We Start a Second Child by Ale Stone
Rolf met a girl at a party which Britt and I also attended and we were delighted on his behalf. They married a couple of months later. "I've learned this last month's that there is no reason to delay things," he said. "If it hadn't been for you pushing me I would still be slaving for a boss and not have anything for it but my pay-check. Now I can slave for you and me, and Britt and Rut, and NOT have a paycheck." We both laughed goodheartedly at this. It was an exaggeration. A vast one. We did well. For financial reasons he didn't have to hesitate to marry Rut.
Britt and I liked her. Britt more than liked her, they became close friends in a very short time and when the house just beside ours was put for sale she insisted that Rolf and she should buy it. And they did. Now they were not only friends they were neighbors as well. They had a small wedding. Just her parents and Britt and I. Rolf was alone. He had no ****** and maybe that was why we had become such good friends. I didn't have any brothers and sisters. They neither could afford a honeymoon nor a vacation. They had put all their savings in the house and as they said, "love doesn't need a vacation when you just have fallen in love".
Britt and I discussed getting a second child. She didn't want to be pregnant during the summer-months so we had to start on it in May or June. Considering that it had taken her a few months to get pregnant with Olof, our boy, after she stopped taking the pill, we agreed for her to get off the pill in April. That would leave us enough time to get her pregnant during the early summer and I could convert the spare-room into a second, third actually, bedroom in May when business started to slow down.
I stripped the room in one weekend session and had made arrangements with Rolf for him to help me with the roof. It had to come down. Rut took the opportunity to visit her parents that weekend so we didn't have to be in any hurry. We left Olof for the weekend with Britt's parents who lived across town.
The work was dirty, most dust, and soon we were covered in white chalk all three of us. We had to drink a lot of beer to keep our throats wet but the hard work made us sweat it out and it didn't affect us too much. On one occasion Britt had to jump away when an unusually big chunk of plaster fell down but she couldn't avoid the dust. Neither could Rolf and I when it drifted up towards the roof. We were all covered in dust and coughing, sneezing and laughing. I told Britt to hurry up and get us some beers.
As it turned out it was almost the last peace we had to deal with and we decided to leave it there and finish it up the next day when the dust had settled.
"I'll go and take a shower and then I'm fixing some sandwiches," Britt said.
Rolf and I drank our beer and then he went over to his house to shower and change clothes. A few minutes after Rolf left Britt yelled into the room that she was finished with her shower and was going to make the sandwiches.
I shed my clothes and took a shower and then I lay down on the bed, still naked, and relaxed. I didn't hear Britt enter the room.
"Where's Rolf?" she asked.
"He went over to his for a shower and to change."
"Ah, good," she whispered, "then I can attend to my husband."
She flung off the robe and crawled up from the end of the bed towards my cock.
"And where has this little one been hiding? I don't know if I know him," she murmured and cupped her hand around my prick.
She kissed my cock and nibbled on the skin surrounding my testicles. This ministration made it slowly grow harder and soon it stood straight up from my stomach.
"Aha," Britt giggled, "this one I recognize! You were in disguise! Weren't you, you rascal. Where have you been hiding for so long? I really missed you, you know. I think I have to kiss him welcome."
She lowered her lips around my roused member and sucked in the mushroom into her mouth. I groaned and gripped her head with my fingers tussled in her hair. She immediately stopped, withdrew and looked up at me.
"Don't you dare waste anything now, honey. You now where I want it."
"Don't you worry your little head, darling, this is guy's stuff and I know where to put it. You just keep doing what you were and let me take care of the rest."
She smiled a big smile and returned to her cock-sucking. This was one of the good things that had come out of our little encounter with Rolf a couple of years ago. She didn't hesitate to go down on me. It was as if her sexual inhibitions were obliterated and she was more than willing to try out anything I suggested. She even did take the initiative to lovemaking if she thought it had been too long since last. She didn't become aggressive however. She most often left it to me to start things, but she enjoyed, almost seemed to crave, a regular sex-life. And if it was too long she didn't mind getting a quickie in daring places or circumstances, like now.
