You’re Horny When You’re Angry

by Fidget

Chapter 1

"I know we agreed to have children, Jonathan, but I'm just not ready, and honestly, I don't know that I'll ever be."

"What am I supposed to do with that, Nicole? I married you specifically with the intention of starting a family with you!"

"I don't know, Jonathan, and I'm sorry, but I just don't feel comfortable with the idea anymore!"

Jonathan watched Nicole, his pretty wife of 3 years, as she stood there with her hands on her attractive, flared hips. He could tell that she was starting to get angry - her brow was furrowed and her cheeks were starting to color in a way that had become very familiar to him over the years.

Nicole had always been a bit of a powder keg, but honestly that had been part of the curvy hottie's appeal; Jonathan had always thought she looked sexy when she was angry, and for some reason Nicole was always wildest in bed when he riled her up a bit first. Their sex life was pretty great in general, with Nicole just as physically attracted to him as he was to her, and there was nothing more satisfying to either of them than feeling Jonathan's thick dick pumping inside Nicole's sexy body.

The only problem for Jonathan, of course, was that even though Nicole had initially agreed to have kids with him, she always insisted that they use condoms, and so Jonathan had never gotten to experience the ultimate satisfaction of actually filling her pussy up with his cum, of lying next to her with his balls empty and knowing that his seed was hard at work in his wife's fertile body, trying to knock her up with his offspring.

"So what does this mean? Are we gonna become one of those married couples who never have sex?"

"Oh, we'll still have plenty of sex. I love you, Jonathan, and I want to be with you - we just need to make sure that we continue to use protection whenever we fuck."

"You'll need to continue to use protection, you mean. I'm not gonna remind you."

"Fine! I don't need you to remind me!" she suddenly shouted, now legitimately angry with him. Jonathan watched as Nicole's anger brought an appealing flush of color to the pale skin of her cheeks and chest. Damn his wife was sexy - that body was practically begging to get knocked up.

"As though I'd ever have sex with you without it!" she finished, and stood there breathing heavily.

We'll see about that, Jonathan thought to himself, sure that he could get her to change her mind at some point, or at least convince her to be risky once or twice along the way.

Six months later, however, Nicole had stuck to her convictions without a single slip-up. She was a rock, solid and immovable, the very picture of safe sex. They were both still young and horny though, so they still had sex multiple times per week - often multiple times per day - but no matter how hot Jonathan got her, no matter how badly he made her beg for it it, he could never get his cock anywhere close to her wet, drippy pussy without Nicole pausing to quickly roll a condom onto his throbbing baby syringe.

As time continued to pass, Jonathan began to despair of ever convincing his wife to have kids. He concocted more and more outlandish schemes to get her to change her mind or to forget to wear protection, all without success, until one day an especially unlikely opportunity fell into his lap. He knew it was beyond a long-shot, but without any alternatives, he didn't have much choice but to give it a chance.

Nicole enjoyed small-scale stage productions: local plays, comedy routines, magic shows, etc., and so when Jonathan asked if she wanted to go to a hypnotist's show with him, she had no reason to be suspicious and eagerly agreed.

The day came, and it seemed like a pretty standard show. The hypnotist began with a general induction, and Jonathan paid close attention to Nicole's facial expression as the induction continued.

After a few minutes of visualizing beaches and going down stairs, Nicole's breathing had become steady and regular, and Jonathan thought it was high time to put his plan into action.

He leaned over and whispered, very quietly, into her ear.

"This is fun, isn't it, Nicole?"

"This is fun."

"That's right, it is. You enjoy feeling like this, don't you?"

"Yes, I enjoy feeling like this. It's nice..."

"You know, you should stay here when he says to go up on stage. You don't want to do anything embarrassing."

"Don' wanna be embarrassed," she whispered back in agreement, her breathing still deep and regular and her eyes half-lidded.

Just at that moment the hypnotist began inviting anyone hypnotized to come up on stage. A number of people found themselves getting up and making their way to the front of the auditorium, but Nicole, of course, remained firmly seated.

"You want to relax and listen to me and keep an open mind," Jonathan continued. "Everything I say is important, and you want to trust me and agree with me while you're feeling relaxed like this."

