Best Friend's Seed for Two Lesbian Lovers

The late-afternoon light lay thick and gold across the rug in the apartment, warming the scuffed floor and the three glasses of water nobody had drunk. Roxanne, twenty-eight, sat on the edge of the couch in a thin tank top and pale cotton panties, one knee jumping hard enough to shake the cushion. Teresa, twenty-eight, had her dark curls loose around her shoulders and a flush already climbing her throat, an oversized shirt ridden high on her bare thighs. Benedict, thirty, their best friend through six years of Sunday takeout and late-night arguments about nothing, sat between them in a faded henley, big hands open on his knees, already feeling the room tilt.

Roxanne did not soften it. "We've been cowards, so I'm saying it clean. We want you to impregnate us. Both of us."

Teresa's fingers locked with hers. "Not instead of each other. I love her. She loves me. That does not move. What we want is your seed on top of it. We have wanted your cum in us since we admitted it to each other in this same room. We get off on you breeding us and us staying ours."

Benedict's mouth went dry. Roxanne leaned in, voice low and shaking with heat. "I lie on my stomach after she makes me come and I picture you behind me, cock bare, shoving in until you bottom out and unload. I want your cum hitting my cervix, thick and hot, wasted on nothing but knocking me up. Then I want you dripping and shoving into her while I kiss her and tell her to take every drop."

Teresa's thighs pressed tight. "I fantasize about your balls slapping my ass while you fuck a baby into me. Load after load. I want to push your cum back in with my fingers and then lick it off Roxanne's cunt after you've filled her too. We have made each other come talking about being pregnant by you at the same time. We want your babies. We want our best friend to breed us and watch us stay filthy for each other after."

The quiet that followed crackled. His cock had thickened hard against his pants, obvious, and both women looked at it without pretending not to. His voice came out rough. "You're asking me to fuck you raw. Both of you. To come in you on purpose."

"Yes," Roxanne said, eyes bright. "No condom. No pulling out. Seed us. That's the whole ask."

Nervous excitement sat under the filth, bright and unsteady. Teresa's hand trembled where it held Roxanne's, and Roxanne's nipple had gone stiff against the thin tank, visible, shameless. Benedict swallowed and did not look away from either of them. The apartment smelled like clean laundry and the heat coming off three bodies that had finally stopped pretending.

Teresa moved first. She turned into Roxanne and kissed her, open-mouthed and hungry, right there beside Benedict, letting him see the way their tongues slid. Roxanne moaned into it and dragged Teresa's shirt up, palming a bare breast, thumb rolling the nipple until Teresa whimpered. Then Teresa broke the kiss and looked at him, lips wet.

"We want you to breed us like this," she said. "Raw. Deep. You hold my hips and pound me until you can't hold it, and you come in my cunt while she watches. Then you do her the same way. No wiping off. Your cum stays where it can take."

Roxanne's hand left Teresa's tit and landed on Benedict's thigh, high, squeezing. "I want you on your back so I can sink down on your cock and grind until you flood me. I want Teresa holding me open if I get shy. I want you to tell us we're taking your seed like good breeding sluts. We have practiced the words. We are not shy anymore."

She stroked the hard line of his cock through his pants. Teresa joined her, both of their hands working him, rubbing, squeezing his balls through the fabric until he hissed. Roxanne popped the button. Teresa dragged the zipper down. Together they freed him, thick and flushed, already wet at the tip, and the sight pulled a broken sound out of both women.

They slid off the couch as one and dropped to their knees on the rug between his spread legs. Roxanne licked the slick from his slit, slow, eyes up. Teresa mouthed the side of his shaft, tongue flat, then they met at the head and kissed around it, sharing the taste, passing his cock between their mouths like they had planned it. Roxanne took him deep until her throat fluttered. Teresa sucked his balls, then they switched, Teresa gagging sweetly on the length while Roxanne stroked what would not fit and whispered against his thigh.

Spit shone on his cock and on their chins. They took turns swallowing him to the root, cheeks hollowing, noses brushing his stomach, then came up to kiss each other with his taste shared between their tongues. Teresa stroked him fast while Roxanne sucked the head, then they swapped again, messy and greedy, two mouths fighting sweetly over the same thick cock.

