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A friend lends a hand or should I say spermJenny had settled down, her flamboyant life style had been calmed by the act of marriage and her husband had shown her the benefits of monogamy. She was content with her standard semi in her standard suburb with her standard husband on a standard salary. But she yearned for a family. Her husband, who had been married before, had other views. His divorce had been particularly fraught and he had taken the initiative to have a vasectomy. After marrying Jenny, however, his heart melted and the decision to start a family was made. Trouble was, hubby was incapable.They’d been married for a couple of years and all the wild oats she’d sown previously should have left her fairly open minded. She had grown more introvert, however, opting for less glamorous clothing and less adventurous life style. Sure, Jenny and her hubby had good times but not as wild as they once were. Being married often lead to mundane sex between partners and Jenny and her husband were certainly no exception.They’d been to see the doctor who told them that the reversal was possible but there was no guarantee it would be successful. They then enquired about artificial insemination and the costs involved. Hubby was on a good salary but not that good, middle managers were ten a penny in their part of the world.To overcome her tears, they explored alternative options for conception and it was eventually his idea that the conception should happen naturally. After all, it was God’s way, he told her but she was less than convinced.Given the cost and the timescale of artificial insemination, she reluctantly agreed to a “live” donor and they scoured the internet. Ads were placed and clubs approached for potential candidates. She had been offered the possibility of choosing some one she already knew or who she may have been intimate with previously. She did not want that, her embarrassment would have made it impossible for her. Besides, it was a personal problem between the two of them. They would find a candidate who was not local, who fitted the bill and who they felt they could trust.It took them weeks to collate information, check out photos, speak on the phone and they even met a couple of them before she opted for one. His name was Andrew and he lived a 3 hour drive away up in the North. He was young, had a reasonable level of education and was happy to oblige. He was tall and lanky, skinny bum and not the best of looking guys, but it was the best they could find and she opted for Andy.They had researched the fertility guide lines and had worked out Jenny’s most fertile fortnight. They had booked the time off work and travelled by train, checking into the hotel using false names and paying in cash. They did not wish to be traced at a later date by some guy trying to gain access to his c***d. If she fell pregnant, it would be hers and her husbands. That’s what the world would be led to believe.They checked in and had dinner, Andy joined them part way through. They laughed and joked and got to know each other. They’d met before and Jenny had been accepting of the idea of having this man’s semen inside her.After dinner, they went to their room and Jenny explained the rules.”We lie on the bed and you get yourself to the point of ejaculation” she said in a clinical manner, “I’ll get myself aroused and when you’re ready to cum, you tell me. Then I’ll lower myself on to you until you cum and then I’ll climb off” Andy looked a little miffed at the idea. Guessing his next question, she answered him firmly.”No kissing, no peeking and no touching” she said. The lady had spoken. Andy agreed initially but he had a plan.Tonight was a couple of nights before the beginning of her really fertile spell and the idea was that tonight would be a test, to make sure they were both comfortable with the idea. Andy was to come over every evening after his work and provide her with the necessary and, over the weekend, which was to be her most fertile spell, he would visit her two or three times. They all agreed and shook hands.To save her embarrassment, her husband was encouraged to be in the bar whilst they were conceiving and, reluctantly, he agreed. He wanted to be with his wife when their baby was conceived but he understood her concerns and respected her wishes.The first night went according to plan with Andy beating his meat on the bed, his trousers and pants folded neatly at the foot of the bed. He unashamedly masturbated himself, looking at Jenny as he did. She wore a loose fitting top which hid her curvaceous bust, and a long skirt. Her fingers were buried under her skirt and Andy could