Posted by Bertram W. Bronson on July 08, 2002 at 02:40:32:

Sharing Shania

By Bertram W. Bronson

Shania padded barefooted into her bathroom. She turned, positioning her curvy buttocks toward the bowl. In the act of loosening the string tie on her pajama bottom, her mirrored image caught her attention, she paused. Thinking about the next hour, her pretty face was already blushing. Staring into the mirror she saw a lovely young blonde wife looking back. A troubling thought raced through her mind will I look different after will anyone to able to tell? 

How silly she tried to quash the thought. Shania tossed back her long tresses and glanced away from the image of the fresh-faced young woman. But her mind refused to follow. Trying to conceive my first baby doing it with another man fucking how could it be so very different? It will probably be very much the same as making love with my husband, the young girl speculated. Only his sperm will be different, strong and viable. And, after all, making a baby was pretty much universally the same. And well dont all men do it the same way? Besides, she mused; we do live in an enlightened, less puritanical world. But still the thought was very fear provoking and well yes, she had to admit, a little exciting. The thought of another man between her legs sent a little tingle to her stomach and seemed to intensify her urge to pee. 

Shania pulled down the bottoms of her yellow pajamas and squatted. There was a long pensive look on her pretty face as she loosened her bladder muscles and let her pee tinkle into the bowel. With her hands resting on her knees, she glanced down at the gold band that symbolized her marriage. Will I be able to go through with it, she thought. The bathroom door was cracked open; low voices drifted up from the bottom of the stairway her husband and his best friend talking in soft serious tones. Knowing the topic of their conversation, a scary thrill washed through her belly. Deep in thought, she stared down at her pajama bottoms clasped around her bare knees. What will it feel like a different man between her legs his eager penis thrusting in and out? As the time drew near, she felt the raw excitement deepening and then a pang of guilt.

The low voices went silent and as the last of her pee tinkled away, she quickly reached for some bathroom tissue. The young wife felt the warmth creeping over her face as she wiped her pee dampened curls of pubic hair. She knew that if she were ever to have a baby naturally this had to happen this sweaty joining and mixing of fluids. Taking a deep breath, she re-tied her pajama bottoms with a neat bow and padded barefoot to the bed. Her cotton pajamas were the garden variety, loose fitting, long legged and button up top. Shania slipped under the covers and pressed her flushed face into her pillow. The fresh fabric felt cool against her hot cheek. Resigned that this was to take place she drew a deep breath. The images raced through her mind. She knew he would join her, her pajama bottoms would soon be off and they would make love in the sanctity of her husbands bed. Another mans penis fucking for him with her knees wide apart, the thudding of her heart made her feel lightheaded. 

For several minutes she lay with her eyes closed listening for his footsteps on the stairs. At the sound of the door quietly opening, a strange blend of dread and excitement flushed her face. Shania drew in a deep shuttering breath. For the recently virginal young wife, the idea of having sex in her husbands bed with another man was scary, but deliciously sleazy. Unbidden primitive instincts took control, her face felt warm, she felt herself tensing and with a strange anticipation, she felt her vagina exuding a warm creamy wetness. 

Stripped to his shorts, he lowered the bed lamp and slipped under the covers with his friend's blushing wife. Instantly his already pulsing cock surged into a state of complete erection. As she felt the bed move under his weight, the embarrassed young girl eased farther over onto her side of the bed. Shania shyly turned her back toward the handsome young man selected to deposit his sperm in her creamy warm vagina. Slowly he moved into the center of the bed feeling the thrilling body warmth on the spot she had so modestly vacated. Gently, taking his time, he moved his hips spoon-fashion up against her round behind. He could feel her body; the smooth curves of her panty-less ass nakedly warm under her thin cotton pajamas. 

Shania could feel his erection against her buttocks. Shivers ran up her spine as he lifted her long blonde hair and kissed the back of her neck. A soft, ohhh, escaped her quivering lips. Waves of confusion assaulted her mind. A warm, dizzy feeling began to build within her, spreading throughout her body. They were going to kiss and feel and squirm about under the blankets. And then after a decent interval of kissing and whispering, join together in a sensuous, but very embarrassing fuck while her anxious husband waited downstairs. With his erection pressed between the cheeks of her curvy behind, sensation flooded her every cell. Cuddled together under the blankets, he waited quietly, inhaling her warm scent. She tensed when he slowly he reached around and her waist and cupped a warm plump breast. Through the thin cloth, her nipple firmed against the palm of his hand. She could feel his breath on the back of her neck and when just the tip of his tongue, warm and wet, touched under her ear, she gasped, ahhhhh ohhh 

