A Possible Pregnancy - Part 2

A Possible Pregnancy - Part 2 (couples, rom, cheat, exh,
orgy, ws, preg, military)
by DRT ([email protected])

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This is a continuation of the story about how my WAF
Clerk wanted me to be the daddy of her babies.

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Chapter Four

Swimmers were not the only thing swimming in our
association. Tracy loved to swim, herself, and go
boating. I had a small ski boat and after we got things
worked out in our duties and schedules after she was
first assigned, we could often project by our files on
the aircrews who was due for examination and their
semi-annual checkride.

Sometimes we would return from Lunch and find a note on
the door from the flying personnel check instructors
that there would be no personnel to test that
afternoon, so they were going home to "fuck the wife",
before the kids got out of school. That would then
allow us to go boating, if the weather was nice. If the
weather was bad, then the floor of the office would end
up being used to fuck on.

Tracy was not only a "mink in heat" but also an
exhibitionist. This was very apparent one day when we
returned from Lunch and found the customary note on the
door. My wife had gone to Boise shopping once again, so
we returned to my car and went home to get the boat to
go water-skiing.

Quite frankly my pecker had been fucked nearly off that
morning, I could not have gotten a stiffy for anything,
even if my life depended on it, Tracy's pussy had
merely "sucked" all my cum from my balls all morning in
3 repeated fuckings, plus one bathing of hot salty
yellow piss as she squatted her pussy over my naked
cock and balls.

We did not think to change out of our military
uniforms. Instead we hooked up the car to the boat
trailer and headed off to the nearby C.J. Strike
Reservoir. C.J. Strike was an excellent water-skiing
lake. It only had about 2 miles of borderline road to
it, and the entire reservoir had a coastline of about
150 miles as it yawled in and out of coves high above
the original Snake River riverbed. Just from the boat
landing itself to the far side of the lake was a
distance of 5 miles, and once over there, there were no
roads adjacent to the reservoir.

C.J. Strike Reservoir is a mecca for bass fishermen. It
is also a mecca for those bass fishermen who like to
get a case of beer and "go fishin", often leaving the
wife and kids at home in favor of getting drunk on some
sand bar when they get to drunk to fish.

At night C.J. Strike Reservoir has become a breeding
ground for teenaged sex, because with Idaho's sparse
population, this state does not have the resources to
pay for many cops, and certainly not cops in patrol
boats on a lake that has little road access to it. If a
cop did come there, he often did not venture more than
a mile or so from the boat landing, and never in a
boat. This was before the advent of jet skis and their
cheaper usage for law enforcement.

Tracy and I got to the landing, and it was only as we
were backing the boat and trailer into the water that
we realized that we had forgotten to change out of our
military uniforms. Not wanting to ruin these dry-clean-
only cloths, we stripped down to our underwear and left
our uniforms in the back seat of the car. Tracy was a
sight to behold... natural colored pantyhose and bra,
barefoot of course. I remained in my boxer shorts. My
cock had awoken, and at the sight of her near nakedness
was growing slowly.

Tracy climbed aboard the boat and unraveled the tow
rope as I slid the boat off the trailer, submerged in
the water. She handed the end of the tow rope to me and
I safely secured it to a rock nearby and then pulled
the trailer out of the water and parked the car and
trailer in the parking lot adjacent to the landing.

Then I was ascending into the boat, starting the motor,
and soon we were skimming across the lake, both of us
half-naked. Tracy opened a couple of cans of beer and
we were soon guzzling it, quenching our thirsts in the
hot sun. Her exhibitionist tendencies became very
evident, her pantyhose came off, and then her bra. She
was sitting close to me on my left side as I drove the
boat, and soon her right hand was searching out the
opening of my boxer shorts.

By this time I definitely had regained my stiffy. We
nearly flipped the boat as I tried to lift my butt from
the seat so she could remove my shorts, so I slowed the
boat to a crawl. As soon as she had slipped my shorts
off, it was evident... we were going to fuck once more.
I cut the engine and we converted the boat seats to
beds, and then she was on her back, legs spread,
pulling me by my hardened cock to her honey hole to
once more try to get bred.

In this outdoor scene, with the sun baking down on us,
it was very erotic. We had traveled far from shore to
the middle of the lake. Tracy's pussy was excreting
large amounts of her cum in anticipation of my cock
entering it. Then my helmeted head struck her hot
wetness and I slipped/slid into her hot cave.

