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Breeding Barbara Sadler

A quick one I did in response to a specific request. In this one, Barbara is desperate for a baby. When the [somewhat unorthodox!] methods in a clinic fail, Barbara's nurse offers an alternative.

OK, there's a clichΓ©d racial stereotype involved, but I did manage to convince the person who requested the piece that we could steer away from any wimpy, cuckold husband/boyfriend – hence Barbara is single.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy the piece. I'm going to submit it via Fetish as opposed to Loving Wives (eek!) or Interracial; I think the main theme of 'breeding' might be more appropriate, and better received, that way. As ever, there will very probably be errors and typos in the piece – I can never seem to iron all the glitches out since I self-edit and am invariably 'blind' to my own fuck-ups. If you do spot any glitches please let me know so I can amend the original.

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I hope you enjoy the piece.

GA – Langkawi, Malaysia – 22nd of December 2012.


Barbara Sadler knew immediately that the planting had been a waste of time. The donor had barely even looked at her. Not that she expected murmurs of endearment or an intense, smouldering gaze professing eternal love, but since he'd put his dick inside her and ejaculated he could have at least smiled.

The mechanics may have been performed correctly but Barbara knew even as the man withdrew his oozing penis that nothing would come of it.

The nurse, pretty, flame-haired Genevieve, present throughout the ordeal, cast a look of empathy towards Barbara after the donor had silently dressed and, still avoiding eye contact, left the room. "What a wanker," she said, rolling her eyes.

That remark cleared the leaden atmosphere like a thunderstorm during a heavy summer heat wave and Barbara snorted a laugh. "Literally, Geni," she replied. "I thought he'd never stop pulling himself. It was like he didn't want to put it in."

"It sure took him a long time to ... get there," Geni replied. She shrugged. "I've never seen him before. Maybe he's new and a bit nervous."

"He seemed OK at the counselling session during the selection interview. But of course I'm not allowed to ask about his personal life, I don't even know his name, as you know the interview is meant to break the ice so-to-speak, before the actual appointment. But don't the donors all get mentored?" Barbara asked. "To prepare them for what they're expected to do? For when they perform?"

Geni shrugged again and handed Barbara her clothes. "There's only so far mentoring can go," she responded, automatically defending the clinic's reputation. "It's up to the donors themselves on the day." Tilting her head to one side, Geni paused in the task of stripping down the bed. "And the process – the planting – is so intimate, I suppose some blokes don't handle it too well. I reckon it must be difficult," she added, "to just walk into a cubicle, get hard and excited enough to ejaculate and then at the final second stick your penis into a virtual stranger's body. Cold and impersonal. Give me raw passion any day." Then, Geni, realising her remark could be misconstrued and that Barbara might find it a criticism of her choice to conceive by the clinic's methods, she added, "I'm sorry, Barbara, that sounded a bit flip."

"No, I understand what you mean, Geni. And I suppose you're right." Barbara sighed as she slid her underwear up her legs. "But from where I'm standing it looks to me as though he's got the easy part. All he's got to do is come inside me. For God's sake, I'm the one who has to carry all the emotional baggage. I just want a baby. If this doesn't work I don't know what I'll do. It might be time to accept that it probably won't ever happen for me."

While Barbara finished dressing, Geni considered the woman's plight. She liked Barbara, liked her a lot. And the woman had been through it, all the stages: the counselling and all the probing questions, the failed attempts at insemination using the good old 'turkey baster' method. Then, when that hadn't been successful after half-a-dozen tries Barbara had finally opted for the planting, a highly invasive, extremely personal process that involved the donor manually manipulating his penis – masturbating basically – until ejaculation was imminent. When the donor was close to the point of no return, with the recipient wide-legged and accommodating, the donor penetrated her in the natural fashion and let loose inside her. A tricky process since any movement after penetration was frowned upon. It couldn't be allowed for the donor to engender any friction during the brief, impersonal coupling lest it be seen as an attempt at intercourse proper. It was one of Geni's responsibilities to ensure that the recipient was happy with the process and that the donor hadn't been too enthusiastic.

"Hey," Geni said kindly as she rubbed a hand along Barbara's arm. "It'll happen for you."

