onto the bed with her knees resting apart as if she were straddling something. Her hands came up and stopped in the air just slightly in front of her before she started to lift her hips up and down. Amber watched his face while moaning softly, she held onto his shoulders and worked her hips against him. She knew this was a dream, but it felt good to be in control of it again. His manhood felt so good and full inside of her, rubbing each of those sweet spots along her silken walls. Her hands held onto his shoulders as she pulled her hips up and pressed back down against him in rhythm. His hands moved up along her body, touching and feeling her skin until his fingers found her breasts. He firmly felt each soft mound of hers and ended by giving each hard nipple a little pinch between his fingers. The silence of her room was replaced by her soft moans of pleasure. Her body lifted from the bed and floated lightly through the air until her back came to press against a nearby wall. The walls and opening of her vagina were spread and stretched still, against something unseen. Her body moved with it, rocking up and down against the wall, with her breasts lightly bouncing. In the living room, the egg was glowing brightly, taking on an array of different colors and shifting between them rapidly. Amber's body moved again, this time from the wall and to the bed, where she landed gently on her back. Her stretched vaginal walls relaxed and closed back to normal as she continued to sleep soundly. The sound of her alarm clock woke her finally and she tiredly reached over to turn it off. The memories of her dream slowly came back to her mind and she smiled pleasantly to herself. She pulled herself from bed and readied herself for work and ate a little breakfast. The egg sat dormant on the table as she watched it while she ate. The trip to work was normal, no daydreaming or spontaneous arousal or orgasms. Work was normal as well and she even managed to stay focused throughout the day. The following couple of weeks continued to be back on track for her normal life and she had mostly let those strange occurrences slip from her mind. The egg sitting on her table was nothing more than an ornament in which she didn't touch. Almost two months later, Amber had just gotten out of bed and had set her kuerig to make a cup of coffee. As the usually pleasant smell hit her nose, it made her nauseous and she quickly made her way to the bathroom. She couldn't stop her impending sickness from coming up. Once her stomach finally calmed, she cleaned her mouth with some salt water and thought about taking the day off. Her stomach seemed to settle quickly, making her feel better, so she decided to head to work. Work was again uneventful compared to several weeks ago. There were interesting items that came through the shop now and then though. On the next morning, she started her same routine again; sleepily making her way into the kitchen to set her coffee and once again it seemed to trigger her to run to the bathroom. She couldn't understand why the smell of coffee first thing in the morning was suddenly making her sick to the stomach. When morning came again, Amber decided to skip making coffee and instead stuck with some orange juice. Before she could even get the carton back into the fridge, her stomach started up again and off she went running to the bathroom. When she got home from work, she called her doctor right away to schedule an appointment. She let out a low sigh as she hung up the phone, finding out the appointment wouldn't be for another two days. After thinking about it for a few minutes, she gave Matt a call at the shop. "Hi Matt, it's Amber. I'm going to need a few days off, I'm not feeling too well." "Hey, I'm sorry to hear that. Well, get some rest and feel better. I can handle things here." "Thanks Matt. If anything comes up, just give me a call." Amber spent the rest of her day and evening resting, hoping that she could shake whatever bug she had. She met the same fate in the morning once again, spending her time in the bathroom. Her food for the day consisted of all light stuff; juice, soup and water mostly. The day went past slowly, filling it with a mix of t.v and reading. As she read through the novel, she came upon a very explicit love scene and the words filled her own imagination. She felt her body warming, filling with arousal as she read more. One hand held the book so that she could keep reading and her other hand slid into her panties. Her eyes remained focused on the words while she maneuvered her fingers against her clit. It took just a few minutes before she started moaning softly, her hips moving ever so gently against her hand. Soon, her body shivered as a wave of climatic pleasure stretched through her, from head to toe. The scene continued into the book, and Amber continued as well. Her sex button being toyed with expertly until she managed to bring herself to a second orgasm. She placed the book down and climbed from bed to take a shower. When morning came, she got up early to get ready for the doctor, but her morning was interrupted by her stomach yet again. The fact that she was seeing the doctor today made her feel somewhat better though. When she finally made it to the back of the doctor's office, she only waited a few minutes and soon she came in. Amber explained her symptoms to the doctor, so she did a routine checkup and took some blood samples. A couple of days later and some stomach sickness, the doctor called with the results. "Good afternoon Amber, I have the results of your blood