And this was only the beginning, she realized with a hundred forming regrets. From here on it would only become more difficult, more embarrassing. He gently rocked his hips, rubbing his groin against her buttocks. The bed started slight rhythmic squeaky noise. She knew she would have to remove her pajama bottoms or at least, and she flushed at the thought pull them down at the back to give his penis access to her naked behind. She would stifle her sounds, but she knew her husband would hear the bed creak. But there was no turning back now. Any qualms she experienced would have to be met head-on, one at a time. She bit into her bottom lip in an effort not to cry out. Of course they were to copulate, but their contact was supposed to be so clinical, and the involuntary gasps left her unnerved and more than a little embarrassed. Im sorry to be such a prude, she whispered. Her voice was small and trembling.

Then for several long suspenseful minutes they lay quietly listening to each others breathing. Her nipples tingled as his hand gently cupped one resilient breast and then the other. He reached under her pajama top and toyed with a nipple, she shivered. But the silence remained unbroken until he softly whispered, Do you want to start now? Her response was just a murmur a soft acquiescent release of breath, Mmmm 

When he slipped his erection out through the fly of his shorts and snuggled against her back again, his stiffened cock settled naturally into the deep warm crease of her behind. She gasped into the pillow, her buttocks tensed and then slowly relaxed. Panty-less under her thin pajamas, only thin cotton now separated the head of his swollen cock from her warm sensitive anus. He hunched more firmly, her spine arched instinctively loosening her ass-cheeks as a mutual rush of excitement washed over them. He could feel her exciting warmth; she could feel the insistent press of his penis as he rubbed against her buttocks. Shamefully she held her spine in a backward arch and felt the slight spreading of her ass-cheeks. She breathed out a series of soft ohhhs as the stiffened male member rubbed the soft thin cotton against her sensitive anus again and again How deliciously nasty, she thought as more soft breathy gasps were muffled by her pillow. Shania felt a trickle of moisture between her thighs. Little tingles spread from her anus up along her wet crack to the sensitive tip of her clitoris. 

Humid scent wafted up from under the blankets. He inhaled a deep breath. Shania smelled delicious, like shampoo and perfume and nervous womanhood. The scent of the young wife mixed with the warm summer night. Rubbing against her behind, he felt his cock throbbing he felt her tilting her spine, arching back now with little rhythmic undulations it was time. He drew a deep excited breath. The tender cunt of his friend's pretty wife was so close only a thin, now moist, layer of cotton fabric separated her from the head of his probing cock. He knew her snug cunt would be creamy warm and slick with female fluids. And this was the long planned night, the night he was to make the first attempt to plant a baby in her fertile womb. 

Gradually he turned the embarrassed young girl over on her back and leaned over her. He kissed his friend's pretty wife lightly, tantalizingly, nibbling on her lips until she began to mimic him, her lips opening under his, clinging for a brief tantalizing moment. Slowly she lost some of her restraint and tilted her head just enough so her lips would fully meet his. The temptation to let go was strong, much stronger than she had anticipated. The warm contact of their lips jolted her and as their kiss deepened and sealed, she abandoned herself to the exotic pleasure of preparing to conceive her first baby. He could tell the instant that it changed the moment the slow, insidious warmth began to sneak beneath her defenses. He doubted she recognized it, she was too concentrated on kissing him back to recognize the telltale shimmer that danced across her skin, the odd, hesitant catch in her breathing. She shivered; his kisses were disturbing, so different than her husbands. 

Shania felt his fingers cupping her breasts. For the first time in her young life another mans hands and mouth moved over her as if he owned her, feeling her breasts, grazing excitedly over her round buttocks. It was so different so thrillingly different. She quivered as the tip of his tongue found that sensitive spot in the crease of her neck. She felt dismay as her feelings surged out of control it was to have been simple, a quick coupling just a necessary exchange of fluids. But his lips lingered on her skin, in her hair, behind her ears, his warm mouth lingering in the hollow of her neck. 

She turned more fully on her back and she enjoyed the sweet invasion of his tongue as he made short work of the buttons on the front of her pajama top. He bent to take her in his mouth. Her pink nipples were tender and when he began to suckle her, she bucked and dug her fingers into his hair. The exquisite pain of the gentle warm suction puckered her nipples and left her wanting both to cry out for him to stop and beg him not to. His cock was achingly erect, ready to fuck and impregnate his friend's pretty wife. 

