Princess 👑

I know I'm a handful, but that's what your two hands are for. 😉

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I get a call in the small hours of Easter morning from my best friend’s daughter. She’s stuck at a frat party with two of her friends and is getting scared. I rush to help her out and find them drunk and all dressed in bunny outfits. I take them all to my apartment, clean them up and let them sleep, and them make them breakfast. How was I to know how they would reward me?

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My new toys 💦💦

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After hypnotizing my mother into giving me a blowjob last week I again try to mesmerize my crush, Stacy, and it almost works except Mom interrupts.

[sex-storytime]

Put me in the Club

He is my illicit lover. If my parents knew I was seeing him they would hit the roof. If they knew what he was doing to me right now… they’d kill him! But I loved Jeff and I loved feeling of his tongue against my pussy. He would gently stroke my clit with it, then run it along the length of my hairless slit, hard, like his cock did just before it penetrated me. The tip of his tongue would tease its way into my inner folds, then back to my clit again, and he’d turn gentle again, teasing, coaxing my trembling body ever closer to a climax.

I felt my pussy gushing as he sucked my engorged clit, gently tugging it between his lips, then stroking it again with his tongue, then pulling it back into his mouth, then his tongue, then his lips, back and forth until I worried my moaning would wake the kids. My muscles stiffened as she felt an orgasm building. I tensed every muscle in anticipation.

Then he stopped. The son of a bitch always knew just the right moment to back off, just when I was soooo close, just when I was desperate to be pushed over the edge. My clit cried out for more attention, but his tongue was probing my hole, an inch of it poking inside of me, reminding me that, soon enough there would be six inches of hard cock taking its place, stretching out my vagina from me labia all the way to me cervix.

I trembled in anticipation of that feeling, that feeling of being completely full, of having him inside of me completely, deeper than any man had ever been. I lived for that feeling. I have had relatively few cocks in me before I met him, and I worried that, because he was so much older than me, my sex life would settle into the kind of dull routine my married friends bitched about.

But Jeff made sure that wouldn’t happen. His cock never got tired of my pussy, and I knew that, as much as I loved being young and independent kids, with my career, I was never happier than when Jeff’s big cock was buried in my snatch. But first things first. I needed to cum, and I needed it badly.

“Please,” I moaned. But his tongue had moved down to my asshole, and he was circling my little pink rosebud as his hands squeezed my ass cheeks. I wondered if he’d fuck my asshole too. I didn’t mind anal, but I’d much rather have his cock in my vagina. He knew that. But I couldn’t say no to him, no matter what he wanted to do. He knew that too.

“Please,” I said again. “I need to cum. I need it so bad.”

He ignored me, engaged as he was with firmly pushing the tip of his tongue into my asshole.

“Jeff, please.” Then a pause. “I’ll do whatever you want. Just make me cum now.”

He lifted his head. We had played this game many times before. He’d get me worked up until I was begging to be his slave, offering to do anything in exchange for the earth-shattering orgasm we both knew he could give me. No matter what he demanded, I always ended up enjoying it.

“Take me bareback,” he said, as he slid a finger into my ass. We knew this was a dangerous game. My parents and I had agreed that I should wait until my late 20’s. At 25, I felt like I was too old for the pill, so we started using condoms. Most of the time. But taking a risk was a huge thrill, and the times I’d used the withdrawal method hadn’t put me in the maternity ward so far.

“Tell me.” He said, as a second finger joined the first inside my asshole.

“I want to feel your cock inside me,” I panted. “I want to feel your sperm deep inside of me.”

We both knew he’d have to pull out, but we both got worked up thinking about the alternative.

“How deep?” he demanded. Deeper than anyone’s ever been, I thought.

“All the way. Shoot your sperm into my womb.”