Tears glistened in Barbara's eyes. She shook her head, sniffing and then cuffing a sleeve across her face. "I don't think it's worked this time," she mumbled. "It just didn't feel right. Oh, Geni, it's all getting too much. I'm thirty-eight now, how much time do I have? And the cost ... I can't afford this anymore."

"If it hasn't worked," Geni said, quickly reaching a decision. She grabbed Barbara's upper arm. "I want you to ring me. I'll give you my mobile number."

"Why?" Barbara asked. "I don't understand."

"I ... I know someone," the girl replied. "And I want to help you, Barbara. But you've got to understand that I could lose my job over this. If anyone found out ..."

Barbara wiped her eyes again. She looked at Geni for a long, drawn out moment. "Who?" she asked, voice quavering, "who is it?"

"His name's Samson," Geni replied. She shook her head. "But I don't want to go into all that right now. Let's just say that he's never missed yet. I don't offer him up to just anyone, Barbara, and like I said I could get the sack for doing it, but Samson has done this seven times so far and never missed. He's one hundred percent."

Who?" Barbara asked, Biblical images of long-haired strong men and toppling pillars springing to mind. "Samson?"

"Samson," Geni replied. "He's ..." A sly expression flickered across Geni's pretty face. "... No, we can't talk about it now. There's another appointment due in a minute and I've got to work. But if today's planting fails, phone me." Geni scribbled a number into Barbara's address book.

"Samson," Barbara murmured to herself. Her stomach flipped with the possibility that if this planting didn't take, then she had another chance.

Geni nodded with and oddly lascivious grin and a wink. "And he never misses."

***

Barbara saw Geni sitting at a table tucked away in a corner of the long bar of the Three Feathers pub. She waved to the nurse and then, when she looked directly at the man sitting opposite the pretty redhead, Barbara felt a visceral pull between her legs. The man was absolutely gorgeous: high, chiselled cheekbones, twinkling eyes full of charm and mischief, long dreadlocks swinging when he laughed at something Geni had said.

Oh God ... Was that ...? Could it be ...? Was the beautiful black man Samson? Barbara's insides clenched with yearning again.

"Hello," Geni mouthed, waving and smiling across the room.

Barbara waved back, eyes still locked on the man – Please, please, please let him be Samson..

Barbara walked quickly through the bar. "Hi, Geni," she said, giving the nurse a cursory glance. "Is this Samson?"

Geni smirked at the black man and arched an eyebrow. "Yep," she confirmed, "one and the same."

"You're beautiful," Barbara heard herself say. The words were out of her mouth before she realised. "Oh my God!" she blurted, her cheeks burning, appalled at the faux-pas.

The man stood up, grinning. "Thanks," he responded, dreads swishing as he nodded. "I've been called a few things in my time, but I don't hear beautiful mentioned too often."

"I'm so sorry," Barbara said into her hands as she covered her mortification. "I don't know why that came out."

"Because it's true." Geni interjected. "He is beautiful."

Samson grinned, showing even white teeth. "And your biased," he responded.

In reply, Geni quipped, "And she hasn't seen you naked yet either." The redhead then fixed Barbara with a knowing look.

Barbara's cheeks burned hotter as the warmth between her legs ballooned. She felt her insides oiling. Confused by her body's reaction to the good-looking man, Barbara gabbled, "I ... I'm sorry." She looked around, bewildered. "I should get a drink."

"Hey," Samson said as he uncurled his lean body and stood, "I'll get it for you. What would you like?"

"Oh, OK ... thanks. I'll have a vodka and lime, please."

"No problem," Samson drawled and sauntered towards the busy bar.

"Don't let the accent fool you," Geni said as she boosted along the leatherette bench to give Barbara room to sit. "He's more Kingston-upon-Thames than Kinston, Jamaica." She paused, eying Barbara. "What do you think?" she asked.

Barbara's cheeks reignited. She looked across the room towards Samson while he waited to be served at the bar. "He's nice and tall. He's got a great bum. Nice teeth, I saw."

Geni smirked and nudged Barbara's arm with an elbow. "And you fancy him rotten, eh? I saw your face when you clocked him."

"I suppose I do," Barbara replied. She squirmed against the seat at the insistent pulse between her legs. She could feel her desire sliding out of her opening and flooding her underwear. Barbara wriggled again and wondered if Geni could smell her arousal. "He's got a way about him that's very attractive," she said vaguely.