His hands now wandered lower, cupping her crotch, feeling her, gently ruffling her pubic hairs through the soft cotton. She felt his fingers probing where no other man had ever touched. She was panting, her knees drifting apart as the urgency to copulate rose. Under the covers his fingers groped blindly at the string tie holding her pajama bottoms. He fumbled, frustrated with the bow, and in the semi-dark, only managing to pull the string into an unyielding knot. 

But as he worked to bare her buttocks, the young wife pulled back, her prudish inhibitions re-cloaking her lush body like an iron corset. He pressed his forehead against hers, and his soft tone alone seemed to paralyze her. Close your eyes relax, he whispered and his voice sank into her bones. But but Im so embarrassed Ive never

I know, but stop fighting it just for a few minutes. Just lean back against the pillow and let yourself go. She was tempted oh God so tempted. Her vaginal seam was a gleaming wash, her tender nipples puckering in anticipation of fucking with her husbands handsome friend. Now so close she felt his breath stirring her hair and all she could do was stare up into his watchful enigmatic eyes. It will be easy close your eyes relax. The tone of his voice was even more evocative than his words, and she felt herself slipping, against her will, her skin tingling with excitement and awareness. She closed her eyes, her fierce determination helpless against the siren lure of his voice and insistent press of his stiff cock against her hip.

Again he let his fingers skim down her warm flat stomach to the drawstring of her pajama-bottoms, slip off your bottoms, he whispered. She felt the tug on the string and as he began to loosen the unyielding bowknot her hand flashed down and grasped his fingers, oh no oh not yet

Lets just undo the bow then, mmm? Were not gonna make any babies with your pajama bottoms on. His voice was teasing, but soft and soothing. He felt her clasping hand relax and blushing hotly in the dark, her nimble fingers undid the knot. Im sorry we can we can do it now. 

In the middle of their next deep kiss, his fingers slipped under the now loose waistband. Smooth silky skin, her naked tan belly trembling under his fingertips a first tickling fringe of curling pubic hair a soft gasp. Knowing what would soon follow sent wings of panic through her stomach. About to be fucked by another man, her senses reeled.

She felt his penis against her groin, the head so smooth, yet so firm and warm. She was helpless against the spell of its touch. Just minutes away from her first fuck with another man, she couldn't speak, couldn't move, trapped in some wicked, sensual web that she now didnt want to escape. She could feel a faint tremor shimmering through her stomach at the thought of what was about to happen. In dreadful embarrassment, she felt an oozing wetness between her thighs sensed the slight distention of her tingling clitoris. Shania now knew, it was going to be a sensual exciting fuck one completely out of her control. 

She seemed lost in thought, pensive, her plump lower lip caught between her teeth while she reached down under the blankets and wiggled the loose waist of her pajama bottoms down below her pubic hair and after a brief moment, down to mid-thigh. Currents of something warm and intoxicating traveled up her quivering thighs and spread through her belly in waves. Its just an act of procreation she assured herself just simple fucking. She tried to rationalize Ive done it with my husband dozens and dozens of times surely it will be about the same. Nothing more complicated than a quick release of male/female of hormones a mingling of fluids. But her mind still swirled, senses becoming tangled. 

While they kissed, he trailed his fingers across her now bare belly, through her pubic hair feeling the softy warm indentation at the top of her crease. She shuttered and clasped her thighs. But gradually he eased her bottoms down around her ankles. He moved a knee between hers, his stiffened penis touched her bare hip, she tensed in a momentary fear, Ive never done this only with my husband, she gasped. He murmured softly against her lips, I know, but well make babies maybe one or two, with bright shinny hair and big blue eyes like yours.

Ohh yes, I want a baby, she murmured. Her tense thighs loosened a little, but her pajamas were still tangled around her ankles. He could feel her fear of finally slipping totally out of the protecting bottoms and parting her knees.

Let me slide between your legs, he nudged against her knees, Ill make a little blonde baby for you. She was trembling and nervous, but he knew, also very excited. He whispered, his breath warm and searing against her ear, Ill be gentle and it wont take us long a few minutes 

His softly whispered words, the mention of babies, touched some primal female need, Oh yes yes, she whispered. Reaching down under the covers, she shimmied the yellow cotton pajama bottoms over her feet. Shania was glad for the subdued lighting and the golden strains of hair that fell across her face, for together they combined to mask her tears. As she lifted her feet to pull off her pajamas, a waft of cooler air across her curvy behind set up a fluttering feeling in her stomach. It was a gnawing tenseness that never happened with her husband. She thought of him nervously waiting for it to be over, but still, sensation swirled through her at the naked feeling of her bare buttocks against the bed sheet. Her mind swirled, just a baby-making fuck, her husband had rationalized, quickly done and quickly over, nothing to impact on their sound marriage. But Shania now knew it would be an intense coupling and more, very much more 

