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 A 17-Year-Old Boy Fathered Our Son

   My husband had treated me to MFM fun numerous times over several years.
During that time I was always on the pill.

   I decided that since I had reached age 35, it was time for us to try to
have some kids.  We stopped our threesome activities, and I got off the
pill.  My husband and I continued a regular active sex life.  To our
surprise, I still did not get pregnant.

   Being 35-yrs-old, my husband and I had often fantasized about me doing a
guy much younger than me.  It was a fantasy we had never been able to
fulfill.  We were not inviting other guys into our sex life at that time,
and I was beginning to think that it was me who was not fertile.  But, I
later learned that it was my husband's sperm count that was low, too low to
get me pregnant.

   One day I got a delivery from the local grocery, and the kid that
brought the order was young (we learned later he was 17 at the time).  I
was still in my lingerie, so I peeked out the window and told him to come
around to our back door.

   I met him and let him in.  I was pleased to see he was a really
good-looking boy.  As he put or groceries on our kitchen counter, I noticed
that he was studying my nearly-nude body.  I wasn't wearing panties.  I
looked down to see a bulge beginning to form at his crotch.  We were both
silent for a few moments.

   Smiling at him, I took his hand and moved him toward our living room.  I
said, "Come over here and sit next to me," as I sat on our couch and nudged
him to sit next to me.  He was staring at my breasts, and I was still
holding his hand.  I said, "Like them?" and he just sort of mumbled, "Yes
mam."

   I slid the shoulder strap of my gown down, pulled his hand closer, and
placed it over my exposed breast.  "Do you like that?" I asked, as I cupped
the back of his hand and let him palm my breast.  "Go ahead and play, if
you'd like," I told him.  He took up my invitation and began tweaking my
nipple.  I moaned and let him know that his hands felt good on me.

   "Kiss me," I said...  and the kid did.  To my surprise, he was a really
good kisser.  As we kissed I moved my hands to his crotch, undid his belt
and zipper, and was soon caressing his fully erect young cock.

   I pushed his pants down and then lifted my gown over my head.  He just
seemed to be in awe as he looked at my totally nude body.  I invited him to
lick and suck my breasts.  As he bent forward to accept my invitation, I
spread my legs, and he fell in between them.

   I kept stroking his youthful, but sizeable cock...  and soon had it
pointing directly at my bare pussy.  Without even asking him if he wanted
to put it inside me, I pressed against his butt, brought his cock in
contact with my pussy, and thrust my hips upward, causing him to slide
right into me.  I wrapped my legs around him, holding him inside me.  Wow!
I was experiencing my fantasy of having sex with a very young guy.

   Within moments the kid (I later learned his name was Kev) was pumping in
and out of me with abandon.  I had a really enjoyable orgasm just as I felt
him shooting inside me.  Without giving it any forethought, I had taken him
bareback, and his hot squirts within me felt really good.

   Judging from the boy's excitement and screams, I was pretty sure that he
was still a virgin up to that point.

   When he was spent, I kissed him and said, "You are welcome to come back
and do that again...  if you would like." "Gawd yes I would like that," he
replied.  He got his pants back on, straightened his clothes, and I led him
to the back door again.  I gave him a kiss and said, "Tomorrow at the same
time?" He grinned and said, "You bet."

   I called my husband and told him what I had done.  He was thrilled that
I finally got to live out my fantasy, and that I expected to do the boy
again.  When he got home he took me to bed and screwed me hard as I filled
him in on all the details.

   Yes, Kev came by the next afternoon, right after getting out of high
school for the day.  That time I took him to our bed, got him totally
naked, and gave him a good blow-job before letting him take me.  He was
more relaxed that time.  After he exploded inside me, he lay back and we
talked.  That's when I learned that until the previous day his young cock
had never experienced the inside of a pussy.

   That night my husband wanted to know all the details again.  As his cock
played within me he asked if I was on the pill again.  I said, "Oops!  I
forgot that I was off the pill.  Guess I had better get back on it." That
night I started my pill regimen again.

   Kev got into a routine of visiting me 3 or 4 times a week, either right
after school, or after he got off work.  Occasionally he would express
concern about being caught by my husband.  I finally told him that I was
having sex with him with my husband's permission.  He had a hard time
understanding that at first, but I explained that my husband and I had an
open marriage, and that my husband had shared me with other men often in
the past.

   One day Kev arrived to find my husband still at home, just ready to head
out for a golf game.  Kev stammered a bit about delivering groceries
(although he had no groceries with him).  I watched from across the room as
my husband put his arm around the kid's shoulder and said, "Young man, I
know you are screwing my wife...  and that's OK.  I know she is enjoying
her sex play with you.  I hope you keep enjoying yourself." With that my
husband grinned at both of us, nudged the kid into the room, and walked out
for his golf game.

   Kev was still a bit nervous as I led him to the bedroom and undressed
him.  But, it was not long before he was sucking my breasts as I stroked
him to hardness.  In spite of the rocky start that day, he fucked me hard,
and we enjoyed each other a lot.

   Well, that was about three years ago.  Ever since that day, as Kev grew
up, he has continued to be attracked to me, and still does me quite often
(my good fortune!).  He graduated high school and enrolled in a nearby
college, allowing him to continue visiting me regularly.

   Eventually, after talking with Kev about it first, I invited my husband
to play with me and neck with me as Kev repeatedly pumped me hard, still
filling me full of his young sperm.

   Not long after I started having sex with Kev, I discovered that I was
pregnant.  That let me know that I was fertile, and it made it clear that
it was my husband who was probably not fertile.  We decided that if that
was the case, it was probably Kev's young sperm that had impregnated me one
of those first two times, before I got back on the pill.  But we did not
tell Kev.

   Throughout my pregnancy Kev continued to drop by and have hot sex with
me...  sometimes with my husband there, and sometimes just the two of us
alone.  When he discovered that I was pregnant, he wanted to know if he was
going to be a father.  My husband told him, "No Kev, I am." We led him to
believe that I was pregnant before the first time I had sex with him.

   He accepted that, and loved having the opportunity to screw me...  a
pregnant woman.  I think he balled me even harder during that period.  When
I finally had the baby, it was a boy.  My husband and I decided he looks
exactly like Kev.  The funny thing is that turns my husband on even more.

   Kev, now a college student, still regularly comes by for some hot sex
with me, and loves to play with our little baby.  Kev really got turned-on
right after the baby was born when my breasts filled with milk, and I
invited him to suck my milk.  How hot is that!  I really loved it when Kev
and my husband each sucked on one of my breasts as I put my arms around
both of them and cuddled them against me.

   About a year ago Kev came to us and said he was still wondering if he
had caused me to get pregnant.  He asked us again, "Am I the father?" We
told him that we had done a DNA test, and that my husband was the
biological father of our new son...  but if he wished, he could consider
himself the boy's second father.  That seemed to satisfy him.

   Now, three years after his grocery delivery to our home, we are in a
regular 3-way relationship.  My husband thinks Kev is doing me much more
often than he is.  I haven't kept count.  I know I enjoy lots of sex with
my young lover, but I also enjoy lots of sex with my husband.

   We are all three very happy the way things have worked out.  My husband
and I have the baby we wanted, Kev gets virtually all the sex he wants with
an experienced woman (although he is dating and now screwing younger gals
too), my husband gets the pleasures related to sharing me (sloppy seconds,
watching and holding me while I am being pounded by Kev, etc.), and
obviously I get LOTS of sexual pleasure.

   Kev will never know that he has a son.  One day he will decide to get
married and have children with his wife.  We know that day is coming, so in
the mean time we all three enjoy each session we have while we can.