Chapter 1: Baby fever
The creaking of the porch swing was a monotonous, soothing rhythm that Scott had grown accustomed to over the past decade. He sat there, his muscular frame sprawled out, a cold beer in hand, staring out at the expanse of their yard. The sun was beginning to set, painting the sky with hues of orange and pink, and the trees were just starting to throw shadows across the grass. It was quiet, peaceful even—almost too peaceful.
Scott took a long pull from his beer, the cold liquid sliding down his throat and giving him a moment of respite from the constant, gnawing desire that simmered within him.
He craved something more, something that this house, this life, couldn't seem to fulfill. He glanced at the house, the three bedrooms standing tall and empty, a silent reminder of his unspoken longing.
The screen door slammed shut, and Scott turned to see Raven stepping onto the porch. She was wearing her favorite old jeans, the ones that hugged her curves just right, and a simple white t-shirt. Her dyed red hair was pulled up into a messy bun, a few strands framing her piercing green eyes. She was carrying a folder, her knuckles white from gripping it too tightly.
Scott could see the tension in her shoulders, the way she held her body taut, like a string about to snap. He knew that look, that posture. She was ready for a fight, or perhaps, a conversation that she knew would be difficult.
"Hey, babe," he said, his voice casual, trying to put her at ease. "You're home early. Everything okay?"
Raven didn't meet his gaze. Instead, she busied herself with adjusting the porch swing, as if she needed something to do with her hands. "I came home early.
Thought we could use some time to talk," Raven replied, her voice measured. She finally looked at him, her gaze direct and unyielding. "You've been quiet lately, Scott. Distracted. I thought maybe we could address whatever's been on your mind."
Scott took another sip of his beer, buying himself a moment to compose his thoughts. He knew where this was going, the unspoken conversation that had been hanging between them for months now. He could feel it, like a tangible thing, heavy in the air.
Raven was desperate for a family, and she had been for years. She wanted children, a baby to call her own, a sense of completion that she couldn't seem to find without them. Scott knew this, had known this from the moment they'd first started talking about the future.
"You're right," Scott admitted, setting his bottle down on the little table next to him. "I have been a little preoccupied. It's just... this house, Raven. It's so quiet. It's supposed to be filled with laughter, with life. And it's not. And it's...
frustrating. I want that, Raven. I want the noise, the chaos, the joy. I want our family to grow."
Raven took a deep breath, her eyes never leaving his. "I know what you want, Scott. And I want it too. I've been looking into some options." She held up the folder in her hand, her knuckles still white from gripping it. "I think it's time we seriously consider surrogacy or adoption."
Scott felt a pang of unease. He had known this conversation would come eventually, but he hadn't expected it to be so soon.
He wanted to tread carefully, to ensure he didn't say the wrong thing and upset Raven. She had always been the jealous type, and he knew that discussing their family expansion could bring out her green-eyed monster.
"Surrogacy, huh?" Scott said, keeping his voice neutral. "I've thought about that before. It's not a bad idea. But adoption? I don't know, Raven. I want our kids to be...ours. You know?"
Raven's expression softened a little, and she sat down on the swing next to him. "I understand that, Scott. But adoption can feel just as real, just as meaningful.
Besides, we've tried everything else. It's been a long time since we've even... you know." Raven trailed off, her cheeks flushing slightly as she gestured vaguely between them.
Scott nodded, understanding her meaning. Their sex life had taken a hit in recent years, with Raven's libido waning as she approached menopause. It was a frustrating situation for both of them, but Scott tried to be understanding and patient. He knew that Raven's desire for children was a deep, burning need that wasn't going to be satisfied by anything else.
"I know, babe.
It's been tough," Scott acknowledged, his hand reaching out to give Raven's a reassuring squeeze. She looked down at their intertwined fingers, a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth.
"It has. But I'm not ready to give up. I want a family, Scott. I want to see you with a baby in your arms, to watch you teach our kids how to ride a bike, to hear you tell them bedtime stories." Raven's voice was filled with longing, and Scott felt a twinge of guilt.
He wanted the same things, but the reality of their situation was complicated. He knew that the traditional path to parenthood was closed to them, and he also knew that Raven's jealous nature would make any alternative route even more challenging.
