The Wedding Conception

The Wedding Conception

by Mon

The following story is true.

My story happened almost three years ago this month. My name
is Lisa and my husbands name is Bob. I'm considered to be
attractive and have always taken good care of myself. I'm proud to
say my husbands friends have always told him they were envious of
him to have me. Most men find my pretty face attractive, but my
large breasts (34d), flat stomach, and especially my firm bottom and
muscular thighs get the most attention, although I have to admit
I've never really dressed to show them off. I'm not really old
fashion but I guess I've always dressed kind of a conservatively
being a southern girl.

We dated through most of our college years and married soon after
graduation. I remained a virgin until our wedding night, which was
something my husband had insisted on considering his old-fashion
southern up-bringing. He is a successful businessman so it hasn't
really been necessary for me to work. Even so, I continued working
part-time at one of his businesses for a few years until we decided
it was time to start our f****y. We are also Catholic so we used
the rhythm method of birth control until then so I've never been on
the pill. After trying for two years with no results we decided it
was time to seek some professional help.

I became an expert at determining my most fertile time to
conceive and my husband would always rush home to accommodate me.
Unfortunately, no luck. We went through all of the tests that are
given to couples in our situation and learned I was ok, but my
husband's sperm count was a little low. We chose to ignore the ones
that suggested we adopt or consider artificial insemination. The
latter my husband said he could never do, considering his old
fashioned values and male pride. Knowing the amount of time it takes
and the problems involved with adoption it left both of us very
depressed. So we just kept trying.

Eventually though we found a doctor that had very good success
with others couples we knew. After the examinations he said that
there is nothing really wrong with either of us and our chances were
good if we just changed our approach. He said we were just trying
too hard, a mistake many couples make in our situation. He
suggested we should abstain from sex for about six weeks to let my
husbands sperm count build up in combination with putting me on a
strong fertility d**g. Then at the most fertile time of my cycle we
should try again. I have to admit it did make sense. We checked
the calendar and in six weeks a wedding reception was coming up that
we were both looking forward to attending. It would be perfect for
a much needed night together. A friend of Bob's from college was
getting married and we both looked forward to the very much needed
night out together. We marked it on the calendar as our "date

My husband is a shrewd businessman and one of his former
friends and business rivals would also be at the wedding. His name
was Steve. They had been good friends, but were very competitive and
were always trying to get the best of each other. It seemed like
each always had something the other wanted and they both were
equally successful in life. Finally, they had a big falling out a
few years ago. Bob hoped to use the wedding as an opportunity to
smooth things over as he admitted he took advantage of their
relationship. Although I had only met him a couple of times I did
know that his relationship with Bob had cooled and just recently
they began to speak again. But anyway, that wasn't my concern, at
least so I thought. Bob had been working long hours and almost
every night leaving us both rather frustrated and without any sex it
was a long six weeks. Since the night of the reception would be my
most fertile time I planned to make the most of it by buying a new
outfit much different than I normally wear to surprise Bob. He
likes to show me off to all of his old friends so I knew he would
approve of my new look. He's always trying to get me to dress
sexier. It was a very short aqua colored dress that was made of a
nylon spandex like material that gave it a kind of shiny metallic
look as it tightly hugged my curves. It showed alot of cleavage and
was very low in the back with a zipper. To match I bought a pair of
shiny aqua panties of the same material that matched perfectly and
decided not to wear any kind of a bra, something I've never done
even though I knew my nipples would probably show through if I got

When the night arrived I began to get ready early since the
reception was almost an hour drive away. I had taken my temperature
earlier and was happy to learn I was ovulating right on schedule.
Perfect. To celebrate I even made myself a little drink, something I
never do, to help me relax as I've never dressed in public this way.
When Bob didn't get home I began to worry. I made myself another
drink, put on my new dress, and stood in front of the mirror. Wow!,
it didn't even look like me. Even though the dress was supposed to
look classy it was so tight it appeared to be painted on my body. I
knew I looked hot and couldn't wait to see Bob's reaction. I was
already feeling a tingling sensation in my panties just from the way
it made me feel to wear this almost "slutty" outfit. He probably
wouldn't even want to go to the reception I thought.

