Kyoko Gets Knocked Up

You get home from work, feeling a certain laziness, your arm gently wrapped around Reiko from one side, Sumiko from the other. Reiko gave you quite the enthusiastic blowjob on your trip home, and you fucked Sumiko during your lunch break, using your physically strong bodyguard as a table to keep your food stable on - she's gotten pretty damn good at that. You give both of them quick kisses on the cheeks as Setsuko closes the door behind you. Naohiro, ten years old, glomps onto you, and you give your firstborn a pat on the head. "How's it going, little guy?" You ask him, with a warm smile.

"Great, Papa," he tells you. "Can I get a ride?"

You heft him up in your hands, carrying him into the living room with you, setting him down on the couch next to you. You know what he wants - for you to watch television with him. Several of your other children are already present in the living room, seated on one of the array of love seats and couches, and Noriko's firstborn is way, way too close to the TV. "Masahiko, not so close to the TV," you tell him, and he turns to look at you, then crawls closer before sitting down in between your legs. You give his head a pat, ready to settle in - then you see Kyoko enter the living room.

She's dressed in just a set of skimpy lingerie, striding right over to you with confidence, a cocky little smirk on her lips as she sits down on your lap. The kids spare her only a passing glance - plenty of your wives dress skimpy, and women here dress more skimpily anyway. She settles in against you, her bare back brushing against your chest, her head hanging back, blonde hair brushing against your bare skin, your neck. Her breath faintly tickles your neck as she tilts her head to one side. She rubs her butt against your cock, grinding against you, daring you, teasing you. She leans up to nibble at your earlobe.

Her voice is a soft whisper as she leans up into you, her breath tickling your ear. "I'm off my birth control," she tells you. "I'm in good with the company, I can take a year off for the kid," she notes, grinding and rubbing her butt against your groin. Your cock - already hard from having your beautiful wife in your lap - strains against your pants, and you easily grab her, hefting her up off your lap.

"Let's go," you tell her, but she's already grabbing you by the wrist and dragging you alongside her, heading right for your bedroom and closing and locking the door behind her. For a moment, she presses her back against it, a playful smile on her lips, as if daring you to do something - and you lean forward, clasping her cheek and pulling her into a tight kiss. She moans gently into your mouth, the fact that the local women's mouths are erogenous zones making it easy to wiggle your tongue here and there.

Her hands roam across your body, feeling you up greedily, then making their way to your chest, popping button after button as her tongue rubs against yours. Your hands squeeze her ass cheeks, holding her tighter against you as she starts to peel away your shirt, letting her hands roam your increasingly bare chest; you wiggle your way out of it a few seconds later, rendering you topless in front of her, and she just continues to rub her fingertips all over you, sliding down towards your groin. Once she finds your very erect cock, though, that same old teasing spirit of hers comes into play - she softly runs a single fingertip along the length, then makes an idle, sweeping movement under the cockhead, making your dick twitch faintly.

You don't mind, though. Your own hands run along her body, sliding around and around, groping her ass, her breasts, teasing her sex through her panties, her buttery scent beginning to fill the air the longer you keep up the kiss, the caress, the press of body against body.

She pushes you, then, keeping up the kiss as she forces you towards your bed, sending you toppling onto your back a moment later. She only breaks off the kiss then, sliding her hand down to your cock once more, her hand just squeezing it through your pants as she leers down at you. That teasing smirk on her lips is so damn sexy, and you let her enjoy herself, let her play with you like that. After all, she's finally agreed to have your child - least you can do is let her enjoy herself a little.

"Look at this thing," she breathes out, her cheeks flush, her expression husky as she teases your dick. "It's so hard, all for me. Are you gonna cream your pants, Nanashi?" She teases, her whole body seeming to faintly undulate as she strokes you off. "Are you going to come right in your underwear from me doing this? Do you maybe want me to pull down your pants? You've got to tell me these things, Nanashi. I want to hear you say them."

