The Ejaculate Conception

The tension in the room was palpable, you could feel it, as the clock ticked one minute closer to its goal. Two o'clock, they'd said. Samantha Jones smoothed her attractive blond hair with an idle finger and looked hopefully to her life partner Miranda Hobbes across their tasteful kitchen table.

Miranda returned the look and gave Samantha a confident, reassuring smile. For all Samantha's brash and boisterous personality, Miranda knew the vulnerable and sensitive woman who lurked beneath. Even before they had stopped hanging out with their shallow and self-absorbed friends Carrie and Charlotte and recognized their love for one another, the two had always shared a special connection. Miranda had been focused on her career, while Samantha was focused on sex, but both of them had always defined themselves by what they wanted for them, and hadn't needed the affirmation of men to feel complete.

Of course, given Samantha's proclivities, their relationship was an open one. Her earlier flirtation with lesbianism in season four had ended due to the recognition that she couldn't provide the intimacy women require in a relationship without getting the enormous quantity of sex that men provide as a matter of course. Miranda knew that their emotional connection was strong and exclusive, so it did not bother her if Samantha got some dick on the side (or in the butt!) as long as she was safe.

Another minute passed, the two beautiful women looking deep into each other's colorful eyes. Miranda had red hair. The tension lurked in the room like an unwelcome guest. The decision to have a baby together had been a difficult one. They had wanted to wait until they could get gay married, just to know that Samantha would enjoy health care benefits from Miranda's law firm in case anything should happen. But Massachusetts was too far and the New Jersey legislature was dragging its feet on a bill that would establish true marriage equality. With the biological and literal clocks ticking, they decided to try for a baby before they even had the ring. Only in New York.

Samantha's tubes were tied, so it was decided that Miranda would bear their young. The search for an appropriate sperm donor was not difficult. Trevor had dated Samantha years ago, and had since become fast friends with the lesbian couple. He was brilliant, an astrophysicist fluent in five languages, and sensitive and kind to boot. Also, and while this was known only to Samantha but suspected by Miranda when she had detected a mischievous glint in her lover's eye, he had a huge meat and the sexual stamina to match.

It was only one-thirty, still half an hour before Trevor was scheduled to arrive for the big event. Miranda shifted nervously.

"Sweetie," Samantha began, "you look tense. It's tense in here. Maybe we should relax a bit before he gets here?" Normally so cool when discussing intimacy, Samantha now found herself somehow reluctant to speak Trevor's name aloud.

Miranda smiled back. "Some wine maybe?"

"I was thinking more of a massage," Samantha drawled sexily, as she got up, walked around the table and began tenderly rubbing the redhead's supple shoulders and elegant neck.

Miranda moaned appreciatively, and her eyes closed as she relaxed her neck, allowing her head to tilt back. Samantha bent down and met her waiting mouth, and the two beauties kissed wetly, with so much love.

As they continued to make out, Samantha's hand found Miranda's dress strap. Miranda was wearing a light summer dress, and the strap fell away easily. Samantha cupped Miranda's tender breast in her left hand, stroking her lover's neck lightly with her right. When her fingers closed around Miranda's nipple, she breathed in sharply in pleasure. Samantha smiled to herself. After all the years confiding in one another about sex, who would have guessed that it would leave the two women knowing exactly how to pleasure one another?

Miranda got up now, and faced Samantha full on. As they came together again to kiss, Samantha placed her hand on Miranda's firm buttock and squeezed it playfully. Miranda grinded her crotch against her girlfriend's leg, feeling her pussy moisten severely. She knew Samantha would be wet by now as well, and thinking of that only made her hornier.

Samantha could feel the urgency in Miranda's gyrating hips, so after a few minutes of this she pushed the redhead back gently, and Miranda felt the table behind her against her legs. She obligingly sat down on the edge of the table, desperate for what she knew was coming next and yet relishing the sweet moment of anticipation.

Miranda's dress had hiked up a bit as she sat down, and now Samantha pushed it up more as she descended to her knees. Miranda was wearing no panties, a habit she had adopted after ripping too many pairs in the throes of passion during the early months of their romantic relationship. Samantha could not help but murmur with pleasure as she gazed upon the other woman's pulsing mound, framed in neatly trimmed red pubes already glistening with dew. "God, Randa, I love your pussy."

Miranda almost jumped in her rush to wrap her privates around Samantha's beautiful face. Samantha laughed, but she was also so into it, and lapped hungrily at Miranda's hot snatch. She teased Miranda by tongue fucking her, and then moved to her throbbing clit. Miranda grunted rhythmically as she thrust against her partner's skillful tongue. All thoughts had left her mind by now, and her body moved as if on its own, pounding the blonde's mouth with animal hunger.