test back." "Is it bad?" She asked nervously. "Well, your tests show that everyone is functioning normally, no unusual bacteria, viruses or worms. " "So, what's causing me to vomit every morning then?" "It's actually good news, or at least I hope it is. You're pregnant, congratulations!" "I'm pregnant?" She responded in disbelief. "Yes." The doctor confirmed. Amber went silent, wondering how she could be pregnant when she hadn't had sex with anyone. Then all the memories of the egg came crashing down into her mind and her heart started racing. "Thank you." She ended the call and sat down, rubbing her stomach and looking at the egg. It couldn't have really made her pregnant, could it? The Spirity of Fertility Ch. 03 For the following couple of weeks, Amber kept mostly to herself, even at work. Aside from the standard pleasantries, she didn't feel up to talking much. Her mind was filled with thoughts of being pregnant and had even taken a home pregnancy test just to make sure. She knew she hadn't had sex for quite a long time, so that only left the tale about the egg. Every day now, she couldn't help but to sit and stare at the egg, hoping that maybe something would reveal itself that could help her understand more. She didn't touch it, not wanting to draw more freaky episodes upon herself. Not knowing what else to do and having no explanation for herself, or others on how she became pregnant, she found herself at the doctor's office to discuss abortion. She filled out forms and spoke with the doctor about the steps and procedures that they used, along with the risks. Before this, she had never really believed in abortions, but how could she be expected to have a baby? She thought to herself. It was unfair that she was suddenly pregnant. On top of that, she spent most of every day at work and had no one else to take care of a baby. After thinking about it for a few days, she called the doctor and scheduled an appoint to have the abortion. On the way to the office, she had doubts and some anxiety, but held to her choice. In the room, she got prepared for the procedure. She undressed her clothing and adorned the patient robe before laying on the table. Her feet and legs were placed in the stirrups as the readied to terminate the fetus. As Amber laid there, the nurse and doctor prepped her further. She listened as they explained what was going on. "We are going to start the sedation process now. After that, we will begin the termination. You won't feel any pain or anything." Following those words, Amber began to feel sleepy from the effects of the anesthesia. Her eyes felt heavy, but she kept watching them for now. The nurse applied a cream of some sort to her vagina, which she assumed to be lubricant. She could feel a warm tingle on her vagina. The nurse moved to the side and the doctor came up to start. She could barely hold her eyes open as he started whatever the procedure was. She felt her vaginal lips part and something slid in. She was surprised to feel that it was warm instead of cold. Amber looked up to the nurse, wondering to herself why she hadn't fallen asleep yet. There was no pain or anything, so she didn't make a protest. Being so groggy, it was hard to put together exactly what was going on, but she could feel the thing inside of her. The nurse remained at her side and the doctor between her spread legs. She was unable to really tell what the doctor was doing. As she looked up to the nurse again, she saw that the nurse was leaning down closer. Marie, she thought to herself. That's the name the nurse had given her before. Marie's face seemed to hover right over her own, then she felt their lips touch. Amber wasn't sure what was going on. Her lips pressed against hers more and at the same time she could feel the nurse's hands on her gown. After a few moments, she felt cool air against her body and realized that the nurse had opened the gown. Marie's warm, soft hand cupped Amber's breast. Amber was unable to say anything, if she wanted to. Marie's tongue had pressed into her mouth, tasting her in a deep kiss before she felt her own tongue being sucked upon. Fingers touched and pulled on her nipples. The thing inside of her was gliding back and forth, picking up pace while the nurse carried on with the kiss and attention to her breasts. Amber moaned softly, feeling the thing in her vagina rubbing her insides just right. She felt another pair of hands on her now, holding around her thighs. They seemed to tug slightly each time the thing pushed into her. When the nurse finally pulled away from the kiss, Amber's lips were left moist with her saliva. She could see the doctor now, holding her legs and pumping his hips. He was fucking her. His cock had been inside of her all of this time. She wasn't sure what to think. The doctor leaned forward and took her nipple into his mouth, sucking it, then moving to the other and doing the same. Even in this drowsy state, the attention to her nipples made her tense some from the sensitive pleasure. Both of them slowly hardened and glistened in the light from being wet. His hips pressed forward again, driving his manhood into her now moistening depths. A soft moan was driven from her mouth. She felt him tugging on her legs more and more as he increased the intensity of his thrusts. Her body was warming as arousal continued to fill her, erecting her nipples, flushing her skin and engorging her clitoris. The nurse stepped back and allowed the doctor to lean over her more, pressing his mouth to hers, kissing her deeply, and her eyes closing in the kiss. Her