Sexcapades
Chapter 58 Tamed by Father in Law (6)

"Soon, my darling, very soon." Josh reached down and pulled on my nipples. "Just thinking about milking these makes me so hard." I was shaking, my body tensing up in pleasure.

"Oh, Josh, don't stop! Make me c*m, oh, I'm so close!"

"That's it, my little slut, beg me. Beg for your father-in-law's sperm."

"I want it so bad," I panted. "Please, Josh, give me your sperm." Still inside me, Josh wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me up to him. He kissed my neck and cupped and twisted my nipples, then began rhythmically tapping my cl*t.

"Come with me, Miranda," he said. "Come with me and the same seed that made your husband will make you a baby. I know you're close. I can feel your p*ssy sucking at me. That's it, suck a little harder and you'll suck the sperm into you." My body tightened even more, and then I exploded in pleasure as I felt Josh go rigid and grip my hips so tightly that I was certain he had bruised the skin. He cried out and again I felt the pressure of him spraying his seed inside of me. I collapsed down on the bed, my a*s high in the air, Josh still inside of me. I could feel the warmth of our mixture swirling about inside of me, and I imagined Josh's sperm swimming deep within me, and making me pregnant, if it hadn't done so already.

When I awoke the next morning Josh was gone, and I breathed a sigh of relief. I put on my bathrobe and headed down to the kitchen to get some aspirin.

"Good morning."

I looked up and saw Josh sitting at the table, wearing Joshua's bathrobe. Immediately I was angry.

"Why the hell are you still here?" I asked as I went to the cabinet where we kept our pills.

Josh clicked his tongue disapprovingly as I took down the aspiring bottle and shook out a few into my palm.

"Well, someone isn't a morning person," Josh said as he sipped his coffee. "Perhaps you'll feel better after you eat something."

I grabbed a glass of water and swallowed the pills. The smell of fresh coffee and Eggs made my stomach growl, and I realized I hadn't eaten since lunch the previous day. I looked over at the table and saw it was laid out with breakfast foods- omelets and a fruit bowl and a plate of bacon.

"Do come and join me," Josh said, pulling out a chair. I hesitated, but hunger won out over anger, and I sat down. I grabbed a fork and took a bite of the omelet, relishing the taste.

"This is amazing," I said.

"One of my many talents," Josh said smugly. "Enjoy." We ate our meal in silence. Admittedly I ate more than my fair share, which only made Josh smile. When I finished I said, "Well, thank you for breakfast. I suppose you'll be leaving now."

"Oh, quite the contrary," Josh said, standing up.

"Excuse me?" I said. It felt like the meal was going to come back up on me. He stood behind me and began to rub my shoulders.

"My son won't return for another two days, do you really think I'm going to let the opportunity to fuck you go by? I meant what I said, my dear, I am going to continue to fill you with my seed this entire weekend until you are pregnant."

With that he slipped the robe down around my shoulders, exposing my breasts.

"No, don't," I gasped. He squeezed my nipples between his fingers, so hard I moaned. My head rolled back against the hardness of his stomach and I relaxed into his touch. I let Josh pull me up out of the chair, and he bent me over the table. Lifting up my robe, he spread my legs, and I felt the air hit my p*ssy. I was wet, and Josh took his fingers and smeared my juices over my cl*t.

Josh bent down and began licking and sucking at my p*ssy lips, drinking my juices as they flowed easily out of me.

"Ahh," I gasped as his tongue entered me. Suddenly Josh stood up, and I felt his stiff c*ck enter me from behind, completely filling my p*ssy, the heat of him inside me making me shiver. Slowly he slid in and out of me, drawing out the torture, so much so that I began to rut and push back against his him, wanting him to pound me.

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"Your mouth may say 'no', Miranda, but your body is more than willing. You're a bitch on heat, and your fertile c*nt is begging me to put a baby in it." I tried to rear up and get him closer to me, but Josh held me down, crushing my breasts into the table, the cold marble top making my nipples so hard they hurt.

