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 Ten Months

   This story is true, the names haven't been changed.  Everyone was old
enough to know better.  Try this at home: throw away the condoms and let
nature take over.  Enjoy!  -Ariel Racine

   Scott

   Sara is ten, at that still fun stage between child and teen, and due to
arrive the first week of June.  As much as I miss her during the school
year, having her with me for the summer makes up for it.  We can have fun
together and travel without any school schedule to get in the way. 
Unfortunately, I have to juggle work on a project this time.  In Boulder
you have to get the core building process wrapped up before first snow.

   I put up a job ad for a college student as tutor and babysitter.  Sara
loves books, so an English Lit major would be perfect.  I thought free room
and board for the summer plus a decent salary would get someone good, but
that attracted way too many people.  The good news was I could use a strict
GPA screen: 3.5 or better.

   Three girls qualified.  Jenny came on strong, loud and dressed like a
cocktail waitress.  She acted like she was more interested in taking care
of my dick than my daughter.  Sara will not get any slut lessons, not on my
watch.  Alison was a nice mix, she seemed studious but wasn't shy.  She
planned to teach after completing her degrees, that was a plus.  Rhonda was
the opposite of Jenny, which is to say she was too shy.  She was afraid to
look me in the eye, so that interview was over fast.  Alison had the job.

   Ali

   Everything sounded great, having a salary and a place to stay meant I
could save some money and start senior year ahead.  Scott's office was nice
and his home was too.  The downstairs room next to Sara's was perfect,
large with a sliding glass door that opened on to the pool deck.  But there
were still a lot of details to go over.

   Two nights and one day off each week didn't seem like enough free time,
but Scott was willing to let me ditch out on occasional days when he wanted
daddy time with Sara.  No guests shifted to meeting them first and getting
his approval.  No overnight guests was fine, my last boyfriend cheated and
left me gun shy.  I could use a summer out of the dating scene.  We were
all set.

   Scott

   I explained about the trips to Boulder and Ali was a little nervous.  I
assured her that all expenses were covered and she would be sharing a room
with Sara.  When I offered her $800 per week, she was all smiles.  She
moved in the first of June and was waiting for us when I returned from LA
with Sara.

   They hit it off instantly, started talking about wizards and lions and
some other books I had never heard of.  Ali was a little surprised to
discover how well Sara read and maybe even a bit envious, when Sara showed
her the cool wand she got at the theme park in Hollywood.  The chatter went
on and on.  I finally got Sara in bed with promises of a shopping trip the
next morning.

   She had outgrown all of her old summer clothes and needed shoes too. 
Once she was asleep I gave Ali a debit card and keys to the SUV.  Sara
could choose whatever she wanted, she was the one who had to wear it.  But
her two bathing suits had to be one piece no matter how much she begged for
a bikini.  I told Ali she was welcome to pick up a one piece for sailing
and a bikini for sunbathing.  When she said she didn't really need them, I
made it clear that going shopping without getting something for herself
wasn't the way things worked here.

   Ali

   I was luckier than I imagined.  Sara was getting princess treatment but
she wasn't spoiled by it.  When her dad said no she didn't argue or whine.
Her boundaries must have been clear when she was young.  When we were
picking out bathing suits she wasn't happy but the words "Orders from dad"
closed the door on that subject.  When I was trying to decide between a
relatively modest bikini and one I liked with less coverage she cracked me
up.

   "Mom always buys the little ones and when we're sunbathing at home she
doesn't even wear the top.  Plus the black one looks better with dark
hair."

   Okay then, that was definitely too much information, but she was right
about the black.  Sara did a fashion show for Scott that evening and he
loved all of it.  After she was in bed we talked more about the summer.

   "In between trips to Boulder I want to spend a few days in LA at a theme
park or two.  Talk to Sara and see where she wants to go, price it out and
give me a basic budget.  Leave the airline tickets to me.  We'll spend a
few days in Tahoe, probably in late July, if she wants to go sailing.  And
check out what there is to do during the day in Boulder for you two, I'll
be on site most of the time."