She smiled and went back to work. I cupped my hands around her head and caressed what I could reach. When I at one time was caressing her ears I saw Rolf coming down the hall. Shit he was quick! So was I. Again I wanted to see him fuck my wife! I didn't make a conscious decision I just winked at him and pointed down at my wife's raised ass, inviting him to stick it to her from behind!
He got rid of his clothes in a flash and sneaked up on Britt from behind. His cock wagged while he took the few steps from the doorway to the bed. I hardly noticed any shifting in the bed when he knelt down between my slightly spread legs. Aimed his cock at my wife's, by now I was sure, a little gaping cunt, and pushed forward. Britt's eyes flew open. She stared up at me. More surprised than panicked. She hadn't let go of my cock. It was still deep in her mouth but the sucking stopped. I nodded reassuringly at her. Then she let go of my cock.
"No," she moaned. "Oh no. Not again. Oh darling, not again!"
I took her head in my hands and steered her back down on my aching cock and she returned to her previous engagement and wetted my cock with her saliva. Squelching sounds emanated not only from her slurping on my mouth but also from Rolf's thrusting in her cunt. How wet it must be! She let go of my cock and moved a little bit further up on my body, still on her elbows and knees.
"Oh, darling, I'm opening up for him! He's going to..." she gasped. "Oh, darling I'm going to... CUM!"
She let her head drop down on my chest. Sobbing, laughing, humming she went though her orgasm. I could feel her counter-moves get stronger as she shoved her pussy up to meet Rolf's penetrating moves. She growled and bit my skin rather hard this made my own arousal calm down a bit. I paid more attention to Rolf's horny grin and Britt's shivering buttocks. Saw her ass-cheeks cramp as she ground her ass back towards Rolf. Rolf drew back away from her so his cock could penetrate her even further in. Up, up to her fertile womb! Again! Once again I would have to live through the agony. Would he impregnate her? Was his sperm potent enough this time?
With a bellow from Rolf and a mewing sound from Britt they both reached their climaxes together. Rolf fell back and sat behind Brit, between my spread legs and Britt slumped forwards over my body. She crawled up a little so her pussy was direct above my aching cock. She raised her hips a fraction, caught my cockhead with the drooling opening of her pussy and with one swift push she swallowed my engorged cock in her sloppy cunt. It was heaven! My wife's usually tight pussy barely cupped my cock, if it hadn't been for the tightness of the entrance I could as well have fucked a glass of water.
"Oh, yes! Push it in! Push it in me! Deep in! Fuck my wet cunt!" she growled and started a frantic dance along my cock.
"Oh, my darling I love the feeling of your pussy around my cock," I whispered in her hair.
I could feel her giggle.
"Do you really feel it?" she murmured.
"No. But is heaven! It's so wet. So sloppy. So hot! And I love you."
My words had just been uttered when she had another orgasm. I could feel her cunt get even wetter. Even sloppier. Wider and deeper. And open. Wide open. Ready to take my and Rolf's sperm way up in her uterus. To fertilize the waiting egg. I couldn't take any more. With a harsh grunt I shot my sperm up my wife's used love-tunnel. It felt as if it was a bucket full of potent sperm. Washing her inner walls and pushing Rolf's sperm in front of this wave of babymakers I emitted. Our orgasms hadn't more than sedated when I could feel Rolf grip Britt's hips and raise her up on her knees again. I saw how her eyes opened wide in surprise.
"Oh," Britt gasped when he shoved his prick into her without further ado.
I watched my wife's face, distorted with lust for a short while, then I came to think of something. I hadn't seen my wife's cunt getting fucked yet and this was the fourth time she felt another man's cock in her pussy. I crawled out from under her, turned around in the bed and crawled in under my wife's gyrating hips. Just above me were their united genitals. Rolf's cock pistoning out and in of my wife's wet and swollen pussy. I feasted on the sight for a long time and then I wondered how Britt would taste now, just fucked and fucking.
I stretched my head up to where I could see the shining clit protrude and closed my lips around it. At this sensation Britt screamed in lust. I flicked on it with my tongue and Britt screamed even higher. I wanted to put my tongue as far in as I could but Rolf's testicles were in the way, so I had to take a grip on them and push them out of the way. When he felt my hand on the scrotum he grunted and stayed still with his cock buried in my wife's pussy. Maybe he thought that I had turned gay or bisexual all of a sudden, then he understood what I was trying to do and resumed his pistoning movements.
