Asher said “shh! What about Rob?”
She shouted, clearly with now absolute disregard for me, “I don’t give a shot about that limp dick beta! I just want your seed inside me you stud!”
She leaned forward with her beautiful tits against his naked chest and began passionately and animalistically kissing his neck.
Much to my surprise, he began grunting and put his head back, as he grunted “I’m going to cum again!”
She exclaimed, “give it to me! Shoot that hot sperm deep inside me!” as she stuck her belly forward so he would be balls deep again, the tip of his cock directly against her cervix, trapping him against the wall so he couldn’t pull out and risk any of his seed not costing the inside of her.
He grunted loudly “ahhHhHHh I’M CUMMING!!” I watched his dick and balls pulse at least two dozen times as he filled her over a thirty second period. As his dick pulsed, it clearly filled her up entirely because his semen started flowing out of her as he pumped.
At that point, I freaked out and grabbed him and pulled him out of the shower.
Reality snapped back in for both of them, and he turns and waves to me and is like “oh my god… I’m so sorry! I’m so sorry!” I stood there looking furiously at my wife as she looked back at me completely ashamed.
He quickly ran back to the bedroom without even drying off, threw his clothes on, and was out the front door before I could exit the bathroom.
I was so traumatized by my decision to have a threesome that was supposed to be fun and help MY WIFE AND I become more intimate and close. We had GROUND RULES that he could not penetrate her with his penis, and they not only both broke those rules, but added insult to injury with the almost certain impregnation.
I started pressuring my wife to go get the morning after pill, and she was being incredibly dismissive, saying “it was just once! Nothing is going to happen! Stop freaking out!”
She eventually agreed to get it, and I went to the drugstore with her to pick it up. She told me she couldn’t take it right away because the water was in the car, so we went back to the car and found out her water bottle was empty. She promised she would take it, but it was almost like she kept finding excuses not to over the next couple of days.
Seven days later, I was pissed as hell when I found it still in the packaging, and realized she hadn’t taken it. But I had to hope for the best, and hope that he didn’t impregnate her.
Surely enough, 3 weeks later, my wife wakes up nauseous and runs to the bathroom and vomits. My heart was absolutely sick when I asked her if this was morning sickness. She told me no, that she ate some sketchy ethnic food the day before and thinks she might have a stomach bug. I wanted to believe it. But I knew in my heart she was likely carrying Asher’s baby.
I came back home that night with a pregnancy test, and she took it. Sure enough she was pregnant. And I’m positive it wasn’t mine since I wasn’t able to maintain an erection long enough to deposit my sperm inside of her. We have still had intercourse, but I never came in her. And the timing of her pregnancy goes back to exactly the day we had the threesome. She maintained that it was likely mine, saying that whenever a man’s penis is inside a woman, there is already sperm in his shaft, and it likely leaks out into the vagina (which is why the pullout method doesn’t work). She said it had to be mine because we started fucking first that day. While I knew this to technically be true, it infuriated me again when I pointed out the hypocrisy of HIS letting his penis into her without a condom in the first place, let alone allowing him to orgasm inside her, TWICE. She apparently had nothing to say.