Jeff started stroking his fingers in and out of my asshole, as his tongue resumed its assault on my clit. In a few minutes, I was screaming, as the long-delayed orgasm overtook me. Oh the electric contractions! I was in heaven and he took me there every time. Before I had finished coming down, his cock was inside of me. Usually he’d tease some more, but this time he didn’t want to give me time to relent and ask him to put a condom on. The first five inches of his cock slid right into my dripping pussy before I knew what hit me.

As he started slowly working his cock in and out of my tight hole, he kissed me. I could taste my sex on his tongue, and it turned me own even more. I loved having that reminder of how wet he had gotten me, even as my sopping pussy opened right up for his penetrating phallus.

As he thrust into me again and again, he slowly worked inch after inch of his manhood into me. No matter how many times we did this, I could feel him stretching out my innermost recesses like I was still a virgin. I grabbed his ass and tried to pull him deeper inside of me. Jeff had kissed his way down my neck to my breast, and was tugging at my nipple with his teeth. Every stab of pain as he bit down made me cry out, my pussy clamping down on his cock even harder. I had only just come, but I felt another orgasm building.

Jeff slid his fingers out of my ass, and grabbed my ass cheeks with both hands, lifting it up off the bed. At that angle, his cock thrust the rest of the way inside me in one stroke. I cried out as I felt the head bump up against my cervix. No other man had ever done this to me. No other cock had ever reached that place, pushing against the entrance to my womb. This was why, no matter what else happened, Jeff would always own my pussy. I felt stabs of pain, as he hit bottom with every thrust. The pain made me hot. The thought of how deep inside of me he was made me hotter. And the thought that, if he came right now, every drop of sperm would be inside my womb, searching for an egg, making my belly swell up with his baby — that made me hottest of all.

“You have to pull out.” I wasn’t so far gone that I had lost my sense. I couldn’t have another baby, no matter how much the though of having a bellyful of his sperm drove me wild.

“I will,” he said firmly, but he kept pounding his cock into me without slowing down. I could feel every inch of him, thrusting into my vagina again and again. I could feel his balls slapping against my ass cheeks with each stroke. And I could feel him stab into my cervix, again, again, again.

I knew he’d be true to his word and shoot his load on my belly, but me mind had already gone down another road. I was remembering the feeling of spurt after spurt of fertile sperm shooting into me. I remembered wondering whether the load inside of me was the one that would make my belly swell up with a baby. I remembered how much he fantasised about sucking the milk from my swollen tits, stroking my belly when he held me after we’d fucked, knowing his fucking me was responsible for the baby inside of me.

Before I knew it, I felt herself building towards another orgasm. I wrapped her legs around Jeff’s waist, urging him on. His cock pounded with renewed vigour, my cries echoing off the walls every time he hit bottom.

“Ah… fuck!” I was almost there.

“Wait.” I didn’t want to hear Jeff say this. I didn’t want to wait. I wanted his cock to keep fucking me into oblivion.

“I’m getting close.” He sounded worried, but he didn’t slow down for a second. I wouldn’t have let him.

“Don’t stop! Please…”

I knew exactly what I was asking him to do. To cum inside of me. To shoot millions of fertile sperm directly into my womb, each one searching for an egg, each one trying to make me pregnant.

“We shouldn’t,” he said, but Jeff made no effort to slow down. He was waiting for a go-ahead, and I decided to give him one.

“Cum inside my pussy,” I whispered. “I want your cum inside me. Just don’t stop.”

He didn’t. His thrusting became frantic, pounding into me even harder. I screamed, as another orgasm hit me like a freight train. My spasming pussy clamped down on Jeff’s cock, finally pushing him over the edge. I felt his cock spasm, the head lodged right against my cervix. Warmth shot through my pussy as a stream of cum shot out of his cock. And another. And another. And another.

I knew from past experience what a massive quantity of sperm Jeff produced - the times he had come on my face, he’d hit me with a thick stream that went from my hair all the way down to my chin. And then five or six more just like it. We’d posted photos of me online covered in so much sperm I wasn’t worried about anybody recognising me. Once when I was pregnant, we’d fucked on my lunch break at work, and I still had sperm leaking out of me on the subway ride home. I had hoped none of the other commuters noticed the thin stream of the stuff running down my leg and pooling in one of my sandals.