My tongue wormed into my wife's fucking cunt and tasted for the first time in my life the mixture of sperm and pussy-juice. It tasted salty, no that was something I had read somewhere. Actually it was tasteless. It did however smell, not a little but a lot of sex! And another thing. It was slimy! This slime coated my chin, my nose, my tongue and the inside of my mouth. But I didn't care. It was hot! It made my cock twitch and wake up again. It was an aphrodisiac!
I wasn't aware of the effect my hand holding Rolf's testicles back had on him, later, much later he told me that it heightened the feelings in him and made him shoot his load into my wife much sooner than he would have expected after the previous orgasm. He moaned and twitched and shook while his sperm cascaded into my wife for the second time.
"Here take it! I'm cuming! Again! Take it!"
"Yes! Yes! Give it to me! I'll take it all! Give me, give me more!" Britt chanted at the same time.
Rolf's prick worked like a pump-handle and drew out a steady flow of sperm and pussy-juices from my wife's pussy and I swallowed some of it before I became aware of what was happening. It wasn't anything for me. There was too much of it and I just let my head fall down on the mattress and I just looked up on their genitals for a while. I crawled out and sat by Btitt's head and she looked at me.
"Oh my god not one more!" she moaned when she saw my hard-on. "I don't know if I can take it just now. I'm totally fucked out."
I didn't pay any attention to her protest but turned her over on her back and shoved my cock in her pussy in one swift thrust. It sank in to the hilt without any hindrance and I started to pound it out and in of my wife's well-used pussy. She moaned and groaned and had an almost hysteric fit when she started to cum.
"Oh my god, I'm cumming all the time! All the time! Feel me! Feel how I swallow your cock! Oh yes! Fuck me! Fuck me! I'm cumming!"
It was to much for me to stand and I came in such a ferocious climax that I almost passed out. I could feel my heart pound and I was panting for air. Never had I had such a climax! I fell down on her and just tried to calm down. She stroked my hair and back in slow, tired movements. I could feel her heart beat fast and hard and while I regained my strength so did she. Her heartbeat became normal and so did mine.
"You're heavy," she whispered and pushed me of her. "I need a shower. I don't know why I bothered before. I have to do it all over again."
"All of it!" Rolf asked with a big smile.
"Oh no! Oh no you don't! I couldn't take any more," she giggled and fled the room to the bathroom.
Rolf and I sat and made smalltalk, nothing was said about what just had expired and I was grateful to him for that. I had just started to worry. Britt being fertile and everything. I had to admit to myself that I wouldn't have wanted to miss it if I had the chance to choose. It was too hot. And I knew I would like to do it again.
The next day while Rolf and I sat in the living-room waiting for our respective wife's to return home and sipping a beer he turned to me.
"Lars," he started and fell silent again.
"Yes!"
"well, do you... Would you, I mean, can I ask you something."
"Sure."
"Well it's sort of personal, so..."
"No its alright, ask."
"Well about last night," he fell silent again.
"Yes," I encouraged him.
"Well. I... Well I remembered the first time. You are sure you don't mind me bringing this up?"
"No, no. It's perfectly al right. After all you were involved and I do understand if you wonder about..." I too fell silent.
"Well, I kind of remember that the first time Britt had some objections and I thought that it had to do with inexperience and didn't think about it. And then last night. Well she seemed to object again. I would have imagined that she knew what was going to happen..."
"Oh, that," I said thinking about what to say and decided it would be best to tell him the truth, so I did.
Afterwards he sat silent for a long time.
"Woaw," he muttered at last. "That's hot, man. Reel hot! I wonder..."
Just then we heard a car in our garage entrance and we stood and went to the door just in time to help Britt with Olof and all the stuff that always seemed to be necessary to bring with a child. Nothing more was said about our encounter last night and the subject didn't come up again for several months.
In spite of Britt's wishes not being pregnant during the summer months that was just what she was. Our second child was born in September, a girl whom we named Ingrid. With one boy and one girl Britt and I decided that our ****** was big enough and Britt went back on the pill. We didn't repeat our night of lust. Not with Rolf and not with any other man either. We settled down and seldom mentioned our adventures.
