(x-post from knockmeup, but I felt really good about sharing this with this sub as well!)
Everyone always has a fantasy of cumming inside a girl, any time of the month, and impregnating her. In reality, it often takes planning, several attempts, missed fertilization windows, and a bit of luck. No woman is ever exactly in schedule, and even then, the window of conception is extremely low.
With that said, my wife and I did get lucky the very first time. This is my true story.
I had gotten home and your later than normal, a Thursday, and I was ready for the upcoming weekend. My wife and I never wanted more than two kids, and life was good. My son was seven, my youngest was four, a girl.
They were at school, due home in about 45 minutes from the bus stop. Our development is in suburban area 30 minutes north of Philadelphia. As such, we’re surrounded by heavy woods, and open to just two neighbors down the hill, out of sight generally.
When I pulled into the the driveway, I noticed her car was in the garage. Normally, she was at work as well, I normally beat her home in time to get my sons.
I entered the house and realized how quiet it was. No TV, no radio or anything. I listened for the shower running, but no, just quiet. As I walked in, I called her name and put my jacket down, keys, etc.
I walked up the stairs, hearing muffled sounds from the bedroom. I assumed she was cleaning up, doing laundry etc. I pushed the door open and was absolutely stunned.
I found my wife laying on her back, legs spread, her breasts covered in a black tank top but naked from the waist down, eyes shut and her dildo slipping in an out of her pussy. The smell hit me right away, the scent of her wetness wafting heavily through the air, the sound of her dildo slapping in and out of her wet cunt, her eyes shut so tightly, gasping a little and crying out to fill her.
She didn’t notice me, as my cock swelled hard against my pants. I wasn’t thinking baby, maybe she was, and as we had two I had no idea when she was ovulating. As I stripped my pants off, her eyes opened and saw me- a mixture of embarrassnent and excitement. She growled and popped the dildo out of her wanton pussy. She opened her mouth, eyes locked on mine, and swallowed half, savoring the flavor. I removed my belt from my pants, and continued to strip off my shirt.
Now naked, I stood above her, legs dangling off the side of the bed. Our sheets were soaked and I noticed her nipples protruding through her top. Her breasts were my favorite, and the thought of nursing her leaking nipples made me twitch below. She spread her legs wide, throwing one over my shoulder, as I wrapped my belt around neck. Gently tightening just enough for her to gasp, I plunged inside. Her hands grabbed my neck and squeezed, hard. She growled like an animal in heat, bucking wildly as I begin to pull out. Alternating stress on the belt slipknot, and ripping her tank top down freeing her breasts, I continued to slam into her. Each thrust a bit deeper, feeling her cervix spread against my cock head. My balls were engorged, and wet from her lips slapping against with each drive. Her face turned read, a slightly shade of purple as she smacked my face, hard, knocking my head to the side. She pulled me close to her, just close enough to bite my lip and said, so quietly, “I need your baby to grow in me” and I absolutely lost it.
Three more thrusts and I exploded inside of her. Two days of cum felt more like twelve. Thick, warm and sticky, spurt after spurt shot into her, coating every inch of her pussy, against her cervix, shoving into her womb. She cried out, screaming, her orgasm crashing through her again and again, pulling me deeper and deeper with her legs wrapped around my back.
We collapsed into a sweaty, sticky mess, our tongues entwined, her hands scraping down my back, fingers through my hair.
That evening followed with romantic, slow sex, in fact for a week after it was romantic. That afternoon though, so animalistic, so raw, so lustful.
Our daughter was born 41.5 weeks later.