barely see her knee, let alone her thigh. Eventually, he breathed heavily and said he was about ready. Jenny knelt on the bed and straddled his hips, her long flowing skirt covered his lap and she buried her hand under her skirt and grabbed his throbbing cock. She lowered herself on to him and the action of doing so sent Andy in to orgasm and he ejaculated inside her. He tried to thrust it a couple of times after he’d come but Jenny was already removing herself from his manhood and lying down, knees bent and skirt covering her modesty.Andy had come but it had hardly been exciting for him. All that would change.The next night, the format was similar and Jenny had been wearing the same clothes, what Andy called her frumpy outfit. He pestered her to touch him or for him to touch her but she refused. Eventually, he told her he was cumming and she mounted him in the same way she had done so the previous evening. She lowered herself on to him, expecting the spurt from his dick and the groan from his throat. Nothing happened.”I thought you were cumming?” she said.”I’m nearly there,” Andy said. “Ride me a bit.””No,” she said flatly.”I’m almost there. It won’t take long and it won’t hurt,” he said. “You do want this baby, don’t you?” He knew which buttons to press. Jenny realised she’d have to comply and she rode his cock for a few minutes before he exploded in her. She had not been impressed.The third night was the beginning of her really fertile spell and Andy got there a little earlier than usual. He’d told them that if they wanted, they could try a couple of times and this may increase their chances of success. Jenny was not sure but her husband talked her into it and by 6.30 in the evening, Andy and Jenny were on the bed together. Tonight, Andy had stripped off completely, his anchor tattoo on his right shoulder looking a little out of place with his skinny arms. Jenny wore her “frumpy” outfit and, again, when Andy said he was almost there, Jenny straddled across him. This time, Andy helped her by putting the skirt over their laps, purposely lifting the skirt higher than it needed to be and he caught a sight of her bush. Like the rest of her, it was tidy and neatly trimmed, her lips slightly damp from her own stimulation and a bit of help from some lubricating jelly.She felt embarrassed at first, but remembered that her husband canlı bahis şirketleri was not the only guy to have seen her pussy. Nor had he been the only one to fuck her. In fact her husband was quite a way down the order.Andy had again tricked her and he was nowhere near cumming. He told her it was her fault and she needed to be a bit more erotic or lustful if she wanted him to cum and for her to conceive. She was at her most fertile time, it was too late to vet another potential donor. She agreed.”What will make you cum quicker?” she asked. Andy did not reply, he just reached up and grabbed a handful of her tit.”Take off your top,” he ordered. “I want to see your tits. That’ll make me cum,” he said. Jenny knew she had little choice and so she slowly and sexily pulled off her top. Andy’s hands were all over her bra covered tits and he massaged them with some vigour. Jenny winced so Andy slowed the pace and strength of his grasping.Strangely, even though she did not fancy him, she’d aroused herself enough to be wet enough to accommodate his average size cock, and as he’d been massaging her tits, her nipples had become erect. She was being turned on. Andy was getting her aroused.She started to ride his cock and she leaned back, his hands still on her tits. She reached down and tickled his balls and he squirmed, almost instantly filling her cunt with his sperm.She dismounted and took up the knees in the air stance, allowing his sperm to flow as deep into her as it could. He was breathing heavily and she was pretty aroused too.Twenty minutes later, he suggested they do it again but to ensure the sperm already in her could not escape, she should lie on her back with a pillow under her bottom. She wanted to protest but Andy had already placed a pillow under her and had lifted up her skirt to see her bare pussy. He took in the loveliness of her legs. Legs like those should be exhibited, not kept hidden under long skirts.Jenny tried to cover herself but Andy had buried his head between her legs, his tongue and fingers probing at her, licking her clitoris, his fingers exploring her insides looking for the elusive G spot. To this day, he’d never found it but he’d had a darn good try and lots of fun in the process.Jenny squirmed in denial, not wanting to feel turned on. She felt at first as though she was being ****d, but the licking of her pussy soon had her writhing