Rolf met a girl at a party which Britt and I also attended and we were delighted on his behalf. They married a couple of months later. "I've learned this last month's that there is no reason to delay things," he said. "If it hadn't been for you pushing me I would still be slaving for a boss and not have anything for it but my pay-check. Now I can slave for you and me, and Britt and Rut, and NOT have a paycheck." We both laughed goodheartedly at this. It was an exaggeration. A vast one. We did well. For financial reasons he didn't have to hesitate to marry Rut.
Britt and I liked her. Britt more than liked her, they became close friends in a very short time and when the house just beside ours was put for sale she insisted that Rolf and she should buy it. And they did. Now they were not only friends they were neighbors as well. They had a small wedding. Just her parents and Britt and I. Rolf was alone. He had no ****** and maybe that was why we had become such good friends. I didn't have any brothers and sisters. They neither could afford a honeymoon nor a vacation. They had put all their savings in the house and as they said, "love doesn't need a vacation when you just have fallen in love".
Britt and I discussed getting a second child. She didn't want to be pregnant during the summer-months so we had to start on it in May or June. Considering that it had taken her a few months to get pregnant with Olof, our boy, after she stopped taking the pill, we agreed for her to get off the pill in April. That would leave us enough time to get her pregnant during the early summer and I could convert the spare-room into a second, third actually, bedroom in May when business started to slow down.
I stripped the room in one weekend session and had made arrangements with Rolf for him to help me with the roof. It had to come down. Rut took the opportunity to visit her parents that weekend so we didn't have to be in any hurry. We left Olof for the weekend with Britt's parents who lived across town.
The work was dirty, most dust, and soon we were covered in white chalk all three of us. We had to drink a lot of beer to keep our throats wet but the hard work made us sweat it out and it didn't affect us too much. On one occasion Britt had to jump away when an unusually big chunk of plaster fell down but she couldn't avoid the dust. Neither could Rolf and I when it drifted up towards the roof. We were all covered in dust and coughing, sneezing and laughing. I told Britt to hurry up and get us some beers.
As it turned out it was almost the last peace we had to deal with and we decided to leave it there and finish it up the next day when the dust had settled.
"I'll go and take a shower and then I'm fixing some sandwiches," Britt said.
Rolf and I drank our beer and then he went over to his house to shower and change clothes. A few minutes after Rolf left Britt yelled into the room that she was finished with her shower and was going to make the sandwiches.
I shed my clothes and took a shower and then I lay down on the bed, still naked, and relaxed. I didn't hear Britt enter the room.
"Where's Rolf?" she asked.
"He went over to his for a shower and to change."
"Ah, good," she whispered, "then I can attend to my husband."
She flung off the robe and crawled up from the end of the bed towards my cock.
"And where has this little one been hiding? I don't know if I know him," she murmured and cupped her hand around my prick.
She kissed my cock and nibbled on the skin surrounding my testicles. This ministration made it slowly grow harder and soon it stood straight up from my stomach.
"Aha," Britt giggled, "this one I recognize! You were in disguise! Weren't you, you rascal. Where have you been hiding for so long? I really missed you, you know. I think I have to kiss him welcome."
She lowered her lips around my roused member and sucked in the mushroom into her mouth. I groaned and gripped her head with my fingers tussled in her hair. She immediately stopped, withdrew and looked up at me.
"Don't you dare waste anything now, honey. You now where I want it."
"Don't you worry your little head, darling, this is guy's stuff and I know where to put it. You just keep doing what you were and let me take care of the rest."
She smiled a big smile and returned to her cock-sucking. This was one of the good things that had come out of our little encounter with Rolf a couple of years ago. She didn't hesitate to go down on me. It was as if her sexual inhibitions were obliterated and she was more than willing to try out anything I suggested. She even did take the initiative to lovemaking if she thought it had been too long since last. She didn't become aggressive however. She most often left it to me to start things, but she enjoyed, almost seemed to crave, a regular sex-life. And if it was too long she didn't mind getting a quickie in daring places or circumstances, like now.
