Phil carried me over to the tub and sat me on the side of it as he adjusted the water and let the tub begin to fill. I was sitting quietly, my arms crossed over my chest, head down, and biting my lower lip as he looked around the bathroom for toiletries.
He stopped long enough to lift my chin with his finger and notice I seemed uneasy, “Jess? I can leave and let you wash up on your own if you’d prefer?”
I shook my head and grabbed his hand, “Did Alex talk to you about why we came to visit now?”
He looked back to the bathroom door as he heard Alex shut the hotel room door behind him, “Not really. He said you guys were having a rough patch and were looking to get away from home for a while to sort yourselves out.”
I nodded, “I want to have kids. I’ve always wanted to have kids and he kind of led me on with false hope that he did too.”
He climbed into the large tub and took my hand, pulling me down into the water beside him. “So you want kids and he doesn’t?”
I nodded, “I trust you, I’ve known you since we were teenagers. You have kids already. I was going to ask you if you would be at all open to donating sperm…but this wasn’t how I had it in mind, and this complicates things because it feels like we left some pertinent information out that you should have been aware of before…this happened,” I motioned around to where our clothing lay scattered about the bathroom.
He gripped my hand tightly and his voice wavered slightly, “So, I take it you’re not on birth control?”
I shook my head, “For over a year now.”
He reached over me and grabbed a cloth that lay over the side of the tub and dipped it into the water then slowly started wiping the quickly drying cum from my face. With the water approaching a point where it was likely to overflow I leaned forward and shut it off.
Phil positioned himself behind me and pulled me back onto his lap as he continued to clean his cum from my skin, not saying a word about what I had revealed. I wasn’t sure if he was angry with me or just processing it, but I sat silently in his lap and let him cleanse me of himself.
I felt like scum.
He sighed and pulled me back against his chest, “It’s not like this is guaranteed to get you pregnant. This is a one time thing, right? So, it’s not likely to work directly, but I’m willing to make indirect donations for you too until it happens.”
I smiled slightly and looked up at him, “It’s not weird?”
“It’s totally weird, but I think you’d make an amazing mom and I think we’d make a beautiful baby.”
His hand slid over my thigh beneath the water and I turned my head to look at him, “Your husband said we have a few more hours together, right?” he asked.
I nodded and he pushed his index and middle finger into me as his thumb rubbed my clit, “Then I guess I should get you relaxed and receptive to as many direct donations as I can handle.”
He smiled and watched me bite my lip as I lay my head back against his chest, he leaned down and kissed my neck tenderly as his fingers worked my lower body.
A slight moan escaped him as I grabbed his hand and lightly thrust my hips towards his fingers. He growled and lifted me by the backs of my thighs, placing me on the edge of the tub as he knelt in front of my spread legs and flattened his tongue roughly against my slit.
My hands slid through his hair and he traced his tongue from the tip of my clit down into my cunt, his teeth nibbled at my labia and his mouth kissed my gently swelling flesh. I watched his tongue lap up the thick clear fluid of my pussy, dragging it up and over the most sensitive bits.
When he found me wet enough he reintroduced his fingers, gently and slowly coaxing my clit to cascade pleasure through my stomach as my body pulsed in an almost tormented perpetual excitement.
He kissed his way up my body and gently pulled my nipple between his teeth. He stopped only long enough to begin the tub emptying and to turn on the pulsating shower head to a low and steady pressure.
He positioned the shower head between my legs and watched my face more than my cunt as the pressurized water teased me to orgasm. He grabbed my thigh and held me in place. My stomach tensed and released, my pussy tightened and opened in front of him. He smiled up at me and turned the water pressure up higher. I gasped and squirmed and he held me still until I held my breath and shivered in his grip. He pulled me down into the tub and turned me onto my stomach, making me kneel on all fours before he thrust his cock into my orgasming pussy from behind.
I whined and pushed back against him slightly. He grabbed my hips and thrust slowly and deeply. He wasn’t as painfully large as he had been earlier but it still felt like he could rip me open if he really wanted to. Instead he seemed to enjoy my cunt tightly hugging and squeezing his cock as he fucked me through my orgasm.
He didn’t let me rest. Even as mine subsided and the intensity of overstimulated pain began to course through me, he grabbed my hair, pulled my head back and pounded himself into me with calculated and powerful thrusts.
He grunted and groaned and I braced myself as best I could. I moaned and his lips were at my ear. I could hear his primal grunts as the head of his cock pushed through me, trying to reach my womb again, but not quite getting there. Between the grunts a simple and breathy request, “Fuck me back, Jess. Force that tight little cunt of yours as far back onto my dick as you can handle it, baby.”
I put my hands in front of me and resisted being pushed forward, forcing his thrusts deeper as his hands left my hair and grabbed my hips. His grunts turned to whines, my eyes filled with tears from the pain of his forceful penetration, but I also helped him maintain it. His fingernails dug into my sides and I felt the release of his cum as I braced myself.
He released my hips when he’d finished but instead of pulling free he ran his hand over the front of my throat as my husband had done earlier and lowered his head to be next to mine, “The longer it stays in, the more likely you are to get pregnant, so we should stay like this for a little while.”
I was panting and nodded, crossing my arms on the bottom of the tub in front of me and laying my head on them with my butt held high. He rubbed my lower back and bottom. I looked back at him as I felt him hardening inside of me again, “Did you take something to keep this up?” I asked.
He shook his head, “I haven’t had sex in months and you’re fucking beautiful.”
I blushed and he smiled.
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