"He's got a cock a foot long and balls brimming with semen," the redhead whispered lewdly. "And if you want him, he's yours. I told you he's done this seven times before, and each time he's planted a baby."

Barbara's entire body tensed at Geni's vulgar remark. She immediately pictured Samson naked, saw the man clearly in her mind's eye as he stroked a long black cock and smiled at her. Her libido shifted into turbo mode as her pussy clenched and her clitoris started up with its own deep rhythmic lub-lub. Barbara imagined Samson easing his cock into her body to flood her with the magic goo that would impregnate her, which caused an almost overwhelming urge to touch herself to flood across her senses in response.

Barbara gasped and stared into Geni's feline stare. "Oh my God," she croaked, throat suddenly dry. "That's so ... so graphic, Geni. You're much more professional at work."

"I'm off duty; I can say what I like." Geni sipped her drink and then revealed, "I've been teasing him all day." She saw Samson hand money to the barmaid. "I've had him right on the brink of coming so many times," she added as Samson pocketed his change and picked Barbara's drink up from the bar. "You can have him, Barbara," the redhead offered. "If you want him. But there's just one condition ..."

"Here you go," Samson said before Barbara could enquire about Geni's caveat. "Now," he added, rubbing his hands before sitting down and reaching for his Guinness. "What would you like to know, Barbara? Geni's told me all about you ..." he paused and sipped at his pint, eyes roving over Barbara's face and body. "... Ah, that's good," Samson said appreciatively to the glass of dark porter. "She's told me all about you," he continued, "but you must have some questions."

Clearing her throat and glancing at Geni, Barbara thanked the man for her drink. She gulped half down in two swallows, and then, after placing the glass on the table, turned to look at Samson. "Why do you do it?" she asked. "What do you get out of it?"

Samson glanced at Geni. "What's she told you?"

"Not too much," Barbara replied. "Only that you've done this seven times before. Each time has been a ... a ... success I suppose I'd call it." Giving Geni a quick glance of her own, Barbara then returned her attention to Samson's face, adding, "She also told me you're ... uhm ... particularly well-endowed and that she's been teasing you all day."

Samson grinned and sipped Guinness. He regarded Barbara over the rim of the glass, eyes twinkling with amusement.

The dreadlocks twirled when Samson nodded vigorously. "I'm black, I'm supposed to have a big cock." He winked at Geni across Barbara's shoulder. "And she's right about teasing me all day. Man I thought I was gonna explode."

The thought of Samson's penis spitting jizm caused a shiver of desire ripple through Barbara's body, the epicentre at her core as her pussy sluiced yet more desire into her already sodden knickers.

Samson continued. "We've done this seven times before, with a few couples, you're the first single lady. Twice it was with lesbian couples, but they ain't too much fun. They weren't really into me." Samson grinned and shrugged with self-deprecating nonchalance. "Two couples turned our offer down because of the race thing, but all seven who went for it were bang on the money. I bred them all." Samson sipped his pint again before continuing. "Me and Geni have been involved in a lot of stuff (alotta stuff) where white women want a black man. She's pretty cool like that."

"I don't understand," Barbara replied. What exactly are you to each other? I thought you were just a friend, someone Geni knew. That's the impression I got. What do you mean 'a lot of stuff'?"

"He's my husband," Geni interjected. "And I love watching him fuck other women."

"And what I get out of it is some great sex," Samson added as Barbara's mouth fell open. He pointed a dark finger at Barbara. "You get your baby, while I ..." Samson paused and surveyed Barbara's body with such candid appreciation that she blushed, "... get to fuck some hot-ass white lady." He nodded appreciatively and sucked his teeth. Barbara felt the weight of Samson's intense stare on her breasts. "And you're a tasty girl. Ripe and sexy, just the way I like them." He glanced at a smirking Geni. "I gotta admit, my cute wife has great taste." The man leaned back in his chair, his gaze challenging as he stared into Barbara's eyes.

"I thought this was going to be like at the clinic," Barbara said as the shock faded. Her hands and legs trembled at the prospect of actually fucking, or being fucked by this superb physical example of a man. She looked around the bar before miming a jerking motion with her fist. "You know, I thought you'd get it ready, put it in, and then come."

