33-Pack CHEATING Megabundle

by Nikita Storm

  She nodded and tried to get my cock going again with her skillful hips. "I thought long and hard about this," she said as she ground her hips against my pelvis. "Once I found out that my boyfriend was cheating on me, I realized that I didn't want to get married to him or have his baby."

  "So, you want mine instead?" My cock throbbed and ached inside of her. I needed release, but at the same time, I was scared of getting her pregnant. Especially now that I realize that this was her goal all along. If I'd had any balls at all, I would've pulled my cock out and sent her packin'. But I didn't, so I kept my dick inside of her. Her pussy muscles seem to sense my reluctance as they danced and tightened around my steel hard shaft.

  She nodded as a tear fell from her eye, "I think you'd be the best father for my baby and I know you've always had a crush on me."

  I wiped away her tear. "The least you could have done is asked me first," I said.

  "I'm sorry daddy," she said as she snuggled her head into my chest and wrapped her delicate arms around me.

  Oh God, now I felt terrible! I looked in her face, wiped her tears away. "Are you sure that you really want a baby?" I asked. I couldn't believe I was even having this conversation.

  She sniffled and nodded. "Yes, and I want it to be yours."

  My cock stiffened so hard I thought it was going to pop right then and there.

  "But first," she said, suddenly smiling, "I want to feel you in my ass."

  "Your ass?" I asked, bewildered. None of the girlfriends I had ever been with had ever requested that. I always had to ask (beg) them.

  "Uh huh," she lifted her scorching pussy off my cock with an audible pop and turned around, presenting me with her perfect little round ass. Wow, I had always been an ass man and couldn't believe that this tart was begging me to put it in her butt.

  "Ow!" she cried as I brought my hand down upon her pristine butt. "What was that for?"

  "For being a bad girl and not asking if I wanted to get you pregnant." I brought my hand down over and over until her ass was bright red, feeling the power and dominance over this young lady.

  I grabbed some lube and positioned my cock right at her pucker-hole.

  "Oh daddy, give it to me!" she cried, looking back over her shoulder as I shuddered with pleasure. "I've been a bad girl and need punishment."

  Wow, this girl was starting to get to me. I rubbed her red ass and relished the thought of plunging my over-sized dick into her tight hole. I mean I absolutely love fucking a tight asshole, but there was something about this girl that made me want to just take control and give it to her hard.

  Which is exactly what I did. Grabbing her hair, I pulled her head back and slowly edged my swollen cock into her eager and willing ass. Her moan filled the room as I gave her what she needed. Before I gave her a baby, I needed to show her who was in charge.

  I smiled as my cock bottomed out all the way into her. She was going to be sore for the next few days, but that wasn't my problem. I held it all the way in her for a few minutes, both allowing her to get used to something this large, that deep and I was also relishing the feeling of power it gave me. There was just something so wicked about having your cock balls-deep into a woman's tightest orifice.

  I felt my cock jump and I knew it wanted to unload soon. It didn't care where, but I did. I wanted to fill her womb with my dominant man seed. Slowly, I began to pull back. I heard her soft whimpers and went as slow as I could. As soon as my cock was nearly all the way out, she thrust her ass back and devoured my manhood. This girl needed a man - bad.

  In and out I went as I could feel the pressure building in my cock. If it wasn't for my over-eager little general, I could fuck this hot bird all day. With a heavy heart (and balls) I pulled my monster out and quickly grabbed a moist towelette, wiping it down before shoving it hard into her sopping pussy. It was so wet that I had trouble finding the entrance.

  "Give it to me!" she cried. "Give me a baby!"

  Oh God, there was nothing on earth I wanted to do more then plant a baby in her womb. Just the thought was nearly enough to make me spill my seed right then and there at her entrance.

  I don't think I had ever plowed my cock into a pussy this hot and wet. And I probably never would again.

  I pulled her lithe, supple body to mine and crushed her to my chest. If she wanted a baby, I was going to give it to her. Who was I to deny a woman in need?

