Pin Me Down and Noc Me Up

-Hey, everyone! A female reader asked me to explore some impregnation material so this is what I came up with. (With a little firebird flare, of course.) I hope you all like it. I had a lot of fun writing it and I'm really happy with how it turned out. As always, be sure to leave a comment with anything you'd like to see written in the future or if you have any ideas for future chapters.

All characters are 18+ yrs old.

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"I just think you should think it over is all."

"I'll think about it, okay?" Jessica replied. "I've gotta go or I'll be late."

"Okay, have a good time." Chris replied before leaning in and kissing her goodbye.

Jessica breathed a sigh as she closed her car door and chewed on her bottom lip, deep in thought. This conversation had been going on between her and her husband Chris for a few weeks now and she still wasn't decided. Taking a deep breath, she started her car and pulled out of the driveway. The bakery was just a few minutes away and she was soon heading in the small, local shop. She was meeting her friend, Chelsea, for coffee. Jessica and Chelsea had been friends since high school and had gone to the same college together, as well. Chelsea smiled and waved at her when she noticed her friend walk in. Jessica returned the wave and held up a finger to indicate she'd be there shortly as she strode to the counter to order a coffee and a scone. A minute later, she was sitting across from her friend with a steaming cup of dark roast and a sweet pastry wrapped in wax paper.

"Hey, girl!" Chelsea greeted. "How have ya been?"

"I'm good, how are you?" Jessica responded.

"Ugh, work!" Chelsea said, rolling her eyes. "There's this new girl who just transferred into our department and she's always causing drama and arguments with everyone else. I mean seriously, when you're new somewhere, just don't rock the boat, ya know? Like, who does this girl think she...bla...bla...bla..."

Jessica began to zone out of Chelsea's story. She was definitely a bit of a gossip and Jessica had heard nearly every detail of her office dynamics before. Who was dating who, who had cheated on their SO, who was causing trouble, et cetera. Jessica's mind was still focused on the conversation she had cut off with Chris earlier. She didn't even notice Chelsea trying to get her attention until her fingers snapped in front of her.

"Helloooo?" Chelsea asked. "Earth to Jessica, come in Jessica, anyone home Jessica?"

"Oh, jeez, I'm sorry!" Jessica startled back to reality. "I was just zoning out there a bit."

"Really? I couldn't tell." Chelsea joked. "So what's on your mind then?"

Jessica hesitated, not sure if she wanted to talk about this right now.

"Come on, girl." Chelsea whined. "You can tell me anything. I only gossip about people from the office. So, what is it? Spit it out, lady."

"It's about Chris." Jessica relented.

"Oh my god, don't tell me he cheated on you!" Chelsea gasped.

"NO!" Jessica protested. "No, no, no. Nothing like that. He's amazing. He would never cheat on me."

"Good thing for him. I woulda killed him if he cheated on you!" Chelsea said, with a wink. "Then what is it that's wrong?"

"Well..." Jessica started. "He wants to have kids."

"Yeah, so? I thought you wanted to have kids one day, too."

"I do! It's just...it's a big step. I'm only twenty three and he's only twenty four. Don't you think that's too young? We've only been married for a year now."

"Girl," Chelsea sipped her latte, "You got yourself a good man. Quite a hunk, I might add. He has a good job. You have a nice house. You love each other. Why not let him put a bun in your oven?"

Jessica's cheeks flushed red at Chelsea's nonchalant description of the act.

"I don't know, I'm still nervous. Like I said, it's a big step." Jessica answered.

"Okay, take some advice from ya girl." Chelsea continued chewing her biscuit. "His birthday is next month, right?"

Jessica nodded.

"Okay, so let that be his birthday present. Tell him not to bring it up again and then surprise him on his birthday."

Jessica sipped on her coffee, thoughtfully, mulling the idea over in her head.

"At least consider it." Chelsea added. "That's the way I would go. Now let me get back to my story."

Jessica and Chelsea chatted for a while longer about nothing particularly important until they had gotten all their stories and gossip out.

"Just remember what I said, girl." Chelsea shouldered her purse. "You'll be fine."

Chelsea motioned her hand in a circle out from her stomach, mimicking a pregnant belly, and winked before she waved to the barista and went to her car. Jessica just shook her head and blew out a breath and said goodbye to the barista as well, following her friend out the door.

