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 Making My Son by Douglas Fox

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   "OH!  Danny...  keep going...  pleaseeeee!" she begged.

   I continued pounding my hard seven inch cock into my future wife. 
Sharon wrapped her arms around my back and pulled my naked chest against
hers.  My sweetie's hard nipples drilled into my chest.  I was panting as I
thrust time after time into Sharon's hot velvety tunnel.  I could feel
every fold and ripple of her pussy walls as I pushed my bare erection in
and slowly withdrew it again.

   Sharon and I had never taken a chance like this before.  Both of us knew
the consequences of unprotected sex - a baby could be the result.  I
thought back over the last four years of our lives - what a strange trip it
had been.

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   I'm Daniel Martin, a 6'-2' blond haired 22 year old guy recently
graduated from Franklin and Marshall College in Lancaster, Pennsylvania.  I
was born and raised in the nearby village of Paradise.  I first noticed
Sharon Robinson at a party in late March when I was a senior in high
school. Sharon was a sophomore at the time.  Sharon was 5'-6", maybe a
hundred ten pounds soaking wet.  Sharon had blossomed into womanhood over
the course her sophomore year.  Her breasts were nearly bursting out of the
blouse she wore that night.

   Sharon's date to the party was being a jerk, hanging out with his
friends on the football team.  My date had too much to drink and was lying
on the couch, nearly comatose.  Sharon and I struck up a conversation to
pass the time between beers.

   We hit it off immediately.  I asked her for a date the next Saturday
evening.  That Saturday we talked over dinner, before the movie and on the
way home.  It felt like we had known each other all our lives.  I felt so
relaxed and confident around her.  I didn't need to put on an act like I
did to impress other girls.  We agreed to another date the following
weekend.  Sharon and I parted with a kiss.  It was much more passionate
than I had expected.  It hinted at more to come the next weekend.

   I tried to spend as much time in the halls before, between and after
classes with Sharon.  I knew before the second date that I was feeling
something special for Sharon.  She wasn't going to be a one night stand -
or one week, or one month.  Sharon consumed my thoughts that week.

   Our second date was more of the same - spectacular.  The movie was a
short one.  Sharon agreed to take a drive with me after it was over.  She
had another hour and a quarter before her curfew.  I took her to a secluded
spot of woodlands at the southern end of our school district.

   I found out that Sharon was experienced sexually.  She apparently felt
the same way about me that I felt for her - fascination with a big dose of
lust.  We made out a little.  I kept expecting this fifteen year old to
tell me to stop.  She let me bare her luscious breasts.  I turned her on
playing and suckling them.  I tried to slip a hand down her pants,
expecting to be told to stop.  She let me do it.

   Sharon helped me by unzipping her pants for me.  I slipped my hand down
and felt her downy pubic hair for the first time.  I started caressing her
pussy lips.  Sharon wiggled and moaned while I worked up her excitement
level.  I thought she was near an orgasm when she said, "Lick my clit
Danny. Please?"

   I had done this a couple times before with Helen Foust.  Helen's vagina
smelled a little fishy but it didn't completely gross me out.  I decided to
give it a try.  Sharon helped me pull down her pants and panties.

   Sharon leaned back on the front seat against the door of my Dad's big
Oldsmobile and spread her legs for me.  I put my head down between her legs
and tentatively licked along the slot between her outer lips.  I was braced
for the same metallic taste I had gotten from Helen when I did this a
couple month ago.  I was pleasantly surprised to find that I liked the
taste of Sharon's nectar.  I brought Sharon to an orgasm in a couple
minutes; right after I found her clitoris with my tongue.

   I took my shirt off and laid back beside Sharon while she recovered from
her orgasm.  We started Frenching again.  Sharon slipped her hand down and
slid it into my pants, firmly grasping my steely erection.  Sharon gently
rubbed my cock while we kissed.

   When we broke the kiss Sharon begged, "Can I see it Danny?  Pleaseeee?"

   I unhitched my belt and pulled my pants and undies down, exposing my
erection to Sharon for the first time.  She stared at it and gently stroked
it.  After a minute Sharon pulled me down on top of her.  We resumed
kissing.

   Sharon and I rubbed our nearly naked bodies together as we kissed.  My
hard cock naturally found its way to the hot wet slot between her legs.  I
rubbed it along her slot, hoping against hope to get lucky that night.

   I rubbed my erection up and down, trying to nudge her clit as we humped
together.  I could feel Sharon's lubrication preparing her pussy for
fucking.  She was panting and moaning from the feelings.