The erotic scene was too much for me to bear, and soon
I was once again shooting my low sperm cum into her
reproductive depths as she hollered "fuck me, fuck me,
fuck me, Don... give me your baby!", not knowing that
my cum was little more than oily pee in reality, and
she had about as much of a chance in getting
impregnated by that as she did if she flew to the moon
and got fucked by the man up there.

The fucking, cumming, and beer had taken its toll, and
as we lay there still joined, I felt a warm bathing on
my balls that could only be construed that she was
peeing as she lay there in her naked glory with my cum
seeping from her pussy. I slipped from her and could
see that she was a mess... cum, piss bathing her secret
fertile garden.

I did what was next best to throwing her overboard to
wash herself off in the cold water of the lake, I stood
and peed my piss all over her cunt and lower tummy,
washing her off that way, directing my piss right onto
her pussy lips and opened thigh juncture. Then she sat
up and we caressed and fondled each other into a lot of
love, turning our lust for the first time into real
love. We were falling into a very loving situation and
this was the first time that she made mention that
perhaps we needed to divorce our spouses and marry.

I did not dispute this with her, although it did remain
in my mind that her excuse to marry was much different
than mine....her idea about the situation was that she
was going to have my baby therefore she wanted to
"love" the daddy of her baby. To me, she was a good
fuck, but a fuck nevertheless with no possibility of
her ever having my baby.

But she definitely had some possibilities... if she
truly wanted to have a baby by me, we could work on
this and possibly get involved with another couple that
already had kids, and go into a swapping/swinging
situation where the guy of this other couple fucked
her, spermed her and unknowingly knocked her up so that
in our continuous fucking she would think that her baby
might have come from me.

And of course I would "play" the daddy role well, even
to the point of putting my name on the baby's birth
certificate when it was born and helping her to raise
and support the baby as if it WAS mine! And there was a
good possibility that if all this occurred, that we
could invite this other couple to enjoin with us in a
live-in situation where all 4 of us could live together
with this second guy impregnating both women with
babies, while I fucked them also cumming in them as if
I was knocking them up, too.

We started the boat once more. Tracy wanted to water-
ski. She dove over the side of the boat and asked for
the skis and ski rope, and I cruised to the end of the
ski rope as she placed the skis on her naked feet. Then
the rope was taught, and I "gunned" the outboard. I
will never forget the scene.....a naked Tracy coming up
out of the water on those skis. Soon we were skimming
across the water at 40 mph.

The lake had its share of fishermen that day. Through
hand signals that all water-skiers and boat operators
understand, Tracy signalled to me that she wanted to
ski by the horny old fishermen fishing on the lake. I
can imagine the fish stories that went home that night,
of them telling their wives about the naked blond they
saw water-skiing at C.J. Strike Reservoir that
afternoon. Perhaps a few wives "cut short" those
afternoon fishing expeditions in the future?

Chapter Five

Between the beer, hot sun, water-skiing by both of us,
and skinny-dipping a couple of times off a sandbar, the
afternoon took its toll on that occasion. We ended it
and were loading the boat back onto the boat trailer,
when once again my cell phone rang and it was my wife
calling from Boise. She had just gotten a call from her
sister in Los Angeles, and her sister asked that she
fly down there right away to help her take care of her
aging mother who had developed some kind of Flu
symptoms for a week or so.

So rather than return home and have to go back to Boise
to catch the plane for Los Angeles, she was taking the
next plane out to San Francisco and then would transfer
onto another flight in to Los Angeles. While I was
concerned for my mother-in-law's health, I quietly
thought to myself... Tracy's pussy would be rubbed raw
by the time my wife returned home from this week-long
trip.

As I turned off the phone, I advised Tracy of this new
development and she was excited... her ovulating period
was due to start the very next day, and what better way
than to have my cum in here womb continuously all the
time she was ovulating. By her estimation she would
surely be bred by the time my wife returned home.
Needless to say, our boat loading activity quickly
turned into another time of fucking, and it would be
about 2100 hours before we ended up getting to my place
in married quarters.

