

MF, MMF,MMMF, Preg?, Consens?......







	Holiday Break.......... by Coitus Interruptus 


Part two.

At the local police station the police officer, to whom they were reporting the 
crime, had smirked when they listed the stolen objects. Twelve pairs of female 
underwear, love-eggs, antibaby-mini pills, the list went on. However, the police 
officer was kind enough to offer them a lift up to the chalet, on the way 
explaining that a local garage would repair their car. The cop had stared at 
Becky the whole time obviously noticing the dried cum stains all over her summer 
dress. She had not had enough time to change before the cops had turned up and 
had been embarrassed the whole time. So after two hours of what felt like 
interrogation, they finally made it to their holiday chalet and were alone 
behind closed doors.



They had not spoken a word about their real activities during their time with 
the police and Becky was the first to break the ice, 
"James, what are we going to do?" 
James only had one thought in his mind; He was desperate to come in her pussy. 
For, if she was going to get pregnant tonight he wanted his sperm to at least 
have a fighting chance. He wanted his baby to be attached to her uterus and not 
some unknown strangers'. 


"Lets go upstairs," said James. Immediately after he had said this he realised 
that he'd been too abrupt. He had spoken his mind to openly. Becky just stared 
at him, but in her heart of hearts she knew he was right and so started 
ascending quietly the stairs. As she reached the top, she slowly pulled her 
summer dress up over her head, immediately revealing her nakedness. She walked 
into the bedroom and then on into the attached bathroom. James had followed her 
all the way, and now stood at the entrance of the Bathroom. Becky climbed into 
the shower unit, and leaving the door open allowed the water to gush over her 
naked body. She pulled the showerhead down, and held it to her pussy. She opened 
her legs slightly and allowed the water to push itself inside her body. She felt 
the warm water slosh inside her. As she did this, she arched her head back 
against the wall as the water tickled her citreous. She knew that James was 
watching her but did not make eye contact. James felt a new urge arise within 
him, as his voyeuristic tendency was again awoken. He quickly forgot the urgency 
of the situation as he watched his wife's attempts to washout the last of the 
sperm. As she finished, James couldn't hold back any longer. Without a word, he 
came up behind her and took her from behind. Becky let out a little screech but 
did not protest, as she knew it had to happen. James, who had been tormented 
this night, very quickly exploded inside her, blasting his sperms as deep as he 
could. He carried Becky back to the bed, placing a pillow under her bottom in a 
desperate attempt to increase his chances. As he fell asleep he knew his chances 
were slim. 



They both awoke abruptly as they heard a sound close by. Peering at the clock of 
on the bedside table, it was 1:09 am. They both jumped as they heard the sound 
again coming from downstairs.

"Go and see what it is" 

said Becky, shaking with fear. James got out of bed slowly and fumbled his way 
to the door. It creaked open and he entered the hallway. He could hear the 
definite sound of someone downstairs in the living room. He immediately snapped 
into action and grabbing the baseball bat from a sports cupboard, made his way 
clumbsily down the stairs. At first, Becky hesitated, but soon joined her 
husband following closely behind him. As he reached the bottom step he had full 
view of the lounge. There, sitting comfortably and with a smug look on his 
face,_ was the dark stranger. James was about to pounce across the room, like a 
wild cat, when he noticed the stranger was not alone. For there, sitting in the 
opposite corner was another man with an equally smug look adorned across his 
face. James could only stutter out a weak reply of manhood. He only took one 
more step into the room and stood there like a scene from a bad Western movie. 
He waited for the strangers to make the first move. 



The gas station attendant was sitting next to the coffee table and beckoned,

"Come on over and sit down, I've got something for you".

 His grin widening as he said this. James and Becky cautiously made their way 
over to the lounge coffee table and sat looking opposite him. The other guy, 
whose face was in the shadows, didn't move from his position. The stranger 
opened out his hand, and a single pill rolled out over the coffee table. Becky 
went to snatch it from the table, like a junkie with the shakes, but the 
stranger was quicker. He grabed it just before her and put it in his pocket.   

"Not so fast little lady." Grinned the stranger. "What about the rest?" 
Questioned James.
"Plenty of time for that later," answered the stranger. 
"What do you mean?" asked James.
"Well, it all depends on how well you and your little lady performs," James just 
stared at him only guessing what he meant. 
"You see, I was thinking," answered the stranger. "Your wife has an awful lot of 
my sperm swimming around in that belly of hers... you know, that stuff stays 
active for days. I bet you even tried to get it out, am I right?" 

James Didn't answer but just stared at him. The stranger carried on talking.

"You know, the nearest drug store is 30 miles from here. If your wife wanted to 
stock up on antibaby pills it could be a little difficult for you." He chuckled 
as he said this. "Are you getting my drift?"

"What do you want", asked James realizing his predicament.

