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Breeding the Neighbors (5) [M30F24F25](Halloween)(Anal)(Desperation)
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Chris kissed both women long and hard before walking out the door. He was scheduled to go on a work trip to close out a large deal for his boss, but being away from each other this far into the pregnancy attempts and just a week after Melinda had started trying, just felt wrong. They had gone at it for a solid 4 hours the night before and he more stumbled to the car than anything.

"They've been married for years before we did anything together," he chided himself as he started the engine and waved to the ladies from the doorway, "they'll be perfectly fine for a few days without me."

Cut to a week later and the women were seriously starting to feel it. They had each other, sure, but the strap on just wasn't cutting it anymore after the real thing, and Bailey's jaw was seriously sore from continuously eating her wife out. They had never thought that they'd miss dick so much and their behavior was truly showing it. Melinda was snapping more often at small things in her everyday life, taking more breaks to calm down than usual. Bailey, on the other hand, had to start locking her office door to relieve her sexual frustration on her lunch breaks.

He was scheduled to be back, conveniently on Halloween night, and their sex addled minds had planned for everything it entailed. The house was decked out in the front as a full blown graveyard. Tombstones, zombie hands coming out of the ground, spider webs covering the front porch, the whole shebang.

Their outfits were a mix of sexy and wicked as they both wore matching witch costumes. Melinda had on a short black dress, flowing down to her mid thigh, a black and red corset, pushing her breasts high and lace see-through sleeves going down her arms, but leaving her shoulders bare. The knee high black socks and a large witches hat finished off the look, along with her red lipstick and dark eye makeup.

Bailey wore the same fashion, but instead of the red, she wore a black and dark purple corset and lipstick. They were so in love with the look, they kept sending selfies out to Chris to show off.

Halloween was in full swing with trick or treaters on their block. Little ghouls and goblins ran up to the beautiful women and played in their graveyard without a care. It wasn't until the traffic had died down, did he finally pull up their driveway. Clad in flannel, baggy jeans and a toy shotgun, he smiled as he walked up to the excited women.

"Ladies," he started in his best Dean Winchester impression, "I heard there were some witches in the area that needed to be dealt with. Seen anything I need to be aware of?"

The women both stared at him for a long moment, smiles straining at their lips before breaking down in a fit of laughter. "Oh my God, did you practice that in a mirror or something?" Howled Melinda, holding on to the door frame as she tried to calm her composure.

Bailey was fully bent over and laughing loudly at the funniest attempt to be sexy she'd ever seen. "Are you fucking serious? That was the saddest attempt to get into our panties I've ever heard in my life!"

Chris stood there, toy gun over his shoulder and waited until the laughter died down. He watched the women slowly get back to an upright position before allowing him entry. Locking the door and turning off their porch lights, they turned to Chris with a practiced pose.

Turning to face one another, the women hugged each other tightly and put their temples together. Pursing their lips, they looked as seductive as they could before saying in perfect synchrony, "We've been waiting for you Chris. And now we have you."

It was the sexiest thing Chris had seen this week, which wasn't a high bar to be honest, but the way his blood flowed straight to his cock was impressive. "And you've been waiting on..."

He asked, putting the toy gun on the sofa and holding his hands in a soccer goalie catch pose. He new the signs of the women at this point. The way Bailey bit her bottom lip in anticipation. The way Melinda's eyes traveled over his body, stopping at the bulge rising in his pants before looking back up to his face.

And it was like someone shot the starting gun to a race as they both ran at him and tackled him to the recliner. He was covered in red and purple as the women kissed his lips and neck. The feel of his large hands on their bodies was like a puzzle piece finally fitting into place and the heat of his body finally melted what was left of the cold forgotten part of their lust.

By the time they pulled back, everyone was breathing deep and hard, smiling brightly at the reunion. "We have surprises," piped up Bailey, smiling wide as she bounced in his lap before they both got down. Melinda tapped at her phone for a moment before soft, sexual jazz began to play.