Now all that sperm was inside of me, and none of it was running out. Jeff’s cock was still lodged deep inside of me, plugging my pussy and not letting a drop escape. I supposed I could do the responsible thing and try and wash myself out. But I was long past doing the responsible thing. I held him there, inside of me, savouring the feeling of fullness.

“I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to—”

“Don’t worry. It’s what I wanted. I just needed you so badly. I don’t care if I get pregnant, as long as you keep making me feel like that.”

“You’re serious about this? You could be pregnant?”

“Right in the middle of my cycle. You probably just put me in the club!”

Jeff smiled, “I thought you didn’t want children yet?”

“I don’t, really, but if it happens, it happens we’ll manage. Besides, I love the thought that my belling might be swelling up with your baby.”

He kissed me deeply, and I felt his cock stir inside me. He was clearly excited by the thought too.

“Still, we should be careful from now on.”

“Actually, I was thinking, since the damage is already done…” I moved my head down to his cock, and ran my tongue up and down its length. “One or two more loads wouldn’t hurt.”

A few minutes later, his hard cock was inside me again, and by that time I had accepted my fate. I was going to have Jeff’s baby. I was going to take as much of his seed into my womb as I could, until my egg drowned in it. In a few months, my belly was going to start to bulge obscenely. By the time I got really big, it’d be summertime, and I’d spend the last three months wearing as little as possible, flaunting my pregnant body, bikini top straining to hold my big milk-filled tits; my huge pregnant belly exposed for the world to see.

I started to have an orgasm just thinking about it. I know my parents and I had talked about not having any kids yet until I’d met someone my age. But we’d deal with it fine. The baby would be a blessing, in the end. I wanted this mans baby… I wanted him. I had chosen well.

[usemycum]

Erin was surprised when she got invited on the guys camping trip. Every year since they were 14, she’d begged to go along, and every year the answer had been the same, “no”. She was 19 now, and had developed into a stunning young woman, the envy of many of her class.

The weather was hot, so she had decided to wear a miniskirt and a vest top. When the car arrived, as there was so much stuff packed into the small car, she was forced to sit on Robin’s knee in the back of the car. As soon as she sat down, she realised the skirt was a bad choice, as she felt a long hard cock press up against her panties through his shorts. Every bump the car went over caused his cock to rub against her clit, causing her to quietly begin to moan. Before she knew it, they had reached the service station, and they all went in.

Erin was the last back to the car, so she sat back down on Robins knee again, but to her surprise, something had changed. Now she could feel his cock bare against her already moistening pussy. She realised he must have taken his cock out as she climbed in, so now his bare cock was sat just outside her fertile pussy.

Before she could complain, he reached one hand slowly down her front, and down her skirt. She gasped as again they went over a bump, resulting in his cock pressing more into her clit through her panties. Without further ado, he slid her panties to the side, and lifted her up before lowering her onto his cock. His long cock kept going deeper and deeper into her, causing her to gasp before he dropped her, and she slid down to the hilt. He reached a hand up her white vest, to find she had not worn a bra today, resulting in him gripping her boobs hard. Every bump, the cock moved inside her tight wet pussy, resulting in a shot of pleasure through her entire body. It took everything she had to stop from crying out.

The final straw came as they drove down the dirt road to the campsite. The constant vibration and the pulsing of her pussy round his cock was too much, and she felt his cock tense and his hands pull her further onto him as he began to fill her with his potent seed. Her fertile pussy became full of his semen, with his cock acting as a cork, stopping it leaking out. The feeling of being full caused Erin to cum hard, causing her to force her hands over her mouth to stop herself groaning, her entire body tensing as the pleasure washed over her.

They fucked many more times over the course of the trip, sneaking back to the car every night to fill her up again and again.

[homewreckinghabits]

Audrey and you were best friends growing up. You lived down the block from each other, and you hung out more days of the week than not growing up.

