You’d gone out to the bar, sure it might’ve been slightly driven by your ovulation being between birth control it was running full bore for the first time in a long time but thankfully plan b exists and you’re usually very careful about using condoms. So you weren’t worried. Who also doesn’t want to go out and have some fun? Not knowing how much this night would change your life.

The bar was full but not packed, lots of the regulars were there and you’d been having fun dancing with an old fling and having more than a few drinks. Until you seen someone new, someone you didn’t recognize seated at the bar. Thick brown hair and neat beard, piercing blue eyes, decent physique, and rugged and rough around the edges? Your pussy was practically purring already as you made your way to the bar, old fling forgotten. This was the one you wanted to go home with tonight. What it was in the end that did it? Could’ve been the jokes he told, the way he listened to your stories, his deep voice and the way he looked at you, influenced by the drinks and peak ovulation but it wasn’t long before you were trying to crawl on his lap in the backseat of the cab on your way to his place, when usually all you’d do is make out lightly.

Getting out of the cab, through the front door and to the bedroom had been challenging while trying to undress each other on the way but you’d got it done. You had noted the house was in order and clean on the way despite the distraction of his lips kissing every inch of your skin and settling it to burning under his touch. When at last you laid back on the bed stark naked and pussy throbbing to be filled with his cock now. When he’d reached to open the nightstand you’d grabbed his cock and pulled him to you wanting and needing to feel it raw tonight. He hadn’t questioned it, hadn’t even asked if you were on the pill before crawling on top and entering you inch by inch, shuddering at how wet and hot your pussy was as it clenched him for the first time. As he’d started stroking in and out of you, you couldn’t help but wrap your legs around his hips pulling him deeper with each thrust. Despite it being drunk sex he’d paced himself and as you were just starting to finish on his cock he’d tapped your waist to pull out. Disappointment warred within you at the thought and instead you tightened your legs and kissed him harder, he didn’t fight it. Instead he started thrusting harder and seconds later you felt as he swelled inside you, quit thrusting and held himself as deep in you as he could while cumming. You’d felt the hot cum spray into you as your brain tried to meltdown from the orgasm it had been driven to. He’d said something then but it skipped your mind as you laid there chest heaving and in hot sweaty bliss. Pussy twitching at the thought of what happened as he was still in you. He’d gone to the bathroom to clean up a bit and the second he’d left the room you’d grabbed your clothes, got dressed and left to avoid the awkwardness of leaving when he got back. A short cab drive home, a shower, with a quick thought of running up to the store tomorrow and you were in bed asleep.

Waking up the next day slowly and slightly hungover you’d laid there for a bit. Thoughts of last night on your mind were pleasant and your sore pussy attested to how vigorous you’d been. The thought mildly turned you on and as you walked through the memory it froze at one part. What had he said as you’d came together? As his cum had been forced deep inside you just as you wanted? “You’re mine now.” You’d been claimed by him. Surely he’d only said it in the heat of the moment? But he hadn’t cared if you were on birth control or not, hadn’t bothered to ask, didn’t even try to pull out or resist, instead he’d finished balls deep in you going so far to quit thrusting to make sure all his cum was a a deep in you as possible. Your pussy tried to flood the bed right there and started aching with a terrible need to have him in you again. Damn hormones were playing with your brain again, resolutely you got out of bed and had breakfast determined to run up to the store for plan b. As you left the house you couldn’t help but feel bad about running out. Maybe you should stop by to say sorry? No you couldn’t but maybe you could drive by just to see him. Surely that should be fine right? You’d driven to his place and parked just up the street and waited. Thankfully you hadn’t had to wait long before he’d come out taking his dog out for a walk. The sight of him excited you, pussy drenching your panties. You’d followed him discretely just to see more about him. Each breath coming a little harder and heavier as the burning ache between your legs got worse. You’d started fingering yourself in the car following him as he walked. It didn’t help but damn did it feel good. He was getting close to home now on his circuit but that was ok, the mire of juices between your legs and smell in the car showed you’d finished multiple times. It smelled different than normal your brain chimed in not that you did this normally by any means and sucking your fingers revealed the cause. It was his cum still in buried deep inside you, every second that ticked by made it more likely his sperm would find your egg and you’d be pregnant. Right there you’d started driving for the pharmacy but it seemed with every mile you’d driven away from him the ache between your legs got worse. Burning up inside for him and his cum you’d turned back, the hormones had won and were in control.