Both women began to dance in sultuous, slow movements, feeling each other in front of him before unzipping each other down. As the dresses and corsets hit the floor, they stood there in lingerie that matched their witch outfits. Melinda in dark red booty shorts, cupping her ass and showing off her pale toned skin. Her breasts were pushed up by a dark red bra with black trimming, which outlined a rose design.

Bailey, on the other hand, wore a dark purple thong, covering only her pussy with the strings held high on her waist. The matching purple bra had a rose design as well, but with a lighter shade of purple trimming. They kept their witch hats firmly in place as well as their knee high silken black socks.

Chris stood there in shock, watching this amazingly beautiful display of the women, dancing in these seductive clothes. And they knew it was over for the foreplay, walking back over to him and leaning over him. They unbuttoned his flannel shirt, pulling it off before almost tearing the undershirt up and over his head.

Their kisses returned as Bailey moved down his body to unzip his pants. Melinda trailed back up to kiss his lips and sat on the arm rest to allow Bailey to move down. They watched as she finally managed to pry his cock out, taking a deep breath before plunging her mouth on to him.

Her eyes were practically rolling into the back of her head as she savored and sucked his length. What was left of her lipstick didn't remain as she bobbed up and down on him in a loving, almost joyous display. Chris reached down and gripped what hair wasn't covered by her hat firmly and began to force her down. The sound of her choking was mixed with Melinda's dirty talk, whispering to Bailey from above as her fingers trailed Chris's chest.

"Take that dick like a good slut. She's been wanting your cock in her mouth for seven days and in desperate need to be fucking choked on it." She growled, a low, hungry sound as she kissed Chris on the neck and ear. "Use her throat like a fucking pussy. Make her dreams come true by giving her your entire massive length."

The slurping, gasping and moaning echoed off the walls as the jazz music came to an end, leaving just the sounds of a long, overdue session between them all. Pulling himself free from Bailey's mouth, her spit coated his cock completely, dripping down his entire length and leaving him slick and Bailey in a happy haze of subspace.

Melinda took no time to act on the opening, pulling her panties to the side and sliding herself on to him with a loud, satisfying groan. The slickness of his cock wasn't really needed with the way she was ready to take him. Her head leaned back in pleasure as she bottomed out on top of him and as she sat there, indulging in the feeling of him within her, Bailey wrapped her arms around her wife from behind.

The clasp between her tits came free and allowing freedom to her hardened nipples to the cold air. "She claims that I'm the horny one that needs this dick so badly," Bailey chided, kneading her spouses pierced nipples playfully while the grinding began, " but she's the one that's been in need of a good dicking."

"Shut up," moaned Melinda defensively as Chris gripped her hips and began to lift her up and down, bouncing her slowly on his cock. "This dick is fucking amazing, but I didn't NEED it."

"Bullshit," Bailey laughed, gripping Melinda's shoulders and forcing her down harder with each bounce, making Melinda yelp with each thrust. "You've been wanting me to use the fucking strap on every night before bed for some semblance of him using you. Admit it, you're addicted to his cock."

Melinda's words were more garbled than anything at this point, her climax building faster than ever as she rode him furiously. Her eyes though never left his as she ran her nails down his chest in pleasure. Truth was, she couldn't cum anymore without thinking of him fucking her. Using her body and filling her with cum and having her wife afterwards.

Just the thought of his climax inside of her sent her over the edge as she screamed in long awaited agony. Her body tensed and stiffened before shuddering and falling against his body. He held her for a moment before picking her up, locking her legs around his waist, and carrying her to bed.

He laid down with her still on top, cuddling her closely as Bailey followed. Melinda finally came to after a moment and realized he was still deep inside of her, grinding slowly and leaning forward to kiss his lips deeply. "I fucking needed this," she moaned softly into his ear, running her fingers through his hair and slowly getting faster.

