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It was my wife Vicky’s fault for what happened. I probably could have behaved myself but we hadn’t made love in almost two weeks and I had spent the day watching her in her tight shorts and bikini top as we did yard work on a warm Saturday in late May.

We had been married almost five years and even though she had turned thirty on her last birthday, she still had the legs and ass from her days as a high school gymnast and while she isn’t overly endowed, she has no trouble filling out a tight sweater. She had reached the height of five-six by the time she was in college, a little too tall for her to remain competitive as a gymnast although she had continued to work out. After graduation and the start of her career in marketing, she had switched to yoga to stay in shape. Anyway, as I said, the view she was giving me had been driving me nuts all afternoon. I think she enjoyed teasing me while pretending she didn’t know she was doing so.

To be fair, though, maybe it wasn’t all her fault. Several months ago, I had been trolling the Internet for some porn and happened across a link to a site called Impregnorium run by a couple from Australia named Dan and Sally Ann. The site is dedicated to just about everything dealing with pregnancy and impregnation. Some really hot stuff that seamed to have opened a door within me and I found myself visiting there to “relieve” myself when I felt the need.

Vic and I had always had a pretty good sex life way back from the time that we had begun dating, willing to try just about anything at least once if it would make the other happy. The one thing that I would have enjoyed more was not having to slip a piece of latex over my cock most of the time we made love. Vicky probably could have taken the pill but wasn’t keen on the idea of ingesting hormones to suppress something as natural as ovulation. We had tried a diaphragm, but it wasn’t very conducive to our normal routine which was to begin fucking after a bit of oral sex. The pause to insert that damned rubber cap slowed things down and putting it in prior to me going down on her wasn’t the tastiest thing (you need to use jelly with it but it ain’t grape jelly!) So except for the infrequent occasions when I had gotten her really hot (and maybe a little high) and she figured it was a safe time of the month, I had to wrap up if I wanted some nooky. Not that Vickie wasn’t willing to have kids…we had talked that out before we got married and she wasn’t shy about picking up a friend or relative’s newborn . It’s just that she always reminded me when she thought fucking bareback “wasn’t a good idea.”

After we had finished with our chores, Vickie told me to take my shower first (“because you really stink”). As good as the hot water felt, I finished quickly leaving her enough for her shower. I exited the shower to find her starting to strip down to her birthday suit.

“You know, we could have saved some water and showered together,” I told her with my best innocent grin.

“I don’t know…we might wind up taking twice as long,” she answered back trying to look innocent herself (which was impossible to do as she was now down to just her shear white panties.) “Why don’t you be a dear and get dinner started?” she added while trying to look coy.

So that’s how I found myself standing outside the door to our master bedroom, wearing only a towel, listening to the sound of my wife showering off the grim from the exertions of the day. Fuck dinner, I thought. I had built up enough steam over the last two weeks and just in case Vickie decided she was too tired tonight, I decided to visit my favorite web site for some much need relief while I had some privacy.

Our computer was set up in a small office we had set up in the den just next to the master bedroom and I was sure I would be able to hear when Vickie was done in the bathroom. I hadn’t visited the site during my temporary celibacy and was pleased to find that there had been a recent update. I decided to check out the picture section and found some amazing pictures of a woman named Capri. She was pregnant, but not as if she was just about to give birth, and looking at her, I felt my cock begin to harden on its own. In a short time, my erection would have become hard to conceal too and I began to stroke myself. It didn’t take much longer to bring myself to full attention. I could feel myself getting close, could feel a column of sperm starting to rise up from my ball, ready to shoot out of me. It was at that moment a thought came to me. Instead of the fertile Capri looking longingly at me, I could see my Vickie…could see the swell of her belly and full breasts that were the result of our lust. I stopped stroking myself and made myself calm down. No doubt I could have recovered quickly from my first orgasm in weeks, but I wanted the first spurt out of my cock to be the most potent.

By the time I heard Vickie turn off the shower, I had recovered enough to be out of immediate danger. I was now semi-erect but it wouldn’t take much to re-awaken the dozing serpent. Sorry folks. That was bad. Anyway, I went to the bathroom door and stepped into the steamy interior. Vickie was toweling herself off. I could feel myself stirring as I looked at the incredible woman that I shared my life (and bed) with. I seemed to have left my towel back in the den so I was standing before her naked too. She glanced down and could see that I might have something else in mind other than making dinner. Her look betrayed her lust and I could tell that I probably wasn’t going to have to talk her into what I had in mind. At least what she thought I had in mind.

As I walked to her she let her towel drop to the floor. When I reached her, our arms encircled each other, pressing or bodies together as we shared a deep kiss. I brought my hand to one of her breasts and began to gently knead it at first and then to lightly trace over it with my finger tips, ending at her hardening nipple. I could feel her breath on my ear as she sighed, “Oh Bobby…”

Although I’m more than capable of picking my wife up in my arms and carrying her a fair distance, I didn’t want to break the mood by accidentally knocking her head against the door jamb as I carried her to bed. So instead, I took her by the hand and lead her over to our king sized bed. Again we kissed but now both hands went to work on her breasts. By now, my cock was thrusting upward between us and I could feel the warmth of her belly on the underside of my cock. Her belly is exactly where I wanted my cock to be and soon enough it would be. Vickie tried to stroke my penis but I stopped her to have us both lie down. I would need no help getting as hard as I could ever hope to be and I knew I was about to have the best sex of my life. I wanted to make sure Vickie was as hot as a cat on a hot tin roof (thanks, Tennessee!)