Somewhere around middle school, your lifestyle and hers started catching up to the two of you. You both loved playing video games, but your parents had you playing sports year around: football in the fall, hockey in the winter, soccer in the spring, and summer hockey inbetween. Audrey’s parents wouldn’t allow her to play sports; they were worried about injuries and concussions, and her dad was conservative to the point that when Audrey asked, he’d say “Sports are a man’s activity; not for a girl.”

Compounded by the sweet tooth she’d always had, her inactive lifestyle led her to get chubby, then fat, then obese. Meanwhile, though you played games with her all the time, your active schedule and your drive to do well on your teams earned you a fit athletic body.

By high school, your body types shaped your social interactions like they always do with immature teenagers. You were a stud; you didn’t get the best grades, but combined with your varsity status on the football, hockey, and soccer teams, your body got you looks from most of the girls in school, and a number of dates. Meanwhile, Audrey was picked on for her weight, and because she lacked hobbies beyond video games, she was also picked on for her nerdiness. Hell, she even got picked on some for being half black, half white.

You hung out with her during the school day when you could, but you couldn’t be at her side all the time. People refrained from making fun of her when she was with you, either afraid of your reaction or afraid you might not like them for it. And when you walked up on people making fun of her, you always gave them a piece of your mind, called them cowards for bullying, and sent them on their way. Your popularity grew for your willingness to protect someone who couldn’t defend herself. Ironic, you thought, considering a lot of those people who idolized you for your defense of Audrey were the same people who were bullying her to begin with.

You dated a lot of girls throughout high school. Having a lot of options and not having the age to have patience made you get bored with them quickly and pick up new ones frequently. Somehow even this didn’t tarnish your reputation. The only thing you felt somewhat guilty about was that you knew Audrey had a crush on you. But… As awesome as she was (funny and smart and with similar hobbies to your own)… she wasn’t attractive, because she was fat. Still, she did a good job of trying to hide it from you, which made it easier for you to ignore as well, so you could continue your friendship.

After high school and a fun transitional summer, you each went to different colleges. You went to your state’s big-time college and worked your way steadily to your bachelor’s in teaching. Audrey, unsurprisingly, wanted nothing to do with the state where she grew up being picked on by everyone. She wanted as fresh a start as possible, so she moved across the country to a different college.

The two of you promised to keep in close contact, and you did for a few months; but messages got scarcer, phone calls practically ceased, and over those 5 years, you slowly lost contact aside from playing Xbox with her when your schedules gave you both the free time to do so, which was rare.

In your senior year, you met Christina: a gorgeous blonde journalism major with a quick wit. You ran into her at several parties, hit it off, and began dating. It was a whirlwind. 

She went to your grandfather’s funeral with you and comforted you. She helped push you to succeed in your new work environment. She cooked well, and she made love to you well. 

You moved in with each other before graduating, and within a year of your graduation, you proposed to her. She was amazing for you, and you knew you couldn’t get much better.

In another half year, you sent out your invitations. Your only request to Christina was that, as unorthodox as it might be, that if she said yes, your best friend Audrey could stand on your side, even though she was a girl. It took some convincing, but your fiancée eventually agreed. You called Audrey.

When you told her on the phone, there was a prolonged silence. “Aud?” You’d asked. “Um, yeah, sorry, I was on mute,” she replied. “Yeah, that’s amazing! Good for you. Can I come celebrate with you in person? You just graduated, I’ve got some free time, c’mon, it’s been years, let’s hang out!” You agreed, excited as hell to hang out with your best friend for the first time since high school. You told Christina, and even she was excited. You set a date for her to come visit. 

When the day of her visit came, nothing could have surprised you for what you opened the door to.

It was Audrey, upon a second’s reflection and mental comparison to the girl you remembered from high school, but barely. She had flowing, wavy black hair. Her brows were perfect, and even with light makeup, her eyes popped in a way that anyone might fall in love with them in an instant. She gave you a big toothy grin as she saw you, and you realized her lips were perfectly kissable (had they always been?), and… shit, had she even gotten a teeth whitening? Her teeth were pearly white.

