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You're A Contradiction
By Anonymous Author (1997)

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A woman wants to be pregnant, and trys anywhichway to 
make it happen. (MF, rom)

***

He was beginning to snort. He always snorts just before 
he cums.

I love to watch him cum. His face always scrunches up 
and he always clenches his teeth. Then when I feel his 
buttocks go tight, his mouth goes slack and his eyes 
roll up. He always lets out a long groan when he starts 
to beat frantically into me, grunting with each sharp 
thrust. He becomes such an animal!

Just like always, when he was finished, he fell onto 
me, gulping air. His heaving chest pressed onto my 
breasts and I felt his heart pounding against mine. He 
began to gently nibble at my ear and I shivered at his 
gasping breath on my neck and his semen streaming from 
my pussy onto the mattress.

Every night, after we make love, I say a silent prayer 
of thanks to God that He gave me Don. Especially after 
some of the assholes I went out with before I met him. 
Don's so different from any guy I've ever known. He's 
smart, he's funny and he dotes on me constantly. He 
makes lots of money, but it wouldn't matter to me if we 
had to live in a station wagon as long as we were 
together.

He's such a gentle lover. He's so caring. Most of the 
guys I've been with never liked to go down on me, but 
Don never hesitates. He always makes sure I cum even 
before he thinks about his pleasure. Sometimes before 
he cums inside me, he caresses me while I get off with 
the vibrator.

Sure, maybe I've had more intense orgasms with a couple 
of other guys, but they were real jerks. Don may not be 
the most handsome guy in the world, but I can't imagine 
loving anyone anywhere near as much as I love him. 
Sometimes I love him so much it hurts.

Don kissed my neck. "Well," he whispered into my ear, 
"when do we stop practicing and really start making a 
baby?"

"Soon," I breathed, stroking his head. "I start my 
period tomorrow. The doctor said that the best time is 
a little more than a week after I finish, but we could 
do it earlier and your seed should stay inside me for 
days, so it could happen anytime."

"I can't wait to make you pregnant," Don said as he 
nuzzled into the hollow of my neck. "Aw," he sighed, as 
always, as his soft cock slipped out of my pussy. His 
thick seed poured out of me. He always came a lot.

"Neither can I." I caressed his back. "The doctor told 
me that I'd be real fertile just coming off the pill, 
so by this time next month I'll have your baby inside 
me."

"I love you," he whispered, staring into my eyes.

"I love you, too," I replied. We kissed each other 
deeply.

My period, as usual, started on schedule. I know those 
few days when I was menstruating bothered Don even 
though he never complained. Even though he couldn't cum 
inside me, it wasn't like we didn't make love. Don 
loved to cum in my throat almost as much as he loved to 
fill my pussy. It was because he couldn't make me cum. 
I told him that I didn't care, but he still tried extra 
hard to make me happy. He really is a gem.

The day after I started my period, he gave me the bad 
news.

"I have to go out of town."

I pulled back from our welcome-home hug and asked, 
"When?"

He looked at me with sad puppy dog eyes. "Tomorrow."

I cried, "Tomorrow? For how long?"

He looked as if he was going to cry. "Almost a month."

I was heartbroken. Don had told me his job might send 
him to other sites for brief periods of time, but this 
was the first time it had happened since we'd been 
married. This would be the first time we would be 
separated.

"But the baby," I whimpered.

"Is going to have to wait. I'm sorry Kathy, but I'm the 
only one in the entire company who can fix the problem. 
I did tell you this could happen."

"Don," I suddenly realized, "can't you take me with 
you?"

"No, the company insists that wives don't come with 
their husbands on business trips. Don't worry. When I 
found that out I was on the phone with a couple of 
different headhunters. This won't happen again." He was 
angry about it, that's for sure.

Then he said, "But there's nothing I can do about this. 
I've got to go. I'm so sorry."

"I am too." I hugged him tight. "I'm going to miss you 
so."

That night I must have swallowed gallons of his semen. 
He just came and came, but it didn't seem enough for 
him. Or for me. He looked at me with a puzzled 
expression when I got up and went into the bathroom. I 
came back with a towel and put it under me, then I 
pulled him down onto me. When I reached down and put 
his cock-head between my pussy lips, he said, "Are you 
sure?"

In answer I pushed up my hips and his cock buried 
itself into my pussy. I was really tight and sticky 
from my flow and it really seemed to turn him on. It 
wasn't long before he started snorting and coming.

When he was done draining himself into me and lay 
gasping at my breast, he panted, "D-do you think..."

"No," I sighed, "it's still much too early. And even if 
it wasn't, the sperm would just spill out with my 
flow."

"Kathy, I..."

"I know," I soothed, "I'm disappointed, too. Next 
month. Next month we'll make a baby. A beautiful 
golden-haired baby with beautiful light blue eyes, just 
like ours."

"Just like ours," he sighed. "Next month."

"Next month for sure," I whispered. We fell asleep in 
each other's arms.

***

I thought the first few days without Don would be the 
worst. They were pretty bad. I busied myself with my 
housework and my hobbies. I put up a new shelf in the 
bathroom. I started on making a dress. And I spent a 
lot of time on the phone with my best friend, Sandy, 
mostly complaining about how much I missed Don.

During the couple of days, he called every night, but 
the calls came later and later because he was so busy. 
On one call, he fell asleep in the middle of a 
sentence. I yelled into the phone to wake him up and 
told him that while I really missed hearing him snore, 
I didn't want him to get sick from lack of sleep. After 
that he didn't call much in the evenings.

The nights were horrible. 

I got ready for bed, but it was so lonely without Don. 
He loves to watch me change into my skimpy nightgowns. 
But his eyes weren't staring at me when I slipped out 
of my bra and let my firm breasts free. He loves how 
they're so full but don't sag at all. He wasn't there 
when I pulled my jeans down over my pelvis and let them 
drop to the floor. He loves to caress my wide hips. But 
it was just the cold air I felt on my bare skin, not 
his gentle hands.

That first night when I tried to go to sleep, I kept 
reaching over to where he should be laying and I'd wake 
up with a start when I discovered he wasn't there. I 
just couldn't get used to sleeping alone in our big 
bed, so I just got up and went into the living room. 
Eventually I fell asleep in the chair in front of the 
TV.

I spent over a week sleeping in that chair. One night I 
woke up and there was this really erotic movie on the 
TV. The doctor told me that it wasn't uncommon for a 
woman to feel, as he put it, "more responsive" just 
after she stopped taking the pill, but I was caught 
unawares at the intensity of my horniness. I stared at 
the screen getting hotter and hotter until I was 
burning with desire and my fingers wandered into my lap 
to play along the folds of my pussy lips.

I couldn't stand it. I got up and practically ran to 
the bedroom. I pushed the fabric and sewing supplies 
off the bed, and pulled out the vibrator. I slid off my 
panties, spread out on bed and poked the tip of the 
quivering plastic between my legs. I rubbed it up and 
down against my clit, imagining it was Don's tongue, 
and I felt the flutter of my orgasm beginning.

As the spark of pleasure ebbed, I slid the vibrator 
lower, letting it slip between the folds of my pussy. I 
began to groan as I slowly pushed the hard shaft into 
me. It was thicker than Don's cock and I felt myself 
stretching to take in all in. 

I was imagining Don grunting and thrusting into me, but 
then suddenly the image of an old boyfriend flashed 
through my mind. An explosive orgasm roared through my 
body, taking my breath away. Wave after wave of intense 
rapture buffeted my senses. It seemed to go on forever. 
Finally it waned and I immediately fell into a deep 
contented sleep. It was the first decent night's sleep 
I'd had since Don left.

END

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