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"You are really very good at this aren't you Louise," I said mockingly. Her cunt was very wet under my probing fingers and she was beginning to pant again more deeply. I slipped a third finger inside the panting sweating girl and I began to finger-fuck her wet cunt rather harder as she wanked me. Peter came in and stood dumbstruck just inside the door as he watched me playing with his wife. I looked across at him as Louise continued wanking me, too afraid to pause. "You are a very lucky man Peter," I said with a smile, "your wife really knows how to wank a man properly. She must have had plenty of practice, probably before she met you." They both gasped and Louise's face flamed. "I've only ever been with Peter," she said again. I laughed with derision. "You are so good at this," I said, nodding down at her little hand as it rhythmically stroked and excited my thick shaft, "that you can't tell me that you have never wanked anyone else." She would not meet my eyes. "Well, Louise?" I persisted. "I used to do this with my first boy-friend," she said very quietly, "he used to make me do it to him all the time." I heard Peter gasp loudly. Clearly this was news to him! I laughed and pointed at the chair. "Just sit down like a good girl while I fuck your wife". I said. Peter looked at me with hate and fear in his eyes and sat down on nerveless legs which almost seemed to collapse under him. I grinned at him and I turned to concentrate on his wife. I lay on my side on one elbow with my fingers hard up the pretty young blonde who looked at me hesitantly as she wanked my stiff shaft. The stimulation of her expert attention had caused precum to ooze from my prick and I watched with pleasure as it moistened the curled fingers of her little hand, shining softly in the subdued lighting.. I could see that she was trying to say something and after a few tries it came out. "You can't make love to me like this," she said in a whisper, ""you just can't. I am not on the Pill. I don't want to get pregnant." I just laughed. "Please," she begged, "if you are going to make love to me against my will, please use something, please, please don't make me pregnant." I laughed again and brushed her clitoris more firmly. Her hips twitched convulsively and she gasped again.. "Firstly, I am not going to make love to you, I am going to fuck you," I said, "and secondly I never use anything. I love making young wives pregnant. Don't worry Louise, it may not happen. It may be your lucky night." "Oh God!" she whispered not meeting my eyes, "you have to use something. I am in my most fertile period now." I laughed again. "Bad luck then, Louise," I commiserated, "it probably won't be your lucky night after all!" A tear rolled down her cheek as she sobbed with anguish. I smiled across at her husband who glared back at me. I drew his sexy young wife towards me slipping my arm around her and, looking into her wide eyes lowered my lips to hers. I did not press at first just content to explore her soft lips but then I began to explore her closed lips with the tip of my tongue becoming steadily more demanding until, despite herself, her eyes widened further and her lips parted under mine. I took possession of her soft mouth and began to kiss her deeply, exploring her slowly and completely as her tongue writhed against mine. As I kissed her I slipped my left arm on which I had been propped up round her back pulling her to me. I moved my left hand under her armpit on to her breast which I began to thoroughly feel through the thin fabric of her nightdress. She gasped into my mouth with three fingers hard up her I continued my slow deep finger- fuck as I kissed her and felt her breast. Her hips began to twitch rhythmically against my fingers on the bed despite herself as her breathing became more ragged against my mouth. I took my hand from her cunt and, holding her firmly by the breast, grasped her thigh and turned her partly on her side so that she was facing me. I took her little wrist in my right hand and, as I was kissing her, moved it from my prick which was now as stiff as it ever had been. I lifted her thigh so that it was over mine giving me ready access to her and I slid my eight inch prick straight up her tight wet cunt. With a deep gasp she took the whole length of prick with no problem and I slowly began to fuck her while I kissed her deeply and worked on her hot little tongue. I looked across her body and I could see her husband sitting tensely watching us with fascinated horror but not daring to move. I knew that Louise was becoming very excited despite her anxiety. My earlier manipulation of her wet cunt had worked her up as evidenced by the rhythmical twitching of her hips. Indeed, she was beginning to pant more raggedly into my mouth and her hips began to move frantically as, despite herself, she tried to thrust her pubic bone into me so that she could push her cunt as deeply on to my prick as she could. She started making little wordless squeaks against my mouth in time with each thrust. I took my lips from hers and, looking into her eyes, moved her gently but firmly on to her back so that I was over her, supported on my arms, between her plump but firm thighs stuck hard up her. I bent forward and pressed my lips to hers again. This time her mouth opened under mine without hesitation and I began to fuck her more deeply. Her thighs instinctively wrapped around my back and she clasped me tightly. I felt her heels pressing into me and her nails beginning to claw my shoulders. Her breathing became shallower and faster and a blush started on her neck and spread to her chest. I took my mouth from hers and she threw her head back and began to gasp loudly. I moved my hands to her big firm breasts and began to squeeze them through the silk of her nightdress in time with my thrusts. I could feel her approaching orgasm as her fit young body writhed under me. I took my lips from hers and as I was fucking his wife deeply and hard I looked across to where Peter was sitting tensely watching. "Watch your wife Peter," I said. "I am going to make her come and with luck, give her a baby". As I said that Louise gave a shuddering gasp and became rigid as an orgasm swept through her sweaty excited body. I continued to fuck her deeper and harder as I looked into her staring eyes. I began to feel the pressure building in my balls and I gave a couple of hard final thrusts and came hard shooting jet after jet of potent cum into the young wife's unprotected fertile womb.
