Getting Pregnant

We grew up in a very conservative church and when we married we were both virgins, very much in love, but very innocent. We were also both very idealistic about the idea of Holy Matrimony and the ‘purity of the marriage bed.’ Although we didn’t know much about sex we were very keen to learn but there wasn’t much useful information available to us at the time and any physical research before marriage was prohibited. Any touching was only allowed with hands outside clothes.

We did manage to consummate our marriage on our wedding night and our honeymoon was a very loving time together but we were so ignorant and incompetent that our attempts at intercourse weren’t much fun. It was only when we got home to our new apartment that we faced up to the glaringly obvious fact that we were not very good at doing sex.

We were not even sure if the missionary position was all that our church allowed us to do but we were not going to ask. We prayed about it and quickly decided that our marriage license allowed us to do anything we could think of. So we gave thanks for the blessing of having each others fun bits to play with and made a start on researching the exciting possibilities of married love-making.

We were both very shy at first and even little things like getting dressed in the same room took us a while to get comfortable with. Being naked was easier for me because I have always been proud of my figure and liked showing off my breasts. It was harder for Will, he was tall and slim and he always gets an erection when he sees me naked. He is self conscious about it because it is quite long and points straight up. I like it and I think it is rather sweet that I have always have such an effect on him.

We had only been married six months when we decided to have a baby and, because I wanted our baby’s birthday to be before the start of the school year, we didn’t have much time. We hoped to get pregnant at my next fertile time. At first Will wanted us to wait so we could spend more time together but other young people in the church were getting pregnant and I really wanted to have a baby.

We were both students so we often found time to make love in the daytime at our sunny flat. We were still a little bit shy but we would have a shower and then kneel and pray that God would bless our marriage. We found practicing to have a baby great fun. We could hardly believe that it was happening to us and would remind each other that we did have a license to do it and we were being obedient to God’s command to be fruitful and multiply. We told ourselves that we were in training to do God’s work and we really did believe it. Naked sex in the daytime with God watching made us feel like naughty children and we found it very exciting.

But there was one thing that had been concerning me for some time. I was really worried about all the semen coming out as soon as we made love because I thought it might mean that I couldn’t get pregnant. The Christian marriage books that we bought didn’t mention it and nor did the ‘how to do it’ articles in the magazines that I bought.

I discussed my concerns with Will but he didn’t think that the overflowing was a problem. I asked him to have a good look as soon as he withdrew. He examined me closely and had to admit that most of the stuff he had just squirted in was leaking out. But he still didn’t think it was a problem. So the next time we made love I got up, walked around the bed and stood with my pussy nearly in his face. I told him it was not normal, the way the semen he had just given me was all coming out . He could only mutter that I looked lovely to him,’very healthy and very nice’. I just felt annoyed and gave up on getting any sense out of him.

Still, practicing for conception was fun, we really enjoyed the feeling that we were doing God’s work and two days before our planned impregnation we decided to abstain and spend our time together praying for our baby. On the big day we both went to classes in the morning but we both found it hard to concentrate. Back at our flat in the afternoon we showered and knelt by our bed to thank God for his gift of procreation. Will was obviously very aroused and we wondered if it was okay to pray with an erection. We discussed it; I felt between his legs and I realized that he wasn’t going to relax anytime soon. Touching him gave me a  twinge in my clitoris and I involuntarily spread my legs a little. Will  noticed and reached around my bum and touched my pussy, it was very wet and he slid his hand up and gave my erect clitoris a gentle squeeze. We then decided that him being stiff and my throbbing pussy didn’t mean we couldn’t still talk to God so we prayed as usual for his blessing on our love making.

When we got onto the bed we were both already very aroused so we didn’t spend much time on foreplay. I kissed his scrotum, knowing the sperm in there was about to carry half our baby’s genes on the journey to my ovum. Will couldn’t resist playing briefly with my tits; they give us both a lot of pleasure every day and we are looking forward to giving them new role. He flicked my clit a couple of times with his tongue and I couldn’t wait a second longer.

