I could feel his breath getting heavier against my neck, so I locked my ankles behind his back and said, “That’s it, Henry.”

His fertile seed filled me up and I smiled at the thought of finally getting pregnant. My husband and I had been trying to conceive for a long time with no success. We had exhausted our options and had ultimately decided that me being with another man was the best route. The idea was for my husband to find a willing man from across the country to impregnate me, but we had to change that plan after months of searching.

A lot of thinking went into the decision, but we felt comfortable knowing that Henry would respect all our wishes. He had been our son’s best friend and we knew that he would keep this a secret to respect the memory of our son. He was a wonderful sixteen-year old and the perfect candidate to impregnate me.

“Tomorrow at the same time,” I told him as he picked up his shorts and boxers from the floor.

“Goodnight, Mrs. Henke,” he said before leaving.

The following night, I was feeling so hot and bothered by the time he showed up. I had a boring sex life with my husband and the thought of receiving fertile sperm really excited me. I had fantasized about it ever since my husband had been searching for a man and being with Henry the previous night had been a true pleasure for me even if I hadn’t shown it. It had been somewhat uncomfortable as it was the first time, but I felt like the second time it would be impossible for me to hide my pleasure.

The room was cool, dark, and filled with sexual energy. I could clearly see he was already erect by the time he pulled down his shorts. His tight boxers outlined his bulge but that sight only lasted a few seconds before he dropped them down and got in bed with me. I lifted my sleepshirt and he eagerly guided himself into my hotness. We both let out a soft moan as he pushed his length into me. He slowly slid in and out of me and my pussy quickly reacted by letting out some hot juices.

“He must have felt that,” I thought as he groaned next to my ear.

He picked up the pace and I grabbed my legs to keep them wide open for him. He couldn’t see the pleasure on my face in the dark, but he could surely hear my soft moans.

I brought him down closer to me and whispered, “You are doing great, Henry.”

I tightened my pussy around his dick and he groaned in pleasure. I knew he was close to ejaculating but he seemed determined to keep going until I orgasmed.

“He is going to make me cum,” I thought, as he thrusted into me. “I can’t believe Henry is fucking me this good.”

He kept fucking me and only stopped when we heard the front door open.

“Don’t worry about him. Keep going,” I urged as I felt more hot juices run out of my pussy.

My husband was home early but we obviously had delicious business to finish in my room. Just like the night before, his breathing got heavier before coming but this time my pussy tightened to milk his fertile seed. The climax rocked my body and it was all made hotter by the fact that he emptied his balls into me. We both muffled our moans of pleasure into each other’s shoulder to make sure my husband couldn’t hear how much fun we were having. It had been way too long since I had orgasmed during intercourse, and I would have never imagined that it would be Henry giving me such a beautiful orgasm.

He stayed on top of me for a few seconds and I whispered into his ear, “You made me orgasm, Henry.”

He looked at me and smiled before getting up to get dressed.

Returning the smile, I said, “Same time tomorrow. Don’t be late.”

“I won’t,” he said, again showing that gorgeous smile of his.

The next night, I was in the kitchen getting a bottle of water when he arrived. I was only wearing a tank top and mesh panties, but I didn’t care if he saw me like that.

I opened the door and said, “Right on time.”

His eyes immediately went from my face down to my panties. I grabbed his hand and made sure to add a bit more sway to my hips as he followed me up the stairs to my room. It must have been quite the sight for him to follow my barely covered ass as he had yet to really see my body other than in my dark room. He sat next to me in bed, and I remembered what I had been thinking about earlier in the day.

“You leave tomorrow for the trip?” I asked.

“Yeah, we’ll be down there for a couple of weeks,” he said.

“We better celebrate your birthday right now then,” I said with a devious smile.

“What do you mean?” he asked with a puzzled look.

I got on my knees and hooked my fingers inside his boxers and shorts, “You know, last night was so much fun.”

“What are you doing?” he asked nervously.

 “You’ve done so good and now it is time for you to sit back and relax,” I said.

“You think you will get pregnant then?” he asked.

“I think so,” I replied as I freed his erect dick from his tight boxers.

“Uh, is your husband okay with this?” he asked.

“He doesn’t have to know,” I replied, looking up at him with my light brown eyes.

I dribbled saliva over his head before going to town on his young cock.

“I want to show you how much I appreciate you,” I said between licks to his head. “You’ve always been great to us.”

I relaxed my throat and took him all the way in while I reached my hand between my legs to give myself some pleasure. My sopping pussy was begging for his cock but it was going to have to wait till after he came back from the trip. My husband would be arriving soon, and I didn’t want to raise any suspicions by taking longer than usual.

I firmly gripped his shaft and stroked him, with my lips tightly sealed around his head and my eyes looking at the reflection of pleasure on his face. I was working him nicely when my husband entered the house, which added a nice adrenaline rush for the two of us.

Seconds later, Henry shot several ropes of his tasty cum into my mouth, “Mmmmnngg.”

“Mmmm,” I lightly moaned as I swallowed all of it.

I licked his head clean and kissed it a couple of times before getting up on my feet.