moans continued, feeling his hips colliding into her, spreading her soft, wet slit around his firm length. She didn't feel the stirrups against her legs anymore, only his shoulders or hips helping to hold them up. Everything was warm and each thrust of his filled her body with pleasure. She felt the nurse take her hand, maneuvering it carefully between Marie's legs. Amber felt the nurse's wetness against her fingers and guided her to rub. Amber still had her eyes closed, feeling the doctor kissing and biting her neck, but never slowing the pace of his hips. She rubbed Marie's clit, slipping two fingers just inside of her slit and using her thumb to tease that sex button. Amber felt the warm pleasure growing, spreading from her center and increasing with intensity. The more her pleasure grew, the more quickly she rubbed and fingered the nurse. Her slender fingers sliding wetly in and out of her. The pleasure started to climb quickly, making her heart race; her moans becoming louder. Her well pleased slit started to throb as she curled her toes and lifted her hips. Her orgasm seemed to slam into her, making her shake and shiver. Her fingers pumped against those wet walls and her thumb now slowly on that clit. She slowly pulled her fingers back, feeling her slit empty as she opened her eyes. She saw the familiar sight of her ceiling and felt the softness of her bed. Her heart jumped and she sat up quickly. "What the hell!?" She yelled out. How was she possibly in her room? She knew for sure that she went to the doctor. She looked down between her legs, seeing the wetness on her sheets and the creamy cum coating her fingers. This couldn't be right, there was no way, she thought. The soreness from the rough sex ached within her too and there was no way she did that with just her fingers. She sat up more and touched over her vaginal lips some, feeling the wetness on them. It was sticky and warm. Her cum was there, but also semen she noticed. She turned some and reached for the small mirror on her nightstand and took a leg between her legs. That thick, cream colored goo was slowly leaking from her and the amount only showed the greater amount that had to have been inside. She got up from the bed in a hurry and ran to the bathroom in order to clean herself. "What's happening to me..." On the counter was still one of the several pregnancy tests she had bought. She opened it and did the test again. While waiting for the result, she paced back and forth. When she picked it up again, the result showed the same as the others. She was in fact pregnant. "The egg! This all started with the egg." She spoke to herself more. She exited the bathroom and went straight to the egg, picking it up this time while not caring about its magic or spell or whatever was causing this. She looked all over for anything that could help, but of course she found nothing. After a moment of staring at it, the thought occurred on how she acquired the egg in the first place. That evening, Amber took a drive to her shop. They were closed for the day already, but she knew that and wanted it that way. She unlocked the door and went in, making her way to the file room. There were bunches of receipts from purchases and sales. She couldn't remember the exact date, but she started flipping through the buys and went back a couple of months. After about an hour of looking through each individual record, she found it. The phone number was right there on the paper and Amber hoped that the lady who sold her the egg would know how to stop it. "Hello." A voice answered after a few rings. "Hi, this is Amber calling from the pawn shop, may I speak with Ms. Warren." "Oh, hi Amber, this is her speaking." "Nice to speak with you again Ms. Warren-" "Call me Juila, please." She cut in to request. "Thank you." Amber spoke as pleasant as she could. "Juila, I had a few question about the egg, if you don't mind." "The egg? I'm not sure that I can be of much help. I told you what I know at the shop." "Are you sure?' Amber asked pleadingly. "There isn't anything else? Even small?" "No, I'm sorry, that's all I know. Just a pretty egg that is said to help with pregnancy." "Oh... thank you." Amber hung up. She felt as if she were going to break down and cry. She took the files and put them back properly and just walked around the shop, lost in thought for quite a while. It wasn't until sometime later that she was able to calm down and finally drive herself home. More days passed and Amber forced herself to work. The morning sickness seemed to have slowly stopped and she was at least thankful for that. That Friday, she relaxed after work, pulling out a book for the first time in weeks and trying to read. Her nerves were calm and as she read she even thought about being pregnant finally. It had seemed surreal all of this time, but now she ran a hand over her stomach, actually thinking about the child growing inside of her. The next day at work, Amber was a little peppier, trying to free her mind from her egg conundrum. She sat at her desk most of the day, doing backed up paperwork and answering the phone. "Hi, thanks for calling, this is Amber." She answered happily. "Hi Amber, its Julia. Do you have a moment to talk?" "Julia? Yes, I do have some time." Amber wasn't sure to be happy or worried to hear from her. "The egg is a powerful item. It makes me worried just talking about it. I assume you called me because things happened to you?" "Yes." Amber answered then paused. It was a sort of relief that someone else knew about these things. "It's okay, you needn't go