I made plans to have my mom pick up the baby from the daycare Friday afternoon. She offered to keep him until Sunday. It was like the stars were aligning themselves perfectly. I checked the calendar to see when I would be fertile, and wouldn’t you know that Saturday would be my most fertile day. “Damn,” I breathed out. What are the chances of that?
That evening I told my husband the plan. He told me he wanted to go shopping with me, so we loaded up the car and drove to the mall. He picked out some very sexy lingerie, as well as a new nightie that matched, shoes and a new dress. He didn’t even blink an eyelash when the cashier rang us up. We headed home almost in silence.
“You’re going to get yourself impregnated this weekend, aren’t you?”
“I don’t know. You told me to leave it to chance!”
“I won’t be mad, hunny. I’m just stating what it looks like.”
“Well, if chance leads me to that new diaphragm, then no, I won’t get pregnant.”
“You could always take it out.”
“That would be cheating.” I said, as we both kinda laughed about it.
“It’s not cheating if it’s consensual.” He stated.
“Very true. So you consent to me removing my diaphragm at some point in the evening?”
“I need to think about it. Check your phone that night and I will give you an answer.”
“I have to wait that long?”
“Yep!” he said matter-of-factly.
“I guess you will be waiting for a while to get something as well!” I said half-jokingly.
“Oh really? Maybe you won’t get an answer at all then.” He poked back.
“Maybe I won’t wait for one!” I poked harder.
That night he had me try on everything. He told me my lover was one lucky guy.
I told him I would wear it for him when he got back.
He appreciated that. When I was naked, he tried having sex with me, but I was tired and needed sleep.
The next morning, I woke up extra early, went to the bathroom, fitted my diaphragm in, then crept back out into the room. I found my husband spread eagle on the bed, naked. I stripped off my nightie and panties, then crawled into bed. I grabbed his half hard cock and guided it into my mouth. I bobbed up and down, while stroking the shaft as I felt it start to come to life.
I felt his hands grab my head and start forcing my mouth onto his now engorged cock until it hit the back of my throat. I relaxed my muscles and swallowed it whole, feeling his pubic hair tickling my nose.
I could hear his breathing getting ragged, so I lifted up, then slid up his body until his cock was trapped between my pussy and his abdomen. I started rubbing my pussy along the length of his shaft, lubricating it with my flowing juices.
I lifted myself up, then reached down and grabbed his rock hard cock and placed it at the entrance to my pussy. I held myself up with just the tip resting against my opening and leaned in to him.
“This is where my pussy stays until I get an answer!” I stated.
I felt his hands press against my thighs and start pushing me down. It didn’t take long until the entire head of his cock had spread my lips wide and had just entered my pussy. I could feel my body involuntarily moving back and forth, rubbing his cock head around inside of me.
“You want this as bad as I do. You can’t hide that.”
“True, but I want to know if you want me to let him fuck me, but take out the diaphragm before he cums or not.” I said.
“You will just have to wait and see what the magic 8 ball says on Friday!” He said laughing as he felt my resolve weakening.
My legs started giving out and I found myself sliding down his cock until I felt his pelvic bone press against my clit.
“I might not wait for you to give me permission. I’m gonna have a whole night with him, and possibly the morning. I might come back to his bed accidentally without it in. You know how I am.”
“True, but what fun would that be. Besides, if you do happen to put the old one in, then this is a moot point.”
I started rocking back and forth on his cock buried deep inside of me. I could feel it just brushing my diaphragm and cervix. I could feel my orgasm building up inside of me as I continued to gyrate my pussy on his cock.
“Maybe I’ll ride him just like I’m riding you. I could probably get him to puncture either one of those diaphragms just like this.”
“That’s if it’s still inside of you!” He shot back.
“Oh, Oh yeah, that would be so hot. Maybe I just came back from the bathroom and found him lying here after just removing it. Maybe he is fucking me bare already. He’s been asking if I have thought about having another baby a lot lately. Think he likes the idea of knocking up a married white wife?”
“I bet he does. I bet he’s lying in bed right now stroking himself just thinking about cumming inside your bare, married pussy. Do you like the idea that he is masturbating to cumming inside of you again?”
As soon as the words left his mouth I got a visual inside my head of him lying naked in bed stroking his cock, thinking about knocking me up. I came so hard I nearly passed out. When I regained my composure, I found that I was lying on my husband’s chest breathing heavily, whimpering, “Cum, Cum deep inside of me!”
I pressed back against my husband’s cock still inside of me and felt his hands grasp my thighs tightly as I felt his body shake and his cock pulse inside of me.
“Fuck! That was incredible.” He said. “You kept saying knock me up the whole time you were cumming on my cock.”
“What?” I asked.
“You kept begging me to cum in your unprotected pussy while you were lying there on my chest.”
“I did?”
“Yes, you don’t remember?”
“Not really? I came so hard I think I passed out or something.”
“Well, I can tell that the thought of you getting impregnated this weekend is going to happen, but I guess we will see.” He said laughing a little.
I was dripping wet when the UPS Guy came by. He caught my eye just as he walked out of the door. I saw him wink as he turned back and exited the building. It took everything I had not to run into the bathroom and take care of myself, but I was going to save myself for Friday.