Breathing heavily, I lay with my stiff prick buried in Louise's hot wet cunt gently fondling her beautiful breasts while I watched her husband as he glared angrily but helplessly at me. The shocked young girl slowly began to get her breathing under control and when she had calmed down I kissed her gently to get her attention and, still stuck up her, said quietly so that they could both hear, "I have just deposited my cum in your womb Louise. If you are not pregnant after that it will be a miracle. I want you pregnant after tonight."
Louise lay in a state of shock under me sobbing quietly. I enjoyed the rhythmical reflex squeezing of her tight velvet soft cunt muscles as my softening prick was massaged by her sobbing. Unsuspectingly she was contributing to her own downfall by drawing the last drops of cum from my prick. I rolled off her and lay with my hands behind my head. "Go and have a shower," I said shortly, "and then come back to bed. Put on a clean nightdress but no panties. Peter, pour me some wine and then go and make some coffee." I knew that she would try to wash my cum from her cunt but I also knew that it was probably too late. She was going to be fucked again anyway before the night was over. I lay watching Peter as he poured my wine enjoying his discomfiture as he stood in his pretty feminine underwear serving a man he had just watched, but not dared to stop, fuck his wife in front of him. He was standing close by the side of the bed and the temptation was just too much. I reached out a hand and cupped his balls. He stiffened but didn't dare to move away. I smiled up at him as I felt his little balls, noting the immediate stiffening of his little boy's prick which I began to gently wank through the material of his panties. I made him stand there as I relaxed and recovered from my exertions with his young wife, and enjoyed casually playing with the reluctant straight young man. I could feel him becoming tense as I wanked him a little harder and he began to breathe more heavily. I smiled up at him and released his prick. He gave a sigh of relief. "Pass me my wine and then go and make the coffee," I ordered, taking the wine glass from his shaking hand and watching him carefully walking on his unaccustomed high heels as he crossed the bedroom to the door. As he left the bathroom door opened and Louise came in modestly wrapped in a towel. I grinned across at her. "A bit late for modesty, Louise darling," I laughed. She blushed and went to her dressing-table from where she took from a drawer a short nightdress in very pale pink. It was almost transparent. She slipped it over her head, shook out her hair and dropped the towel before turning to face me. I took my time looking her over and her blush deepened under my scrutiny, her cheeks matching the delicate colour of her flimsy nightdress. The nightdress was very short reaching only about an inch below the junction of her thighs. It had a low plunging neckline revealing her deep cleavage and was fitted very snugly to her breasts. There was no lace on the simple neckline and her prominent nipples and large pink areolae were very evident through the thin material. I ran my eyes from her head to her feet and she flushed slightly deeper. The hemline of the sexy nightie was trimmed with a little frill of lace and this was just thick enough to hide but revealing enough to provide tantalising flashes of her soft pubic fleece. I smiled at her. "Brush your hair, Louise, and then come back to bed." She bit her lip as she looked at me but went and sat at the dressing table and picked up her hair-brush. As she began to rhythmically brush her hair I watched her with pleasure. She kept glancing at me in the mirror and coloured as she saw my eyes on her. I like watching women in intimate moments such as this almost as much as fucking them, almost but not quite! I enjoyed the sight of the muscles moving under her soft flesh and the tightening and lifting of her full breast pressing against the delicate fabric of her nightdress as she raised her arms to her hair. Finally she was finished. She sighed and put the brush down on the dressing table and sat looking into the mirror. I just waited and, as I knew it would, the tension became too much for her. She glanced quickly at me in the mirror and saw my eyes on her. I smiled at her and patted the bed beside me. She stood and reluctantly came to the bed, first sitting and then lying beside me on her back, her hands at her sides, fists clenched and looking up at the ceiling. I could feel the tension in her body. I could smell the delicate perfume of her talc and I knew that I did not smell so sweet. Needless to say, this did not trouble me much! The door opened and Peter came in with a tray with a pot of coffee which he carried carefully over and put down on the bedside table. He was still having trouble negotiating his high heels! He glanced at me and I nodded. He poured three cups and handed me one before going round the foot of the bed