   Scott went right down the line, boom boom boom.  I was beginning to see
why he was so good at business.

   Scott

   The June trip to Boulder was tough, there were materials problems and
one of the contractors was a little flaky.  It was hot, so the girls spent
most of their days in their room or at the pool.  We got out to see a movie
one evening and we picked up a couple of kites to fly at the park on the
last day.  Other than that it wasn't much fun.

   A few days after we got back I came home from work early and was stunned
by what I saw.  Ali was teaching Sara basic yoga out by the pool and she
was wearing a barely there black bikini.  I hadn't noticed much about her
body before, but there she was, almost naked.  Ali has shoulder-length
black hair, stands about 5' 6" and is trim but not skinny.  The breasts I
was looking at were a solid 34 B and when she dropped into the downward dog
position I was looking at the cheeks of a perfect full behind.  Nice legs
and a tight tummy finished a sweet package.  Hot.

   I changed and went out to tell them that the trip to LA was all set,
we'd be leaving Monday.  Sara got excited, "You have to get a wand!" Ali
was all smiles.

   Ali

   I could get used to this life.  Scott was a fit 35, a kind man and a
great dad.  Sara was a perfect little sister.  As much as I was ready to
start the next semester, going back to a crappy apartment and a new
roommate wasn't appealing at all.  But like Sara, I wasn't a whiner.

   On our last day in LA I got my wand, on top of our collection of silly
hats and t-shirts from the first few days.  Sara and I were in heaven and
Scott never stopped smiling.  He told me to make a wish and wave the wand.
I closed my eyes and all I could see was him.  I'm sure I blushed.  After
dinner I got Sara to bed and told her I needed to talk to her dad about our
plans.

   Scott

   I was checking emails when Ali knocked on the door.  We sat down on the
sofa and I asked her what was up.  She blushed a bit but got straight to
the point.

   "Scott you are the most wonderful man I ever met..."

   She leaned towards me and I took her hand.

   "You've made this summer so much fun.  Sara loves being with you and so
do I, but I don't want to ruin anything..."

   "Please..." she was asking for a kiss.  I forgot my objections, I wanted
it too.

   When we came up for air I pulled off her t-shirt and she unsnapped her
bra.  A few minutes later I finished stripping her and carried her to bed.
As I climbed in next to her she asked "Do you have any condoms?" and I had
to say no.

   "We can stop at third base tonight, this is all so sudden.  I'll pick
some up when we get home, because I want you as much as you want me."

   After kissing and stroking and teasing, I was going down.  Softly at
first, then I picked up the pace and stroked her belly.  When she started
to beg I went into overdrive and held on tight while her thighs squeezed
and her hips jerked.

   After she recovered she kissed her way down and started licking and
sucking me.  She started stroking and I started throbbing.  When I finished
she looked up at me smiling, with come dripping from her chin and all over
her breasts.  We cuddled up while we came back down.  Then reality popped
in.

   "As much as I want you to spend the night, Sara's next door and we have
to keep this to ourselves for a few weeks, while we figure out what's
next."

   "I get it, I don't want her to think I'm easy or fast.  I sure don't
want her thinking badly of you.  Why don't we hop in the shower and get
rinsed off.  We can talk more when we get home, just know that I do want
what's next."

   Ali

   My god that was good and fun and hot and naughty and I was wishing we
had condoms.  I wanted him so much.  The next night we were exhausted from
the trip home, but he gave me a sweet kiss goodnight.  The night after that
was incredible, I barely made it to my room before Sara woke up.  It began
with a long kiss, then he pulled back and said we had to talk.

   "This feels perfect, I want you more every day.  But it can't be a
casual fling, that's not where I am in life.  We met about two months ago,
so we're not strangers, but there's so much we need to learn about each
other if we're going to last."

   "I'm open to a lot of possibilities, but right now I don't want you to
last very long." I dropped my robe, naked.  "Just know that I want you
tonight and tomorrow and next week..."