The next few days were spent more in bed than anywhere
else. My mattress was so soaked with cum spendings and
pee from us being too fatigued to get up and go piss
after we had fucked, that I had to go out and buy a new
mattress set just before my wife was due to come home
from Los Angeles. I don't think that Tracy put on
panties in that whole two weeks. She often had so much
cum seeping from her pearly white lips that she did
wear a lot of disposable diapers, and of course with
them on, she would often elect to simply piss herself
rather than go to the toilet when she had to pee.

We often would trade piss in bed after a hot fucking
session, with my piss washing off her mons venus and
her piss washing the cunt juice from my cock. Her neck,
nape of her neck, tits, back, and tummy were covered
with hickeys. I kept an ongoing hickey on each side of
her pussy next to her hot cave, and when my cock was so
spent that it would not get stiff, my tongue often
fucked her hot box. I learned how to suction her
spendings from her, which she loved the treatment of
very much.

Infrequently our stamina would diminish to the point
that we simply did not feel like fucking. We both loved
to get out in the mountains of southern Idaho near
Squaw Valley and explore the Sawtooths.

Those backwoods trails were a natural for us...we both
loved to get naked and go hiking out in the woods, up
some steep trail. On more than one occasion Tracy got
fucked on some rock outcropping with only the birds,
bees and other wildlife to sit back and watch "these
sex-crazed human beings" trying to proliferate the
human species. Deer were especially attentive to our
matings.

On a couple of occasions we ran across other couples
hiking and we would stop and visit. On one occasion
after that other couple realized the remoteness of the
area we were in, they, too disrobed and as we were
fondly caressing one another it caused them to also
fuck and we were soon two couples making love to our
chosen mates, before we took up where we had been
before we met, and continued on our way. We did
exchange notes of addresses and phone numbers and we
would later on contact each other which became another
erotic episode of its own. More on that later.

Chapter Six

One would think that eventually our interests would
wind down to the point that we often took each other
for granted. Our sex couplings and play took a lot out
of us, and Tracy demonstrated the position that if she
did not get pregnant, her life would somehow end. It
took a lot out of me. While I did not believe in the
term "puss whipped", I began to feel like that was the
diagnosis of my constantly being tired.

Tracy was simply draining all life fluids from me, one
way or another. So when we were water-skiing one day
back down on C.J. Strike Reservoir, and another couple
that were white and attractive came by on a jet ski
when we had taken a break on a distant sand bar and
were skinny-dipping, and began visiting with us, I
could see a golden opportunity surface.

Perhaps with the right amount of coaching and
persuasion coupled with enough beer consumption, I
could arrange this guy to fuck Tracy, while I played
with his wife. That would possibly offer the
possibility that Tracy would actually get knocked up,
and since I had been fucking her regularly, by the time
she realized she was in fact pregnant there would be no
doubt in her mind that I was the one that had bred her.

Jackie was almost the opposite of Tracy. Large, but not
fat, with at least 38D breasts that were beginning to
sag a little, and her bikini bottoms were well rounded.
Tracy and I were nude, but Jackie and Bill had not
removed their swim suits yet, so it was rather hard to
figure out what their natural endowments were.

But as we continued to fondle each other and Jackie and
Bill joined with us in our beer drinking, it was
becoming apparent that they were understanding that
their swim suits were not needed. Jackie began drinking
beer from an obvious thirsty condition and it wasn't
very long before she had consumed half a 6-pack of the
brew. She began looking around, and it was obvious that
she was feeling a little anxiety. I asked her if
something was wrong, and she admitted that she was
about to pee her bikini pants.

I stood and taking her hand, I led her over to behind a
rock. She almost trotted over there and as soon as we
were out of sight of the others she slipped her bikini
bottom down, squatted and peed right in front of me. As
Jackie slipped her bikini bottoms off, her similarity
with Tracy's smoothly shaven pubes were contrasted with
her reddish pussy bush, and her extremely white skin
with its freckles began arousing my interest.

When she finished, I mentioned to her that she need not
pull her bikini back up because Tracy was already
naked, so she casually slipped them off her feet. While
she was doing that, I stood and began peeing into her
piss, and as soon as she had removed her bikini panties
she stood and took my now hardened cock in her hands
and aimed my piss at the ground, as I slipped my right
hand across her now bare buttocks to caress her
nakedness, and cradled her nakedness in my arm, kissing
her on the lips.

