She was surprised to see me, and asked how my trip had gone - I told her fine, and asked about hers as well. While she was telling me some of the trivial non-sexual stuff, she was again reaching up for the coffee, and as the T-shirt lifted above her waist, I was surprised to see her newly clean-shaved pussy - as usual, with traces of semen showing - more easily seen with no pubic hair for cover. I asked when she had done that - and she blushed, and replied that actually, Tom had done it for her!

She said that after I left Friday afternoon, Tom had arrived with some champaign, and a half dozen or so porn videos he thought would be stimulating and interesting viewing - and suggested they close up the house, and enjoy a nudist-sex weekend - since this would be their last weekend together. Beth said she quickly agreed, and was immediately out of her robe and into the spirit of their "party". As they stood there naked in the front room in the middle of the afternoon, Beth said they had a champaign toast to the weekend - and then immediately got the weekend started by fucking long and hard right there on the front room couch.

Lying there afterwards, they agreed that whenever and wherever they were in the house through the weekend, if they wanted to fuck, they would do it right then and there on whatever was available. Beth laughed nervously as she said that over the weekend, she thought they had fucked in every room, and on every piece of furniture in the house - and said that coffee tables and kitchen tables are VERY cold and uncomfortable! On the other hand, she said that being fucked from behind while bent over the clothes hamper in our walk-in closet wasn't bad at all... I had a hard time listening to all this...

Anyway, she said that later Friday evening, they were in the shower together - and after their usual shower screw session, Beth had laughingly commented to Tom about her pubic hair so often being a matted mess after their sex marathons - and he suggested that she shave her pussy clean. She told him that other than trimming for a swim suit, she had never tried that - and teasingly asked if he wanted the job - and before she knew what was happening, he had carried her out and placed her on the bed, wet and slightly soapy still from the shower.

As she waited, he went back into the bathroom, and got the razor she normally used on her legs, and a can of my shaving lather. He placed a dry towel on a pillow, and lifted her ass up on it, spread her legs widely, and after applying lather to her already wet and dripping pussy, began carefully shaving it clean. She said he worked slowly and carefully, and as he was finishing, she saw he had a huge erection, and laughingly accused him of just wanting to play with her pussy - to which he agreed, saying hers was absolutely the BEST pussy he'd ever played with - and after wiping the last traces of shaving cream off her now clean pussy, he bent down and gave it a long kiss, slowly running his tongue just inside, and up and down the full length of her pussy lips. Beth said that to that point, that was the most sensual thing she'd ever experienced.

Then, Tom straightened up, and said, lets try the redecorated equipment - and they fucked again furiously there on the bed, both of them still wet and slippery from the shower, Beth said that the new sensation of his pubic hair slamming and grinding against her sensitive newly-shaved pussy was almost overwhelming - and she couldn't tell if she had a half-dozen individual orgasms - on that single screw - or just one single long one - but she said when they were finished, she was so weak she couldn't stand for about a half hour. But she said she was no longer sore from Tom's size, or the frequency and intensity of their sex - and while she was still quite tight for him, he could usually easily insert his dick into her fully in 2 or 3 motions. In other words, she was totally adjusted to his cock, and there we no more distractions from fully enjoying him frequently and deeply inside her.

Later that night, Beth said she and Tom went out to relax under the full moon in our backyard spa - and Beth commented that it looked like Tom could use a closer pubic trim himself - and he asked if she was volunteering for the job - she said sure, and went in for her scissors. When Tom saw her with those, he pretended to pull away in fear, saying, you're not gonna trim the wrong thing are you? Beth said she assured him that she thoroughly appreciated and wanted to keep THAT part of him as long as possible, it suited her perfectly - and she then gave him a close trim around his dick - which by this time, with Beth pulling it this way and that while she trimmed, was again fully erect and ready for more action. She said they next took a couple of large towels out onto the grass next to the spa, and were soon fucking once more - Beth again gasping in multiple orgasms at the prickly feel of Tom's trimmed pelvis tightly grinding against her clean shaved tender pussy.

About midnight, Beth said it was chilly outside, naked under the full moon on the grass, so they went inside and built a small fire in the fireplace - and lay on the rug in front of the fire, and fucked some more.

I asked Beth if she knew how Tom had the stamina to fuck her so often, and so fully - she said she had asked him the same thing, and he told her he had some vitamins, herbs and minerals that he gets at a health food store that is prepared for just that purpose - and it worked well for him in the past while he was tom-catting around before his last marriage, and he was taking double doses currently just for his times with Beth. Beth was both impressed and very appreciative!

