Chapter 2: Kris
Scott sat behind his desk, the scent of aged oak and leather permeating the air, as he glanced at the rental property office around him. The room was bathed in the warm, golden glow of the late afternoon sun, streaming in through the large windows that overlooked the bustling street below. The hum of conversation from the staff in the adjacent office filtered through the closed door, a familiar, comforting sound that seemed to echo the steady rhythm of his own heartbeat. He leaned back in his leather chair, his eyes scanning the screen of his laptop, a slow smirk playing at the corners of his mouth as he reread Kris's latest text message.
He knew he could manipulate both women into doing whatever he wanted or needed. He knew Kris would jump at this chance she had felt a strong attachment to Scott but he was married and she respected that fact. Scott had toyed with the idea of bringing her into their lives for a while now, but he had to be careful. He could not make it obvious that he was manipulating both women, he had to keep it subtle and under the radar.
Scott's phone chimed, and he glanced at the screen, a slow grin spreading across his face as he read Kris's reply.
Kris: hi. I’m good how are you doing?
Scott’s heart was pounding with excitement. He knew Kris would be the perfect candidate for their plan. She was young, fertile, and naive enough to believe in the fairytale of happily ever after. Scott had been playing this game for a while now, slowly grooming Kris to be the perfect surrogate for him.
He texted back a response:
Scott: I’m great. Just finished a meeting with Raven about our plans for the future.
Kris: Oh really? What kind of plans?
Scott: Surrogacy. All I think about is a family anymore. 😢
Kris: You have told me some about that and the fertility troubles with Raven. That’s tough.
I've always wanted a big family too.
Scott leaned back in his chair, his fingers dancing over the keyboard as he typed out his next response. He knew exactly what he was doing, how to play on Kris’s sympathies and desires to draw her in.
Scott: Yeah. It’s been a struggle. But we’re looking into our options now. Raven and I both want this so badly.
Kris: I can’t even imagine how hard that must be for you both. I’m here if you ever want to talk about it.
Scott’s heart swelled with both lust and satisfaction.
He knew he had Kris right where he wanted her. She was young, naive, and desperate for a family. He had been playing this game for a while now, slowly grooming Kris to be the perfect vessel for his desires. He knew she would jump at the chance to help him and Raven, to give them the family they so desperately craved.
Kris: I really think it’s amazing that you two are pursuing this. It just shows how much you want a family together. 💖
Scott: Thanks, Kris. That means a lot. You’re a good friend. Now I just need to find my incubator 😂
He knew he was playing a dangerous game, but he was confident he could keep both women on a tight leash. He had to be careful, though, had to tread lightly.
Scott: We're thinking of interviewing potential surrogates soon. It's all very exciting and overwhelming at the same time.
Kris: That sounds like a big step. I'm really happy for you both. I hope you find the perfect fit.
Scott smiled, his fingers drumming against the desk as he considered his next move. He wanted to gauge Kris's interest without coming on too strong.
He knew he had to be subtle, to play the long game. He also knew that Kris was eager to please, she had been in the bdsm lifestyle before. She was a true submissive at heart.
Scott: I’m not sure where to begin looking for a women willing to join me and my wife and grow our family maybe in a submissive type of way.
Kris: I can see what I can find to help
Kris is lost in thought. She had flirted with the idea of being a submissive to Scott when they first met. Could she do this for him. Be the mother to his children and share it all with Raven.
She felt a shiver run down her spine at the thought of being pregnant with Scott’s child. She knew it was a dangerous idea, but she couldn’t deny the thrill that ran through her. She looked down at her phone, her fingers hovering over the keys. She wanted to type out her thoughts, her desires, but she hesitated.
Scott: That would be amazing, Kris. Thank you so much.
Kris: Of course, Scott. I want to help in any way I can.
Kris looked up from her phone, her mind racing with thoughts of Scott breeding her. And she began to feel warmth rising between her legs. The thought of Scott's child growing inside her, the feeling of his seed filling her, claimed by another. She bit her lip, her breath hitching as she typed a response.
Kris: I've thought about being a submissive to you before. I know you're married and all, but...
