This is as much a confession as it is a story, and one that I feel compelled to tell as I look forward to the birth of my first child. My wife, a willowy dark skinned beauty I had the pleasure to woo and win a few years ago, has no idea that the current state she finds herself in is the result of a cunning and uncouth deception.
At first, Linda was enthusiastic about the idea of starting a family. After we got married, however, she began to hedge on this point. She was still young, she said, and wanted to enjoy herself for a while longer and pursue her goals. This was all well and good, but after she finished college, she ceased to do very much of anything. On the days she wasn't lounging around the house, she was off on an extended shopping trip.
I never thought of Linda as a trophy wife, as beautiful as she was, because I knew she was capable of so much more. What she needed was a dose of discipline and responsibility –exactly what having a baby would bring. Unfortunately, Linda was not interested in taking that step, and all of our lovemaking was done with protection. If she was on the pill, it might have been a simple matter to switch them out with a placebo, but since Linda smoked, that wasn't the case. Instead, we always used condoms and her trusty diaphragm. That ritual too was something I'd quickly grown tired of, but if I ever wanted to get any, it was her way or no way.
So, this was the state of things until a number of months ago. I can recall that night very vividly. The moonlight was very bright, streaming in through our thinly curtained windows, making it hard for me to fall asleep. This was not a problem for Linda, who could nod off at the drop of a hat, and often snored in the most unladylike fashion. I was about to give up on the idea of sleep entirely, but was too tired to get out of bed, leaving me in a state of drowsy limbo.
I looked over at my wife, who had her back to me, the sheets partly pulled down from her shoulders. Whatever faults she might have, she was an uncommonly attractive woman, even from this angle. I brushed back some of her hair, affectionately stroking the warm skin of her neck with my fingertips. I went to pull the covers back into place, but as I lifted the sheets, a rather unexpected sight met my eyes. Linda's slip had, at some point in the night, been trussed up so that it bunched all around her waist, leaving her entirely naked from there down.
As often as I've seen my wife in the nude, it could never be enough, and I remained like that for a long while, studying every curve of her gorgeous bare flanks. Turning down the sheets, I gingerly trailed my fingers along her hip and down over her smooth ass cheeks. As if to further entice me, her legs happened to be slightly apart, revealing the slit of her cunt. My prick quickly engorged with excitement as I moved my hand to the juncture of her thighs, probing through her sparse pubic hair to touch the inner lips. Linda didn't react at all to my nocturnal molestation, even as I audaciously pressed down a little harder.
I observed the slow rise and fall of her chest, listening to her calm passive breathing as I continued to feel all around her pussy. For myself, my breath had definitely become more labored with my arousal, unconsciously pressing closer to her body. Under normal circumstances, I might have shaken her awake to see if she was up for a little late night lovemaking. Instead, I found that I was incredibly turned on by the illicit nature of what I was doing, that I could take such liberties with her body while she was completely unaware.
Licking my two fingers, I got them thoroughly wet before replacing them between her thighs –only this time, pushing them down into the entrance of her vagina. My erection jumped in sympathetic spasm as I thrust down to the second knuckle, reveling in the sensations.
It was pretty much at that exact moment when the idea struck me full force. It wasn't a plan I'd normally have thought feasible, but as I sunk my two digits deep within her humid cunt, it no longer seemed outrageous to imagine getting my cock in there too. Bare and unprotected, no barrier at all to protect her womb, I could finally force my young wife to fulfill her duty by ejaculating my seed inside her as she blithely dreamed away.
By now, my prick was rock hard and eager to get a head start, but I knew this would take some preparation first. For one, a bit of saliva wasn't going to be enough for lubrication, and the KY we normally used would be too chilly on her skin not to wake her up instantly. I'd have to remember to keep a bottle of Linda's baby oil by the bedside the next night. For now, with my fingers gently pushing and probing the soft interior of her vagina, I could only torture myself with the fantasy of what I intended to do. Leaning closer, the head of my cock brushed against the exquisitely smooth surface of her ass, begging for even greater contact. I had half a mind to forgo precaution and simply take her there and then, but I didn't want to risk ruining things by acting too rashly, even in the heat of passion.