"Yes, I want you to take off my pants." You'd think that years of marriage would have sufficed for her to get over her constant demands that you explain how much you want her, but no - she still demands things like that from you. "I want you to jerk me off, play with me, fuck me, let me come inside you. I want to knock you up."

"There, was that so hard?" She teases, popping the button on your pants and peeling them - and your underwear - down. "Hmm, though..." she says, stroking your hard cock, thumb brushing against the very tip, smearing precum across it. She pops her hand back, sucking her thumb for just a moment before speaking again. "Which do you want more? Do you want to fuck me, or knock me up, Nanashi?"

You're sure this is some damn teasing question too, but you answer honestly anyway. "Knock you up. I want to make you a mother," you tell her.

"Sidle up on the bed," she says, smiling, and you wiggle your way to rest your head on the pillows. "Get nice and comfy, because moving will be forbidden from here on out," she adds, and you do your best to make sure your position is comfortable. She just watches, staring down at you, eyes trailing across your naked body; as she catches you looking her way, she idly tilts her body, twisting in just such a way as to briefly show off the profile of both her bust and butt.

Then she starts to strip herself. It's a simple thing to unhook the clasp on her bra - it's in the front, you notice, which means you probably could have popped it easily if you'd been paying more attention - but she plays it slow, holding the left cup, the one nearer to you, still against her breast, slowly peeling the other around. You let her enjoy you staring at her tits as she teases you, and finally pulls the bra the whole way off - at which point she immediately tilts herself just far enough to the side that you can't see her nipples any more.

At that point, her thumbs hook into either side of her panties, pulling on them, leaning forward... but not actually pulling them down. "Hmm... do I really need to be naked for this?" She ponders, tilting her head over to look at you, her gaze naturally drawn to your throbbing, twitching cock. "What do you think, Nanashi? Would you rather I be naked or not?"

"Naked," you tell her, and she dutifully peels her panties the rest of the way down, kicking them off a second later.

Her movements onto the bed are lazy, slow; she languidly crawls towards you, her breasts hanging low, her eyes focused on your features as she approaches. She's clearly taking her time, exaggerating her every move, and you're rock hard as she gets ever closer, inching towards your dick. Her hand strokes it for a moment as she gets close enough, and she leans down to kiss it, her golden eyes looking up at you as if to ask, Hmm, is this really okay? Maybe you want more? Her tongue flicks out, teasingly brushing against your slit, and you decide to give her what you want.

"Please," you tell her. "I want to knock you up." She grins at that, crawling the rest of the way forward, softly kissing your lips as she shifts her body to tease her pussy at your cock. Your length brushes against her slit, the top of it getting dipped in her buttery flavor, but you're not actually inside her, merely rubbing against those lovely lower lips of hers. Her kiss gets hungrier, her butt sliding back and forth, more and more enthusiastically, just rubbing you, teasing you, as she keeps up the kiss. She breaks it off with a soft pant, her hand reaching down for your dick, and for a moment you think she's going to put it in - but she doesn't.

Rather, she starts to stroke it, shifting her weight and body so that the very tip of your cock is teasing at her. She stretches up at that point, straddling you as your cockhead lodges itself inside her, your length getting slowly dripped and drooled on by her wet sex. "Stay still, Nanashi," she tells you, grinning at you, delighting in her power over you. "If you don't, I'll have to get off your cock and you won't get to make a baby with me. That's what you want, isn't it?" You nod rapidly. Her fingers trail up and down the length of your cock, her eyes gleaming with sadistic delight as she slowly jerks you off like that.

It's a methodical, languid movement, something that's more teasing than sincere. Even if her goal is just to jerk you off into her pussy, to get pregnant without proper sex - this won't do it. Reiko sucks like a pro, and she was just doing it on your way home... actually, that might make her more inclined to do something. "Faster," you say, at last, almost a hoarse whisper. "I already came in Reiko's throat on the way home, this isn't enough."