She hesitated, her fingers hovering over the keys. This was dangerous territory, but she knew she had to be honest with Scott. She took a deep breath and continued.
Kris: I've thought about what it would be like to carry your child. To feel your baby growing inside me.
It's a thrill I can't ignore.
Kris hit send before she could change her mind. Her heart was pounding in her chest, her palms slick with sweat. She had just revealed her deepest desires to Scott, the man she had been crushing on for months. The man who was married to another woman. She feared his reaction, but she also knew that she couldn't keep her feelings bottled up any longer.
Scott read Kris's text, his eyes widening with surprise. He had been grooming her for this moment, but he hadn't expected her to be so direct. He admired her honesty, her bravery.
He had been hoping for this reaction, and now that he had it, he knew he had to tread carefully. He didn't want to scare her off, but he also didn't want to give her false hope.
Scott: Kris, that's a big step. Are you sure you understand what you're saying?
He wanted her to be certain, to be committed. This wasn't a decision to be made lightly.
Kris: Yes, I'm sure. I've thought about it a lot, Scott. I want this. I want to help you and Raven have a family.
Scott: I can make an interview with Raven later this afternoon, the only thing is, Raven cannot know we have been friends this would be out first time meeting in her eyes. Is that something you can do?
Scott typed back, his heart pounding with anticipation.
Kris took a deep breath before replying. She knew what she was agreeing to, and she was ready to commit.
Kris: Yes, I can do that. I'll play along.
Scott: Perfect. I'll set something up for later today and text you the details.
Kris: Okay, I'll be ready.
Scott: One more thing, Kris. Be prepared to answer some... personal questions.
Kris: Of course. I understand.
Scott looked at his watch, two hours to prepare Raven for the interview.
He needed to make sure Raven was on board with Kris and that she didn’t suspect anything. He stood up from his desk and walked over to the coffee maker. He poured himself a cup and took a sip, the hot liquid burning his throat. He needed to be sharp for this.
He walked back to his desk and pulled up Kris’s profile on his laptop. He scrolled through her pictures, remembering the times he had seen her at the club. She was beautiful, with long flowing hair, and big doe eyes. Her body was slim, but curvaceous in all the right places. He imagined her pregnant with his child, her belly round and full.
He could already see her in his mind's eye, her big tits swollen with milk, ready to feed his baby. Scott felt his cock twitch at the thought, and he shifted in his chair, adjusting himself discreetly. He needed to keep his mind focused on the task at hand.
Scott picked up his phone and dialed Raven's number. She answered on the second ring, her voice soft and warm. "Hi, sweetheart. What's up?"
"Hey, Raven. I was just thinking about our conversation earlier, and I wanted to touch base with you. I think I might have found someone who could be a good fit for us.
A surrogate, I mean." Scott said in a low voice. He wanted to keep Raven's attention focused on the phone call, away from all the other distractions in the office.
There was a pause on the other end of the line, and Scott could hear Raven's breath hitch slightly. "Really? That's great, Scott. Tell me more about her."
Scott smiled, knowing he had Raven's full attention now. "Her name is Kris. She's in her mid-twenties, very healthy, and she's expressed interest in being a surrogate before. She's also open to the idea of a more...
unconventional arrangement. She's willing to follow rules and our guide, as long as she can help us start our family." Scott paused, noting the change in Raven's breathing on the other end of the line. He knew she was intrigued, but he also knew she would be wary. He had to reassure her, to make her see the benefits of this arrangement.
"Scott, I’m going to keep an open mind about this, make an appointment for an interview at the house at 2pm today. Let’s sit down with her and talk.” Raven’s voice was steady, but Scott could hear the hint of uncertainty beneath it. He knew that he had to tread carefully, to reassure her and guide her towards this decision.
Scott agreed, "Of course, Raven. I'll schedule the appointment for 2 PM today at our house. I'll make sure everything is set up for the interview."
"Thank you, Scott. I'll see you later," Raven said softly before ending the call.
Scott leaned back in his chair, a slow smile spreading across his face. He had set the stage, and now it was time to bring the players together.
Scott quickly sent a text to Kris with the details of the interview, making sure to emphasize the importance of discretion.
*Scott:* Interview at our house at 2 PM. Please keep this between us until then. Raven doesn't know we've been friends.