Then there was her body. It was perfect. Where she did have curves, they were there in the perfect proportions, with equally perfect muscle. Her breasts looked like she’d gotten implants, but it was possible that when she’d lost all that weight, the fat that she held onto may have conveniently stuck around there. Either way, you were stunned. Her skin was incredible, too: perfect, smooth, wonderfully tanned; far from the acne covered teen skin you recalled.

And there was the way she was dressed. It was modest enough to not get the cops called on her in public, but a tight red shirt with cleavage, a skirt too short to possibly be called modest, and… White stockings? If she’d worn heels too, she might as well have been a high class escort.

“…What, don’t recognize your best friend?” She said teasingly with a curt bow, before moving up quickly and embracing you. You bewilderedly returned her hug, and she held onto you for a good ten seconds before withdrawing. “Gosh, I’ve missed you.” 

“Yeah, I’ve missed you too,” you replied. “It’s great to see you. You look…”

“I know. You remember high school. I was done with that life, so I made getting fit as much a goal as I did graduating when I moved away. Honestly, I didn’t want you to see me until I felt I’d changed enough. But I guess this is gonna have to be enough!” She shrugged

“Are you kidding me, Audrey? You look amazing. Shit, you look perfect.”

She blushed. “Anyway, where’s the girl?”

“She’s at work. She’ll be back by 8.”

“Good.”

“What?”

“Uh, good, that gives us time to play some games! You still have your Xbox hooked up? You’d better not if you don’t want to get humiliated in Halo.”

“Oh, you don’t even know what you just unleashed upon yourself.”

“Actually, I think I do.” She grinned deviously.

You sat down on the loveseat together and turned on the Xbox. You killed each other back and forth, competing with such fierce determination that you almost stopped thinking about how Audrey looked like an absolute dream now. You were having all sorts of fun, and you were one kill away from beating Audrey in a best of seven series. As you aimed the rocket launcher at her character, she saw it on your screen, and let go of her controller, jumping over your lap to grab your controller from you. “No!” She shouted, trying to wrest the controller from your grip.

You tried to take it back from her, but you could feel her gaining control of it through better leverage. Meanwhile, she was leaned over your lap, and you could see her ass peaking out from beneath her surprisingly short plaid skirt. You didn’t even notice as you struggled for the controller, but she must have, because she took one hand off the controller and put it on your cock through your shorts, making you gasp, before pushing against it to roll off your lap with the controller. “Sucker,” she exclaimed.

You watched your character slowly aim the rocket launcher at his own feet before you shouted “no!” and jumped off the couch to the floor with her, grabbing at the controller.

She tossed the controller as you got near, put her hand on your neck, and pressed her lips to yours. They were soft, wet, delicious… You pulled away.

“Audrey, what the fuck,” you asked offended, pulling back.

“You know how I’ve always felt about you,” she said, rubbing your neck lovingly with her hand. “And I know you’ve always loved me, even if just as a friend, because I wasn’t attractive at all. Well, now I am.”

She pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it away, then pulled her skirt down over her stocking-covered legs, tossing that. She lay on her side, leaning slightly forward, giving you a look down her incredible cleavage, and wearing a sultry face as she displayed the perfect body she’d spent five years cultivating for you.

“Look, I’m sure your girl’s nice, and maybe even pretty,” said Audrey, appealing to your logical side, probably knowing that that side of you was a lot more lenient while the primal side of you took her perfect, sexy image in. “But I know everything about you. Your favorite food, your favorite color, movie, band, song… Baby, we did everything together. Everything but give each other sexual pleasure.”

She crawled enticingly toward you and pushed you on your back, leaning over you and running her hand into your shorts. She wrapped her hand around your cock, and you moaned as she removed your shorts and briefs as she stroked you.