"I want that too, Raven. I really do," Scott said, his voice softening. He looked into her eyes, letting her see the sincerity in his own. "But we need to be realistic about this. Surrogacy could work, but adoption... I don't know if I can love a child that isn't biologically mine in the same way.
Not to say I won't try, but it's a lot to ask." Scott hesitated, choosing his words carefully. He didn't want to hurt Raven, but he also knew that honesty was necessary. "And there's something else I've been thinking about. Something that might... help with both our needs."
Raven's eyes narrowed slightly, her gaze searching his face. "What is it, Scott?"
Scott stands up and takes Raven be the hand and leads her to their bedroom and undresses down to his boxers without saying a word. He lays down under the sheets and looks over at Raven who is very confused. “Strip” Scott orders with his dominate tone. Raven gazes at her husband confused and hesitates, but does as he had ordered. “All of it” Scott growls while reaching down to take off his boxers. She can see he is fully erect and she does as she was told. “Lay down” Scott chokes out through the adrenaline pumping thru his veins. Raven complies and lays down next to naked husband.
Scott grabs the leg closer to him and pulls ravens ass over to his crotch. She can feel his hard cock laying right over her pussy lips. Scott spreads her legs further apart and finds her clit and slowly starts rubbing in a circulation motion. Raven gasps, her body reacting to his touch. She can feel a familiar warmth spreading through her, despite the years of distance between them. Scott leans in and whispers in her ear, "How bad do you want a baby? "
Raven turns her head to look at him, her breath hitching as his fingers continue their relentless dance. "Scott, is this really the time to be talking about this?” Raven's voice was a breathy whisper, her body already betraying her, arching slightly into his touch.
Scott leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear, sending a shiver down her spine. "Isn't it always the best time to talk about something important, when you're feeling most alive?" he murmured, his fingers moving with calculated precision.
Raven's eyes fluttered closed, her chest heaving with each breath. She knew better than to argue with Scott when he was like this - dominant, determined, and fucking irresistible.
His touch was igniting something inside her that she thought had long been extinguished. She could feel her body responding, her nipples hardening, her pussy moistening.
"You know I want a baby more than anything, Scott," she answered, her voice barely above a whisper. "You know I'd do anything to have a child, to start a family with you."
Scott captured her mouth in a searing kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth with a possessiveness that left her breathless. He pulled away, his eyes burning into hers. "I know, baby. And I want that too.
More than anything." Scott's voice was a low growl, his hand moving faster, his fingers slipping inside her, causing Raven to gasp. He knows what he is doing, she is falling into his manipulative trap. “Surrogacy is over $20000 Raven we will never be able to afford that.” Scott said, his voice harsh and rough. “And adoption isn’t what I want.”
Raven’s eyes fluttered open, her breath coming in short gasps. She could feel the weight of Scott’s words, the heavy implication behind them.
“What are you suggesting, Scott?” Raven whispered, grinding into Scott’s hand. His fingers were relentless, driving her to the edge of release. She could feel the wetness between her legs, the slickness that betrayed her arousal. But her mind was still trying to catch up with the implications of Scott’s words.
Scott lowered his head, his lips brushing against Raven’s earlobe. “I’m suggesting a compromise, Raven. A way to have our cake and eat it too.”
Raven’s breath hitched, her body tense with anticipation. “What are you saying, Scott?”
Scott pulled back slightly, enough to look into Raven’s eyes.
The green orbs were dilated with a mix of arousal and confusion, and Scott knew he had her right where he wanted her. He leaned in, his voice a low, intense whisper. “I’ve been thinking, Raven. About a way to have a baby, our baby, without breaking the bank or adopting. A way to fulfill both our needs.”
Raven’s breath hitched again, her body tensing as she tried to read between the lines. “Scott, what are you talking about?” she managed to ask, her voice barely audible.
Scott’s fingers stilled for a moment, giving Raven a chance to focus on his words. Scott knows he has to keep Raven on the edge of orgasm while he continued this conversation. He had to be very careful not to push her too far too fast, but he also knows the power of his touch and how it could influence her decisions. He looked into Raven’s eyes, his voice low and intense. "I've been thinking about us finding a girl to come and live with us and have the baby in a natural way.” Scott had treaded lightly with his wording. He knew he could not tell her that he had Kris in mind even though it was all he could think about.