Now cuddled warmly under the blankets, both naked from the hips down, her arms curled around his neck and they kissed breathlessly in mutual anticipation of their first act of intercourse. His stiffen penis sandwiched between their bellies while time stood perfectly still, but it seemed impatient as if waiting for them to begin. The stillness swelled around them, cutting off all sound except their deep breathing. When he held his breath, he could hear hers soft, rhythmic and sensual. Shadows gathered in the corners and at the edges of the room and only the bed lamp cast a soft light and though they were completely concealed under the blankets, Shania never felt so naked. She lay on her side, belly to belly with her husbands best friend. Her dress, bra and panties lay draped across the foot of the bed, her pajama bottoms were now lost somewhere down between the sheets. 

Hidden from the world, released from the constraints of society, and with his friends blessing, he held Shania close and prepared to impregnate the shy pretty wife. She could feel her husbands surrogate hunching slightly, the under side of his penis, hot and very firm, rubbing against her bare stomach. It felt bigger than her husband, long and thick against her naked skin. Slowly his hand slid down the curve of her back nails lightly grazing her skin she shivered, goose-flesh rose on her skin nails grazing up along her spine and then down again a little further each time, until his palm grazed over the swelling curve of her rounded behind. With only the briefest of hesitations, his fingers cupped around the curvature of her silky smooth bare ass. He squeezed gently, testing the resiliency of the young wifes naked buttocks. Impudent fingers trailed lightly between her ass-cheeks searching reaching, feeling soft hair a grazing touch of warmer slippery skin 

Her mind whirled, but she wanted this baby with intensity more compelling than her blushing embarrassment. Thoughts of her husband flashed through her mind as she felt his knee nudge suggestively against her clasped thighs. It was now there was no turning back

The head of his penis pressed against her pubic hair, Ohh God, do it now, she gasped, put it inside me now yes oh, yes

Shania lifted a knee his knee slipped between her thighs and with a smooth firm insistence; he rolled her onto her back. Moving lower, he pressed his face against the smoothness of her naked little belly. The tip of his tongue trailed downward from her dainty belly button, down down along the silky skin of her smoothly rounded stomach, following the trail of downy peach fuzz into the fringe of tangled pubic hair. Shania moved her legs apart. The blankets billowed, his nostrils flared as the slight scent of pussy and nervous perspiration wafted through his olfactory nerves. His tongue found the top of her crease she shivered gasping and protesting, no not that oh no ohhh. Her hands tangled in his hair as the flat of his tongue swabbed across her clitoris, ohhh, no we shouldnt just make a baby for me ohhhh Godaaarrhhhh She twisted and wiggled, and she fought it, determined to resist the spreading tingle that she knew would quickly grow into a belly twisting orgasm. 

She pulled upward on his hair, still gasping, her mind spinning, oh not this time, she pleaded. Next time you can and and I will for you, but now just

As he came up between her spread knees, she unconsciously dropped a hand and gathered a grasp of bed-sheet. She felt his penis, the nakedly warm tumescent flesh graze against her inner thigh, and then the deep thrill as it touched her curly pubic hair. A probe or two and then his penis touched at just the right spot pass the point of no return, she widened the spread her knees. Feeling the start of penetration, she gasped and opened her loins to him. Her first time with another man, and an odd sensation twisted through her abdomen. The handsome sperm donor watched that stunning transition from chaste married girl to an excited female about to breed her first baby. Soft little whimpers morphed into grunting gasps as his penis smoothly worked its way into her slippery flesh. Shania gasped at the first stretching intrusion of his penis, unconsciously spreading, taking him deeper, and then moaning softly at the sensuous thrill of the intimacy, the warm viscous joining of their genitals. And soon he was deep between her knees and groin-to-groin, they were eagerly fucking 

Her mind swirled. Cries poured out of her and he cupped her hips, feeling the satin flex and slide of muscle as she moved with him arching her groin his penis hunching deep into the snug oily warmth of her clinging cunt. The sordid thought spun through her mind Im fucking with another man, it seemed surreal, almost impossible, but it was happening his cock, long and thick was deep in the pretty wifes belly. Little panting gasps burst through her lips. She pinned her heels back against her bottom... wiggling toes pointed at the ceiling. Creamy secretions coated the length of his thrusting penis. Minutes passed the world began spinning away, leaving just the two of them on the squeaking mattress. Locked in some other place in time, neither now heard Shanias squeals or the soft wet slapping sound of their genitals. Nor did they hear hubbys nervous pacing footsteps outside the closed bedroom door. 