   He kissed me and whispered "...and next month and next year." I got the
shivers.  When he entered me I wrapped my arms and legs around him and
rocked him until we came.  We rested for a while, talking about nothing,
then we did it again.

   The next day I told Sara I was still wiped out from the trip and mostly
wanted to rest.  She read and watched a movie and then wanted to do a yoga
workout.  I couldn't tell her that her father had totally worked me out
last night, so I sat in the hot tub and put her through a basic set.

   Scott

   After dinner I said that Ali and I had some planning to do and left Sara
downstairs.  I told her about my business, managing real estate
investments. Then I asked what she wanted after finishing college.

   "A teaching job, hopefully high school.  Settle down, raise a family.  I
don't know how many children, but when I look at you and Sara together I
know I want them.  It depends on what my husband wants too."

   "I definitely want more children.  Sara is wonderful.  I know they'll
all be different, but I'm ready for that.  You're really good with her, and
with me."

   We shared another kiss and I sent her downstairs.

   "Tell Sara I should have more free time in Boulder.  And keep in mind
that most of that trip we'll be sleeping in our own beds.  If we do much
sneaking around, she'll figure it out for sure."

   I had a lot of figuring out to do before we could tell Sara the truth.

   Ali

   The next few weeks went by in a flash.  We made love every few days,
when we could.  But it wasn't easy to hide my feelings from Sara and Scott
felt the same way.  It felt like lying to someone you loved.

   Then Scott blew my mind.  He took a day off work and while Sara was
working on a writing project he took me upstairs.  He dropped down to one
knee and I just about choked.

   "Will you marry me?"

   I stood there with my mouth open.  I wasn't expecting this so soon. 
"Are you sure?"

   "Yes, as sure as I can be after three months of knowing you.  I know
that I love you and I want everyone to know I love you, but we don't have
to be in a rush to set a date.  I don't want to hide any more."

   "Yes."

   He took my hand and slipped on the ring.  It was a beautiful little gold
band with a gorgeous inlaid diamond.  Then he pulled out a larger version
of the same ring, without a diamond, and handed it to me.

   "These are actually wedding rings, because I want to wear your ring too,
starting now."

   What could I say, I slipped it on.  Then I whispered, "I'm sleeping in
your bed every night from now on," and kissed him.

   "Yes, you are.  Let's go down and tell Sara the news."

   Have I said Sara is amazing enough times already?  We barely finished
speaking and she blurted out "YES!  This has to be the best summer ever.  I
was hoping and hoping and hoping you liked my dad, because I could tell he
likes you.  The way he looks at you sometimes, it's so obvious."

   Then we laughed and hugged her and went to dinner at one of the nicest
restaurants I've ever been to.  Great wine, melt in your mouth steaks. 
When we ordered dessert Sara told the waiter "We're celebrating because Ali
and my dad are getting married."

   The Maitre D' came over with a bottle of champagne, "Thank you both for
choosing to celebrate your engagement here."

   I was walking on air the rest of the night until Scott took me, and then
I exploded.  When we could breathe again I giggled, "I am so keeping this
cock."

   It isn't anything freaky, but it's thick enough and long enough to drive
me wild.

   Scott

   We cancelled the trip to Tahoe.  Sara wanted to finish writing her first
real story and the girls were working on it every afternoon.  I waited a
few days to tell Ali what came next.

   "All your life all you've heard about sex is 'Don't get pregnant.'
Starting next month you're going to learn how good it feels to try to get
pregnant."

   "Are you serious?!?"

   "Yes.  It might sound crazy, but for the first few months there's
practically no risk at all.  The first month we'll be unprotected the first
day after your period ends.  The second month I'll be filling you the first
two days.  Each month we'll add a day, and by the tenth month you'll be
asking for a baby on the day you ovulate.

   "You'll discover how much your body wants to get you pregnant.  During
the sixth month the risk will become real, and we'll set a wedding date. 
The tenth month you'll know that your womb will be filled with fresh seed
when your egg drops."

   "I don't know..."

   "And that's okay.  Any time you want to stop, we can call it quits and
move on with our lives.  We both want children.  I'm too old to wait much
longer to get started.  We need to find out if you're ready."