in pleasure and she found her self lost in her own world. “Tease my pussy,” she’d whispered inadvertently and Andy readily complied. With his mouth still on her pussy, he raised his hands to her breasts and fondled her. He moved his hands to her side and momentarily removed his mouth from her pussy whilst he unclasped her bra, removing it swiftly and throwing it somewhere towards the bathroom. His face returned to her pussy, his hands groping wildly at her tits, her nipples swelling with excitement. She could feel a climax building and she wanted it to stop but not stop. Confused, all she could do was lie back and enjoy.”Lick me, suck my clit,” she whispered, not wanting to be too loud yet not wanting to hold back. Andy again complied. Her back arched and she held her breath as the orgasm swept through her.Her mind all over the place, she was unaware of Andy crawling over her body and entering her, nestling into her neck, kissing her. His average sized cock buried deep inside her, his movements becoming faster, more urgent, his breath became more laboured as he fucked her. Jenny responded mostly out of reflex, raising her hips into his as he thrust in and out of her, her pussy meeting the trust of his cock, in unison.Again, he bathed her cervix in his baby gravy and he withdrew, panting heavily.Jenny felt totally used but she was reluctant for him to stop. She so desperately wanted this pregnancy. Andy dressed and left without speaking. He looked at her before he left and she saw something in his eyes that she did not like the look of.The following evening was Sunday and, again, Andy arrived early. Jenny had not told her husband of Andy’s lack of respect for her and her rules. She kept the secret which added to the stress and burden. She gritted her teeth, aware that she was at the height of her fertile time and needed to have as much possibility of getting pregnant as she could, she would have to comply with his wishes.Andy waited until he saw the husband go to the bar before knocking on Jenny’s hotel room door. She opened the door and she was again in her “frumpy” outfit.”You can get that lot off for a start,” Andy ordered. Jenny shook her head. He called her bluff by heading for the door.”OK, OK,” she agreed, reluctantly.”Good,” he said. “From now on, it’s on my terms, you understand?” Jenny glared at him.”OK,” she eventually said.”Tell me. You want to get pregnant, right?” Andy asked. Jenny nodded.”And this is your most fertile time, right?” Again Jenny nodded.”And you need as much sperm in your tight little pussy as you can get, right?””Yes,” she said.”Right then,” he said and started tapping away on his mobile. Text sent, he turned back to face her.”Why are you still fully dressed?” he asked abruptly. She stood there looking into his eyes but saw no compassion.”Do I have to do it myself?” he asked, and went to walk over to her. Jenny flinched and began to take off her top. “That’s better” he said, returning to his mobile to read the incoming text message. Jenny had stripped to her underwear when there was a tap on the door. She looked up in fear. Her hubby had come back. What would he say? Andy opened the door and let 3 strangers into the room, all male and judging by their accents, all locals. They all knew each other and Andy shook their hands one by one.”She’s a right pretty one,” said one of the blokes, a short dumpy guy with spectacles. “Nice arse!” said the second guy. The third guy just gawped in the way creeps do. Jenny shuddered. She’d guessed Andy’s plan and as the thoughts struck, Andy confirmed her worst fears.”Just to make sure you do get pregnant, I brought some reinforcements,” he said, “And you’d better not disappoint us or else things might get unpleasant.”Jenny began to cry, she had not planned for her eggs to be fertilised by scum, she had wanted at least a half decent bloke to father her first c***d. “Turning on the waterworks won’t work, darlin'” Andy said. He turned to his mates and said “Who wants to get her bra off?” The short dumpy guy advanced on her, his eyes as wide as saucers. Jenny’s vision was bleary due to her tears, but she knew which one it was and what to expect. His rough hands grabbed her tits roughly and she screamed in agony. He reached around before her and unclipped her bra, throwing it to the creepy guy before returning to her ample bust and sucking on her nipple, fondling the other. Jenny tried to block out the experience but the creepy guy, who had been sniffing her bra suddenly dropped his strides and pants and rubbed her underwear along the length of his erection. The canlı kaçak iddaa second guy produced a Swiss army knife and used the blade to slice through the elastic