  My cock slid deep into her clenching cave. I still couldn't believe how turned-on she was and my cock was more than eager to let this be his final resting place. Time slowed down as I fucked her cunt raw. I pounded in and out of her youthful, fertile pussy, trying to get as much pleasure out of this ride before my peter petered out.

  Her lips found mine and our tongues intertwined like dueling swordsmen as she lifted her legs high into the air so that I could sink further into her unprotected pussy.

  "Fuck me like you've always fantasized!" she gently wrapped her sinewy legs around my waist as her hands explored my rock-hard chest.

  I grabbed her small, delicate hands and kissed them as she giggled.

  "What's this?" I asked, touching a ring on her finger.

  "That's my boyfriend's promise ring," she whispered. "A promise he broke," she amended and quickly pulled it off, tossing it on the coffee table. "There," she looked up at me and smiled, "no more promises."

  "I can agree to that," I agreed jubilantly as I pounded in and out of her, my cock ready to explode inside of her at any moment.

  "Cum in me," she whispered huskily in my ear. "I want to feel shot after shot of your potent man-sperm flooding my fertile, unprotected womb. I want to wake up tomorrow carrying your baby."

  With those words spoken from her lips, I knew that there was no way I was going to be able to hold out any longer. My cock had been waiting twenty-four hours for this and I knew I was going to be dumping a massive load into her.

  "Are you ready?" I asked as I pushed my cock all the way to her cervix and held it against her, pinning her small, sexy body to the couch.

  "Yes," she said, nodding, "pump me full of your cream. I want your baby!" She grabbed my neck and pulled me to her, using her legs to pull me deeper into her.

  My cock penetrated her tight cervix as she coaxed the scalding cum from my throbbing shaft. I felt my body tense and sweat drip onto her face as my shaft expanded. I held back as long as I could, knowing that my penetrating cum was going to slip right past her defenses.

  Hot, scalding cum erupted from the tip of my cock, sending jets of ropey cum deep into her cervix, straight to her fertile womb. She cried out as my cock stiffened and squirted its seed, blasting her ovulating pussy over and over until my balls were completely empty.

  "Oh yes!" she squealed as I collapsed on top of her, too tired to even move. "I'm pregnant!" she peppered my face with sweet kisses as my cock jerked one last time in her cervix before it started to shrivel.

  After a short nap, we were at at again. That weekend, I fucked her in every room of the house. We mated in every imaginable position (and even some unimaginable ones) until she was so sore that she could barely move.

  A couple months later, I heard her shout from the bathroom. I went to see what the commotion was and was nearly bowled over when she jumped into my arms.

  "I'm pregnant!" she whispered in my ear. "I'm pregnant with your baby!"

  We celebrated this announcement by fucking like rabbits.

  Knocking up the Librarian

  Nikita Storm

  My God, I couldn't believe how absolutely beautiful she was. The new Librarian, Donna - her name-tag read - was an older MILF and boy was she hot! Every inch of her tall, curvaceous body was charged with sexual heat and desire. Or maybe that was just me. Her large, ponderous breasts and wide, fertile hips drove me absolutely wild with desire every time I saw her. Which, as a college student, was as often as I possibly could.

  I always sat in the same corner where I could peer over my laptop and just stare at her gorgeous, tanned face. S
ometimes her blue eyes would catch mine and she'd smile at me. That would send my heart beating so fast I thought I would die. Inevitably, I'd have to relieve myself sexually in the restroom or be driven crazy.

  Donna knew me by name, but I was far too shy to strike up any kind of meaningful conversation with her. I mean, I was just a poor college student just trying to squeak by and she was an older - probably late thirties, if I had to guess - wife and mother. There was nothing I had that could possibly interest her. Absolutely nothing.

  Days and weeks passed with us exchanging glances across the library. Nothing was said, but I swear that the more often she saw me, the more her smile brightened. She was the epitome of sexiness. Long, brown hair, blue eyes, a nice rack - you know, the whole deal. And she always wore a miniskirt that showed off her long, slender legs.