"I'll trust you and agree with you while I'm all nice and relaxed."

"That's right. You like how close we are."

She snuggled a big into him. "Like it when we're close."

That seemed like a good enough segue for Jonathan.

"Yes, you do. You like it when we have sex too, don't you?"

She smiled. Damn, even when Nicole's hypnotized she's sexy, Jonathan thought to himself as his pants tightened.

"Like it when we have sex..." Her cheeks were turning pink. She was starting to enjoy this conversation, and what Jonathan was saying was very clearly true. She wanted to agree with him. After all, she felt so nice and relaxed.

"You don't like it when we argue though, do you?"

Her smile disappeared. That was certainly true. "Don't like to fight..."

"I know. Whenever we argue, you get angry."

Her brows furrowed. "Get angry every time we fight..."

This was going even better than Jonathan had hoped. It was almost like she was leading him to his next suggestions. "Exactly. You get angry every time we argue, no matter what. You can't help it. Still, it's important to stay connected, even when you're angry."

"Wanna connect when angry..." She seemed to accept this readily enough.

"It would be healthier if getting angry made you want to connect."

Someone on stage was clucking like a chicken. Jonathan and Nicole both ignored them - he had more important things to focus on, and Nicole was busy agreeing with Jonathan while she felt so nice and relaxed.

"Wanna connect when angry..." Nicole repeated, more resolutely this time.

"Getting angry makes you want to connect physically."

"Wanna touch when angry..."

"Exactly. The angrier you get, the more you want to touch.You begin to crave it."

"The angrier I get, I crave touch..."

Ok, Jonathan thought to himself. Here's where it gets dicey.

"One thing about getting angry though, is that you seem to really enjoy sex when you're mad."

"Sex feels really good when I'm mad," Nicole agreed, confirming Jonathan's suspicions not only that Nicole's heightened emotional state really did translate to more intense sex, but that she was aware of it and enjoyed it as well.

"Exactly. It's really easy for you to get turned on when you're angry, because you know how good the sex will feel."

"I get turned on when I'm angry because I want to have good sex..."

Jonathan had expected far more pushback, but it seemed like Nicole wanted this just as badly as he did. He decided to go for broke.

"The angrier you get, the hornier you get."

"The angrier I get, the hornier I get," was the upbeat, almost enthusiastic response.

"The hornier you get, the more you lose all of your sexual inhibitions."

She smiled again. "Get a lil' wild when I'm horny..." Her nipples were erect and poking holes through her tight shirt, rising and falling with her breasts as her breathing deepened and a flush crept up her neck.

Jonathan was hard as a rock as he stared at his young wife's perky breasts. He almost stopped right there so he could take her home and fuck her, but he still had important work to do.

"The hornier you are, the harder it is to think."

"Hard to think..." Her nipples were so stiff it looked painful. It was almost like this was turning her on just as much as it was Jonathan.

"The hornier you are, the harder it is to remember to use protection. You just want sex."

"It's hard to remember condoms... just want sex..." From her expression it seemed like this was already the case. For all of her protests to the contrary, it looked like Nicole wanted him inside her bareback just as badly as he did - she had just been able to keep a lid on those urges. Until now.

"That's right. You forget about condoms and just want sex. Plus, the thought of risky sex is a huge turn-on for you."

"No protection... so riskyyy..." Her blank smile grew broader. "Wanna be risky."

Ok, that should be enough, Jonathan thought to himself. Now for a few loose ends.

"Exactly, Nicole. That's very good. Also, just like being horny makes you forget to use protection, going to get Plan B always slips your mind for a day or two after sex; it's much better to just enjoy feeling sexy and full instead."

"Wanna feel sexy and full after sex." She was still breathing heavily with arousal. "Hard to think about Plan B..."

"In fact, you have such a short fuse that even the thought of me getting you pregnant makes you angry. And you know what happens when you get angry, don't you?"

"I get horny..." She seemed almost excited at the idea.

"That's right, Nicole, and you know what happens every time we have sex..."

"Wanna feel sexy and full for days and days..." Nicole was now actively thrusting out her chest. Jonathan needed to end this soon before anyone noticed.