   I dipped my cock down a little lower and went for it.  I nudged the
mushroom shaped head of my cock against her hole and pressed barely inside
her.  I pulled my torso away from Sharon and stared into her eyes.  "Can we
have sex?" I asked.  I still expected to hear her say no.  Most sophomores
I knew weren't this experienced.  There was no way she would let me fuck...

   "Yes Danny.  I'd like that." Sharon answered.  I blinked and stared into
her eyes.  She could see my hesitation.  "Please fuck me Danny.  It's been
too long since I had a boy."

   I gulped and started to press my cock into Sharon's pussy.  I slid in an
inch when I heard, "STOP!" I sighed and pulled my erection out.  Sharon
explained, "I'm not protected.  You need a rubber Danny."

   My eyes brightened.  A rubber!  I have a rubber!  "Hang on.  I have
one." I grabbed my pants and pulled one of the condoms I always took on
dates out of my pocket.  I rolled the latex down over my cock.  I fingered
Sharon one more time to make sure she was still ready.

   I positioned my cock against her opening again and pressed in.  I slowly
let my weight carry my hard erection into Sharon's hot pussy until our
pubic bones met.  I ground my groin against her clit.  Sharon moaned.

   We settled into a natural rhythm quickly.  I did my best to last, but I
came after about five minutes.  Sharon wasn't satisfied yet so she played
with my cock until it was hard again.  We fucked a second time.  We would
have done it a third time if only I had another condom.  I ended the
evening by eating out Sharon's sloppy pussy until she had two more orgasms.

   We got dressed and tried to straighten ourselves out so we would pass
our parents' inspections when we went home.  We talked on the way home and
agreed to go steady.

   I found out that Sharon had lost her virginity to a 17 year old jerk
just after she turned fourteen.  He stuck his cock in her, pumped her for
maybe 90 seconds and came in her.  She hadn't been protected and was lucky
she didn't get pregnant.  Sharon's second boyfriend was much more
considerate.  He taught her what sex could be like.  Sharon learned a lot
from him before they got into a silly argument and broke up near the end of
her freshmen year.  Sharon had a long series of boyfriends over the
previous two years.

   I understood about short term relationships.  I started dating girls in
eighth grade after I finally worked up the nerve to ask Sally Cummins for a
date.  None of my relationships lasted more than a month or two.  I
gradually learned more about satisfying a girl.

   I lost my virginity in ninth grade to Allison Showalter.  Allison was a
ninth grade cheerleader who was much more experienced than me.  She took me
to her empty house a few weeks after school started and plucked my cherry.
She taught me how to give a girl an orgasm.  She gave me blow jobs.  I
expected us to last forever.  Forever only lasted four weeks.  Four
unforgettable weeks.

   Allison gave me confidence with girls.  I used the techniques she taught
me to seduce my way through a series of girlfriends.  By the time I was a
senior I felt comfortable talking with, dating, and satisfying a girl in
bed.  My only problem was I couldn't find the right girl.  That changed
with Sharon.

   Sharon and I spent every minute together that we could manage in April
and May while school was in session.  I graduated from high school in the
beginning of June.  We continued dating all summer.  We were in love with
each other.

   Sharon and I both were highly sexed.  We made love as often as possible.
Our bodies turned each other on.  Our personalities meshed.  Our romance
was like something out of a fairy tale.  We talked about our future.  Both
of us felt someday we would marry and raise a family together.  It was
meant to be.

   One thing was going to complicate our plans for the future.  Sharon had
two more years of high school when I went to college in September.  I was
attending the Pennsylvania State University to get a degree in Business
Administration.

   Sharon and I agreed keep our relationship going during the school year.
Sharon gave me a memorable good bye fucking the night before I started
college.  Memories of that night along with frequent masturbation helped me
keep myself faithful to Sharon between Labor Day and Thanksgiving of my
freshmen year.

   Sharon and I spent every minute together over my four day Thanksgiving
vacation.  We made up for the eleven weeks we were apart by having sex in
the morning, in the afternoon and in the evening every day.  We promised to
be faithful until I was home for Christmas.

   Sharon and I spent all our time together over Christmas vacation too. 
We even did a couple double dates with my best friend Charlie Henry and his
date Annabeth Sauder.  We had fun together.  Charlie and I took our girls
to a hell of a wild party for New Year's Eve.  We all had a bit too much to
drink.  Both couples ended up fucking in our host's bed - at different
times of the night of course.

   With two separations under our belt, Sharon and I weathered our eight
weeks apart until I came home for spring break.  Another eight week
separation and my school year was done.