Then the phone rang. It was him and he said they were having
some serious problems at work with a new computer system and he
didn't think he could get away. By the sound of his voice I knew he
felt terrible. He then told me he was really sorry and maybe I
should just go myself. You can imagine my disappointment, but I
understood and offered to just wait for him to get home. He told me
he would be late and I might as well go without him and have a good
time. No reason to ruin both our nights. Besides we could still
salvage our "date night" when we both got home. Normally, I probably
wouldn't have but considering the drinks I'd had and not looking
forward to another long evening alone waiting, I agreed to go
without him. I was a little concerned about not knowing many people,
but Bob convinced me that Steve would also be there and would take
care of me and introduce me to the other guests. He even asked me
to try to smooth things over a little for him and invite Steve to
join us for dinner sometime. I didn't really know Steve very well
but I did remember him to be about 6'4' and built like any women's
dream. He was such a ladies man I figured he must be married by now
and figured I could just sit with him and his wife for company. I
considered changing my outfit, but since it was getting late and I
didn't know many people anyway, I decided to go the way I was. As I
pulled out of the driveway I looked down in my lap to see the hem of
my tight dress riding up showing the crotch of my panties and
thought I'd have to be careful the way I sit tonight. I laughed and
wondered if Bob would have urged me to go if he knew how good I

When I got there I felt a little uncomfortable since I didn't
recognize anyone and was getting some rather strange looks from the
other guests the way I was dressed. Then I saw him. Steve was even
more of a hunk than I remembered. I could tell he was also
impressed with the way I looked too. His expression told me I was
the hottest looking woman in the place. He smiled, walked up, and
kissed me hello asking where Bob was tonight. I explained the
situation to him which didn't seem to disappoint him much and with a
curious gleam in his eye he asked me if I wanted to talk and get a
drink. As we walked to a table he told me he was alone too, loved
to dance, and would be honored to be my partner tonight. Since I
really didn't know anyone else and he was acting like such a
gentlemen, I told him yes. Besides Bob asked me to try to help
smooth things over. Since my husband isn't much of a dancer anyway I
figured it might be fun.

We chatted quite a bit about Bob and I and also talked of Steve's
recent divorce as he mentioned how lucky we were. I told him life
wasn't always perfect and mentioned our fertilty problems as an
example. We laughed about our broken plans for tonight and I told
him I probably would leave the reception early to salvage at least
some of our "date night"since it was a very long six week wait.. He
said he also thought he and Bob should get together again and
carried no hard feelings about the past. I knew this would make Bob

After that we seemed to dance every one only stopping to have
him get us another round of drinks or take a breather while we
talked. The hours went by fast and I found him to be very charming,
although I found I did have to watch him on the slow ones to keep
him from touching me a little too close for my comfort. Later as the
night went on I began to relax and found myself enjoying him so
close to me. I started to look forward to each slow dance. It felt
good to be held so close as we swayed with the rhythm of the music.
One problem though was his muscular body was rubbing so close to the
thinly covered material on my breasts it was stimulating me and
causing a renewed tingling sensation in my panties. I just hadn't
expected this sensitivity since I never usually go bra-less. My
breasts have always been very sensitive and my husband knows it's
the quickest way to get me hot. Several times as we sat and talked
I knew he must have accidentally gotten a view of my sexy matching
panties as the shiny material tightly covered my mound. I was
embarrassed and worried that he could see how wet I was getting.
My god, I was getting turned on dancing with this man. I wasn't the
only one who noticed. I looked up and saw Steve staring down at the
shiny material covering my nipples and realized that they were erect
and sticking through like bullets. I could feel the bl**d rush
through my face as I blushed. Several times in the evening I had to
excuse myself to go to the restroom. I was really surprised at
myself for reacting this way because I've never considered being
with anyone other than my husband. I brushed it off as just the side
affect of the hormones in the fertility pills and after all, it had
been a long six weeks.