"Exactly. Also, details of our sex life are private, and don't need to be shared with anyone."

"Our little secret..."

"Finally, you're confident that any problems that come up between us, we can deal with together. We're a team."

"A sexy team and you've got a big cock." Jonathan almost shot off right there in the middle of the hypnosis show.

"That's right, Nicole, I do, and you like that big cock. Ok, babe, it's almost time to wake up, but before you do, you should forget our little conversation here."

Her brows furrowed again. "Forget...?"

"That's right. You don't need to remember anything after you get all relaxed like this. You just drifted off a bit at the hypnotist show and won't remember anything that happened until you woke up."

"Won't remember... just feeling all relaxed..."

"Ok, Nicole, it's time to wake up!"

Nicole slowly came to, and was surprised to find that she'd somehow missed half of the show.

She was also surprised to find herself feeling surprisingly horny. Ravenously so, even. She snuggled up next to Jonathan, pressing herself against him and tracing a finger along his thigh so that he'd know exactly what she had in mind.

"Hey, uh, Jonathan?" she purred suggestively. "The show's feeling a bit dull - wanna go back home and let me take care of that monster of yours instead?" She slid a small hand into his crotch and softly stroked his cock with the tips of her fingers, immediately noticing her husband's erection. "Ooh, it definitely feels like someone's ready to come out to play!"

A few minutes the couple was practically running out of the amphitheater together, giggling like high schoolers.

On the way home Jonathan briefly tested his wife's conditioning as her hand played in his lap. "Its a good thing you didn't go up there on stage, isn't it?" he asked, keeping his voice casual.

"Yeah, I wouldn't want to be embarrassed," Nicole responded automatically.

Jonathan took that as a very good sign, because normally Nicole was pretty difficult to embarrass, and she would probably be more than willing to participate in a hypnosis show.

"Now just hurry up and get home so we can fuck!" she insisted, her hips already rocking on the car seat beside him. God he loved it when she got like this.

A few minutes later they were groping each other's bodies as they practically fell through the front door, stripping off clothes as they made their way back to the bedroom as quickly as they could while not tripping over each other.

Nicole wasn't sure where all of this arousal had come from, but she knew that she needed it bad that night, and quickly began scrabbling in the drawer of her nightstand for a condom.

In the meantime Jonathan was squeezing her boob and whispering in her ear, "Come on, babe, let's try it without tonight."

Nicole squirmed with arousal, her core hot and tingly. She was sorely tempted, just like she always was, but in the end she already knew that she'd say "no", just like she always did. Still, the fact that Jonathan was making her exert the effort to do so, taking her out of the spontaneity of the moment when all she wanted to do was to get fucked, annoyed her.

"No, Jonathan. Let's just hurry up and fuck, ok?"

Unfortunately, however, Jonathan looked to be in one of his baby-crazy moods again, and he didn't seem to want to let it drop.

"Come on, babe, it would feel so good!"

Nicole's arousal was quickly plummeting, and it was being replaced by anger. Instead of just having sex like she wanted to, she now had to fend off Jonathan's transparent attempts to get her pregnant. This was made all the more appealing, and therefore all the more frustrating, by the fact that Nicole did find the idea of risky sex surprisingly hot, especially with how turned on she'd been that evening.

"No, Jonathan, it's not going to happen! No matter how many times you ask!"

Nicole found herself growing increasingly heated as the argument continued. Instead of pushing him off and creating physical separation, however, as she usually would as an argument escalated into a fight, Nicole instead found herself craving more of Jonathan's touch on her skin, and she leaned back into his tall, strong body. Well, why shouldn't she? It was important for couples to maintain connection even when disagreeing, so it made sense that she would want more physical touch as things heated up.

Speaking of "heated up", Nicole hadn't noticed in her anger, but the arousal that had initially died down was somehow beginning to flare back up, and that warm, tingly sensation in her core was only growing the more she made contact with Jonathan's body on the bed. He was down to his boxer briefs, and the feel of his hard cock against the small of her back was starting to make her feel positively squishy. God she wanted that beast inside her. Why did she feel so achingly empty all of a sudden, and, more importantly, why did Jonathan have to be so damn stubborn?!

