She didn`t want a baby, did she?

"What do you mean?" I asked, completely sober again from the shock.

"I am not on the pill," Linda answered.

Now, those days, I was highly interested in my career and certainly not in becoming a daddy (besides Annelies, that tall Black model, calling me that when I was filling her pussy).

"OK..., but you could take a morning-after pill; I believe you have like a week's time for that."

"Yes, I will," Linda answered.

"So, since when more or less are you off the pill? You do have a relationship. And when was your last menstruation?" I asked.

"Steve and I have not fucked anymore since at least half a year; that's why I decided to take a break from it, I believe, like 4 months ago. I stopped with it, not knowing where my relationship was going, and I am not still sure how healthy the pill is. That's why."

"When was your last menstruation?" I asked again.

"About two weeks ago," Linda answered.

"Yes, I believe you might be fertile right now," I calculated. "Something like the third week after the menstruation, right?"

"Would you like me to join you when you buy the morning-after pill? You can get one without a recipe."

"No, I rather do this on my own." She replied.

"Good. If there's anything I can help you with, just let me know."

"Thanks!" She smiled.

"OK, let's get some sleep first. Can I stay here?"

"Sure!" Linda smiled happily.

We got naked and went to bed. I needed to sleep to get rid of the ****. As she undressed completely to put on a sexy, short beige nightgown, I did have the luxury of seeing her beautiful and very inviting tits, which I hadn't seen (since I only took off her jeans and thong), but really, I needed to sleep. Thank God it will be Saturday tomorrow. I sleep naked, BTW.

I slept like ten hours or so. As I woke up, I looked at her, and she was still sleeping, on her back. That was logical to me; she probably was half my weight but drank the same amount of ****. I quietly got out of bed, went to brush my teeth, and took her shower there. Now I was finally awake! Went back to the bedroom; Linda was still sleeping.

I wanted to enjoy our next fuck properly and not have a lame 20-minute thing. Since I could pull up the nightgown, I would be able to reveal that sweet brown pussy of hers. So, I very gently pulled it up, slowly pulling it under her butt upwards, without too much trouble. Did she just snore? I had to laugh.

Now her brown, Indonesian slit was in plain view. I did see a minimal bit of my cum leaking out, so I guess her womb took care of most of my babymakers. Perhaps I should buy her the after-pill myself and switch the contents with some white pills without any branding, not showing what they really were? Kinky idea. That way I could show her my support buying it for her. Such a good man.

What Linda didn't know is that I was already planning to emigrate to Playa del Carmen, Mexico; it was just a matter of when I would do it. The plan was in six months. Even if I was proud of my career, I was simply working way too many hours a week. But those plans I had told to nobody so far. Not even my best friends, because nothing was for sure yet.

Besides that, Mexico has no extradition agreement with my country. On top of that, the maximum abortion timeframe is six months, unless the mother's health is in danger. So, I could exactly stay here, watch that belly bulge getting bigger each month, and leave in month seven.

Whatever I decided, I would at least fuck her today and every day until she got the after-pill. That's why I said one week. Because some after-pills have a time limit of merely three days...

And I wanted to make sure that she was knocked up, hence the 7-day fucking plan.

Back to that juicy brown slit. I was able to gently lift one leg to one side without her waking up. The next leg was no trouble either. Now that young 25-year-old slit was open nicely for me, and I could get my tongue and fingers in. I didn't mind going down on her with the possibility of tasting my own cum; it is just like when you cut yourself on the finger and you put it in your mouth to prevent blood stains everywhere. It is your own stuff. I am certainly not another man's cum licker; I am too hetero for that. But gentlemen, feel free to lick my cum out of your wife's cunt. :-)

But I needed that pussy nicely lubricated because I wanted to insert my cock in her while she was still sleeping. Something like a **** fantasy, I guess...

As I was licking her swollen clit, her brain did not react, sleeping her hangover away, but her pussy did! Bit by bit it got wetter, ready to take some serious cock. Good girl. Let's make sure I dump another load of cum in your womb. Making a baby bump for you. I gently crawled up a little and aligned my very erect cock. I didn't even rub her clit with it; she was wet enough, and it was too risky since I didn't want to wake her up yet.

