Everyday anticipating clocking out to race home to you knowing I’m going to plant my seed deep inside you mere minutes after getting home. Meeting you at the front door in whatever you’ve chosen to set the mood for the evenings attempt to get you pregnant. Sensual kisses as the door closes as we bump our way off the walls down the hall towards the bedroom hands roaming with need for each other, leaving a procession of shed clothes on the floor. You crawl on the bed and look over your shoulder with a smirk and say “Breed me from behind today.” I crawl on the bed behind you, thick cock hard as a rock as I grab you by the hips and slide into your dripping wet pussy. Stroking in and out of you agonizingly slow, loving how your pussy instinctively clenches around my cock. Slowly starting to stroke in and out of you faster making sure to hit your cervix each time. You start to moan louder, hands clenching the blankets as your hormones drive you to make me finish faster because you need my cum inside you. Each thrust in you only making you need to be pregnant with heavy swollen tits bouncing off your belly carrying our child more. My heavy balls slapping against your clit only reinforcing that soon you’ll be growing out child inside you. Me moaning “I’m about to cum and I can’t wait for you to be pregnant. God you’re going to look so good. I want you to be pregnant so badly, I need you to get pregnant with my child!” Your face in the pillows from how hard I’m thrusting into you, gripping your hips hard so you couldn’t get away even if you wanted to. Then finally the release we both need as I cum, my thick sticky semen splurting inside of you as your legs shake, pussy cinching down on my cock to make me finish harder and pump more potent seed inside you. Both of us knowing that’s the biggest load I’ve ever shot into you.

Weeks go by and finally we see what we’ve been waiting for, those lovely two blue lines. The most exciting time of our lives, knowing we’re starting a family together. Calling friends and family to let them know the news. Even though we’ve already told them we were trying for a baby. Them thinking it would take a while for us to conceive only to do it in less than two weeks. Taking pictures of you daily to chart your progress and document the pregnancy. How happy we’ll be when your bump starts to show and you start needing new clothes as things start to not fit your growing belly. Truly a dream come true on this road we call life.