"Well, I was thinking; you could extend my rights to your wife's pussy. She 
certainly enjoys it."

James' face, flushed with anger as he heard the last sentence. But somewhere 
deep within his gut feeling, a dark erotic desire had been re-ignited. His mind 
quickly churned through the conflicting thoughts of jealous anger and sexual 
arousal. There was a silent pause before James, staring into his wife's eyes, 
made his slow answer. 

"Well, we don't have much of the choice. But you gotta wear a condom."

The dark stranger, peering over to his buddy laughed out loud and said

"I don't think so somehow, we're going to dump our baby Juice where it needs to 
be. 

"We!" said Becky "what do you mean we!", as she threw and innocent look at the 
other man in the room. The dark stranger immediately cut in, saying

"Of course, you don't think my friend, John, wants to miss out on the action. At 
this John got up from his seat in the corner and walked over staring at Becky 
the whole time. His grin was widening at every step, until he knelt down next to 
Becky. Putting his hand in his pocket he produced a rectangle box and placed it 
on the coffee table. He looked deep into Becky's eyes as he opened it to get 
every ounce of her reaction. Both Becky and James gasped, as they saw the 
contents of the box. Inside was a Mini, portable tattoo set. James immediately 
reacted in protest and said,

"You must be joking, we'll take our chances, get out of my house right now. But 
Becky, held up a hand and turning to her husband, said,

"Wait James, you don't know anything about gynaecology. A mans sperm... his 
sperm will be active inside of me for at least three days. The mini pill has to 
be taken everyday, on the dot, for it to work. If you miss it you immediately 
become unsafe, it's not like the normal pill, which doesn't matter to much. We 
have to go along with them because there is a serious chance that I might get 
pregnant by him."

There was a moment's pause as the realization dawn apon James. He knew that he 
had to except the situation and so at that moment made the mental decision to 
make the best of it. Becky carried on,

"James, don't worry, I can handle it whichever way we decide." 

James was amazed at how quickly she had come to terms with the dilemma. He 
churned it over once more, should he risk an unwanted pregnancy and throw the 
two strangers out, or go ahead into an experience that could prove very 
dangerous. He peered down at the tattoo-set on the table. His stomach reeled at 
the sight but unwittingly the erotic side of him began to gain the upper hand. 
He stumbled out a few words,

"Ok then, I'm cool with it if you are." 

Looking deeply into the eyes of his wife. She smiled back at James and James 
thought he could detect an almost cheeky grin as if, once again, she was saying 
thank you. But her smile quickly changed to an almost fearful look, as she gazed 
down at the tattoo set. James picked up on this immediately and said,

"Don't worry, I'll stop them doing anything to wild."

At this the two strangers both grunted out their satisfaction at the way things 
were going in their favour.  James cut into their smugness by saying,
"Ok, but at the end of this I want all the remaining pills returned by tommorrow 
morning!" said James.

"Ok." Replied the stranger and added, "We just want this night of fun... Now, 
have you got any beer in the house? A glass or two of scotch wouldn't go down 
badly either. No need not to be civilised, a bit of relaxation over a drink 
would do us all some good." Chuckerling to himself as he said this.

James moved slowly towards the drinks cabinet. Reaching for a full bottle of 
scotch and bringing it over to the coffee table, and said, with a sarcastic look 
on his face,
"No beer just this, couldn't go shopping for beer, 'cos someone trashed our 
car?" 

The stranger smirked, and said,
"That will do just fine".

James poured four glasses, almost to the brim, and after handing the glasses 
out, first to his wife and then the over to the other two men. The man called 
John, butt in saying,

"To your lovely wife", raising his glass in a toast fashion. The dark stranger 
immediately followed suite and James noticed his own wife almost blushing at the 
attention. James knocked back the drink in a single gulp, as did the two other 
men. Becky sipped down about half before coughing loudly saying,

"I'm not used to this strong stuff,"
 but she still manage the class. James filled up for another round, wanting the 
alcohol to ease the situation. Again the drinks were knocked back. 


 The stranger didn't waste any time as he got up and manoeuvred himself around 
the coffee table. He seated himself down next to Becky, simultaneously brushing 
her hair behind her left ear. 
He looked her deep in the eye and said,
You want this don't you?" Becky just blushed again and James didn't know if she 
was just acting or was really interested. The man simply slipped his hand 
between the openings of her sleeping gown. He roughthly grouped her breasts 
starering deeply into her eyes the whole time. Without a word, he swept the fine 
material of her dressing gown over her right shoulder, immediately revealing her 
right breast. The nipple stood to attention in the cool night air and the 
stranger went down to suck on its sweetness. His hand slid down once more over 
her perspiring body and easily glided between her moist shaven lips. Becky, with 
a little apprehension, opened her legs slightly. The Stranger must have noticed 
this slight resistance because he immediately ripped open her gown and pushed 
her knees apart. He fell to his knees between her legs and in one swift 
movement, grabbed her legs and pulled her down to the edge of the couch. Becky's 
leg formed a vertical V-shape in the air, her hole almost stretched open. The 
man dived between them running his toungh the entire length of her lips 
savouring the taste of its freshness.