The drinks were also making me more uninhibited. When we danced
again he reached around me and began to caress my ass as we swayed
together. I didn't resist. I could tell he enjoyed the feeling of
the spandex dress against the shiny panties covering my tight
bottom, because I could feel his his growing erection begin to press
against my flat tummy. I couldn't tell how big it was but knew it
must be much bigger than my husband. I wondered to myself as we
swayed what a big cock might feel like and began rubbing myself
against it, until to my disappointment, the dance ended. This
snapped me out of it and I quickly realized I was starting to go to
far. I knew I should go home before I embarrassed myself any
further. I was getting very d***k.

When I told Steve I needed to go he insisted I wait awhile until
I sobered up a little. I have to admit I was having trouble
walking. I told him I wanted to call my husband to come and get me
and asked him to just help me find a phone. He agreed and we began
walking to the lobby since the reception was at a rather large
hotel. As we walked and laughed we realized neither of us had
change for a pay phone. Steve offered to let me use the one in his
room and I joked with him that a lady would never go to a strangers
hotel room. We laughed again as he bowed and assured me he was a
gentlemen. I really didn't want to try to walk any more so I
convinced myself it was innocent enough and we went to his room.

Once inside, I stood trying to dial the phone to call Bob. I was
feeling better but was still rather unsteady and felt Steve standing
behind me to balance me when I dialed. As it rang Steve gently
rubbed the sides of my hips. When he didn't answer I turned to tell
Steve and the next thing I new his mouth was touching mine. His
lips were unlike those of my husbands, and even though I knew I
shouldn't be doing this, I opened my mouth and we began kissing. He
pushed his tongue into my mouth and pulled me close as he began to
rub my bottom again. It felt sooo good. But, I knew I had to stop
him. I broke away from his kiss and reminded him I was a married
woman and also the wife of his friend. I then told him I should go
back to waiting in the lobby. He whispered his apology in my ear and
told me he was having trouble controlling himself because I looked
so hot as I stood there swaying in that tight dress. He said Bob
was a very lucky man to have a woman who looked and dressed like me
and that he was sorry that I didn't want him, but he also
understood. Boy, he really knew what to say, and he was such a
gentleman about it! And I was so horny!

I told him that it wasn't that I didn't want to, but I was
married and couldn't get carried away. I don't know why but, I had
to kiss him again. I opened my mouth to feel his tongue once more
before I left. Six weeks was so long. I was just getting ready to
break away again when he began to gently stroke my left breast
through the soft shiny material of my dress. My Achilles heel. It
felt so good it made my knees weak. Just a few minutes longer and
then I would go. I wasn't too worried because I knew I could just
stop him anytime anyway, he wasn't being f***eful at all but still a
gentlemen. I convinced myself that it was just a little harmless
petting, something I had done with other guys while still in
college. Bob would never know. Just a little harmless thrill.

It felt so good I had to let him continue. He pulled the top of
my dress down a little exposing my nipples further as we kissed. He
began to gently roll them between his fingertips as I rubbed his
muscular chest. This man was gorgeous. When he unzipped the back of
my dress and pulled my breasts out of the top to lick and suck them
it startled me. I started to pull away so he increased his sucking
to a point it felt to good to stop. I just couldn't beleive what I
was doing and my mind was racing so fast. My knees started getting
weak and I had to sit down on the edge of the bed. Just a little
longer I told myself, after all it had been six weeks. For some
reason it was such an exciting thrill to be this naughty with
someone other than my husband, especially his biggest rival.

