It had been weeks of staying over her house and fucking her with condoms or pulling out to cum on her but I was done with that. I remember night after night how we'd drive in her car which, among the darkness of nights in Blacksburg was always majestic and magical. Staying over her house felt right and I was no stranger to loving the idea of playing house in a relationship but I wanted more from this. It wasn't always good and it wasn't always fun. In fact, one night she had even kicked me out of the bedroom for my "jealousy." Looking back, it all seems so long ago now except for that moment.
She was often talking about how she didn't feel well at all but on this one night, she said she felt worse than usual. I discussed her symptoms and realized that it could be pregnancy but in the back of my mind, the reality didn't set in yet of what that meant. I wanted it though. I had been with many women who had nothing in common with me or that I had tried to see something in common with and there was really nothing there. This girl, however, wrote like me. She saw the world similar to me in a way that I was convinced no one else did.
Looking at her there in her panties and t-shirt, she looked so fragile and the animal in me wanted that.
"If you're already pregnant, why don't you just let me cum in you?"
"Okay," she said.
She said okay! Holy shit! I'm about to cum in my girlfriend and make her a mommy. I don't know why but at the time, the fetish of making her a mommy and her calling me daddy was more than I could bear. My prick jumped to attention like a cannon ready to fire. I didn't want to waste the moment though so I decided we'd do it missionary. Kissing her all over, I pulled off her panties and shirt and gazed on my prize. Her breasts were perky and her nipples stared up at me with barbells through them. I was never a huge fan of the barbells but they seemed to do wonders for her as I turned them.
I ran my fingers down her hips and admired the beautiful splendor of her curvaceous form. Her pussy lips were puffed up and pink which reminded me of so many perfect porno films I had dreamed about being a part of growing up. She asked me to kiss her. I leaned in and I did so. Her kiss was powerful and strong. It pulled the blood into my cock which got so stiff it hurt at that point.
I started rubbing her clitoris. Quickly and yet sensually enough to get her pussy wet so I might, for the first time, really pour my cum into her without the trickery of shooting a little in and then pulling out without telling her a thing as I had done before.
Looking into her eyes, she looked as if she might cry and all emotions mixed in the moment that I slid my dick deep into her womb. I held her close to me and wanted to stay in this position forever. I fucked her hard and I fucked her softly. I held her close till I could bear it no longer.
"I'm going to cum in you, mommy."
"Do it for me, daddy."
Her calling me daddy, pushed me over the edge. Grabbing onto her hair and kissing her, I began to empty the contents of my balls into her hungry dripping cunt. In that moment, I knew in the back of my head which was separate from my conscious emotions that I had impregnated her. I'm sure nobody would believe me but I saw bits and pieces of stress covered issues in my life disappear. I saw intense moments of sadness and depression and then they were gone.
I held myself inside of her body until my dick began to go soft of its own accord because I had nothing left to give with it. Running my fingers over her naked feminine form, I felt like a king and although this was not my castle, I felt like it was. I fell asleep holding her and went to work the next day tired but feeling better than I'd ever felt before because now, I had a family of my own.