"Oh no, Barbara," Geni said. "That's sort of the condition I mentioned. "We're basically going to have a threesome. We're going to fuck. All of us. I fancy you. The deal is, I watch my husband fucking you, you watch him fuck me, and he watches me and you loving each other up as well." The redhead's eyes rolled, expression dreamy while she relived previous encounters. "It'll be so hot, Barbara. I love it. I really fucking love watching women come on Samson's big cock. Seeing their faces when they come makes me so fucking horny, Barbara. Sometimes I can see how jealous they are knowing that they can only fuck him because I let them. It's like a power thing. They can have him for one night, but I can climb onto his cock whenever I like." Geni shrugged and tilted her head, her expression questioning. "But of course, as well as having some dirty fun, my husband bathes your cervix with spunk and knocks you up. Did I mention he can come two or three times on the bounce, Barbara? I guarantee, by tomorrow morning, you'll be walking knock-kneed and up the duff. My husband's sperm will fertilise your egg.

"So, what do you say, Barbara? Do you mind if I touch you and kiss you? Would you like me to lick your pussy? And maybe, if you're up for it, you could lick mine too? And in-between or whatever, I get to watch your face as you orgasm on Samson's dick. You never know, watching him fuck me might turn you on too, Barbara.

"It's up to you. The offer's there. What do you say?"

Barbara reached for her glass. She looked at Samson first and then swallowed the rest of the vodka in one go. She turned her attention to Geni. "What are we waiting for?"

***

Barbara watched, fascinated, when back at Geni and Samsons's flat, the man peeled his tee-shirt over his head. Her sex tightened and sluiced when she saw the ribbed muscles of his abdomen and the plated muscles in Samson's chest.

"Oh God, Geni," she gasped. "He's so perfect."

Geni chuckled and reached for Barbara's hand as they sat side-by-side on the sofa. "Why do you think I married him, Barbara?"

"Don't you get jealous?" Barbara asked. "I mean, women must be after him all the time. What if someone tried to steal him off you?"

"They've tried," Geni replied in a voice laced with venom. "But he loves me. That's why we married, Barbara. For love. The other stuff is just sex, purely physical. I'm in his head, Barbara, and he's in mine."

"That's beautiful," Barbara murmured, meaning it. "Thank you for sharing him with me. Thank you for letting him give me a baby."

Geni swivelled her torso to bring her face-to-face with the older woman. "You're welcome," she breathed. "Now, how about you kiss me?"

After a moment's hesitation, Barbara leaned towards Geni and offered her mouth. Geni's hand cupped one of Barbara's breasts through her blouse while her tongue slid between her lips.

"That was so soft," Barbara said in wonder when the tender kiss broke. "You're a wonderful kisser, Geni."

"Let's share my husband's cock," Geni replied. "We can both suck him and kiss when we meet at the tip. Does that sound good, Barbara?"

"I've ... I've never done anything remotely kinky like that before," the woman gasped. "But hearing about it has turned me on so much. I ... I ..." Barbara stammered as her desire overwhelmed her natural inhibitions. "Oh, Geni," Barbara groaned. "I want to touch myself. Between my legs. I'm so hot."

"Then do it, baby," Geni whispered before kissing Barbara again. "Play with your pussy." She cast a look at Samson who, bare-chested but still wearing faded jeans watched the proceedings with avid interest. "We want to see you play with yourself. Samson," Geni directed. "Take your jeans off. Show Barbara what she's going to get soon. Show her your beautiful big cock."

"Oh. My. God," Barbara gasped when Samson unbuttoned his jeans and slid them to mid-thigh.

The man smiled at her, posing with his length jerking as if scenting the air with its blunt snout. Samson took hold of his girth, hefting the length of his penis in his palm to demonstrate its weight to a wide-eyed Barbara. "You like this?" he asked slowly stroking a fist along himself, his eyes fixed on the woman's expression.

Barbara nodded eagerly. "I like it a lot, Samson." She turned to Geni, who was by then sliding her short denim skirt down her legs. "This is so much better than the clinic," she said. "None of the other donors have been so gorgeous. I can't believe how ... sexy your husband is."

"Show us how turned on you are, Barbara," Geni urged in a low voice, her eyes gleaming. "Why don't we all get naked and I'll lick your pussy to get started?"