  "Hello, Johnny," I heard her whisper in my ear from behind one day. "Whatcha writing?"

  Oh my God, I couldn't believe it! I had just finished my college work and had started on my...ahem...personal story. It wasn't anything special - really. It was just a fantasy that I was banging out - no pun intended - about her and I.

  "Oh, I uh..." I quickly closed out of the story and brought up my schoolwork. "I was just finishing up my essay."

  "Really?" she whispered softly in my ear, tickling it and causing my cock to grow rock hard. "That's not what I saw. Unless you're doing an essay on my body."

  I gulped hard and said nothing. There was nothing I could say. I'd been caught with my hand in the cookie jar.

  "Would you like to?" she purred.

  "Like to what?" I squeaked and closed the lid of my laptop.

  "Do an essay on my body?" Her tongue flicked out onto my ear.

  "I have to get to class now!" I said as I grabbed my laptop, stuffed it into my backpack and raced out of the library, my heart pounding wickedly in my chest. I pedaled my bike as fast as I could back to my apartment.

  Shit! I thought as I sat down on my couch. Talk about a missed opportunity!

  Fuck, fuck, fuck! I stamped around the living-room for the next half-hour, kicking myself in the balls for my cock-up. Johnny boy! She was coming on to you. She wanted you. Why? Who the fuck cares why. If you hadn't been such a dumb-ass, you could've had her in bed by now. At the same time my hot-pocket dinged in the microwave, a bell went off in my head.

  It's not too late! I quickly scarfed down the food without tasting it, jumped in the shower and readied myself for my date. Hopefully I didn't scare her away. I knew what time she got off every night as that was when I usually left the library. I looked at my watch. Good, just enough time to get there before she leaves.

  *****

  "Johnny!" Donna beamed when she left the building and saw me standing there. "I thought you had class or something?" She was smiling mischievously and I knew that it was still on.

  "Well, uh..." I looked down at the leaves on the ground - don't fuck up now John-boy. "I thought you might like some company."

  She shrugged. "Sure, I was just going to stop off and get some fast food. The hubby's away on business and the kids are at a sleepover and I really don't feel like cooking. You're welcome to join me." Her voice lowered and became husky, "I get awfully lonely when Tom's not around."

  "Your husband?" I inquired, walking her to her truck. I threw my bike in the back and slid in the passenger seat. I was as fucking nervous as a cat. Was I really going home with my fantasy lover? Really?

  She nodded. "Whenever he goes away on a business trip I get so incredibly..." She blushed, but finished anyway. "Horny." She turned to me and we both laughed. "That didn't sound right, did it?"

  "No, I think it sounded just fine." Well, at least my cock did.

  "So, tell me a little bit about yourself, Johnny," she applied some make-up, then cranked the engine to life and backed out of the parking space.

  I shrugged. "What's there to tell? I'm just your average college student trying to get ahead in the world."

  "Major?"

  "Creative writing," I said, remembering back to the scene earlier today.

  She paused for a moment as she pulled out of the parking lot. "I read some of what you wrote, today, Johnny. Was that part of your assignment?" Her eyes locked onto mine and I nearly had a heart attack. If I hadn't been locked inside a fast-moving vehicle I probably would've taken off again.

  "No ma'am," I gulped.

  "You don't have to call me ma'am. Donna's fine." She paused for a few moments before turning into the fast-food drive thru. "That sure was some creative writing you had there, Johnny."

  Oh God, she was pressing. I didn't really know how to answer her, but my dick was as hard as steel. "Yeah, it was," I admitted.

  "Do you write naughty stories like that about all the girls you come across? Or just me." The drive-thru lady was waiting to take her order, but she was staring straight at me with her hungry blue eyes.

  "I...uh...I..." I stammered.

  "That's okay, Johnny, we'll talk about this some more later." She ordered her food and we drove to her house in silence.

  I really don't know what I was expecting when we drove up to her house. It was a very nice, middle-class home and all that, but inside it looked like a fucking palace. Or, maybe I was just used to the cramped quarters of my tiny apartment. I couldn't imagine how much something like this would go for.