The table had begun creaking in time with the women's movements, and now it crescendoed mightily as Miranda reached her climax. Her arms had been behind her for leverage throughout the cunnilingus, but as she came, screaming in pleasure, she now brought them forward and clamped them onto Samantha's head, holding the woman's head tight to her vibrating crotch. As her muscle contractions died down, she relaxed her hold, and fell back, satisfied. Samantha purred contentedly, her face glistening with pussy juices, as she looked up at her sated lover.

As she got up to take her lesbian partner tenderly into her arms, Samantha's only thoughts in the world were of tender sensuality. The knock at the door came as a complete surprise, then, and Miranda, her mind still lost in post-orgasmic bliss, didn't even register the sound. Samantha gasped, "Trevor," and then both women remembered their appointment.

Miranda glanced at the clock. "It's two!"

As Miranda scrambled to restore her hair and dress to their proper states, Samantha ran to the door. Trevor had been their friend for years, so it would hardly have been the first time he'd shown up to find the women in flagrante or just having finished a round of energetic sexual activity, but in light of their afternoon plans it did seem a bit embarrassing. Samantha knew that Trevor would have been abstaining for several days from his normally very active sex life, so that he could be sure to give Miranda a good dose of sperm and give them the family they wanted so badly.

She opened the door, and Trevor walked in. He was tall, at least six feet, fit but not overly muscular, with a good head of soft brown hair and green, sparkling eyes. His quick smile and easy manner immediately put the lesbians at ease, and the nervousness and tension of only half an hour before now seemed silly. They were friends, they trusted and loved one another, and this was going to be fine.

As Trevor bent to kiss his former lover on her cheek in greeting, he couldn't help but detect Miranda's musky odor, still drying on Samantha's smooth face. "Getting started without me, were we?" he asked, humor in his eyes. Samantha blushed prettily and responded with a wicked grin and Miranda shrugged sheepishly, her hurried attempts to smooth out her hair and dress clearly for naught. She came forward to greet Trevor, who let her know through body language that he didn't mind. Specifically, she thought she noticed a stirring in the well-filled-out front of his pants. She glanced quickly back up to his face, and saw that he hadn't noticed her curiosity.

Well of course he was turned on by it! Didn't all men fantasize about lesbian sex? Miranda and Samantha had dished with Trevor enough to know that he had no illusions along those lines, and had been in enough menages-a-troi that he did not fetishize such things. It was one of the reasons they'd picked him to help start their family. No, his arousal here did not signal anything but genuine attraction and eroticism, and devotion to his friends. He knew this was emotionally sensitive territory he trod, but he was sure that they were all mature enough to handle it, and he took it as a great honor to be doing this favor for his dear friends.

Trevor, sensing some hesitation from the usually forward Samantha, took the initiative. "Should we move to the bedroom?" Samantha smiled gratefully, and led the way. They had not been with one another in years, but she still remembered his mighty cock. She reflected with some guilt on how she'd held back on this topic in her conversations with Miranda. He really was such a perfect match to be their baby's father in so many ways, that it would have needlessly complicated things to reveal how Samantha still occasionally fantasized about his sure hands and experienced penis.

The lights in the bedroom were low, but it was bright enough for Trevor to see the two beautiful women move together in an embrace. He had seen them hug before, and kiss, many times, but this was different, more intimate. He was about to become so much closer to the people in his lives that were closest to him, to help begin a true family with the only family he'd ever known, after his parents had been killed tragically when he was young. He'd grown up with only his wits to guide him, but now the growing was happening in his pants.

Samantha and Miranda were kissing tenderly, standing up, and Trevor approached Miranda slowly from behind. He wanted to be gentle, but knew that this was about fertilization, not sex, so he thought it was only polite to get right to the point, so his friends would not feel exploited.

Miranda turned her head and smiled genuinely as she felt Trevor's pants swell against her taut ass, but then pulled away. "Honey, thanks for doing this, but I need a couple minutes to recover from the tongue lashing Sam gave me in the kitchen just now, so do you mind waiting for a bit?"

Trevor blushed and stepped back. He'd known that Miranda needed some time after orgasms -- it had been a topic of conversation many a time -- but he'd completely forgotten in the heat of the moment that he'd nearly walked in on them only minutes before. "I'm so sorry, Miranda, of course we can wait."

Miranda smiled mischievously and glanced at her partner. "Of course, you showed up before I had a chance to reciprocate, so maybe you could just start with Sammy..."

Samantha and Trevor both looked surprised. Samantha had planned on being present for the sperm donation, but hadn't envisioned participation! But now she saw that her lover was serious and trusted her, and she turned to look at Trevor, taking him in. Trevor gave her a reassuring smile, and the three came together in a single embrace. As Samantha and Miranda kissed deeply, Trevor watched, an arm around each of them, and began to rub Samantha's back sensuously.