I felt her tongue come from her mouth as she began
tongue fucking my mouth, and as soon as I finished
peeing, we slipped down to the sand beneath us, with
her on her back and then my hardness was being pulled
into her hot cave as she cried for my fucking.

I had barely filled her hot cavern with my muscle and
she began pushing at me to get off her. She expressed
that we did not have a condom to use and she did not
want me to get her pregnant, because she was fearful in
that she was currently ovulating. I plunged my cock
deep into her hot wetness, kissed her and told her that
she did not have to worry, that I was incapable of
making her pregnant because of my low sperm count
condition.

That really set her off, and she wrapped her bare
thighs around my sides and locked her ankles across my
bare ass and became a hot bitch in heat under my
barebacked fucking. On the other hand, Bill was seen
sliding his boxer trunks off about the time that Jackie
and I left for her to go pee. His now aroused and fully
inflated uncut cock made mine miniscule by comparison
as sit easily measured 12 inches and was about the
circumference of a baseball bat, so it quickly got
Tracy's attention.

I had not realized it before in all our fucking, but
Tracy was a definite cockhound, hungry for any cock
that could fill her. Not only did she want to have a
baby, she wanted any white cock that she could get, to
fill her void. She probably would have taken a black
cock as well, but she was not on birth control of any
kind and she definitely did not want to take her
chances on getting impregnated with a half-black baby.

Tracy began swooning in heat at that swollen staff.
Nude, like I was, my spent cum was still wet on her
inner thighs and the resultant view to Bill was that of
instant eroticism in that he did not know that that
shiny witness was actually my spendings seeping from
her hot box. His swollen joy stick brought Tracy's
nipples to almost instant erection and it was just a
matter of time as she swept into his naked arms as he
encircled her nakedness and began pulling her naked
buttocks in the palms of his hands.

As they lay on the white sand of the cove, he gently
lay her beneath him and she pulled his pole to her hot
wetness. Jackie and I emerged from behind our rock
where we had peed, just as Bill exploded his hot sperm
deep in Tracy's baby oven. Tracy was practically
screaming with her need for his hot baby-making fishies
and was nearly livid with lust.

As they "came down" from their peak of enjoyment, we
could see her wrap her naked legs around his waist as
she refused to allow his depleted cock to slide from
her depths, and he began kissing, and caressing her
nakedness. Apparently this worked because soon he was
pistoning his cock into her searing hot wetness once
more.

We heard him make a concern for not having a rubber and
worrying about her becoming pregnant, and she simply
hugged his nakedness that much more and told him that
she did not care... she actually wanted to have his
baby. At that time, you could tell that Jack's mindset
became more hotter, and his buttocks movement resembled
the heads on an engine that was being raced, and soon
his second spending deep in Tracy's belly was evident
as he began groaning and moaning his hot sperm deep in
her tummy.

We would continue swapping our partners for the rest of
the weekend in that cove. The women did not seem like
they could get enough of us and our cock juice. Our
privacy became second to our mutual enjoyments and by
the time the next dawn arrived we were simply just
laying there naked and peeing after we had drank so
many beers.

Tracy would not allow herself to be butt-fucked... she
wanted a baby planted in her, but Jackie and I tried
the anal route and neither of us liked it, so we stayed
heterosexual, too. The women were always too snockered
to maintain their balance as they squatted and
defecated, so we men would form our arms into a sling
of sorts that they could sit in, with our hands holding
their bare asses as they did their "dump".

Afterwards we would spray their anuses with our hot
piss, washing all the brown stuff from them, which
would normally bring about yet another hot fucking.

Chapter Seven

Although Tracy and I had never met or seen them before,
it turned out that Bill had a tire store in Mountain
Home and Jackie was a housewife and stay-at-home Mom to
two children, ages 2 and 5, who were staying the
weekend with Jackie's Mom, while Mom and Dad had come
to C.J. Strike to jet ski and have naked fun. Jackie
would relay to me...

I was just what she had been looking for as she enjoyed
her pussy getting sprayed full of cum but she was
always fearful of getting pregnant once more because
with the two babies she already had she did not
envision getting pregnant again and having more diapers
to attend to, or have to go through the routine of
midnight feedings.

My cock, to her, was a sort of "God's Blessing" she
loved to fuck and with me she could fuck all she wanted
to as long as she could keep me with a stiffy, and not
have to worry about 9 months of a swollen belly, pains
of birth, varicose veins, etc.