Walking onto his porch you knocked on the door and as it opened he smiled recognizing you. Your heart sped up, nipples hardened and pussy sent juice running down your hopelessly soaked thighs.

“There you are, I… umph!”

You hadn’t waited to hear what he was going to say and had stepped ahead into him as your fingers found his hair tilting his head down to kiss you and the other went to work on his belt with desperation. One of his hands found your waist as the other swung the door shut behind you before finding the back of your head and kissing you deeply. Again clothes were discarded on the way to the bedroom where you’d pushed him onto to bed and crawled on top. Straddling him, the tip of his cock just pushing past your vulva had you fluttering on his shaft before taking it all the way in once. Instinct and need took over as you rode him. It wasn’t long before you were rewarded, cum splashing against your insides set your mind melting with ecstasy but you needed more it wasn’t enough. You rode him for over an hour screaming knees and hips ignored to fulfill your need. Four more times he’d finished in you and each time you’d felt him swell you’d slammed down onto his cock seating it deep inside you as he unloaded. You collapsed beside him in bed, both soaked in sweat and tired.

Passing out in bed together hadn’t been the plan but when you work up with the covers over you and snuggled against him? Head resting on his shoulder, with an arm and a leg throw over him. It was damn well the best feeling in the world. He’d been awake and feeling you stir spoke up.

“I was wondering if I’d see you again and will admit was disappointed when I found out you’d left. Didn’t expect such a fervent greeting but you’ll never hear me complain about sex that good.”

Before you could answer his stomach growled.

“I guess that’s what we get for sleeping all day! I’m ravenous, how about you?”

Your stomach answered his question for him as it rumbled louder than his.

“Haha I felt that one! I don’t have any leftovers but I think there should still be a pizza joint open that delivers, if that works?”

His strange acceptance of the situation had you off kilter but you managed to stammer out “Pineapple?”

“Truly a woman after my heart, pineapple it is.”

A quick phone call and that was one worry taken care of as a host more rose in your mind. What did he make of this? Was it just fun? What were you thinking doing this? What had come over you? Why hadn’t you just gone to the pharmacy? What if you were pregnant? You started to draw away from him in bed and as you did his arm pulled you back tight against him.

“None of that now, I can hear you over thinking from here. If you have questions ask, you’re mine now and I’m yours even if we hardly know each other yet we’re going to get to know each other with time. Maybe start with explaining last night though?”

So you did. You’d told him about being in between birth controls and that your ovulation had hit far harder than expected. That last night you’d essentially done what was normal for you but for some reason hadn’t been able to get him off your mind. You even told him about the car and how you didn’t make it to the pharmacy before turning back to go to him instead. You’d ventured farther about how you wanted a family and to have kids but didn’t want to force him into anything. How you’d go to the pharmacy tomorrow and you didn’t have to cross paths again because obviously you’d been a tad crazy about getting pregnant by him and didn’t doubt that he wouldn’t want to see you again. He’d listened to all of it and more quietly. After laying there for a bit he’d gotten up and answered the door somehow hearing the pizza arrive while you didn’t. It smelled divine even from the other room. Before coming back with plates, cups, and a jug of water to the bedroom. A towel was laid down with the pizza box atop, plates laid down pizza distributed and water poured before he answered.