*Kris:* Understood. See you at 2.
Scott leaned back in his chair, a sense of satisfaction washing over him. He had planned this carefully, meticulously, and now he could feel the pieces falling into place. He knew he had to stay sharp, to keep his wits about him, but he also knew that he was in control.
He was the puppet master, pulling the strings and orchestrating this elaborate dance. He stood up from his desk, stretching his tall, muscular frame, and made his way to the door of his office. He could hear the hum of conversation from the adjacent office, the steady rhythm of the keyboards clicking away, and he felt a sense of comfort in the familiarity of it all. He stepped out into the hall, his eyes scanning the offices as he made his way towards the stairs. He needed to get home, to prepare for the interview, to make sure everything was perfect. He couldn't afford any mistakes, any missteps.
He had to be confident, in control, and most importantly, he had to be patient. This was a game of chess, not checkers, and he had to think several steps ahead. He knew that Kris was eager, that she would do whatever he asked, but he also knew that he had to be careful with Raven. She was older, more set in her ways, and he couldn't afford to spook her.
Scott climbed into his sleek, black sports car and revved the engine, the sound rumbling through the quiet streets.
He pulled out of the parking lot and merged into traffic, his eyes scanning the road as he wove his way through the city. He loved the feel of the car under his control, the way it responded to his touch, the power it held beneath the hood. It was a feeling he craved, both in his vehicles and in his relationships.
He pulled up to the house, the sprawling mansion nestled in the heart of an upscale neighborhood. The lawn was perfectly manicured, the flowers in full bloom, and the house itself was a stunning example of modern architecture. Scott admired it for a moment before climbing out of the car and making his way up the long driveway.
He paused at the front door, taking a deep breath and centering himself. He knew the game he was playing and the stakes were high. He couldn't afford to make any mistakes, not with the future of his family hanging in the balance.
He opened the front door and stepped inside, he realized he was alone and decided to set the stage for Kris’s interview, she would be here in 30 minutes.
He had to make sure everything was just right. He walked through the grand foyer, past the spiral staircase, and into the living room. He looked around, his eyes taking in the plush furniture, the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the expansive view of the backyard beyond.
He walked over to the fireplace and set about lighting a fire, the soft crackle of the flames and the warm glow they cast over the room creating a cozy, intimate atmosphere. He knew that atmosphere was key, that it could set the tone for the entire interview. He wanted Kris to feel comfortable, at ease, and he knew that the right setting could make all the difference.
He arranged the seating area to face the fireplace, creating a cozy nook where they could sit and talk. He added a few throw pillows and a soft blanket to the sofa, making sure it looked inviting and welcoming.
Scott walked over to the bar in the corner of the room and poured himself a glass of scotch, neat. He took a sip, savoring the burn as it went down. He needed to be sharp, focused, and he knew that the liquid courage would help. He set the glass down on the coffee table and took a seat on the sofa, leaning back and crossing his leg over his knee.
He took another sip of his scotch, his mind racing with the various scenarios that could play out during the interview. He knew he had to be prepared for anything, to anticipate Raven's questions and concerns, and to have answers ready for Kris.
The sound of the doorbell echoed through the house, pulling Scott from his thoughts. He set his glass down and walked to the door, taking a deep breath before opening it.
Kris stood on the other side, her long hair cascading in loose waves down her back, her eyes nervous but eager.
She wore a modest black dress that hugged her curves in all the right places, and her heels gave her an extra inch of height. She took a deep breath and smiled, her big doe eyes meeting Scott’s gaze.
“Hi, Scott,” she said softly, her voice steady despite the nerves trembling underneath.
“Hi, Kris,” Scott replied, a slow smile spreading across his face. “Come on in.”
He stepped aside, allowing her to enter the grand foyer, his eyes grazing over her body as she passed. The sight of her made his cock twitch, and he had to remind himself to stay focused, to keep his desires in check.
He led her into the living room, where the fire crackled warmly in the hearth, casting a soft glow over the room.
"Make yourself comfortable, Kris," he said, gesturing to the sofa. "Raven should be home any moment. Can I get you something to drink?"
