Fantasy - The Anthology 3
Author
Chelsie Hance
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Chapters
39
An Anthology of erotic stories to feed your dirty fantasies. Various scenarios played out over the course of a chapter, all culminating in a spine tingling, toe curling kind of way. Not for the faint of heart, but definitely one for the smut lovers who don't want to read a full book.
The Surrogate (Part 1)
“Please, Jade? Please do this for me?” my best friend begs.
“I don’t know, Amber. Wouldn’t it be a bit weird?”
“Why would it? The baby wouldn’t be yours. You’d just be carrying it for us. Please, Jade. I wouldn’t trust anyone else to do this for me.”
I’m not sold on her words. The baby would technically be mine—a mix of me and her husband, Liam. But I don’t want to correct her, and I don’t want to be cruel.
“It’s a big ask, Amber. It’s not like borrowing a top or something.”
“Well, it kind of is. We’d just be borrowing your uterus?” she jokes.
“That’s not funny.”
I let out a big sigh as I look her in the eyes. She is sitting on her sofa, hands clasped together as she begs me to carry her child, as she begs me to do something she can’t.
Although she is trying to crack jokes to lighten the mood, I can see the tears she is desperately trying to hold back. Tears at the thought that I will deny her request. The more I gaze into them, the more I feel myself being sucked into her plan—one I want to say no to, but somehow I can’t find the strength to say the word.
“Fine.” I finally agree to be her surrogate, feeling a wash of emotions as her face lights up.
“Great.” She smiles, handing me a chunky-looking syringe filled with a thick, white substance.
I roll my eyes and give her a small smile before walking into my bedroom. Sitting on the edge of my bed, I hesitate for a moment, syringe in hand, before pulling down my underwear and carefully pushing the plunger, emptying the contents deep inside myself.
I wasn’t expecting it to work the first month, but after five months of trying it this way with no success, Amber suggests an alternative.
“I’m not sleeping with your husband,” I tell her flatly.
“I don’t want you to either, but I really want a child. I’ve wanted to be a mom for such a long time. Please?”
I look past her to her husband, who sits on the sofa behind her, hoping he’ll talk some sense into her. But when he stays silent, I know he agrees with her.
“You both really want this?” I ask, looking between the two of them.
“Yeah.” Liam finally speaks, nodding along with Amber.
I look around the room as I think about it. Sure, Liam is attractive enough that I’m not repulsed by the idea, but he is my best friend’s husband. My eyes make their way back to the couple.
“How would this work?” I ask.
Amber smiles.
“Well, I want to be in the room.”
“You want to watch?” I ask, pulling a face.
“I was hoping that I’d be able to kind of kneel over you so it’s kind of like Liam is just having sex with me.”
“Right…,” I say, not fully understanding.
“You’ll lie on the bed, and he can do what he needs to, but I’ll be in the middle.”
“Okay,” I say, even though I’m still not sure. “When do you want to try this?”
“Now?”
“Now?!” I ask, not even having a day to think it over.
“You’re ovulating. It’s the best time. Please, Jade?”
“Fine,” I say reluctantly.
Even though I think it is weird she wants to be there when it happens, I can’t help but feel a little relief. As long as she sees it is just clinical sex to make a baby, then she has no reason not to trust me.
Amber stands from the sofa, followed by Liam. She holds her hand out for me to take before leading me upstairs to her bedroom. All three of us stand in the room, staring at the bed with this weird, awkward tension surrounding us.
“So, what do you want me to do?” I ask, breaking the silence.
“Take your jeans off and lie down on the bed,” Amber says in a quiet voice.
Hesitantly, I hook my fingers into the waistband of my bottoms and pull them down as Amber and Liam watch. When my bottom half is bare, I sit on the edge of the bed and then lie down, wondering what the hell I am doing.
Very soon after, Amber climbs onto the bed, straddling my waist as she faces away from me, blocking my view. Thankfully, she still has her dress on, but my ease doesn’t last long when I hear Liam making his way across the room.
His hands land on my knees as he stands in front of me. I don’t mean to tremble as he touches me, but this isn’t something I am used to.