   Sharon and I were invited to a party that a mutual friend was throwing
to celebrate the end of his college year.  We had talked about the party
for weeks before I came home from college.  It was going to be a real
blow-out.  Bill Simpson knew how to party.  He promised lots of beer and
good music.

   I got home on Thursday evening.  The party was on Saturday. 
Unfortunately I came down with the flu on Friday.  I puked my guts out that
day.  Sharon was disappointed when she came over after school.  I decided
to ask my best friend Charlie Henry to escort Sharon to the party so she
wouldn't miss the fun.  Charlie readily agreed to help me and Sharon out.

   I felt better by Sunday afternoon when Sharon came over.  She was still
a little hung over from the party.  She also wasn't her usual upbeat self.
I assumed that was the effects of the alcohol.

   Sharon and I got together in the evenings when she finished her
homework. We finally found time to fuck again a week later.  I could tell
something was wrong.  Sharon wasn't as responsive as usual.

   Sharon told me what was wrong after we finished making love.  "Danny, I
have a confession to make."

   "What is it?"

   "You know I got really drunk at Bill's party last weekend."

   "I know.  You're over the hang over now.  It can all be forgotten." I
said.

   "Not completely sweetie.  I did something really stupid at the party."

   "What?"

   Sharon answered, "I...  well - Charlie and I....  we, uh...  we had
sex." I stared blankly at my lover.  She fucked my best friend?  I couldn't
find any words.

   She continued, "I'm sorry Danny.  I didn't plan this.  We just got so
drunk.  I was horny.  I didn't know what I was doing."

   "You...  fucked....  Charlie?" I asked.

   Sharon and I talked some more.  She filled me in on the details.  The
kids played Truth or Dare that night.  This had gotten Charlie and Sharon
too excited.  They had lost a few dares.  They had to French kiss.  Charlie
also had to finger Sharon's pussy for another dare.  Sharon explained that
they had more to drink.  One thing led to another after that.  Charlie and
she had started making out.  They ended up in Bill's bedroom where they
fucked.  Twice.

   I was ready to kill Charlie when I found out.  How could he betray my
friendship this way?  Sharon begged for my forgiveness.  I was
non-committal that evening.

   I confronted Charlie the next day when he was done with school.  Charlie
was a grade behind me in school and was a senior in high school.  The only
thing that saved him from a beating was the total and abject apology he
gave me.  I was mad at him for a few weeks but finally I managed to forgive
him for this gross breach of trust.

   I forgave Sharon too.  In a few weeks time the whole incident was
history.  Or at least I thought it was history.  I found out differently in
the beginning of July.

   Sharon broke the news on a Saturday evening date over dinner.  She
explained, "I think I may be pregnant Danny.  My period is four weeks late.
I'm never this late."

   "How can this be?  We're always careful.  We've never done it without a
condom."

   "I don't know.  I've been having headaches, I'm moody, my breasts are
always sore, I'm sick in the morning and I've missed two periods.  The teen
pregnancy help line says there is a good chance that I'm going to have a
baby."

   "Shit!  I can't believe this is happening to us.  Have you told your
parents yet?"

   "No.  I wanted to tell you first.  What are we going to do?" Sharon
asked.  I could see the fear in her eyes.

   I did my best to be strong for both of us.  "We'll go back and talk with
your parents after dinner.  We need to deal with this honey." I said.  Oh
shit!  How was I going to explain to Sharon's dad Jack that I got his
little girl pregnant?  This was going to be a bad night!

   It was.  Jack didn't beat me up or anything when we told them what we
suspected.  He did make me feel like a piece of crud that he had scraped
off the bottom of his shoe.

   Jack and Mary Robinson arranged for Sharon to be tested at her doctor's
office.  The test was positive.  Sharon was going to have a baby.  The
visit brought one huge surprise.  The doctor said the most likely date of
conception was May 14, 1986.  That was the date of Bill Simpson's party -
the one I missed.

   Sharon couldn't remember if she and Charlie used protection when they
had sex at the party.  The next day Charlie admitted that he hadn't used
any protection when he fucked my girlfriend.  The baby was his!

   The Robinsons and Charlie's mother and step father met to decide what to
do about the pregnancy.  Jack Robinson and Gideon Esh, Charlie's step
father, were both quite conservative about things.  Both families insisted
that Charlie had to marry Sharon so the baby could be raised properly.

   Everything was arranged.  Sharon would quit school to have the baby. 
Charlie and Sharon were married in a quiet civil ceremony a few weeks
later. I reluctantly was the best man for Charlie as he married the girl I
loved.  I promised myself I would do my best to help Charlie and Sharon
manage things.  I cared too much for both of them to let them fail this
unfortunate child.

