Deliberate extramarital pregnancy risk

I snuggled next to Joe in bed. It was just too early and too cold to get up early on a Saturday morning. My husband was on extended travel and I preferred to spend the weekend in Atlanta with my boyfriend Joe. We had a nice Friday out at Moondog Growlers and opted to just crash after a long week. We enjoyed the body heat that morning, though after a day of no sex, his erection pressed against me. ‘**Good morning, beautiful**’, he said, awakening. His hands roamed my body, locking on my waist before slowly pulling up to cup my breasts.

We kissed and held each other and soon enough he rolled on top of me. His rugged handsomeness always turned me on, leaving me wet enough for him to slide inside me. ‘**I’m so glad you stayed the weekend, Sarah. I like having you here**.’ My husband Ben had just accepted a 2 year expat gig to East Asia, so I appreciated having steady male companionship. Joe and I had been dating almost a year and became defacto boyfriend/girlfriend status. I was his first serious girlfriend since he’d divorced two years prior.

Becs And Bob. [MFF, Impregnation, FF] Pure fantasy but based on a true event.

My birthday was coming up and my work colleague and good friend Becs invites me to spend the weekend with her and her partner Bob. Bob is not her real name, it’s just a nickname given by Becs because as you may have worked out Becs and Bob are gay. Becs was 30 something, stunning looks, breasts to die for and we became friends at work because we got on so well, we would laugh and joke and I would even steal the occasional hug but that was as far as it went.. Bob was closer to my age, late 40’s, a BBW in stature and a warm personality to match, again Bob and I got on well on the rare occasion I met up with them because I didn’t judge them on their sexuality.

Pokegirls, Quickie! (Calem and Serena) [MF] [Toys] [Public] [Mdom] [Fsub] [Mast] [Oral] [Shower Sex] [Deepthroat] [Throatpie] [Anal Sex] [Creampie] [Preg?]

“Thank you Rhogges!” I heard her shout through the screen as she peeled off her mask.

I heard the crowd screaming and cheering, “Serena!”, ” We love you, Serena!”

I guess I should introduce myself, I’m Calem, the person performing on stage just now was the one and only “Contest Queen Serena”, my girlfriend.

I smirked at the monitor, twiddling with the remote in my hands as the crowd screamed intensely. Serena winked at the crowd and slipped back on her pink medieval opera mask, sending out her Sylveon.

This region had the weirdest contest traditions, instead of having regular performances for each participant, they had them perform almost all at once in dance routines and a move showcase. They even made everyone have to wear a mask and come up with a fake name for themselves.

As Serena started to turn back and walk back into the curtains, I quickly pressed the “up” button on my remote, the screen now flashing “01”.

I watched as my dear Serena stiffened up in her tracks, stopping for a moment before sashaying into the backstage.

“This will be fun…” I mumbled.

[M] [f] [inc] [preg] “But dad”

The American Dream. A house too big in a suburb too peaceful. It was what prompted my family to leave Seattle and resettle right outside Kuna, Idaho. Now we lived on a 9,000 sq ft property, a 2,500 sq ft house, two floors, 5 bedrooms, 3 bathrooms. And with my sister gone to college, the house now felt too big, too empty. “Maybe we’ll rent one bedroom out in the summer, or AirBnb or something” my dad said a couple times.

I was in my last year of high school, ready to walk out the door and never look back. Sarah had already made her way to Portland, eager to go back to the buzzing thrill of city life, and I was excited to join her. Or maybe go back home to Seattle even. Why not? I definitely had no plans to stick around, or even go to school in Boise. “How about Montana State?” my mom kept asking, “you’d be so close to home”, as I kept pretending I hadn’t heard a word. But I digress.

Harry Potter and the Witcher Chronicle – Chapter 4 – MF, Crossover, Phillipa Eilhart, Deepthroat, Oral Creampie, Anal, Forced, Rough, Minor Bondage, Creampie, Impregnation Tease, Harry Potter.

The day after meeting Keira, the young wizard and the blonde sorceress parted ways. Harry directed Keira to go meet up with Triss and the others that he had helped organize. While she was a bit hesitant, Keira said she would at least think about it before she gave Harry a parting kiss. With that, the two went their separate ways, even though Keira was carrying something that she wasn’t aware of as she left Harry Potter behind.

As the lovely blonde witch left in one direction, Harry gathered up his gear and pet owl and headed southwest. His goal was the Elven Realms. Before setting off, Triss and the others had talked at length about the magic of the Elves. Given that elves in his world were small and relegated to little more than slaves or family servants, everything that he had heard about the elves in this world had created a tremendous curiosity in his mind. He missed Hermione at that moment, the handsome wizard knew she would have done anything to be able to meet the elves based on what the sorceresses had told Harry.

‘I’m sure she’d enjoy meeting Triss and the others as well,’ Harry mused.