of her briefs, revealing her nakedness to them all. Within seconds, they were all naked, clothes being flung in all directions.They laid her on the bed and, without any foreplay, the dumpy one had pushed the head of his short fat cock into the opening of her pussy. She was not fully lubricated and certainly not aroused and she again squealed in pain.”Shut it, you whore,” the dumpy one said. No one used names, and this further disorientated her. The use of dirty talk made the creepy one rub himself quicker. He had repossessed the remains of her briefs and had been licking the inner liner of the panties where her pussy would have been. The second guy had forced his dick into Jenny’s unwilling mouth. She was OK with oral but she hated deep throat and she guessed what the guy wanted.Luckily she anticipated what was to happen, she took a deep breath as the cock was pushed deep into the roof of her mouth, the actions bringing her close to vomiting. The dumpy one was fucking her hard, his hands on her tits as she laid on her back, trying to draw breath when the cock in her mouth permitted. She was pleased when dumpy was getting close to dumping his load in her.”Shit, babe. I’m gonna cum inside you, you dirty fucking whore. It’s going to be my baby,” he laughed at her as he shot his load deep inside her, his squeezing of her breasts becoming more vicious as he came. Creepy was on his knees watching dumpy deposit his seed in their prey. Dumpy moved to allow Andy to take over, the second guy content with the sensation of being in Jenny’s mouth.”Come to daddy,” Andy whispered, as if this going to arouse her or make her more willing. She could barely see with the tears in her eyes and could barely breath with the abuse of her throat. Andy entered her and she knew it was him, having experienced his cock before, and his sexual prowess. His idea of a good fuck was hard and fast, no time for niceties.Time seemed to drag until Andy reached his crescendo and emptied his sack in her waiting pussy. Dumpy was watching from the side, still fondling one of her tits.”Maybe it’ll be twins,” he laughed, “One scabby Northern fucker and one filthy son of a bitch.” Creepy looked up from his viewing position and smiled. Dumpy looked at creepy. “Maybe, if it’s triplets, one’ll be a pervert, too!” Dumpy added. Jenny’s body trembled at the thought and this vibration and movement added to Andy’s pleasure.”Go for it, you dirty slut. You whore. You must be a slut to allow strange men to fuck you just so you can get pregnant,” he said, almost with bitterness. Creepy stood up, his dick in his hand and he whispered into Andy’s ear. Andy stood back.”Your need is greater than mine,” he said and he withdrew, allowing creep to lay on top of her. His dick, about the same size as her husbands (a measly 5 inches) entered her and she might not even have known he was present had it not been for the fact he was biting her nipples. The second guy who was still in her mouth was stopping her from screaming and she writhed in pain, the movement causing creepy to reach climax and he ejaculated in her, his teeth now drawing blood. He sucked at the nipple, tasting the blood at the same time. He looked up at the others looking like Count Dracula.”It’s like going down on a tart when she’s having her period,” he smiled, his accent also local. The others laughed. Andy resumed his position and fucked her, hard and fast, dumpy caressing her blood stained tit. Andy came and at last, guy two removed his cock from her mouth. Jenny gasped for breath before she felt him penetrate her pussy. Given the fact she’d had him in her mouth for ages, he took an immense amount of time to reach his climax and, when he did, he spurted for what seemed an eternity.By this time, of course, the others had recovered and were ready for a second turn. Creepy left love bites all over her neck, Dumpy made a point of fucking her up the arse, pulling out just before climax to cum in her pussy. Guy two made her lick his cock until he was hard again, then he fucked her. Andy had seconds as well, his talk was dirty which gave creepy the time of his life.It was about 4 hours before the guys dressed and left, creepy ensuring he kept the mommento of her bra and briefs, using one of the bra cups to catch some of the semen that was leaking out of her which he then spread all over his face. Jenny lay on the bed, shell shocked and sore all over, the wound on her breast starting to clot. The last thing she heard was Andy saying, “See you tomorrow for more of the same.”She showered and dressed for bed and when her husband returned, she kept the light off and told him she was tired and wanted to go to sleep.She made sure