I think my coworker may have impregnated me [FM]

I went to a small, socially distanced conference with my research colleagues a few months ago shortly before becoming pregnant with my first child (due mid-March 🥰). I’m 27 years old, and I had been talking with my husband about starting our family for a while. Five days into the eight day conference nothing had happened out of the ordinary, until I started feeling exceptionally horny one night after dinner.

***

I meandered along the hallway back to my hotel room with my coworker, Shawn, after a late dinner. His room was just down the hall from mine.

“Ohh man, that was a lot of fun.” Shawn said, walking beside me.

“Yeah it was, it’s always so fun to see Dr. Burke with a drink in his hand. And you too.” I said smiling, feeling buzzed from the margaritas.

“Me? Am I some stiff all the time when we’re in the lab?”

“Stiff? Nooo. Focused, more like it. It’s just nice to see you let loose and give your mind a break. I enjoy it.” I flashed a smiled at him, as we approached the door to my room.

“I enjoyed it too, you’re always such a fun, easy person to be around, Claire.”

“Awww thanks.” I said blushing, in part from the compliment, and in part from the booze. We both stopped abruptly in front of the door to my room.

“I guess that’s all for the night. I’ll see you in the morning.” Shawn said with a yawn.

“Yeah, I guess. Goodnight.” I said, turning to Shawn and looking him in the eyes.

“Goodnight.”

Shawn and I stood still for a moment. Then another, and another. As the moments passed, a tension grew between us. It seemed like neither of us wanted to be the first to walk away, and it quickly became clear that we both wanted the same thing. I took a step forward and kissed him, without thinking, passionately on the lips. A few seconds later I was desperately fumbling with my room key between kisses, then I opened the door, leading him in.

I shut the door behind us, and we continued making out. We slowly made our way toward the bed, shedding clothes along the way, making frequent stops for more kissing. By the time we got to the bed, Shawn was in his boxers, and I was only wearing my bra and a sporty thong. I pulled his boxers down and his erect penis sprung free. It was so hard that it pointed straight upward between us, the soft underside of his penis pressed firmly against my tummy. Shawn unclasped my bra, and I slid my panties down past my waist, letting them fall to the floor around my ankles.

I kicked my thong aside and resumed kissing Shawn. Still feeling the underside of his erection rubbing against my tummy, I reached down and grabbed it, directing it between my legs.

“Oh wow.” Shawn whispered, feeling how unbelievably wet I was already with his erection. The head of his cock glided past my clit smoothly, as we both enjoyed the feeling of Shawn’s erection sliding between my labia.

“Get on your back.” I whispered seductively, his erection still between my legs. Shawn needn’t be asked twice, and he quickly crawled toward the middle of the bed and laid on his back. I followed him into bed, swung a leg around him, and started kissing him again. I hovered above his cock, but not for long, before I started rubbing my vulva against the underside of his erection, and resumed kissing him even more passionately. We went at it like this for about a minute, before Shawn dejectedly whispered “I don’t have a condom.”

“I don’t care.” I said. I was so turned on, nothing was stopping me now. Right after I said that, I adjusted my hips and effortlessly slid his cock all the way inside me.

“Ohhhhhhhh.” I moaned out, feeling how thick he was. It caught me off guard. Shawn began to thrust his hips, but it was too much for me.

“Whooaaa, whoa. Hold on, just… just one moment. You’re really big.” I said, clutching his arm, squeezing to get him to stop moving. After a few moments, the shock of his girth subsided, and what remained could only be described as intense pleasure. I felt his manhood push against every little groove inside me, all at the same time. My husband isn’t small, but he isn’t particularly big either, and he certainly wasn’t this thick. I simply wasn’t accustomed to someone who could fill me this way, and it felt overwhelmingly good. Shockingly good.

Slowly, I started grinding my hips against him, thrusting into him. Twenty seconds later, I felt Shawn’s penis begin to swell up even bigger inside me, warning of his impending orgasm.

“Ohhhh… hold on Claire, I’m about to…” Shawn whispered, grabbing my ass to stop me. But I didn’t listen. I wanted to make him cum right then and there. I kept thrusting, and thrusting, and by my third thrust Shawn lost all control.

“I’m cumming! Ohhh Claire I’m cumming! Claire, ohhhhh!” Shawn groaned out, grabbing my ass firmly as his climax overtook him. His fully engorged penis began to throb, powerfully ejecting his sperm deep into me with each subsequent orgasmic contraction.

“Ohhh yes…. Yes I’m so close…” I whimpered, still thrusting into him.

I kept humping, and he kept cumming. It felt amazing but, alas, when his orgasm began to subside, I was still short of my own orgasm. I stayed on top of him, soaking in the intense sensation, no longer thrusting but simply feeling Shawn inside me. The faint twitches of the end of his orgasm were still stimulating me and I didn’t want it to stop.

“That was fast.” I said smiling, as I flipped my hair and sat upright in his lap, his cock still
fully inside me, the engorged head of his penis trapping all of his ejaculate against my cervix.

“That’s… embarrassing. I’m sorry.” Shawn said dejectedly with his eyes closed. He sounded like he was worried that he ruined his chance to impress me.

“Embarrassing? What do you mean? That felt fucking incredible.” I said in a confidently seductive tone.

“Really? Did you cum?” He asked.

“Umm no, but it still felt great. And I was close.”

“Ahh I’m sorry, fuck. It felt too good. I couldn’t stop.”

“Stop apologizing!” I exclaimed, playfully smacking him on the chest. “Don’t kill this vibe for me, it feels amazing. I love that I can do that to you.”

After a few more minutes of luxuriously soaking him in, I finally lifted myself up off of him. Some of his cum slid out and settled between my labia, but most of it remained inside me as I laid face down on the bed next to him. Holy fuck balls that was amazing. What a rush. I thought to myself.

“So I was thinking…” I said, wiggling over and cuddling up against Shawn, signaling with my body language that I wanted to be spooned. “You should stay in my room for the rest of the trip. Thoughts?”

“Oh hell yeah. Are you sure your hus-, I mean, uhm, are you sure you’re fine with that?”

“Fine with it? It’s what I want, silly butt. Besides, you owe me an orgasm. Or two, or three. Or, you know, as many as you want to give me.”

“It’s a deal.” Shawn said excitedly. He rolled over and snuggled me, naked, as my big spoon while I began flipping through the channels on the TV. We exchanged some flirty pillow talk, but not for long. After a few minutes in Shawn’s arms, I was fast asleep, completely satisfied and fulfilled. Before I fell asleep I decided that I would reevaluate my situation in the morning and, for now, I would set aside my guilt. It was time for a luxurious night of post-orgasmic sleep.

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