"Josh, ohhh, guh, nnn, fuck me, fuck me and make me c*m," I cried out.

"Yes, darling, yes, soon, my dear. Soon I'll pump you so full of my sperm and make a baby in you, maybe two. Oooh, your c*nt is so good, Miranda, I can only imagine how much better you're going to be pregnant. I'm so close, dear, so close to c*mming in you." Josh gripped my hips and began to slam in and out of me, harder and harder and faster and faster. I felt my p*ssy tingle and contract around his c*ck, followed by the sweet release. Another orgasm was coming fast and hard on top of that one, and Josh slammed in me one final time. I came just after he groaned and shot his load into me. I stayed bent over the table for a moment, panting, until Josh lifted me up and carried me back to the bedroom.

During the next two days I was in a state of constant arousal, and there was hardly a moment Josh wasn't inside of me, either pumping me full of his seed or keeping it inside of me with his c*ck. I both hated and loved it; hated it because I was being forcibly impregnated with another man's child, but on the other hand it was the best sex of my life. He fucked me in every position, though he liked to have me on top riding him, taking his cum into my belly myself. Every time I thought about being made pregnant by him it made me both excited and horrified. He finally left Monday evening, a few hours before Joshua came home. I jumped on Joshua the second he came in the door, making love to him in the shower, praying he wouldn't notice how stretched out I was.

The next two weeks were the most nerve-wracking of my life. I barely slept or ate, and I was uncontrollably jittery. Whenever Joshua asked me about it, I lied and said I was worried about fashion week, which would make him laugh and reassure me that I was the most talented designer in the business, and I had nothing to worry about. I loved that he was so supportive, but it made me wonder how he would react if I was pregnant. I thought about asking him, but I didn't want to broach the subject until it was absolutely necessary.

Sure enough, I missed my period, and a pregnancy test confirmed that I was carrying my father-in-law's child. I sat there staring at that little pink plus sign, the sound of my heart pounding in my ears. I looked over at the countertop where the test carton sat. It said to consult a physician for a more accurate result. That gave me hope. Maybe it was a false positive people got those all the time.

Just then the bathroom door swung open and Joshua stood in the doorway.

"Oh, sorry, babe, I didn't know you were in h...is that what I think it is?" he asked staring at the pregnancy test in my hands. "Is it...are you?"

I turned it around so he could see the result window.

"Oh my god, Miranda a, you're pregnant? We're gonna have a baby?"

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"Yes, I'm going to have a baby," I said, which was weird to say aloud. Joshua kneeled in front of me and took my face in his hands. He leaned in and kissed me, devouring my mouth hungrily.

"Sweetie this is so great!" Joshua said.

"You're not upset?" I asked cautiously.

"Upset? Why would I be upset? If anything I'm surprised, cause you're on the pill and all—"

"Well it is only 99.9 percent effective," I interjected quickly. "I must just be that point one percent."

"I always knew you were one in a million." Joshua kissed me again with more intensity, and I melted into his arms, secretly hoping that the test was wrong.

Two weeks later I went to the doctor who told me that I was indeed four weeks pregnant. As I lay there on the exam table, looking at the tiny spot on the ultra sound monitor, the reality of the situation hit me. I was pregnant. I was going to be

a mother. This should have been the happiest moment of my life, but instead it was tainted by the fact that the father of my child was not my husband, and I began to cry.

But then I realized that this didn't have to be a curse. Even though he was trying to hurt me, Josh had given me the gift of a tiny life growing inside of me, and I knew in that instant I loved this baby, regardless of its origins.

Joshua of course was over the moon when I called to tell him the news. He wanted to call everyone and tell them, but thankfully I convinced him not to erect a billboard until I was in my second trimester. As soon as I got back to work that afternoon, my assistant told me I had a phone call.

"I hear you are to be congratulated my dear," Josh's voice came over the receiver. My throat closed up. Of course Josh would have found out. Damn that doctor. I was going to have to switch hospitals.