Claire's Conception - Part 2 - Sex Stories

Claire's Conception - Part 2

... tease me any more.” “Tim, it was unbelievable! He was so so sooo… good!” A wave of jealousy washed over me but with it came an even bigger wave of arousal. Claire continued, her voice choking in her throat. “I thought I was going to die! My chest ached! My belly hurt! I thought I’d never breathe again. I thought I would pee myself! He was just…..” Her voice faded away and I was left with very mixed emotions and a very sticky belly. "I just came while you were telling me that," I said, panting. "That's so, so hot!" There was yet another long pause. "I'm going to have to let him fuck me again tomorrow, you know that!" Claire said. “I can’t stop myself now!” "I know! I want to hear all about it!" I replied. “Tim?” Claire asked, her voice suddenly sober. “What?” I asked anxiously. "You have remembered I'm not on the pill, haven’t you?” “Of course I know. I had the snip and…” she stopped me short. “Well we didn’t use a condom and there’s a good chance I'm fertile this week.” I gulped. Suddenly reality hit me. Perhaps this wasn’t a fantasy after all. Or had Claire just taken our telephone sex to a level I never dreamed existed. Was it all real after all? Jesus! “Tim? Are you still there? Are you sure you can handle all the consequences?" she asked. This time, it was my turn for the long pause. My heart thumped and my head spun with the ideas that filled it. I hadn’t given the idea of Claire getting pregnant a moment’s thought. Eventually I found the words. "Do it,” I said ...

... determinedly, “the worst that can happen is that you fall pregnant.” I paused as if thinking it over carefully but my mind was already made up. “We’ve talked about having another baby – maybe even two now the kids are older.” “But it wouldn’t be yours,” she reminded me unnecessarily, “could you live with that?” I paused even longer before replying, scarcely able to believe my own words. “If you want it then I want it,” I waited listening to my wife’s heavy breathing down the phone, "but are you sure YOU can handle it? It'll be your body the baby would be growing in!" "I have no idea, truly I don’t,” she replied, “I just know that I… I can’t help myself, Tim. I just can’t!" There was a pause but she didn’t seem to want to hang up. "I'll have to change the sheets soon. They’re getting a bit stained.” My heart leapt. It hadn’t crossed my mind that my there could be real evidence for me to see; real solid proof. A terrible idea occurred to me. "Don't change them," I said, "I want to see the messy sheets. Keep the windows closed too!" "But the bedroom already really smells like sex! It will leak into the rest of the house," she said. "Oh wow! I can't wait!” I gasped, amazed at how much the idea was arousing me, “I wish I could feel his sperm still inside you when I fuck you!" "I never imagined you were so kinky, Tim! “So don’t clean yourself too thoroughly either,” I went on, amazed at my terrible thoughts, “I want to see the evidence on you too!” “If I don't douche, I'm pretty sure he'll ...