Madam Pregnant and Delivers

Kristina Vargas grew up in a very rough neighborhood in Houston, TX. Her biological father had died before she was born and her mother was a somewhat functional alcoholic. At the age of thirteen she met and fell under the influence of Ronald Bird, a beguiling pimp. As a result she ran away from home and started her adult life as a teenage $1 per trick hooker.

Luckily for Kristina, Bird was not a brutal procurer and their relationship was relatively tolerable. He even gave her leeway to take time off to educate herself. Kristina knew she had no chance without improving her mind. Thus, throughout her teenage years in all her spare time she haunted the public libraries in Houston, constantly improving her mind and her knowledge. With her determination, using her whiles she was even able to gain access to the libraries in the schools of higher learning located in Houston.

She had to set her own pace, but she had the instinct to educate herself economically and effectively. When she was eighteen, she wrote GED exams and acquired a high school diploma. She continued her self education and once she moved to Austin, she started taking classes periodically from the University of Texas. She eventually earned a BA in political science and economics while still continuing to earn money in the oldest profession.

By sixteen years of age, she had the resolve and confidence to demand better terms in her relationship with Ronald Bird. He still protected her from the other prostitutes and their pimps. He even agreed to limit his take from her earnings to a very minimal level most of which were necessary occupational expenses in any case.

Kristina managed her money very effectively such that when she was twenty-one, she moved to Austin and opened up a brothel and called it "Capital Delights". She was proudly able to declare that Capital Delights was the authentic, "Best Little Whorehouse in Texas".

One of her most important customers of Capital Delights became her lover at first and then turned out to be a lifelong friend as well as a great business partner. He was John William St Clair. St Clair was a state senator from Dallas. He was from an extremely wealthy family who had old money from oil and along with his second wife; they were one of the most prominent married couple in Dallas.

On recommendation from a friend, he visited Kristina's brothel during her third year of operation. He was 51 at that time and she was 23. By this time her brothel was so well established that on the night he first attended, all the girls were booked solid throughout the evening.

The situation was a predicament for Kristina as the madam and owner to resolve. She knew she could not afford to disappoint a potentially powerful customer such as John William St Clair. She could not afford to piss off her established customers either. So, she had a dilemma when St Clair had come because she really could not free any girl to accommodate him.

The matter was resolved in the following manner when Kristina addressed him, "Senator St Clair, I am Kristina Vargas the manager and owner of Capital Delights and I am honored to meet you. Unfortunately, no one had alerted me in advance of your visit, or I would have made sure that proper and suitable arrangements would have been in place to entertain you as you deserve. As it so happens all of our hostesses are engaged for this evening and morning, so I am afraid they are truly unavailable. I am prepared to offer proper amends as I certainly do not wish to lose the opportunity of your patronage."

St Clair, disappointed but wondering about the "amends", cagily asked, "Ah what my dear madam do you propose?"

Chuckling at the pun he no doubt intended Kristina replied, "If you are prepared to forgo tonight, I am prepared to offer a complementary appointment with the hostess of your choice at a mutually convenient time on Sunday night. If you wish for tomorrow night, I can free up an appointment for any hostess you desire since each one of them has as of now at least one appointment time free. Unfortunately, since tomorrow night is Saturday, I cannot make such appointment complimentary, but I can provide complimentary service of food and beverage."

"Tomorrow night is impossible for me, and I have to go to Dallas on Sunday. Is there really nothing you can do for me tonight?"

"I do value your possible future patronage, so I am prepared to offer my companionship if that is suitable. However, I would not be available until 2 AM since my duties require my attention until then. Naturally if you accept you will be entitled to complimentary food and beverage but as my time is valuable my appointment with you cannot be complimentary."

St Clair was bemused by the euphemistic language utilized by Kristina but suspected it was a precaution on her part to spot and weed out the presence of vice cops. It was Kristina's belief that any customer who would not go along with conducting business along the lines of such artificial language but insisted on talking bluntly was probably a vice cop wanting to secure damaging verbal evidence. In that case, she would refuse such customers service to any of the girls.

Utilizing such flowery language, allowed her to literally be able to continue a fiction that her premises were simply a social club and not a whorehouse. Now this ploy really wouldn't deter a determined vice cop but hopefully it would make subsequent prosecution of her and her business more difficult. Mind you, the main reason Kristina was able to operate her brothel without raids was that her clientele included the most prominent politicians of the city and of the State. The artificial language did though lend a greater sophistication to her business, which her prominent customers appreciated.

Now the offer to fuck Kristina rather than one of the house girls certainly was very appealing to St Clair. Kristina was as beautiful as any one of her girls. She had luxuriant midnight black hair. Her looks and complexion had unmistakable Hispanic features and she exuded legendary Latin American smoldering passion.

Although strictly speaking she would be considered by some to be a tad overweight (according to fashion mavens), she nevertheless had a fabulously voluptuous figure. She was especially appealing to a devotee of a substantial female derriere and of ample breasts. John William St Clair certainly was in that category.

St Clair knew he would get an instant erection were he to see her naked body. Actually, he did have an erection just be seeing Kristina dressed in her provocative diaphanous red gown, which allowed tantalizing glimpses of her beautiful and delectable flesh. Kristina referred to this dress as her "madam uniform".

