Justin Case

Justin Case Justin Case

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Just a little something I wrote when a friend had trouble conceiving.

Summary

Just a little something I wrote when a friend had trouble conceiving.

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Submitted: May 16, 2013

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Submitted: May 16, 2013

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I was tired of trying to conceive.  My husband and I had been trying for two years, and nothing happened.  I was about to give up hope, when he came home from work with a giant smile.  He and his friend Justin had been discussing things, and Justin had hit upon an idea.  Apparently Justin’s fiancé had skipped town, and knowing he would not be in a relationship for a while, he could feel his biological clock thumping hard and fast.  He had offered to donate some of his thick seed to me…..IN PERSON.

You see, we had the money for IVF and other procedures, but it would take a great deal of our savings.  We wanted a baby, but going broke to have one seemed ridiculous.  That would be our last resort. Chase had gone for a fertility test a few weeks earlier after it was confirmed I had no issues that should prevent me from conceiving.  The doctor did remind us that sometimes it’s just bad timing and it could take a while.  We would get the results later.

But Chase had a better idea.  Maybe we didn’t look at the test at all.  Maybe we could just have Justin over, and maybe we set it up so that I will never know who actually fathered the baby on my ovulation date.  I quickly agreed.

The day came.  It was agreed that I would be blindfolded and tied on all fours in front of our fireplace.  There would be no conversation, and no hints.  I would have to guess, and even then I would never know.  My husband said that they would be in separate locations, and whoever was there first would do the job.

I sat bent over shackled to the floor by glittering chains that were anchored to the floor.  My eyes were covered with a silk tie, and I had been gagged.  I had on a delicate thong made of black lace and a corset.  The stockings and heels had been an afterthought.  I waited, and it seemed like forever before I heard the door. 

The footsteps were heavy and masculine.  I could smell the musk of a man, but which one?  Whichever one that lined themselves up ran their hand along my exposed cheek and gave it a rough smack.  I let out a grunt, and I felt a smack on the other cheek.  I wanted to know who was there, but I couldn’t see.  I was positive it was Justin since my husband wanted to be sure it was him who had the issue.  I felt heat as a hand pulled aside my panties.  I felt a finger probe me.  I tried to gasp, but again the gag prevented me.

The head of a cock pressed against my lips.  I pushed back against the head forcefully, only to feel it withdraw.  A sharp slap across my lips made me recoil.  The hand then guided me back to him, and the head forced its way in.  I had no idea who it was, because the girth easily could belong to my husband.  I moaned deeply, unable to resist the strength of the cock.  Then he slipped out of me, leaving me feeling frustrated.  Then the head rammed into me again.  This continued again and again.  I was so frustrated that I could hardly stand it.  When he finally began to keep it firmly buried inside me I was cumming. 

I was bucking and writhing when suddenly the gag was gone.  Something was forced into my mouth.  I felt the cock that was previously in my cunt in my mouth.  I sucked eagerly, trying to please him.  Then it was suddenly it was inside my sloppy pussy again.  I moaned in ecstasy as he fucked me harder.  I began to beg.

“Baby, is that you, or is it Justin?”  I could barely talk.

There was no reply of course.  There was just the rhythm of him forcing me to cum again.  Suddeny my hair was yanked and I was pulled down onto the thick cock inside me.  I could feel it hammering my cervix.  My body was ready, and I arched my back to allow for the deepest penetration.  No sooner had I done that than he launched.  I screamed out, and would have collapsed had I not been restrained.  He held me there for a few minutes before he withdrew, leaving me breathless and full.  I waited for a long time before Chase freed me.  I couldn’t tell if it was him or not, but he looked pleased.  He patted my ass and pushed me down.

“Just in case,” he said grinning.


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