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I had recently moved from Arizona to California. My uncle, the proprietor of a successful pool building company, had asked me to come give him a hand. Having just recently separated from both the military and my wife, I felt the change of scenery would do me well.

I spent the better part of the summer working. The pay was decent, and I was able to save up a little cash to buy myself a bike, (Yamaha R1, my baby) and rent a little studio apartment. Seven days a week that summer was pretty common, so my free time was terribly limited. When I did have a break I usually spent it snoring on my couch. One particular Saturday evening, I decided to go out and have a couple of beers. The town I was living in, is a small little farming community in Northern California, so it’s not exactly the happening spot for clubs or nightlife. Basically there were two choices, a country boy bar, and a bar that was the local hangout for some bikers. I’ve never been one for country music so I picked the biker bar as more my place to relax and drink a beer.

The bikers ended up being pretty cool. Once they found out that I had spent a year in Iraq, I don’t think I paid for another drink the rest of the night. One of them, a rather burly fellow named Rick, introduced me to a cute little number named Tammy. Tammy was in her early 20’s about 5’3, blonde, and had tattoos in all the right places. (I’m a sucker for girls with tats). By the end of the night Tammy and I were sucking face in the parking lot. I tried like hell to get her to come back to my apartment, but she said she couldn’t that night. I ended up leaving with her number and an atrocious case of blue balls.

I called Tammy on my lunch a couple of times that next week, and we agreed to meet back at the bar on Saturday night. I was really psyched once Saturday rolled around, cause I was pretty positive I was getting the pussy. I showed up at 9, like we had agreed and spent the next hour minutes or so waiting for her to show. As I waited for Tammy, I noticed a particularly attractive blonde walk in from the patio area of the bar to order a drink. She was a tall, at least 6’, blonde and quite busty. She glanced at me, and our eyes met. I smiled at her, and she quickly turned her head away. Figuring she wasn’t interested, I went back to my beer, and proceeded to wait for Tammy.

When it finally dawned on me that Tammy was definitely not coming, I grabbed a beer and headed out to the patio. There were a couple of cuties I saw out there, and I was hoping I could get to know one a little better. I went and sat at one of the tables, and began to survey my surroundings. Other than the tall leggy blonde and a few pairs of lip locked lovers, the scenery looked pretty bleak. The blonde was sitting across from me with a diminutive little biker who looked like he belonged at a nazi rally. Since getting laid was pretty much out of the question, I just figured I’d get drunk, and sneak peeks at the blonde for a while before heading home to rub one off.

The blonde excused herself, and disappeared into the bar, leaving me with nothing to look at. I glanced around the room, hoping that maybe another cute girl had snuck in while I was busy stealing stares at the blonde, when Mr. Clean came and sat down at my table. I was taken aback a bit I’ll admit, my first thought being he had caught me eyeing up his old lady. I was wrong though, he asked me about my tattoo (I have a crown of thorns that wraps around my bicep and goes all the way up to my shoulder.), where I got it, and how much it cost. Yul Brenner (whose name was actually Tony), actually ended up being cool, and we spent the next 15 or so minutes bullshitting about bikes and the military.

Suddenly, the blonde came back, sat down in between Tony and I, and introduced herself as “Tony’s friend Kate”. The conversation immediately made a major shift, as Kate and I jumped whole-heartedly into the getting to know you ritual. Gradually Tony spoke less and less, and ultimately got up and headed to the bar, leaving Kate and I alone.

Kate asked me why I hadn’t talked to her when I came out to the patio, so I explained to her that I had thought Tony was her boyfriend. She laughed and said I was crazy for thinking that. She then proceeded to explain that he was an old friend of hers, and that she was just staying at his house while she waited for her divorce paperwork to finalize. I swear my dick almost tore through my pants when she said that. I started thinking that the night might not be a total loss after all.

Billy Squire’s “Stroke” came on the jukebox, and Kate asked me to dance with her. We headed out to the dance floor, and started grinding together. Now, like I said, Kate was tall, easily 6’. Me? I’m lucky if I hit 5’9” so needless to say I was stuck staring at her massive chest. As we danced, she alternated between staring at me and mashing my head against her love pillows, and I could feel that electricity starting to flow. You know the feeling when the attraction is beyond obvious and you know that something is about to happen. Well, the next thing I know we’re making out on the dance floor, and I’m hearing “get a room” comments coming from the other people around us. Somewhat embarrassed, Kate and I headed out of the bar, and into the parking lot.

As we held hands outside, I walked her to my bike, and we continued the makeout session. I had one hand on her ass, and one on her left tit. I asked her what her plans were for the night, and she told me, she was going to go back to Tony’s. I asked her to come to my apartment, and without hesitating, she agreed. I didn’t have an extra helmet at the time, and California law requires it, so we left my bike at the bar and jumped into her truck. As she drove to my apartment, I helped myself to one of her lovely melons and was suckling like a newborn, and rubbing her inner right thigh. It was a fun trip, made even better by the knowledge I was going to get some.

We groped, kissed and molested each other on the way up to my apartment. What should have taken 30 seconds probably took 10 minutes before we got inside. I shut the door, locked it, and threw her up against the wall. Kate was all tongue as a kisser, which is how I get too when I’m ready to fuck. I unbuttoned her shirt, and undid her bra, letting those huge tits out of their prison. My ex wife had cute but small boobs, so having a pair of knockers like these in my face was pretty much surreal.