Jessica spent the next couple days idly mulling over what Chelsea had suggested. The more she thought about it, the more she shockingly found herself agreeing with her crazy friend. Pulling out her phone one afternoon, she looked at the calendar app to see what day Chris's birthday fell on. Perfect! His birthday fell on a Sunday this year. She knew Chris wouldn't ask for any gift or anything so this made things easy for her. A Sunday in October, she knew he would want to watch football, him being a huge Pittsburgh Steelers fan. She would fix him a sandwich and an ice-cold beer and let him watch his football game without her in the room. Then...she would let him have sex with her, no condoms, no pills. Completely bare and finishing inside her.

Now that Jessica had resolved herself to this, she began to make some plans. She had an idea in her mind of how she wanted it to go down and, for that, she would need to order a few items online. As the weeks passed, she made sure to be home whenever one of the packages arrived so she could quickly hide them from her hubby before he accidentally stumbled across them. Chris didn't bring up having children again which was a relief for Jessica. She was terrible at keeping secrets and was sure he would read something in her face that would ruin her surprise if he asked her about it.

The days couldn't pass fast or slow enough for Jessica. She was filled with excitement and bundles of nerves at the same time. The day did finally come though. Jessica woke up at her usual time of eight o'clock. Chris was still snoring away next to her. She extricated herself from his arms, slowly, as to not disturb him, and went off to shower and get dressed. She spent the morning nervously watching TV and just killing time until she heard the shower turn on, indicating that Chris was awake. Twenty minutes later, he ambled from the bedroom and down to the living room. Jessica greeted him with a flying hug and a big smile.

"Happy Birthday, baby!" She greeted him.

Chris stumbled a bit as his wife's petite body collided into him unexpectedly before he smiled and returned the embrace, kissing the top of her head.

"Thank you, Jess." He chuckled.

"Come, come." Jessica ordered, pulling him toward the living room couch. "You slept in, goofy. Your game is starting in twenty minutes. Sit."

Jessica pushed him gently backwards onto the couch.

"Just let me get a drink first." Chris started to rise.

"Sit your butt down, mister!" Jessica commanded, jumping on his lap to straddle him and push him back down to the cushion. Her boobs squished against his face. "I'll take care of it. You watch your pregame show or whatever it is."

She gave him a quick peck on the lips before rising from his lap and strolling off into the kitchen. She could almost feel his gaze watching her ass bounce with each step as she left and was very glad she had chosen some booty shorts this morning.

'Need to get that bad boy warming up for the main event later tonight.' She thought, as she opened the fridge.

Pulling out ingredients, she began to make a sandwich the way she knew Chris liked. Foot long sesame roll, turkey, mayo, honey mustard, pickles, onions. She thought it was a pretty generic combination, but he always ordered that whenever they went out for subs. She finished it off by cutting the sandwich into quarters and arranging them on a plate. She waited until she heard the Sunday afternoon NFL music come on, signaling the impending start of the game before she reached up to remove a glass mug from the cupboard and poured a cold beer into it. With that, she grabbed a small bag of potato chips and gently clamped her teeth around the end of the bag. With her hands free, she picked up the mug and plate and sashayed into the living room to where her husband was seated.

He looked up at her as she came to stand by him holding the food. She slowly leaned down, bending only at the waist, and set the plate and drink on the coffee table. She knew he was getting a good view of her robust cleavage from the way she was positioned. Holding eye contact with him, she lowered even further, setting the bag of chips next to the plate and releasing it from her mouth. Rising back up, she stepped toward him and once again straddled his lap, facing him.

"Is that good, daddy?" she asked in an innocent little girl voice that was anything but innocent.

Chris just stared up at her, speechless, and nodded, stammering out an affirmative yes. His hands came up to grip her cushiony hips and his face buried into her neck and soft, pillowy mounds on her chest, as he gently kissed and groped her. She allowed him to indulge himself in her body, feeling his excitement pressing into her through his pants.

"Oh, look! Kickoff Is starting!" Jessica suddenly exclaimed, bouncing up from his lap. "Enjoy your game, baby!"

Jessica pranced out of the living room and upstairs to their bedroom before her poor hubby could protest. She giggled as she stretched out on the bed.