   I transferred from Penn State to Franklin and Marshall College in
Lancaster so I could be around to help the two of them through the
pregnancy and birth.  Charlie dropped his plans for college and found a
permanent job after the wedding.  The Robinsons and the Eshes helped the
newly weds get an apartment and set up housekeeping.

   I lived in the dorms in Lancaster during college and visited Charlie and
Sharon every possible weekend.  Things went well for the two of them at
first.  They were happy together.  Their son, William Charles Henry was
born on February 18, 1987.

   Money was tight for the couple and the stress of raising a baby proved
to be too much for Charlie.  He had loved his beers since the two of us
shared our first one five years earlier.  He got drunk too often.  I did my
best to help Sharon hold things together on the weekends when I was able to
go over to their apartment in Bird-In-Hand.

   I spent a lot of time with Charlie, Sharon and their son Will over my
summer vacation between my sophomore and junior year of college.  Things
were deteriorating with their marriage.  I helped as best I could but
Charlie wasn't handling the pressure of fatherhood well.

   I got a call from Sharon a couple weeks after my junior year of college
started.  She found Charlie had a stash of cocaine in his dresser drawer.
That was the last straw for Sharon.  She asked me to come pick her and Will
up immediately.  The marriage was over.  I cut class and drove back to
Bird-In-Hand.  We loaded all their things up and I drove them to the
Robinson's home.

   Charlie showed up at my dorm room that evening when he found Sharon's
note to him.  He begged me to help him get Sharon back.  I told him I
wouldn't do anything for him until he cleaned up his act and start behaving
like a real father.  We argued for a few minutes.  Charlie left in a huff.

   Sharon filed for divorce a few weeks later.  I heard things got worse
for Charlie.  He drank constantly and was fired from his job.  He
eventually took off for California after the divorce was granted.  Sharon
and I didn't hear from him again for many years.

   I continued helping Sharon with Will while I continued college.  Sharon
and I ended up dating again after a couple months.  Except for her having a
young son, it was like we had never broken up before she had to get
married. I proposed to Sharon over Christmas break of my junior year.

   Sharon's parents were delighted that we had decided to get married. 
Jack Robinson decided anyone who would stick with his daughter after
everything that had happened would stay with his daughter no matter what
happened in the future.

   Sharon and I decided we would wait to marry until after I finished
college eighteen months later.  My parents and Sharon's parents decided we
should have a big "proper" wedding.  The date was set for November of 1990.

   I accepted Will Henry as if he was my own child.  Charlie never had any
contact with Will or Sharon after he moved west.  As far as Will was
concerned, I was the only father he ever knew.

  
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   That is how Sharon and I came to find ourselves in a tent camping at
Raystown Lake four weeks before our wedding.  Both of us enjoyed camping.
We did a little fishing on the lake on Saturday.  We cooked a big supper
over our campfire in the evening.  We roasted marshmallows over our
campfire.

   We headed to bed around 9 o'clock.  We planned to make love as many
times as possible that night.  The weekend away from our wedding
preparations was just the relaxer we had needed.

   Sharon and I stripped down and made out for awhile on our sleeping bags.
We were ready for a good fuck after we brought each other to mutual
climaxes in the 69 position.

   "I'm ready Danny.  Give that big cock of yours." Sharon cooed.

   I grabbed my pack and unzipped the pocket where I put the condoms.  It
was empty!  "Shit!" I growled.

   "What?" Sharon asked innocently.

   "I left the damn condoms at home.  Shit!"

   "Oooohhhh....  I really need you tonight Danny." Sharon pouted.

   "God damn it!  I'm sorry honey.  I really wanted this."

   Sharon asked, "Could you go out for some rubbers?  I really need this
thing." Sharon emphasized her comment by fondling my hard cock.

   "We're at Raystown Lake.  There isn't anything anywhere near here.  It
would take me a couple hours to get to a drug store and back again.  And
that is if I can find one open at this time of night."

   "Shit!" Sharon said.  My fiancé almost never swore.  She had gotten used
to watching her language around Will.  At three years old he would parrot
anything that Sharon or I said.

   "We could do some more 69 if you want.  That would be safe." I offered.

   "Damn.  I need you to fill me."

   "I'm sorry I forgot.  We'll do it when we get home." I suggested.

   Sharon was quiet for a minute.  "Danny, we've talked about having
children.  Would it be so horrible if we started early?"