Soon he and Miranda were undressing Samantha together. Her dress fell quietly to the floor, her creamy breasts and waxed area exposed before them. She looked deep in Miranda's eyes, and it was all Miranda could do to keep her hands off her beautiful lover. Trevor's dick twitched in his trousers, and the movement did not go unnoticed. Miranda now lent a hand, the two women carefully unzipping his tasteful cotton slacks. He hadn't worn underwear, and as his pants opened up, his cock unfurled before them like a victory banner.

Trevor had been expecting the hungry look he now observed in Samantha's eyes, but as he glanced with concern to Miranda he was gratified to see her attention similarly directed between his legs with anticipation. "Surprise," whispered Samantha gently to her partner, and Miranda licked her lips and shifted slightly in her clothing. Trevor pulled his shirt off over his head, and Samantha fell to her knees for the second time that afternoon, regarding the
semi-erect mass before her that had so often haunted her dreams and fantasies. Trevor had kept himself shaved when they had dated before, but now his pubic hair was simply trimmed into a neat fuzz. His uncut tool, big though it was, could not obscure the swollen testes that hung below it, heavy with seed.

Samantha felt slightly dizzy, and as Trevor's cock twitched again, she was surprised to see that Miranda had knelt down alongside her as well. Eyes locked on Samantha's, she gently took the penis in her hand. It began to grow agreeably, and Miranda soon found herself unable to close her fingers around its girth. She smiled at her girlfriend and maintained their eye contact as she took his penis head between her eager lips. Trevor moaned, eyes drifting upward. He had to glance down again when he felt a second set of lips on his genitals, Samantha enveloping one of his turgid balls in her tasty mouth. Trevor grunted happily. Miranda continued to work his shaft, unable to comfortably accommodate his entire length, while Samantha alternately tongued his two fleshy globes with their precious cargo of sperm.

Samantha's pussy was hot with desire. With the person she most loved in the world right beside her, as they both serviced the cock she most desired with their hot eager mouths, she was filled with a joyous freedom that only enhanced the undeniable eroticism of the moment. She was comfortable in her nudity, and as she lovingly rolled one of Trevor's pulsating nuts around her pink, salivating mouth, she moved a hand to her wetness, unable to suppress a lustful sound of pleasure as she began to stroke her slick, hairless cunt.

She had only just started to touch herself, when her hand was met by another, the familiar and tender touch of Miranda. Samantha removed her fingers from herself to leave her pleasure in Miranda's skillful hands, literally. Miranda teased her rock-hard clit gently, and Samantha ground herself into Miranda's open palm. With a look of apology to Trevor, Miranda let the cock fall out of her mouth to better concentrate on pleasuring her future gay wife.

Samantha took up the slack, and took Trevor's boner between her own lips while continuing to hump Miranda's soft hands.

Miranda was switching hands repeatedly, each time hungrily slurping the juices from the hand that had just been in her lover's soaking pussy. She loved that taste so much, and it wasn't long before she could hold back no longer, and had to lower herself beneath Samantha. She inhaled Samantha's heady aroma, gazed at her glorious gonads, and glanced up to watch her partner, still devouring Trevor's now rock-hard tool with abandon. She grabbed Samantha's hips and pulled the sopping cunt down greedily to her waiting face.

Samantha moaned at the first contact with Miranda's loving tongue, and began humping her lover's face in rhythm with the amazing blowjob she was performing on Trevor. She played with his asshole with one finger.

Miranda had started fingering her own pussy, now recovered from the afternoon's earlier orgasm. She rubbed hard on her clit as Samantha's hips shuddered with her approaching climax. Miranda was pushing hard with her tongue now on Samantha's clitoris, and Miranda could tell it was close. With a shout, Samantha took her mouth from Trevor's dick. She held his cock in her hand for leverage and grinded Miranda's face so hard it seemed like she might push her down through the floor. She came all at once, Miranda pulling her close to continue for what seemed like ever, riding wave after wave of mind-warping pleasure.

Samantha slowed her rocking hips, but maintained contact with Miranda's still quivering tongue and lips. Unlike Miranda, she could maintain stimulation after orgasm without discomfort, reaching climax again and again for hours if need be. Trevor had noticed Miranda's wandering hand, however, and decided it was time to switch things up. He gently pulled Samantha off her lover's face, which now glistened in the low light, drenched in sex.

He helped Miranda up and led her to the still undisturbed bed. Samantha's skin was electric with desire as she watched him pull her partner's dress up over her head, then lay her on her back and begin to go down on her.

Trevor lapped at the pussy first hesitantly, and then hungrily, his nostrils soon full of the syrupy musk he'd detected on Samantha's face when he'd first arrived. Miranda was delicious, and her soft, willing pussy strained desirously into his accommodating face.

Samantha had waited for them to get going, but now lowered herself astride her lover's torso, bending over to meet Miranda's mouth with her own. The taste of her own sex on Miranda's unblemished face only turned her on more, and she was soon grinding hard into Miranda's flat stomach.