We lay back on the bed and I could feel his hands begin to
caress the silkiness of my inner thighs. When I didn't resist his
hand pulled the hem of my dress up and I could feel him softly begin
massaging my pussy through the material. Direct contact, this is
what I needed. I moaned. His hands pushed my legs farther apart and
he gently cupped the soft moistness of my cunt through my panties. I
thought I would wet my pants right there. It felt so good. I
figured I would let him do this for a few minutes more and then I
would have to make him stop. Steve pulled the crotch of my panties
aside and his hand was now inside with one of his fingers moving
into the tight opening of my cunt. As my pussy got wetter and hotter
he just continued to insert more fingers. Finally I moaned,
"Steve, we have to stop, please!, I'm getting so hot, I shouldn't be
here!" He responded by moving his mouth down my stomach and began to
mouth the shiny material of my panties over my clit. My God! He was
going to eat my pussy, something my husband has never done! When he
began to pull off my panties I finally stopped him and told him we
were getting carried away and I couldn't let that happen. He said he
understood and again promised he wouldn't do anything I didn't want
him to do and would stop when I said so. He promised me no one would
know. With that assurance I lifted my hips to let him pull my
panties the rest of the way off. I just had to feel this sensation
of his mouth on my opening.

I lay back and he began by slowly kissing the area around my labia
before he began to lick my very wet cunt lips and clit. While he
did this he continued to pinch my nipples and move his fingers
inside of me. I was in ecstasy as it was everything I imagined it
would be. He knew just what to do with a woman. Before long I began
to feel my orgasm build within me. I looked forward to the release
that had been building for so long. Bob very rarely makes me come so
I was really looking forward to it and told myself I would stop
afterwards. I needed it too bad. I was getting so hot now I was
moaning very loudly and didn't even notice him remove his pants and
move up between my legs.

When I felt his lips touch mine I opened my eyes to see Steve
above me and looked down to see him guiding his huge cock in between
my quivering cunt lips. It was enormous and nearly twice the size of
my husbands. I trembled at the huge size as he began to push the
fat knob of the head into me. "Steve no, stop, we can't..I'm not
protected!", I screamed. His next response surprised me, "I promise
I'll pull out..please...I have to feel inside of you for just a few
moments, oh you, gooood!", and he continued to
piston a few more inches into me. I was horrified, He wasn't going
to stop!!! He was going to fuck me! I protested again, "No, Steve
please!, don't please, please! I begged, "I can't.....not
husbands...waiting for me...I'm ovuulatttingggg..ooohhhhhnnnoooo!".
I tried to squeeze my legs together, but I was too close, I was
starting to cum already as he sank in further, stretching my cunt
lips apart, already more than ever before. My body then betrayed me
as my hips began to push and move against him with my building
orgasm. I couldn't help it, I couldn't even speak. I could only moan
and push back as he began to fuck me towards climax.

He thrust in and out, sinking deeper into my pussy with
every push until finally his entire shaft was into the hilt filling
me completly. His pubic bone ground flat against mine. I started to
mouth a protest again when I felt his huge shaft push even deeper
until it touched my cervix at the opening of my womb. That did it. I
exploded in my first real orgasm ever I thought I was going to pass
out as wave upon wave of pleasure went through my body.

When I finally recovered I realized my pussy had adjusted to his
huge size and his massive cock was sliding smoothly in and out of my
wet slit. All thoughts of my husband and my unprotected eggs were
gone. I was in love with his huge cock. My body finally had what it
had been waiting for all night. I was moaning as he slammed himself
into me, bucking with the pure pleasure his cock was giving me. It
was fantastic having such a large, powerful forbidden cock inside
me, and I felt my second climax building up in my stomach very
quickly. I was going to come again! Steve's thrusting then got
stronger and I realized he was about to come too. I was somewhat
disappointed because I knew he would have to pull out before I came
again. I was so close.