she wore a high necked pullover the next day to try to hide the love bites that she’d acquired. She’d pleaded with her husband to take them home, that she didn’t want to do this anymore. He was having none of it, he told her that they’d come this far and they couldn’t quit. He, like her, wanted the baby as much as she did.Unable to convince him, she went back to the room to pack. There was a rap on the door and she opened it, expecting to see her husband. Andy pushed the door as soon as she’d opened it. “Stop it. My husband will be back any minute and we’re going home,” she uttered.”I don’t think so,” Andy said. “You see, two of my lads have taken him greyhound racing for the day. My little treat” he smiled, his eyes looked evil.”Besides, I’m a professional and I promised to ensure you left here pregnant,” he grinned. She heard the door creek and behind him she saw more strangers, maybe half a dozen this time and all of them were black men. One looked like Mr. T out of the A team, he was so big. Jenny went to cry out loud but Andy grabbed her with his strong arms and clasped a hand over her mouth.”If you don’t cooperate, I can always ring my buddies,” he smirked. “You wouldn’t want your dear husband to have a fatal accident on the way back from the race track, would you?”Jenny gulped. She relaxed and Andy released his grip on her.”Now we can do this the easy way of the hard way. Which would you prefer?” he asked. She looked at the line of eager black studs waiting to have their way with her.”Please can you promise me no biting this time?” she asked. Andy smiled.”No biting,” he affirmed. “But my friends will take you in what ever perverted way they wish” he added. There was a short pause.”But they will come in your pussy,” he said. She looked at Andy incredulously.”But they’re black!” she stated. The black men all laughed.”There’s nothing wrong with your eyesight, is there,” Andy laughed.”But I don’t want a black baby,” she said. Andy’s smile melted instantly.”You just said you wanted me to get you pregnant,” he said. “You never said any preference about colour.””Yeah, are you prejudice, you white canlı kaçak bahis whore,” one of the black men shouted. Jenny was now very frightened.”No, I’m not prejudiced, it’s just that how can I pass off a black…””That ain’t my problem, bitch!” Andy spat. “Now get those fucking clothes off before I get angry””Yeah, and before I get frustrated” said the bloke who looked like Mr. T.Jenny removed her sweater and skirt, then peeled off her underwear. It was pointless trying to resist. She lay on the bed, fluffing up a pillow behind her head. If she was going to be ****d, she may as well be comfortable.She’d not noticed the black guys stripping off but they were ready for action by the time she’d got her pillows comfy. Prepared for the frenzy she’d endured yesterday, these guys were more serene. The first black guy was a tall muscular lad, shaved head and a gold crucifix around his neck, started licking her pussy. His long muscular tongue was touching her in such a way, she started to feel aroused. A second guy, who was sporting a baseball cap on backwards, was sat beside her and he was gently caressing her breasts, gently tweaking the nipples, licking her tits and giving her some erotic stimulation. Jenny’s breath deepened in pleasure as these two black studs aroused her. A third guy knelt on her other side and took her hand. He placed her hand on his erection. At first, she recoiled but was encouraged to hold it. She didn’t want rough stuff again, so she held his cock, feeling the pulse within. She could not see the cock because the head sucking her tits was in the way, but it felt very substantial, not just long but thick, too. She’d heard that black guys were well hung but she’d never experienced one. This would soon change.Her pleasure rose and soon, she felt the first wave of orgasm approaching. Christ, she hadn’t had an orgasm with anyone but her husband since they’ve been married. She couldn’t help herself and she felt the orgasm hit then dissipate like a wave hitting the shore.She moaned in delight as the first guy replaced his tongue with his cock. She’d had some monster cocks before she was married but this was huge. After the pounding she’d taken yesterday, this guy’s cock slid in gently and smoothly, but purpose and grace. She couldn’t help herself and she raised her hips to meet his, unaware of the movement elsewhere in the room.The Mr. T lookalike had briefly left the room and returned with a case containing a tripod and a digital camcorder. He was now filming the action. Jenny was blissfully unaware at this time. “Ooh, that’s nice,” she whispered as the guy fucking her built