PLANNED IMPREGNATION

 I remember that night vividly. We'd finished a bottle of white wine and I was rather tiddly and the heat and the effect of the alcohol combined to make me light-headed. My husband's sister was sitting naked on the bed. Her long nipples were sticking out as she covered them in bright red lipstick then used a semi permanent gloss to stop it smearing. When she'd finished they were shining and looking like succulent fruit of the forest on top of a mound of ivory jelly. I have to admit that I was shocked by her brazen action
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She saw me looking and giggling said that the man, taking her out, had a fetish for juicy, red nipples and she wanted to please him because she liked him and he was a very influential person besides which she wanted him to impregnate her as she had decided that she wanted a child but not a husband.

I had my underwear on but felt more naked than Fiona. It was rather disconcerting to be faced with a naked woman, who was talking about sex, as she prepared herself for a date on which she obviously expected to be screwed and perhaps impregnated. She was sitting cross legged and I could see the deep pink, puffy sex gleaming through the tangle of auburn pubic hair surrounding it. 

She's only two years older than me and ravishingly beautiful and very sexy. In a way she's the black sheep of the family having refused to get married, staying single and playing the field. She's a highly successful interior designer and lives in the country but she often stays with us, when she has a date in town. On that particular night my husband was away. We'd been shopping then had a very long lunch and when we'd come home she'd opened a bottle of wine.

Fiona was telling me how the male of the specie is so easily trapped and manipulated if a woman uses her wiles properly. She went on to tell me that the man, taking her out that night, was a captain of industry but when she flashed her boobs at him he was just a little boy wanting to be breast fed. She said that he had a very big one and could keep going all night and spurted more semen than any man she knew and he would be a good stud to impregnate her. As she spoke her fingertips lightly stroked up her flat stomach to her milky white boobs as if anticipating them being full of milk. Between her fingers she grasped and pinched the nipples. They hardened and swelled even more. Her hand slid down all the way to her pussy. There was something obscene about the way she was stroking herself, while talking to me about sex and making babies and it made me feel nervous but also sexy.

She always openly talked about sex and had extracted all the details of our marital lovemaking from me and had decided that her brother wasn't doing right by me and it had taken all my power of persuasion to stop her talking to John about it. I've always admired her and felt privileged that she treated me as a friend but I didn’t want her to interfere with my marriage

Suddenly she asked me if I'd ever been with a woman. I could hardly believe that she'd asked me that and I just stared at her in bewilderment as she stood up and walked up to me, with her large white breasts swinging from side to side. The intensely red nipples seemed to glow as if lit from inside. She stood, in front of me, and her sex was level with my eyes so that I could clearly see the pink gash of her vagina and it seemed to be puffier and damper than it had been a few seconds earlier, when she'd sat on the bed. I nearly gasped out loud when I saw the tip of her clitoris poking out like a tiny inquisitive penis. It was so much larger than mine!

Her hands grabbed my head and pulled it forward, before I had time to dodge and I realised what she intended to do and I struggled to evade her grasp but she was stronger than me and easily held my face against her naked body.

I held my breath as she pushed my face between her naked thighs so that I could smell the scent of her musky aroma. I should have been appalled, even horrified, at what she was doing to me but something deep in me weakened my resolve to try to pull away. I was breathing more heavily and my nostrils were filled even more strongly with the heady aroma coming from sex. My lips were pressed against the puffy pubic lips and I needed to take a breath so opened my mouth just as she tugged me forward and, before I could do anything about it, her slippery vaginal folds slipped between my lips and came in contact with the tip of my tongue. 

I heard her moan with passion and she urged me to lick her sex.

I nearly fainted, with shock when I discovered that I was responding to her wishes and was pushing my tongue into the perfumed crack of her sex. She moaned and pressed her pelvis against my face as I felt her hands tug at my bra then at my knickers until I was as naked as she was. While keeping my face pressed against her sex her fingers were stroking my sex exciting me until I was on the brink of a climax. 