Kris nodded, her eyes taking in the opulent surroundings. "Yes, please. Water would be great."
Scott poured her a glass of water from the bar and handed it to her, his fingers brushing against hers briefly. He noticed the way her breath hitched slightly at the touch, and he felt a surge of satisfaction.
He was in control, and she was already responding to him. He handed her the glass of water and took a seat across from her, his eyes never leaving hers.
"So, Kris," he began, his voice low and steady. "Raven will be home soon and we can start the interview"
Scotts phone rings, it’s Raven and he picks up the call, “hey beautiful, where are you at?
Raven replies, “there was an auto accident I am 30 minutes out I think.”
“Your gonna be another 30 minutes baby? That’s ok Kris just got here and we are just waiting for you to begin.”
Kris overheard their conversation and saw this as an opportunity to show Scott just how bad she truly wanted this. She got down on all fours and crawled over to Scott and started unzipping his pants. He already had an erection just from watching her walk to the living room. The sight of Kris kneeling before him, gently unzipping his fly, sent a jolt of lust straight to his core. He leaned back in his chair, his eyes never leaving hers as she exposed his cock, already rock hard and pulsing. Scott is as still in a call with Raven.
"Thank you Scott, I love you!” Raven declared over the phone
Kris looked up at him, her eyes filled with desire and determination. “Your welcome honey, I love you too.
Scott was trying not to let Raven hear the change in his voice But his cock twitching as Kris leaned in and took him into her mouth.
Raven asks, “did you happen to make up a sheet with questions for the interview?l . Scott is trying to keep his voice steady and calm while trying to hide the fact that he is getting a blow job from another woman. He knows he must act natural or Raven will suspect something.
"No, I forgot about that. But I’m sure we can think of some questions on the spot, sweetheart. It’s just an informal chat.”
“Alright, I’ll be there soon. See you both then. Love you." Raven hangs up the call.
Scott breathes a sigh of relief, his body tensing as Kris continues to take him deeper into her mouth.
He knows he has to keep his composure, to act natural, but the sensation of her hot, wet mouth around his cock is making it difficult to think straight.
"Fuck," he murmurs, his hand instinctively going to the back of Kris's head, tangling his fingers in her hair. He can feel the vibration of his own curse against his cock, and it sends shivers down his spine.
Kris pulls back slightly, looking up at him with big, doe eyes, her lips glistening with saliva. "Does that feel good, Scott?" she asks softly, her voice filled with desire.
"Fuck, yes, Kris. It feels incredible," Scott replies, his voice low and raspy. He can feel the heat building inside him, his cock throbbing with need. He looks down at her, his eyes dark with lust. "I want to see those tits bounce while you take me in your mouth, Kris. Show me how much you want this."
Kris nods eagerly, her hands moving to her chest, unzipping her dress and letting it fall open, revealing her full, perky breasts. She starts to massage them, pinching her nipples gently, her eyes never leaving Scott's.
He watches her, his cock throbbing in her mouth, enjoying the show she's putting on for him. "That's it, Kris. Play with those tits for me. Show me how much you want to be filled with my cum."
Kris moans around his cock, the vibration sending shockwaves of pleasure through him. She arches her back, pushing her tits out further, her nipples hardening under her touch. Scott can feel his orgasm building, his balls tightening. He grips her hair tighter, his hips moving in time with her as she bobs her head up and down on his cock. It’s been so long since he has felt real pleasure and he already ready to cum. His balls are tight and ready. With a final thrust, Scott groans as he explodes down Kris's throat, his cock pulsing with each hot release. Kris swallows every drop, her eyes watering slightly as she looks up at him with a satisfied smile.
"Fuck, Kris," Scott pants, his heart pounding in his chest. "You're amazing."
Kris licks her lips, wiping away any traces of him that might remain. I want to please you."
Scott leans back in his chair, breathing heavily as he tries to regain his composure. He looks at his watch, realizing that Raven should be arriving any moment.
He quickly helps Kris to her feet and hands her a tissue to clean up.
"You're a naughty girl, Kris," he says with a smirk, his voice low and husky. "But I like it. Let's get you cleaned up and presentable for Raven."