For just a moment, Kyoko wears a mildly annoyed expression, then grins. "What if we brought Reiko in here? We could use her 'cocksleeve throat,' as she calls it, to get you ready to go, then you could come inside me. What about that?" It's hard to tell what she quite wants you to say - you just go with your best guess.

"No, I want you," you tell her, and she smiles. "Please, jerk me off faster in your pussy, Kyoko. I want to come inside you and knock you up."

As if those were the magic words she needed to hear to actually do something, she starts to frantically jerk your cock off, pumping her fingers up and down your length. "Oh, if that's what you want, I can do that," she says, smiling wickedly. "All you have to do is say things like that, Nanashi. Come on, then. Come inside my pussy. Make me a mommy." She's faintly panting as she speaks, her cheeks a light pink, her nipples perky. It's clearly a deeply arousing scenario to her, making her wiggle and twitch, threatening to come - but when your hand starts to slide up her thigh, ready to tease her clit, she slaps it away. "I'm taking care of this, Nanashi. You just lie there and enjoy yourself."

You let your hand fall away, enjoying those slender fingers of hers as she frantically jacks you off. Her whole body faintly vibratesfrom the repetitive motion, making her breasts jiggle delightfully. With how fast she's jerking you off, it only takes a couple minutes for you to feel an orgasm approaching - you're definitely not trying to hold back. "I'm going to come," you tell her.

"Where do you want to come?" She asks, slowing her hand down, teasing you again, running her fingertips around the very tip of your cock, teasing the crown with her thumb as her pussy remains just an inch or so away. "There could be all kinds of consequences, if you come in the wrong place..."

"In your pussy," you growl out. She grins at that, and you keep going. "I want to come in your pussy, Kyoko. Let me knock you up. Let me make you a mom." She starts to jerk you off properly again, her lower lips kissing your dick again. You just groan, closing your eyes, and finally achieve release inside her, panting as you start to come and come. She wraps her pussy around your cockhead, but the rest of your dick is given only the light splattering of her inner juices dribbling down your length.

Her own heightened arousal, combined with the fact that you've bonded, is enough to send her into a sympathetic orgasm, her body spasming in place. You just watch, not wanting to go so far as to grab her and pump her on your dick - this is the kind of sex she wanted to have, with her inner walls intermittently squeezing down on the very tip of your cock, clamping and releasing repeatedly to try to earn that little bit of extra cum. With how relatively shallow your penetration is, she starts dripping cum out the moment that she stops coming, moving back in a tumbling, twisting movement to try to prevent your cum from just dribbling out and staining her thighs rather than actually knocking her up.

That means she's lying on her back, legs somewhat elevated, back slightly arched so her butt is just an inch or so above the bed. Then she talks, a lazy, seductive note to her voice. "Was it good for you, Nanashi?" She asks.

You know what she wants. For you to beg for more. As you clamber up, you're tempted to do so - but seeing her like that, naked and sweaty, lying on her back in that particularly awkward position, well... you decide to deny her that, just this once. You gave her the most ridiculous version of her teasing bitch routine, now you're going to turn the tables.

You grab her by the hips, making her jerk in surprise as you twist her around, rolling her over so her tits press into the bed, then yanking her up by the hips so her ass is presented to you. "Nanashi, come on," she says, but that's as far as she gets before you stuff your cock into her, just immediately beginning to pound away. She drags herself up, balancing on her hands. "Fucking, come on, Nanashi," she sputters out, but you're not gentle - you're ramming away, and she was already aroused enough that it only takes a few short thrusts for her to come, losing her balance in the process.

Your hands slide up from her hips to her breasts, squeezing the petite, lovely, perky things. She just moans in response, too lost in the throes of orgasm to do anything but happily submit as you pound away. You lean forward over her, nibbling on her ear a bit. She looks cute like this, flushed cheeks, expression a mixture of annoyance and pleasure, her eyes glaring up at you as she just twitches in ecstasy. Her juices squirt and dribble on both your pelvises and legs, as you keep rutting away at your wife. "I'm sorry, Kyoko," you tell her, giving her neck a quick lick as she comes down from her orgasmic high. "I'm just too excited to make you a mother, I can't control myself."