   I pondered it for a moment.  My job with the insurance company paid
well. Why not?

   "Are you sure you want another child this soon?" I asked.

   "Your child, yes." Sharon said quietly.  "I probably won't get pregnant
anyway.  My period was ten days ago.  I should be safe."

   "OK - unprotected sex it is."

   Sharon lay down on her back and spread her legs wide for me, inviting me
to inseminate her and make a baby.  I positioned myself between her legs
and placed my bare cock against her hole.  I hadn't had bare sex since
early in my senior year in high school.  I pushed my cock into my lover. 
The feelings were much more intense than I remembered.

   I shuddered at the hot moist embrace of Sharon's pussy as the skin of my
cock slid along her slippery tunnel.  I pushed in until my hard cock split
her open and our pubic hair mingled together.  My balls nestled against her
bottom.

   "This is how God meant it to be Danny."

   I pulled part way out while Sharon's pussy tugged against the skin of my
shaft.  I pushed in again.  We worked into our familiar rhythm.  In and out
repeatedly.  Sharon pushed up against me each time I drove my cock into
her. The feelings from bare cock shaft skin on hot wet pussy was too much
for me to last long.  I tried to grind myself on Sharon's clitoris each
time I was fully in her.  Pump, pump, grind, grind - slowly we brought each
other close to climax.

   "God Danny.  Keep going.  I'm almost....  Ooohhh....  there!" Sharon
exclaimed.

   My bottom was tingling.  I was nearly ready to burst.  I drove my cock
in and out hard a few more times.  Sharon groaned and shuddered as I
stimulated her to climax.  Her pussy squeezed and spasmed around my primed
cock.  I pushed in as deep as I could go and tensed myself for my
explosion.

   Cum boiled out of my balls.  I shot pulse after sticky pulse of fertile
sperm laden semen into my lover.  Sharon was still climaxing when I fired
off.  I shot about six strong pulses, a couple lesser pulses and then
released a few dribbles of semen before I was done.

   My sperm was properly placed to fertilize my lover and future wife.  Sex
Ed had taught me that Sharon's cervix was frantically sucking my sperm up
into her womb as she climaxed.  I rolled us on our sides as I collapsed in
relief at my orgasm.  We stayed connected.  Sharon kissed and cuddled
against my body.

   "We get to do this as often as we want for the rest of our lives." she
said simply.

   "I know.  I'm glad we did this.  I love you."

   "I love you too Danny."

   While we cuddled my little sperm were frantically whipping their long
tails, trying to find their way up Sharon's uterus and into her fallopian
tubes.  They traveled about a half inch a minute and needed to go about
twelve inches to reach the site to meet an egg.  We could be parents in 24
minutes.

   If Sharon had an egg ready about 50,000 of my sperm would dance around
it and try to penetrate inside the egg to complete fertilization.  One
lucky sperm would manage to break through and create a new life.  My sperm
were patient too.  If Sharon released an egg in the next five or six days,
we could become parents.

   We enjoyed sharing our bodies so much that evening that we did it twice
more before we fell into an exhausted sleep.  We made love one more time
before we packed our things to head for home on Sunday morning.  We were
going to be parents if Sharon had an egg ready.

   Two and a half weeks later Sharon warned me that she didn't have her
expected period.  I didn't admit it, but I was pleased at the news.  Sharon
went to the doctor a few days before our wedding.  The doctor confirmed
that Sharon was with child.  Sharon and I were delighted at the news.

   We were married on November 18, 1990 in a big church ceremony.  My
family and Sharon's family had no idea that our first child was on the way.
We admitted what we had done a couple weeks after we got back from our
honeymoon when my mom teased us about whether we had a grandchild on the
way for her.

   Our son, Kyle David Martin, was born on July 9th of 1991, seven and a
half months later.  Neither Sharon nor I have any regrets at all about jump
starting our family.  I'll never forget the feeling of creating a new life
that evening even though Will and Kyle have been joined by their younger
siblings Andrew and Elizabeth since that night at Raystown Lake. 
Conception, pregnancy and birth are one of God's greatest miracles.

   The End

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   This story is completely fictitious.  All characters and events are
products of my imagination.  This story is a prequel to my series "Life in
Paradise" that can be found on
/files/Authors/Douglas_Fox/index.htm

   Unlike many of these stories, I won't tell you not to try this in real
life.  If you are a soon-to-be-wed couple and plan to start a family, go
for it.  Experience the miracle.

   (c) 2007 Douglas Fox

   You can send comments to douglas_fox482@yahoo.com I appreciate any and
all comments from readers.