James sat in an almost state of shock. He was sitting no more than two feet away 
from his wife, who had a mans tong grouping between her legs. James was in an 
emotional turmoil. Again the mix of jealousy and erotic turn-on blew his mind. 
Above all, it was the abruptness and roughness of the way his wife was again 
being taken. He knew immediately that he was loosing control. 

Becky was beginning to enjoy the attention to her pussy. Although only a couple 
of minutes had gone by she was already nearing orgasm. The stranger realised 
this immediately and looked up at her with his now, typical grin, adorned across 
his face. His body stretched upwards and he started unbuckling his belt. He 
placed his throbbing manhood to the entrance of Becky's opening but stopped to 
look over his shoulder to his friend John, and said,

"You ready with the camera?" 

John got up and walked around the table until he found a good position to film. 
He pulled from his jacket a minni digital camcorder and raised it to his eye. 
James immediately started to protest but the stranger just cut him short by 
saying,

"Shut up James, you know the deal... We do what we want for one night."

Becky looked across at James and with a kindly smile said,

"Its ok James, lets just get this night behind us."

The stranger smiled again as he cheekily said,

"Ok John, roll camera!" 
At this he thrust the entire length of his dick into her. Becky let out a shriek 
and tried to hold him back with little effect. The man power-fucked her like a 
rabbit. His unprotected cock rammed its way into the tightness of her pussy. 
However, at every thrust her pussy was loosening as her juices began to flow. 
She could feel her orgasm approaching and she wondered if James noticed how 
quickly it was happening. A thought crossed her mind; she didn't want James to 
think she was enjoying herself too much. She loved him too much to allow him to 
think that and so she started to resist the inevitable. Weakly pushing the man 
back, obviously with little effect. She quickly surrendered any further attempts 
and relaxed to the enjoyment. She started pushing her body fowards, hightening 
every thrust that entered her. 

James could only sit there stareing at the point at which this stranger's body 
joined to his beautiful wife's. But James realised that the same erotic feeling 
was affecting him again. He quickly crossed his legs in an attempt to hide his 
errection.   

The lovemaking went on for quite some time. James broke his gaze from his wife 
to look at the clock. Twenty minutes had past. Becky, with her eyes closed, was 
again falling for that bare-back feeling inside her. The stranger was beginning 
to grunt out his satifaction louder now saying 

"Ok bitch, you ready for another load?" 

At this he started pulsating inside Becky, moaning out loud. He pushed forwards 
feeling her cervic exspand around the head of his cock. As soon as he had 
finished, he looked over his shoulder at John and said, 

"Ok, make sure you get a close-up as I pull my cock out."

He did so, zooming in with the camera, as some of the sperm trickyled out of her 
gapping hole. Becky lay there dazed, as if on drugs. 
"Doesn't she look cute" said John, as he focused the camera on every detail. "Ok 
my turn." He handed the camera to his friend , his grin widened as he gazed at 
Becky's sweaty body. He sat down next to her and without hesitation gave her a 
french kiss. He probed his way slowly down her body, kissing and sucking her 
kneck, savouring the tast. He had already unbuckled his belt and raising his 
body over Becky's, let his manhood flop out. It fell only inches away from 
Becky's Mouth and she instinctively wraped her lips around it. Inside her mouth 
she flicked her tounge along the inner side. John groaned out loud, and thought 
to himself,
"she was experienced at this sort of thing." 
Becky carried on, profesionaly giving the man a blow job. Occasionally pulling 
her head back to lick the droplets of pre-come at its tip. She secretly loved 
the tast of a man, and now that she was aroused, was trying her best to suck him 
dry. 


James was horny now. He had subtly shifted himself into a postion to get a 
better view. He was resisting the temptation to wank himself off. But as the 
lovemaking session continued with his dear wife, he was also letting himself go. 
James was now excepting the situation and beginning to enjoy this mad erotic 
fantasy, come true. He could resist no longer and alowed his hand to slip down 
between the folds of his dressing gown. Becky noticed immediately, smiled at 
james and breaking off the blow-job, for a few seconds, said,

"let me do that darling", 

She started wanking him off but simultaneously returned to her attempts at deep-
throuhting John.