"Yeah, well, maybe, you should," she pants out, each thrust serving to emphasize her words. You decide to put the extra effort in, sliding your hand down her stomach to her clit, gently pinching it between your thumb and index finger - and she instantly comes at that point, squirting even more juices on the bed as her eyes briefly roll up.

Her pussy is going positively wild on your dick. The way her intense, rapid-fire pleasure is at odds with her apparent annoyance at you deciding to put her in a submissive position, is just even sexier. "You want me to come in you lots, don't you?" You prompt, as you fuck her. "Lots and lots. The best way to do that is to let me just fuck you like this. I want it so bad. I want you to be a mother," you tell her, as she claws at the bed beneath you. "Just let me be the boss, just take my cock," you tell her.

Her arms wobble as she struggles to push herself back up, onto her hands and knees - you respond by upping your pace inside her, pinching her clit, and bringing your free hand down on her ass in a sharp spank. Some combination of those features makes her spill forward again, coming hard on your cock, her pussy squeezing, milking, spraying, her arms splaying out awkwardly beneath her again. "You, fuck, Nanashi," she grunts out.

"That's what I'm doing, fucking you," you tell her, though you're pretty sure that's not what she meant. "I did what you wanted, now you can do what I want, how about that as an argument, Kyoko? You're not going to wiggle your way up, and you are the one who locked the door, so nobody's going to interrupt us. Better to just enjoy yourself, my hot blonde bitch," you tell her, nibbling on her neck hungrily as you rut inside her. "You're mine, Kyoko. You've been mine for years."

"All those, other, girls," she pants out, "have taught you bad, fucking, habits."

You let out a soft chuckle. "Yeah, probably," you tell her, giving her clit just the tiniest little pinch - and she promptly comes her brains out, spasming on your dick as her whole body twitches. Hot gasps escape her throat, splatters of saliva dribbling across the bed in the process. "I'm so happy that I can finally make you a mother," you tell her, dragging your tongue slowly along her neck, then meeting her lips in a kiss. She reciprocates it, her own tongue angrily stabbing into your mouth, trying to tease your palate and gums as you play with her tongue right back, rubbing it, teasing it. She just pants into your mouth, a quiet show of the pleasure of your hand on her clit and your cock in her cunt.

Your hand gropes her tit again, squeezing down hard on the supple flesh, and she comes, moaning into your mouth as she squirts all over the bed, her thick, buttery scent filling your nostrils as you take her like that. You break off the kiss again, now shifting yourself so you can just rub noses against hers as you rut inside her like a wild animal. "Once you're pregnant, I'm going to show you off," you tell her, one hand brushing slowly along her taut stomach. "I'm going to take you out with me, let everybody see that you're pregnant with my kid. I want everybody to know that I knocked up a hot bitch like you."

She squirms faintly beneath you, her fingers clawing at the bed again, maybe trying to recover. Hot breaths tickle your cheek as she starts to struggle - but you cut the proverbial cords when your hands reach for her breasts, squeezing both of them simultaneously, sending her into an ecstatic, gasping, twitching orgasm. You actually decide to shift your body by that point, holding her up by her tits as you let her sweat-slick back plaster itself against your chest. The new angle means that you're fucking up into her, rather than forward and back, and by the way she unrepentantly sprays her juices out onto the bed, she seems to like it quite a bit, flush cheeks a vivid red.

"You know, if it turns out you like being pregnant, you can quit your job," you tell her, voice a whisper in her ear. "I can keep you pregnant non-stop for the next ten or twenty years - and you'll have plenty to do." Something about making proud Kyoko become a constantly-pregnant mother is particularly enticing. You decide to play into her pride. "I wouldn't make this offer to Reiko," you tell her.

