Evie Christian

Evie sat on the exam table in the thin paper gown, legs dangling. She had come in because she and her husband had been trying for months with no success. The nurse took her blood pressure and basic history. Everything looked normal on paper. Doctor Mike entered with a calm, professional smile. “I’m glad you came to me. I have a really good success rate figuring out what’s actually happening.” He started with a breast exam — gloved hands moving carefully, then more deliberately, squeezing and checking for any reaction. Evie felt her nipples harden under the touch. “Everything feels great up here.” Then he had her lie back and spread her legs for the pelvic exam. His fingers were gentle at first, then more intentional, sliding inside her while he asked about her sex life. “When you’re having sex with your husband, does he do any stimulation before he sticks his penis inside you?” “No. He usually just rips my pants off and sticks his dick in.” Doctor Mike nodded like he had expected the answer. “That’s the problem. Pre-stimulation goes miles when you’re trying to get pregnant. If you want, I can help stimulate you today… and once you’re really ready, I can give you my sample. High success rate. Our little secret.” Evie hesitated only a second. She wanted a baby. She nodded. He worked her open with his fingers, rubbing her clit in slow circles until she was dripping and moaning on the table. “My husband never touches me like this, doctor… oh fuck…” When she was soaked and trembling he stood between her legs, pushed the gown higher, and slid his thick cock into her in one smooth thrust. “Stay nice and relaxed… we’re going to get you pregnant.” He fucked her deep and steady on the exam table while the nurse watched and occasionally helped hold her legs. Evie came hard around him, crying out. He kept going, changing angles, then flipped her onto all fours on the table and took her from behind, one hand on her hip, the other reaching under to rub her clit. “Take that fucking pussy… get her nice and full…” She came again, shaking. Near the end he pushed her onto her back once more, legs spread wide, and pounded her hard while dirty talk about breeding her filled the room. “You want me to get you fucking pregnant? Say it.” “Yes… please… fill me…” He buried himself to the hilt and flooded her with thick, hot pulses of cum, holding deep while she clenched and milked every drop. When he finally pulled out, a slow trickle of his load leaked from her stretched pussy. Doctor Mike straightened his coat, still calm. “Give me a call in about a week and let me know how everything’s going. If needed, we can do a follow-up.” Evie lay there catching her breath, already hoping it worked.

It was another Friday night and the poker chips were already on the table. The stepdaughter was bored out of her mind. Her friend Mia had a plan: make the stepdads jealous enough to kick the other guy out so the girls could finally go party. Instead of ending the game, the plan backfired in the hottest way possible. The two girls sat on the men’s laps as “lucky charms.” Hands wandered. Cards got tucked into bras. Kisses were given for good luck. Before long the stepdaughter was on her knees under the table, sucking her friend’s dad’s cock while claiming it was just for luck. The other girl did the same to her stepdad. When the truth came out, the men didn’t stop them. They pulled the girls up, bent them over the poker table, and started fucking them right there. “You just fucking tight hole…” one groaned as he stretched the friend’s pussy. The girls looked at each other and grinned. Then they switched. The stepdaughter climbed onto her own stepdad’s cock, moaning loudly. “Daddy… fill my fucking hole… deeper…” Mia took the other man just as eagerly. The two pairs fucked side by side on the living-room floor, dirty talk flying between them. “You love fucking your daughter’s pussy, don’t you, daddy?” “My daddy’s cock is my favorite cock…” They swapped again, then rode them reverse so the men could watch both young asses bounce. When the men got close the girls dropped to their knees together and stroked them off, faces tilted up. Thick cum painted their tongues and cheeks. They licked it off each other while the men caught their breath. Afterwards the girls stayed right there on the floor, smiling. “I’m never gonna go out on Friday nights again, daddy.” “Neither am I. I’m gonna stay here and play poker while you poke me.” Next Friday was already booked.