into detail, I know how hard it can be." "You mean that it happened to you? Did it make you pregnant?" Amber asked. "Oh yes. I have four children, all done by the egg." "Four! Oh my goodness!" Amber couldn't believe it. That meant she was definitely pregnant too. "During those pregnancies, I spent a lot of time at libraries, looking for information about the egg. There isn't much to go on, but I will tell you a few important things. But first, please accept my apology for bringing the egg to you, I didn't know what else to do. Four children without a man is a lot to bear." "Now listen carefully, maybe write this down if you need to." Julia paused for a moment, then continued on. She wanted to be done with the egg for good. "The first thing that you should know is, once you rub the trimming, you activate the spell on yourself. The spell manipulates your body and causes pregnancy. Once you give birth, it will start over again after a month. The second thing is that the egg's spell won't bring you any harm. It may make you feel trapped or not in control, but it was always be a pleasing experience in the end. Lastly, you shouldn't try and stop the pregnancy in anyway. Trying to stop it will make the spell take a greater effect." Amber jotted notes down about each, just to make sure that she didn't forget them. All three things had already happened to her though and Julia's words only confirmed the further. "How do I stop it then? I don't want to have children for the rest of my life." Amber pleaded. "Stopping it is easy, but difficult as well. You simply have to give the egg to another female. That is the physical part of it, but that doesn't break the spell. In order to break the spell, you have to tell the person that you give it to about the fertility spirit and that it can help them get pregnant. You must mention both or the spell will stay." "That's it? Nothing else?" It seemed easy enough, she thought. "That is it. But remember, whoever you give it to will likely activate the spell on themselves. You can't warn them or go into detail until the spell is activated. I hope that helps, but I should really go now, the egg held me for years." It seemed harsh as Julia ended the call, but she had gone through quite a lot, even more than Amber. On the drive home from work, she thought of ways to give the egg away. She knew for sure that it would have to be someone that she didn't know. Putting that spell on a friend or family was something she didn't want to do. As time went on, her belly grew and eventually she couldn't hide the fact that she was pregnant. It was a surprise to her shop manager and some friends. She came up with a story about dating a guy and the pregnancy being unplanned, but that she intended to keep it anyway. It was easy enough for her to tell and get away with. At about seven months in, Amber decided it was time to find a doctor that could help her through until birth. It started with a standard examination, making sure that she was healthy and looking for things that could cause a miscarriage or harm to the baby otherwise. The doctor made thorough rounds over her and was happy to say that Amber looked to be quite healthy. The next part was the ultrasound. Amber laid back with her enlarged stomach exposed. A cool gel was placed on her skin and then the device. The results started showing on the screen just a bit later and the doctor explained. "You can see here that we have a girl." The doctor smiled, while pointing to the monitor with one hand. "Oh, look at this, it looks like two girls! Congratulations, you're having twins!" "Twins!" Amber was shocked. She thought about it for a moment and then it all made sense. She had tried to stop the pregnancy and the spell grew stronger. It had finally set in with her, that she was going to be a mother. The shop was doing well, so money wasn't going to be a problem for her. Growing up, she always pictured herself married before having any children, but children were always an iffy thing for her anyway. With her due date drawing ever closer, she started to follow the doctor's instructions to reduce her physical labor and other stressful situations. At the shop, she worked with Matt to hire an extra person to help make up for her being out. She still went to work several days a week in order to keep up with paperwork and other financial business. On the night before her estimated due date, the contractions started. She pushed herself to get dressed and before leaving her home, she noticed that the egg was glowing. "Yeah, yeah. I'm going to have your children." She sighed as the egg seemed to be doing a little victory dance. Amber managed to drive herself to the hospital, even in the pain of contractions. The medical staff prepared her to give birth and watching them put the final realization in her mind that this was really happening. She was already thinking about the relief it would be to be rid of her huge tummy. The staff continued to regularly check her dilation, waiting for the moment when they could deliver. It was about three hours later when everything started. The staff and their words became all one big blur. She could hear them telling her to push over and over and to breathe. At some point, they pulled the first of the twins from her. The pain subsided for a moment and then it was off to the next. The second was delivered soon after as well. Amber looked at both of the baby girls in front of her. Her babies, she thought to herself. Seeing them alive and well, being able to touch them; it didn't seem so bad to be a mother