Without anyone having to say anything, I part my legs for him to slip between. I suck in a gasp as I feel his bare skin against mine, letting me know he is naked, at least from the waist down. I hold that breath as I wait for what comes next, the tip of his thick shaft pushing between my folds as he lines himself up with my entrance.
“What’s wrong?” Amber asks Liam.
But I already know what the issue is. I am as dry as the Sahara, keeping him from being able to slide inside with ease.
“Oh,” is all Amber can say as she realizes the issue.
Then, without warning, I feel her soft, delicate fingers move down to my core and touch me.
“Amber.” I say her name as a warning, but it does nothing to stop her. Her fingers push into my folds, circling my clit.
With her other hand, she pushes two of her manicured fingers inside my pussy, curling them as she hits the magic spot inside.
I lean up on my elbows, ready to tell her that this isn’t what I signed up for—to see her kissing Liam. It looks so loving, so intimate, that I lie back down without saying anything as my best friend’s fingers move inside me.
“Better?” Amber’s soft voice asks.
I don’t know who she is asking, but I feel oddly relaxed. Well, until her husband slowly pushes his cock inside me.
His movements are slow as he moves in and out, as if he isn’t in a rush. Or maybe he is pretending it is actually his wife he is making love to.
Whatever the reason, I stay as silent as I can, as if I am not even there. Sounds of kissing fill the room as Amber presses her lips against her husband, despite him being buried inside me.
Watching them in such an intimate way is starting to have an effect on me. It has been a long time since someone has kissed me like that and made love to me.
It is hard to find someone who is interested in more than just fucking. The longer I am pinned under Amber’s weight, with Liam’s cock moving in and out of me, the more I find myself wanting what they have.
I find my body responding, relaxing more. Even my pussy becomes wetter, allowing Liam to pick up the pace.
“Take this off,” Liam tells Amber, pulling on the strap of her dress.
She immediately shifts her weight as she pulls her dress off, throwing it to the floor. Liam moves his hand from my knees to her breasts, cupping them through her bra.
He then yanks the bra down, exposing her breasts. His movements become more forceful as he touches Amber, making her moan and wiggle on my hips.
I try to be silent. I try to make it seem like I’m not even there, but I can’t help the moan that rolls off my tongue as Liam thrusts into me.
At the sound of my moan, Liam seems to make it his mission to get another sound out of me. He slams into me over and over again, resting one of his hands on the inside of my thigh, too close to my core for my comfort.
“Amber?” I speak softly, trying to get her attention.
But as I lean up on my elbows, I watch as she takes hold of his hand from my thigh, guiding it closer until he is stroking my clit. The feel of his fingers touching me makes my breathing hitch as a tingle runs throughout my body that I don’t want to stop.
Maybe I am enjoying this more than I am supposed to, but it seems both of them are as well. They both touch my body as if it is no more than some sexual device.
Without a word, I lie back against the soft mattress and just enjoy the feel of Liam’s fingers on my clit, moving in slow, intricate circles, guided by Amber’s hand.
“Do you think you can cum, baby?” Amber asks Liam.
“I…I don’t know,” he answers honestly.
I kind of feel a little insulted by his admission, before I remember Amber and Liam have been sweethearts since school. They were each other’s first, so sure, I understand Liam’s issue…kind of.
“You want some help?” she offers.
I look past her body to see him nod.
Amber then pushes him back, so he is no longer inside me. She climbs off my lap and onto the floor, where she kneels in front of him.
His cheeks have a tinge of pink, and his mouth is agape as she grasps him firmly, wrapping her lips around his length. He stays focused on his wife as she slides his cock into her mouth, not bothered by the taste of my juices coating him.
I even hear a moan from her as she licks and sucks him, making me incredibly aroused as I watch them.
“How’s that?” she asks, pulling his cock out of her mouth long enough to ask the question.
“Great,” he says as he holds the back of her head.
She continues sucking his cock, bringing him closer to the edge. As she takes him as far down her throat as she can, Liam’s eyes flick up to me, and a smile plays on his lips. The look is gone as soon as it appears, making me wonder if I’ve just imagined it.
He then taps her on the back of the head to tell her he is close, causing her to stop immediately. She makes her way back to the bed, but before she can assume her position on top of me, Liam pushes her onto all fours above me.