'You're an evil bitch, Jessica.' She thought to herself as she opened Netflix on her laptop. 'He is going to destroy you later, you little minx!'

The next couple hours were pretty simple. Jessica left him alone to enjoy his guy time with his Steelers. Occasionally, she would sneak out to the second-floor railing that overlooked the living room and watch him. He was completely immersed in the game and quietly enjoyed his sandwich and beer. Once in a while he would shout something at the TV in either excitement or disappointment as the plays transpired. Jessica couldn't believe how easy it was to make a guy happy. Make him a sandwich and leave him alone with his sports for a few hours on Sunday? She could definitely handle that. She carefully monitored how much time was left in the game so that she could perfectly time her next gift. Her nerves continued to build with each passing minute and she could swear time was punishing her for being a tease by going slower.

With a few minutes left on the game clock, Jessica pulled out all the items she had ordered for today. Stripping down, she slipped on the shirt and bottoms she had picked out. Next, she put her long brown hair up into a ponytail and fit the ring gag that she had ordered into her mouth, buckling it behind her. A leather collar that said 'kitten' followed that. Finally, she clicked some handcuffs onto her left wrist before putting her hands behind her back and doing the same to her other, leaving her hands locked away behind her. Standing in front of her full-length mirror, she looked herself up and down and was very pleased with what she saw.

Her body was very much on display in the outfit she had on. She had gone for some simple, black bikini bottoms with side ties. They were so small and revealing and she would never consider wearing them in public but they accentuated her wide, baby-making hips perfectly made her fat ass and slim waist look so amazing, she knew Chris would love them. The only other article of clothing she was wearing that wasn't a collar, gag, or cuffs, was her shirt.

She had ordered the shirt online. It was a tank top style, but, like the bottoms, it wasn't suitable for public. It was so small and tight, it was laughable to think it was a shirt. Her large Double-D breast were squished up and spilling out the top and sides. It made her cleavage and side boobs look fantastic. On the front of the shirt was some simple giant lettering that read 'PIN ME DOWN AND KNOCK ME UP'. The word 'PIN' was stretched and distorted by her boobs but it was still all perfectly legible.

Swallowing down her saliva as best she could with her mouth locked open, she began to sneak down the stairs and into the living room. She stopped a few yards behind the couch and just waited. The game was winding the final seconds down and Jessica noticed the Steelers were winning by a comfortable margin which made her happy that he would be happy.

As the game ended and the clock changed to final score, Chris downed the remainder of his drink and stood up to go to the kitchen and get another one. He froze as he noticed Jessica stood there and his eyes widened in shock as he took in her appearance. She just stood there, obediently, and let him eye-fuck her until whenever he decided to take action. It didn't take long. As he read the writing on her shirt, Jessica noticed an immediate change in his demeanor. His eyes narrowed and took on a more aggressive look. Jessica's breath caught with excitement as she watched her amazing, kind, gentle husband transform into a predator right before her eyes.

She could tell the moment his primal instincts to breed took over and within seconds, he was strolling toward her. He stood in front of her, towering over his five foot two wife with his six foot one frame and looked her over, hungrily. Just his demeanor was sending heat through Jessica's entire body. She had never seen Chris act like this. Jessica squealed as Chris wordlessly threw her over his shoulder and began to climb the stairs, bringing her to the bedroom. She playfully struggled against him lightly but his grip around her legs tightened immediately and a sudden smack to her vulnerable rear drew another squeal from Jessica and sent a clear message. She was now his and she wasn't getting away. Chris dropped Jessica onto the bed like a sack of potatoes and rolled her onto her stomach. Bending over and placing a hand on her back to hold her in place, he brought his face down to her ear.

"So this is why you were teasing me earlier, hmm?" he growled, his tone sending shivers through Jessica. "Well it worked. Maybe a little too well. I am going to enjoy this."

"But first," Jessica shrieked as his grip tightened around her ankle and pulled her legs off the edge of the mattress, leaving her bent over before him. "I'm going to punish you for taunting me earlier."

