#conception

Of course you’re right to be careful not to get pregnant until you’re in a committed relationship. But that doesn’t stop the cravings, does it? Especially when you’re ovulating. You’re not just horny and you don’t just want to fuck. You want to know that millions of sperm are beginning their search for your egg as you feel a thick, hard cock shoot a big, warm load of cum deep inside you. You want it even though you know it wouldn’t be smart.

I have thoughts like yours. I love knowing you are not on any birth control and I love knowing that you are right in the middle of your cycle. I love knowing when you cup my heavy balls and smear the pre-cum that leaks from my cockhead that you can’t help but think about the week’s worth of sperm I made just for you. I love slipping my hand between your legs and finding your pussy soaking wet already. I love parting your lips and circling your clit with my middle and index fingers until you cum hard so your pussy is ready to take the full length of my rigid cock. I love slipping my cockhead past your entrance and gliding my entire shaft into you until I’m balls-deep. I love fucking you slowly at first but gradually faster, bottoming out every time. I love hooking my elbows under your knees, lifting and opening you to even deeper thrusts. I love spurting strong jets of my sperm-rich semen against your convulsing cervix as we climax together and I fill your pussy to overflowing. And finally I love holding you in that position to give my boys the best chance to do the job for which I made them. 

So we think alike, and the question is: What are we going to do about it?

“The duality of our time”

The dawn breaks. In the new light the first thing my eyes find is you. The soft rays accentuating your curves, caressing your skin. As I do now. With my hands you are now awake. We kiss.

Now my mouth moves away from yours. I am nibbling at your ears. Nuzzling at your neck. My fingers wander to your breasts. Circling your nipples, hard with excitement. I move to suckle on them too. Now my hand moves down further, between your legs. And to my delight I find your slit already slick with the wetness of your excitement. Excitement at what we are to do this morning.

For today is the day you ovulate. And we do not want to waste any time

Your hands have been busy too. They caress my balls, rub my penis, and now I am fully engorged. It didn’t take long, but we are ready. I hasten to position myself over you, and plunge between your labia and into the wonders within.

The wet pleasure of your warmth envelops me. It is our first time bare and the sensations are new. They drive me wild. Your legs wrap around me, beckoning me in further. You let out a low moan.

I start to thrust. Breathing becomes shorter, shallower. I can feel your heartbeat quicken, pulsing in your vaginal wall. I’m quivering. The air is electric with the strength and stench of our passion. I’m losing myself completely within you, until with one word you bring me back.

“Faster”, your eyes beg. I nod. It’s all I can manage. I lean back and bring your legs up onto my shoulders. I thrust again. And again.

I’m pushing deeper and faster than ever before. Your moans are coming more louder now. Building to a crescendo. Your breasts bouncing in rhythm. I’m lost, hopelessly lost. Grunting. Straining with every movement. And now your moans are screams.

Your eyes roll back. Your back arches. And now your body is convulsing in ecstasy. It pushes me over the edge. With one final thrust I plunge to the hilt within you.

Once, twice, thrice - I shudder as the power of my orgasm runs through me. Spilling each spurt of semen deeply. With pleasure you feel the warmth of my ejaculate as it spreads within you, pooling around your cervix at the opening to your womb.

Spent, we fold into each other’s arms and doze. Waiting until the new day has fully begun. And waiting for my sperm to reach your egg. Waiting for the beginning of a new life.