I began to kiss all around her boobs, gently biting them, and flicking her nipples like a snake, caressing them as I kissed back up to her neck to her waiting mouth. I was trying to slow the pace down a bit at this point. Too much excitement can cause the gun to go off earlier than wanted. Kate was having none of that though. She put her hands on my hips and led me to my bed, pushing me over onto the mattress. She went down and unbuttoned my pants, sliding down the zipper, and pulling my cock out of my boxers. She took my extremely hard cock and began sliding her tongue up and down the shaft, occasionally stopping to tease my nuts while she stroked the head. Then she put her mouth over the head of my cock, and swallowed the entire thing. I had never had a girl do that before, and the sensation had me nearly spurting. I pushed her head away for just a second, so I could let the heat in my balls subside a little, and pulled her towards me. We began to kiss again, and as we did, I unbuttoned her jeans and slid them down a little. She reached down, still kissing me, and finished pulling her pants and panties off.

Kate then sat up a little and gave me a kind of nervous smile as she grabbed my dick and began to rub it against her slit. I remember it felt so hot and gooey as she slid my dick against her. I was so excited I kept pushing my pelvis towards her, trying to slide my dick inside of her, but she held my cock pretty firmly. I didn’t think I could take anymore, and I guess she must have felt the same way because she took my cock, and guided the head into her little hole. As soon as I felt myself enter her, I gave a hard thrust, entering her all the way. Damn it felt fucking incredible! There is almost nothing in this world that feels as good as entering a new woman for the first time. The sensation is absolutely amazing!

I put my hands on Kate’s ass, and tried to match my thrusts with hers, so our pelvises were meeting at the same time. The feeling of her warm sweet pussy was complete sensory overload, and I was doing pretty much everything I could to stop from just going off. Every little trick I had ever heard of, counting cracks in the ceiling, thinking about a boring day at work, trying to remember what I had to the next day, each little thing only delaying the inevitability of my impending orgasm. I wanted the first time to be good, but being that I hadn’t had sex in nearly 5 months, I knew it was going to be much shorter than either one of us wanted.

As the creeping ejaculation came steadily nearer, I began to fantasize, as I always do when I’m fucking about cumming inside her. I am utterly and completely turned on by the thought of impregnating women. Other than my ex wife however, who bore me two beautiful children, I had never acted my fantasy out. I always fantasize about it, but the girls I cum in are always on the pill, or far removed from their fertile time of the month. As bad as I wanted to fill her with my baby juice, I knew I would end up pulling out and spraying on my own stomach. Reaching the end of the line, brought even closer by my own twisted thoughts, I told Kate I was going to cum. Kate then did something that at the time seemed unfathomable. She pressed herself down on me and held my cock buried in her tight snatch. She began to gyrate her pelvis putting even more pressure on my already unstable cock. I told her I was going to cum again, thinking she had maybe misheard me, when she moaned something that sealed her doom, “uhhhhh, cum in me”.

At first I didn’t think I heard it right. It flashed in my mind just enough to delay the orgasm another second or two. “Cum inside my pussy”, she moaned. Then, as if to reinforce what I had already heard, she repeated it yet again. “You want me to cum in your pussy baby”, I returned? “Yes she squealed, I want you to cum in my pussy”. I began to push hard and fast at that point. I was way too far gone to stop now. I was actually fulfilling a fantasy that I had never even dared consider fulfilling before. I grabbed her ass and held my breath. My toes curled, my muscles tightened, and I instinctively pushed my dick as deep as I could. And then I came.

It felt as if the tip of my dick exploded inside her. I grunted loud and hard as I released 6 months of stored up sexual tension, and 5 weeks of stored up seed into her beautiful body. I could feel each pump distinctly, and I swear each shot was its own separate orgasm. I continued holding deep inside her, until my hips began to burn. Then I finally relaxed, and we just stayed there in that position, her on top of me with my cock still buried inside her. Neither of us spoke for at least five minutes. For me, it was the aftershock of both an earthshattering orgasm and the contentedness of a fantasy fulfilled. Kate finally broke the ice by telling me I looked super sexy when I’m coming (I get that a lot, and I don’t really know what to make of it.) I told her that it was the most intense orgasm I ever had. We made small talk for the next few minutes, when Kate told me she needed to go to the bathroom and “drain” herself. It was at that point I realized there was no reason to ask her if she was on the pill. She tried to get up, but I wrapped my arms around her. “Lay here with me awhile”, I whispered. I could tell she really wanted to get up, but I’m pretty strong, and after a second of gazing into her eyes, I won the battle. She relaxed in my arms and we began to kiss again. As we kissed I began to think about what I had done, and I began to imagine what she was going to look like with a belly full of my baby. The thoughts got the blood pumping and I began to get hard again inside her. Within a few minutes we were fucking again.

Kate and I spent the rest of the night practicing coitus uninterruptus and leaving little love stains all over my sheets. The next morning she drove me back to pick up my bike at the bar. I gave her a kiss, my phone number, and headed home. I never heard from her again. However the seed had been planted. Not necessarily in her body (although I wouldn’t be surprised if it had) but in my own mind. I knew I could never go back to just imagining my impregnation fantasies ever again. I had once thought I was a deviant for my desires to impregnate women, but having found this site, and other like-minded people, I realize I am not.

E.E. Cummings once wrote: “It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.”

I have the courage to admit that I have grown up sexually and admitted to myself what my desires truly are. Needless to say my sexlife has been amazing ever since.