Bill, on the other hand, hated condoms. We never did
quite find out why they did not use other kinds of
birth control, but when Tracy told him she wanted to
have a baby, that just "made his day". He hardly left
her naked side and she would not "wash" his cum from
her pussy after he had spent in her, just so her hot
cave had plenty of lubrication in it for his next
fucking of her.

Those two women kept us drained of cum all weekend. We
slept naked, on towels and blankets that Tracy and I
had brought with us on the boat, which quickly became
saturated with spent shots of cum, and pee as we drank
ourselves into an orgy of hot naked sex coupled with
carousing and caressing. We ate hardly anything and it
was a good thing that Tracy and I had brought along
several cases of the foamy.

There were very few times any of us stood up, except to
defecate. We simply lay on the blankets and towels and
crawled to each other in our naked drunken states to
fuck yet once more. Jackie loved to fall asleep with
her head cradled in my lap with my spent cock in her
mouth, sucking on it as a baby would suck on its
bottle. Tracy liked to fall asleep with Bill's spent
cock in her pussy, as if she could begin working her
cuntal muscles to milk yet more of his life-giving joy
juice into her hot baby-making belly, just in case her
body began releasing ovaries to be bred.

When Bill would get all fucked out, I'd step in and
fuck her, myself, often slipping my hardness into her
hot oven quite easily, using his spendings already
there as a lubricant. I had told Jackie about my low
sperm count condition but cautioned her to not let
Tracy know of this, so Tracy still believed that I
could make her pregnant as well.

Jackie fully understood that for her to have this
access to a non-sperm producing cock that she would
have to go along with this fraudulent scheme of mine,
otherwise Tracy might not go along with just Bill
fucking her and in desperation begin looking for other
cocks to keep her vagina full of those little fishies
that make babies.

Other than the anal variety of things there was
virtually no exception to where my or Bill's cum could
go, whether or not it was sucked from us or we shot it.
If Tracy was going to get pregnant, it was going to
take a lot of pregnancy testing to find out who had
done the deed, if it had not been for my low sperm
count condition. But Jackie on the other hand would not
let Bill even touch her, as much as she was afraid of
getting a baby sown in her, and as it turned out, this
weekend had her eggs "waiting in droves".

It was a sad moment at 0500 hours on Monday morning
when I awoke everyone and let them know that we had to
get cleaned up, dressed and back to the launch area so
we could get home and get to work on time.

Chapter Eight

Tracy and I made it to work on time, but our hangovers
were terrible. She expressed a lot of dissatisfaction
as well in that her pussy lips were so sore from all
the fucking she had experience from both Bill and
myself, that she could not stand to wear panties, and
this made it doubly hard (no pun intended) for me to
keep my hands off her in the presence of others knowing
full well that there was a naked pussy under that WAF
uniform skirt.

Her amorous looks at my direction, and her casual
fondling of my cock through my military uniform pants
did not do much for my peacefulness that I had to
maintain around our military superiors and I was
walking around with a woody most of the morning, until
they had to go flying, at about 1000 hours.

At about 1030 hours, the phone rang. It was Base
Personnel Assignments Section. I had nearly forgotten,
my wife had been wanting to return to Korea so badly
that I had applied for a transfer to that theatre, and
now the Air Force had an opening for my rank and
specialty at Osan Air Base.

With the recent events I was prone to not accept it,
but then I thought that I needed an excuse to get out
of this thing with Tracy... eventually she is going to
be able to put two and two together and determine that
she is not getting pregnant with me, either. This Bill
and Jackie thing was good, but I didn't know how long
that might last as Jackie was getting a little
possessive toward me.

While she had allowed me to fuck Tracy this past
weekend, I could tell that deep down inside she
resented it, and her refusal to allow Bill to fuck her
could only lead to matrimonial difficulties between the
two of them, wherein he might want to divorce her,
especially if Tracy turned up pregnant and decided she
did not care all that much about fucking for another
nine months until the baby came.

So I "volunteered" for this assignment. That night I
told my wife, who got very excited. It had been 10 long
years since she had seen her family, and she could not
wait to get on the phone and call her brother in Los
Angeles. Another brother was in Japan, serving as the
Korean Consulate General in Osaka, to the Los Angeles
brother called him later on.