   Ali

   Hearing those words was so scary.  He was right on one level, the only
words girls hear growing up are 'Don't let a boy get you pregnant,' but was
I ready for a baby?  I wanted to finish my degree first, but when I added
up the months I figured I'd deliver sometime after graduation at the
earliest.  Then I realized that while Scott was talking and I was thinking
about it, I was getting turned on.  My nipples got tight and my clit
started to throb and it felt like I was getting wet.

   So weird.

   "Please just hold me tight.  I am scared to death but I love you. 
Please hold me."

   So he did.  Then we were kissing and pulling off clothes and we went so
slowly.  When I came I was shaking and thinking he wants me to have have
his baby.  It went on and on and then my whole body snapped.  I knew I had
to try it at least once.

   Scott

   When her period started Ali got pensive.  She was cramping and not
feeling sexy at all, but still thinking about going bareback in a few days.


   The day arrived.  The girls were lounging by the pool in the early
afternoon.  I came outside and took Ali by the hand.

   "Sara, Ali and I need to talk about our wedding and a lot of other
things.  We may be upstairs until dinner time.  There's money on the table,
order a pizza if you get hungry."

   Sara didn't seem surprised, just mumbled 'okay' and I took Ali upstairs.


   I locked the door, led her over to the mirror and stood behind her.  She
was so beautiful in that black bikini.  I kissed her neck, right over the
artery.

   "We're going to take this slow.  You're going to surrender step by step,
until you're ready to be claimed.  Look at us.  I love you so much."

   I stroked her belly up and down, starting at her belly button, going a
little higher and lower with each stroke.  She was breathing faster and
beginning to turn on.

   "This tummy is going to get a little bump, then it's going to get bigger
and bigger.  Strip for me."

   She smiled as she pulled off her top and let it fall, and pushed down
her bottoms.  When I pulled her back against me she could feel my cock,
naked and hard against her.  I started to wonder how long I could draw this
out.  I held a breast in one hand and caressed her mound with the other. 
Then I held both breasts tight.

   "These breasts will feed our babies."

   "Yes..."

   "Open your legs.  Reach down and say hello to your clit."

   She began stroking her lips and circling her clit.

   Say "My clit wants to come."

   "My clit wants to come."

   Say "My husband is going to breed me."

   "My husband is going to breed me."

   "Feel how wet you are, slip a finger inside."

   "Ohhhhh..."

   I took her hand, sucked that finger into my mouth, led her to the bed
and sat her down.

   "Cup my balls.  Stroke me gently until you see come drip out.  Yes, like
that.  Now take a drop with the tip of your finger and use it to play with
your clit."

   Her finger went down in slow motion and began to circle her clit.

   "Do you want more come to play with?"

   "Yes..."

   "Turn around and climb up onto the bed, on your hands and knees.  Crawl
over to the middle and put your head down.  Spread your legs wide."

   I climbed up behind her and held her hips.

   "Ali, it's time to ask for a baby."

   Ali

   I can't believe I'm doing this...  and that I want it so bad.  "Please,
give me a baby."

   He stroked the head of his cock, slowly, up and down my slit.  Naked. 
Then the head popped in, unprotected for the first time.  Even though it's
the safest day of the month, I can't pretend there is no risk at all.  I
could get pregnant this first time...  and I'm asking for it.  He slid in a
little deeper and my god did it feel good.

   "Tilt your hips and shift around until you feel me hitting your womb. 
You'll know it when I'm there."

   He's right, I can feel it.  It's like I have two G spots and his balls
press against my clit on every thrust.  I start to zone out thinking this
is what it feels like to let my pussy get me pregnant.  He must be beyond
thinking because he isn't saying anything now.  He's just pounding into me,
a little harder each time.

   I can feel the come rise up.  "Fuck me, just fuck me..." and then I let
go.  I clamped down and milked his cock and his balls started to empty,
spraying deep.  He pulled me back tight against him and held me there,
filling me with come while I shook.

   And then we collapsed.