"Give us a baby," Teresa begged, pulling off with a string of spit. "Please. Come in us. Knock us up. We want your cum so bad we can't think."

Roxanne pressed his wet cock to Teresa's lips and made her suck while she talked. "Look at her. She wants your baby so bad she's drooling on your cock. I want the same. Pump us full. Don't waste a drop on our tongues unless you're saving the real loads for our cunts."

Roxanne swallowed him again, then came off gasping. "Fuck us raw, Benedict. Put a baby in me and put a baby in her. Fill these cunts. We are begging you. Breed your best friends. We want it. We consent to every filthy second of it. Just don't pull out."

His hand fisted in Roxanne's hair, then Teresa's, shaking. "Fuck. Yes. I'll fuck you raw. Both of you. I'll come in you as many times as I can. Get on the bed. I'm not holding back."

They barely made it to the bedroom. Benedict shoved his pants off, hauled Teresa onto the bed on her hands and knees, and yanked the oversized shirt up her back. Her pussy was soaked, pink and swollen, glistening in the lamplight. Roxanne crawled up beside her, kissing her mouth hard, one hand sliding under to cup a breast and pinch the nipple. Benedict lined up and sank in raw, one long drive that punched a cry out of Teresa and buried him to the balls.

He fucked her in deep, powerful thrusts, hips cracking against her ass, the wet sound obscene in the small room. Each stroke drove her forward into Roxanne's kiss. Roxanne sucked on Teresa's breasts, mouth hot, tongue flicking, pulling a nipple between her teeth while Benedict pounded. Teresa babbled, voice breaking. "Yes, yes, breed me, fuck, deeper, come in me, Benedict, give me your cum, knock me up, I want it, I want your baby—"

Roxanne bit her lip and whispered against her spit-slick nipple. "Take it. Let him flood you. I'm right here. I'm going to drink the taste of him off your mouth while he seeds you."

Benedict's grip locked on Teresa's hips. He slammed in and held, grinding, and came with a rough groan, thick pulses of cum pumping deep into her cunt. Teresa sobbed and came around him, clenching, milking, Roxanne kissing the sounds out of her and sucking harder on her breast as the first load filled her.

He pulled out slow. Cum welled and slid down Teresa's pussy. Roxanne dropped and licked a stripe of it, then pushed two fingers in to shove the rest back where it belonged. "Stay bred," she muttered, and Benedict was already dragging her into place.

He bent Roxanne over the edge of the mattress, ass up, and drove into her soaked pussy in one brutal thrust. She was tighter, hotter, gasping his name into the sheets. Teresa knelt beside her, kissing her shoulder, reaching under to rub her clit while Benedict fucked her raw and deep. "Fill her," Teresa urged, voice wrecked. "Give her what you gave me. Pump a baby into my girl. Come in that cunt."

He did. The second orgasm hit fast and mean. He buried himself and unloaded, cum spurting into Roxanne in heavy jets while she shook and came, crying out, Teresa's fingers frantic on her clit. When he eased back, white leaked around his shaft. Teresa scooped it with two fingers and fed it back into Roxanne, then licked her own fingers clean.

They wanted more positions. They said so, filthy and sure. Benedict lay back, cock still hard, slick with both of them, and Teresa climbed on. She sank down facing him, taking him to the root, and rode him with rolling hips, working his cum and hers into a froth. Roxanne straddled his chest and kissed Teresa, breasts swaying, their nipples dragging together while Teresa bounced. "Another load," Teresa panted. "I can feel the first one squelching. Give me another. Breed me again. Deeper."

He grabbed her ass and thrust up into her, meeting every drop, and came a third time, groaning, flooding Teresa's already creamed cunt until it spilled around his cock and down his balls. She ground through it, whimpering, chasing the pulse of each spurt.

