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This is a true story of how my lover and I used my husband's sperm to knock me up.

For months, since my lover and I had first become intimate, I often had the feeling when he came in me that I wish he had the capability to inseminate me. However, after the birth of his last child, his wife informed him that birth control was no longer her responsibility and if he wanted to have her bareback, he was the one that needed to do something about it.

That being said, and knowing how men hate rubbers, he went through with a vasectomy.

For some time, my husband and I have been thinking about having a child, so one day it hit me how I could have the security and lifestyle with my husband, but still have the feeling that I had given my lover the ultimate a woman can give a man...that being allowing him to knowingly get her pregnant.

I carefully tracked my cycle as well as the travel schedule of my husband and my lover.

On the morning when I knew I ovulating from the change in my discharge and also from a predictor kit, I popped out of bed, went to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, put just a hint of cologne on, and was quickly back in bed before my husband awakened.

As his eyes opened and he felt my hand in his pajama bottoms, there was no doubt in his mind what I wanted.

He kissed me, told he would be right back and it was a matter of minutes before he returned from the bathroom...naked and hard as a rock.

He was back in bed and I'm sure he thought it was his skill in bed that had me hotter than I have been in quite some time. I wanted and needed him in me as I knew today was the day my lover would be knocking me up!

It is not unusual that I ask my husband to wear a rubber when I have appointments, for much as I hate the feel of rubbers, I hate it even more when I am at an appointment or business meeting and I feel a huge glob of cum drip out of me. Today, the type appointment I was going on was not one that I would have to worry about cum dripping out of me, as there would be plenty more being put in me throughout the day as we had a suite reserved at the Marriott. Truly I knew that by the end of the day I would be leaking like a river.

As my husband was moving between my legs in preparation for mounting me, I asked him if he would mind using a rubber as I had an appointment later that morning. He didn't think this to be at all unusual, and quite frankly, as much as he wanted me right then, he would have done anything I asked.

Reaching into the nightstand, he took out a rubber, opened it and put it on the bed beside me as he always does as he knows how much I hate them and that I like him to go bareback until the last minute, then put it on, take a few more strokes and cum in me.

As he once again moved between my legs, then lowered himself as I guided the head of his hardened penis into my now throughly soaked slit, as he slipped into me he whispered in my ear "hon, you are like a furnace" To that I replied "must be that I am due to ovulate tomorrow and my body is just getting ready for you a day early"

Hearing those words, he asked if this was going to be the month that we tried for a baby and I assured him "yes, without question" Little did he know that if my plan worked, I would already be pregnant by the time he thought he was knocking me up.

I don't know if it was what I had told him, or just the fact that I was so turned on, but he seemed harder, longer and thicker than he has ever felt.

He brought me to my first orgasm, and when I came back to reality and could once again think, it was then I decided I had to tell him to put the rubber on because if I was in the middle of my next orgasm, I knew I would not want him to stop at that time and I had to have his sperm laden semen in the rubber, not in me.

"Are you certain you don't want me to cum in you in the event you are ovulating today already?" he asked. "Yes, I would love to, but you know how much it bugs me to leak when I am at an appointment" With that, I released my arms from his body as a signal for him to withdraw and cover up.

I think he set a record in donning the rubber and reentering me. Knowing my plan was now working, I no longer thought about anything but making him cum like he has never cum before.

He did not disappoint me as he rode me as fast and as deep as possible. It was but a short time before I felt him make that final push into me as I felt the throbbing I recognized.

Reluctantly, he pulled out, removed the rubber, tied it in a knot and tossed it in the waste basket as he always does.

As we both got ready as usual, I couldn't keep my mind off the sperm laden rubber in the basket.

He was ready before me as usual, so when he kissed me goodbye it was business as usual as far as he was concerned.

The minute I heard the garage door close, I was in the waste basket, retreiving the rubber and its contents. I untied it and drained the liquid into a small glass vial. I then put the vial in the front pocket of my skirt as I wanted to be certain it stayed nice and warm until it was placed deep inside me.

As I drove to the office, my mind thought about nothing but the vial in my pocket and what was coming by mid morning.

As usual, I left the office and everyone expected I was going out on sales calls as I usually do 2 or 3 days per week.

Driving into the underground garage at the hotel as I had so many time before, my heart was beating like wild.

I entered the elevator and took it to the floor where I knew my lover was waiting.

As I exited the elevator, I quickly called him on my cell, did not wait for him to answer and knew that he would recognize my number and have the door open for me.

I was not disappointed as I saw him standing in the doorway as I approached the suite.

Closing the door, it was but a matter of seconds before I was in his arms, our lips met and our hands begin removing each others clothes as we had done so many times before.

Just before he was ready to unzip my skirt, I stopped him, looked him in the eye and told him I had a surprise for him.

"You know how I always tell you I wish you could knock me up?" "Well, today that is going to become a reality" as I reached into my pocket, removed the vial and told him what was in it.

He didn't understand at first, but as I outlined my plan, I found him harder than he has ever been in the 8 months we have been seeing each other.

I carefully placed the vial and a rubber, and some oil on the nightstand, then turned back to him as he finished removing my clothes.

I took him bareback as I always did, even when I knew I was ovulating because I knew he could not impregnate me.

After my first orgasm, I asked him to put the rubber on. He opened it, then as he held it, I poured the contents out of the vial into the tip before he rolled it on.

Before he entered me, I reached over for the oil. It was oil that I knew from going on the condom manufacturers website that would cause the rubber to deteriorate and break.

He reentered me, and I have to admit the sex was the best we have ever had. I felt him harden and lengthen as I usually do before he cums, but this time it was different. This time, the additonal growth of his penis along with the weakened state of the rubber caused me to feel a sudden wetness deep inside me. I knew that the rubber had broken and my husband's sperm laden semen was now finding it's way to my waiting egg.

He must have felt it as well for it was but a matter of seconds before I felt an additional wetness that was filled with heat as he came in me like he has never cum before.

He withdrew and then slipped a pillow under me so the sperm would not run out.

As he kissed and fondled me, we both knew that the sperm were seeking the rippened egg within me.

After 30 minutes, we figured the job was either done or not, so we got down to our normal lovemaking and spent the remainder of the day in an out of bed.

The next day, my husband took me out for dinner, dancing and the night ended with him thinking he was taking me home to breed me....little did he know that when he shot his first load in me that I was already 36 hours pregnant!