   My god.  I never imagined in any of my fantasies that sex could be this
good.  I scooted around beside him and kissed his face all over.

   "Thank you.  I love you so much."

   He smiled, but was too wiped out to do anything except put his arm
around me.  After a while he said "Wait until next month, we'll try
something new and do it two days in a row."

   Next month...  a second day like this.  Eventually we headed downstairs
and ordered more pizza.

   Scott

   Sara's school started back up the middle of August, which was too soon.
But we had a great summer and she was missing her mom.  Skype calls weren't
the same as being there for a hug.  Sara kept asking when we were getting
married.  All we could say was either Spring break or when she came back,
the first week of June.  After dropping Sara off we checked in to a room on
the beach in Santa Monica and locked ourselves away, making love to the
sound of the waves.  I love waking up next to Ali.

   After we got back I brought home two sheer lace slips.  "When you're at
home on our days, wear one of these.  No underwear.  I want to take you
whenever I feel the urge, right where you are." Ali blushes fairly easily,
that got her nice and red.

   When I came home the first day in September she was sitting at the
table, wearing a slip, doing homework.  I came up behind her and pulled her
away.  I put her on her knees and told her to wake up her clit and start
working on my cock.  I wrapped her hair in one hand and stroked myself with
the other, with the head in her mouth.  "When you can taste my come take a
few drops down to play, then come back for more."

   She couldn't say anything, her mouth was full.  When she got too
distracted to suck, I pulled her up, stripped her, and put her hands on the
table.  "Spread wide, it's baby time.  You know what I want to hear."

   She sure did.  "Please give me a baby," and it sounded like she meant
it.

   When I was all the way in I explained how her cervix opened up when she
came and sucked the sperm inside.  "I'm going to make you come even more
when things get risky." Then I took her until she came and I unloaded.

   The next month she wondered how we were ever going to make it to month
ten.  I wasn't sure either, so we scheduled the wedding for Spring break.
Neither of us really wanted Sara to see Ali in a wedding dress with a belly
full of baby.

   In December I told her "Month five, one day away from the baby zone."
That was the month I got some baby time lube.  Good for swimming and also
had some sort of nutrients to keep the little swimmers alive.

   She just smiled, "You're trying to get me in trouble, aren't you?"

   Each time was more intense, although we started to switch things up. 
She liked being on top and I liked looking down face to face, so it wasn't
all primal doggy style.  But when she wanted one of those intense full body
orgasms, she put her head down and her pussy in the air and said "Please."

   When I came home on day six she was wearing a sheer red baby doll, slit
down the middle, that put her body on display.  Kneeling on the couch,
teasing her clit, legs spread wide.  "I am so naughty, I threw all our
condoms away.  My pussy wants a baby for Christmas, a real baby, and your
cock does too."

   Dinner could wait.  I took her in hand and led her upstairs.

   "Put your pussy on the edge of the bed, and lean back on your elbows. 
Spread your legs as wide as you can, and put your heels on the bed."

   She watched me strip and walk towards her.  I lubed her and pushed right
in.

   "From now on when we make love you will submit your womb to my seed. 
Think about your egg sliding into a sea of sperm, waiting to breed it.  Now
watch me fuck you until I'm just a cock getting ready to come..."

   We stared into each other's eyes.

   "Yes, like this.  Fuck me like this, every day.  Breed me."

   When her hips began to twitch I ground in deep.  She squeezed the come
out of me while I kept pushing deeper.  When we finished I leaned down to
kiss her, took her mouth slow and deep.  Mine.

   I picked up some ovulation tests.  When two lines showed up she got in
bed on her hands and knees and started begging.  Then she was lying down
with a pillow under her hips, to help the sperm flow in.  One of those
times when she took my come she was bred.  The pregnancy test came up with
two beautiful lines the next week.

   I gave her sapphires the day we were married, in a hue that matched her
eyes.  Then I gave her the trust papers.

   "Three million dollars?!?"

   "Yes, yours to have no matter what."

   She started crying and I hugged her tight.
   "I love you baby, I always will."