But before they could get far, Melinda suddenly stopped in place as she felt her wife gripping her ass. Her eyes went wide as the panties were pulled to the side even further and she felt a large wet glob smear across her asshole. "Wait baby, I'm not ready for that, I'm still sensitive as...fuuuuck!"

Bailey had finally did what she promised to do all those months ago, sliding her lubed up strap on slowly and carefully into her lovers ass. Melinda curled into Chris, shuddering and biting into his collarbone as her ass was stretched wide. Bailey had gripped her cheeks and kept them both spread as she pushed and pulled slowly until she was fully within her.

"Let's see that mouth talk shit now," Bailey muttered as she began to rock in and out of her wife, spanking her ass between every few strokes. Chris watched as the often hostile woman was now nothing but a gasping, squealing pile of bundled nerves. Leveraging himself, he began to find his pace as well, pushing up and hitting her deepest depths of her womb.

She tried to talk, to beg and plead, but it was nothing but a jumbled mess of noise at this point. Her first climax hit her in waves, the same silent scream as her wife echoing through the house. Then came her second. And her third.

Chris had felt his load about to shoot and, when he warned her, all she could do was frantically nod. Her entire body bucked and trembled as she felt him shoot inside of her, filling her to the brim with the hot cum she'd been craving. Her mind went completely blank as she hit her limit, filling the house with an echoing, pleasurable scream, before sliding off of Chris and landing onto the bed.

Bailey had just removed her strap on before quickly sucking his length again. She'd been waiting a full week for this, and he would give it to her. Her tongue, lips and throat brought his erection back to life and she immediately straddled him to slide within.

Her demeanor changed from desperation to immediate relief. The way he filled her so completely, stretching her aching pussy to mold to the shape of his dick. Bouncing quickly, she spared no time in getting what she wanted, moaning low and gutteral, she stared into his eyes and smiled.

Her wife, now mentally stable after the double penetration, got to her knees and crawled behind her. Hands found the clasp of her bra and released her breasts, allowing them to bounce in tandem to her motions. "Ride that dick like a good fucking girl," whispered Melinda, swatting Bailey's ass with a satisfying slap and causing her spouse to melt into Chris again.

With every few thrusts Melinda spanked Bailey again and again until her pale skin was cherry red with hand prints. Bailey was a horny mess at this point as Melinda's whispers got more filthy and creative by the moment. "Tell him how badly you've been wanting to ride his fucking dick slut. How much you would stare at his picture while fingering both of your holes like a needy fucking whore. How no other cock but his would satisfy this greedy fucking snatch."

Bailey was crying at this point, her makeup smearing her cheeks, but made no attempt to stop her as she nodded against Chris's chest. "It's true," she exclaimed as her wife gripped her blond curls and forced her to look up at him. "I've missed riding your cock! The way you use me like a cheap fuck toy! Fuck, I'm going to cum!"

Melinda smiled, kissing her lips passionately before Bailey shuddered harshly, almost violently, on top of Chris. As his release shot within her, it only fed fuel to the fire within her, extending the climax even further. As her spasming calmed down, they both lay next to Chris, breathing hard and cuddling together happily.

"Fuck, that was a lot," he gasped, wrapping an arm around both women and pulling them closely. "Not sure how much more I was able to handle."

Melinda and Bailey looked over at each other and the smile they shared was filled with mischief and knowing. "That's too bad, because you're going to have to get real use to pleasuring us multiple times a day for the next few months from what we've heard the first trimester is like." The way Melinda stated this was like she was talking about the weather in passing, but the information cut through the air like a knife.

It took a moment for the quip to process in his mind before both of Chris's eyes snapped open in shock. Looking at them both, their smiles were wide and contagious. "So...you mean you're both..." He stammered, looking for the words before Bailey finished for him.

"We're both pregnant!" She cried out, hugging him closely with a joyous shout. Chris didn't know what to say, didn't know how to react. But the smile on his face and the warmth growing from them both told him everything as he rested his hands on both of their stomachs.

"I'm about to be a father of two." He whispered, laughing lightly before closing his eyes and drifting into sleep.

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