Barbara unbuttoned her blouse and slipped it off her shoulders. She'd been naked in front of the nurse on several occasions and had no qualms about revealing her body to the woman again. Despite there being over a decade difference in their ages, Barbara, confident that she could hold her own physically, thanks to a healthy diet and a lot of physical exercise, unclasped her bra and freed her sizeable breasts. Then, breasts swinging as she moved, she unzipped her skirt and let it slide down her legs to pool at her feet.

"Yeah," Samson muttered when Barbara eased her knickers, which weren't much more than a sodden scrap by this time, off to join her skirt bunched on the carpet. "Sexy lady," he grinned. "My hot wife and her sexy friend." His dreads swung when he nodded and added, "This is gonna be a great evening. I can tell we're gonna get on great, Barbara."
Barbara sat in an armchair and squeezed one tender breast before she opened her legs and fingered her tight clitoris as. Groaning with pleasure she watched the lean muscles bunch in Samson's thighs as he walked towards his wife. "Kiss her," Barbara gasped as Geni, her fingers closing around Samson's cock, opened her mouth to take her husband's tongue for a long, deep kiss. "That's so good, watching you two kissing."

"Your turn," Geni said after breaking away from Samson's tight embrace. She released her grip on his girth. "Kiss my husband and touch his cock. Then I'm going to lick your cunt until you come for me."

Barbara stood and watched Samson move towards her. Her heart thumped in her ribcage and her limbs trembled as, like some kind of sacrifice to this black god, she waited for him to approach and then devour her. She moaned when her fingers closed around his thickness and his tongue pushed into her mouth. As the kiss lengthened Barbara began to slide her fist along the awe-inspiring length of pliable gristle. She groaned again when Samson's fingers closed over both her breasts, her hips thrusting forwards as she offered herself to the man.

"She's so wet!" Geni cried after she joined the couple and slipped a hand between Barbara's trembling thighs. "You're fucking hot for his black cock, aren't you?"

Barbara pulled away from Samson's lips. She stared with glazed-eyed lust into the redhead's face and mumbled, "I'm hot for both of you. I ... I want you to lick me, Geni. I'm on fire down there. Kiss my pussy. Stop it burning."

Geni grabbed Barbara's wrist and almost yanked her across the room. She pushed the woman back into the sofa and, as Barbara collapsed in an ungainly tangle of legs, impatiently dropped to her knees and forced the other woman's legs apart.

Samson stood by and watched while his pretty wife splayed Barbara's meaty labia and, after a lewd comment about how tasty Barbara's pussy looked, Geni leaned in and slid her tongue over the older woman's clitoris. He slid two hands up and down his length, careful not to get too excited, he had to hold onto his load so Barbara could enjoy the benefit later, but bringing himself close to the edge while he watched and listened to the scene unfolding in front of him.

Geni had amazed him the first time they'd met. Totally unimpressed by his Rasta-man affectations she'd matched his voracious sexual appetite and taken all he'd had to offer. And then demanded more. Nothing fazed her, she was as kinky as he'd ever known a woman to be. When they got together as a serious couple, Samson, to his delight and astonishment, realised he'd found a match for himself when Geni herself had suggested threesomes with a some of her jaded female friends.

He understood the redhead's desire to watch him fucking other women, it was the power game. Geni loved to flaunt her trophy husband at other women. It made her feel good to know that he would never leave her for any of the others. She was right when she said that women had tried to take him off her, but he'd never succumb – Why would he leave her when together he and Geni enjoyed themselves so much?

Fathering children to other women was no big deal to him. He knew the results of the occasional couplings would be cherished and nurtured. He loved it when his wife came home from the clinic and told him she'd found another candidate for breeding, always feeling that frisson of excitement as he wondered what the woman would look like, anticipating the moment he saw her for the first time. Geni had great taste and never let him down, and Barbara, as he'd said truthfully in the pub, was just the kind he liked.

Samson looked at Barbara as she writhed and groaned, eyes closed while she chewed her bottom lip. He studied her rolling breasts and pale, saucer-sized areola as he slowly stroked his tumescence. Pretty soon he'd be sucking those tits as he fed his cock into the woman's body, listening to her gasp as her spongy softness opened for his probing length. When he came, eventually, he'd thrust deep and unload such a deluge of breeding sperm to flood her womb that her cunt would overflow with the stuff. And in all probability, as horny as he felt from Geni's relentless, day-long teasing, he'd fire two or possibly three loads of the baby-goo into Barbara before the party was over.