Caught in the Panty Drawer [MF][Cheating][Preg]

Saturday morning rolls around and I’m in the kitchen making my cup of coffee thinking about what tasks I’m going to get completed around the house. Just as I feel I have my game plan for the day figured out my wife walks in and says “Change of plans for the day dear. Megan & Brad had a huge fight last night so they are breaking up and she’s moving out.” I set my coffee down and say “Ok, So what are you wanting to do dear?” She quickly responds with. “Well we need to help her move all her stuff out. She’s going to move back in with her parents till she finds a new place. I think she is just going to put most her of her stuff in a storage unit except for her clothes and a few items.” So we both finish getting ready and decide to take both her van and my truck over to Megan’s place. The whole time driving over I just keep thinking I hope Brad is not there because I didn’t feel like dealing with that douche bag today. I couldn’t believe Megan stayed with him as long as she did. He was an inconsiderate, selfish prick who didn’t care for anyone but himself. So hopefully this is the change Megan needs to get what she truly deserves for her life.

Harry Potter and the Witcher Chronicle – Chapter 3 – MF, Crossover, Keira Metz, Aphrodisiac, Anal, Bathtub Sex, Creampie, Impregnation Tease, HP

Harry walked along the well-worn stones of the path. He usually wasn’t one for being on his own, at least not during his time at school. But the young wizard felt that it would be best to travel alone so that he could stay under the radar more. Just like in his world, many people didn’t like wizards and would do things to him if they realized he possessed magical talent. Early on after his arrival to this strange world, he had found out about the dangers of witch hunters, but Triss and the others had told him about the dangers of other groups who liked to utilize individuals with an affinity for magic.

Harry Potter and the Witcher Chronicle – Chapter 2 – MF, Crossover, Margarita Laux-Antille, Creampie, Impregnation Tease, HP

“This place is really horrible.” Harry Potter said as he continued following Triss up into the lower structure of the dreaded Deireadh Prison. Harry’s wand was ready and gripped tightly in his fingers, but not too tightly that he couldn’t quickly snap it up and aim his wand at an attacker. He’d been told there were guards all over the place, but he worried about the enemies they did not know about. The young wizard had never traveled to Azkaban, but he’d heard plenty of horror stories about the place from Sirius Black. Deireadh seemed to be a close second based on the horrible tales Triss told him as they prepared for the mission.

“Yes. That is why it’s so important for us to get Margarita and Sheala out of here. But Harry… please be quiet, the element of surprise is our best chance at this.” Triss replied back to the wizard with short cut black hair and a scar shaped like a lightning bolt. The busty redhead turned her head back, refocusing on the goal in mind.

Romantic sex during vacation [MF] [str8] [preg] [oral] [romantic] [anal] [naval kiss] [naval lick]

My name is john. A couple of months ago, my wife Sandra and I went to Pismo beach, California to celebrate our 1 year anniversary of our marriage. We stayed there for about a week. During that week, we had lots of fun. We went to tours, restaurants, bars, and of course, the beach. During our 5th day though is when the fun really began.

Sandra and I always wanted to have a child. We’ve thought about it long and hard and we decided to make love during our vacation. Plus it was our 1 year wedding anniversary so I thought that would be a perfect time. We decided to do it in our hotel room during the sunset. Our room had a beautiful beach view. We put up some candles and we began,

We got onto the bed and Started to make out, and I slowly got on top of Sandra. As we were kissing, We were struggling to get our clothes off until when I just had my underwear left and she had her bra and panties on. Her bra and panties had a really sex color. It’s blended in with red and black. For me, I wore a very short black thong with my huge long erected cock just stretching out. I wore it just for this moment. She giggled because she obviously loved my short thong. I just winked with satisfaction.

[MF][preg] Good friends discover old desires

It’s a rainy, cold evening. The type of evening that makes you want to snuggle up under a warm, soft blanket, never to get out from under it again. And yet here I am. Walking down the sidewalk, my dollar store umbrella in hand. Walking through puddles and getting my socks wet.
I looked at my watch. The dim streetlights illuminated its face just enough to make out the numbers. Eight fifteen. “Shit”.
I accelerated my pace to a slow jog.
My boots splashed water onto my trousers. I shivered as my clothes were getting increasingly damp. But it didn’t matter, someone I couldn’t let down was waiting for me.

Seventeen minutes later than it should have been, I found myself in front of the bar we had agreed on. Colton’s. Its lights cast a warm glow onto the wet sidewalk. An inviting sight indeed.
I closed my umbrella, and pushed on the front door to open it.

The warmth inside gave me back some feeling in my fingertips and my nose.
The soft sound of pleasant conversations filled the air.
I scanned the room. Patrons were enjoying a drink with their friends or loved ones. At the bar, a small, dark haired girl was enjoying a Martini. She was leaning her chin on her hand and fidgeted with her straw.