Then I felt it. The feeling that I've yearned for again every
day since that moment. His whole body lurched forward and I felt the
tip of his penis smash against my cervix. He groaned loudly and
shot the first spurt of his semen deep within me. My god, he
wasn't pulling out! He was coming inside of me ! I was filled with
both the feelings of ecstasy and absolute terror. I tried to push
him off , but it was too late. His hands were holding down mine and
he was pushing into me with all the strength and intensity of his
orgasm. What really surprised me is it felt so incredible! When my
husband comes it just dribbles out of him. But with Steve I could
feel his hot sperm literaly shooting into me. It fired with enough
f***e and quantity I could literally feel each forbidden jet hit my
cervix and penetrate through my womb. "You said you..would pull
out!", I gasped, "Oh...I..can feel it.. your coming...inside me...oh
no.....oh, good.. I'm
comming.....ooohhhh.!", as my hips again involuntarily began to push
hard against him. The most intense orgasm I've ever had hit me as
he continued to thrust and all I could do was grab his ass and pull
him into me further . My entire conscience was focused on this
pleasure between my legs now and I screamed with the greatest sexual
experience of my life. Wave upon wave of ecstacy went through my
body as I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him into me deeper.
It was wonderful. I could feel his seed pouring out of me and down
the crack of my ass as he kept spurting. I couldn't believe there
was so much of it. As the waves subsided, I could feel the hot
warmth of his load spreading out into the depths of my body,
searching for my eggs. I just lay there for a moment in a dreamlike
state marveling at the feeling of what was happening inside of me.

When reality began to return the fear of what I had done
returned too. I looked down between my spread out legs to see the
shiny coating of his seed as it clung to the shaft of his cock still
partially inside of me. What had I done. I began to cry. Steve
noticed and looked deeply into my eyes as he continued to slowly
pump his now shrinking tool. As he did I could feel more of his
come oozing out of my swollen pussy. "You said you would pull promised! What if you got me pregnant, your not my
husband!", I whimpered. His response shocked me, "Lisa I'm sorry,
you looked and felt too good... I never imagined you would actually
let me fuck you...Lisa....Bob's beautiful wife!...when you said you
were fertile tonight....well... I just had to give you
make sure you had my baby... instead of that son of a bitch husband
of yours!".

I paused and looked at him. It all became perfectly clear. I
understood now it was really just another competition. He was
getting the best of Bob. I began to get angry then not at just
Steve, but Bob, for letting me get into this situation.

At that point it didn't matter anymore. It was done. I could
never explain this to my husband. He would never forgive me. I got
d***k and let my husbands rival fuck me and shoot his sperm in me,
directly at my unprotected eggs at my most vulnerable time! The
night we planned together as our "date night". Considering the
fertility pills I was on, my eggs were probably being fertilized at
that very moment. Steve filled me with so much of his potent sperm
I knew I was pregnant with his c***d. I realized this game has been
happening since the beginning of time. I had let Steve achieve the
greatest victory of one rival male over another. Take an opponents
woman and impregnate her with your offspring. Bob would never be
able to do better than that.

