Their bedroom door clicks shut. Heart hammers. Skin prickles hot. Fabrice’s house, just steps from mine. Hugo waits at home, knowing. Infertility crushed us. His sperm weak. Fabrice’s proven potent. Sessions started clinical. Now? Pure fire.
Nights blur. I strip naked. Wait on the bed. Pulse races. Door opens. Fabrice enters, belly soft but cock thick, veined. Eyes lock. He grabs my head. Shoves me down. ‘Suck it, slut.’ Words ignite. Lips part. Tongue laps pre-cum. Salty. Heart thuds wild. Cock swells, fills mouth. Gags me. I finger his ass. He groans. Bursts. Thick ropes flood throat. Swallow. Choke. Crave more.
The Fever
Back home, Hugo senses. ‘He makes you cum?’ Whisper yes. His cock hardens. I suck him too. Salty loads twice nightly. Guilt? Burned away. Fever builds. Fabrice teaches. ‘Beg for cock.’ I do. ‘Fuck my slut cunt.’ Dirty words pulse blood faster. Ties me. Blindfold. Waits. Silence screams. Skin feverish. Then hands. Rough. Pinch nipples. Heart explodes. Fingers invade pussy, ass. Drip. Beg.
Last night. Surprise. Door opens. Clara whispers. Naked. Men enter. Hugo. Fabrice. Shock. Then hunger. Kneel. Two cocks. One rigid, mine. One long, flexing. Lips seize Hugo’s first. Suck. Nibble frenulum. Balls cup warm. Clara presses back. Tits firm against me. Fingers twist nipples. Fire. Switch cocks. Saliva bridges them. Balls tighten. Pulse roars.
She fingers me. Pussy. Ass. Soaked. Urgent. Need filling. Now.
The Blaze
Push me onto Fabrice. Legs straddle. Guide cock in. Slick. Deep. Ride hard. Heart slams ribs. Hugo lubes ass. Presses. Nudges. Enters slow. Inch by vein. Two cocks grind. Thin wall rubs them. Full. Stretched. Breath hitches. They pulse inside.
Hugo thrusts first. Short. Builds. Slams. Pubes slap ass. Fills burn. Fabrice gropes tits. I scream. ‘Fuck me! Harder!’ Hearts sync. Sweat slicks skin. Clara fondles balls. Tongues? Everywhere electric.
Climax crashes. Hugo roars. Jets deep in ass. Shudders push me forward. Cum leaks. Onto Fabrice’s base. I grind. Fingers clit. Ass. Explode. Waves rip. Then Fabrice erupts. Fills womb. Hot floods. Breed me.
Hearts slow. Bodies slick. Sweat cools. Cocks slip out. Cum drips. Skin glows. Unique. Owned. Hugo kisses forehead. ‘Our baby.’ Clara smiles. Paths crossed. Fire banked. Ashes warm promise. Nine months later. Axelle cries. Ours. Lust forged her. Crave more. Hugo spies new couples. Fever simmers.