“You liked it?” I asked in a low voice, kissing him on the cheek.

“It was amazing,” he said.

“Good,” I said, kissing his other cheek. “Enjoy your birthday trip, and I’ll let you know if you’ll be a father.”

“Okay, thank you,” he said, pulling up his boxers and shorts. “And I hope you do get pregnant.”

“You don’t sound too happy,” I said, noticing his face and voice.

He looked down at his feet and said, “It’s just that, uh, I don’t want this to end.”

“Are you kidding?” I smiled, leaning to whisper into his ear. “I’m dripping wet.”

“I, er, wish we had more time,” he whispered back, rubbing my pussy through the thin fabric of my panties.

“If I get pregnant or not, this body is all yours,” I teased, placing his hands on my round ass.

He happily said, “I can’t wait to get back from the trip.”

“Ok, he is taking a shower. You better go now if you want to avoid him,” I said, referring to my husband.

Before he opened the bedroom door, I surprised him by kissing him on the lips for the first time.

“See you soon,” he said, once again showing me his beautiful smile.

I blew him a kiss and went back to bed to masturbate before my husband got out of the shower.

The next couple of weeks were tough on Henry and me without being able to please each other but it wasn’t like we didn’t take the opportunity to send each other some naughty pictures. It had naturally turned into much more than just impregnating me, and we couldn’t be any happier about it.

When he came back, I greeted him in my room with nothing on except thigh-high stockings.

“Fuck, I’ve wanted you so bad,” I said.

“Your so naughty, Mrs. Henke,” he teased.

He grabbed my ass and brought his eager tongue down to play with my nipples. His right hand found its way between my thighs and began rubbing my aroused pussy.

I helped him undress and got on top of him in bed so I could kiss and caress his virile body. I took my time kissing his chest and neck before coming up to his lips. I guided his throbbing cock into my pussy and my tongue into his mouth. We kissed deeply and passionately while I ground my hips on his throbbing cock.

I let us both enjoy the moment for a bit before breaking the kiss and saying, “I’m pregnant, Henry. You’re going to be a father.”

He smiled, but I returned to kissing him before he could utter a word. He had impregnated me, the mother of his late best friend, which would bring so much happiness to all of us. My husband and I would cherish every moment with our baby, and Henry would also be there every step of the way.

“I’m so happy,” he said.

“Thank you, Henry.” I said, between kisses. “Thank you so much.”

I bounced up and down on him, causing my juices to run down his cock. His hands fondled my breasts while his teeth gently bit on my nipples. We were both so full of lust and more as we approached explosive orgasms. Moments later, he switched me to the doggy style position so he could get a good view of my body while he pounded me.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he said with a voice full of lust.

He surprised me by giving my ass a few spanks, which was something my husband had never done despite me encouraging him.

“I’m gonna cum, baby,” I said, preparing for my orgasmic release.

He continued fucking me and holding back his orgasm until I reached mine.

“Fucckk! Mmmmnngg!” he moaned, squeezing my ass and filling my tightening pussy up with more of his fertile seed.

“Uhmmgg!” I cried, dropping my head down and releasing a long stream of juices.

We rested next to each other for a couple of minutes, with lots of kissing and caressing, and then we got up to get dressed.

“I’d love to spend more time with you, but I have to break the news to my husband tonight,” I said.

“You haven’t told him!?” he exclaimed.

“No, you were always going to be first to find out,” I said with a smile.

“Ah ok, I appreciate that,” he said, “but what happens now?”

“We just have to be more careful as it will now be a full-blown affair,” I said.

“Ok, I’ll do anything to keep being with you,” he said, reaching to kiss me and caress my ass.

That night, I told my husband that Henry had impregnated me and that was the start of a new chapter in our lives.

Through the pregnancy, Henry continued having sex with me and even became an expert in the art of cunnilingus. It was all done behind my husband’s back, but I had the feeling my husband suspected something. At times, he would notice how Henry looked at me. I mean, how could he not when Henry devoured me with his eyes. He never mentioned it to me and it was like he was okay with it since he didn’t like the idea of having sex with a pregnant woman or maybe it was because of his gratitude towards Henry.

After my son was born, we were all so happy and getting myself back in shape was just another excuse to have Henry around. He helped me exercise almost every day, and I paid him with lots of hot sex. Our relationship continued to grow and that was when thoughts of separating from my husband started creeping into my mind.

We managed to keep everything together and well until Henry was old enough that I could leave my husband for him. It was the right decision and it was made in the most amicable way possible. Henry’s parents were shocked to find out the truth, that their son had gone from being my son’s best friend to becoming the father of my second son. Sure, we went through some rough patches but our love was accepted and understood by my ex-husband and Henry’s parents.

Today, as I sit back to reflect on everything, it feels unreal to know that I was like an aunt to Henry and he ended up becoming my husband. We live happily with our son and continue to have that exciting and adventurous sex that brought us together. I do often think of what my son would say about my relationship with Henry, and I always end up feeling that he would have no problem with it since he was so close with Henry. I have learned that life takes you through many twists and turns but in the end, you must do what makes you happy.