The cockhead went in without too many troubles. She did move, but nothing serious. I slowly, oh so slowly, pushed my white cock deeper. She still didn't stir. Good girl. I pushed some more cock inside; she stirred but didn't wake up. Nice. I gave another push, getting my hard cock halfway in, and now, for the first time, she moaned a little, but in her sleep. I pulled back and inserted more cock, as before, inside her willing cunt. Good girl. My little unprotected slut.

I pulled back again and thrust again, getting almost all the cock in. One more push to go balls deep. She was now moaning with each pull and push, but in her drinking haze, she was. I pulled one more time, and with the next push I took her entire cunt.

Now I held still on purpose. Deep inside her but not moving. Let her sleep. Let her cunt walls get used to my cock's girth. I stayed like that for a minute. Technically, I was **** her. The mere thought of taking her without consent made my rock-hard cock twitch deep inside her. She moaned again, her cunt deciding for her. Welcoming my cock as a cunt of a true slut would, her walls trying to pull me in deeper.

After a minute, I started gently, at a slow, steady rhythm, pulling almost completely out of her hungry cunt and then impaling deep against her womb.

"Aah." She moaned again in her sleep. I kept the slow but deep rhythm, letting her cunt take all the decisions. Her cunt wanted babymakers again. Deep inside her cervix.

She was now writhing under me. Because of the height difference of ca. 30 cm (11 inches), if she were to open her eyes, she would only see my big chest moving up and down above her, my face being out of sight. Like a massive machine on top of her, holding her down and **** her. The worst part for her is that she would soon realize her own cunt was embracing the breeding.

Her face showed grimaces, her open cunt still trying to cope with the size of that invading cock, partially of pain, getting my cock tip against her womb with each thrust, and partially of that delicious pleasure. I kept that fucking rhythm steady.

I felt her muscles tense up. First, I thought she might be waking up until I realized she was going to have an orgasm. She was breathing shallower, squirming under me, her cunt walls pressing on my rod, getting ready to receive it. This didn't go unnoticed by my balls, which started building up my sexual tension; my breathing was ragged, and my muscles tightened up.

Two more thrusts.

Two.

One.

I came as never before. An explosion of seed was on its way to her very deepest part; shot after shot I was filling her, unloading all my cum. My balls kept pumping, my cock deliciously throbbing. At least five waves of spunk went inside her, making sure that I was safely knocking her up.

Her cunt didn't miss a drop.

Right then, as I was done dumping my babymakers, she woke up and sleepily looked up at me.

"What are you doing?" Linda asked sleepily, still disoriented.

Right as she felt my hot seed being shot inside her cunt, she came hard on my cock, spams of delight rocking her body.

"Aaaaaarhhh." She groaned, instinctively wrapping her legs around my back and pulling me deeper. Nature took over, Linda embracing her destiny. Her body wanted to be bred, and her brain followed in the bliss of the idea of getting her egg inseminated.

Soon she would have that belly bulge, month for month, getting larger, her breasts following, getting ready for the daily milking. Her tits would become much bigger, the tenderness would increase, the color of the areolas would get darker, veins would be visible, and the leakage of thick colostrum, her first milk, would start.

She knew that a man sucking those sensitive, big leaking tits would give her plenty of orgasms. She shivered at the thought. Maybe she didn't want a morning-after pill? Maybe this was indeed her deepest wish. She just had to fuck with her fiancé Mark one time next week so he would think it's his baby...

And why should only a man suck her leaking big tits? She was sure she could convince Angelique to do that at work. First of all, she needed to convince her to sleep with her stud, who just filled her pussy to the brim, to have a deeper bond.

The next step would be seducing her to French kiss her. Once they would be smooching for the second or third time, she would lower her top and expose her wet, leaking nipples, offering them to Angelique. Then either wait for her to suck them voluntarily or simply push her head gently down against her breasts until her tongue dabs the nipple. The sucking of her nipples would follow automatically.

That way, they could play with each other at work, many times a day. Once the drinking of her udders leaking milk would be done by Angelique in an hourly rhythm, the next step would be Angelique taking care of her swollen cunt lips...