He wondered if, at the end of it all, he'd have enough jizm left over to squirt over Geni's pretty face. That was just another thing he loved about his wife, she looked so damned sexy plastered with spunk.

"Oh!" Barbara cried, her thighs juddering. "I'm coming ..."

The woman's shout brought Samson back from his reminiscing over Geni's sexual proclivities. He moved to the settee and climbed aboard, crouching close to Barbara, cock in his fist as he growled at the woman to open her eyes and to suck his dick.

"Me too," Geni squealed as she rose to her feet. "I want to taste your cock on her tongue when I kiss her," she added. "Come on, Barbara, suck my husband's cock. Share the big fucking thing with me."

Barbara licked the dark purple dome of the cock-head while Geni leaned in and ran her tongue along the shaft. They kissed when their tongues slid over one another at Samson's tip. Finally, to get their attention, the black man took hold of his penis and slapped the women's cheeks with it.

"Suck it, bitches," he grunted, but soon capitulated when, after only a minute or two of their avid attention he groaned out a warning. "Unless you wanna waste a load you'd better stop what you're doing, ladies."

"Poor baby," Geni teased, her cheek smeared with pre-cum that had splashed across her face when Samson slapped her with his cock. "Are we too much for you to handle?" She grinned and looked at Barbara. "Why don't you swap places with me, Barbara. I'd kinda like it if you'd kiss my pussy. If you want to, that is. We'll let Samson cool down. What do you reckon? You up for giving me a little head?"

Barbara's fingers squelched through her vulva and she nodded eagerly. "Yes, Geni," she said, wincing at the pulses of pleasure radiating outwards from her clit. "I want to taste you."

With Geni reclining in the sofa, legs wide, Barbara knelt between her feet and opened the girl with her fingers. "You're lovely," Barbara murmured. "Look at those little petals." She fingered Geni's labia for a moment, savouring the sensation of smooth, slippery flesh before she probed a fingertip into the opening.

Geni hissed and squirmed against Barbara's finger. "Push two fingers inside me. Curl them inside and rub me hard. Please, Barbara, I'm so fucking turned on. Finger me and lick my clit." Geni reached a hand towards her husband. "Kiss me, Samson," she groaned when Barbara's tongue slid across her clitoris. "Come to me, baby. Kiss me."

Samson kissed his wife, his tongue swirling with hers as Geni panted and groaned. With lust boiling inside him, Samson broke from Geni's kiss and reached for Barbara's hair. When Barbara saw the desire in Samson's eyes she rose and leaned towards him while he held her hair in his fist and pulled her closer.

Barbara rubbed a hand between her legs, fingers swirling around her gooey sex as Samson roughly grabbed her breasts and, squeezing the mounds together, sucked at each nipple.

When Samson broke away, Barbara, one hand still jammed between her thighs, turned her attention back to Geni.

"Suck my clit," Geni grunted, holding herself open for Barbara's tongue. "Finger my cunt. Please, Barbara, I'm fucking desperate to come. Lick me, finger me ... Do it all." The redhead then stared up at her husband, her face twisted with urgent desire for release. "Put that big cock inside me, Samson," she groaned. "Fuck me with it. She can have hers later. Please, baby ... fuck me." Then, before Samson could move, Geni's body tensed and her back arched. The redhead let out a single bestial bellow before her limbs began to thrash wildly. "I'm fucking coming," she grunted through gritted teeth, jaw clenched and eyes screwed shut. "Your fingers," she gasped to Barbara. "Keep rubbing me inside. That's the perfect spot." Suddenly, Geni's eyes snapped open. "Oh fuck!" she cried, grabbing Barbara's wrist. "I think I'm going to piss myself ..."

Barbara used two fingers against Geni's insides. She felt the redhead's pussy physically bulge outwards a second before something hot and viscous squirted against her palm. "That's it!" Barbara cried, delighted. "You're squirting come, Geni. It's pouring out of you."

Geni's thighs shivered as she groaned and writhed, her pussy squelching and squirting more goo over Barbara's wrist.

"Oh God ... Oh fuck ... I ... That was so ..." Geni babbled, staring at Barbara's face while her ardour cooled.

