The Island – Part Six (MMF, Impreg., Breeding, Bi, Cum.)

(Don’t forget to read Parts 1-5. Please let me know what you think, that’s why I do this!)

The next morning, Rachel woke up in Paul’s arms. Outside, the always-present sound of tropical birds and crashing waves.

She was awash with raw emotions, her passionate affection for Paul and her sincere appreciation of Scott’s submission. Throughout her relationship with Scott, she’d known that he needed direction and guidance. During their pre-marriage lovemaking, that role had fallen on her. She’d been forced to move his body and hands to please her more, or to tell him what to do. Although this role increased the physical pleasure she received, she’d always wanted to give up control herself.

Now that they were on the Island, she didn’t have to think about any of that. Every day was a new adventure, something unexpected but at the same time, eye opening. As she thought about her husband, in another room, she knew that they both loved Paul, and the sense of security he provided.

Later, as they enjoyed breakfast together, Scott and Rachel each wondered what the day had in store for them. Paul had cooked an especially hearty breakfast this morning, dense whole wheat rolls and other proteins.

Putting down his empty plate, Paul spoke: “As you can guess, I have a plan for us today. I’d like you both to return to your room this morning to shower and get cleaned up. I have to drive over to the airstrip for a quick errand. We’ll meet back here at 9:30. In the meantime, please make sure to drink plenty of water.”

At the last comment, they both smirked, knowing that the Island’s water increased sexual fluid production and stamina. Since arriving, Scott had been dripping precum like a leaky faucet and Rachel’s panties had been awash.

Paul drove the old Jeep over the landing strip, and looked to the sky. On the horizon, a small dot appeared, and gradually grew bigger. Within moments, the small twin engine plane flew straight down the runway a few hundred feet above the ground and dropped a small package. The package’s parachute delivered it safely to the ground for Paul to retrieve.

At 9:30 a.m., Rachel and Scott walked back in the main room of the complex to find Paul sitting next to the cardboard box. He invited them to both sit down, and handed the box to Rachel. “Open it.”

Knowing what previous boxes had held for Scott, Rachel was a bit hesitant as she tore back the packing tape. When she pulled back the flaps, she gasped and giggled. She pointed the box towards Scott, who turned bright red and smiled.

Inside the box were hundreds of unused pregnancy tests.

“Today, we have a single goal in mind: to get Rachel pregnant. To accomplish this, we will undertake a marathon of fucking, with Scott’s support” Paul said.

With determination in his voice, Paul explained “We will not leave the bed the entire day and will accomplish our goal. Scott will bring us food and drinks as needed, but I will be inside Rachel almost all day.”

With a smile, he said “I hope your ready.”

Rachel smiled back like the Cheshire Cat, bobbing her head in agreement. Her hands were already shaking from excitement.

Paul took Rachel’s hand and led her to the bedroom, Scott dutifully followed behind. As they entered, she realized that Paul had changed the bedding from the night before and that the entire room looked immaculate.

Session One – 9:50 a.m.

Paul passionately laid Rachel down on the bed, laying his body on top of her as they kissed. Scott sat on the edge of the bed, watching intently as this man kissed his new wife. Slowly, Paul began to remove Rachel’s clothing, until she spread her legs to reveal an inviting hairless pussy.

Paul stripped out of his shorts and shirt, his stiff cock already dripping precum halfway to the floor. He climbed back over her, his cock leaving a slimy trail up the inside of her quivering thighs. Taking one of her nipples into his mouth, he lined his cock up with her wet pussy lips. She gasped as he entered her for the first time today, pushing her hips up to take him deeper.

Next to the lovers, Scott was imagining the coupling of flesh that was taking place inside her body. Her cervix, ready to accept Paul’s strong seed, and Paul’s cock, driving itself deeper and deeper into her womb. Scott’s own cock nearly burst at the thought.

As Paul passionately fucked Rachel, she suddenly tensed, releasing a massive torrent of clear fluid all over Paul’s chest and stomach. She attempted to giggle through the moans, shocked at how much she had squirted, but the pleasure pushed that thought out of her brain.