Yes, fucking her would definitely be suitable to his desires for this evening. He was not deterred by the oblique mention of fees since he had expected to pay in coming to the premises in the first place. He certainly did not come to haggle over price as he did not mind paying so long as he was sufficiently pleasured. He was lured to this place in anticipation of great sex which was exactly lacking from his wife and from his other occasional lovers. He had no doubt that Kristina was offering phenomenal sex. However, the four hours wait before he could have Kristina was truly an unpleasant inconvenience.

Kristina saw the look of disappointment in St Clair's face, but surmising correctly the reason, she suggested, "I am truly sorry for the four hours wait but unfortunately I have no one I can substitute to take over my duties. When this business becomes more established I'll probably get an assistant, but I know this does not help us now. Now if you like you can wait in my room. It contains a TV set plus a DVD. I have some naughty movies available that you could watch. Actually, I also have some regular movies in case you do not want to risk spoiling the possible total enjoyment I might be capable of providing."

John St Clair accepted Kristina's proposition and so he was directed to her room. Pursuant to her hint he refrained from watching any pornography so as not to lessen his full stamina for his sexual escapades with Kristina. He actually watched "When Harry Met Sally" which was just the ticket to lighten his mood.

The wait for Kristina was torturous for John William St Clair that night. But finally, 2:00 AM did arrive and so did Kristina Vargas. As soon as Kristina entered the room John's cock sprung to attention. He was as randy as any teenage male about to have his first sexual experience. All she actually wore along with her high heels was her "madam uniform", a diaphanous red one piece dress. It was cleverly constructed just like a hospital gown for easy removal. Having kicked off her high heels, Kristina reached behind her neck and undid about five inches of a Velcro strip which was all that held her gown together. She then shucked her dress and was instantly naked. John's cock hardened some more.

Wordlessly, Kristina climbed on top of the bed, and on her knees straddled John's head. She parted the folds of her labia, and placed her bald, shaved cunt to his lips. He naturally started licking, and his cock turned rock hard. She had an intuition that this take charge action to commence their sexual activity was exactly what he desired. And she was dead right on with that surmise. John St Clair had had enough experience with prostitutes to conclude that they did not, as a rule, relish cunnilingus. The mindset of a typical professional prostitute was that sex was a job to be done efficiently. The more tricks she turns the higher her income. It is mutually understood between a john and the whore that an orgasm for the whore by cunnilingus does not constitute the completion of services that the john has paid for. Consequently, for a whore cunnilingus is a waste of precious time so would always discourage such action.

With Kristina seemingly demanding that he eat her out, John took this as a positive signal. He knew her job demanded that she please him, but by her initial action she was saying that she deemed him sufficiently desirable and able to provide her sexual pleasure notwithstanding the monetary consideration of their copulation. The enthusiasm Kristina was now displaying was beyond any excitement he had ever discerned that his wife had experienced from all the sex they had had. Such notion provided a euphoric episode for John. He had seldom performed cunnilingus on his wife and on his other lovers, mainly because they acted like they were indulging his pleasure, rather than the other way around. However, with Kristina it was very evident that what he was doing to her was much appreciated.

This thinking had a happy snowball rolling down a hill effect. The more he perceived she enjoyed his tongue action the more inspired was he to be more passionate. The more passionate John became the more enthusiastic Kristina became.

Indeed, Kristina had placed her hands on the wrought iron headboard to steady herself. It allowed her to move her hips to ensure that his tongue reached all the places she wished it to reach.

Kristina was a rare prostitute who did care enough to provide the maximum pleasure to her customers. She was especially inspired to perform for the customers she had an instant affinity for. John William St Clair without a doubt was a superior man that she certainly could appreciate. Not only was she aware of his reputation as a solid man, but the way he interacted with her reinforced his virtues in her eyes.

So although she was a professional prostitute, having had sex with countless men, she nevertheless was not so jaded in sex. She was genuinely thrilled when a man of the quality of John William St Clair was her sexual partner.

As a result, Kristina was grunting and squeaking as he was providing delicious sensations with his tongue on her cunt. She felt a burning fire consume her entire body which caused her to perspire profusely. Her passion was the only explanation for her sweat since in reality there was very little physical exertion she had expended during the oral sex. And then she climaxed!

Kristina's orgasm was genuine and sincere. John St Clair had no doubts on that score. There was no artificiality in her reaction. She hyperventilated with a fierceness that obviously went beyond any possible fakery. Her sweating was so profuse he felt some of the droplets that had fallen on his head and shoulders. Most telling of all was the copious amount of her female juices which she produced and that he had the pleasure of slurping up.

As Kristina started calming down from her orgasm, she regained her sense of purpose. In due time she gasped out, "Senator St Clair...'

John interrupted her, "John, please call me John. I hope you don't mind if I'll call you Kristina."

John William St Clair was already enchanted by Kristina and her sexuality. Consequently, his mind demanded such conversational intimacy to disguise the fact that their sex in reality was a john-whore paid for copulation.