Barbara ran her tongue through Geni's vulva, splitting the sodden labia and licking her way over the redhead's taut stomach. She sucked each of the girl's nipples, tenderly cupping the apple-sized breasts in her hands before she kissed Geni's mouth.

"Can I have your husband's cock now, Geni?" Barbara whispered when the kiss broke. "I want his sperm, darling. Is it time?"

"Are you going to give her the good news?" Geni asked her husband, panting as she struggled for breath.

"Sure," Samson replied. He stroked his length and turned his face to Barbara's. 'You want this now, baby?"

"Yes please," Barbara responded. "I want to feel you inside me. I want to feel your cock throb when you pour your seed into me. Come on, Samson. Let's make a baby."

"Take her to our bed, Samson. It'll be more comfortable there." Geni rose and looked back over one shoulder as she padded barefoot towards the bedroom. "Come here, Barbara," she beckoned.

Samson climbed onto the bed and settled between Barbara's legs. Geni knelt to one side, her hands running over Barbara's breasts, stroking and massaging the woman's body while her husband held his cock in his fist.

"You ready for this?" Samson asked. He rubbed the head of his cock through Barbara's vulva, sliding the tip over her clitoris and making her gasp with pleasure. "Are you sure you want me to put this thing inside you, Barbara?" he murmured, dreads hanging in a dense curtain over his face as he looked down. Samson held himself upright on one straight arm, the other hand around his cock. "If I put this inside you and it spits the hot stuff, you know you'll be knocked up for sure. You want it, Barbara? Is that what you want? You sure you want me to put this baby-maker in your pussy?"

"I'm sure," Barbara gasped. She reached for the man, her fingers clasping in her desperation for him to slide into her body. "Put it in. Fuck me. Fill me with your lovely cock and then fill me with semen."

Samson shrugged. "OK," he said. "You asked for it."

Barbara squealed when she felt the first few inches of Samson's long black cock penetrate her. "Don't tease me. Put it in. All of it, you beautiful bastard, put all of it inside me. Fuck me ..."

Then the woman let out a long, low, curdling groan when Samson slowly eased his whole length into her body.

"He's there," Geni muttered. "He's inside you, Barbara. All of him. I can see you stretched around his cock. It's so lovely to see my husband's thick dick in your cunt."

"I can feel him," Barbara gasped. I've never been so full of a man before. He's deep, so deep ..."

Samson began to move, easing himself out of Barbara's body until just the cock-head remained inside her. When he slid back in the woman groaned again, eyes rolling in their orbits until only the whites were visible.

"I'm gonna fuck your white woman's pussy with my black dick," the man mumbled. "Feel that? That's a man's cock. Can you feel my balls slapping your ass? Well those balls are full of the nasty stuff that's gonna put a baby inside you. I'm gonna breed you with my cock and my come." Samson groaned and winced, his own lewd litany arousing him to boiling point.

"You're going to dump it inside her soon, aren't you, Samson?" Geni asked. "Go on, baby," she urged as her voice broke and she fingered herself closer to another climax.

"I'm gonna ..." Samson grunted, his hips thrusting as he slammed deeper and harder into Barbara's accommodating body.

"Do it," Barbara wailed. "Please, just let it go. Fill me with it."

"Come, Samson," Geni urged. "Squirt it all into her. She wants your seed, darling. Give her the hot stuff."

Samson's buttocks clenched as, groaning and sighing, he felt the rush of his orgasm surge through his cock.

"I'm coming," Geni gasped while her husband thrust deeper into Barbara with each spurt that jetted out of him.

"He's doing it!" Barbara cried when she felt Samson's weight collapse on top of her and his cock pulsed. "I can feel him pouring into me. Oh, I can feel him coming."

"That's too much," Geni gasped as she clung to her husband's shoulder for support. "Watching you two together is so fucking good. I'm coming and coming."

Geni adored watching her husband's face as he grunted and moaned and squirted his seed into Barbara's body. There was just something so visceral, so elemental about seeing him writhing in ecstasy while he came, filling the other woman with semen. In her mind she could see the stuff pumping from Samson directly into Barbara's womb he was so deep. She imagined she could actually witness the moment of conception as the woman's eyes widened and her mouth dropped open, her insides flooded with Samson's outpouring.

