SEXtuplets (Commission, Lots of Pregancies!)

Story by Tosaku No Kishi

Commissioned by KC55.

Jessie cooed softly as she slid off her latest partner. They were a real beauty, big tits and hips to die for, not to mention a foot-long cock. Just perfect for the promiscuous futa, whose body radiated with satisfaction. She curled around her nameless lover, nestling into her pillow-like breasts, and dozed off to the warmth seeping from her well-fucked cunt. Her own cock drooled out the remnants of its climax onto her snoring lover.

“Again?”

“I’ve never been pregnant, Maggie, just making sure,” Jessie rolled her eyes as she waited for her friend to ring her up. The futa’s period was a few days later than she would’ve liked, and patience was never her forte.

“I’m surprised you don’t have a closet of these things,” Maggie chuckled, “Who’s the lucky mother?”

“Dunno, never bothered getting her name. Saw her cock and I just, hmm…” Jessie trailed off, biting her lip at the memory of that bulge. She trailed her gaze along the redhead’s body, lingering on her tightly stretched shirt and bulbous pants, “When’s your next break?”

“Tonight,” Maggie smirked and winked, “I’ll be down by nine, then you can tell me the good news.”

“Don’t jinx it. The last thing a child needs is a parent like me,” Jessie sighed and took the test kit from her friend, “How much?”

“I think you’d be a great mom. The birth would be easy at least,” Maggie teased.

“Skank,” Jessie laughed and leaned in for a quick peck on the lips, “Bring that attitude with you tonight. I’m feeling frisky.”

“Gladly. Oh, and it’s on the house. But I’ll expect a favour in return,” Maggie winked mischievously.”

Jessie flopped down onto her couch with a huff, tossing the pregnancy test on her coffee table, and stared at the ceiling of her inexpensive apartment. She fondled her crotch, groaning at how full her balls felt in her palm. Pent up only began to describe the sensation, yet she’d cum just that morning. It was a good one, too. The thought brought a smirk to face as her skinny jeans strained against her member.

She slid down her pants and pulled her heavy shaft from her panties. Half-erect, it still outmatched her fist in length and girth. The purple head peeked out from its home, swelling with her lust as she slowly stroked it. Her spare hand slid down to cup her testes, each the size of a grapefruit. Cum churned within their confines, just waiting to fly free and cover her again.

The futa’s thoughts turned back to her earlier one-night stand. She dipped her fingers under her balls and traced them along her puffy lips, then slid them inside her tunnel, moaning as her walls gripped them tight. Her cock throbbed in her hand, rising to its full glory. Pre-cum leaked profusely from the tip, lubricating her masturbation. Deep breaths turned fast and airy as she worked herself to the swift climax her body craved.

Jessie’s hips bucked in the air and sank her lips onto her fingers. Four were buried in her undulating snatch, jerking about as her cock blew a viscous rope of seed across her apartment. It dwindled and collapsed on top of her. The second was stronger as it splatted against the furthest wall. A third and fourth did the same, until the fifth weakened to pour across her face. Streaks of white obscured her lightly bronzed flesh.

When her orgasm faded to a pleasant afterglow, Jessie extracted her fingers and licked them clean. In the glorious haze of her climax, nothing tasted better than her copious juices. The taste was stronger than normal, she thought as she suckled the last drop from her digits. Jessie, then, gathered her viscous seed and shovelled it into her mouth. It stuck to her maw, saturating it in the delicious jizz.

“So good,” Jessie murmured, then tilted her head to see the pregnancy test sitting before her. She groaned and sat up, “Just get it over with.” The futa muttered. She idly rubbed at her belly as she stood, pondering the possibility that she might become a mother. It wouldn’t be too bad, she thought. Jessie had a decent job managing the local Victor’s Secret store, and she didn’t have many bad habits that she knew of.

“Might even be fun,” she chuckled softly. Women and futa often said their hormones went haywire during pregnancy, usually leading to some kinky sex marathons. And bigger boobs wouldn’t be amiss, Jessie decided with a glance to her own handfuls, which rode the cusp of being too big for her hands just right.

It wasn’t likely to happen, however. Jessie was known for her libido and allergy to all forms of contraception – admittedly, she hadn’t tried them all, but after the rest several she deemed it a fare assumption – yet, she never got pregnant. Even now, at twenty-four and with lovers numbering in the hundreds, she’d remained remarkedly cl

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