After a while, they were both close, and she felts Paul’s cock pulse inside her, preparing to release a deluge of hot cum. Paul let out a moan, his eyes closing tight, pushing himself as deep as possible. She suddenly felt the red-hot heat of his cum in her belly and wrapped her legs around him, drawing her closer. They laid together for some time, covered in sweat and her pussy juices.

Satisfied, she closed her eyes to take a short nap.

Session Two – 10:52 a.m.

Rachel woke a half hour later to Paul standing over her, with Scott stroking his cock. “Scott has been kind enough to get me ready for you.” Rachel looked at Scott, sensing his jealousy, and his animal desire to bury Paul’s cock in his throat.

Paul grabbed Rachel’s hips and flipped her over, pulling her ass back towards him. He lined his hard cock up with her cum-filled pussy and slowly pushed it in. He felt Rachel’s sloppy wet pussy surround his cock, and began fucking her. She rocked back against him, straining to take every inch.

With each withdrawal of his cock, Paul was pulling out more and more of his still-warm
cum from their first session. He pulled his cock all the way out, showing Scott the milky white fluid trapped behind the flared head of his cock. Scott watched as the discarded cum dripped down Paul’s hanging testicles, falling the floor.

Beneath her, Rachel’s knees pressed firmly into the white down comforter of the bed, still wet from her own massive ejaculation during their first session.

Sweat formed in the small of her back as she tried to take Paul deeper and deeper, rocking back against him as she moaned like a woman possessed.

As with session one, the outcome was the same: Rachel’s fertile womb full of Paul’s cum.

Session Four – 12:27 p.m.

Scott handed Paul a water bottle full of Gatorade as he pounded Rachel, sweat dripping off his body and pouring down onto her. Both lovers had cum so much in the last three hours that care had to be taken to avoid dehydration. Beneath them, the sheets were an absolute mess, the musk of Paul’s cum and Rachel’s squirt filling their nostrils.

Paul found himself standing in a puddle of the cum that dripped off his balls with each withdrawal of his cock. Beneath him, Rachel begged and pleaded for him to knock her up, to fill her womb, and to give her a baby. Scott watched his wife stare into Paul’s eyes, oblivious to his own presence.

Session Nine – 6:43 p.m.

Rachel was riding Paul, bouncing on his cock as the thick white cum dripped down, pooling on his stomach. The cum had provided a wonderful lubricant all day, effectively preventing soreness and chafing. Nonetheless, both lovers were exhausted as she strained and clenched her pussy to obtain another load.

Paul reached up, wrapping his strong hands around Rachel’s throat, pulling her down to him. In her eyes, she pleaded with him to squeeze harder. He thrust up into her, her pussy squirting every few minutes. Her sweat dripped on his face, and the sheets were awash in their body fluids.

As Rachel struggled to breath, she came again, finally compelling Paul’s cock to ejaculate one more time. As his cum filled her for the ninth time today, she fell down beside him, totally exhausted. Their chests rose and fell in unison as they struggled to catch their breath.

Through his gasps Paul asked “Scott…grab the glass….plug…off the shelf…” Scott dutifully grabbed a glass buttplug off the shelf and walked back towards the bed. As he approached, he was entranced by the wet mess of him wife’s pussy, gaped open and dripping cups of cum onto the sheets.

Paul said “Scott, go ahead and plug Rachel’s pussy.”

Scott reaches out tentatively, slowly sliding the plug into her pussy. As it pushed it, even more cum struggled to leaked out. Finally, the plug was secure and Paul’s cum would remain safely in Rachel.

As Paul and Rachel caught their breath, they stared at the ceiling.

“Scott, you’ve been a very good boy all day. Because of that, I have a special treat for you. You’re going to clean up Rachel and I…………..with your tongue. First, I’d like you to drink up this puddle of cum on my stomach and then I’d like you to lick her inner thighs and outer pussy. Once that’s done, I’d like you to clean my feet, they’re a bit sticky from that puddle of cum……Enjoy your dinner.”

As Scott set to work, all three prayed the day’s activities would pay off.

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