up a rhythm, her hand masturbating the cock she held at the same pace.”You like it like this?” the guy asked.”Ooh yes,” Jenny replied.”Tell me what you like,” he said. Her eyes were closed in delight.”Being fucked,” she replied. “You like my black meat?” “Ooh yeah. I love your black meat,” she responded, and she was genuine. She was enjoying this.”You want your black man’s meat to fuck you, yeah?” he enquired, building up his pace. “‘Cos I’m gonna fuck you, sweet mama. I’m gonna fuck you and make you pregnant,” he said.”I don’t care,” she said. “Just fuck me.””You want a black baby, you white bitch?” another black voice said.”Don’t care,” she repeated. “Just want to be fucked.””How do you want to be fucked?” said the same black voice.”Like a slut. Fuck me like a dirty little slut,” she said, her voice calm, her breathing rapid and her orgasm approaching.”You want us all to fuck you?” said the Mr. T character from behind the camera.”Ooh yes,” she responded. “I’ll be your little white slut as long as you’ve all got big cocks and can fuck me like this guy” she said, opening her eyes. It was then she caught a glimpse of the camcorder behind her first black lover.”What’s going on?” she asked in panic. The guy sucking her tits pushed her back down.”It’s OK mama,” he said, “Be cool. We just wanna remember you, that’s all.””Yeah, it’s not every day we get to gang bang a horny white slut and she’s begging for it,” said another voice.Her panic was suddenly over ridden by her second orgasm and this brought with it, her first lover’s climax. For the first time ever, Jenny felt a black man’s sperm flow into her unprotected womb, at the height of her fertile time. The space in her pussy was vacated and replaced with a second black guy, this one wearing a gold star of David (Surely he’s not Jewish, she thought to herself) and he waved his circumcised cock in front of her, brushing it through her pubic hair before plunging it deep into her waiting cunt. He was also large and as he entered her, she moaned out loud again. The very act of his penetration was sending her into her next orgasm and he’d barely even begun. “Fuck me deeper,” she ordered, unable to control herself now.”White whore,” the guy said as he pounded his meat into her.”Black fucker,” she said. “You’re my black fucker.””You’d better believe it, white bitch” he said, forcing his enormous black cock in and out of her moist pussy. Jenny’s breathing increased in rate as she approached another of many orgasms she was to have that day.They writhed and cursed each other as the copulated, eventually receiving his seed but only after he’d given her four more orgasms. And still the camera kept on rolling.Another 4 hours later, the camera had been packed up, clothes donned and she was left satisfied. She rested for a while, feeling different inside. Could she be pregnant already?Her husband returned later and they talked. He asked if she still wanted to go home. Andy had promised that the black guys could come back tomorrow (with the camcorder, of course) and she’d happily accepted that. Andy had not fucked her at all that night, only the black men. All 6 of them, including the one she called Mr. T. His dick was every bit as big as she’d imagined it. More surprising to her was that she’d been able to accommodate him and with some comfort.She’d agree to stay. Not to get pregnant, but for the black cock she was looking forward to.”What if the baby is not what you expected?” she asked her husband.”How do you mean?” he replied.”Well, if there was something wrong with it. Would you still love it?” she asked. He reached over and held her hand.”Of course I would. Any baby that you produce, you’re its mother and I love you, so why wouldn’t I love the baby?”Jenny smiled. “Are you sure?””Positive,” he replied, smiling back.”Irrespective what the baby looks like?””Irrespective,” he replied. Jenny wondered. Would he still love her if he knew she’d been fucked by a black man? Or several black men? Or several black men several times? Or if he knew she loved being fucked by several black men simultaneously? What if they had a black baby? He’d know she’d been slut but would he know she’d been a willing slut? No one need know. Hopefully, he’d never see the video footage of her screaming for more black cock.They’d never find us, she thought to her self. Jenny and her husband were anonymous in this part of the country. No one knew their names, their address, their car registration number. Maybe she was safe. Maybe.Unless, of course, the video footage that had been taken should ever came to light on the internet. But no-one would do that. Would they?

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