Jessica yelped as Chris's hand rained down on her scarcely clad backside, leaving a bright red mark and sending tingling pain shooting through her. Another slap brought with it another cute and shrill sound from his wife's mouth. The sound sent blood rushing to his groin. He rubbed the ass of his vulnerable and fussing woman, warming her up for another smack, which he delivered shortly thereafter. Each successive spank elicited an adorable yip or yelp from his prey and made him all the more eager to hear more. After a dozen or so punishing swats to Jessica's delicious booty, Chris relented.

Jessica whimpered as her bottom stung. She was sure it was red and had handprints decorating her cheeks. She flinched as she felt Chris's hand return to her ass only to relax as she felt him gently rubbing and caressing her smarting rear. She sighed in pleasure as he softly massaged her, pressing pleasant kisses to her sore behind. She giggled internally, shocked at how good Chris was at being dominant. They had never had any raunchy and rough sex like this before and she was quite enjoying it. With a light pat on her butt, Chris stood and gently eased Jessica off of the bed and into a kneeling position on the floor. He took ahold of her chin in his right hand and circled his thumb around her full lips which were still spread in a wide O by the large ring gag buckled around her head.

"Since this hole is open and waiting," Chris said. "I think I'll just take ownership of it and use it how I see fit."

He released her chin from his grasp and began unbuckling his belt and jeans.

"Not much you could do to stop me anyway." He chuckled as his pants hit the floor, his boxer briefs following swiftly behind.

Jessica's breath caught as she beheld her hubby's manhood. He was in full force today. She had never seen him this excited and engorged in the years she had known him. It seemed like he had gained a half inch in length and he looked noticeably thicker around. This was the first time she felt her nerves creeping back in and she realized she might live to regret teasing him into hardness earlier today. His penis was normally already too large for her to take all of it into her pussy. Now, with his length approaching nine inches, she realized she may have bitten off more than she could chew.

Chris didn't give her much time to think about it though. His right hand took hold of her ponytail and leveled her mouth directly at the head of his cock. His hips slowly pushed himself into her awaiting hole. Jessica did her best to use her tongue. She flicked it around his intruding member and attempted to massage her man as best she could. She was finding the prospect difficult, however. She was used to more conventional blowjobs. The kind where she simply kneeled before Chris and applied suction and massaging techniques with her mouth and whatever her mouth didn't cover, her hands would pick up the slack, sliding up and down the remaining length.

This was much different to that. Jessica wasn't able to do the techniques she normally did that had Chris shooting off within ten minutes. Her lips and jaw were locked rigid, her hands were trapped away behind her back, and her tongue simply couldn't pick up the slack. She could feel Chris getting more and more anxious. Those emotions translated into another couple inches of his cock being slid past her lips. Jessica's mouth was now completely full. She had a good three inches in her which left her mouth at max capacity. Saliva that had been building up now dripped down her chin and onto the floor. Jessica could feel Chris's head dangerously close to the back of her mouth. All it would take was a little shift and-...GAHK!

Just as she had been thinking it, her tongue accidentally rubbed the bottom of Chris's shaft. His resulting twitch of pleasure sent the head of his penis forward where it slammed into the top of Jessica's esophagus, triggering her novice gag reflex. Her subsequent reflexive back arch sent her head careening further forward towards Chris's hips where she felt his tip begin to prod open her windpipe. Jessica immediately pulled her head back. Just as she felt the pressure retreat off her uvula, saving her from a second gag, she felt her head's motion instantly stopped by Chris's strong hand still gripping her ponytail.

"Where do you think you're going, Jess?"

Jessica looked up at him, nervously.

"I told you, I'm taking ownership of your mouth." He reminded her. "And I want more."

Jessica couldn't even react to him before she felt his penis begin a slow but steady back and forth motion. Each thrust got dangerously close to poking her gag reflex and she whined, but she couldn't do anything. Eventually, as Chris's thrusts became more and more erratic and less controlled, he began colliding with her larynx and ripping more gags from her.

As Jessica struggled to handle the roughest oral she had ever experienced, she realized something that shocked her. She was soaking wet. She was very much enjoying being used like this. No one had ever fucked her mouth before and it was waking up a new side of her that she never knew she had. It was still very uncomfortable for her every time Chris's cock slammed into her trachea, but her body didn't care what her mind was thinking. She could feel herself somehow climbing the mountain towards her orgasm and it shocked her to think she would ever cum from a blowjob. She had heard of other women doing it before but didn't think it was possible.