He couldn’t reveal his hand too soon. He had to play this carefully. He could see the wheels turning in Raven's head as she processed his words. Her breath came in shallow gasps, her body still primed from his touch.
"A girl to live with us," she repeated, her voice barely a whisper. "Like a... a surrogate, but here in the house with us?"
Scott nodded, his fingers resuming their rhythmic dance. "Exactly. Someone who wants a family as much as we do. Someone who can give us what we both desperately want."
Raven's eyes widened as the reality of his words sank in.
"You want to bring a stranger into our home? Have them carry our child? Scott, that's... that's complicated. And what about me? What would my role be in all of this?"
Scott's fingers paused again, and he pulled Raven closer, his lips brushing against hers in a soft, reassuring kiss. "You'd be the mother, Raven. The heart of our family. You'd help her, guide her, be there for her every step of the way. And after the baby is born, you'd be the one raising it. Teaching it, loving it.
You'd be the one shaping our family's life, Raven. And I promise you, you'll be just as much a mother to our child as anyone else." Scott's voice was filled with warmth and conviction. He knew he had to sell this idea, to make Raven believe that this was the best path for them.
Raven looked into Scott's eyes, searching for any hint of doubt or insincerity. She found none. Instead, she saw a man who was as desperate for a family as she was, who was willing to go to great lengths to make that happen.
A man who loved her, despite their strained sex life and her inability to bear children. A man who wanted to build a family with her, in the only way he could think of.
Raven felt a pang of guilt, realizing that she had pushed Scott into this corner. She had been so focused on her own desires, her own needs, that she hadn't considered the toll it was taking on him.
"Scott," she said softly, her hand reaching up to cup his cheek. "I want that too. I want to be a mother so badly it hurts. But are you sure about this? About bringing a stranger into our home?
Is this really what you want?"
Scott took a deep breath, his fingers stilling against Raven's clit as he looked into her eyes. "I want what we both want, Raven. A family. And I think this is the best way for us to get there. I know it's not conventional, but neither is our situation."
Raven's gaze flickered away from his, her mind racing with the implications of his proposal. She could feel the wetness between her legs, the aching need that Scott's touch had inspired, but her heart was heavy with uncertainty.
"What about... about our marriage, Scott? About us?
What happens after the baby is born? Will she... she'll be a part of our lives forever, won't she?" Raven's voice wavered, betraying her insecurity. She looked back at Scott, her eyes searching his for some reassurance.
Scott pulled her closer, wrapping his arms around her and holding her tight. He could feel her heart racing against his chest, could hear the slight tremble in her voice. He knew this was a lot to take in, but he also knew that Raven needed to trust him, needed to believe in his vision for their future. Scott took his hard cock and pressed up against ravens hot entrance. And continued to slowly tease her clit. He had to convince Raven to choose this herself. “What if we want more children after the first one is born Raven? Would we find a different stranger to give us another?” Scott asked , his voice a low rumble in Raven's ear as he continued to tease her, his cock pressing against her entrance. He knew he had to be careful, to tread lightly, but he also knew that the line he was walking was a thin one. He had to be honest with Raven, but he also had to be strategic, had to ensure that she was on board with his plan.
Raven's breath hitched, her body tense with a mix of arousal and anxiety. "I... I don't know, Scott. I never really thought about it that way."
Scott pulled back slightly, looking into Raven's eyes.
He could see the fear and uncertainty swirling in their depths, and he knew he had to address her concerns head-on. "Raven, this isn't about finding a different stranger for each child. This is about finding the right person, someone who understands the dynamics of our situation and is willing to help us build our family. Someone who, ideally, will want to be a part of our lives, in some capacity, for as long as we all agree to."
Raven's brows furrowed, her mind trying to wrap around the complex web of emotions and logistics that Scott was laying out. "But... how do we know who that person is, Scott? Would we pick together?” Raven’s voice was a whisper, her thoughts racing as she tried to process everything Scott was suggesting. She could feel her body humming with desire, her clit throbbing under Scott’s skilled touch, but her mind was a whirlwind of questions and concerns.
Scott smiled, a slow, reassuring smile that crinkled the corners of his eyes. “Yes, babe. We’d pick together. And we’d interview her, get to know her, make sure she’s a good fit for our family. We will do everything together and we can stop at anytime up till the baby was growing inside.” Scott’s voice was reassuring, his fingers moving slowly against her clit, not letting her fall over the edge just yet. He wanted her to be fully present for this conversation, to truly understand and agree to what he was proposing.
