About two weeks after her encounter with Jeff's five friends, Mia felt that all-too-familiar cramping. Sighing, she checked. Yes, she was starting her period. Normally, she'd have been devastated, since she and her husband were trying so hard to have a child. And she still felt a twinge of that -- a frisson of frustration. But the feeling was blended with other things now, one of which was hope. She and Jeff were not alone in this venture anymore. He'd said his very good friends would still be willing to help out.
And that thought warmed her heart.
She bit her lip. "OK, OK. I'll be honest with myself," she thought. "All the warmth I'm feeling in my groin isn't just the blood from my flow. My pussy is heating up, thinking about all those stiff cocks. All those warm, throbbing rods of firm manhood entering me, rooting around inside me." She gasped. "And filling me! Yes! Filling me with their hot, sticky seeds. And Jeff watching." She moaned, starting to touch herself. "Yes. Watching, approving, and also fucking me while they all watch!" She groaned louder. "And all of them... trying... to get me... ahhhh... pregnant!" She rocked in orgasm, holding that thought.
After she'd calmed down, she called Jeff at work to let him know her situation. "I'm sorry to hear that, Darling," he told her. "I hope you're not too discouraged," he continued. "Remember, we only tried once," he almost whispered, obviously not wanting to be overheard.
Hearing the phrase 'only tried once' heartened Mia. "So it's OK if we try again, Honey?" she asked him. "You think your friends will be willing?"
"Absolutely," he replied. "We'll talk more about it when I get home, OK?"
"You wonderful man!" Mia gushed into the phone. "I'll greet you at the door naked, and give you the best welcome home I can, given my current rather messy condition." With her giddiness making her feel a little bit wicked, she added, "My front may be a little unusable at the moment, but my rear opening is all yours, my love!" She heard a loud intake of air over the phone line. "Are you all right, Jeff?" she asked mischievously.
He laughed. "Yes, I am, you little vixen. But hearing you promise that, I may not be able to get up from my desk for a while until a bit of my anatomy settles back down."
Mia giggled. "Well, if you do manage to get it to deflate, I'd better be able to get it to re-inflate soon after you arrive. I seem to be feeling extra horny right now, lover. And I need to be stuffed full of your man meat!" She heard Jeff groan in response.
"That did it!" he whispered into the phone. Continuing to whisper with a voice a little hoarse with desire, he added, "Now I may not be able to get up from my desk for hours! You'd better put several of our beach towels down on the floor just inside our front door, Mia. Because I plan to have you flat on the floor, prone, while I give you the stuffing you're begging to receive." After a few exchanges of endearments, they both hung up to get back to doing things.
Jeff went back to his desk work, hoping that concentrating on it would allow him to quell his now raging hard-on. Mia started thinking about a potential upcoming impregnation session. As she turned her mind to it, she realized that her subconscious had already been mulling it over, and had formed tentative plans. She consulted the Internet, found what she was looking for, bookmarked the page once she'd written down a list of materials, and got into her car.
She drove to the nearest do-it-yourself store. A very knowledgeable, pleasant, middle-aged worker looked at her list, and helped her find all her requirements. He even cut the two-by-fours she was buying to the lengths specified, since it was part of the store's service.
When she got home, she started on the project, hoping Jeff would be pleased with her idea. If not, he'd at least get something usable, anyway. Skilled at time management, she kept one eye on the clock. Consequently, she'd stopped what she was doing with plenty of time to cleanse her rear tunnel thoroughly, shower, and make herself look pretty as a picture. She even tucked the string from her fresh tampon up out of sight, not wanting to ruin the effect. As promised, she was smiling and naked, waiting just inside the front door as Jeff entered.
His eyes dilated as he looked her up and down and whistled appreciatively. "You look gorgeous, sweetheart!" he told her, his eyes beginning to smolder. After kissing him with a mixture of tenderness and passion, she removed his tie and began unbuttoning his shirt. He looked down by their feet and saw that she'd indeed placed several large beach towels on the floor, along with a bottle of their favorite lubricant for anal sex. Immediately, his cock sprang to attention, creating a large tent in the front of his trousers.
Mia was about to pull his shirt free from his trousers when she saw what was happening below his belt. Impishly, she knelt part way down and cooed, "Does somebody need to be released from these mean ol' pants?" as she shimmied her shoulders just enough to make her breasts knock gently against his clothed cock, trapped between them. Jeff's loud groan of need was answer enough.
Jeff finished removing his shirt while Mia carefully opened his pants and freed him from them, along with his underpants. She gave some oral attention to his now available cock and balls, before saying, "Are you ready to give me that stuffing you promised, Sir?"
"More then ready, wench," he replied with a mock growl. "Turn around and get down on your belly." Giggling, she did as she was told, stretching herself out on the towels. As an added incentive, she reached back and held her ass cheeks apart, presenting him with an unobstructed view of her brownish-pink rosebud.
"Oh! That's cold!" she exclaimed as Jeff drizzled the lube into her ass crack and across her anus. But the cold didn't last long once Jeff's warm finger started rubbing the lubricant around, anointing her puckered rear opening. That same finger began working the slippery stuff through the opening, easing its way in. Mia was moaning softly into the towel, signaling how much she was enjoying this.
Soon, Jeff had a pair of slickened fingers sliding easily in and out of Mia's 'naughty hole' -- so easily that Mia was pressing her butt upward, trying to get them to go deeper. One handed, Jeff drizzled more lube on his raging erection, smearing it around until his manhood gleamed in the light. He was so turned on by Mia's obvious need that he couldn't wait any longer. As he pulled his fingers out of her ass, the head of his cock pushed against her anal opening before it had a chance to constrict.
Mia gasped, "Oh, fuck... yes!" as she felt the head of his cock give the final stretch that led to her ultimate penetration. Once that cock head cleared her anal ring, the rest of its shaft followed easily, since it was so well lubed. She let go of her hold on her ass cheeks and balled her hands into fists, clutching the towels on either side of her head. She was often extra horny during her period, and today was no exception. "Do me, lover," she pleaded. "Fuck me hard. Remind me that my mouth, pussy, and ass are yours to fuck!"