She smiled and went back to work. I cupped my hands around her head and caressed what I could reach. When I at one time was caressing her ears I saw Rolf coming down the hall. Shit he was quick! So was I. Again I wanted to see him fuck my wife! I didn't make a conscious decision I just winked at him and pointed down at my wife's raised ass, inviting him to stick it to her from behind!
He got rid of his clothes in a flash and sneaked up on Britt from behind. His cock wagged while he took the few steps from the doorway to the bed. I hardly noticed any shifting in the bed when he knelt down between my slightly spread legs. Aimed his cock at my wife's, by now I was sure, a little gaping cunt, and pushed forward. Britt's eyes flew open. She stared up at me. More surprised than panicked. She hadn't let go of my cock. It was still deep in her mouth but the sucking stopped. I nodded reassuringly at her. Then she let go of my cock.
"No," she moaned. "Oh no. Not again. Oh darling, not again!"
I took her head in my hands and steered her back down on my aching cock and she returned to her previous engagement and wetted my cock with her saliva. Squelching sounds emanated not only from her slurping on my mouth but also from Rolf's thrusting in her cunt. How wet it must be! She let go of my cock and moved a little bit further up on my body, still on her elbows and knees.
"Oh, darling, I'm opening up for him! He's going to..." she gasped. "Oh, darling I'm going to... CUM!"
She let her head drop down on my chest. Sobbing, laughing, humming she went though her orgasm. I could feel her counter-moves get stronger as she shoved her pussy up to meet Rolf's penetrating moves. She growled and bit my skin rather hard this made my own arousal calm down a bit. I paid more attention to Rolf's horny grin and Britt's shivering buttocks. Saw her ass-cheeks cramp as she ground her ass back towards Rolf. Rolf drew back away from her so his cock could penetrate her even further in. Up, up to her fertile womb! Again! Once again I would have to live through the agony. Would he impregnate her? Was his sperm potent enough this time?
With a bellow from Rolf and a mewing sound from Britt they both reached their climaxes together. Rolf fell back and sat behind Brit, between my spread legs and Britt slumped forwards over my body. She crawled up a little so her pussy was direct above my aching cock. She raised her hips a fraction, caught my cockhead with the drooling opening of her pussy and with one swift push she swallowed my engorged cock in her sloppy cunt. It was heaven! My wife's usually tight pussy barely cupped my cock, if it hadn't been for the tightness of the entrance I could as well have fucked a glass of water.
"Oh, yes! Push it in! Push it in me! Deep in! Fuck my wet cunt!" she growled and started a frantic dance along my cock.
"Oh, my darling I love the feeling of your pussy around my cock," I whispered in her hair.
I could feel her giggle.
"Do you really feel it?" she murmured.
"No. But is heaven! It's so wet. So sloppy. So hot! And I love you."
My words had just been uttered when she had another orgasm. I could feel her cunt get even wetter. Even sloppier. Wider and deeper. And open. Wide open. Ready to take my and Rolf's sperm way up in her uterus. To fertilize the waiting egg. I couldn't take any more. With a harsh grunt I shot my sperm up my wife's used love-tunnel. It felt as if it was a bucket full of potent sperm. Washing her inner walls and pushing Rolf's sperm in front of this wave of babymakers I emitted. Our orgasms hadn't more than sedated when I could feel Rolf grip Britt's hips and raise her up on her knees again. I saw how her eyes opened wide in surprise.
"Oh," Britt gasped when he shoved his prick into her without further ado.
I watched my wife's face, distorted with lust for a short while, then I came to think of something. I hadn't seen my wife's cunt getting fucked yet and this was the fourth time she felt another man's cock in her pussy. I crawled out from under her, turned around in the bed and crawled in under my wife's gyrating hips. Just above me were their united genitals. Rolf's cock pistoning out and in of my wife's wet and swollen pussy. I feasted on the sight for a long time and then I wondered how Britt would taste now, just fucked and fucking.
I stretched my head up to where I could see the shining clit protrude and closed my lips around it. At this sensation Britt screamed in lust. I flicked on it with my tongue and Britt screamed even higher. I wanted to put my tongue as far in as I could but Rolf's testicles were in the way, so I had to take a grip on them and push them out of the way. When he felt my hand on the scrotum he grunted and stayed still with his cock buried in my wife's pussy. Maybe he thought that I had turned gay or bisexual all of a sudden, then he understood what I was trying to do and resumed his pistoning movements.