In the middle of Linda's daze, I discovered that I stayed hard. This sometimes happens with me, maybe once or twice a year, depending on the eroticism of the woman I just fucked.

I pulled my cock back until only the cockhead was still in, leaving Linda's cunt almost empty; she pouted at me, having this big emptiness.

Just then, her cell rang, and automatically, she answered the call without thinking. It was her fiancé.

"Hello?" she said.

Right at that very moment, I shoved my entire cock balls-deep into her again, hitting the cum-fuilled womb.

"Aaaaahhh!" Linda cried from a mix of pain and pleasure.

"Linda! What's wrong?" Her fiancé asked worriedly.

"I got stuck." She answered him, after which she covered the mouthpiece, giving me a devilish look and saying, "You are soooo baaaaad!"

Right then, I started seriously banging Linda at a quick hard pace, not giving her time to breathe.

"Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah!" Was all she could wail to her boyfriend on the phone, in sync with my thrusts.

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

"Not. Anymore. Ugggh." Linda groaned into the phone from the beating her soppy cunt was getting. She was thankful for having it full of cum, to lubricate her walls properly for this new round of fucking and offer me a chance to fill her for a third time.

"What are you doing?" Mark asked.

"I am reorganizing my interiors. Oooooh. Oooooh. Oooooh," she moaned. "I am having... soooo... much fun right noooow.... OOOOH!"

"That's nice to hear," Mark replied.

"But my belly is sooo... Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh... empty... It needs to get filled soon..."

"I understand you are hungry," he answered. "Shall I hang up?"

"Noooo, pleeeease staaaay, Oooooh," Linda could somehow utter. "I want you to hear meeeee. Oh, oh, working thisssss thing. I will put you ooooon speaker."

She placed the cell on the mattress near the pillow and asked me wantonly, "Is that all you got?" giving me that horny look of hers.

"Who are you talking to, Linda?" her fiancé asked.

"That is a... Oh!...Handyman, who helps meeee... Oh!...Rearranging my interiors."

"Is he trustworthy?"

"Ooooh, yeeees, just as he thrusts me, over and over. Oh! But he has a highly pushy working pace, and it is hard to keep up with him. But I do my best to push baaaack... Oh! Oh!...Against him."

"Are you ready for my load, Linda?" I asked, not caring about the phone, which was on loudspeaker.

"Oooohhh yeeeees, give it to meee!" Linda wailed, pushing her cunt back against my hard thrusts.

"What load?" her fiancé asked.

"We have to... Oh!...Fill my box... Oh!...Again....It was empty before..." Linda moaned.

I started my usual countdown, announcing my cumming, so she could join me.

"Five." With one hard thrust.

"Four." Another thrust.

"Three," ramming her.

"Why is the handyman counting down, Linda?"

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" Linda moaned, adding, "It is a very important load... Oh!...And timing is... Oh!...Essential to get it done together, filling my box from both directions... Oh! Oh! Oh!"

"Two."

"One."

She felt her cunt being flooded with my hot cum and screamed in ecstasy, halfheartly covering with her hand the phone´s speaker.

"Aaaaaarrrrhhh yeeeeeeeessssss, taaaaake meeeee."

My jizz made her pussy contract at the same time, and she orgasmed big time.

"Oooooooooooooh yeeeeeeeeesssss," she screamed, scatching my back, pulling me against her as hard as possible, with her legs going up and wrapping around my back, not letting me escape. Our juices mixing, and my babymaking swimmers on their way to her fertile, unprotected egg.

Minutes later, Linda took her hand off the speaker, and, as she was still enjoying the afterglow of her breeding, and she spoke to her fiancé again; "Hello?"

"What happened?" her fiancé asked.

"Ooohh, just taking care of our future, my dear..." Linda replied, as she caressed her flat stomach.

She was heavily sweating and out of breath. "Love you!" She gasped, without really meaning it and ended the phone call.

"So," I teased her, "let's make sure you need that pill, shall we?" as I smiled.

Linda gave me a lustful smile, and opened her legs wider for me.

To be continued.