Kris nods, wiping her lips and straightening her dress. Scott takes a moment to adjust himself and tuck his cock back into his pants. He walks over to the bar and pours himself another glass of scotch, taking a long sip to steady his nerves.
The sound of a car pulling into the driveway snaps him back to reality.
He sets his glass down and walks over to the window, peering out to see Raven's car coming to a stop. He turns to Kris, his voice firm. "Quick, go to the guest bathroom and clean yourself up. I'll stall Raven."
Kris nods and hurries out of the room, leaving Scott alone to greet his wife. He takes a deep breath and opens the front door as Raven walks in, her heels clicking on the marble floor.
"Hey, beautiful," Scott says, leaning down to kiss her softly on the lips.
"Sorry about the car accident. Are you okay?"
Raven smiles at him, her eyes warm and loving. "I'm fine, just a little shaken up. I hate seeing people get hurt."
Scott takes her hand and leads her into the living room, where Kris is nervously waiting on the sofa. "Raven, this is Kris. Kris, this is my wife, Raven."
Kris stands up, her hands clasped in front of her. "It's nice to meet you, Raven. I've heard so much about you."
Raven smiles at Kris, her eyes taking in the young woman in front of her.
"It's lovely to meet you, Kris. Scott has told me so much about you."
Kris blushes slightly, her eyes flicking to Scott for a moment before returning to Raven. "Thank you, Raven. The feeling is mutual."
Scott gestures for them to take a seat, and they all settle onto the sofa, Scott and Kris on one end, Raven on the other.
"So, Kris," Raven begins, her voice warm and inviting. "Scott tells me you're interested in being a surrogate for us. Is that correct?"
Kris nods, her eyes filled with sincerity.
"Yes, that's correct. I've always wanted to help someone start a family, and I think I could be a good fit for you both."
Scott watches Kris closely, admiring her composure. He knows she is nervous, but she is handling herself well. He reaches over and takes her hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze.
"Kris is one of the few we've considered," Scott interjects, his voice steady. "She's young, healthy, and from what we've seen, she's very responsible."
Raven nods, her eyes thoughtful as she regards Kris. "That's good to know.
So, why don't you tell us a bit more about yourself, Kris? What made you interested in being a surrogate?" Raven asks, her voice gentle yet probing.
Kris takes a deep breath, her eyes meeting Scott's before she turns to Raven. "Well, I've always had a strong desire to help people, and I've also always wanted a family of my own. When I heard about your situation, and the struggles you've been through, I felt called to help.
I know it's a big step, and I'm young, but I'm ready. I've done my research, and I understand the emotional and physical commitment that comes with this. I want to give you both the gift of a family, and I'm willing to do whatever it takes to make that happen."
Scott smiled, his hand still squeezing Kris's gently. He knew she meant every word. He could see the sincerity in her eyes, and he was proud of her for being so brave and open.
Raven looked thoughtful, her eyes searching Kris's face. "That's a very noble reason, Kris. We want three children would you be able to move in until that is fulfilled? Kris's eyes widened slightly at the question, but she quickly regained her composure. She knew that Scott and Raven would want their surrogate to be committed and available, but moving in seemed like a big step. She took a moment to consider her response, wanting to give the right answer.
"That's a lot to consider, but I'm open to the idea. I want to help, and if that means moving in to make the process easier, I will think about that.” Raven nodded, her eyes softening slightly. “We understand that this is a big decision, Kris. We want to make sure you’re comfortable with everything. Scott, why don’t you tell Kris more about the arrangement we have in mind?”
Scott leaned forward in his chair, his eyes never leaving Kris’s. He knew he had to be careful, to make sure he didn’t scare her off. But he also knew that Kris was eager to please, and he could see the excitement in her eyes.
“Well Raven would be tracking your ovulation monthly and when your at a peak we would be doing the insemenation the old fashioned way but it would be in a controlled environment. How do you feel about that?” Scott asked, his voice steady. He studied Kris’s reaction, looking for any signs of hesitation or discomfort.
Kris took a moment to consider her response, her eyes meeting Scott’s before moving to Raven. “I’m okay with that,” she said finally, her voice calm and confident. “I understand that it’s a natural process, and I’m comfortable with it.”
