It should have been downright ugly--veiny, bulbous, it looked a bit misshapen, not to mention outlandishly over-sized. However, this man's erection was quite possibly the most beautiful sight I'd ever seen. I continued to stare at the incredible penis jutting from Jake's midsection even as I slowly disrobed in front of him. Obviously my own sexuality influenced him enough to give him a great erection. I sighed inwardly. Apprehensive, yet willing, I knew that Jake fully intended to plunge the full length of his cock deep into my belly and indulge in the most exquisite pleasure a man and woman could desire. As I peeled off my panties, there was no doubt in my mind. I knew I was going to let Jake fuck me. Of course, a couple of months back this hadn't seemed the wisest course of action, since he was an online acquaintance, basically a total stranger to me; yet, I knew even then that our intimacy was a foregone conclusion. I'd allowed his erect penis to slide right up into my and deposit some healthy teeming sperm deep into my vagina. I understood that fact deep in the recesses of my mind and body. Ironically, a man and woman couldn't separate the act that gave so much physical pleasure from the act that created a brand new generation of life.
The fact that Jake happened to be black and a mere twenty-three years old while I was white and thirty-eight years of age made matters between us much more complicated as well as more urgent.
I quickly stripped off the rest of my clothes and laid them across a nearby chair. Jake came over to grasp me in his strong hands. As he dropped his face to mine, I lifted my lips toward his.
His first kiss was a tease. So was his second. Then I capitulated a little bit to encourage him during their third and fourth kisses and subsequently we fervently groped and clutched at each other while our lips and tongues tried to communicate some distinctly emotional non-verbals. His mouth pulled away from mine.
"You realize all I can think about now is how my dick will feel sliding up your pussy."
I gulped a tiny swallow and then nodded. "I'm certain we must have gotten naked for a reason." I dropped my eyes from his.
He chuckled. "A damn good reason."
The fact is we had a doctor's appointment coming up the next morning. An important doctor's appointment--one that Jake hoped would change his entire life, not to mention mine. From the very beginning Jake had been upfront about his intentions. He wanted to get a white woman pregnant, and somehow I became the one who agreed to serve as his object of efforts. Besides, I already suspected the truth. I'd felt the impact of my body shifting gears internally a month or so back and tomorrow's visit to the clinic just might confirm my suspicions.
A freckle-faced, blue eyed, dirty blond middle-aged woman had given in to the sensual demands of a young black man and learned to enjoy every second of it. The very first night that I'd accommodated the length and breadth of his mahogany colored penis literally scared me to death. I'd grown up in a strictly white area, gone to a strictly white school, married my white high school sweetheart, a man who divorced me after seven years of marriage once he knocked up his office assistant. Everyone was certain I couldn't get pregnant. That's why it was easy to give into Jake's demand for a mixed race child--in the recesses of my mind I honestly didn't think it would happen, not really.
But as the days rolled by, my Jake treated each and every night with me as if we were newlyweds. A night didn't go by when I didn't accept the intromission of his vital young erection deep into the supple tissues of my vagina. For over two months now we were a part of each other's evenings, a part of each other's lives, and a part of each other's future.
My dark lover enjoyed indulging in the uncharted territory between my legs, and God help me, I loved those moments that his thick cock thrust into the welcome wetness that my body provided. Tomorrow we would see the doctor. Even though I Had been doubtful about whether I could ever conceive, I also hadn't counted on the potency of the man who truly desired to father a child.
Tonight Jake wanted to celebrate the fact that we needed to see the doctor--that we needed a professional to confirm what a home pregnancy test had already told us. As far as I was concerned, Jake had achieved the impossible.
I'd spent the entire workday distracted. Although I wanted to scream my news out loud to everyone in the building, I told no one about the reason for the visit other than to say I had a doctor's appointment in the morning. It didn't help that Jake called me in the afternoon and asked me how I felt. I told him I felt okay. He asked me where I wanted to go for dinner that night--his treat. Then he added if I was ready for the fuck of my life. I told him if things turn out the way I thought they would tomorrow, I suspect I'd already had it.