Then he switched, as they had begged him to in the living room and again now, hoarse and greedy. He rolled Roxanne onto her back, hooked her knees up high, and sank into her in missionary, pounding her soaked pussy with wet, heavy strokes that slapped cum and slick everywhere. Teresa swung a leg over and straddled Roxanne's face, lowering her messy cunt onto her lover's mouth. Roxanne moaned and licked, tongue pushing into Teresa, tasting Benedict's loads, sucking them out and swallowing while Benedict fucked her open.

"Fill her," Teresa gasped, grinding down. "Fill us both. Load after load. I want her pussy overflowing while she eats your cum out of me. Breed her again, Benedict. Pound that cunt. Give her another baby-load."

Roxanne's muffled cry vibrated against Teresa's pussy. Benedict fucked harder, balls tight, the obscene squelch of an already creamed cunt driving him wild. He came again inside Roxanne, a thick fourth load pulsing deep, and she shook under Teresa's weight, tongue frantic, taking every jet while Teresa rode her mouth and came, gushing, smearing mixed cum across Roxanne's lips and chin.

They did not stop. Teresa got on her back and pulled her knees to her chest, presenting her swollen, leaking pussy. Benedict mounted her and fucked the creampie back in with short, savage thrusts, Roxanne beside them sucking Teresa's tits again and whispering, "More. Seed her again. I want her so full she can't hold it." He gave Teresa a third load, grinding deep, pumping until his cum ran out around his cock and down her ass. She wailed and came, clutching Roxanne's hair.

Roxanne wanted to ride. She pushed him onto his back, straddled him, and sank down, his cock sliding into her sloppy, seeded cunt with a wet sound that made all three of them groan. Teresa knelt behind her, kissing her neck, reaching around to spread Roxanne's lips so they could all see his shaft disappearing into the mess. Roxanne rode him hard, ass slapping his hips, tits bouncing, begging. "Another one. Come in me again. I can feel it all in there and I want more. Knock me up. Fill me until it takes."

He held her hips and slammed up, and the orgasm tore out of him, weaker but still hot, spurting into her while she ground down and came, cunt fluttering, milking him dry of that load. Cum squeezed out around his cock and ran down his balls. Teresa reached under and scooped it, pushing it back in alongside his shaft, stuffing Roxanne full.

"Every position," Roxanne panted, still impaled. "You said you'd breed us however we wanted. I want you on top for the last one. Deep. Don't pull out after."

He shoved her flat and folded her knees back, cock driving into her cum-filled cunt until his balls pressed her ass. Teresa kissed them both, hungry, tasting all three. "Last one. Dump it in her. Then stay there."

Benedict fucked down in long, grinding strokes, the wet squelch loud, her pussy clutching and overflowing. "Come in me," Roxanne snarled. "Final load. Seed this cunt. Don't you dare pull out."

He slammed deep and came, the last thick pulses pumping into her flooded pussy, creampie squeezing out around his buried cock in white rivulets.

He stayed buried, cock jammed deep in Roxanne's creamed cunt, plugging the load. Cum seeped around his shaft and smeared her ass. Teresa crawled over them and kissed Benedict hard, tongue fucking his mouth, then kissed Roxanne, licking spit and cunt and cum off her lips, greedy, not gentle.

"Move," Teresa said, swinging a leg over Roxanne's hip. She ground her flooded pussy against Roxanne's stuffed cunt, creampies mixing, white cum squelching between them. Roxanne rocked up, fucking herself on the cock that plugged her while Teresa's messy cunt slid all over her stuffed lips.

"Feel that," Teresa panted. "Your cum in me grinding into your cum in her. You're going to knock up both your best friends, and we're going to stay sluts for each other with your babies in our bellies."

Roxanne clenched around him, breathless and filthy. "Then keep rubbing your creampie on mine. Smear it. Soak our pussies in your cum while you stay in me and we start this family the dirty way."

Benedict groaned and flexed, another weak pulse leaking into the grind. Teresa kissed them both, all tongue and teeth, and ground harder. "A new family. Two pregnant sluts. Your seed in both cunts. Don't stop rubbing that cum into me."

Roxanne shoved her creamed cunt up into the slick grind, voice wrecked. "Keep that cock buried and nut the last drops into me while she frosts my pussy with your other load — stuff both your knocked-up sluts until we're dripping your cum and your babies down our thighs."