[F] 26, Seattle, ‘Stop taking the pill and fully experience my potency’

**‘You’re so wet already, Alison. You’re excited for this too, huh?**’ Eduardo lodged his body against mine, his morning erection nestled between my legs. He pulled me closer and kissed me in bed. We fell asleep last night without sex, after a nice dinner and Bordeaux at Toulouse Petit. We were both tired after a long week. Eduardo was in town for the night, a pilot on occasional layover at Sea-Tac who preferred my place to cold hotels. He wasn’t due back at the airport until early afternoon.

Eduardo positioned himself between my legs and went down on me. My sexual excitement was already on edge, and his hot breath and tongue tracing my inner walls sent me over the edge faster than normal. I tried to pull back, but Eduardo held me legs in place and ate me until I orgasmed. He growled and slid his body up to pin me underneath him and kissed me again. I could taste my myself in his mouth.

‘**Are you ready to mate with a man the way nature compels you to do it?**’ He began to slide inside me and began to laugh softly. ‘**Your body is literally pulling me inside you. You need this, Alison, I can tell**.’ He was right, as much as I loved being eaten, I now craved intercourse with Eduardo. Our attraction to one another never waned, even after he moved to Arizona to be closer with his ailing parents. Enjoying a night together once every few weeks was fine; I’m single and haven’t been able to find a similar, taboo-breaking connection.

But this morning was different, more sexually intense. Eduardo was inside me, bare, as he always insists on. Eduardo introduced me to creampie sex, which he considers the only legit way for a man and woman to bond. But this fall, he wanted to take it to the next level of pleasure. ‘**Now I want you to stop taking the pill and fully experience my potency**’, he pleaded when he was last here before Thanksgiving. Sensing my skepticism, he teased me, ‘**You love when I ejaculate inside you, Alison. I can see it in your eyes when I fill you. But the pill suppresses your hormones, and robs you of the full pleasure of my sperm. I want you to crave my sperm, to gain full pleasure from its potency, to fully experience your body’s reactions from being pumped full of it. Receive me as a fertile woman, with no barriers between us, as nature intends**.’

I debated it for a week and decided to stop bc in late November. Being on Yaz induces headaches anyway, so taking a break would be welcome over the holidays, anyway. I know the risks well enough, but I also trusted Eduardo. His visit in late December would occur in a relatively safe time of the month. As December went on, I found myself more sexually charged and aware as I regained my fertility. I noticed men’s attention more than I previously did. I fantasized about the barista who never fails to flirt with me and the CrossFit instructor who occasionally get a little hands-on. Did they subconsciously sense my fertility or was I more sexually perceptive?

‘**Your entire body responds different to me now that you’re fertile. I love it’**, Eduardo taunted, deep thrusting inside me now. He was right. I wrapped my legs around Eduardo and pulled him deep inside me. I couldn’t take him deep enough. **‘You’re a beautiful woman. Now even more beautiful when you’re in heat’**, Eduardo whispered as he kissed me. I wasn’t the only one who changed; Eduardo’s passions were more driven, more primal. He fucked harder, kissed deeper, growled louder. He brought his face to mine, cupping my face in his hands as he pinned me underneath him. ‘**I’m gonna knock you up. I won’t stop until you’re carrying my baby. Complete you as a woman though potent insemination.**’

His words weren’t shocking; they were sexy. I closed my eyes and blotted out all the societal norms telling women to wait until marriage, to hold out as long as necessary, to be careful. I let it all fall away until I connected with the sexually grounded woman who needed sperm, who craved his potency, who thrilled to his desire to impregnate me. In that moment, I wanted him to impregnate me. ‘**Do it**’, I cried out, surprised.

That sent Eduardo over the edge. He ejaculated violently inside me, a series of violent sprays that splashed and coated my inner walls, that felt hotter and more ticklish than they normally do. His forceful ejaculation tickled and overpowered me and brought me to yet another orgasm. ‘**That’s it. Let your body pull my sperm deep in your cervix**’. Our bodies locked together and rode a 30 second wave of bliss, the natural mating process unfolding. I then realized how our biology induces us in this way.

We collapsed and dozed for 30 minutes, wiped from the sexual crescendo. Eduardo woke me, still hard. The nerves on the back of my neck tingled as his hands moved from my waist to my breasts. I craved more of his potency. He rolled over to climb on top of me, but I moved my body until I was on top of him. I positioned my body over his torso and he slid inside me. I rode him mercilessly, desperate for more of his potency and his sperm. ‘**You’re so beautiful, Alison. Ovulate for me**’, he teased and ejaculated again inside me. His warm sperm inside me felt right, and welcome.

We collapsed again and showered in time for his afternoon flight. I made him breakfast. I felt closer to Eduardo, though his visits were less and less frequent. He is a good man and helped me explore the full potential of my womanhood. In a different life, we might still be together and I’d even bear his child. But as his Uber arrived and he kissed me goodbye, his potency inside me was enough. I felt validated and warm inside and complete.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ei7fuz/f_26_seattle_stop_taking_the_pill_and_fully