She pulled away and pushed me back so that I found myself lying on the bed. I closed my eyes as I felt my pussy being opened by skilful fingers. She moved and I opened my eyes and discovered that she'd positioned herself in a sixty-nine position. Her sex was poised dangerously near my face. Her fingers gripped my pussy lips and pulled them wide apart and I could feel her hot breath wafting against the inner folds of my sex.

It felt as if I'd been hypnotised as I watched her damp-looking pussy slowly coming nearer so that it was only inches from my mouth. The wet slit was partly opened and I could see beads of white liquid clinging to the puffy folds. A silvery strand was hanging down tantalisingly swaying and looking dangerously as if it was going to break at any moment and splash down against my mouth. I was horrified at the idea yet did nothing to extricate myself from the supine position.

I felt Fiona's tongue slowly penetrating my sex worming deep inside and it felt very different from the way my husband tongues me. It seemed more skilful, more knowing as it explored the nooks and crannies of my inner sex. Is it because a woman knows what it feels like and therefore can duplicate the sensations?

Her firm thighs closed round my head, keeping it firmly wedged, as her pussy firmly pressed against my mouth and the strand of her sex juice was smeared against my lips. It was like being kissed by a wet mouth. I stuck my tongue out and slipped it into the mushy vaginal folds as if I'd done this many times before. I was shocked and horrified by my lewd reaction!

It was incredible how quickly I adjusted to having my pussy licked by another woman and doing the same to her. It took my breath away as her tongue licked in and out of my damp pussy and urged my clit into its full swollen state. Her fingers pulled my sex lips apart and she ran the tip of her fingers up and down the slit while she flicked her tongue in and out, teasing the damp flesh. She kept her sex mound tight against my face so that her pussy was flattened against my mouth. I was shivering with arousal as I slipped two fingers into the hot, tight hole nestling between her buttocks while, at the same time, my tongue licked the erect nub of her clitoris. The juicy pussy was spread over my mouth, like a fleshy mask, and I had problems with my breathing as I wiggled my tongue, between the puffy lips. I licked around and around, scrapping the tip against her clitoris as my mouth filled with her love juice. It was rather thick and cloying but tasteless as it slowly slithered down my throat.

She pushed her groin even harder against my face, trying to get more of my stiff tongue up into her pussy as I massaged the firm flesh of her buttocks squeezing it as it rippled with delight. The more I caressed, and kneaded her bottom the harder she shoved down with her pelvis. She was grinding her leaking pussy on my face with her legs stretched wide apart. I could see the rosy bum hole opening and closing around my fingers, just above my eyes as I felt her orgasming. Her pink vaginal lips spread and exposed the dark red tunnel of her pussy. Her straining clitoris was sticking way out. Her large breasts were dangling down and brushing against my tummy until her wild orgasm faded.

I felt my pussy lips being kissed and licked again. The tunnel opened wide so that the sex lips pressed firmly against her mouth in a French kiss. She shoved her tongue deeper and deeper into my pussy as she sucked the folds into her mouth. I was frantically gasping for breath as her tongue fucked deep inside my hole while her mouth ground into my vaginal flesh. Then her lips closed around the pearl of my clit and she sucked it into her mouth. My bottom rolled around in circles as I pumped my hips up to try to absorb more of the teasing tongue. I could feel my vaginal walls closing around her tongue. It caused my clit to pulsate and my womb to clench as I shoved my sex up in a frenzy of passion. I needed to climax soon because she was driving me crazy with her teasing. 

