Something nagged her, but she couldn’t be sure what.
Danielle shuddered as her world went dark. Then, as everything she knew sank beneath a sea of white noise, she grew hot. Agitated. She slipped off her dress, unclasped her bra and removed her underwear. Naked and unaware of her surroundings, the young woman then sat on the edge of a bed and began to touch herself. One finger. Then two. They ran circles around her swollen, sensitive button. She could never imagine herself masturbating, but the sensory deprivation made it easy.
It let her believe she wasn’t who she was. That she wasn’t doing what she was doing.
It all started in highschool with her sweetheart, Jeff. He’d promised her a bunch of kids when they were married and, three years after tying the knot, he’d yet to deliver. The doctor said he wasn’t totally sterile but it was highly unlikely he could father children. Jeff refused to let Danielle use a sperm donor. Instead they fucked like rabbits at each peak of her bodies cycle. Month after month. Year after year.
No babies.
Her husband had given her a cream pie one night before leaving for a week. He felt confident that was the one. She didn’t. Danielle felt that desperate times called for desperate measures and that what Jeff didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him. That led her to room six of the Layback Motel.
It was there that she first donned her blindfold, stripped naked and laid back on a ratty old bed. The man she’d invited to impregnate her –a stranger from the internet– arrived a few minutes later. She never saw him. Never knew his name. That made it easier to take what he had to give. Made it feel like she wasn’t being unfaithful.
She did have the misfortune of hearing him, though. When that encounter failed to give her what she wanted she tried again with a different man and a pair of headphones pumping white noise into her brain. That made it so much better. Not only did it free her of guilt, but it also elevated the feeling. The experience. That second stranger gave her the biggest orgasm of her life. It was the origin of her sensory kink.
But again, no babies.
Danielle was determined. Stripping and masturbating while blind and deaf had become her favorite pastime, but what she wanted wasn’t orgasm after toe curling, back arching orgasm. She wanted a baby.
`be there in 5`
It was the last thing she saw before shutting out the world and taking off her clothes. A text message from the men gathering in the parking lot of the motel.
The housewife had had enough. She fucked Jeff’s brains out the night prior, then organized a gangbang. Five men would take turns with her. They could use her body however they wanted so long as they finished deep in her pussy. She was certain this would do it. She was certain everything had been accounted for. Still, something nagged on her.
There was a brief draft, the door had opened. Vibrations through the bed informed the nude young woman there were people in the room. She smiled and spread her legs. Her body was ready. Eager. Blood had flushed her sensitive regions red and her toying had left her sopping wet.
The first touch sent a shiver up her spine.
Fingers across her inner thigh. They rubbed her skin. Slowly getting closer and closer to her aching honeypot.
Hands on her breasts. Two. Then three. They groped and kneaded her supple flesh.
Fingers in her mouth. She instinctively sucked and moaned.
Something hot and throbbing was placed in her hand. Cock. It was big. So much bigger than she’d imagined. Danielle stroked the mysterious pole as more and more hands made their existence known across her naked body. Someone took her shoulders and pulled her back to lay upon the old mattress and cheap linens. Another thick pole slapped her face. A third came down upon her waiting hole. It was time.
She squirmed and gasped as he slid into her.
Inch after inch of rock hard meat entered her body. For a moment she wondered if it would ever end. The man between her legs at first struggled to get all the way in, such was his girth, but the married womans body was accomodating.
He started to pump.
Danielles moans were quickly silenced as a hairless sack was plopped down upon her lips. The man who’d slapped her face with his enormous cock had squatted above her. She was eager to take his testicles into her mouth and service him. Anything to get a bigger load.
She squirmed and writhed beneath her mystery partners as an orgasm ripped its way through her. Her convulsions were enough to finish off the first man. He pushed in as far as he could and flooded her body with warmth. Danielle felt empty. Like she didn’t just want, but needed something large shoved inside her.
That sorrow lasted only a moment before a different stranger forced his way in.
After a third man came inside her the blind and deaf woman was flipped over. Her face was pushed into one mans crotch while her rear was pulled up. She kissed the firm but yielding flesh before her and tasted herself. The man had already given her a load, but he was still hard. He could give her another.
Someone took her by the hips and rubbed their cock against her holes. It was cold and slippery, dripping with lube.
“Wait, just give me a minu-”
Hands gripped her head and forced it down the cock before her. The married womans protests came as chokes and gurgles as the stranger behind her pressed himself against her puckered hole. Pressure built against he back door. More. More! Finally, like the bursting of a dam, his hot meat breached her barrier and rushed into her guts.
She had told them they could use her however they wanted, so long as they dumped their loads in her pussy. That put her ass on the menu.
Even with ample lube the man destroyed Danielles virgin asshole. She squealed around the cock in her mouth not in protest of unexpected sodomy, but out of fear that the man behind would cum in the wrong hole. After five minutes of little air and a fair amount of anal stretching he ripped himself free of her gaping anus and plunged into her still dripping pussy.
More warmth. More cum drowning her desperate womb.
Another man took his place and repeated the act. Then another. Then she was forced to ride the man she’d been sucking off.
Were there five? How many times has each of them cum? Did they bring friends?
Danielle didn’t care so long as every drop of sperm went into her eager cunt.
**A few weeks later
At around the same time Danielle surprised her husband with a positive pregnancy test Tyrone found himself ruminating on the continuous creampies he and his bros had given her.
A part of him wondered if she’d be happy with her black baby. She knew they were all gang bangers from the hood, right? If she only wanted white guys she wouldn’t have forgotten to double check…
Right?
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/123rxtn/the_conception_f24_mmmmm25_cheating_cream_pie