Well first things first, let’s compare notes on where and when this happened so I can rule myself out as the daddy! 😈🙌😁 Beyond that, sounds like you had quite the few days there! Congrats!
Fun facts. Women are more likely to cheat during their fertile phase. They’re also more likely during that time to go for a classic alpha-male-type (strong jaw, broad, self-confident). Women are more likely to present themselves provocatively when they’re fertile. Finally, women are more likely to accept risky sex while they’re ovulating.
Evolution is such a strict and wily mistress to keep our species going! Also, wow, science is amazing, right? Science!
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“Her newly-wed husband had passed out and the best man carried him to the room…”
“He promised I’d get knocked up tonight. Please, help your best friend keep his promises..while I break mine.”
My husband had been devastated when I told him I was cheating on him. After crying a little he turned to me and said, “so it’s over, right?”
I couldn’t help but giggle. “Baby, you’re so cute. Idunno, he’s just really good, you know? Do you really mind that much?”
“YES!”
“Haha, okay okay. But, like, he’s just so young and always hard and ready to go. He doesn’t last as long as you, but he makes up for it by the third time around. And by then I feel so spent and full of cum.”
“You fuck him unprotected?!”
“Oh don’t worry, I saw his test results before we started going bareback. And you don’t fuck anyone else. So we’re all fluid bonded safely.”
“You make me use condoms! And you’re not on birth control!”
“Now sweetie, you know I’m religious about the rhythm method. I swallow his seed when I’m ovulating.”
“At least there’s that. What an image. Ugh. Fuck, honey, are you breaking up with me or what?”
“No no, we’re married, baby. That means something. You make me feel so happy and secure. I want to have a life with you, raise a family. It’s just, I want to fuck him. I want to have sex with a guy who gets hard for me.”
“I get hard!”
“Yeah, but it takes so long! The whole thing takes so long! Which can be nice, don’t get me wrong. But sometimes I just want a quick, brutal fuck!”
“You can’t just break our wedding vows because you want to sleep around…” he said, looking down, unable to meet my eyes.
“I mean, hehe, I already did. Can’t I just have, like, romantic fidelity to you and sexual fidelity to him?”
“Fidelity to him?!”
“Well not exclusivity, but he is better. Maybe we could renew our vows? Show you and our friends my heart is yours, no matter who my pussy belongs to.”
“Belongs!? Honey, I can’t take this…” He turned away and sobbed a little. “At least give me a chance, to win you back?”
“Hmmmm. That’s interesting. Okay, how about this? He’s coming over Thursday while you’re at work. He’ll fuck me, as usual. Probably two or three times. Then instead of leaving, he stays until you come back. Then you get to compete just like you want. Nope, no take backs now. Rules are simple. Whoever gets hard first gets to fuck me. Now he’s younger so that’s why he gets the handicap of fucking me three times first. It’ll be difficult for both of you. As soon as the fucking starts, the loser has to masturbate. Let’s be honest that’ll probably be you. If the loser can cum before the one fucking me ejaculates, they earn the right to continue having sex with me in the future. BUT if one of you fails at both tasks that means that you don’t get to fuck me again until the other says it’s okay, if ever. Seem fair.”
“No! But I don’t really have a choice so okay.”
“Yay! This’ll be fun! I haven’t been this excited for a ‘date night’ with you in years!””
I felt guilty that I was keeping from him the knowledge that I was already pregnant with my boyfriend’s baby. Ever since we’d decided to get me knocked up under my husband’s nose it had felt so terrible and yet so delightfully sinful. I had determined to tell my husband all at once in the end. But when he said “win you back” I just couldn’t resist toying with him more. Plus, what fun it would be if he lost the right to fuck me altogether while I made him raise another man’s child?
Be honest, you want to catch your wife bending for some other guy and see her face while she enjoying the bigger cock .
You’d been one of those insecure, paranoid, obnoxious fucks. You’d tell anyone who’d listen how afraid you were that your wife would cheat on you. You’d take any awkward interaction as a clue and mull it over aloud, to the annoyance of all your friends. You’d work yourself up to a frenzied certainty that she was cheating. If only you could catch her…
Finally your best friend got tired of this never-ending nonsense. Marinette would never cheat, she was far too old school and devoted. Unless, maybe, she thought you had cheated first? Triston was going to shut you the hell up by shoving your cheating wife in your face and finally ending this. It would be good for you, even. He almost convinced himself.
When you got the text from your wife’s phone you nearly died: “I’m fucking your wife. Come quick and watch me impregnate her.” You felt both triumphant and devastated. You’d been trying and failing to get pregnant for months, too… You snuck up on the back patio and watched as your best friend fucked your wife. “I’m going to knock you up like your pathetic hubby can’t, okay, Marinette?” “Yes, yes yes!” she cried as tears streamed down her cheeks. You just held up your phone, recording, while feeling incredibly horny but not quite able to get it up.
pleasefuckababyinsidemywifeswomb:
I’d love for my wife to breed a big family.
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Cheat on me. To the max.
Son, ever since your father knocked me up I’ve been overflowing with milk. Do you think you could help me out?
“Mooom, you’re so weird. Why do you have to be such a hippie? …uh, fine, do you want me to hold the breast pump or what?”
“Honey, you know we don’t buy mechanical doodads for tasks humans were built for already. Mother nature saw fit to give me this milk early and I don’t want it to go to waste.”
“I guess…I have sort of always wondered what it tastes like, you know? Is that weird?”
“Of course not, sweetie. It’s the most natural. We weren’t meant to steal milk from cows.”
“Okay…cool, I’ll try it. Can’t be worse than kefir. So you want to squeeze it into a jar or what?”
“Baby, I’m not a cow.”
“Okaaay, sooo…”
“Breasts are meant for sucking, son.”
“Gross, get Dad to do it.”
“He’s busy, son. Besides, he’s not my child to nourish. You are.”
“I can’t suck my Mom’s breasts!”
“You already have, honey.”
“I’m a sexually mature adult now! That’s not normal! What if it feels good or something? I’d be scarred for life.”
“Breast feeding can feel very…um…stimulating, honey. Don’t mean to blow your mind. Mother Nature doesn’t create firm boundaries society likes us to think it does. You are my son, but I even I can see you are an attractive young man now. Motherhood does not make me immune from the erotic sensation any woman would feel seeing you walk around shirtless, get sweaty playing basketball, or hug me with those strong arms, your toned pecs pressing into my perky and sensitive nipples…”
“Gosh Mom, you made your point. I’ll suck your nipples. Just don’t freak out if I get a boner. It’s just what ‘Mother Nature’ intended and all.”
“We are all bound to the whims of Nature and our earthly desires, son. This is a safe space. We can express our bodies and ourselves without fear of judgment. …Actually, why don’t you just take your clothes off entirely? Nothing I haven’t seen before. It will help you feel more natural, relaxed, free of society’s artificial strictures. …Good. No, no need to hide your natural arousal. Come here, now. Yes, take my clothes off, fully, would you? Good.”
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