I pushed her over and rolled over completely so that I was now on top pushing my dribbling sex against Fiona's mouth and groaning with pleasure when I felt her stiff tongue shoving way up into my hole. Her lips sucked my flesh into her mouth as I fucked myself on her stabbing tongue. The pleasure was so intense that it felt as if I would lose my mind and to try to get some control I bent forward and plastered my mouth over Fiona's wide-open sex and shot my stiff tongue inside the sucking flesh the way her tongue was lancing deep inside mine. I felt her writhe and twist like a mad woman under me as I pushed my pulsing  pussy down even harder on her face, in short fucking thrusts. My hips worked back and forth which dragged my wet cunt all over her face, leaving it shiny with my love juices. At the same time I was shoving three fingers into her cunt, fucking it really hard, while sucking her clit into my mouth. Her body arched up as she climaxed once again, shrieking into my cunt so that the vibrations echoed inside my vagina. 

I was very close to climaxing and I went crazy. With my free hand I grabbed one of her breasts and pinched the nipple very hard while tongue-fucking and finger-fucking her wide open cunt, at the same time.

She gave as good as she got and the bed creaked and groaned, beneath us, while the headboard banged hard against the wall as we strove to make the other climax. I shoved four bunched fingers as deeply as I could into her stretched cunt. My thumb slipped all the way up her bum hole. I was still licking and tonguing her clitoris and the cunt was spasming as if she was going out of her mind. I felt similar wild spasms spread through me. From mouth to cunt, from cunt to bum hole, from bum hole back to cunt then to mouth in a circle of maddening pleasure.
 
I squeezed my cunt even harder around her tongue and rubbed my clit against the bridge of her nose as two fingers speared my bum hole.  Small but sharp explosions detonated, deep inside my womb, one after another, each more powerful than the previous one. My cunt clenched and relaxed in sexual relief as my orgasm gathered force. I screamed to ease the pressure vaguely aware that Fiona's cunt was also spasming but I forgot everything except the exquisite pleasure streaming through my cunt. Blast after blast, spasm after spasm, ripped through my pussy and womb. My clitoris was firmly held between her taut lips and sucked on it as if it was a cock as my body spasmed in rhythm with my cunt. We bucked against each other in a wild, crazy sex dance as we came again and again.

I fell sideways but my mouth stayed glued against her sex and she kept on sucking and licking my pussy as my climax slowly started to fade. A pleasant warm glow spread through my flesh which was similar to the kind of dreamy afterglow I experience after fucking with my husband but somehow it was more poignant and tender. Fiona rolled away and her sex lost its grip on my face. I took in deep breaths of air as we lay side by side. Our bodies were touching as we calmed down.

What on earth have I done, I thought. It was certainly something I'd never imagined could happen to me and certainly not with Fiona. I started to feel awkward, dirty and guilty.

I was staring at her wondering how many women she'd seduced. I saw that her right hand was digging between her thighs and realised that she had two fingers inside herself and was moving them in and out while her thumb was stroking her clitoris. She moaned softly as she played with herself.

I reminded her that her date was due at any moment and she leapt off the bed. She repaired her make-up and slipped her dress on not bothering to wash or wear undies. The front door bell rung and she kissed me on the lips and told me she'd see me later and she left.

For a long time I lay on the bed tortured by guilt and shame but slowly came to term with what had happened. I had a long soak in the bath then went to bed. I don't know what time it was when I felt a naked body pressed against mine, as a hot mouth pressed firmly against mine. Soon I was again in the grip of fierce arousal as Fiona worked on my body. Then she plastered her sex against my mouth and I nearly died as I felt thick liquid filling my mouth and realised that it was her date's sperm. There was pints of it and, after the initial revulsion, the idea of having it in my mouth aroused me more than I'd ever been aroused before and I orgasmed so hard and so often that eventually I passed out.

Before she left, for the country, that weekend she taught me some of the intricacies of female love and making me into an addict for it. We have to be discreet, when my husband is around, but we try to get together as often as we can. One of my greatest delight is slipping into her bed, after she's been out with a man, because she always makes sure she's been well spermed. It took her three months to get pregnant and she is not sure who is the father but as she only sleeps with men who are good stud material she doesn’t care.