My tongue wormed into my wife's fucking cunt and tasted for the first time in my life the mixture of sperm and pussy-juice. It tasted salty, no that was something I had read somewhere. Actually it was tasteless. It did however smell, not a little but a lot of sex! And another thing. It was slimy! This slime coated my chin, my nose, my tongue and the inside of my mouth. But I didn't care. It was hot! It made my cock twitch and wake up again. It was an aphrodisiac!
I wasn't aware of the effect my hand holding Rolf's testicles back had on him, later, much later he told me that it heightened the feelings in him and made him shoot his load into my wife much sooner than he would have expected after the previous orgasm. He moaned and twitched and shook while his sperm cascaded into my wife for the second time.
"Here take it! I'm cuming! Again! Take it!"
"Yes! Yes! Give it to me! I'll take it all! Give me, give me more!" Britt chanted at the same time.
Rolf's prick worked like a pump-handle and drew out a steady flow of sperm and pussy-juices from my wife's pussy and I swallowed some of it before I became aware of what was happening. It wasn't anything for me. There was too much of it and I just let my head fall down on the mattress and I just looked up on their genitals for a while. I crawled out and sat by Btitt's head and she looked at me.
"Oh my god not one more!" she moaned when she saw my hard-on. "I don't know if I can take it just now. I'm totally fucked out."
I didn't pay any attention to her protest but turned her over on her back and shoved my cock in her pussy in one swift thrust. It sank in to the hilt without any hindrance and I started to pound it out and in of my wife's well-used pussy. She moaned and groaned and had an almost hysteric fit when she started to cum.
"Oh my god, I'm cumming all the time! All the time! Feel me! Feel how I swallow your cock! Oh yes! Fuck me! Fuck me! I'm cumming!"
It was to much for me to stand and I came in such a ferocious climax that I almost passed out. I could feel my heart pound and I was panting for air. Never had I had such a climax! I fell down on her and just tried to calm down. She stroked my hair and back in slow, tired movements. I could feel her heart beat fast and hard and while I regained my strength so did she. Her heartbeat became normal and so did mine.
"You're heavy," she whispered and pushed me of her. "I need a shower. I don't know why I bothered before. I have to do it all over again."
"All of it!" Rolf asked with a big smile.
"Oh no! Oh no you don't! I couldn't take any more," she giggled and fled the room to the bathroom.
Rolf and I sat and made smalltalk, nothing was said about what just had expired and I was grateful to him for that. I had just started to worry. Britt being fertile and everything. I had to admit to myself that I wouldn't have wanted to miss it if I had the chance to choose. It was too hot. And I knew I would like to do it again.
The next day while Rolf and I sat in the living-room waiting for our respective wife's to return home and sipping a beer he turned to me.
"Lars," he started and fell silent again.
"Yes!"
"well, do you... Would you, I mean, can I ask you something."
"Sure."
"Well it's sort of personal, so..."
"No its alright, ask."
"Well about last night," he fell silent again.
"Yes," I encouraged him.
"Well. I... Well I remembered the first time. You are sure you don't mind me bringing this up?"
"No, no. It's perfectly al right. After all you were involved and I do understand if you wonder about..." I too fell silent.
"Well, I kind of remember that the first time Britt had some objections and I thought that it had to do with inexperience and didn't think about it. And then last night. Well she seemed to object again. I would have imagined that she knew what was going to happen..."
"Oh, that," I said thinking about what to say and decided it would be best to tell him the truth, so I did.
Afterwards he sat silent for a long time.
"Woaw," he muttered at last. "That's hot, man. Reel hot! I wonder..."
Just then we heard a car in our garage entrance and we stood and went to the door just in time to help Britt with Olof and all the stuff that always seemed to be necessary to bring with a child. Nothing more was said about our encounter last night and the subject didn't come up again for several months.
In spite of Britt's wishes not being pregnant during the summer months that was just what she was. Our second child was born in September, a girl whom we named Ingrid. With one boy and one girl Britt and I decided that our ****** was big enough and Britt went back on the pill. We didn't repeat our night of lust. Not with Rolf and not with any other man either. We settled down and seldom mentioned our adventures.