Finally, with a long, juddering moan, Samson withdrew his glistening cock from Barbara's overflowing pussy. He rolled off Barbara, gasping and struggling for breath before rising to his feet and staggering towards the kitchen.

Barbara reached down between her legs and felt her marshy sex with her fingers. Her labia were pasted with her own lust and Samson's outpouring, her thighs slick with the same.

"Oh my God," Barbara moaned. "That was simply divine, Geni. Your husband's cock touches places I didn't know existed. He went so deep ... I felt so stuffed with meat. And when he let it all go ... Jesus, he's filled me with jizm."

"Watching it was amazing," Geni replied. "You should have seen yourself all stretched tight around his dick. I thought you'd split in two."

"Please let me watch you and him together, Geni?" Barbara asked, the heat between her legs flaring again at the thought of watching the beautiful couple fuck.

"Sure," Geni replied. "You can watch all right. But I'll try to make sure he saves his spunk for you." The redhead paused to catch her breath. Fanning herself with her fingers, Geni added, "My Samson can manage three loads for you, Barbara. He's a breeding machine."

"He's absolutely fantastic. I can understand why women would want to take him from you. Not that I want to do that," Barbara added quickly, "I'm happy enough being single. All I want is his sperm ... and a couple of orgasms to go with it."

Geni chuckled and moved off the bed. "Let's go and find him. He's probably just drinking water to put some fluids back in," she quipped.

Moments later Barbara stood in the kitchen while Geni, fingers clamped against the kitchen counter, with her hips thrust back towards her husband, accommodated Samson's cock from behind. For seven or eight minutes Barbara looked on while the couple fucked standing up. Frequently Geni would turn to face Barbara and demand to be kissed while she writhed and juddered and came, her hips corkscrewing, knees together, the orgasm boiling in her cunt.

Barbara fingered her own slippery sex, rubbing her clit and staring at Geni's stretched and scarlet flesh in disbelief when Samson's girth seemed, on the outstroke, that it would turn the woman's pussy inside out.

"Fuck," she hissed when she first saw Geni's flesh bulging around Samson's dark root. "Look at that. I've never seen anything so fucking sexy in my life. "I'm coming ... Jesus, I'm coming again. I can't stop it. It just goes on and on ..."

"Geni ..." Samson warned.

Geni twisted her torso to look back into her husband's contorted face. She pushed a hand against his muscled chest. "Not inside me," she said as Samson's meat plopped out of her. Geni grabbed Barbara's wrist and pulled the woman into the lounge. "On the settee, quickly!" Geni cried. "Open your legs. He's going to come again. Get your fucking legs open so he can get into you before it's too late."

Samson, his cock in his fist, fingers tight around his own girth to forestall his outward rush, staggered into the room. Seeing Barbara so lewdly arranged, her legs wide and pussy gaping, he lurched to the sofa and quickly aimed his cock head at her opening.

"Here it is," Samson grunted as, while Barbara moaned and fingered her taut clitoris, he squirted a second load of semen into her body. "More baby-goo," he panted. "How do you like being my brood mare, Barbara," the man gasped. "Take my seed, baby. Take all of that stuff."

***

Seven months later Geni pressed the button next to the intercom. She opened the door when she heard the lift ding out in the vestibule.

Barbara and her distended belly emerged from the lift.

"Good to see you, Geni," Barbara smiled.

"You too," Geni replied.

When the door closed behind her, Geni and Barbara kissed. "Where is he?" Barbara asked.

Geni, dressed for sex in a pair of high heels and over-knee socks nodded to the bedroom. "In there," she replied, eyes gleaming.

Barbara grinned and unbuttoned the voluminous maternity dress. Totally uninhibited she flaunted her taut, round stomach and heavy breasts at the smiling redhead. "This pregnancy has made me so horny," she sighed. "Thanks for letting me use your husband's cock."

Geni smirked and rubbed a palm gently across Barbara's abdomen. She squeezed the big, round breasts and kissed Barbara's mouth. "He loves fucking you like this," Geni murmured when the two women parted. "And I love watching the two of you together. I like it so much I think I might come off the pill so my husband can knock me up too."

"I'd like to see that," Barbara replied in a whisper.

"We'd better get started then," Geni responded, reaching for Barbara's hand to lead her to where Samson and his big cock waited.
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