Raven nodded, a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth. “Good. We want to make sure you’re on board with everything before we move forward. Now, Scott mentioned that you’re open to staying after the baby and having two more.
Is that accurate?" Raven asked, her voice gentle yet firm. Kris swallowed hard before answering, her eyes flickering between Scott and Raven. I'm open to that arrangement. I understand that having three children would be a significant commitment, both for you and for me. But I'm willing to discuss the specifics and make sure we're all in agreement." Kris replied, her voice steady despite the nerves churning inside her.
Scott nodded approvingly, his hand still holding Kris's tightly. "That's the spirit, Kris. We appreciate your honesty and willingness to discuss this openly.
We want to create a comfortable and safe environment for everyone involved, and communication is key." Raven's eyes were warm and inviting, but Scott could see the underlying tension in her expression. He knew she was eager to have a family, but also cautious about the emotional and physical commitments that came with surrogacy.
Scott squeezed Kris's hand reassuringly, knowing she needed the support. "Kris has shown great maturity and understanding in our conversations. Raven and I need to discuss things more and we will get back to you.”
Raven said, her voice steady but her eyes reflecting the complexity of her thoughts.
Scott knew they had made headway but needed to tread carefully. He nodded in agreement, “Of course, Raven. We’ll give you some time to think and let you know our decision soon.”
Kris stood up, her hands clasped in front of her. “Thank you both for considering me. I look forward to hearing from you soon.” She extended her hand towards Raven, who accepted it with a firm shake.
“Thank you for coming by, Kris. We’ll be in touch,” Raven replied, her smile sincere.
As Kris turned to leave, Scott walked her to the door, his hand resting on the small of her back.
“Thanks again, Kris. You did great,” he whispered, his voice low and intimate.
Kris smiled up at him, her eyes sparkling with a mix of relief and excitement. “Thank you, Scott. I really want this to work out for you.”
As Kris left, Scott closed the door behind her and turned to face Raven. She was watching him closely, her expression thoughtful. Scott knew he would have to get Raven comfortable and aroused while they had this discussion so that he could persuade Raven into making the decisions he wanted her to make.
“What do you think?” Scott asked, his voice casual.
He walked over to the bar and poured Raven a glass of her favorite wine, handing it to her as he sat down next to her on the couch.
Raven took a sip, her eyes never leaving Scott's face. "I think she's genuine," she said finally. "And I appreciate her willingness to discuss having all three babies for us."
Scott smiled, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "I know, right? She's exactly what we've been looking for." He took Raven's hand in his, his thumb tracing circles on her palm. "I can tell she's just wanting to help us Raven.
She's young, healthy, and from what I've seen, she's very responsible. Plus, she's open to our... unconventional arrangement," Scott said, his voice low and sensual as he leaned in closer to Raven.
Raven looked into Scott's eyes, her own sultry and inviting. "I don’t know Scott, I have the sting of jealousy lingering inside me. I hate that you will have to have sex with her.”
Scott knew he had to make Raven cum, the thought of playing with her loose pussy brought him dread but he had to seal the deal and ensure that Raven was on board with his plan.
"I understand that, Raven. And I want to make sure you're comfortable with everything too. We can work out the details together, make sure we're both happy."
Scott gently guided Raven to lie back on the couch, his hand moving to the hem of her skirt, slowly lifting it to reveal her thighs. She spread her legs for him, allowing him access. Scott knew he had to make this quick and painless for both of them. He leaned down, his tongue finding her clit, circling it slowly.
He could hardly stomach the taste of her used up vagina , but he also knew that she needed to be coaxed, teased, and seduced into this decision.
He continued to circle her clit with his tongue, his hands moving to her inner thighs, gripping them tightly as he felt her body begin to respond. Scott couldn’t get hard but he was trying. He was just not physically attracted to her anymore. His thoughts drifted to Kris, how tight her pussy would be, how much her body would respond to his touch. He had to make Raven cum, he knew that would be the key to getting her on board with the plan. He focused on teasing her clit, his tongue flicking against it in a steady rhythm, his hands gripping her thighs tightly.
