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The night I will never forget is the night that we made our first child. It just happened to be our wedding night. Who would have thought??
As with most couples, we started to live 'in sin' about a year before we got married. We met in a far away place and our relationship was uncommonly good. As we both came to love one another, the talk of having kids naturally came up from time to time. I'm sort of a free spirit so kids really never crossed my mind. I never thought we would even been married but there was something about him...that I really can't explain. But I digress.
He proposed to me on a sunny fall day as we both felt it was right. Although he was married before, I could not stand to think about him with that no-good tramp that he was married to. He was mind now and I could not wait to spend my life with him.
Our sex life was spectacular! He could make me cum just by touching me...in a nutshell I could not wait to get him into bed. But one thing I could not get enough of was the feeling of him cumming inside me. For real! Just before he would explode into me, his whole body tensed up, and I would gladly tip my legs up high so I could feel his hot cum bursting against my cervix. What a fricking rush! And then to top it all off, I could feel him inside me all day long. Some days we made love for hours and some days it was short, but the presence of him with me lingered just the same.
The most exciting thing about this was the thought of him knocking me up! When he 'filled me up', I often thought of him little swimmers penetrating my cervix, all the way to my sperm-hungry egg, just waiting to begin a life. He would ask me if I was on the pill and of course I would say yes as I was very cautious about getting pregnant. We wanted to wait for kids but one day it took a different turn.
He asked me what I thought about unprotected sex. He said he got turned on when he saw other pregnant women and often fantasized about me being pregnant as well. This was a dream come true!!!! I could hardly keep my joy to myself when I said the same. From that point on when we had sex I would tell him that 'I'm fertile' or 'I forgot to take my pill, now what'? and would play out the scene as if our instinct overcame or passions and he would fill me up like none other. We played this 'game', if you will, up to our wedding night.
The day came, and with much fanfare it was over before we knew it. All day long I could not wait to feel him inside me. I longed for his cock, feeling it swell as my pussy swelled in anticipation. I gave him hints throughout the day and that special 'look'. I even made a pregnant belly gesture when no one was looking. What fun!
That night, when we laid in our bed for the first time being husband and wife, I told him I wanted him to fill me up like we were making a baby. As he pounded me from on top, I sensed he was about to cum so I raised my legs like I have before, and felt his seed flow to the bottom of my pussy. God, it was heaven! I remembered thinking that if I was not on the pill, I was sure that night we made a new life. So deep, so much...I will never forget it. His cock and sperm hit their mark that night.
You would not believe it 5 weeks later that I found out I was pregnant. I was on the pill, honest. I guess all the planets were aligned that night for this to happen. 9 months later, Henry was born. But during the time I was pregnant with him, our sex life went to new heights. But that's another story. |
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