It didn't matter what I'd told Jake on the phone, once we'd gotten together for the evening, he fully intended to give me the fuck of my life tonight anyway. "Cricket, you realize there is nothing about you I don't love."
I giggled. "Oh. That is so swee…" I gasped in shock as his mouth went right to my pussy. "Oh God!"
His tongue sloshed across my labial lips and sucked on the clitoris for a moment or two. "Ooo...J-Jaaake!" The sucking motion on my clit was hypnotically intense. I could hardly stand what he was doing to my nerve endings; yet, I didn't want him to stop. His tongue probed the moist entrance to my cunt adding liquid to what moisture I'd produced naturally.
Then he lifted his head away from my loins. "You know what we're going to find out tomorrow, don't you?"
"Hmm?" I knew what he was going for, but I thought I'd prolong his game. "What's that?"
"I'm going to get my wish, that's what we're going to learn." He dropped his lips back down into the slick open slit of my cunt.
I moaned as his tongue dipped in and out of my naked pussy.
We spent several long minutes like that. Jake explored every inch of my vulnerable underbelly with his tongue. "Oooo..." As the emotions built up inside me, I gasped out a question that I knew I wanted to hear his answer. "J-Jake?"
"Mmm?" the vibrations from his lips and vocal chords felt wonderful along my sensitive tissues. "D-does it...m-matter to you if it's a b-boy or girl?"
He lifted up his head again. "I think I'd like a boy."
"What if we have a girl?"
"Then we'll try again." He crawled up atop my naked body until he'd arranged his lips directly at my mouth, then he dropped his lips down to kiss mine. I could smell the light musky odor of my own loins clinging to his mustache hairs. Then when he plunged his tongue into my mouth I tasted the tart olive like juices that were a mixture of his saliva and my own natural wetness. "I want more than one child anyway." He kissed me more lightly the second time. "Anyway, I'm excited to see how tomorrow turns out."
I sighed. "Me too. I didn't think I could ever have children."
"So you said. I think in your case, it all depended on who you chose as the father."
I laughed. "You couldn't be more right there."
We lay together on the bed and each of us knew we were ready.
"Fuck me," I whispered as softly as I could into his ear. "Please."
"Your wish is..." Jake squirmed to position his erected dick right up into the receptive lips of my vulva. "...My command." The blunt glans of his penis lodged directly into the opening of my slick cunt. However, Jake continued to thrust all the while pushing his cock deeper into the confines of my loins. "Oh yes, you feel so damn good!"
"Thank you." Intellectually I knew that this was how we'd accomplished his wish in the first place, how I'd given into to his desires, but I also knew that I'd wanted the intensity of this particular change in my life. "Thank you for loving me."
"Like I had a choice," he murmured as his cock found its respite in the confines of my loins. "You know you're my addiction."
"I dunno, Jake. After all, you're the one plunging your syringe into my body and emptying all those dangerous substances into my system."
He laughed. "Can you handle another deposit of controlled substances again?"
"Maybe--as long as you're there to see me through the aftermath."
"I'm not going anywhere."
By now we'd established the delightful rhythm that told each other we were in total agreement concerning the results of our action. Young black man and older white woman, Jake and I clutched at each other as if we might never have the chance to make love ever again. Tomorrow we'd find out for sure, but I already knew. Jake Hancock had succeeded doing what no man before him had done so before. I know I had mixed emotions about my part in his little scheme when we began, but now my confusion had turned toward anticipation.
He'd asked me right up front if I wanted to be his mate when we first corresponded, again on the night we met, even as I'd allowed him access to my body that first night. He'd asked me and I didn't fight him on that issue. Why should I? I truly thought I couldn't have children. Seven years of trying had proved that. Now I'd been proven wrong by a twenty-three year old black man. I focused my eyes to concentrate on his facial features as my body endured the unbelievable stretching that his thick bulging erection caused whenever he packed it deep inside me. The strong young man thrusting in and out of me was the father of the baby that I was very sure I happened to be carrying as a part of me now.