She squirms on your cock, her whole body undulating in place, wiggling about frenetically. Not trying to escape, but trying to intensify the fucking - you decide to help her along, starting to just pound away, rutting inside her tight pussy with a desperate energy all your own. Her cunt squeezes, milks, molests your dick, and you just groan in pleasure as you finally start to unload inside her for a second time, your new, fresh load joining your first as your two bodies plaster still tighter against one another. She experiences another intense sympathetic orgasm, spraying her juices all over the bed as your cum splatters across her insides. "Knock, me, up," she manages to get out, through the haze of pleasure.

"I, definitely, will," you grunt out in response, and when you're both finished coming, you let her tumble back into the bed. She hits it and bounces - she doesn't even bother to get her hands in front of her face, the mattress squeaking as it levels back out.

Obviously, you're not done with her. All the more because she seems to have forgotten her attempts to struggle against you, letting you just go to town on her, drinking in that lovely tight ass of hers as it jiggles just the tiniest bit from each thrust of your cock inside her. Her sleek, lovely, unblemished skin is now sticky with sweat, starting to heat up and turn increasingly pink from her arousal, flush with desire for you and your cock.

She seemed to like it earlier, so you go into fantasy, imagining what it'll be like once she's pregnant with your kid for the first time. "You might have twins, or even triplets," you point out. "You'd get obscenely big in the belly, my gorgeous, sexy, hot wife. Pregnant and lactating." You can feel her cunt tighten at that point. "You like that thought? The idea of being pregnant? You'll be getting to experience the reality soon enough," you tell her. Your hands dig into that sculpted ass of hers, and she promptly comes, hard, on your cock, her inner walls milking your dick once more - you just ram yourself balls deep inside her and ride out the wave, letting all that pleasure and ecstasy run over you.

Her hair's a mess by this point, long blonde locks darkened with sweat. They smear across her face, half-occluding her profile from you as she takes it all, cheek against the mattress; you gently peel said locks back, though you definitely like watching as they stick to her back, as they resist your attempts to move and control them. There's a temptation, bone deep, to grab a tangle of her hair and yank her up by it, but you resist, instead just intensifying your pace in her pussy.

"If you want to be pregnant, you just have to ask," you tease her, twisting her own words, her own style, back on her. "And once you are pregnant, well - we'll be able to do whatever kind of sex you want. After all, I won't be able to knock you up again until you have the baby." Your fingers trail across her stomach. "But once you do have the baby... we could do it again. Give you two. Three. Four. Five." As you count out the numbers, you can hear her breath hitch, feel as her pussy squeezes - oh, she really seems to like the thought of having lots and lots of kids with you. "Yeah. That's right, Kyoko. You'll be able to just come your brains out on my cock, have so many babies with me that you won't know what to do with them all. And if you really, really don't want to take care of the kids? You can just foist them off on Reiko."

Her orgasm at those words is particularly hard, her cunt gripping your dick tight. Even though it's been almost a decade since high school, Kyoko still is nursing the last vestiges of a grudge against Reiko, and it makes for some fun sexy times like this, encouraging, enabling it. Reiko doesn't really have it in her to fight about it, so you're not to worried about any actual fighting, but fuck does Kyoko's pussy get tight when you mention her pulling one over on Reiko.

Your speed inside her intensifies, and you say every single thing that comes to mind about a pregnant Kyoko. She's so warmed up, so intensely aroused, that by this point nothing you could possibly say would ruin things. Her lips are slightly parted, a bit of saliva slipping out, and her eyes are rolled up in pleasure, even when she's not coming. Each addition thrust, each thump of your hips against hers, not only makes the bed squeak, not only makes her butt go that little bit forward before pulling back - it also makes her let out cute little noises of pleasure. They're quieter than a mouse's squeak, more like a soft whine than anything you'd traditionally associate with pleasure, but- they are deeply, deeply appealing to you anyway.