I asked him to go to the end of the bed and then stacked pillows under my bum so that my vagina was pointing straight up. Will was going from one foot to the other, barely able to wait. By the time my pussy was higher than the rest of me and I was spreading my labia he was almost drooling at the sight. His penis was twitching as he climbed onto the bed and mounted me. I had to steady him and guide him in and he only thrust three times before he had a massive orgasm that was followed by about fifteen spasms. I rubbed my clitoris against him and came too. As he carefully withdrew I held a hand over my lips to keep the semen in.
I got Will to help stop the overflow by holding my vulva lips closed. He did, but was still protesting that there was no need and said I was worrying about nothing. Still he did his best because he knew it was important to me. He tried lots of different ways of gently squeezing my labia together but found it surprisingly tricky to restrain the overflow. He couldn’t stop it at the bottom where the vulva is really shaped for easy penetration.
It was obvious that manipulating my pussy was making Will very aroused again so after about ten minutes I decided to give him a little reward. I shoved the pillows off the bed and made passionate love to him. Afterwards we both felt temporarily exhausted. But when we recovered we felt so energized we went out jogging. We were both wearing shorts but mine were very short and I soon got a large damp patch from leaking semen but we were on a quiet trail so no one noticed. Except Will who was running behind me. He said that my tight little butt was making him horny and he couldn’t get the image of my wet pussy out of his mind. I told him to forget it, cool it, we are not doing it again today and not until we have showered, eaten and slept. We were both still  on a sort of hormonal high so we ran for several miles then went out to dinner to celebrate. We laughed when we remembered Will’s response to my ungainly pillow position, and joked about the new ways that I might be able to give him a surprise treat sometime. That night we were really tired, went to bed early, and had a long sleep.
Although we were both confident that our first attempt at impregnation had been successful we liked the sense of purpose that working on getting pregnant gave us and Will made a special effort to keep me topped up over the next few weeks. He was feeling very happy and I began to feel a lot more relaxed about my overflow ‘problem’ too. He was right, I shouldn’t have worried about it. A month later our pregnancy was confirmed, an answer to prayer.

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13 replies
  1. FutureWifey says:

    I loved your story. It sounds like you have a very strong and passionate marriage led by the Lord. I think it’s amazing how you mentioned there wasn’t much useful information to you at the time, but you guys were able to lean on God and create beautiful memories while trying to have a baby. Thanks for sharing them with all of us!

    • Annewin says:

      Not knowing much about sex is the downside of staying virgins. Our pastor discourages even kissing before marriage (but we were kissing passionately for months before we married and didn’t go any further.)
      Our naivety was a result of our prudish upbringing and really trying to do it God’s way. But we should have had better guidance and more information.
      It wasn’t the easy way but the upside is that we do feel that God has richly blessed us.

    • Annewin says:

      And thank you for your kind comments. This site is a wonderful place to learn about new possibilities for our marriages.

    • Annewin says:

      I probably shouldn’t be too specific because it wasn’t a big community. It was more fundamentalist than we want for our children and we are now in a mainstream Baptist Church.

  2. HV450 says:

    Love it! Making babies is the best fun.
    I think that being obedient to God in our Christian marriages and being aware of his gift of procreation makes for the best sex. It is the old paradox, if you make sex an idol it will become empty, if you put it in it’s place it is the most wonderful thing.

    • Annewin says:

      Maybe it is because so much about sex used to be seen as sinful that we still feel happiest when we are telling ourselves that we are just having this much delicious fun because we are being God’s obedient children.
      Our church preaches a lot about sin and this is probably why we always feel a sort of naughty excitement when we are trying new things.

  3. Trieste2 says:

    We were virgins too and didn’t know how much stuff comes out; we made big stains on our new mattress in the first weeks after we were married.
    I can empathize with your concerns about getting pregnant. I saw an article in a magazine that suggested putting pillows under your bum but getting your man to hold your labia to stop the overflow is clever. He did well and he obviously enjoyed his time up close with your pussy!

  4. Annewin says:

    The books we had didn’t mention the wet patch but I eventually accepted that I had to make a brief trip to the bathroom while the lucky one can just relax.

  5. HoneyNugget says:

    What a wonderful story. My wife and I were both clueless virgins too. We saved everything for our wedding day. I think getting pregnant sex is awesome. Even though my wife and I didn’t plan on becoming pregnant on our first time, our child reminds us of how powerful sex can be. Two people coming together as one, as God intended. God Bless!

  6. Annewin says:

    I am glad we made a planned time for getting pregnant. I am thinking that next time we will make it a special occasion for the celebration of God's gift of procreation.
    Maybe we will spend a whole weekend naked and enjoying being His children. I can just imagine Will's eyes lighting up when I suggest it!

  7. Anonymous says:

    I read your story again; we like to commit our lovemaking to God too. We also decided that we sometimes want to pray when we are already making love and now we think that it is okay if she has me 6 inches up inside her. Our thanks for Our Heavenly Father's bessing our marriage do tend to be rather more heartfelt……..

  8. Annewin says:

    'do tend to be rather more heartfelt……..' You do need to remember that what you are giving thanks for when you are together is just a tiny foretaste of the ecstacy that we will feel when we are worshipping in Heaven. It is a sign of the union of Christ and His Church. Sex is the earthy celebration of the glorious blessing to come. We sometimes can't help praying as we orgasm.

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