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Not In Vitro
by Grumpy (address withheld)

***

A story about a couple trying to conceive and inviting 
another to help out, only to find a couple that are 
willing to do more than just help. (couples, voy, 
swing, preg)

***

The beginning-

Kay and I had married during out senior year in 
college. After establishing our careers, she as a nurse 
and I as an architect, we decided it was time for a 
family but nature decided otherwise. 

After trying for two years we both subjected ourselves 
to a battery of test at a fertility clinic.  When the 
test came back, Kay was normal in every way but I was 
extremely low in active sperm count, it was possible 
for me to conceive but the odds were overwhelming.

We discussed the sperm bank and in vitro fertilization 
route but the hassle and procedures needed were a turn 
off. We then spent some time discussing the virtues of 
adoption vs. no family and decided we definitely wanted 
a family but wanted control of the genes. We wanted a 
baby that looked like our child as closely as possible.

We discussed possible sperm donors and couldn't decide. 
We were back at the sperm bank option when we met Beth 
and Jack. 

Jack and I could have passed as twins, plus he was 
almost in the genius category (he was quick to let 
everyone know he had a superior intellect which was a 
turn off for both Kay and I), drawbacks aside, it 
didn't take long for us to decide.

It didn't take long to recruit Jack, when the subject 
was finally broached, he didn't hesitate to accept. 
Jack didn't want Beth or anyone else to know. Beth was 
easy; I would always be Jacks alibi. If Beth questioned 
his absence every month, I would be able to assure her 
that he was with me.

A semen sample and other test showed that Jack had an 
average sperm count and was healthy.

Beth frequently traveled which occasionally resulted in 
Jack spending the night during Kay's most fertile 
period and although it cramped our relationship, it did 
increase the possibility of conception.

On those nights when Jack stayed over, Kay and Jack 
would get together shortly after he arrived, again just 
before we retired and once more before we left for 
work. 

When Beth was home, Jack would think up an excuse to be 
at our house, sometimes he would tell Beth he had to go 
into work early and would stop by before we left for 
work, sometimes he would meet Kay during her lunch 
period and at other times, I would call and leave a 
message that I could use his help that evening if he 
was available, he made sure he was always available.

The first time Jack arrived at 'to help me out', the 
smug look on his face almost caused me to cancel the 
whole affair, Kay recognized what was occurring and 
after a private conversation, convinced me to continue 
with the agreement.

That first time, I went to a bar and had to call a cab 
to take me home. Kay was upset and let me know it when 
I finally arrived home. We had agreed that I would make 
love to Kay after each of the visits to mix semen so 
absent a DNA test; we could assume the baby was ours. I 
was in no condition to do anything except pass out.

The next day, Kay was waiting in my office when I 
returned from lunch. After the shock of seeing her 
there subsided, Kay closed the office door turned the 
intercom off, bent over the desk and flipped her 
uniform up. She wasn't wearing any panties and it was 
obvious that I wouldn't be the first that hour. She had 
cleaned herself as best she could but semen had leaked 
while she was waiting for me.

"We've got to hurry. I'm going to be late getting back 
to work."

I hesitated but Kay's smooth round ass and long slender 
legs soon had me ready to go. I slipped in with little 
resistance. She was especially slippery but after only 
a dozen or so strokes, I emptied myself in what had 
been my exclusive playground.

"Honey, you're almost as fast as Jack."

"I'm sorry. I don't know what caused me to cum so 
fast."

"You had better be ready for some serious loving this 
evening, I've got to go."

Kay pulled panties and a panty liner out of her purse, 
put them on, gave me a quick kiss and was out the door. 
I thought about a bar again but knew that was not the 
answer.

**

That evening, after Jack arrived and Kay and Jack 
retired to the guest bedroom, I stood by the door and 
listened. There wasn't much conversation but it was 
obvious when they were engaged.  Jack was grunting on 
each stroke, Kay was unusually quiet, not like she was 
when we made love.

Within a couple of minutes, the grunting stopped and I 
heard Kay ask, "Will you be able to go again?"

"Give me five minutes. It would help if I had some 
encouragement. Will you let me pull the bed sheet 
down?"

Kay must have consented to showing her nude body.

"Damn, you have beautiful tits... I haven't seen a body 
as beautiful as yours since college. Not even in 
Playboy."

"It's obvious you're ready again, lets do it so we can 
all get some sleep."

It was definitely soothing to hear Kay's business like 
manner; completely different from the Kay I knew when 
we made love.

I listened to the grunting again although it lasted 
much longer this time.

When they finished, there was some conversation about 
when they would get together again.  Jack assured Kay 
he would be around at about 6 the following morning and 
again at 8 tomorrow evening.

I hurried back to the living room and when Jack came 
out, he had a swagger and smirk on his face. 

"Jack, this isn't easy for either Kay or I, so it might 
be best if you could control your attitude." He became 
more contrite but wanted to talk about Kay. I cut him 
off and directed the conversation to safer subjects 
while at the same time hinting it was time for him to 
leave.

As soon as the door closed, I headed into the guest 
room, to find Kay with a pillow under her hips and 
knees drawn up.