He didn't seem ready to surrender yet, either. "Oh, come on Nicole! The least you could do is have sex with me properly for once!"

Nicole's eyes shot open wide at this latest remark. She wasn't sure why Jonathan was being so antagonizing, but it was quickly sending her into a rage.

"Well if that's how you feel, maybe we just won't have sex at all then!" Nicole felt her cheeks warming as they colored with her anger, blood pounding in her face, and in her temples, and underneath her skin all over her body, making her feel alive and heightening the physical sensations she was experiencing. She was leaning back against Jonathan even harder at this point, and his strong arms were wrapped around her torso, squeezing and stroking her body, clearly still trying to turn her on even further even as they fought.

And, for some reason, it was working. Jonathan's hands rose up to Nicole's bra-clad breasts and tweaked her erect, sensitive nipples through the padded fabric, and before Nicole even realized what was happening, she felt herself going wild with a lust that threatened to overwhelm her, practically panting with need that seemed to have come from nowhere. She needed an outlet, or she was going to explode.

Nicole spun around and stared into Jonathan's eyes, her own eyes bright with fury and arousal, only inches away. She had leaned forward without realizing it, shifting the angle of her hips so that she could start rocking her ass against Jonathan's cock.

"Oh yeah?" he shot back, "Well it's not like us having sex is accomplishing anything anyway!"

All of a sudden, it was like a switch had been flipped. Jonathan watched as Nicole's pupils dilated and the rage in her expression was replaced with mindless sexual need, and then her face was crashing into his, kissing him brutally and hungrily as her hands flew to the skimpy undergarments they were still wearing and began tearing at them.

It was the hottest thing Jonathan had ever seen.

For her part, Nicole had felt her mind getting cloudier the angrier and hornier she got, until Jonathan's last jab had finally pushed her over the edge completely. All of a sudden her mind had blanked, and she had become nothing but a bundle of sexual instinct, aware of nothing outside of her all-encompassing need for Jonathan's cock to quench the fire burning deep inside her loins.

She practically threw her husband down on the bed and straddled him, her plump, teardrop-shaped breasts bouncing in his face as she mindlessly ground her bare pussy against his naked cock a few times. Nicole was practically dripping after being so wound up for so long after the hypnosis show, and Jonathan's cock slid readily into her soft, lubricated tunnel.

Immediately Nicole's body lit up with pleasure. It felt so good, so much more intense than usual for some reason, though in her nearly-feral state Nicole couldn't put her finger on why. All she knew was that this fuck was especially exciting, which only made her want that cock back inside her all the more.

Nicole bounced her pussy against Jonathan's crotch like her life depended on it, pulling her hips down against his with her hands, moaning with her desperation to get Jonathan's cock as deeply inside her as she could. She felt like a wild animal in heat, completely out of control as she chased her instinctive urge to feel that naked phallus slamming against the sensitive skin of her vaginal walls. She growled at the intensity of it all, squeezing Jonathan tight with her pussy as he fought his own battle with the stimulation of his insatiable wife's slick, unprotected vagina.

Jonathan had begun to feel a bit guilty at what he'd done, but his wife's wanton, completely uninhibited behavior was the most arousing thing he'd ever seen, and as much as he was starting to want to hold back, Nicole wouldn't let him, forcing his cock up inside her again and again as she rode him like a bucking bronco, screaming "Don't stop! Don't stop! Don't stop!" the entire time. Plus, the entire experience was so much more intense without a condom, and in spite of himself Jonathan could feel his body beginning to build toward orgasm. The realization that he was about to cum deep inside his wife's pussy without protection only made that outcome more inevitable.

"Omigod Jonathan that's so hottttt", Nicole moaned when she felt his cock thickening inside her and realized what was about to happen. She locked her knees around his hips on the bed, trapping him inside her and moaning low and bestial as she felt his dick start to surge, filling her fertile babymaker with his wriggling sperm for the first time.

Finally, once he was fully spent, Nicole felt the energy of her exertions flood out of her all at once, and she collapsed on the bed beside Jonathan, still squirming with pleasure. She felt so sexy and full all of a sudden, and she loved it.