I lay on top of her and kissed her lips before moving down to her neck. Vickie loved to be snuggled on her neck, and I wasted no time. Her scent was the most wonderful thing I had ever smelled in my life as far as I was concerned up to the present moment. From her neck, I worked my way down to her breasts. By the way Vickie’s nipples were swollen into her own two small erections, I could tell that my pussy (cat) was heating up. Soon I found my face between her legs and then I was spreading her pussy lips with my fingers, exposing her glistening inner folds and I enjoyed desert before my supper. Her taste was the most wonderful thing I had ever tasted in my life as far as I was concerned up to the present moment. I slipped a finger deep into her so that I could feel the tip of her womb with the tip of my finger. My finger and the object of my desire began to do a little dance and I heard Vickie moan (not too) softly. Perhaps Vickie hadn’t played with her battery operated “toy” in two weeks either because within just a few minutes, she suddenly arched her back and I could feel her muscles spasm around my fingers. I stopped stroking her slit with my tongue but left my finger in her pussy. After going down on her, I knew that she usually had no trouble coming again quickly once I started sliding my (condom covered) cock in and out of her. I really wanted us to come together and I knew it wouldn’t take me long before I released that first hot spurt into the unknown. By now, that poor pussy was starting to howl.

I raised myself up and kneeled between her wonderful thighs that were spread wide, exposing her marvelous pussy. Did I mention that what little hair Vickie has, she keeps closely trimmed? If I get myself into a semi-comfortable position, I can enjoy the sight of my shaft pumping in and out between those tasty lips. Now I leaned closer so that I could reach her slit with head of my cock. I was going to see how far Vickie would let me take this before I had to resort to other means. I noticed a drop of clear fluid seeping from the hole at the tip of my dick as I started to rub the head between her lips.

“Mmmmm…you should put a rubber on first,” Vickie said in a voice just above a whisper. Well I guess I didn’t get too far. On to plan B.

“In a minute. This just feels so good, doesn’t, babe?”

“ Uh-huh, but this probably isn’t the best time to be taking chances,” she said and gave a sharp inhale as I slid myself over her pouting clit.

“Probably?” I asked.

Mmmmm…yeah, I had my period about two weeks ago.”

“Is that so? And that makes this a bad time for me to do this?” I asked as I leaned forward on my elbows and my cock slid half way into her. My weight was off of her completely, but we remained connected.

“Uh…yeah,” she breathed hard, “I might get pregnant, as if you didn’t have a clue…oh my God!” and I could feel her pussy kind of jerk around my cock.

I stopped stoking and leaned back, keeping my cock buried half way. Looking down on this beautiful woman spread wide before me I said, “You know…I found this website. You might call it porn but it’s definitely about sex.” I proceeded to tell her about Impregnorium and how turned on I had become lately by the thought of possibly getting her pregnant. I had to fight the urge to slide further into her because I had begun to feel the tide rise as I told her how I felt (and felt how her pussy briefly gripped me again.)

“I don’t know, honey. I was thinking maybe trying sometime next year…”

“Tell you what,” I grinned. “How about if I just do this until you cum again and I’ll pull out and finish wearing a rubber?” I smiled (innocently enough, I thought.)

“Are you close?”

“Um, no, I’m OK. Come on honey…it feels so good doesn’t it?” I leaned forward to nuzzle her neck and that sealed the deal.

“OK, but just be careful.”

I was in! I got back into position and slipped all the way in with one, smooth stroke. I leaned forward so my chest pressed against her breasts and she wrapped her arms around me.

“So what do you like best about this Dan and Sally’s place you found?” she practically grunted.

I proceed to try to tell her about the great place I had found and the more I told her about it, the closer I got as I continued to stroke in and out. Vickie was fucking me as hard as I had begun to fuck her. “Are you close?” I breathed hard.

“Yeah…are you? Maybe you should stop and put a rubber on?” she breathed back.

“No, I’m good…I’m not stopping until you come.”

“Baby…are you sure?” she said looking in my eyes.

“Why? Afraid there’s something in my balls that will make that flat belly of yours swell up?” I asked teasingly and I began to thrust faster. “Afraid I’ve got something white, hot and sticky working it’s way up my shaft, getting ready to splash deep into you? AFRAID I’M GOING TO FUCK A BABY INTO YOU?!” I gasped as I lost it and felt myself unload deep inside her. I had hoped to hold out until Vickie did cum, but it was no use. It didn’t matter, either. As the first wave splashed against the walls of her pussy, it was more than enough to trigger another orgasm in my wife, despite her wide eyed look of surprise.

Another pent up spurt followed the first and then another, each a little weaker than the one before. At last they stopped and I was left with an indescribable feeling as her juices and mine mingled around my now softening cock.

“Oh, honey…what did you do?!” she moaned.

“Wow…that was…incredible,” I said starting to catch my breath. “Sorry, babe. That came out of nowhere. I really got carried away there. Do you really think you’ll get pregnant?” I asked trying to sound concerned.

“God…I don’t know…yeah…probably,”

I had taken her in my arms and began stroking her damp hair. With my other hand, I began to stroke her tummy.

“So right now, my little guys are trying to swim all the way up here and do some mischief?” I asked as I kissed her head. “So three months from now there could be a little bulge here so you can’t snap those tight shorts and these wonderful breasts could be too big for that hot little top you were wearing today? Do you have any idea how hot you got me today? Do you know that I almost jerked off while you were in the shower? My sperm starting to ooze from that fabulous (and fertile) pussy of yours could have ended up safely in a piece of Kleenex in the waste basket in the den? Do you know that we’re going to continue to play this little game from now on? Maybe I’ll (be able) pull out and maybe I won’t. Maybe my balls are going to shoot their load deep into you. Maybe your cervix is going to dip into that load and maybe my seed will find its way deep inside of you and maybe I’ll give you a baby. What do you think of that?”

I had my answer as soon as she pressed her mouth to mine and slipped her tongue between my lips.