All characters are over 18. This is a story about a couple wanting a baby but requiring outside help. Stop reading if this bothers you.
I know this story has been done to death and pass on it if you like. I just have the interactions in my head and need to put them down on...whatever this is.
Stephanie rocked her pelvis to meet the thrusts of her husband's cock. He felt so good inside her and maybe it was her imagination but he felt bigger, more powerful than ever before. Part of it could have been he'd never been inside her without a condom, but she could feel something else. Perhaps it was because she allowed him to take charge and mount her from above. Whatever the reason, she felt a thrill shoot through her, something she hadn't experienced since she met him. He seemed to drive more deeply into her hitting her cervix. How could that be? she wondered.
Tyler's eyes were glued to his wife's flopping tits as he slammed hard into her tight pussy...her bare pussy as she'd always been like that. He'd often wondered if she had blonde or dark pubes but he never asked and she'd kept regular waxing appointments. He always wanted to have sex without a rubber but she was always afraid of getting pregnant. This felt incredible and now questioned whether he'd ever be happy going back. His cock had never felt so hard, so sensitive as he felt more of her than he'd thought possible.
He pulled out so that just the tip was inside her, then plunged into the slick hole as deeply as he could reveling in the feeling of her pussy gripping his cock. He'd started with his usual tender lovemaking but picked up speed and power as she seemed to like it the more aggressively he thrust into her. He heard a new squeak in the bedframe, but perhaps it was always there and his increased arousal was the cause. He'd been happily surprised when they got naked and she laid on her back. She always wanted to be on top whether so he could easily play with her tits or as she'd said, she could never cum when on the bottom. He'd always thought it was so she could be in control but who was he to argue?
Tyler and Stephanie Martin had been married for four years and at 27 they decided it was the ideal time to give their parents the grandchild they'd been wanting. Well, at least his mother and her parents. Tyler's dad was not really in the picture after cheating on his wife. Tyler's brother was gay and was out of the running, and Stephanie's sister had taken her vows so it was on them to keep their lines going. Just about everyone who knew them thought they were the most beautiful couple they'd met. Both were nordic blonds, tall, fit, and athletic.
At 5' 11", 112 lbs, Stephanie had been the star of her college volleyball team. The blonde was not just fit but had a body most men lusted after. Tear-drop-shaped breasts, narrow waist, wide baby-making hips, and long slender legs. Their home games were well attended in part because the guys loved watching her jump. She'd dated a lot and many men wanted to do more than just have a fling with her, but it was Tyler who'd succeeded in getting her into a long-term relationship. They'd played tennis, and when Tyler took off his shirt and she'd seen those abs she felt something that no other boy had triggered. Her ex-boyfriend was mostly out of shape, not overly bright but...well, he knew his way around her body, especially with his tongue. Sadly, that was all he brought to the table, the couch, the bed...any surface actually.
She and Tyler had so many similar features some thought they were fraternal twins. Both were blond-haired, blue-eyed, and tall. Tyler was 6' 2", 192 lbs., and fit. He was starting point guard and had he not blown out his knee his senior year was projected to have been a 1st round draft pick, but as he was top of his class his future was still bright. There were still scouts who'd wanted him to try out after rehabbing his knee but he decided to leverage his MBA.
Had she not met Tyler she might have tried out for the Olympic team but their senior year they'd become lab partners which then became bed partners after she broke up with her current boyfriend. It was strange but both experienced comments urging them to procreate as they started to date. "You will have the most incredible kids," people said. Stephanie just blushed and Tyler shook his head upon hearing these comments.
Their wedding was a huge affair and every guy wanted a dance with the bride. Stephanie's painted-on dress was not designed for excessive movements and she was constantly having to pull the bodice up over her large breasts. More than once various guests were awarded a preview of what Tyler was to enjoy that night. She also got to meet Tyler's father who showed up uninvited but rather than make a scene was allowed to stay. He could have been Tyler's older brother, blond, blue-eyed, fit, 6' 3" except without Tyler's cleft chin. Tyler scowled at her when Richard Martin asked her to dance, but she took his hand anyhow. It was just a single dance but one she remembered. Every guy pressed their firm cocks against her, but Richard's cock seemed the hardest and hit her right on her clit. But it was his hands she remembered most. Huge, able to stroke her as if her dress weren't keeping him from her nakedness underneath. She was breathless when she thanked him before another man took her into his arms.
Tyler had been relieved when Stephanie and his father had separated. All he heard from his mom over the last eight years was what a slut his father was. How he wanted to screw every woman he met. Even though this was a very public reception he still felt a need to keep an eye on the man. It turned out he had been right as Susan, Stephanie's maid of honor left with Richard. He remembered the distraught look on Mark's face as his girlfriend told him she was leaving with the much older man.