Raven let out a soft moan, her hips moving slightly, pressing against his face. Scott could feel her getting wetter, her body responding to his touch. Still he wasn’t able to get hard. Scott started to think about the blow job he had just received from Kris. The thought of her on her knees, taking him deeply into her throat, sent a jolt of desire through him. He could feel his cock twitching, and he knew that he was getting hard. He shifted his position slightly, his body tensing as he focused on the task at hand. He had to make Raven feel good, even if he wasn't physically attracted to her anymore.
He continued to tease her clit, his tongue flicking against it in a steady rhythm, his hands gripping her thighs tightly. Raven let out another moan, her breath coming in short gasps as she got closer and closer to the edge.
He can’t let her cum yet he has to get her to agree to everything he wants before she cums. His cock is already rock hard from his thoughts of Kris and he needs to use it.
He looks up at Raven, his eyes dark with lust and desire. “Raven, I need you to listen to me. I need you to understand how important this is to me. To us.” His hands move from her thighs to her pussy, his fingers sliding inside her, feeling how wet she is.
Raven’s breath hitches as Scott's fingers fuck her slowly. She looks down at him, her eyes filled with a mix of desire and confusion. “I don’t understand, Scott.
What are you saying?” Raven’s voice is breathless, her body responding to Scott’s touch despite her confusion.
Scott slowly moves his fingers in and out of her, his thumb finding her clit and rubbing it in slow circles. “I’m saying that Kris is the perfect surrogate for us. She’s young, she’s healthy, and she’s willing to carry our children. All three of them.”
Raven’s eyes widen in surprise. “Yes I agree I’m still just dealing with the jealousy part.”
Scott nods, his fingers still moving inside her. “I know you are baby your jealousy is strong, but I will only be having sex with her when you say by tracking her ovulation and making sure we get pregnant on the first month of trying.” Raven tries to process what Scott is saying, her body writhing beneath him as his fingers continue to work her pussy.
“I want to be in control,” Scott continues, his voice low and steady. “I want you to tell me when it’s time for me to insemeinate Kris. I want you to be the one who gives me permission to have sex her. Do you understand?”
Raven’s breath hitches, her mind swirling with a mix of jealousy and arousal.
Scott’s fingers continue to work her, his thumb rubbing her clit with steady pressure. “I… I don’t know if I can do that, Scott. I don’t know if I can watch you…” She trails off, her voice shaking with emotion.
Scott leans up, his eyes locking onto hers. “You don’t have to watch, Raven. But you’ll be the one calling the shots. You’ll be the one in control. You’ll tell me when it’s time, and I’ll do as you say. That’s what you want, isn’t it?
To be in control? To have me do your bidding?” Scott says, his voice low and seductive, his fingers still moving inside Raven as he speaks.
Raven sighs, her breath coming in short gasps. She knows Scott is right. She wants to be In control of the sex part of this but doesn’t want to see it happen it fills her with jealousy and insecurity.
“Yes,” she finally admits, her voice barely a whisper. “I want to be in control.
I want to tell you when to...to do it,” Raven admits, her voice barely a whisper as Scott’s fingers continued to work her pussy, her body writhing beneath him.
Scott nodded, a slow smile spreading across his face. He knew he had her right where he wanted her. "That's right, baby. You'll be in control. You'll tell me when it's time, and I'll listen. I'll do whatever you say, Raven. Whatever you need."
Scott could feel Raven’s body tensing up as she considered his words. He pulls his hard cock to her loose entrance with thoughts of Kris keeping him going.
"Remember, Raven, this is for our family. For the children we both so desperately want," Scott murmurs, his voice hoarse with desire and desperation. He leans down, capturing her lips in a fierce, demanding kiss.
Raven's body melts into his, her hands gripping his shoulders as he thrusts into her. He can't stand the thought of being inside her, but he knows he has to.
He breaks the kiss, looking deep into her eyes. "Your gonna be a part of everything every step of the way baby this is not for pleasure it is for a baby that is all. Right?” Scott said, his voice almost pleading. He needed Raven to understand that this was about more than just sex, more than just the physical act of insemination. It was about their future family, about the children they both so desperately wanted.