Kristina replied, still in her gasping voice, "Certainly John, Kristina is my true name in case you're wondering. Anyway, I'm a full service girl; I'll do anything you wish. All you have to do is ask. Right now, I'd like to suck on your magnificent manhood. So if that's OK with you, I need to ask that when you cum in my mouth do you wish me to keep it so we can share in a snowball kiss? Otherwise, if that is not something you wish to experience, I'll simply swallow your, no doubt, tasty man juice."

John's sexual excitement went on overload. He had never in his sexual history, done anything like what she was suggesting. He probably would have had an aversion to this activity from any other female; especially his wife, but with Kristina he felt compelled to accede.

So he simply replied, "Oh yes a snowball kiss please. And please do a '69' as I want your ass as well this time."

Kristina sported a genuine wicked smile. Having regained control of her panting, she replied in her sultry sexiest voice, "Oh John, I knew you were the kind of man to have some real fun with."

Kristina turned round and adjusted her torso to allow him easy and comfortable access to her nether orifices. He had one arm wrapped underneath one of her thighs, and the other arm over the other thigh which allowed him to easily manipulate her cunt lips or ass cheeks as he desired. She curled her feet around his head. The sole of her left foot was touching his left ear, and the ankle of her other foot was brushing against his hair. The intimate closeness of the bottom half of her body to his brain produced a sexual nirvana that he had seldom experienced.

Kristina had adorned herself with an entrancing perfume. The fragrance was subtle not overpowering; but extremely sexually exciting. When he was eating her out that first time, her perfume was the distinct aroma he was most aware of. With the production of her female juices from her orgasm, her musky female natural scent took over.

Although he could still detect the pleasant redolence of her perfume, he relished the smell of her female essence. It inspired him to perform a rigorous tongue action on both of her holes.

Kristina had bent down for the fellatio. She tentatively licked his cockhead before she swallowed his cock whole. She then started a steady deep throat action on his rod. Her pace was extremely slow and languorous movement up and down the entire length of his shaft.

She increased her pace in subtle increments. Her pace and style of giving head' reminded him of Ravel's "Bolero" where the music was simply a repetitious crescendo of one theme. And just like the music, John became increasingly aroused until he finally hit the point of no return and achieved his highest climax.

Therefore, when he ejaculated it was extremely volatile and very voluminous. However, Kristina, the consummate sex partner, was able to capture it all, except for a few drops she was unable to retain and let ooze out of her lips. When he finished erupting, she got off him, turned around and hovered over him. Knowing his part, with some trepidation, he opened his mouth wide. Then she opened her mouth to transfer a flow of his semen from her mouth to his. As the stream ended, she bent down to kiss him and slurp up any errant sperm around his lips.

Then she disengaged from him so he could raise himself to a sitting position. As soon as he was upright Kristina climbed onto his lap and embraced him tightly to commence their cum swapping kiss. The continuous exchange of cum while they were kissing was without a doubt his most erotic experience to date. He retained his erection throughout the kiss. This then was the start of the most exciting sexual experience he had ever enjoyed.

The sex with Kristina was mind blowing! There was an outstanding and unbelievable chemistry between them. Although she had indicated she would do anything he desired, he was content to follow her lead. Her suggestions were always more exciting than anything he could conceive.

The level of passion with each subsequent lovemaking went way beyond a typical "john" and whore coupling. Kristina proved to be more exciting and hotter than anything he had ever imagined even in his wildest and sexiest fantasy. He spilled his seed five times in her vagina before dawn; a feat of stamina and a potency that he had seldom previously achieved if at all.

The most intriguing aspect of the sex with Kristina was her hygiene practice. After completion of either vaginal or anal coitus, and during the mutual afterglow, she would fill a metal bowl with warm water, and with soap and cloth she would thoroughly wash his cock and balls as well as her genitals.

The completion of the cleansing ritual would consist of her taking an eye dropper and filling it with fresh clean warm water. Then placing the tip point of the eye dropper directly over the hole of his penis, she squeezed the rubber bulb forcing the water to travel throughout and into his urethra.

The sensation of the warm water coursing in his urethra was an exquisite pleasure unlike anything he had ever experienced. In his mind the thrill produced from these squirts was so sensational that it was in of itself worth the price of her fee.

When he described his reaction and the value he placed on it to her, Kristina laughed and scoffed, "I am not sure I can consider this as a compliment. Your pleasure could mean that I must be discounting my services drastically if the mere cleaning of your cock can be deemed to have the equal value to the fee I charge for the understood intended activity. On the other hand, if the value for the mundane cleaning of your cock as an extra benefit does truly indeed match the value of my fee than it follows that my normal services are not so valuable and that does not speak highly of my skill as a courtesan."

St Clair burst out laughing at Kristina's witty reply. He became a regular client of Kristina's brothel and although he occasionally sampled the other girls, he mainly asked for Kristina. She charged more and was hardly ever available before 2 AM even on Sunday nights because her Madam duties took precedence.

For St Clair she was worth those inconveniences, as without a doubt the sex with her was the best sex he ever had in his life. Most of the other customers of the brothel were not prepared to accept such inconveniences so that Kristina was seldom required for service. As a result, Kristina and John St Clair commenced an unorthodox almost mutually exclusive sexual relationship.

The more he became acquainted with Kristina Vargas, the more he wanted her. He would have loved to set her up as his well paid, exclusive mistress, however to do this, he knew he would have to match or even exceed her income from her prostitution business. Otherwise, she would be foolish to accept any other arrangements with him.

He was wealthy enough to effortlessly afford such an outlay of monies, but he could not see how he could keep such a large expenditure of money a secret from his family. If he were to make Kristina his mistress, he knew that the shit would hit the proverbial fan. He had no doubt that his children would take some kind of legal action and his wife would start divorce proceedings. The hassles and scandals were just not worth it. So, he had to be content with just seeing her exclusively at the brothel and contend with her hectic schedule.

After a couple of years, Kristina was able to train a trusted girl named Heidi Floss, to assist her so that she could now and then offer John all night service commencing as early as 8 PM. He took advantage of the extra time by occasionally taking her out on dates, but even then, she demanded payment of her normal fees for each time they were together. Despite the monetary conditions, nevertheless, in his mind he enjoyed and pursued ostensibly an old fashioned torrid but illicit love affair.

Eventually after some years he convinced her to take a week off so he could take her on a vacation. Given her background, she was frugal and was haunted by a constant fear of falling back into poverty and despair. As Heidi had turned out to be completely reliable and as capable as her, Kristina was able to accept the vacation offer with some confidence.

Unbeknownst to Kristina, St Clair had obtained a passport for her so that the vacation turned out to be three days in Paris and four days in Venice. Needless to say, Kristina was overwhelmed by St Clair's extravagant devotion to please her. For the first time in her life, she felt like a normal woman.

Kristina was absolutely delighted with the attention John William St Clair lavished on her. Her peculiar relationship with him was the closest thing to romance she had ever experienced. She could sense that he was actually falling in love with her, and she was truly grateful for that.

Given her station in life, her self esteem was never high to begin with and to realize she had inspired feelings of love from a man of his stature, overwhelmed her. She had no choice but to fall in love with him in return and this stirred hidden desires she had previously not been consciously aware of. Ironically this led to their only disagreement and paved the way for the beginning of the end of their romance.

One day a few months after the European vacation when she was twenty-nine years of age, Kristina advised St. Clair, "I want to let you know John, that starting tomorrow, I am putting Heidi in charge of managing the business of the House. This will allow me to offer my services full time as one of the girls."

St. Clair could not be more shocked then had she announced she was going to become a nun. His immediate response was, "Why?"

And she replied, "Because of our relationship, I know I owe you an explanation. But I want a promise from you that you would not reveal what I am going to tell you."

"No problem Kristina. You should realize I would never betray any secret you tell me. You know how I revere you. Actually, you know I love you."

"That is so kind of you to say so, and I do truly cherish your feelings towards me. I am absolutely grateful. So, you are entitled to know that I have discarded my birth control pills. I intend to try and become pregnant. I have consulted my gynecologist who has checked me thoroughly. She was able to assure me that I am totally healthy and quite capable of becoming pregnant and to give birth."

"Why do you want to give birth?"

"The obvious answer is so that I can be a mother. The wonderful vacation you took me on has had a profound effect on me. While I was in Europe with you, I felt like I was a real woman; a real woman who has a husband, children and runs a domestic house, not a house of ill repute. I cannot have any of those things but at least I can have a child. I admit that perhaps I am being selfish. However, I feel that if I have a child and therefore, I become a mother, well that validates me as a normal authentic person."

St Clair earnestly replied, "I think that is a silly notion, Kristina. You are without a doubt in my mind the most spectacular, worthwhile and fantastic woman I have ever known. You do not have to prove yourself."

Kristina answered and elaborated, "There are certain things that I am proud of. Not the least of which is that I am still alive and not a drug addict unlike the rest of the girls I knew when I was thirteen. But never mind how much money I have made. Never mind that I have powerful connections including the Governor of the state. Still, I am a whore, and people disdain me for that. I get that and I have no complaints.

"However, if I give birth and become a mother then I feel I have at least accomplished one task that God has assigned to me, when I was born female. And no matter how many people might look down on me at least I will have one person, my child who will look up to me. My child may become ashamed of me, but he or she will love me and be grateful for my existence. And I need to feel that."

The explanation caused St Clair to consciously realize why he was opposed to Kristina's plan to get pregnant. He was not only in love with her, but she had become the most important person in his life. He dismissed all the men that had and were fucking her as unimportant to her and to his love for her. Her business was prostitution and so he was in no position to be jealous. Besides he was confident that the other men meant nothing in her affections, and he was likewise confident that she had a true genuine loving regard for him.

But all this would change when she became a mother. Then this new human being would become the most important person in her life, and he would be relegated back to being just another "john" in her work. And that is what annoyed him as soon as he heard Kristina's plan.

The situation was that even though he and she had this special relationship, nonetheless she still charged and extracted her prostitute's fee from him whenever they were together. Naturally he was wealthy enough that the fees were not a hindrance to him from seeing her and in fact he would be spending more money on her if she were his established mistress. However, the sore point for him was that by paying her, he was no different in status than any of the other "johns" she had sex with.

When he had previously protested and suggested that as a special lover he should not be subjected to her normal fees, and he would in any case compensate for her lost revenue by special unsolicited gifts she had replied, "Look John William St Clair, I am a whore. Because of that society frowns upon me and I am not entitled to the benefits bestowed to women who are not whores. I get that. My compensation for society's disapproval is that I receive remuneration for my sexual favors. Now if I were to forgo my fees in having sex with you on the pretext that we have a special relationship then I would be an ignorant fool. No matter how much we may love each other the fact is that you are not prepared to forsake your comfortable and honorable lifestyle to make an honest woman of me. Don't get me wrong John, I don't expect you to do anything extraordinary for me. Nor do I condemn you for your inaction. The fact of the matter is that I have to charge you to maintain my own self preservation and dignity, but it does not negate the intimate feelings we have for each other."

Ever since that conversation St Clair realized that if he were ever to be truly important to Kristina, he would have to overcome his cowardice and confront his family and make the alternations necessary to secure Kristina in his life. But he was not prepared to do that. It had not been a problem until now when Kristina gave notice that she desired a basic human need i. e. genuine love. It was obvious that he had not been willing to fulfill that need. And this was the predicament he found himself as Kristina articulated her new desires.

For her part Kristina had an instinctive comprehension of his concerns and so she declared, "You ought to know John that I love you. I love you in the way and in the same intensity as any woman who truly loves her man. And if it does your ego any good this love I feel for you is nothing I have ever felt for any other man. I wish the circumstances were different, but the fact is that I am a whore. The price I have to pay is that I cannot lead a 'normal life'.* But having a child is about the closest I can come to a 'normal life'*. (*air quote)

"So that is why my hope of getting pregnant is so important to me. For my child to have a chance in this world it is important that the father be anonymous. That is why I am not letting anyone other than you know that I am trying to get pregnant. Once I do get pregnant, I shall renew my Madam duties. When I give birth, I imagine none of the clients I had serviced will become curious about the paternity of my child, and I certainly have no need to know."

St Clair seeing that Kristina was determined replied, "I can see where you are coming from. However, I believe it is important for a child to have a father. In this respect why don't you restrict your sex with me so that I become the father? I certainly would adequately support our child."

Kristina replied, "Bless you John, you are so kind. But there is no getting around the fact that I am a professional prostitute. Your family would never accept my child as a blood relative. It is bad enough that my child will know that I am a whore, but your family's expected rejection would have an unnecessarily extra negative psychological impact which I fear would harm his or her self-esteem. To be rejected by his or her perceived 'worthwhile relatives'* (*air quote) can only be devastating to my child's psyche."

John winced at her reply as he had to acknowledge the truth of what she was saying. He knew that his three children would refuse to acknowledge any child born out of wedlock never mind from a prostitute as a sibling. They would fight tooth and nail against any financial settlement he would make for this child.

He replied, "Unfortunately I believe you are absolutely right about my children. They would be furious and would abhor any attention never mind the money I would lavish on the child. But why not go to a sperm bank if you want a child so bad? At least you will have some idea of the type of man who will father your child and you can be assured of desirable heritage."

"The sperm bank is too artificial for my tastes; I prefer the old fashion method. Besides I am religious enough to believe that when man interferes with what is in the province of God then only grief will come of it. That is why I am giving myself one year to get pregnant and if I don't, then I accept that it is in God's will that I am not meant to be a mother.

"As for the father to be of my child I have no problem with the clientele of my brothel. They are all worthy men and for whatever reason they utilize my services, it is none of my business nor am I curious. Certainly, considering the fees we charge I like to think we screen out real losers."

To this he replied, "But have you given any thought how your child will be treated by its peers. You know children can be very cruel to each other. When it gets out that you are a whore your child will be taunted mercilessly at school."

Kristina replied almost matter-of-factually, "Life is tough but any child of mine will not be a wimp. As for school I intend to home school my child. I make enough money that I can hire the best tutors and ensure a superior education so that my child will be well prepared for college."

John said, "Yes I have no doubt that your child will not regret having you as its mother. I am sure your child will be superior in all aspects of personality and intellect to most children including my own."

Kristina responded. "Thank you for your vote of confidence. Of course, you are most welcome to fuck me during my campaign to get pregnant. Who knows maybe you will become the father after all. But be forewarned that I will not consent to any blood or DNA tests as I am determined that the sperm donor for my pregnancy will be and remain forever anonymous."

To this John responded saying, "Oh I will definitely fuck you and when you do become pregnant, I shall look upon myself as the possible father. Ergo your child will have a special place in my heart no matter what."

Kristina saucily replied, "Oh John William St Clair you sure can spout off some pretty words that make me feel gushy. I believe you are entitled to a special reward which up to now I've never bestowed to anyone. See how wet my pussy is? You can taste it if you like. This will be a free fuck. Just stick that gorgeous, magnificent man-root of yours in me. I feel this will be one of those fucks that romantic poets love to rave about."

And so, Kristina submitted to St Clair for the first time without charging him her prostitute's fee, and the sex was incredible. The next day Kristina launched into her campaign to become pregnant. Kristina was a very capable businesswoman and had managed Capital Delights so well that placing Heidi Floss in charge was not a risk of any loss of business.

The routine of her business was well established. Capital Delights was opened seven days per week- fifty-two weeks per year. The doors of Capital Delights were opened at 12 noon and remained open until 3 AM. There were seven girls including Heidi with each having her own adequate bedroom to entertain her client. Two girls were available from 12 noon to 4 PM when traffic was light, and six of seven girls were available from 4 o'clock in the afternoon to the early morning hour. This way each girl had four to five days off per month usually coinciding with their periods. If it was impossible to schedule a girl off when she was in the midst of her period, the customer was always made aware of it. Luckily there were lots of men who actually got off on fucking a female in her menses so that any girl in such state had customers available to her.

During this campaign to become pregnant, Kristina's only days off from her fucking were when she did have her period. Then she took up madam duties to allow Heidi her time off. Kristina did more than her share of the 12 noon to 4 PM shift. As a result, during the ensuing six months that it took for her to confirm her eventual pregnancy, she had never fucked as frequently and with so many different partners as she had ever had before in her life or afterwards for that matter.

Despite her lifestyle, Kristina was a devout Roman Catholic who attended Mass as often as she could; and she did not feel she was a hypocrite either. As she saw it, she was essentially forced into prostitution by circumstances beyond her control. She was not one to rail against her misfortunes as she was a firm believer of the cliché "If life hands you lemons, then you make lemonade".

Thus, all the sex she engaged in was part and parcel of the work she did to survive and had no relationship to sin; certainly not requiring confession. That incidentally was the real reason she charged St Clair for sex because if she didn't, she could not reconcile the fact that she was party to his adultery.

She felt she was a good person and deserving of God's protection as much as the next person. Her gregarious nature disarmed her critics and so that most of her fellow parishioners who knew what she did for a living did not begrudge her attendance at Church nor protest her taking holy communion.

She believed in most of the Church's tenets with the major exception being the proscription of birth control. Her priests also had no objection to her attendance especially considering her generous donations and that one of them was a customer of her business.

Her religious convictions aided her in suppressing any anxiety she might have felt about whether she would be successful in becoming pregnant. As she told St Clair she believed it was in God's hands whether she became pregnant and she was determined not to be devastated if she did not become pregnant after one year of trying. If she did not get pregnant, she would take it as a sign from God, and she would forever give up trying thereafter.

Her bordello had the reputation of total commitment to hygiene so that although condoms were available, seldom did any customer feel apprehensive enough to insist on using them. In fact, if she were to encounter such a persnickety customer who demanded to employing a condom, naturally she still had sex with him, but in her mind, she was relieved to realize that such ultra cautionary nature would not be part of her child's character. Thus, there was no roadblock to Kristina's mission to become pregnant. Her goal lent her fucking a purpose which in turn caused her to be more enthusiastic than her norm in her sexual performance.

This enthusiasm caused her to exhibit the utmost sincere joy which in turn prompted her 'johns' to give of themselves more than they would otherwise have. The customer's participance in the sex was sufficient to bring out the best passion in Kristina. There was no doubt then that when Kristina was climaxing that it was a genuine orgasm.

As Kristina was having the time of her life, and thus when she did miss her first period after almost five months of continuous sex, she was reluctant to stop and put an end to the unexpected pleasures she had been enjoying. So, she carried on until she missed her next period before she finally consulted her obstetrician.

When her pregnancy then was medically confirmed, she withdrew her services. She believed a visibly pregnant whore would be a turn off to most of her customers, but she also did not want her customers to be aware of her pregnancy. She had no desire to prompt speculation amongst her clientele as to who might be responsible for her condition.

As the business had dramatically increased, she kept Heidi in charge of managing the brothel. Heidi thus was the visible management presence of Capital Delights to its clientele as Kristina had plenty to do in overseeing the future of the business. She began negotiating for purchase of the adjacent property and planning construction of a hallway connecting the two buildings so that both buildings could be used in the business without an awkward separation.

In addition, the extra building was necessary for her to be able to accommodate her child. As John William St Clair became her sole lover during the remainder of her pregnancy, he helped her in these negotiations, and this was the beginning of a lifelong successful business partnership. She took advantage of his business acumen by following his advice for investments and was well on her way to becoming an extremely wealthy woman.

Kristina's plan was to keep herself invisible from the customers of her brothel. Unfortunately, she discovered that her libido had shot up to the hot fiery level, and she craved sex more than she ever had in her lifetime. The six months mission to get pregnant where she was fucking constantly was only an appetizer of sex compared to the full course entrée sex that she now sought and needed.

Accordingly, she begged John William St Clair to pleasure her and sensing her need, he moved into her bedroom after he had settled his affairs in Austin. Kristina was ecstatic in her pregnancy and as John was able to accommodate her, she was purring like a cat at her situation. As she felt she coerced St Clair to come to her bed for the balance of her pregnancy she felt it would be churlish of her to charge him her usual prostitute's fee.

Her euphoria prevented her from being guilt ridden even though in the back of her mind she had to concede that she was probably sinning, but she could not help it. Oh well she thought that at least her next confessional should prove to be entertaining for her priest.

John was delighted with Kristina's request to fuck her for the duration of her pregnancy, and he accepted with alacrity. He concocted an excuse to his family why he had to stay in Austin for the next seven months which included skipping Thanksgiving and Christmas holidays in Dallas.

He knew he was in for the sexual experience of his lifetime and for this he was prepared to resist his family's protests. Actually, his family was not too perturbed by his absence as all they needed him for was his money and they could always make demands by telephone. He and his wife had ceased having sex some years ago dating back to about the time he started frequenting Capital Delights. She probably had a lover by this time, but he did not know, nor did he care.

What really thrilled St Clair by Kristina's invitation to fuck exclusively was the fact that she was pregnant. St Clair was the father of three children (two sons; one daughter). Neither his first wife, the mother of his oldest son, nor his second wife, the mother of his two other children, allowed him to see their naked pregnant bodies. They were so self conscious of their bodies that they only allowed fucking so long as they were fully clothed. They even wore their panties as they just simply adjusted it along their thighs to allow access for his cock. They made no effort to conceal their distaste of sex while pregnant. He was so discouraged by their attitude that he could count on his fingers the number of times he fucked his wives in total when they were pregnant.

Happily, Kristina had no such reserves. She was so happy at being pregnant that she glowed. Unlike a lot of pregnant women, Kristina still felt she was pretty, and she had no problem in showing off her body. Seeing Kristina's naked pregnant body was an absolute turn on for St Clair. He was happy to fuck her every day; actually, he was happy to fuck her several times each day. The bigger her belly got the more excited he got and the more energetic was his fucking. He was grateful that she did not charge her as he did not have a plausible reason to explain such frequent and substantial expenditures to his family.

Nevertheless, he planned on and did give her a vast sum of money as a gift for the birth. The sum totaled more than what she would have charged for all the fucking they did during those months of her pregnancy. He was able to explain to his family that it was a business investment on a risky venture, and he then later advised that the investment just did not pan out. His family could not complain since occasionally some of his investments did indeed fail but he succeeded more often than when he failed.

With respect to Kristina's child, he had mixed emotions. He knew he had fucked her at least twice during the time she would have conceived when calculating her due date. So presumably he could be the actual father. However, he also was aware that during that time frame she had probably participated in more than 100 sexual acts (with almost as many different partners) of which any one of them could have been the conception event.

So the odds were long against that her child would be of his flesh and blood. He also understood and grudgingly agreed with her rationale for keeping the identity of paternity secret. For that reason, he went along with her desires and did not insist on a DNA test to rule out the possibility that he was the father. Since he had not been willing to divorce his wife or risk antagonizing his children to enable him to form an honorable relationship with Kristina, he felt he had no right to speculate whether he had in fact impregnated her.

Still there remained the possibility that her child was actually sired by him. So, St Clair decided that he was obligated to offer some kind of support for her child. After all every child both morally and legally is entitled to support from its father. Since this child's father would be forever unknown, he had the justification to represent the unknown father.

He suggested to her that he would undertake to obtain and pay for the tutors for her child once he/she was ready to start his/her education. He pointed out that as he was one of the senior politicians overseeing education in Texas that he had great contacts that would assure the best possible tutors would be made available to her. Recognizing that he really wanted to establish a permanent bond with her and as she had no objection to such desire, she readily agreed to consider his offer, most likely favorably, when that time arrived.

Aside from the time the two of them devoted to the business of the brothel and the acquisition of property, St Clair and Kristina were constantly fucking. The frequency of their sex was surprising to St Clair. Considering his age of 57-58 years he was especially proud of his stamina and potency which seemed to satisfy the seemingly insatiable sexual appetites of the pregnant Kristina.

Looking back to their fucking St Clair without any doubt concluded it was the best sexual experience of his life; certainly the most passionate, mind blowing and the most satisfying. Kristina for her part assured St Clair it was the best sex she ever had as well. She actually thanked him and complimented him on his sexual prowess.

He did not doubt her sincerity as he could not imagine her very vocal and visibly agitated orgasms were faked. On many occasions she lost control of her bodily functions; farting as well as squirting after coitus. She always reddened profusely on those occasions as she had never had such a problem during all the fucking she had done as a prostitute, and it bothered her at what she perceived as a weakness.

The most obvious clue to St Clair that Kristina was genuinely enjoying the sex was the fact that she forfeited her prostitute's fee. She had always charged it (with that one previous exception when she announced her plan to become pregnant) even during that vacation to Europe. One of the most endearing intimate moments the two shared during this time occurred when he observed her punching her swollen belly. Inquiring why she was doing it, she replied, "The little bastard has been kicking me something fierce. So I am hitting back to make him stop."

"Him?"

"Of course him! I must be carrying a boy. No daughter of mine would be so nasty and ill mannered."

As Kristina got bigger the hornier, she became. The bigger she got the more sexually enticing she became to him. As a result, the frequency of sex either increased or at least did not subside as her pregnancy progressed. Their desire for sex could not be greater had they indulged in potent aphrodisiacs. Their dedication to fucking was so extreme that their last sexual intercourse, before birth, occurred at least one hour after she actually was in labor. Despite enduring painful occasional contractions Kristina continued to grunt and moan in ecstasy coaxing one final orgasm. She was rewarded with an ejaculation from him of a most copious supply of sperm and an exquisite orgasm that took her breath away. Her water then broke concluding by far the kinkiest sexual experience she ever had.