Even though they were sexually active before the wedding, both were revved up by the time they arrived at their hotel room and got little sleep. Tyler had the images of his friends checking out Stephanie's top while Stephanie replayed all the hard cocks pressed against her. Neither discussed their triggers but both enjoyed the passions that took them through the night. The one tiny drawback was Tyler's wish that his wife would have been even the slightest bit subservient. She preferred being on top, did not like giving oral sex, hated her anus to be touched, and liked to control the pace. On the other hand, just being able to fuck this Norse goddess was a huge thrill. As he enjoyed his wife's body he thought about how all his friends were most likely jerking off wishing they could be right where he was now.
Now here they were, hoping to start with having the first perfect kid. Tyler had been told by friends trying to get pregnant kills the mood but those guys weren't coupling with the most beautiful woman in the world. Stephanie was grunting with each thrust which was new as she'd never been vocal. His balls had that pleasant ache but he was holding back waiting for her second orgasm. Normally that was no issue as the rubber dulled the intense pleasure of her tight pussy but he had to try to think of other things now that he was unsheathed.
Stephanie felt Tyler slow down, perhaps worried he'll cum before she can again, "babe, don't worry about me. I want your sperm inside me, cum inside my fertile womb," she panted.
Tyler gave up his attempt to stave off the inevitable and felt the aching in his balls rapidly peak, "Oh, fuck! Sorry Steph," he moaned as he exploded inside her. His face was clenched as he felt the most intense orgasm of his life. He happily felt huge spurts of cum release with each thrust and had the longest orgasm he remembered. After he felt the final few spasms spurt the last of his hopefully potent sperm he collapsed onto his wife, panting as if he'd completed one of his morning runs.
Stephanie stroked his back almost feeling her husband's sperm finding her fallopian tubes in search of the egg. She stroked his back while thinking of the upcoming test. No trying and trying without success for them. She knew there would be two red bars. Her friends warned her that this would be no walk in the park, but when you hold your baby for the first time you forget all the pain and discomfort. She felt Tyler still pumping into her and realized he was still hard. "Yes, baby. Fuck me again. I want more of your cum inside me," she sighed.
Soon the bed was again squeaking and Tyler could feel his first load squishing out and his ball sack slapping wetly against Stephanie's ass. 'Damn! I never knew a pussy could feel so good,' he thought as he heard his wife gasp that she was cumming. Why hadn't she ever let him screw her without a raincoat between cycles he wondered, this is a 100x better feeling, he thought.
The blonde felt her husband's cock slam hard into her with an urgency and power she'd never thought he had in him. He'd always been a gentle lover, lasting as long as it took for her to cum but now there was something animalistic about him...something she didn't recognize...something she liked...a lot. "Oh, fuck!" she spat as the agonizing ache peaked and exploded through her, "fuck, fuck, fuck, ooooohhhhh, fuck!"
Hearing Stephanie say fuck with such passion was all it took for Tyler to dump his second load of sperm inside his wife's vagina.
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Stephanie looked at the stick and groaned. She'd been told that she most likely would be trying for a few months before they got pregnant, but they were the perfect couple and the normal rules never applied before. She then smiled thinking how intense their love-making had become once they no longer needed the condoms. He felt larger and more powerful now that he no longer had to use the 'raincoat' as he called it.
Perhaps trying longer will be more fun, she thought. Tyler hated the 'no sex for the week' leading up to her fertile period but was eager to make up for lost time once she was ripe. At least he attended to her needs getting her off orally every night during the week leading up to her prime time. He was good with his tongue which she'd limited in the past as she had no desire to reciprocate. Tyler seemed happy enough without it and her ex's demands for constant blowjobs made her hate giving them. Then again, he rewarded her after she'd got him hard with a hard fucking that turned her world upside down.
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"Fuck me, fuck my fertile pussy, baby. Use my pussy any way you want," Stephanie moaned. 'Damn! Tyler seems even bigger than last month,' she thought, 'and his balls seem bigger...heavier.' The thought of how much cum was stored up ready to flood her womb.
Tyler looked down at his beautiful wife. Not having to wear the raincoat was one thing, but being on top and thrusting hard between her legs was also a treat. He never complained about making love to his wife with her being on top. She was happiest like that but did allow him a few minutes on top when they first started. She usually liked being in control but she was told that her being prone enhanced the possibility of impregnation.
Stephanie swallowed her pride seeing the lust on her husband's face knowing he liked being in control. She heard herself urging him to fuck her...to use her pussy as he wished. She knew it was the male imperative to dominate the female and if this leads to a cute little blonde-haired girl in nine months, she'll lie back like a good wife. After she gets pregnant perhaps she'll let him do her from behind...though maybe not. Too degrading. She stroked his chest and played with his nipples knowing he liked that.