Raven looked up at him, her eyes filled with a mix of emotion. She could feel the tension between them, the electricity that always seemed to spark when they were like this. "And what about... our marriage, Scott? How does this affect us? Our intimacy, our relationship?"
Scott paused, his hand stilling against her. He knew this was the crux of the matter, the question that had been lingering between them for years.
Scott took a deep breath, his thumb gently caressing Raven's cheek. He looked into her eyes, his voice steady and honest. "Raven, our marriage is important to me. You are important to me. I will always be right by your side no matter what, I love you!” Scott said with deep sincerity. “And you will be a mother my love.”
Raven's eyes searched Scott's face, looking for any sign of deceit or doubt.
Instead, she saw love, sincerity, and a shared desire to build something meaningful together. "I love you too, Scott," she whispered, her heart aching with a mix of longing and fear.
Scott leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a soft, tender kiss. "I know this is a lot to take in, babe. But I need you to trust me on this. I need you to believe that this is the best path for us, the only path that can give you what you want. You will be such a beautiful mother.”
Raven pulled back slightly, her eyes filled with unshed tears. "I do trust you, Scott. Yes let’s do this I want a baby” she said determined, she had made up her mind.
Scott thought to himself, this is going exactly how I want it to, now I’ll put my dick in her about an inch more as her reward for choosing correctly.
Scott is still slowly massaging ravens clit and now is slipping in an inch more of his large cock.
Scott didn’t get any pleasure from her pussy anymore. He had used it so much that it had become loose and he had no interest in using it anymore unless he was trying to get something out of it. He was just trying to get her to make the decision he wanted her to make. Scott moved his cock in and out of Raven's pussy slowly, just an inch, giving her just enough friction to keep her mind focused on him.
Raven gasped, her body arching slightly as she felt him inside her. It had been so long since they had been intimate like this, and the sensation was almost too much to bear. She could feel her body responding to him, even if her mind was still reeling from the conversation they had just had.
Scott asked raven, “how do you want to find her?” Scott knew that he could not reveal his plans just yet. He had to make this Raven’s idea.
Raven was breathing heavily, her body moving in sync with Scott's slow, deliberate thrusts. How do people usually do this?" she managed to ask between breaths.
Scott chuckled low in his throat, the sound sending vibrations through his chest and into Raven. "Well, I've done some research. There are online forums, surrogacy agencies... even some clinics that specialize in this kind of thing. But I figured, we could start local. I found a doctor that can put me in touch with women like this and we can do interviews.” Scott said.
“I would like that let’s do this babe! Together.” Raven said while pushing back her moans of pleasure.
“Okay baby, I will start the process tonight,” Scott smiles and gives Raven one more inch of his cock for choosing correctly.
He has to be careful not to push her over the edge too quickly. He knows exactly how to control her orgasm and he isn’t about to give it up just yet.
his fingers still working her clit with precision. He knows just how to touch her, just how to move, to keep her on the brink of ecstasy without sending her over the edge.
Scott speaks softly into Raven's ear, his voice a low growl, heavy with lust and desire. “You’re gonna make such a beautiful mother, baby. And I’m gonna love watching you care for our child.
You’re gonna be everything to them, Raven. The best fucking mother they could ever hope for.”
Raven’s breath hitched, her body arching into Scott’s touch as she processed his words. The image of her holding their child, her child, was so vivid and intoxicating that she could almost taste it. Her heart swelled with love and anticipation, and she knew, in that moment, that she would do whatever it took to make this a reality.
Scott’s fingers moved faster, his thumb circling Raven’s clit with precise.
“How many babies do you want Raven?” Scott asked
“I want four at least!” She says with love In her voice.
Scott’s mind is racing from her words, thinking about keeping Kris pregnant for four babies was almost to much for him to handle, he couldn’t stop thinking about milking her abnormally large breasts to keep her producing milk for him, he imagined how tight her pussy was and how he it would keep his balls drained for breeding. Scott plunges himself into ravens loose pussy while he dreams about Kris and all their babies. Raven had answered everything correctly he would have to reward her used up pussy. Scott keeps his thrusts slow and deep, making sure he doesn't give her too much pleasure, just enough to keep her on the edge. The sound of their bodies coming together filled the room, the wetness of Raven's pussy making a steady slapping sound with each thrust.