A second later she rolled over and traced a finger down her exhausted, spent husband's sexy chest.

"Wow," she said with wide, sparkling eyes as she stared down at him. "That was incredible."

Jonathan couldn't even answer, as he was still gasping after the most intense orgasm of his life. He felt like a squeezed out tube of toothpaste in the best way - the whole experience had felt even better than he'd expected it to. And now his swimmers would be inside her, doing their work if it was the right time of the month.

As they rolled over and prepared to go to sleep, Nicole slowly felt her mind clear, almost like her capacity for rational thought were coming back. It was like waking up out of a fog of warm, red sexual heat, and it didn't lake long for her to discover what she'd allowed herself to do under the seductive influence of that heat.

She tried to criticize herself for her weakness, but she felt so warm and satisfied that, for once, it was hard to muster any anger. Well, she reasoned, only once probably won't hurt, as long as it doesn't happen again.

And it had felt amazing. Nicole apparently enjoyed risky sex even more than she'd thought she would. She tried to make a mental note to stop by the pharmacy the next day and grab some Plan B, but it was like her mind kept sliding smoothly off the idea. It was so much more satisfying to stop worrying and let herself sink into that feeling of sexy fullness instead. There was just something viscerally satisfying about having her manly husband's cum inside her pussy like this. Surely I'll remember to do it tomorrow, she thought to herself.

Seconds later, she was asleep.

It wasn't until a few days later that Nicole realized that she'd completely forgotten to go get her Plan B. The warm, satisfying daze she'd experienced for a few days after letting herself get filled up had finally dissipated, and now she was left frustrated at herself for having been so careless and stupid with her dangerously fertile pussy, no matter how good it had felt.

Jonathan had been expecting a confrontation about this eventually, and so he wasn't surprised when Nicole approached him one morning, already fuming.

"I can't believe you came inside me without protection like that, Jonathan! You didn't even warn me."

"Now, wait a second," Jonathan countered. "When this whole thing started months ago, you said that you didn't need me to remind you. Also, you told me not to stop. Multiple times!"

Nicole vaguely remembered doing exactly that, through the haze of lust that suffused her memories of their earlier tryst. She started to get frustrated at her lack of self control, which made her even more frustrated with Jonathan as a result.

"Be that as it may, you need to respect my decision on this!" She shot back. Her body began to release adrenaline as she got angrier, causing her breathing to deepen and her face to flush with emotion. Her heart rate and blood flow increased, and a significant portion of that increased blood flow began to redirect itself to her sex organs, which quickly became more and more inclined toward physical arousal.

"Nicole, you're an adult. If you decide to forego protection, that's also a decision."

She fell silent. It was getting harder to think for some reason. Her nipples were poking prominently through her blouse. The itchy feeling on her sensitive nubs was starting to make her tingle...

She was starting to get turned on again! Nicole realized what was happening, but, just as she'd experienced a few days before, there didn't seem to be anything she could do to stop it. Which just made her feel all the more helpless and frustrated.

Jonathan noticed the heat pulsing in his sexy wife's face. He walked over to her and firmly put his hands on her hips, feeling Nicole immediately move her crotch toward his. His cock began to stir at what he knew was coming next.

"Nicole, you need to just calm down," he said simply.

Nicole's eyes immediately widened in rage, just as Jonathan had known they would, and the next thing Nicole knew she had pulled his face down to hers and was practically invading his mouth with her tongue. The decision to do so had been completely unconscious.

She pulled away and stared up at him, her green eyes wild. "Don't. Tell. " she growled, as her hand reached down to unzip his pants and pull his cock out. "Me. To." She was fumbling with her own pants, sliding them down her legs along with her underwear, leaving her naked from the waist down and with a pussy that was quickly lubricating itself for intercourse.

"CALM. DOWN!" she half-screamed, by this point nearly blind, though whether that was with rage or sexual need, she couldn't tell. She hardly even noticed that she was dragging her husband through the house by his rock-hard cock, and the next thing she knew, she was on her back on the bed, pulling Jonathan down on top of her.