"He makes me feel like a slut. This had better work or 
I'll never forgive myself."

Even dripping someone else's semen from her vagina and 
with matted pubic hair, she was still the most 
beautiful thing I had ever seen.

I gave her a long kiss and snuggled close to her as she 
began to cry. I could do nothing but hold her and tell 
her how beautiful she and how much I loved her.

Soon Kay was responding to my soothing words.

"It's time to give me some loving sweetheart. I want to 
feel like a lady again."

I started kissing her eyelids and worked my way down 
her face, neck, and breast. I kissed her belly button 
and caressed her inter thigh but didn't go to her 
private parts. When we were both ready, I positioned 
myself between her now open legs and took a few seconds 
to look at her as she lie there. Even with the 
moisture/cum, she was so beautiful, small well formed 
labia, light pubic hair and slim hips. Her labia was 
starting to gape somewhat as she continued to respond 
to my hands on her legs and stomach.

When I entered her she started acting like the Kay I 
knew. She moaned, and pulled my head to her giving me a 
long kiss while I stroked. 

"I love you so very much; you do make me feel loved and 
appreciated."

She then closed her eyes and held me close. I could 
feel her nipples become even harder and was presently 
surprised when she started climbing the slope quicker 
than I had anticipated. The low moans increased in 
frequency and soon she went almost rigid and I could 
feel her vaginal muscle contracting. That was all that 
was needed and I came almost at the same time.

Four months later, she still wasn't pregnant.

"Well dear, Jack doesn't seem to be helping; I think 
it's time to re-visit the sperm bank.

"I told Jack that we had decided to go the in vitro 
route and that, while we appreciated his help, we 
wouldn't need his services anymore. I wish now I had 
told him after the first time. He always made me feel 
cheap, like I was a whore."

"Shall we make another appointment at the fertility 
clinic or do you want to meet my friend."

"I've met someone at work, a patient with a broken leg 
that needed surgery to repair. He meets our criteria 
and I was very impressed with his demeanor. I would 
like you to meet him and if you agree, I would like to 
give him a try."

"It's your call sweetheart."

We met Dave at a local restaurant and I was immediately 
impressed. He was 6 years younger than Kay and I, had 
the physical characteristic we were looking for and was 
well educated. Dave was married and seemed to have a 
stable relationship. 

He was perfect for our project.

He shocked when we started talking to him about our 
needs and politely said he could not participate.

The following evening when I got home, Kay was in a 
happy mood. That evening, Kay said she needed someone 
to take her to bed and without waiting for a reply, 
grabbed my hand and led me to the bedroom. It was an 
evening of, not necessarily love but definitely good 
sex.

Afterwards as we were winding down, Kay said she had 
received a call from Dave and he wanted to talk with us 
again.

"It sounded like he had changed his mind."

"Do you want to continue down this path?"

"Yes, I have a good feeling about Dave."

"Do you find him attractive?"

"Oh most certainly, I had to put a catheter in while he 
was hospitalized."

"Side benefits?"

"I would estimate 9-10 inches of benefits, he probably 
got his catheter checked a couple of times each shift 
and probably changed more times then necessary. All the 
nurses were fighting over him."

"Should I be concerned, will I end up as the caboose on 
this train?"

"No, it's strictly necessity but I am looking forward 
to something other than the wham-bam Jack approach and 
extra benefits doesn't lessen the appeal." 

The following week I arrived home after work to find a 
note from Kay.

"Don't wait up. I'm meeting Dave for dinner and will be 
home late (hopefully), I'll wake you."

Don't wait up - I wasn't going to get any sleep - I was 
going to wait up.

It wasn't Kay's most fertile period; that would occur 
the following week so I ran through various scenarios 
as to why Kay was meeting Dave a week early. I finally 
gave up and tried to occupy myself until Kay returned.

At about 12:30, Kay came bouncing into the house; she 
looked radiant with a big smile and a twinkle in her 
eyes.

"Hi sweetheart, do I get..."

Kay interrupted, "Let's go to bed where I expect you to 
screw my brains out and then afterwards we can talk. 
I'm horny, let's go."

Kay strew clothes from the entrance into the master 
bedroom and was lying on the bed with a seductive look 
and a dripping vagina.

When I joined her, she gave me a kiss that could only 
be described as scorching. She then began pulling me 
into position without any foreplay. 

"Screw me love, I'm ready."

As I entered her sloppy cunt, she went rigid and her 
vaginal muscles were fluttering in strong orgasm. She 
had definitely been ready.

When she came down again, I started making love to her 
and with in a matter of a couple minutes she was coming 
again with me following shortly after.

We lay together for a short while, just holding and 
kissing each other while I marveled at the warmth of 
her cunt. I could feel hot fluids from her on my balls 
and pubic area; I could not remember that much cum from 
any of our previous matings.

"Well, you must have had a great evening?"

"It was more than I could have imagined, Dave treated 
me like a lady, he bought me a great dinner and was 
romancing me through the entire meal. He seemed to care 
about me as a person.  After dinner we strolled down 
the street just talking and acting like a couple of 
teenagers. 