About 3 hours later, this Osaka brother called us and
advised us that he was sending a Korean Air Lines
ticket to my wife to be used from San Francisco to
Osaka and on to Seoul, via Pony Express Air Mail. The
very next day, it arrived. She had already gotten her
bags packed... She was "going home to Mommy and Daddy",
to await my official transfer through Air Force
channels to join her over there.

This left me alone in my 3-bedroomed Air Force on-base
family quarters. In the process of my wife getting
packed and getting to San Francisco, I made Tracy aware
of the fact that we could now get off work and suck,
fuck ourselves into oblivion right in my quarters EVERY
night on base. To assist matters, her Security
Policeman husband had been alerted for an emergency
temporary duty assignment to DaNang Airbase in Vietnam.

Although he was not aware of my upcoming assignment, he
was aware that my wife was Korean and that his wife
Tracy was enjoying a certain "close" friendship with
what he thought was my wife, because she was spending
so much time with me (he thought she was spending time
with my wife). So with the advent of his temporary duty
assignment it only became a natural that they should
vacate their off-base apartment and for Tracy to move
her stuff in with us and live with us.

That first night after he left almost immediately,
Tracy and I got all her stuff moved into my house. In
the process we had gotten awful sweaty, so as soon as I
carried the last of the boxed clothing into the back
door, Tracy had already stripped naked, closed the door
behind me and began attacking me with the fervor of a
bitch in heat.

It would be another 4 hours before we would even feel
like unpacking her clothes. My cum was all over her
naked pussy lips as it seeped from her, and my deflated
cock was awash with my cum spendings and her hot honey.

When we finally got her stuff unpacked we did a slow
crawl into my bed. I was too spent to do her much good
that night, but we still "spooned" into a sleeping
position. The next morning she was awarded with another
cuntful of my morning piss hard-on as I shot a mixture
of hot pee and hot cum into her baby-making belly. As
we finished she got up and ran to the toilet with me in
tow, and as she sat there pissing, I could hear the
globs of cum dropping into the water below her, mixed
with her hot yellow piss.

We made it to work on time, but I never have been able
to figure out how. I had a lot of work to catch up on,
so I did not pay too much attention to what Tracy was
doing.

Later, when we broke for Lunch, she advised that she
had been on the phone a lot of the morning and had told
Jackie what our immediate plans had been as far as our
living arrangements went. As it had turned out, it was
hot summertime, and Jackie's parents had been planning
to take her kids with them and go camping up in the
Sawtooths for a week or so, so this freed Jackie and
Bill to be in an adult atmosphere without children.
Jackie's parents had taken the kids just that morning.

Tracy and I would then experience the last time we had
a strictly lonely fucking by ourselves that Lunch hour.
We had decided to use our Lunch hour beginning just
that day "eating each other" as opposed to going to the
chow hall. Now that our respective spouses were no
longer around I could give her all the hickeys I wanted
to as long as they did not show on her exposed areas,
and this gave her all the more freedom to do the same
to me.

Jackie would later tell me that my bare ass looked like
I had the permanent chickenpox. Once again Tracy
returned to work without panties, but instead of them
she was using the old female rag to keep my cum
spending from running down her inner thighs.

That night as soon as we got home, Bill and Jackie had
somehow gained entry onto the base and were waiting for
us. As soon as we got out of our cars and into the
house civilian clothes and military uniforms were
scattered about. We did not even make it to the
bedrooms, we lay on the carpet in the living room,
fucking right next to each other.

Once again Tracy was like a bitch in heat, and was so
crazed with wanting her cunt filled with Bill's cock
she did not even seem to hear Jackie crying out for me
to give her my blanks-filled cum. We all fucked through
the night in this manner, I don't even recall getting
up off the floor to go to bed.

I had about a month before I had to report to Travis
AFB in California for my flight to Osan AB. For the
first couple of weeks, I don't think there was one
night that the four of us maintained any kind of sanity
that the outside world would want to know about.

The women had no need for panties so did not wear them,
except for Tracy when she knew that the absence of them
under her uniform might lead her into some kind of
military discipline trouble. Jackie's parents had her
kids and they were enjoying Mother Nature so much (I
often wondered if they might have been nudists and were
actually in.

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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