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If anything it’s pretty hot in here". I pulled the pillow up beneath my head. I wanted to watch this.
Nancy replied sheepishly, "It’s just kind of embarrassing. It’s easier if you aren’t watching". While saying this, her hand was still stroking me slowly, soft short strokes. As she pulled on my cock it moved up slightly, ever so close to her mouth.
"Honey, please I want to watch you. You can’t believe how it turns me on to watch you".
Nancy did not say anything. Keeping her eyes on me she opened her mouth and lowered it back to my cock. Just as I was about to disappear into that inviting interior her tongue came out and began licking around the head in lazy circles. It felt so good I lifted my hips off the bed, pushing myself into her mouth. She closed her lips around me and her head began bobbing up and down on me. Occasionally her teeth would scrape me but I was not about to say anything that might make her stop.
That familiar tingling began and knew I was close. I reached down and pulled her hand away from my cock. When she looked up at me with a question on her face I told her, "I just want to feel your mouth". She moved her tongue around me like I was an all-day sucker. "Oh yes, and your tongue".
I wanted to lay back and just enjoy the sensation but I was also curious what would happen when I came. It felt so good my hips were bouncing up off the bed to meet her mouth. If I could I would have held off for a while just to make it last longer and enjoy it more. My wife hardly ever did this and after I cum in Nancy’s mouth it might be my last time with her also. I should be a gentleman and warn her but I was just too selfish. I wanted to cum in her mouth.
I had lowered my head, just enjoying her mouth, but now I raised my head to watch Nancy’s face and lifted my hips one last time. Hot semen exploded from my cock as I let out a long groan. Nancy’s eyes grew big as the first blast erupted in her mouth, but she did not move away, she kept moving her tongue around me. As I watched, her cheeks sank in as she sucked on me. I let my head fall back on the pillow. I had done almost nothing but felt exhausted.
When I finally had no more cum to squirt in her mouth, Nancy once again took my cock in her hand and licked me clean. I heard her call me and I looked up. She opened her mouth and I could see the white liquid pooled in her mouth, her tongue swishing back and forth in it. As she closed her mouth a small amount spilled down her chin and dripped onto my stomach. Watching me, she closed her mouth and very deliberately swallowed. She then leaned down to my stomach and licked off the bit that had spilled onto me and swallowed it also.
Nancy moved up the bed and lay beside me, her head on my shoulder. "I seem to have drained you of your vital bodily fluids". She traced a finger in little circles on my chest. "It wasn’t what I expected. I hear guys like it when the girl swallows. It’s a real turn-on to them".
I could only let out a low "Yes, it is".
"My girlfriends talk about it of course. Some like it some don’t. You never know until you try it for yourself".
I was curious. She had not said how she felt about it. Was she one of those that didn’t like it? "And how was it"?
"I thought it was neat. The taste was different though I didn’t know what to expect. What I liked most was the power. I liked giving you that intense pleasure. Though it was a waste of perfectly good sperm".
"Trust me, that was no waste".
We talked a while longer before we drifted off to sleep. Over the next few months we developed our pattern. Todd and my wife would go out of town. Nancy would come and stay at my house and we would fuck like bunnies. She would get her period and be sad and then I would get oral sex until we could begin fucking again. On occasion I would give her a good licking but she preferred a good fucking. She was focused on her goal.
We came close to getting caught just one time. I was on top of Nancy, pounding away, just seconds away from cumming when we heard the garage door motor start. Todd and my wife had come home early. Nancy and I jumped up and grabbed all her clothes from my bedroom and quickly dumped them in Todd’s old bedroom.
Nancy was in a great mood to welcome Todd home and I got to fuck my wife that night to her big surprise; twice to my surprise. The first time I lasted just minutes. Nancy had me so close earlier that I barely lasted long enough to get inside of her. My wife was surprised; we had not had sex much in a while. I explained I was just so excited to have her back.
Nancy and I settled back into our routine over the next couple of months: our spouses on the road and us in bed. We were all surprised when Nancy finally announced she was pregnant a month later. I had to wonder, who was the father? I knew she still had sex with Todd. I expected a sudden cutoff with her but our routine did not change, though it did slow down a bit. It had been a long time since I had sex with a pregnant woman.
When Nancy reached her ninth month Todd stayed home and my wife went out on one last seminar trip by herself.
The night after she returned we were lying in bed talking. She put her hand on my chest, "Honey, you’ll never guess who I saw today at the market. You remember Bill Mitchell and his son, Frank"?
"Sure. Frank’s a few years older than Todd. Doesn’t he have like three or four kids"?
"Well its four now. I saw his wife, Erin, at the market. She is such a pretty girl. She has been really good at getting that weight off after having her babies. Well anyway, she just had their fourth. We got talking and something came up. Before I left she asked if I would have you talk to Frank about something".
"I don’t know what I could talk to him about. He seems to know how to do it already. Four huh".
"No, she wants to stop. She does not want to have more; four is enough. I told her about your vasectomy and she wondered if you could talk to Frank about it. You know, let him know it doesn’t change anything. You know how men are about their sperm".
Fuck. Who else has she told about my vasectomy? "Honey, I’ll talk to him. But I want you to promise me something. I know I’m just being a ‘MAN’ but it’s something I’m sensitive about. I would really appreciate it if you would not tell anyone I’ve had a vasectomy, not even family. I know it’s stupid and I shouldn’t feel that way but I would really appreciate it".
My wife laughed, "Okay Honey. You sound like a real Tim Taylor. You know you are not less of a man to me. In fact you are more of a man to have had the vasectomy instead of my having my tubes tied".
"I know it’s silly. It’s just a macho thing. But will you promise"?
"Okay, but you’ll still talk to Frank"?
"Sure, I’ll talk to him. But you won’t forget and tell anyone, this is important to me". As my wife drifted off to sleep I thought about ‘how important’. If Nancy found out she would kill me. Well, she would at least hurt me pretty bad. It would also harm our family relationship even though Todd would probably never find out why.
Plus there was a bigger reason. I still remember when Nancy first talked to me about being a sperm donor for her; she talked about having children, not child. While I was unable to donate the sperm, I certainly wanted to be there, to encourage her and be an active participant as she attempted to conceive her future children.
I was willing to give it my all.
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