John without warning arched his body back, allowing his penis to plop out. He 
quickly manuvoured himself between her legs and rammed his member home. He acted 
like a plunger inside her pussy, as he sloped around inside her sticky love-
tube. 
Becky's body was very quickly trembling as the second man pounded her fragile 
Body. She was getting very close to orgasm and had reached the stage of 
completely letting go.
 It wasn't long before John felt a twinge in his scrotum. His six-pack stomouch 
muscles began to tremble at the lower abdomen. He was very close to exploding. 
He pulled back and with that now infamous smile said,

"Not yet baby. We've got to do some artwork first" 

He smiled down at the tattoo set, and looking back at Becky said 
"What would you like me to write?" He peered over at James to catch his 
response, but James was preoccupied with the hand-job he was receiving from his 
wife. Becky just lay back with her eyes closed, almost in a world of her own. 
Her head dizzy from the sex and alcohol. She could only murmer out,

"What ever you want, just get back to my pussy..."

"and where would you like me to write it?" Said John, retoricaly. There was no 
response until the dark stranger butt in, and said in his usual rought manner,
"over her shaven pussy, put- slut for any cock. Then draw a little arrow down to 
her pussy." He continued with his nasty ideas which included, "Baby maker hole", 
"spunk receiver" or even "sperm bank." At this last one James snaped out of his 
semi comma, realising only now, what was going on. He started protesting but was 
cut short by his own wife, who just said,

"let them mark me for what I am, James!"

 The dark stranger just held out his hand, walked over to James and whispered in 
his ear. He wispered so quietly that Becky could not hear a word. He said,

"Don't worry James. Its not a permenant tattoo, it will be gone in three months. 
Just testing how far your little lady will go."

James let out a sigh of relife as the stranger winked at him and returned to 
filming the action. John started the battery operated device, drawing a red 
heart just above her pussy. With black ink,he then wrote inside the heart:

SLUT FOR A NIGHT, followed by the date and his signiture. He turned to the other 
man and said,

"hey you wanna sign too?"

"I think I already did, with all that baby making juice inside her!" He laughed. 
"Ok, well in that case, said John, let me sign her again, with my load."
 
In a swift move, his muscular arms grabed hold of Becky and fliped her over. He 
did this in such a way that she was now facing her husband, perched in doggy 
style. For a moment she was taken aback by this sudden movement, but before she 
could respond, John was already ramming her Pussy from behind. Becky soon 
relaxed to this new position, realising that her lips were only inches away from 
her husbands manhood. She imediately went down on him, deep-throughting him to 
the hilt. The dark stranger moved to a better spot and like a proffesional 
camera man, took in every detail. 

At this point, James had as much control over the body, as he had over this 
situation. It didn't take long for him to blow his load into Becky's mouth. 
Becky swallowed every pulse and found time to look up at her man, giving him a 
cheeky grin. 
John was however, still not finnished ramming her now swollen pussy. It took 
another full hour untill James could watch his wife being pumped full of another 
unprotected load. The sperm now flooding her lower abdomen as John finnaly 
pulled his limp dick out. 


"Well thats a wrap," said the dark stanger as he turned off the video recorder. 
"The guys at the club should be very impressed with this one. hell, we're gonna 
have to get a wide screen TV to show it." both men laught out loud.
"Yeah, and don't forget to put it out on the web!"  said John. 
The two men had cleared up their things and had started walking towards the 
door, oblivious of james and Becky. As they went, they discussed the best 
methods of spreading the film online. They would have walked out of the door if 
James hadn't called out,
"Wait,... aren't you fergetting something guys?" They turned around to face 
James.

"oh yes, there was that little something," 

said the dark stranger smiling. He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out 
the  pack of minni-pills. He looked at his friend, John, and said,

"What do you recon, shall we give them back?" 

James had an immediate shocked look frozen across his face. Both men laughted 
out loud again. 

"Only joking James," as the dark stranger threw the packet over to James. They 
landed open on the coffee table.

"Have fun, we'll be seeing you" said the men as they walked out of the house. 
   


The night had finally came to a close. Becky lay almost wasted adorned over the 
couch. She started to return to her normal state, just in time to aknowledge the 
two strangers leaving. She sat upright on the couch and took another gulp of her 
drink. Some sperm was leeking from her pussy but she made no attempt to sqeez it 
out. Instead she lifted her feet onto the coffee table leaning back into the 
couch. James was the first to speek,

"Becky, I really love you dispite or even because of what has happened. You have 
made my wildest fantasy come true."

Becky looked down at the pack of minni-pills on the table and then looked up at 
James. That cheeky grin of hers slowly widened itself across her face, as she 
said,

"James, do you really want me to carry on taking these pills?...I love you too, 
the decision is yours!"



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Fact I picked up from a medical web page, while doing some research for this 
story:
The chances, that a child born to a married couple was deliberately concieved, 
is 3-5.

Well, this story has taken me a little longer then I expected. Any feedback is 
welcome but please keep any criticism constructive. 
E-mail: coitus-interruptus@bluewin.ch