now. Over the following week, she hired a team to renovate her free bedroom into a nursery room. She spent her time at home now, mostly bored, but she took good care of the twins, which involved a lot of breastfeeding. When she couldn't, she used a pump so that her breasts wouldn't hurt from the swelling. The egg and the spell were on her mind too. She only had three weeks left to give the egg away before the spell started again. As easy as she thought it was going to be, it turned out to be quite difficult. Another week passed before she finally put some ideas into motion. She took out some ads in the papers and also posted some online ads. Auction sites were avoided, knowing that she had to talk to the buyer in person. With less than two weeks left, one of the ads finally paid off. Amber had no intention of trying to make a bunch of money from the egg, she just wanted it to be gone. She and the potential buyer communicated through email until they arrived at fifty dollars for the price. The lady that wanted to buy the egg asked to meet at a public location, which was a great idea to Amber. It was already started to feel hard enough, knowing that she was going to pass a curse onto someone. With that in mind, the less the lady knew about her, the better. There was just about a week left until the spell was to start again. Amber was going to meet with the lady tomorrow at a shopping mall. She would make the sale there and then all of this was going to be over. Well, the spell was going to be over at least. The twins were still very much real and they took most of her time. Amber was rather excited for tomorrow. It had been a long nine months for her, filled with all sorts of strange occurrences and it would be a relief for it to be over. The twins still needed taking care of though, so she had them out at the grocery store, wheeling them around in a double seated stroller. Having children was a brand new experience. It wasn't something that she had wanted, nor prepared for. She went from being a single woman, whose only real responsibility was to manage the pawn shop, to now, being in charge of two lives. After picking up groceries for herself, along with baby food and diapers, she made her way back home. Once she arrived, she carefully removed the twins from the car. As she carried them to the door, she noticed something didn't look right. The door was slightly open already and no one had a key except for her. Quickly, she turned and went back to the car and put the twins back in while she called the police. The police arrived just a little while later and entered her home, searching for any intruders. It was a very tense few minutes for her while they searched every room and corner. The all clear was soon given and they had her go in to check and see if anything was missing. Amber went in and looked around, checking her jewelry first, then a couple spots where she hid cash money, just in case. All of her jewelry was still there, along with the money and television. Everything of expense seemed to be accounted for. The police told her that maybe something spooked the intruder before they went in. By the time she finished putting the groceries away, her nerves had calmed. She fed the twins from her breasts and put them down for sleep. She used that time to take a quick shower, then went in to check on them again. They were both still peacefully asleep, which was a relief for her. She set the baby monitor and carried the other device back to her own room. Amber looked at herself in the mirror, seeing her wet hair hanging all about. She untied her robe and pulled it open, looking over her swelled breasts. Both nipples were erect and engorged with milk. Her hands came to her body, slowly and softly touching over her own skin. One hand explored downward, dipping between her legs, giving her clit a little attention. It had been months since she last had any sexual release. She let out a long breath as she touched herself, teasing and rubbing between her legs. The Spirity of Fertility Ch. 03 Her arousal woke swiftly and she grew wet. She bit her lip slightly, then turned to make way for her bed. She propped a pillow against the headboard and laid down. Her hand quickly returned to that warm place between her thighs. Normally she liked to read a sexy book, but right now she just needed some release. The sound of her soft moans and the motions of her fingers filled the room. Her other hand moved up to her breast, feeling that soft mound before giving her nipple a little pinch. That milk of hers burst forth in a spurt from her nipple and dripped down her breast. She had forgotten all about it, but that wasn't cause enough to make her stop either. That warm tingle grew in intensity, moving her fingers ever quicker as she approached her climax. She curled her toes into the bed and pumped her hips up as the powerful spasms seized her body in orgasm. Slowly, she opened her eyes, feeling a little nervous after having her release. Her sexual experiences had been far from normal since the egg came into her life. Everything appeared to be normal though; she looked up at her ceiling, relaxing in the afterglow of climax. With the egg back on her mind, she remembered that she was finally going to be rid of it tomorrow. She got up from bed and looked around for something to put it in and found a box that would suit the purpose. She brought it to the living room, then stopping dead in her tracks as she turned the corner. The egg wasn't on the table, where it had been for the past nine months. Her heart rate flared