“In short, you’ve been driven mad by your hormones and decided to have some fun last night as per usual when this happens. But you’re definitely attracted to me and want me in a way you’ve never wanted another hence you coming back and now you’re likely scared and feel extremely uncertain about everything that’s happened, more or less. There’s also the chance you’re already pregnant adding stress to your mind. However you’re wrong about a couple things. First off I want to see you again and everyday if I can. What kind of guy would turn away a gorgeous woman obviously wanting more with him? Sure we know nothing about each other yet but that’ll change. I want to have a family as well, 2-4 kids would be perfect and though you haven’t seen any more of the house besides the bedroom there’s enough space for all of us here. While it might be soon to start actively trying to have a kid together, I see no reason for us to stop what we’ve already been doing. You don’t have to go to the pharmacy if you don’t want to either, if fate gives us a child now? Then I’m happy already. If you’re comfortable then perhaps tomorrow we move enough of your stuff here so we can try living together?”

The uncertainty that had your stomach churning was laid aside. Hardly believing your ears you had to ask. “You really mean it?”

“Of course, if we’re to build a life together and raise a family then we have to be able to trust one another and I’ll never do anything to betray that trust.”

The thrill those words sent through you made it feel like you’d been electrified. Pizza eaten you wiped your hands and mouth on the towel. “I’d like to bring some things over tomorrow then to see what we’d be like together, if it’s seriously alright?”

His smile was radiant as he moved everything off the bed onto the nightstand. “It’s more than alright, it’s all I could wish for.”

Something tickled your nose and it smelled far better than the pizza somehow. The scent on his skin from earlier was heady and drew you across the bed to his strong back. Your arms wrapped around his middle, breasts pressing against him as you kissed the slide of his neck, peppering him with kisses as a familiar heat spread in your pussy. A chuckle emanated from his throat “Still hungry?” It was all he had to ask. He rolled around in your arms kissing his way up from your wrist to your collarbone and shucked his pants at the same time. Slowly forcing you back onto the bed crawling astride you, kissing your neck and throat devouring both with kisses. The tip of his cock dragging lightly across your smooth pussy as his hips moved to find the right angle to drive into you, yours moving readily to help. The bliss of him sliding deep into you, where he belonged didn’t feel like a strange thought to you at all. After all he’d said it, claimed you as his. With that you surrendered to him. The passion of the first kiss ignited a fire in you both that slowly grew more fierce with time. It started by him barely rocking in and out of you, more like grinding into you. With each minute that went by the kisses grew hungrier, the touches more desperate, and the need between you both more fevered. Both hungry and needing the same thing, you to get pregnant with his seed. It wasn’t a question of if you’d get pregnant now it was when, without words you both knew it. The passion between you all the hotter for knowing you were both hoping to conceive. The rest of the night passed by in a blur of groaned orgasms, and creampies.

Your last thought before falling asleep by his side was you hadn’t known each other for more than a day and a half but already ten or more loads of his were swimming inside you, on their way to fertilize your egg. You both wanted it. It might’ve been an odd way to meet and start everything off but it had clearly been meant to be. The next month was one of the best, by the end of it you’d pretty much moved in with him. And the sex was constant and always resulted in you being filled. The end of your cycle came and went but your period never made an appearance. The excitement on his face you’d told him that night? The way he’d swept you up in his arms almost crushing you as his happiness eclipsed all else. It was long after that he’d taken to resting a hand on your belly possessively clutching whenever he could around the home. Rubbing your belly whenever he could as it grew over the months. Sex had only turning up a hundred notches as your belly swelled up. Both of you insatiable. The sheer number of times he took you was enough to leave you breathless as well as wanting him more. When you tits started to fill with milk again he’d been beyond happy and against your expectations he’d suckled them with great fervour. It wasn’t long before he was driving you to the hospital as the contractions started to get closer and closer together. He’d held your hand through the birth supporting you the entire time. Afterwards you’d gone home as a family for the first time, with a baby boy. He’d been so gentle and tender with you the following months almost as if he was scared of breaking you and hardly trusted himself to hold the baby. Time flew by and before long your body had healed from the birth and was ready again, you felt the same urge that brought you together reasserting itself. You’d approached him about having a second and the cycle started again. Neither had any regrets and both were happy. It was the start to a long and lovely life together.