Dave had rented a room at the Red Lion and when we 
entered the room, there were flowers (they're in the 
car) and champaign. It felt good to be courted.

We talked and flirted with each other while drinking 
champaign and then the mode became solemn as we both 
knew why we were there."

He started kissing me and slowly undressing me while I 
helped him out of his clothes. We just stood there 
admiring each other for the longest time and then 
embraced again. I could feel him starting to grow as we 
held and slowly caressed each other. He really like my 
small breast. He commented on my small sharp nipples 
and pink areola. 

Of course my ass received its fair share of attention; 
he said it was a bubble butt that millions of women 
would kill for. He liked the fact that he could look at 
my box and not see my butt sagging down in the back.

He's a definite 10 inches and quite thick."

"You sound like you're in love?"

"I think I was more infatuated with the attention I 
received and the way he treated me like a lady, after 
the fiasco with slam bam Jack. It was so refreshing to 
be seduced just like someone else seduced me in 
college. I think I might be a little in love with his 
approach but I know with whom I want to spend my golden 
years and only you can change that."

"When we finally moved to the bed I was ready for him 
but he spent some time just caressing me and finally 
started gave kissed me and then started working his way 
down my body. He devoted more time to my small breast, 
sucking on the nipples and lightly biting them. I can't 
remember the last time my nipples where that hard."

"He then moved to my belly and 'Mons Venus', he drove 
me crazy with butterfly kisses. When he moved between 
my legs, he opened me and blew lightly over my entire 
cunt. When his soft breath hit my clitoris, I came."

"When he started those butterfly kisses on my cunt and 
especially my clitoris I came again, so hard that I 
flooded the bed sheet with my cum. He was a master at 
eating me."

"I had to pull him up to me as I couldn't wait any 
longer, I grabbed his cock and directed it to my 
opening and when he entered me, I almost fainted it 
felt so good. I could feel every inch as he slowly 
entered me and then just as slowly pulled all the way 
out again and went back down on me with his mouth. God, 
I came again."

"He then moved up and gently pressed my knees back 
against my breast, entered me and started slow fucking 
me. I tried to hurry him but he kept at the slow pace 
and drove me wild. After what seemed like an hour of 
slow fucking, he picked up the pace, really slamming 
me, his balls slapping my ass. The cum was pouring down 
the crack of my ass and I could hear his balls slapping 
into it."

"When he was close, he slowed down again and finally 
shoved in as far as possible, I could feel him against 
my cervix as he started to come. He pumped that hot cum 
into me and just kept on coming, it felt like a hose 
had been turned on (a giggle), yeah he hosed me."

"We just lie there, both exhausted, sweaty and with our 
cum forming a pool on the bed."

"When he withdrew, with a plop, he started some more 
soft kisses, working his way up my body until he 
reached my mouth. When he kissed, long, slow and 
passionate, I could taste our combined cum."

"We just lay there holding and kissing each other for a 
good thirty minutes until we were both calm and 
exhausted."

"He then said he had to get home and although I didn't 
want him to leave, I knew we must."

"I don't need to ask if you're going to see him again, 
what changed his mind?"

"His wife, when he explained our proposal to her, she 
said she didn't have a problem with him helping us just 
as long as he made sure she was taken care of. Jean, 
his wife, probably can't conceive but she wants Dave to 
experience the joy of fatherhood although it will be in 
an 'Uncle' status."

"When are you seeing him again?"

"Friday night, I've invited Dave and Jean (his wife) 
for dinner and they will probably stay the night. It's 
your job, old boy, to make sure Jean enjoys the stay, I 
know I'll enjoy my part. Now lets' get some sleep, it's 
four o'clock."

Sleep didn't come easily as we soon found ourselves 
engaged again, we both called in for work leave the 
next morning and found ourselves alternately sleeping 
and screwing all day until we both were sore and 
completely drained.

Friday night came and after a good dinner and some 
pleasant conversation Kay and Dave retired to the 
bedroom while Jean and I became further acquainted. We 
gave Kay and Dave about five minutes and then quietly 
crept down the hall and into the bedroom just in time 
to see Dave enter Kay.

"This is a first for me" I whispered in Jeans ear.

"Me too," responded Jean, "I've always wanted to see 
Dave fucking someone."

"Come with me, I think it's time we got started."

Jean and I didn't pay much attention to Kay and Dave 
after that, we both had new territory to explore.

Kay was pregnant after those first few meetings but 
both couples decided we had a good thing going.

It was not unusual for Dave to stop by during the 
pregnancy and stay the night with Kay. 

Sometimes Jean would accompany Dave and at other times 
I would stay at Dave's house.

Both Jean and Kay commented that they were getting more 
sex than ever before and that it was exciting to be 
constantly courted by two such gentlemen.

**

After our second child was born, Dave had a vasectomy 
so that we could continue our strange but enjoyable 
relationship. When Jean became pregnant, I knew it was 
time for my vasectomy and we started exploring the 
possibility of acquiring a jointly owned home large 
enough for both families to live in, a sort of two 
family commune.

Cold and impersonal 'in vitro', no thank you.

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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