She arched her back against him. He smelled wonderful. "God, Jonathan, you just make me so mad sometimes," she said, teasing his lips with her own as she spoke, and she moaned when she felt him slide inside her. Yesss, that was exactly what she needed.

Once again, it never even occurred to Nicole to make sure that Jonathan used protection, and now that his cock was inside her, it was just so hard to think...

In her current state all she wanted was sex, and with Jonathan holding her down like this it didn't take Nicole long to start shaking in orgasm as he slammed his dick down into her body.

"God, yes! Don't stop, Jonathan! Don't stop!" she mindlessly shouted, needing the pleasure to continue, and as her mind shut down fully from the sensation, her words became increasingly unintelligible until it was just a string of "Yesyesyesyesyesyesyes!"

"Unh, babe, I'm about to cum," Jonathan told her as he felt himself getting close.

His words threatened to set her off again, but before her mind dissolved into pleasure once more, Nicole screamed, "Yes! Cum in me! Do it!"

Jonathan did it, his cock going off inside her like a geyser, coating her insides with thick spooge as his wife's fingernails scratched bloody lines across his back and she let out a low, unconscious groan at the warm sensation filling her belly.

Jonathan marveled as they collapsed beside each other again - the entire interaction had taken less than five minutes from start to finish.

The couple flirted and cuddled in bed for a bit as they enjoyed the afterglow together, and once again it was as though the past few months of tension between them hadn't even happened.

"Mmmm, Jonathan, you can't keep using sex to avoid arguments, you know," Nicole finally purred a few minutes later, after fully returning to her senses. She rubbed her smooth, bare legs luxuriously against his. "No matter how good it feels."

"I dunno, babe, it seems to be working out ok so far," he responded, inordinately pleased with himself.

She laughed. "True."

"Also, if I remember correctly, this was your idea both times!"

"Also true," she responded. "I'm not sure what's gotten into me recently."

"Well whatever it is, I like it."

"Me too. Or, this was a lot of fun, at least. Still, this isn't solving anything, honey - we'll have to deal with this stuff eventually," she said, but her tone was warm and lenient. She promised herself that the next time the subject came up, they'd be fully hashing it out, no matter what. And, once again, she sternly told herself not to forget to go get some Plan B that afternoon, and then promptly forgot about it.

"I know. We can talk about it later," Jonathan said, the guilt coming back in force. Nicole seemed satisfied, however, and she rolled over and snuggled up against him.

Nicole was satisfied, and spooning with her sexy man seemed so right when she was feeling all sexy and full like this. It was the easiest thing in the world to drift off into a nice, lazy afternoon nap, and when she awoke, it briefly occurred to her that the pharmacy would be closed. I'll just go get it tomorrow.

A few days later, like clockwork, Nicole once again found herself feeling grumpy and frustrated at her risky behavior as her haze of satisfied fullness wore off, and, once again, it soon escalated into a confrontation with Jonathan about their recent unprotected romps.

Though, as Nicole's body began to heat up again in the middle of their argument, she unexpectedly began to feel like taking Jonathan for another romp right then and there. After her behavior over the past week, Nicole hardly noticed anything out of the ordinary as she walked over to her husband, molded herself against him, and started rubbing his crotch, even as her eyes blazed up at him with anger.

"Whoa, Nicole, I thought you were mad at me?" Jonathan asked, passably feigning ignorance at his wife's growing arousal.

"I guess it's just all the heightened emotions," Nicole said as her skin tingled from the touch between their bodies. A familiar craving for cock filled her mind. "I think it's been making me really, uh, horny recently."

As much as Jonathan knew that he should feel guilty, he never tired of seeing his incredibly sexy wife wanting to bone instead of argue, and her fingers were making him want to fuck her more and more by the second.

Nicole openly moaned with need as she felt him stiffen through his jeans. Here we go again, she thought giddily to herself as she felt her mind beginning to cloud. She gave in to the sensation and dropped to her knees, unzipped Jonathan's pants, and fished out his twitching cock, running her hands over it lovingly as the rest of the world faded and the thick slab of satisfying meat became the center of her universe. She unthinkingly popping the tip into her mouth, forgetting that she usually hated giving blowjobs, and began happily bobbing and stroking, their argument forgotten once again.

