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Earl was married and lived in another city - we had met through a historical re-enactment group. We were hanging out one night and drank a little and not too long after that he was sliding his hard cock between my legs, making me cum long and hard on him. We made arrangements to see each other on occasional weekends - he was married after all and had four children with his wife.

I went to a weekend gathering in the city he lived in and we met up at a mutual friend's apartment. I was 21 and he was 47 - a wiry biker and Vietnam veteran. In a flash I was naked and sucking him on the couch as he fingered me deeply, driving me crazy - we normally used condoms when we got to the actual fucking part.

He pulled me to the edge of the couch and began to bare fuck me slowly, making sure he was deep inside me with each stroke; I could feel his cock twitch inside me.

"I'm going to get you pregnant," he said as he sank into my pussy again. I squirmed and tried to get away from him at first - he held me down and impaled me on his cock. He kept pistoning his cock inside me as he told me how he was going to fill me with his seed; I was going to swell up and everyone would know how I spread my legs for men; then he rammed it deep with a grunt and erupted inside me, pumping his seed right into my fertile womb.

I was terrified. 21, pregnant by a married man in another state - not a good place to jump into life. But the more he talked and touched me the more excited I was - by the end of the afternoon I was begging him to breed me and he was blowing his fourth load into my babymaker.

That night I stayed at the friends apartment before driving home. He huffed and puffed and pumped his live load into my pussy - but I already knew I was pregnant by Earl - I could feel it.

Sure enough a couple of weeks later it was official - I was pregnant. I called Earl and let him know I was full of his baby - he laughed and told me it was what I deserved for letting men cum in me, then hung up. I called the mutual friend who assumed it was his and right away proposed and wanted to play house.

He moved to my city and looked for work occasionally, but mostly he rubbed my belly and pumped more cum in me. In the end, I lost the baby and we broke up when I didn't get pregnant immediately. Now I'm getting married soon and I can't wait for my husband to impregnate me - I still think about how it felt when Earl told me he was doing it intentionally and filled me with his baby.