Raven's eyes searched Scott's face, looking for the truth behind his words. She nodded slowly, her body still beneath him, her eyes never breaking contact with his. "Yes, Scott. I just... I need to be in control." She said, her voice slightly shaky.
Scott nodded, "I know, baby. And you will be. I promise. I will not get any real pleasure from this my love.” Scott whispered, his cock already throbbing with the need for release. “Okay Scott let’s pick her, she will be a good fit and I will control all the insemenations!” Raven had decided.
She knew the jealousy would always be there, but she had to trust Scott. She had to let go of some control, but only in the areas where it mattered most - the physical act of conception she would dictate.
Scott nodded, his breath coming out in a rush of relief. He had been worried that Raven would be too hung up on the jealousy aspect, but he had underestimated her love for him and her desire for a family. He began to move his cock inside just about one inch of him into her loose pussy lips, a reward for choosing correctly. She was soaked by the time he was in, and it made his skin crawl.
He tried to think of Kris, her tight pussy wrapped around his cock, how she would moan as he fucked her. He knew he needed to make this quick, and he started to move in and out of Raven slowly.
Raven reassured herself I will be the one to dictate when and how Scott would inseminate Kris.
Scott says, “and we agree she will have all three babies right?” Raven nods, “Yes, I’m OK with that.”
Scott pulls out of Raven and pulls her off the couch and onto the floor, positioning her on her knees with her ass up. He enters her from behind, using long, slow strokes, focusing on the task at hand.
“And she will live with us until or family is complete right?” Scott says, his voice steady and reassuring.
Raven grunts with each thrust, her body responding to Scott’s touch despite her reservations.
“Yes, she can live with us.” she says, her voice steady and determined.
Scott nods, his cock throbbing with the thought of Kris living under their roof, his seed growing inside her. That’s what I want too. “And you trust me completely with question right?” he says, his voice low and husky.
Raven leans back against Scott, her body arching as he pushes deeper into her. “I trust you completely," she whispers, her voice filled with a mixture of desperation and submission.
Scott's hand snakes around Raven's waist, his fingers finding her clit and rubbing it in time with his thrusts. "That's my girl," he murmurs, his voice a low growl. "You're doing so good, baby. Just let go and trust me."
Raven lets out a soft moan, her body tensing as Scott's fingers work her clit. Scott is pushing the thought of her loose pussy out of his mind and imagining Kris’s tight grip instead. He can feel himself getting harder, his thrusts becoming more urgent. He leans down, his lips brushing against Raven’s ear. “You’re going to be a great mother, Raven. Our family is going to be everything we’ve ever wanted.”
Raven moans softly, her body relaxing into the rhythm of Scott’s thrusts. She knows that this is just the beginning, that there will be challenges and obstacles ahead, but for now, she feels a sense of peace wash over her. She trusts Scott, and she believes in their ability to create something beautiful together.
Scott can feel his orgasm building, the tension coiling in his lower belly.
He's close, so close, and he knows he has to make Raven cum first. He needs her to release, to let go completely before he can find his own pleasure.
"That's it, baby," he whispers in her ear, his voice hoarse with desire. "Let go. I want to feel you cum around my cock. Give it to me, Raven. I know you want it."
He redoubles his efforts, his fingers working her clit with urgent, demanding pressure. He can feel her body tensing, can hear her breath hitching in her chest. She's close, so close...
just a little more...yes...YES!" Raven's body convulses as her orgasm rips through her, her pussy clenching around Scott's cock. He grunts, his own release following immediately afterwards, his cock pulsing as he comes deep inside her. He collapses onto her back, his body slick with sweat, his heart pounding in his chest.
They lay there for a moment, their bodies entwined, their breaths coming in ragged gasps. Scott rolls off of Raven, his body aching with the force of his orgasm. He looks over at her, her eyes closed, her cheeks flushed with pleasure.
He pulls her close to him, kissing the top of her head softly. "I love you, Raven. You're going to make a fantastic mother."
Raven smiles, her eyes still closed. "I love you too, Scott. I can't wait to see the life we create together."
Scott reaches over and grabs a blanket from the couch, covering them both. He knew they needed a few moments to relax and let the endorphins settle. He also knew they needed to discuss some practicalities before Kris moved in.