"Four babies," Scott murmured, his voice a low rumble in Raven's ear. "That's a lot of little ones running around the house. But I think we can handle it. I think we'll make a great team, you and me."
Raven nodded, her body writhing beneath Scott as he continued to thrust into her. "Yes," she breathed.
"Four babies. A house full of laughter and chaos. I can picture it so clearly, Scott. Four little ones, with your eyes and your smile...our family."
Scott's thrusts became more insistent, his voice growing rougher as he spoke. "And you'll be the heart of it all, Raven. The one who nurtures them, who loves them, who guides them. You'll be the best fucking mother they could ever have."
Raven's head was spinning, her body aching with need and desire. She could feel Scott's words, his touch, his cock inside her, all combining to push her closer and closer to the edge.
Scott keeps pushing into ravens loose hole imagining Kris.
“I can’t wait to start our journey.” Raven’s breath hitched, her body tense and ready for release. Scott knew he had her right where he wanted her.
Scott’s fingers on her clit moved faster, his other hand gripping her hip tighter as he began to thrust into her with more force. “Good, baby. Because I’m ready to give you what you need.”
Raven’s nails dug into Scott’s back, her body arching into his touch. She could feel the familiar warmth spreading through her, the sensation of her body being taken over by the overwhelming pleasure Scott was giving her.
“Scott...” she managed to gasp out, her voice a desperate plea, “this is going to work” she whimpered.
Scott leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear. “Yes, baby. It’s going to work. You’re going to be a mother, Raven. You’re going to have our baby.”
Raven’s body tensed, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as Scott’s fingers worked her clit with precise, relentless strokes. “Scott… oh god…” she cried out, her body on the brink of release.
Scott could feel her tightening around him, her pussy clenching and unclenching as she became more and more aroused. He knew it was time to let her orgasm, she had played so perfectly into his plan and made all the right choices. “Come for me, Raven,” Scott growled, his voice a low, intense command. “Come all over my cock while you think about our family”
Raven's body responded instantly to his words, her muscles tensing as her orgasm hit her like a wave. She cried out, her nails digging even deeper into Scott's back as the pleasure coursed through her.
Scott thrust into her a few more times, harder, faster, before stilling and letting her ride out her release. He could feel her pussy clenching around him, and it had no affect he knew he would have to orgasm alone. Scott pulled out of her and grabbed his cock and continued to stroke it while he watched Raven ride out her orgasm.
"That's it, baby," he murmured, his eyes locked on her face as she came undone beneath him. "That's what you want, isn't it? Our family, our babies?"
Raven nodded, her eyes still closed, her body still shuddering with the aftershocks of her orgasm. "Yes," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I want it so much, Scott."
Scott jerked his massive cock to the thought of getting Kris pregnant.
He imagined her ripe and full with his child, her large breasts swollen with milk just for him. The thought sent shivers down his spine, and he groaned as he felt his orgasm building.
He continued stroking himself, his eyes locked on Raven's flushed face, her body still trembling with the remnants of her orgasm. She looked so beautiful like this, so satisfied and sated. He knew he had her right where he wanted her, ready to do whatever it took to have their family.
Scott grunted as he felt his orgasm approaching, his strokes becoming faster and more urgent.
He was close, so close, and the thought of Kris, of her carrying his child, was driving him over the edge.
Raven's eyes fluttered open, her gaze meeting Scott's. She could see the intensity in his eyes, the raw desire and the primal need that was driving him to the brink. She felt a pang of jealousy, a twinge of envy at the thought of another woman bearing Scott's child. But she also felt a deep sense of excitement, of anticipation. This was their chance, their only chance, to have a family.
Scott thought about Kris begging for another baby over and over again. He exploded all over ravens stomach.
Raven opened her eyes and looked down at Scotts cum splattered all over her. She smiled and rubbed it into her skin.
Scott looked down at her with a content look on his face, he knew everything was going to work out now.
Scott leaned down and kissed her, he let his tongue explore her mouth. He sucked gently on her bottom lip.
Raven moaned softly, her body still humming with aftershocks of her orgasm. She loved it when Scott was like this, dominant and in control.