up, moving quickly about the place to try and find it. From one room to the next she went, trying to think of where it could have possibly gone. As she turned to head back to the kitchen, she saw her door. Someone had broken in and stolen the egg, just the egg. She stepped backwards into the living room and fell into the couch, in shock. For several minutes she laid there, not moving. So many thoughts flooded her mind, with the strongest one being the spell. Why would they steal it? She thought to herself. It did look to be a gold and jeweled piece. Even she had been fooled by it. A burglar could have seen it and thought, jackpot. But the spell, she thought further. She needed to pass the egg on properly and had less than a week to do so. After pulling herself and her thoughts to together again, she called the police back. She gave them a description of the egg and stressed how important it was to her. Day after day passed and Amber did her best to take care of the twins. Each day she waited to hear about the egg, hoping the police would find it, maybe at a pawn shop or something similar. The days seemed to pass quickly and she was unable to fully relax at any point. She spent half of each night tossing and turning and the other half, checking on the twins. On the final day, she called the police department to ask for an update, or at least anything they could give. Of course they didn't have anything for her though. She knew it wasn't a high priority case, but with the stakes being so high, she hoped a lot. That night, she tossed and turned again until she heard the baby monitor. Sleepily she made her way to the next room so that she could check on them. After a diaper change, she dragged herself back to bed and sleep came on with haste this time around. Amber didn't wake again until the sound of the baby monitor broke the silence in the morning. She opened her eyes and sat up, about to go and check on the twins, but something was quite off. Her covers were on the floor, she was nude and she had the taste of semen in her mouth. The longer she sat there, the more she could feel the soreness between her legs, like she had been having sex all night. She didn't remember anything, except for changing the diaper overnight. No memories of dreams or anything else came to her. The frustration and the panic was building. It brought back the thoughts of nine months ago and she turned to look at the birth control sitting on her nightstand. With little thought, she took them and swallowed it down. Hearing the baby again, she hurried and cleaned up some, focusing on her mouth and the leftover semen on her labia. She wrapped a robe around herself and made way to the nursery room to take care of her twins. The instincts of motherhood slowly settling in on her, guiding her to take care of her children first, then her needs. She knew it was going to get weird again and that she had to find that egg. The Spirity of Fertility Ch. 04 Two months later, Amber continued to wait for her egg to be found, though her hope was all but gone. The sexual episodes remained constant and the birth control seemed to be working so far. The long it went on, the more intense and direct the episodes became. She knew it was happening because she was taking the birth control and upsetting the workings of the spell. There didn't seem to be anything else to do, unless she were to become pregnant again and she wasn't ready for that. She wanted to return to work soon and that meant finding a nanny to take care of twins. Despite not wanting children, she loved her babies and wanted good care for them. She spend the majority of her day today searching online and writing down notes and phone numbers for different nanny services. By late afternoon she had created a list of prospective places she wanted to call. Once the list was complete, she took a break and went to feed the twins. The girl that was delivered first, she had named Rose and the second of the twins she had named Violet. She fed them both from her breast and changed them afterwards. After finishing the afternoon routine with them, it was back to business. "Hi, thanks for calling, how may I assist you today?" the first place answered. "Hi, yes, I am calling to find out more about your nanny services. I will be returning to work soon and I have twin girls that will need to be taken care of during the day." "Of course ma'am, we can certainly accommodate twins. I will be delighted to go over the services we have available, as well as pricing." Amber listened on and jotted notes down as the lady went over the information with her. Meanwhile, the end of her shirt started to lift, pulling upwards slowly. At the same time, her pants started to pull downward. Her legs lifted into the air as she sat on the living room sofa and her jeans slid off and landed in a pile on the floor, along with her panties. "Not now..."Amber muttered under her breath, biting her lip. She tried to focus on speaking with the lady while her legs were pushed open wide. The usual wet pressure started against her sex, feeling like a mouth and tongue. It teased at her clit and folds, sparking arousal through her body. Her mouth was opened partly, wanting to moan, but forcing it back. Once she was wet the wet touching stopped and her legs were lifted once again as the penetration started. She bit harder on her lip, feeling the invisible thing sliding into her slit. "Yes." Amber answered the lady, almost moaning it out. Somehow she managed to ask her last few questions while the episode grew more intense. The unseen thrusting