Beth said they spent most of Saturday afternoon watching the videos, and trying some of the moves and positions they saw on the screen - she said some of them were really fun and exciting - but required someone with Tom's length for best results - I asked if they had tried anything really "kinky", and she said no, other than Tom kissing her freshly-shaved pussy, and she said at one point she was kissing down his chest, when she came to his cock - and she took it and kissed the tip several times - that was about it.

I finally got around to mentioning to Beth our "problem" - that while all this had been educational, and was likely to be hard to terminate, we really couldn't continue like this - while the sex-orgy weekends might be over, the two of them couldn't keep fucking during weekday noon hours, and at some point, it all must stop. Beth got a panicky look on her face, and said she knew this conversation would come up soon, and she agreed the current situation must eventually end - but she just wasn't yet ready to turn loose of Tom.

She said when he was near, all she wanted was to fuck him - and when he was inside her, it was as though he hit all her erogenous points at once, and she just turned to jelly inside - in her words, Tom "fucked her silly". She said she could easily eliminate semen inside her and on her pussy as it dribbled out during the day after their sex together - but that she fully welcomed and enjoyed the sensation of carrying Tom's sperm around inside her - and when small droplets dribbled out, it felt like an ongoing bond between them through the day while they were apart. She begged me for more time, and said she felt the situation would stabilize soon, and perhaps it would all still work out well for all of us. At the time I wasn't really certain what she meant... And I was afraid at that point to ask if she was in love with Tom - though all the evidence certainly pointed that way.

Several more weeks went by - there were no more weekend orgies, Tom's wife had returned - and while I tried renewing my own sexual encounters with Beth, it was quickly evident that Tom's energetic labor had enlarged her pussy enough that my own size couldn't come close to stimulating her - I hoped that the passage of time would slowly return her down t her former dimensions, and we could at least have what we had before all this started - but as it turned out, she was still seeing Tom almost daily and fucking him for a couple of hours at every meeting - so I didn't have a chance.

Finally, about 6 weeks after all this began, I initiated another conversation with Beth on the subject - but she quickly cut me off saying, Look Bill, I might as well tell you - you'll know soon enough anyway - I'm pregnant! I suspected it right away after I started fucking Tom - so let's face it, It's undoubtedly Tom's baby. You and I only had sex a few times immediately prior to Tom's arrival in my life and our bed, and none of those were during my fertile period. Tom, on the other hand was there right at the best possible time to impregnate me - I can't explain it, but I'm sure he had me thoroughly pregnant the very first time he fucked me - he had been without sex for well over a week, and was so horny he overwhelmed me with the volume and potency of his sperm on that very first session - God, I've never felt a thrill anything like it! I do know from that moment on, I felt different inside - as though there was new life stirring deep inside me - but at the time, thought it might just be the sensation from all his semen still inside me.

Or perhaps it happened later the next week - but I do know the weekend you were gone and Tom and I spent the weekend together, was my absolute peak fertile period for the month - but Tom and I had been fucking unprotected so many times prior to that, that taking any extra precautions at that late date seemed pretty pointless - and by then, I already felt in my heart that I was pregnant with Tom's baby.

In the last 6 weeks, Tom has fucked me at least 100 times as near as I can guess - even after our first 2 marathon weekends together, he stops by here nearly every day at lunch time, and we usually fuck at least twice on each of those meetings, and several times you didn't know about, we met in the evenings, and when Tom is unable to stop by our house at noon, we arrange to meet in a secluded spot, and fuck several times on the padding mats in back his delivery van, we have even been meeting weekends when you thought I was going to the mall, and I drove over in our van to the cabin, and fucked Tom for a couple of hours at a time there. I would say that every single day, for the last 6 weeks, Tom and I have fucked long and hard at least twice a day, usually more.

For all those 6 weeks, I have been constantly kept brimming to overflow with Tom's sperm in my belly - sometimes I think I can feel his semen sloshing inside me! Tom has fucked me with my full eager participation and enjoyment, in every position, and in nearly every room in the house, including the back seat of the car out in the garage - when I wasn't fucking him, I was wishing I was fucking him, and planning the next time I could fuck him - and honestly, for the last 4 weeks, I've been hoping I was carrying his baby. We fucked so long and so hard on our first night up at the cabin, we broke that old bed - but what a glorious sound those rusty old springs made in tune with our screwing before the frame let go!