Through the door he heard his wifes first soft squeal, oh my God why am I eavesdropping? he almost murmured aloud. He tried to turn away, but his ear caught the sound of the mattress starting to creak and Shanias little squeals turning into deep-throated groans. The sounds were mesmerizing. He was frozen in place. The familiar hallway outside his bedroom seemed like it was closing in on him. Every sound seemed exaggerated, every gasp, every thumping thud, every squeak of the bed. He found himself taking shallow breaths, trying to listen. His penis began to erect, the primal response, as he listened to his wife fucking with his close friend.


Sensation built upon sensation until reality slipped away as her husbands best friend fucked her in their darkened bedroom. It was to have been so clinical, only a biological act to make her first baby, but Shania felt she was being taken on a journey of frenzied sensations, straining toward an unknown destination, needing to desperately reach the summit. She lay on her back, bent knees splayed and lifted. Her hips wiggled loins up-tilted to align with the thrusts of his penis. She suddenly realized she was digging her nails into his back and that she was lightheaded from trying to hold her breath. Unable to stifle it, her deep cry shattered the quiet night. The bed was creaking and she could hear herself squealing and panting. Thoughts of her husband listening flitted through her mind, but the embarrassment and humiliation became adrenaline coursing through her, feeding her desire to conceive a baby. 

Shamelessly she fucked with her husbands handsome friend, squealing softly and kicking her feet. Dizzy with emotion and certain that her husband could hear them through the door, she tried to control the shrill squeaks that seemed to burst unbidden from her lips. But every muscle in her body began to succumb to the smooth deep stroking of his cock. She could feel every one of her belly muscles going tense, sensation rippling up from her groin. A warm feeling drifted away from her clitoris engulfing her senses. Her first orgasm with another man rocked her world. Twisting and wiggling under the covers of her husbands bed, she cried out as all the molecules of her being fragmented: atoms disassociated, everything broke open, shattered, and at the end, left her more complete than she had ever been. 

When his time came, his teeth gasped the side of her neck, not quite hurting, but holding her down in a primal grasp. Dont leave marks on me oh God ohhhh she wailed as he pressed his long cock fully into her and spilled his spurting seed deep into the warm slippery cunt of his best friends wife. She heard his raspy groan and drew her knees back and apart as the room did a lazy spin. She felt the quick hunching of his back, felt his deeply imbedded penis throbbing spurting its semen into her clingy cunt. Euphoric spasms twisted through her tense belly. All the tension suddenly released in a series of involuntary and intensely pleasurable muscular contractions.

Gradually the spinning world slowed and Shania disengaged her long, sleek legs from his waist, allowing the surrogate baby-breeder to smile at her and then pull out with an embarrassing wet sucking sound. His long white cock was streaked and glistening with the shine of their mingled fluids. She peered down over her sweat-sleeked stomach and saw the thick head lift away from her ruffled pubic hair. A thick silvery flood begin to ooze slowly out from between her swollen labia. With a deep blush on her cheeks, she reached for a tissue.

After her orgasm, a warm hazy feeling had washed over her, but it was so ingrained upon Shania to cherish the sanctity of her marriage, that by morning, a twinge of remorse would surely surface. 

******

Later curled up in the sanctuary of her husbands arms, shame and guilt flicked through her conscience, she whispered, Im sorry it was just so so intense and his penis was so big that I I had an orgasm

Hush, he whispered gently kissing her lips, it doesnt matter. He hugged her into the circle of his arms and sighed as she relaxed against him. I love you so much, he whispered. His fingers worked through the tangles of her hair.

She looked up at him, eyes a little teary, I hope I got pregnant.

I hope so too, he whispered. Well know in a few weeks. He held her close. She still felt warm from the very recent act of intercourse. It had taken them a long time to complete the act and it was one of the longest hours of his life. He looked down at their obviously well used bed and softly asked, Did you feel him cumm? 

Uh-huh. The unexpected question flushed her cheeks. But if I didnt get pregnant, well will you let me try again?

There was no way he could explain this to his wife, maybe not even to himself, but the truth of the matter the gut level bottom line was that he wanted it to happen again and in some strange way he wanted to see it happen. 

Mmm, if you want to, he said. Itll likely take a few times.

She blushed and hid her face against his neck, a barrier had just been crossed, uh-huh, it might, she murmured.

Maybe, well, just to have a better chance to conceive this month, you should try again tomorrow.

She stared into his eyes for several moments, Mmmm, I think youre right.

The End:
