I enjoyed writing [my first story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5pksk3/mf_oral_the_shave/) quite a lot, so I thought I’d share another one.
While the quality of sex is apparently immaterial to the chances of pregnancy, I like to think that, working backwards, what follows was the night that led to our daughter being born.
Again, skip to the line if you want the important part.
At this point in our lives, I’m in my early 30s and she’s in her mid 20s. If you want more info about sizes etc., check out my first story linked above.
We’d been together several years, and had long since ditched condoms in favour of her getting the implant. She loved my cum inside her – which was fine, I loved putting it there. The implant lasts 3 years, during which time I must’ve cum inside her hundreds of times. When it ran out I had to decide if I wanted to go back to condoms, or her to the pill. We felt ready to have children, so we both decided to just keep going as we were, fuck whenever we felt like it (no calendars and predictors for us, oh no), and if sperm met egg, then so be it.
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We returned from the game euphoric as, in a tense match, we’d held on for the draw that meant we were going to the final. For my girlfriend, this was her first game watching from the stands and she was finally beginning to understand why football (the one with the round ball) had me so hooked. The adrenaline of the final whistle was still almost fresh in both of us.
We were all smiles as I unlocked the front door of the house I shared with my older brother, who’d already left for the evening to go to work. I threw together some food for a quick tea, and we discussed the game as we ate, before settling down to watch a film.
I don’t remember what film we watched, I just know that halfway through it, my girlfriend loudly declared she was going for a shower and then to bed. Not because she wasn’t enjoying the film, but because she had other things on her mind. I waited until I heard the water running, gave her a few minutes to herself in the bathroom, then stripped down and joined her.
I slipped into the shower behind her and began to massage her shoulders. Her breathing shallowed and low moans escaped as I combined the massage with soft kisses across her neck – her weak spot. She turned to face me and we kissed for what felt like an age, our wet bodies pressing together under the steaming water, and wet fingers slipping through hair and across body.
Without breaking the kiss I reached a hand down to cup one breast, gently squeezing, kneading and rolling the nipple between my fingers as she groaned pleasurably into my mouth. As my hand slid further south, I replaced it with my mouth and sucked on her while my hand reached it’s new destination and began to rub between her legs. Her head arched back as I worked a finger, then two inside her. Gasps and “mmm” were the only sounds she could make as I circled her clit with my thumb while working her with my fingers until she backed away and sank to her knees on the base of the tub.
I moved forward and she took my cock into her mouth, slowly working up and down my shaft and hitting all the right spots with her tongue. She went down on me for a couple of minutes. The precum was flowing from me like actual cum, and she stopped to spit it out before standing up again. We washed each other, turned off the shower and went to the bedroom.
The towels we wrapped around ourselves barely made it through the bedroom door. Once through, they fell to the floor and our naked bodies collapsed in a tight embrace on the bed. Our tongues wrestled before I removed myself from the kiss and began working my way down her body, stopping at her chest to give her erect nipples further attention. I reached her soaked pussy and lapped gently at the folds. Her hand immediately went to my hair and ran through it, grasping as I increased the intensity of my licking and penetrated slowly further with my tongue.
As she writhed and wriggled under my spell, her moans gave way to attempts at speaking that could only come in single syllable breaths. I moved my tongue to her clit and began lapping at it in slow circles as I once again worked my fingers into her cunt. The combination sent her over the edge. Writhing became spasming, and her legs clamped me in place as she screamed out an orgasm. I kept up the pace and pressure and sent her over the edge several more times, before she pleaded with me, breathlessly, to stop as she couldn’t take any more.
I climbed up her body and lined my cock up with her tight, wet hole. I used my tongue again, this time inside her mouth as we kissed, sharing her juices. Her hips bucked underneath me, trying to pull my cock inside. I obliged, and with one swift motion plunged my full self into her.
Our rhythm was slow at first. I had the occasional problem with getting there too soon, so I liked to make sure I got a decent amount of time by controlling the pace. As minutes passed I gradually built up speed until her responses signalled I’d found a rhythm she liked.
As we continued to fuck, her moans began to shorten and come more frequently. Suddenly she was hit by something of a rarity – an orgasm from intercourse. I pulled her closer and buried my face in her neck as I heard her whisper “I’m cumming” before I felt the contractions squeezing my cock inside her. Her gasps and moans drove me ever closer to the edge.
We’d been working on her dirty talk, but she wasn’t really into it. Whenever I got close I’d try to encourage her to tell me to cum inside her. She’d roll her eyes and say it impassively, just to shut me up. This time though, as I drove in and out of her and orgasmic shudders wracked her body, she pulled me away from her neck and kissed me as deeply as she could, mid-moan. She locked her eyes onto mine and gasped “cum in me”.
I involuntarily quickened my pace as she continued to grip and squeeze me. Her eyes widened and she repeated her request in a begging tone of genuine need. “Cum in me. *Please*.” That was all she wrote. As her orgasm began to subside, mine hit hard. With one final thrust, I pushed myself into her as far I could go and unloaded into her. I pressed my mouth to hers as tightly as I could and groaned against her lips as my cock twitched through a massive orgasm of my own.
As the last drips leaked slowly from my head, we lay kissing with me still inside her, trying to catch our breath and our energy. Eventually I pulled out and we lay side by side, gazing into each others eyes and kissing. We woke several hours later, still naked having evidently fallen asleep post-fuck without bothering to get dressed again.
It was, up to that point, the hottest sex we’d had – even if I probably haven’t done it justice here. Hearing her begging me, unprompted, to cum inside her, forced me deeper and harder into her than I think I’d ever cum before.
Early the following year, our daughter was born.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5q70ov/mf_the_night_i_got_her_pregnant
I really enjoy your stories. Completely believable, as they sound exactly like my life…
I would also tend to agree that may have been the conception. The best sex is made to help that process along!