Every time I look at my naked body in the mirror and see my clean shaven pussy that Tom shaved - and has shaved again for me several times since, I think of Tom. Every time after Tom and I make love, and I later feel a small drip of his semen slip from my pussy, I think of him - and now when I stand sideways in front of a mirror and see signs of pregnancy in my swelling abdomen, I think of Tom.

Bill. I love you, and have for 10 years - we've shared a lot, work, building our home and what physical love we were able - but Tom and I have shared a lot in recent weeks too - mostly physical and emotional, but now I'll share something else with Tom, that you and I were unable to share - a baby. Bill, we were foolish to start our "experiment" - it's not possible for 2 mature adults to daily make as much love, deeply, frequently and with as much fierce passion as Tom and I have - and then to lie together through the night in each other's arms, still gently fucking and whispering personal thoughts and dreams in each other's ears, without forming a deep emotional bond - and love. But God, I'm glad to have experienced it all - I don't regret it, or the baby a bit!

Tom and I have whispered hopes and dreams to each other in between our fucking, and even have pet names for each other - I call him my "Big pussy-pounding stud", and he calls me his "Little dick-draining darling". Bill, the sex with Tom is great- and has become extremely important and desirable to me, but for a woman, lying in bed wrapped up with, and around a man, with him wrapped around and inside her, is more than plain old sex - a woman can't fall asleep in that way, the man still deeply inside her, kissing her, fucking her slowly and tenderly as she dozes - waking in the night to a thrilling mutual climax, and in the morning, waking to more kisses and the feel of him still deeply inside her, holding her tenderly, and still fucking her lovingly and gently, without her developing emotional attachment to him - it's just not possible!

I missed my first period after my second weekend with Tom - I had already felt and suspected I was probably pregnant, and took one of those drug store pregnancy tests - it came out positive, but I don't trust them entirely, so I figured Iâ€d better wait another month. Meanwhile during one of my noon sessions with Tom, as we laid there together after he had fucked me a couple of times, I told him it looked like he might gonna be a daddy... That was his first knowledge that I wasn't on the pill, and might get pregnant by him. He was concerned at first - but I told him it wasn't really his fault, since it was our trying to get pregnant that started all this to begin with.

I missed my second period a week ago, and took another test, which also showed me pregnant - and more than that, I'm showing other physical signs of pregnancy. I've already told Tom he's definitely going to be a father again, he seemed sort of proud, not many guys have two females running around carrying their babies at the same tome - it's just a formality, but after I miss my next period, I'll go to a doctor to verify what I already know - I'm carrying Tom's baby!

Tom and I talked seriously about options when I first told him I thought I was pregnant - we had earlier agreed this abundant sex we were sharing was only to be an enjoyable experiment - Tom cares for his wife - and she is 5 months pregnant herself - so Tom's not about to leave her for me, and though he has now formed a more substantial romantic bond with me, it's been mostly the heavy-duty sex that draws him to me. He loves fucking me as much as I love being fucked by him - the sex is still absolutely fantastic. Truthfully, I have no idea how I would respond if he did want to leave his wife for me, but that's not an option, and now it's up to you and me to decide what our relationship - and the baby's will be.

SO, Beth and I have had a couple of other conversations since - neither of us yet know what to do - a further complication - or partial solution - is that due to the economy. Tom is being transferred back to the home plant he originally came here from, and will presumably no longer be a divisive element between Beth and me - I had a hard time convincing her I had nothing to do with the transfer, but she cried herself to sleep several nights after learning of Tom's leaving the area. I know Beth still loves me - and I also know she loves Tom, not only in the same way she loves me, but deeper because of the fantastic sex she had with him, and her resulting pregnancy and coming baby he is leaving her with. We both know Tom will never leave his wife, who knows nothing of all this - nor does Beth expect him to - so it's left to Beth and me to figure how to adjust our lives for the future - and hopefully, each other.

And just today, Beth's pregnancy sonogram showed she's not just pregnant, she's VERY pregnant, and carrying Tom's triplets...

I've heard other guys fantasizing about watching their wives being vigorously fucked by some well hung, guy - out of the same perverse curiosity as to how she would deal with that it I had - but be careful what you wish for - or your sad story might just be the next one printed here... For that matter, how many of the kids under your roof right now are you absolutely certain are really yours, and how sure can you be your wife, like hundreds of thousands of others, according to statistics, hasn't already tried her own little "experiment", with it's own little resulting "bonus"...

Only your wife knows for certain...