was making her body rock into the sofa and it continued to grow in speed and force, making it hard for Amber to speak properly. "Yes, yes, thanks for your help!" Amber said quickly before hanging up. No sooner than she ended the call, she was moved and flipped over onto her hands and knees. She barely managed to brace herself before her slit was penetrated again. She hated not having control of her own sexual life, but it made her feel so good physically. Her hands held firmly against the sofa and she worked her hips backwards into the thrusting, almost as if she were using that invading force as a sex toy. It had teased her and touched, made her horny and now she needed to get herself off. She felt her breasts being squeezed, though she couldn't see what was doing it, only the invisible imprints against her soft flesh. Her moaning continued throughout as it kept up its steady motion of ravaging her sexual being. More touching pressure started against her clit, teasing that sex button in just the perfect manner to drive her to an orgasm. Her silken, inner walls started throbbing, tensing up against the invisible intrusion inside of her. It had been a long time since she had last felt so aroused. Even her wetness was dripping down the insides of her thighs. That spark of climax warmed in her loins quickly and exploded moments later, hijacking the muscles of her body in an intense orgasm. Her wetness was no longer containable inside those slick folds and it squirted forth and rained in droplets over the sofa. It took her by complete surprise; the way her body just ejected her moisture like that, happening in several spurts. Before her orgasm finished, her body was pushed down, laying her stomach flat on the sofa and she felt the pressure slide deeply inside of her, pressing against her cervix. Then she felt spurt after spurt of hot thickness flowing into her waiting pussy. The spurting stopped and the thing withdrew from her and all was back to normal just like that. She couldn't help but to lay there for several minutes, basking in the pleasant after glow. It was hard to think straight after such a sex episode, but she pulled her mind together and got up. She fixed her bra and shirt and slipped back into her panties and bottoms. She looked over herself and then to the sofa. The cushions were wet with her cum and she didn't know what to think of such a thing. Squirting was something she had vaguely heard about and never actually thought it could be real. Having growing used to such episodes now, Amber quickly got back to normal and resumed calling agencies. The next morning, she woke and made sure to take her birth control before getting in the shower. She took care of the twins as well, which had become something she enjoyed doing very much. The following week, she returned to work, leaving the twins in the hands of a very well picked nanny, or least she hoped. She had spent a lot of time looking over each one of them. It felt pretty good to be back at work, except it made her miss her children. Every morning and evening, she spent as much time as possible with them. She fed them from her breast when she could and left pumped milk for the nanny to use during the day. The days and weeks passed, then a few more months as well. The sexual episodes continued, which only seemed to happen in the evening or overnight. Even with the episodes happening frequently, the egg was all but pushed to the back of her mind. As time went on, being so sexually pleased didn't seem like such a bad thing. There was no need for relationship drama or anything and it seemed that as long as she took her birth control, it was basically no strings attached sex. She felt like her life was getting back into some kind of order. Her routine consisted of taking care of her children and working. Of course there were the episodes several times a week. She had thought about telling someone about the episodes on a few occasions, but each time she decided against it. It was her secret and on top of that, she didn't want upset the spell with anything new. Seven months passed since the egg had been taken and it seemed to have little effect on Amber anymore. She was happy at work and at home with her twins. The episodes came several times a week, whether she was really in the mood or not and they always ended the same way; with her in the brace of an orgasm and hot fluid filling her pussy. After an evening of being ravaged by the spirit, Amber arrived to work on time as usual. She had pumped some milk for her children and left them in the good hands of the nanny. Mark was off from work today, so she spent more time on the sales floor, just as she did each week on his day off. It was just another normal day and she was getting ready to close up, when another customer came in. She was the last person there so she locked up and decided to help them. He thanked her and came in with a box, bringing it over then setting in gently on the counter. He reached in and pulled it out; an egg shaped object with gold trimming. Amber couldn't believe it. A look of shock came over her face which made the guy respond. "Oh no, it's nothing special. My wife bought it for like 50 bucks from a guy, but we had it checked out and it isn't real gold. I was just hoping to get rid of it for a few dollars." "Oh, yeah, sure, let me take a look." Amber answered after regaining her posture. She stepped up to it and examined it closer. What were the chances that the egg would end up in the shop again, she thought. It was definitely the same egg though, her egg. They