A Simple Walk in the Woods - Sex Stories

A Simple Walk in the Woods

... together at least for now but if you don't want to get fucked don't come home tonight because if you do come home you will be fucked until I can't get it up any more."

I did see a family law attorney on Tuesday and hired her to draft consent divorce papers. I fucked Elsbeth vigorously every night that she came home. She was served at home Wednesday night so as not to embarrass her at her workplace, but that didn't stop me from fucking her. It was the strangest thing -- I knew that I couldn't explain it to myself and I could tell from the deer-in-the-headlights look that Elsbeth always had when we were home that it was inexplicable to her too -- but as the divorce proceeded we probably had the best sexual relationship since our honeymoon. She was no blowup doll anymore, but a wildcat. Of course it did help that I usually thought of Rachel when I was unloading in her, but that was neither here nor there.

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Although I was sorely tempted to call Rachel almost every day after one month since I dropped her off at the airport for some reason I didn't. I couldn't explain that to myself either because you would think that since I was getting divorced that I would like to see how my connection with Rachel would play out in the future; but I wanted her to make the first move.

Almost six weeks to the day after the Sunday that Rachel and I spent together she called me on my cellphone.

"Hi Blake; why haven't you called me?"

"Hi Rachel; I was waiting for you ...

... to call. I wanted to be sure that you were really interested in me before talking to you, so letting you call would indicate that to me."

"If you weren't six five and strong as a gorilla I would think that you were a pussy," she chuckled.

"You're the one with the pussy," I chuckled back.

"OK, so now that we're on the line; I have something to tell you, Blake the bastard."

"Oh, what's that sweet Rachel?"

"You knocked me up, probably that Sunday that you enticed me over to your house and then spent the entire day with your dick in my cunt and your lips on my tits, that's what."

I paused for a long time; she remained silent on the other end. "How do you know that you're pregnant?"

"A blood test yesterday and throwing up this morning, that's how."

"Why do you think that it's mine?"

"I can just feel it. Also, you put more sperm into me in the week that we were together than my husband has in the last year. Finally, my doctor says that her timing is highly accurate and six weeks is when we first had sex. Anyway, I can confirm it with a DNA test as early as after eight weeks."

"Why weren't you on birth control?"

"Because my previous doctor said that because of the makeup of my uterus and fallopian tubes that there was a very small chance that I could ever conceive and I have been fucking John the last two years without birth control and never got pregnant, and the birth control pills I had the first few years I was married made me sick."

"What do ...