Borrowed WifeThe Breeding Favor Chapter 9

The Handjob

"Taking a while, aren't you?" she teased breathlessly. "Since you love watching me so much, maybe I should lend a hand? It's only fair."

Before I could process the offer, she reached over. Her small, warm hand wrapped around my shaft.

My brain short-circuited.

"Wow... it's like a rock," she whispered. Her hand was slick with her own fluids. She had transferred her nectar onto my cock.

The sensation was electric. Her soft palm, coated in her own pussy juice, slid up and down my aching length.

I couldn't believe this was happening. My buddy's girlfriend was jacking me off with her own lube.

She didn't stop there. She kept dipping her fingers back into her slit, scooping out more wetness to grease me up, making every stroke slicker, faster, better.

Chapter 10 The Proposal

I was close. The visual, the smell, the taboo—I was right on the edge.

Sensing I was about to blow, Cici suddenly stopped.

"Leo..." she said, her voice dropping to a serious whisper. "This is just foreplay. Don't you want to put it inside?"

I froze. "I... we can't." Sid..."

"Forget him," she interrupted. She looked me dead in the eye. "I have a proposal."

"What?"

"I want a baby," she said, her hand still holding my throbbing cock. "Sid and I have been trying, but his... swimmers are weak. The doctors want us to do IVF. It costs a fortune."

She squeezed my dick.

"I don't want a test tube baby, Leo. I want to pick the father myself. I want someone strong. Someone big."

She leaned in close, her lips brushing my ear.

"I want you to breed me, Leo. No condoms. No pulling out. Just fill me up."