Dr Maria Giannetti, Kristina's regular ob/gyn, happened to be away on vacation and a Dr Mark Rood was covering for her. It just so happened that the good Dr Rood was on the premises of Capital Delights at the time being entertained by the sultry Monica. As Kristina was aware of his presence while cleaning up the mess caused by her labor rupture, she commanded Heidi to fetch the good doctor to see her once he was finished with Monica.

When the good doctor arrived and after examining Kristina, he estimated that she had a good seven hours of labor left before the baby was likely to appear. He suggested she get to the hospital right away and he would meet her there eventually in about five hours.

In protest Kristina replied, "I don't feel like going to the hospital. I'd just as soon stay here. I actually have lots of work here that urgently need my attention that I do not want to fritter away my time for a hospital stay. Why don't you go get your medical bag and come back here? With the compliments of Capital Delights, you can be entertained by any hostess you wish or hostesses for that matter in between the time you check and monitor my labor."

Dr Rood naturally replied, "Well I do have my medical bag nearby; actually, it's in my parked car. Your offer is certainly tempting, but I must say for your own and your baby's safety, I urge you to go to the hospital. If there are any complications in your labor or delivery, then it can be handled quite easily there whereas here you and your baby could be in jeopardy."

"Ah fiddlesticks! I'm not worried. My pregnancy has been a breeze. There has been no hint of a problem in any of my appointments with Dr Giannetti. Besides we are close enough to the hospital that I can be transported quick enough should you detect any real problem."

Dr Rood cautioned, "You know I am not an anesthetist so that if the pain becomes unbearable, I can't offer you the comfort of an epidural."

"Oh pish posh! I'm not some wussy woman who can't withstand a little pain. I am from solid Mexican farm workers heritage and all my female ancestors sure as hell were not coddled when they gave birth."

The good doctor complied with her wishes. In his examination he easily noticed the semen in her vagina indicating experience of very recent coitus. So he deduced that if she could fuck in the midst of the discomfort of labor contractions, she would most likely be able to withstand and tolerate labor pains. And so, the good doctor was able to dally with all the girls of Capital Delights and have a grand time while attending to Kristina's labor.

Heidi was with Kristina to lend female support companionship at this stressful time. John St Clair was also present to offer moral support. During her labor, Kristina experienced excruciating pain far more than she had bargained for when she refused to go to the hospital. Periodically she screamed and cursed something fierce completely alarming Heidi and St Clair almost senselessly. The good doctor was inured to such outbursts of pain, so he simply continued overseeing Kristina's labor calmly.

At one point Kristina wailed, "Oh fuck Doctor this so fucking hurts! Why does it have to hurt so much?"

The good doctor replied, "I take it you are unaware of the pact that one of the first women made with God?"

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

"Apparently one of Eve's direct female descendants during her third pregnancy came to God and complained, 'Look God I get that we women are designed by You to bear the children. But to be fair and even, why can't the responsible man bear the labor pain instead.' God replied, 'You know you ought to be careful for what you wish for but nevertheless I certainly can accommodate your desire on such a trivial matter.' So on the night of the birth the woman delivered her child absolutely pain free as God had promised. Curiously enough the husband suffered no pain either, although he had been advised to expect it.

"The woman was joyous as she thought she had pulled one over on God. Her joy was short lived though, since they discovered one of the male servants had died overnight apparently succumbing to what appeared to be birth pains. The woman sheepishly went to God again and conceded: 'On second thought to avoid some confusion I guess it is best for us women also to bear the labor pain'."

Although Heidi and St Clair laughed at the good doctor's joke, Kristina was not amused. She just snorted and declared, "It's too bad for all of womankind that I wasn't the woman to have made that pact with God. I sure as hell could have on the spur of the moment come up with a good rational and plausible excuse to explain away the discrepancy of the husband's lack of pain and the servant's apparent pain. I would not have needed to beg God to revert back to the original plan and then all women thereafter would not have had to bear this fucking pain."

They all including the good doctor laughed at Kristina's wit. Finally at the end Kristina in accord with the good doctor's instructions and coaching made a final determined all out push and Dr Rood was able to bring forth an extremely squawking baby girl into this world.

Kristina was totally shocked. During her prenatal appointments with Dr Maria Giannetti she had purposely eschewed examining the available ultrasounds as she was absolutely convinced that she was carrying a male child. She had his name all picked out: Victor after her biological father who had died during her mother's pregnancy of her; and Ronald after her pimp who treated her fairly and protected her from the other prostitutes and their pimps and the dangers inherent from street prostitution.

Since she never had considered she was going to give birth to a daughter she had not bothered considering girls' names. So, either she lacked imagination or did not want to unduly contemplate various female names, Kristina simply feminized the name she had chosen; ergo her daughter was registered under the name Victoria Veronica Vargas.

As Vickie grew up, she attained the nickname of "the Triple Vee".