and putting a cup on the bedside table beside his wife. They did not look at one another. Louise pulled herself up so that she was sitting half-upright resting against the pillows. With one hand she modestly pulled down the hem of her brief nightdress as far as she could and reached for her coffee. I looked up at her husband and patted the bed beside me. He took off his shoes and lay down. I sat up a little drinking my coffee between the pretty pair and my thoughts were of a similar occasion in a house not too far from here when I lay between Derek and Susan (see 'Derek and Susan'). My thoughts began to wander to Peter. Apart from playing with his balls and gently wanking him I had left him alone. I remembered the fun that I had had with Derek and the plan for the night began to clarify in my mind. A similar night to the first I had spent with Derek and Susan would be just fine by me. I finished my coffee and gave the cup to Peter to put on the bedside table. The young couple had already finished theirs and were lying tensely beside me. "OK you two, I'll sleep in the middle so that if I feel like it in the night I can have which ever of you I fancy. I was going to make you sleep on the floor Peter so that you could listen to me fucking your lovely wife but you are too good to waste. I have plans for you!" I could feel the sexy soft waves of Louise's hair brushing my naked shoulder as she lay beside me gently trembling with nerves. "It's time to settle down for the night," I said and, without prompting, Peter lowered the level of the bedside lights. The bedroom was now just lit by a romantic subdued glow from a hidden source. I had only come once this evening and I now felt full of energy and ready again. I decided to give the young couple a nasty surprise. Although they did not know it I had done this before and the memory was very fresh. "Louise," I said suddenly. She gave a little start and turned her head to me and I could see her eyes shining in the dim light. "You can go to sleep. I don't need you at present. Just make sure that you don't touch your cunt. If I find you playing with yourself I'll spank your sexy bottom." I ignored her and turned to her husband "Now, Peter, I have left you alone until now but I feel like a bit of fun before I go to sleep, how about you". He looked sick and miserable but did not reply. I put my arm round him and drew his softly rounded young body against me, pulling him to me so that our cocks met but our upper bodies were still apart. I knew that he could smell my sweat but I didn't much care. I looked into his eyes and began to gently rub my big man's prick against his little boy's organ as I had done with Debbie. It felt incredibly sexy through the nylon of his slip and panties and I rapidly became erect. I felt his little pencil-prick becoming hard under the silky fabric. I smiled in the darkness. "Do you like that Peter? You are getting very excited" I whispered. He gulped but did not reply and I gently continued rubbing our pricks together in a handless mutual wank. I slipped one hand behind him and began to cup and fondle his soft sexy buttocks while pulling him on to my cock continuing the gentle prick-wank. With the other hand I began to feel the soft mounds of his chest through the sexy material of his slip. His erect nipples rubbed deliciously against my hand through the sheer nylon. I felt his little arse twitch and he groaned. I knew that, in spite of himself, the gentle stroking I was giving his little knob with my prick was getting to him.
"Do you like that?" I asked quietly again. He groaned. I could hear his wife breathing heavily behind me as I played with her young husband. I could feel her soft hair on my back but she knew better than to interfere. I looked into Peter's frightened eyes and put my lips to his in a dominating kiss that brooked no refusal.
His lips opened under mine and I began a long soft sexy deep kiss that must have seemed unending to him. I did not allow his tongue to move forward but took immediate possession of his mouth and began to thoroughly explore it with my demanding tongue. I was looking into his wide and startled eyes all the time and I began to increase the pressure of my hand on his plump bottom, pulling him even closer onto me and rubbing his little cock just a little more firmly with my prick and balls.
I felt his arse twitch convulsively and he gave a breathy squeak into my mouth. I knew that he had come all over his plump thighs and belly, soiling his panties. I took my lips from his and smiled at my young victim.
"I told you that you would enjoy it" I said, my hands still occupied with his arse and his little tits. I heard his wife's gasping horrified breathing intensify, aghast at what was happening but knowing that she was unable to prevent it.
"It's a pity that you have dirtied your panties Peter" I said maliciously, "you will have to sleep in them now" He looked at me miserably. I had decided what would get me nicely off to sleep.