After a few seconds of enjoying the rare treat of his sexy wife's lips on his cock, Jonathan gently pulled her to her feet and turned her attention to the bedroom, wanting to make sure that his cum ended up in her pussy where it could do its good work instead of being wasted down her throat, no matter how good it would feel to cum in her mouth. Nicole, knowing all too well what was coming, eagerly followed, shedding her clothing along the way.

She came to a few minutes later, wrapped in that warm, satisfying afterglow that let her know that she and her husband had fucked like bunnies once again. She jerked in surprise when she felt the slimy sensation between her legs, however, realizing that she'd somehow forgotten to use protection again, but her body felt so full and satisfied that it was hard to worry about it.

And, with her post-coital bonding hormones going full-tilt, she once again found that she just couldn't stay mad at Jonathan, and rolled over to wrap him up to cuddle, still tingling from their pleasant activities.

I guess it really is true that hate - or at least anger - is the closest thing to love, Nicole giggled to herself, enjoying the feeling as her body rewarded her for even more wanton, unprotected sex with her husband. Our sex life has been amazing recently. I really should go pick up some Plan B though - all of this risky sex - she squirmed with arousal at the idea - is bound to catch up with me when my cycle comes back around, if it hasn't already.

After a few weeks featuring a dozen similarly hot, satisfying trysts, however, Nicole slowly began to realize that something was off. She found herself resisting her tendency to complain to Jonathan when that delightful full feeling inevitably wore off a few days after each fuck session, almost as though she'd unconsciously realized that confronting him was what led to getting herself creampied in the first place.

This soon resulted in the longest dry spell Nicole and Jonathan had experienced in their time together. Nicole was still attracted to Jonathan - hell, if anything she seemed to be more attracted to him now than she'd ever been - but something about the thought of letting herself get turned on around him was starting to give her pause.

Also, Nicole had never managed to make it to the pharmacy, and she soon began to worry that Jonathan had actually managed to knock her up in all of their frenzied, unprotected coupling. As soon as the thought of Jonathan getting her pregnant entered her mind, however, Nicole felt the familiar, telltale flush and increased heart rate that signaled that she was getting angry again. Well, why shouldn't she? She had specifically told Jonathan that she didn't want to get pregnant, and here he had been filling her pussy with his dangerous seed every chance he got against her wishes! Sure she'd practically begged him to do so each time, but that was beside the point!

Before she knew it, Nicole had worked herself into a fury for the first time in over a week, and, just as quickly, she found herself seeking Jonathan out in his office, once again overwhelmed with that familiar craving for physical intimacy that always seemed to accompany her rage nowadays. As soon as she was with him, of course, that irresistible desire for intimacy became an irresistible desire for sex, and within minutes Jonathan had his sexy wife bent over his desk with her legs spread wide, groping her tits while he pumped his cock between her thighs and she moaned like the needy slut she so often felt like now.

"Oh God yes, Jonathan! Cum in me! Do it!" Nicole heard herself screaming again, and then he was doing it, filling her clenching emptiness with yet another load of his potent seed.

Later that evening they were cuddling in bed, and in spite of the calm that always came with having a pussy full of cum, Nicole was thinking about how odd it was that every time she got mad at Jonathan recently, they somehow ended up fucking.

On the one hand, they seemed happier together than they had ever been - instead of arguing, they just had sex, and Nicole had to admit that it was the best sex of her life, every single time.

On the other hand, though, Nicole knew they weren't actually solving anything, and on top of that was the risk of, well, what could happen with all of the unprotected sex they had been having. She was careful not to think about the "p" word - it just seemed too emotionally loaded somehow, and Nicole knew all too well how she had been behaving recently when she got emotional.

She mentioned her concerns to Jonathan as they lay there, how she had noticed that she seemed to completely lose control of herself sexually whenever she got angry.

"Yeah, that's weird," Jonathan agreed, trying to play the whole thing off now that Nicole seemed to be figuring out the patterns in her behavior. It should be fine either way, due to how he'd worded his instructions, but the longer he could keep up the charade, the better.