negotiated a rather cheap price and she paid him. She didn't bother with paperwork or telling him that it was a stolen item. Having the egg back was a relief for her, even though she had grown used to her new, weird life. Upon arriving home that evening, she thanked the nanny and unpacked the egg after she left, giving it another look over. She pulled it from the box and sat it back on the living room table where it had been before. The next day, she looked for the phone number of the original person that wanted to buy it, hoping that she would still be interested. For a few minutes, she sat there, trying to think of a way to convince her to buy it just in case. Her eyes looked over the egg and it reminded her of some of her very first episodes. She felt herself getting wet at the thoughts and her arousal grew, warming her body. The feel of arms reached around her from behind, nimble fingers unbuttoning her blouse. That sexy phantom lover of hers appeared in her mind again, finally, not just some invisible force. He kissed her neck softly as his hands touched her warm, soft body, removing her top before undoing her bra. His hand cupped around those soft mounds of flesh, provoking her nipples to harden. Finally, he stepped around to her front, giving her a full view of his nudity and erect manhood. His hands came to her head and guided her forward, encouraging her to give him oral. That thick shaft slid into her mouth and she looked up to him and started sucking. She kept her soft lips firm around him while his hands moved her head back and forth. She felt her mouth empty when he pulled back and looked down at her, gazing upon her with seemingly endless eyes. Without even touching her, she felt her skirt being pulled away, followed by her panties. Her legs were lifted into the air and he took her by the ankles, placing kisses over the soles of her slender feet. The kisses trailed down each of her legs in an invisible manner, all the while he remained on her feet. That unseen mouth made its way to her waiting vagina and quickly began eating her out. Lips pulled upon her clit and a tongue explored deeply against her folds. She alternated between looking at her legs and up to him while he kissed her feet and ankles. Then that invisible mouth parted her sex and move up, over her stomach and eventually started to suck at her neck. Her eyes closed as she threw her head back in pleasure only to feel a single thrust plant his cock deep inside of her. She opened her eyes, now seeing his hips firmly against her, his manhood completely sheathed within her wet being. His hips pulled back and instantly slammed back into her, making a moan escape her mouth. The sucking on her neck stopped and suddenly she felt a tongue between her lips, slipping into her mouth and teasing at her own tongue. Hands took a tight hold over her shoulders and the firm pounding started. The sound of his hips clashing into her filled the room for several minutes as he completely dominated and ravaged her. When he finally stopped, she felt herself being lifted into the air and carried away. He brought her to the bedroom and sat with her in his lap, then laid back on the bed with her on top. Another force took a hold of her hips and started to make her move up and down. She leaned forward to place her hands down and worked her hips with the motion of the force. He felt incredible inside of her, loving the way her pussy throbbed around him in pleasure. Amber couldn't help but to squirt when she came, having not control over it; just her body ejaculating that excess wetness. She felt touching and hands all over her as he took his time fucking all from one position to the next. It happened on the bed and in the air, he evened placed her back against the wall. At no time did his cock ever exit her slit. She didn't even know how many orgasms he had brought into her, but knew that it went on for hours. A final orgasm brought her to complete exhaustion and she went out like a light. The abrupt sound of her alarm clock finally woke her in the morning. She was nude and had hickeys over her stomach and breasts. The soreness of her sex was quite a reminder of her night. She pulled herself from bed and took on the normal routine of caring for her children, then herself. Once she was showered and dressed, she took a seat in the living room and picked up the lady's number. With the number in hand, she walked to the kitchen, tore the paper into shreds and tossed it away. The nanny arrived soon after and Amber collected her things so that she could head to work. As she stepped to the door, a swift, firm smack landed upon her butt. She turned quickly to look back and saw the nanny stepping into the nursery room. Then she looked toward the living room and the egg. A second smack landed on the next side of her butt and it drew a little smirk from her. Nine months later, she found herself in the hospital screaming as she pushed to deliver her baby. A few hours into labor, yielded her twin boys. Not long after, she had both sets of twins home and happily took care of them. The egg remained on the living room table, exactly where Amber wanted it to be. A month later, she lied in bed reading, her shorts starting to shift around her waist then tugged down. Her panties followed suit and they both landed on the floor. That familiar, very skilled mouth closed in and claimed her pussy once more. She reached over and opened that bottle, then swallowed her birth control. This was her family, her egg and her lover. She wouldn't want to have it anyway other way.