To Trevor, the world had fallen away completely, and only Miranda's tight, appetizing pussy remained, his entire universe replaced with slick vaginal walls, swollen labia, and the tantalizing, quivering clitoris beneath his tongue.

He was disturbed from his reverie when Samantha, in her increasingly enthusiastic grinding, bumped her round, smooth ass upon the top of his dome. Miranda voiced her displeasure as he disengaged from her snatch to look up.

Samantha apologized, lifting her drooling pussy from Miranda's now sodden stomach, and Trevor nearly leaped into that smooth cunt he remembered so clearly. Not wanting to leave Miranda hanging, he slid his fingers inside her recently abandoned pussy. For a man with such strong, sure hands, he could be surprisingly soft and tender when called for, and Miranda was soon purring happily as he thumbed her swollen clit.

Trevor was eating Samantha out with gusto, massaging her perfect ass with his free hand. She tasted tangier than Miranda, but still so good. The two women had continued making out this entire time, but now Samantha stopped and moved up along the redhead's body. Miranda sucked Samantha's diamond-hard nipples as soon as they were presented to her, and Trevor moved up in turn to maintain his oral contact with Samantha's hungry vadge. When she rotated her hips forward to deny him access to her pussy, he knew exactly what she wanted, and eagerly moved his tongue to her tight, clean asshole. He now moved his hand to her clit, and she humped it enthusiastically as he continued to rim her.

Samantha moved up still farther, perhaps not even aware of it, and Trevor found himself unable to continue fingering Miranda while devouring Samantha's asshole. Figuring there was no time like the present, he quietly slid up and inserted his still rigid penis into Miranda's waiting cunt. Trevor heard her gasp, then groan in pleasure, and he could tell Samantha had heard it too as she pushed her asshole back into Trevor's face, her sex hot in his nimble fingers.

It had been years since Miranda had been penetrated by a man. She and Samantha made frequent use of toys, of course, but somehow there was something different, a vibrant, lifelike quality to real meat that just isn't matched by silicone or rubber. Her vagina walls clamped down tight on the thrusting member, and she felt and heard his balls slapping her ass like in a porn as he rode her to the hilt.

Samantha was so turned on by this, and moved up again, and Trevor soon felt his hand licked by an eager, soft tongue. He obligingly relented his manual assault, and focused on Samantha's dilating butthole as Miranda devoured her lover's dripping snatch. He felt sperm roiling in his balls, and Miranda's quivering vulva was begging for his hot load. He could tell from the intensity of the women's movements that they were approaching climax as well. A triple play was hardly commonplace, even for someone as skilled and experienced as Trevor, but he was swinging a big bat today and felt
the wind was in his favor as he continued to pound it home.

The end still seemed a few minutes off, but suddenly Samantha's sphincter tightened up and her hips jerked, and Trevor realized he'd underestimated Miranda's obvious aptitude in bringing her partner to orgasm. Samantha moaned loudly, her muscles twitching, and Miranda realized she would soon follow suit. Her face was drenched in her lover's delicious juices, her own pussy was filled to the limit, fertile and aching to be pumped full of hot semen. She normally came from clitoral stimulation, but Trevor's unusual size was rubbing on her G spot so good that he had her on the verge of an elusive vaginal climax. As Samantha's cries grew louder, Miranda lost it, her own moans swallowed up in Samantha's gushing snatch.

Trevor felt Miranda's pussy clench around his throbbing meat and could hold back no longer. He let loose an animal cry as he pounded her deeper than he thought possible, his dick's head nearly at Miranda's voracious cervix, his cum spurting hard out of his wide open dickhole and filling her up. His mouth was still on Samantha's asshole, and it was as though his and Miranda's cries of pleasure were attempts to communicate to one another through Samantha's quivering pelvis. Each person's yelps drove the others into greater heights of physical pleasure, and they pumped and grinded away for an eternity, Trevor depositing batch after batch of his prized semen with each contraction of his scrotum.

As their climaces died down, Trevor rolled off of Miranda, and Samantha slowly lifted her soggy snatch from Miranda's face, slick with sweat and sex and wearing a look of total satisfaction. Trevor's mighty tool began to lose its hardness, his shriveled balls drained of every last sperm. Samantha lay between the other two, then licked Trevor's softening cock clean, cherishing the mingled flavors of these two that she now felt so close to, her family to be.

Miranda had soon drifted off to sleep, and Trevor put his arm around Samantha tenderly.

"We'll name the kid after you," she told him quietly.

"'The?'" he responded, amused. "I think I gave her such a good dose, you'll be lucky to get away with twins."

She laughed, but sure enough, not ten months later Samantha and Miranda found themselves the proud parents of twin boys, Trevor and Rovert. They were raising them gay, and they always enjoyed a visit from Uncle Trevor.