Nicole tried to stay focused on her concerns, but she felt herself beginning to drift off anyway. Something about feeling Jonathan cum inside her like that just made her feel so sexy, so warm and full, and it was hard to keep her conscious mind active when she felt so good. Out of the corner of her mind, she realized that Jonathan was still talking to her.

"I'm ok with it though," he was saying, still trying to be disarming.

"Yeah, I bet you're ok with it," Nicole responded, smiling contentedly over at him, but then she started actually thinking about that fact, and remembering what Jonathan ultimately wanted from her. "Wait a minute, you are ok with it! So let me get this straight." Her mind began to clear as she fought her way through that dopey feeling of satisfaction that always came with getting her pussy filled with Jonathan's man-cream. "I suddenly start fucking you without a condom every time I get mad at you, and I also can't seem to ever make myself go to the store for... whatever it is.. the next day?? You're not just ok with this, you bastard, you did this to me somehow!" Nicole thought back to when she had first noticed herself feeling this way. "You did something at the hypnotist show, didn't you?? You made me do this! And then you lied about it!!"

"Nicole, just calm down," Jonathan said. "You know what happens when you get angry." He raised an eyebrow and gave her a knowing stare.

Sure enough, Nicole was beginning to feel that inevitable tingle starting up again between her legs, building on how sexy she currently felt now that she was full of his cum. Oh no, not again! Not now!

Nicole tried to calm herself down, but the adrenaline her outburst had released into her bloodstream had already activated her arousal cycle. She felt her nipples stiffening on her chest, and noticed Jonathan's eyes flick down to her breasts. She fought the urge to arch her back and offer them to him, but her pussy continued to heat up nonetheless as the effort it took to resist her programming just made her angrier. All too soon it was more than she could take.

"Aaargh!" Nicole screamed in frustration, slamming her fists down on the bed, before rolling back over onto Jonathan and sliding his hardening dick back into her hot, wet pussy. Aah, relief. That was exactly what she needed. Her arousal peaked, her mind blanked, and she began the now-familiar routine of mindlessly bouncing up and down on her mate's cock until she took yet another load of his baby juice into her unprotected reproductive system.

A few minutes later, once Nicole was able to think rationally once more, she noticed that she was again awash with that familiar warm, satisfied afterglow that indicated that even more of Jonathan's wriggling sperm were making their way toward her uterus. Even so, she had no choice but to embrace the feeling to keep control of herself. "Jonathan, this is really fucked up," she said evenly, feeling sexy and euphoric in spite of herself.

"Nicole, I didn't want to do this, but you didn't really give me a choice. I've spent so long with you that I'm not sure I'd have time to start over with someone else."

"Well, even if I get... even if something happens, I'll just get rid of it," she continued in that calm, controlled voice, and then, fighting her instincts for post-coital intimacy, she rolled over away from him. Jonathan let her go, and Nicole tentatively pushed back against her pleasant feeling of satisfying fullness to try to think logically about her predicament.

The first thing that occurred to her was that she should just leave, but as soon as the thought even popped into her head, she knew that she wouldn't be able to. It was definitely her programming making her feel this way somehow, but that didn't seem to matter. She just knew that this was something she and Jonathan had to work through together, no matter what. And, despite this betrayal, she still loved Jonathan and wanted to save their relationship it possible.

Nicole also considered going back to the hypnotist and getting him to fix her, but for the same reasons the thought of getting other people involved with their business just felt so... wrong somehow. Nicole was also horrified to realize that this likely extended to doctors as well, meaning that in spite of her parting threat to Jonathan, she didn't think she'd actually be able to go through with getting an abortion if she did get p... if something did end up happening between their bodies.

Ultimately, Nicole concluded that her only chance was to somehow get her husband on board with one of these options so that it would be a joint decision. Since his entire goal in this situation was to father a child on her, Nicole didn't think it was likely that Jonathan could be convinced to get an abortion if something did happen, which meant that she'd need to somehow convince him to go back to the hypnotist. She had no idea how she was going to do that, of course.

Luckily for Nicole, unbeknownst to her an unanticipated consequence of Jonathan's programming was about to reveal itself the very next day, one that she was programmed to thoroughly enjoy. And, even better, it would give her a golden opportunity to finally set things right.