  "Have a seat, Johnny. I'm just going to make myself a bit more...comfortable."

  I sat down on her plush sofa as my heart hammered in my chest. What on earth was I doing in this hot MILF's home? Was I crazy? Maybe I was just setting myself up for a huge crash.

  Or...my thoughts trailed off as I saw her come back into the room a completely different woman. She was wearing a tiny tank-top that hid exactly nothing, ripped jean-shorts and sandals. I stared at her breathlessly as she sat down next to me.

  "Does this give you any inspiration for your next story about me?" She giggled.

  I looked up into her eyes and saw a sexy playfulness that I'd never seen from her - or anyone - before.

  "You wrote some really naughty things about me, Johnny..." she smiled as she took my hand in hers. "I think it's time you tell me exactly how you feel."

  I stared at her with slack jaws and wide eyes. I thought she was beautiful before, but my God, she'd became a creature of pure fantasy now. With her knotted-up tank-top, I could see half her fucking breasts as they peeked over the top of her shirt. I could see enough of them to know that they weren't fake - they were real.

  "I know it can be hard to talk about your feelings sometimes..." she rubbed her soft hands on mine, moving up my arms. "But I think before we go any further, you should tell me exactly what you want to do to me."

  Was this real? Was I really having this conversation with the library MILF? The safety of the library seemed far away at the moment.

  She leaned closer to me, her lips inches from mine. "Do you want to kiss me?" I could feel her warm breath on my face and I swear I could smell her sexual heat coming from her mouth. I closed my eyes, gulped and nodded. Then I felt the most exquisite sensation I could ever hope to feel. Her soft, sensual lips brushed slightly against mine.

  "I do, too," she moaned softly as she pressed her ruby-red painted lips into my mouth. I'd never kissed a girl before and wasn't quite sure how to react. But then I felt her arms wrap around me as she pulled me to her bosom and held me close to her body. That was when I had my very first kiss.

  Kissing her was like letting a trapped tiger out of its cage. Within moments her hands were all over me and my shirt was quickly lifted up, revealing my muscle-bound chest. I guess all those crunches and workouts I did finally paid off. Her cool fingers rubbed across every inch of my body.

  "Do you fantasize about my breasts?" she whispered huskily into my ear as she snaked her tongue downward into my canal.

  "Yes!" I groaned as chills raced through my body.

  "Do you know how many times I caught you staring at me?"

  I shook my
head.

  "Every time I caught you, I envisioned you seeing through my blouse and ogling my breasts. Did you know that?" She kissed the side of my neck and worked her way down to my chest.

  "No," I admitted. So this hadn't been a one-sided lust.

  "Yeah," she moaned as she gently sucked on my nipple. "I'd watch you when you weren't watching me and I'd sit there and get wet."

  "Really?" I said as she squeezed my muscles, playing with them.

  "Yeah, my husband thinks that I was fantasizing about him. But really I was thinking about you." She kissed me hot on the mouth again before pulling away. "You have no idea how wet I get for you."

  Hearing her talk about herself like this had made me so fucking horny that I couldn't think straight. However, I didn't know what to do about it. She sensed this and gently guided my hand to the knot in her shirt.

  "It got to the point that I'd picture I was fucking you instead of my husband."

  I fumbled with the knot in her shirt, but soon her large mammaries tumbled into view. "Holy shit!" I said upon seeing how big they really were. "Where were you hiding these?" I needed no prompting to begin caressing them. They were so soft and light - it was like I was stroking a pillow.

  "Go gentle..." she threw back her head and moaned. "I'm fertile."

  It took me a few minutes to register what she had just said. "You're what?" I leaned down and pressed my face into her soft pillows. I could lie here all day!

  "Yeah, it's a shame. My husband left right as I began ovulating. We were going to try for one last baby before I get too old." She sniffled and got a far away look in her eyes. I brought her back to the here and now when my greedily lips stumbled upon her fat, sensitive nipple.

  "It's..." I struggled with the words. "It's not too late."