"I really can't wait to see you pregnant," you tell her, leaning forward, nibbling on her earlobe as she just takes it. "Your tits that little bit bigger... your big pregnant belly... knowing that I made you, a hot blonde bitch, have my kid. That you came and asked for it, even... it's a point of pride." She squirms faintly on your dick, pussy intermittently squeezing. Her lips move, trying to make some coherent noise, but instead of talking, she comes, spasming on your dick as her eyes roll all the way back in her head and a lewd moan escapes her throat.

You come inside her for the third time at that, entirely bottoming out in her incredibly willing and eager pussy. You take a long moment, just holding yourself down, enjoying the scent of her buttery juices as they pool between her legs, some dribbles of your cum having joined them. She just quietly wriggles on your dick like that - then you promptly begin pounding away again, her pussy spasming around your dick as you grope her ass cheeks and ride her like a maniac.

She orgasms over and over again, her juices coming out in such copious quantities that some of them start to pool near where her face is mashed against the mattress. It's the hardest you've ever fucked her, the hardest she's ever come, and that knowledge pushes you still further, driving you to draw on every bit of the superhuman endurance that your cock is giving your hot, sexy, soon-to-be-pregnant wife. Some part of you absently recalls impregnating Setsuko, the way you threw everything you had at knocking her up, and it prompts you to accelerate still further inside her, becoming more attentive in your fondling, more thorough in your gropes.

You come inside her, over and over. You tell her all kinds of sweet nothings about how sexy she'll look with your baby, how hot it'll be to have her pregnant. You fantasize about impregnating her, about all the wild and increasingly unlikely scenarios that would let her get knocked up over and over. Apparently the tease has a certain impregnation fetish all her own, because her pussy gets that little bit slicker and tighter when you suggest those scenarios.

In the end, you orgasm twenty-six times in her pussy, and then pull her fucked-stupid form into a cuddle with you, letting her drool on your bare chest as her tits mash into your side and her eyes hazily roll around, occasionally glancing down at your dick - maybe even thinking of asking for round two, or to suck your dick - before eventually fluttering shut and passing on into slumber.

* * *

"Hey, Dad," Kyoko says, giving her father a small wave as the two of you stand on her family's doorstep.

"Hey, kiddo," her father says, big arms wrapping around his daughter and easily hefting her up into the air. She blushes at that, but lets him, even though she's still sore from your intense babymaking sex of a couple days ago. "Nice to see you around, see the fella isn't keeping you locked up in a cage." He lets her down, then claps her on the shoulder, giving you a glance out of the corner of his eye. "Nanashi. Well, come on in, wife's making dinner," he says, and the two of you follow him inside.

He's still less than enthused about the fact that his daughter's husband is a polygamist, but hey. You're enthused by it. You give Kyoko's butt a quick squeeze, making her give you a sultry look but still peel your hand away, as you step inside.

Kyoko plops down at the dining room table, and you and her father soon sit down as well. "I guess there's no real reason to draw it out," Kyoko says. "Mom?" She twists her head to see around the corner to the kitchen. "You hear me okay?"

"Hmm? Yes, honey," her mother replies. "Almost done, just a couple more minutes."

"Well - keep working, but, I'm pregnant," she says, reaching over for your hand and giving it a squeeze.

"Finally," her father says, making her give an exaggerated scowl and almost teenage roll of the eyes - ironic, since she's twenty-six.

"Your father is just happy for you," her mother calls out from the kitchen. "Just like me!" She adds.

"I am happy that I will get to have grandkids some time this century," her father replies. Kyoko just smiles. "Seriously, good for you two," he adds.

The dinner is significantly more amicable than your past ones - you guess a big part of what had her dad mildly annoyed at you was that you were knocking up all these other women but not Kyoko. That's completely unfair, since you totally would have, but Kyoko wanted to wait until her career was all stitched up.