As I thought about how crazy all of this was I realized my legs
were still wrapped around him and he was still gently thrusting his
cock inside of me as he held me down. It really was a soothing
feeling and even when he was soft he was still larger than my
husband. I looked up at him and realized my body was starting to
respond again. He kissed me again very gently and began softly
licking my nipples. To my surprise I could feel his member was
beginning to get hard again. My husband had never been able to
recover so fast. I knew I had to stop this time, just in case there
was a chance it wasn't too late. I couldn't be so stupid to let him
take me again! I let Steve fuck me once and now he was starting to
do it again. But as he continued I realized I couldn't stop him. I
was still very turned on by what I had done. It felt too good. I
was getting exactly what I needed and didn't ever want it to stop.
My hips again began to meet each of his thrusts. He released my
hands and we began what turned out to be a very slow, even romantic
fuck. We continued for a long time as I blocked out all thought of
everything except how wonderful his large cock felt pistoning in and
out of my wet cunt. His big dick again filled me completely and was
stretching my pussy to it's limits, something I knew that my husband
will never be able to do. I had no idea sex with another man could
feel so good. As we fucked I had several smaller orgasms that seemed
to just run together. I lifted my head up and began to suck the
nipples on his chest. After a while Steve panted, "I'm going to come
again, should I pull out?" My response still surprises me to this
day. As another orgasm built up inside me I begged, "No, come
inside me, I want to to feel it...again..come inside of
me...please!" He smiled, kissed me, and picked up his rhythm.
Before long he stiffened, and again I felt him shoot an incredible
load of his sperm into me as I pushed my cunt up to meet each
thrust. I could feel each jet hitting my cervix again which
triggered another deep orgasm as it penetrated into my womb. When
it hit me, I screamed and clawed at his back.. It felt as if the
whole world was whirling round; it was so wonderful. Even my
nipples burned. God, it felt so wonderfully taboo to think I was
letting another man intentionally impregnate me with his c***d. It
was the ultimate betrayal of my husband and I had completely
submitted to him in every way. I knew that this betrayal is what
excited me and made my orgasm so intense.

When he finally rolled off of me and pulled his long cock from
my red and swollen pussy I slowly sat up on my elbows and looked
down at how totally fucked I looked. My pretty dress was bunched up
around my waste and my soaked panties were hanging on one ankle. My
pussy was swollen and red and my pubic hair was matted and soaked
with his cum. My breasts were red and covered with marks from his
intense sucking. But what was really amazing was the river of cum
that was oozing from my stretched out opening and pooling on the bed
beneath me. I grabbed a pillow and put it under my bottom to help
elevate my womb. I wanted to keep it's warmth inside of me a little
longer. I was so opened up as I lay there I wondered if I would
ever be able to feel my husbands small cock inside of me again.
Steve laughed and assured me it would be our secret. After about 20
minutes I staggered to my feet and the cum just ran down the insides
of my thighs as I walked. I had never seen anything like it.

I knew I couldn't go home like this so I jumped into his shower
and cleaned up as well as I could. When I finished I returned to
see Steve sl**ping on the bed with his wonderfully slimy cock lying
peacefully across his stomach. I slipped my dress on and pulled up
what was left of my panties. I left wondering if I would see him
again but didn't want to risk arousing him again either. I could
feel his come still leaking from me on the ride home and hoped my
wet panties would soak it up. As I drove I kept asking myself how I
could have let such a thing happen. I felt so naughty. I started
fingering myself it made me so excited to think about it. When I
got home luckily Bob was sl**ping. I quickly went into the bathroom
and slipped on a nightgown that covered my red and swollen breasts,
put on fresh panties, and climbed into bed. I was terrified that
somehow he would smell his rival's scent on me. As I lay there I
could feel Steve's warm semen still leaking from my pussy. Bob
finally woke up as we lay there in the darkness. He reached for me
and asked how I enjoyed the wedding. I told him it was fine but
that for some reason I didn't feel very well. He seemed surprised
and disappointed but seemed to understand. He then just snuggled up
next to me and rubbed my tummy saying we will try again for our
"date night" later when I felt better. I knew right then that I
couldn't let him touch me again, until I knew for sure, several
weeks later, that yes, I was now carrying Steve's c***d. He asked
if I'd seen him and said he hoped he took care of me. I assured him
that he had indeed, and added he was a complete gentleman. I told
him we should probably get together with him sometime and Bob
agreed. In the darkness I couldn't help but smile, he had no idea
that another man's baby was now attached to my womb that he gently
rubbed. Somehow I knew that it probably wouldn't be the last time
either, but that is another story.
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1 year ago
what a fucking bitch of a wife
1 year ago
very good story but wouldnt the husband no after he found out the date the baby was consived
1 year ago
Excellent story!
1 year ago
Fantastic story. Very hot. Wish I could have fucked her slutty fertile pussy