“I even know what you like in that department. I know you like a fit girl who still has some curves. I know you like big breasts, and a girl who wears enough makeup to stand out, but not so much she looks like a whore.” She stroked your cock, bringing it closer to her chest so that the base and your balls rested against her soft breasts. It felt amazing. You looked down, and you noticed…

“Yeah, that’s exactly how I look, isn’t it? That’s right. I’m your dream girl, love. I know exactly what you want. And that’s what I want to be. I want to be your girl. The girl you’ve always wanted to fall for. The one you want to fuck, play games with, watch movies with, show off at public events. All those little sluts always used to be so proud of having you on their arm in high school. I want to be proud of having you on my arm, but I want you to be proud of having me on your arm too.”

You were stunned. She was perfect. She looked perfect, she felt perfect, and this was still the same girl you’d always been best friends with; her personality was perfect. You’d always loved her as a friend, but now…

She stepped over your thighs, and with one hand moved her panties to the side, and with the other, guided your cock into her pussy. She must’ve been wet before, because you slid in very easily, and you moaned at feeling her tight warmth engulf your manhood.

“Finally! I’ve… waited… so long for… this!” she slowly rode your cock up and down, eliciting moans of pleasure from both of you. You noticed a couple tears running down her cheeks, along with a smile that was not just of carnal pleasure, but of emotional happiness as well. It was amazing. It was love-inducing.

She leaned forward and kissed you passionately as she continued to grind her hips. As you held her lower and upper back to help thrust, one of her hands lay against your chest, over you heart, and another reached for your hip to help set the pace of your thrusts to match hers.

“Cum for me, please,” she said, increasing your pace. “Please, I’ve wanted this for… Oh, oh god I want it so much.” It was clear she had no intention of having you pull out, but the knowledge that she wanted your cum in her so bad because she loved you was an insane turn-on. You wanted to give her your cum as much as she wanted it. You increased your pace even further, and you both moaned loudly as you approached your orgasm.

“I’m, cumming…!” You said to her, and she made sure to keep riding you, but kept her hips low to take your full length as you sprayed your seed into her womb. “Yes, yes baby, give it to me!” she said as you bucked wildly. You could tell she was cumming at the same time as you did by her facial expression.

After you finished, she slowly dismounted you, then lay next to you on the floor, laying one leg over yours and her hand on your chest. When you looked over at her, still practically paralyzed by the pleasure you’d just experienced, you met her eyes. She had a calm, loving smile, on her lips and in her eyes as she stared upon you, then moved her hand from your chest to your face to stroke it.

“I’ve always loved you… You know that. And I know you loved me as your best friend. Now that I look like this, you can love me as something more.”

“But Christina… Audrey, I…”

“I’m sure she’s great. But we’re meant to be together. Have you ever met someone who knows you and gets along with you like me?”

“No…” You admitted. “…You’re right. You’re right, Aud. I’ve never felt like I just did. My heart’s exploding. I do love you.”

She pulled you in close and kissed you. You felt her lightly shaking, and you felt a drop of water hit your cheek. “I know..”

“…Oh, and I’m on birth control, by the way. You’re getting a lot more sex with sexy new me before we discuss kids,” said Audrey, toweling off in the bathroom. 

“… But what about Christina? I can’t just end it with her right now for no reason,” you asked as you dressed later after your third round of sex and a shower.

“I know. You wouldn’t do that; you’re a better person than that. One of the reasons I love you. It’ll have to be over time. We’ll figure out how to sabotage things a little bit at a time… Make it seem like these things were inevitable, and maybe the two of you just weren’t meant to work out.” Audrey spoke as she smiled at you from the bathroom doorway, buttoning up a sweater that was much more modest than the shirt she’d worn earlier. Even in less revealing attire, she was still the most beautiful sight you’d ever beheld.

“That makes sense. That could work,” you agreed.

“But ‘til then, including this trip, I’m gonna keep you very empty.” She winked.

Just then, you heard keys jingling at the door.

As it opened, Audrey exlaimed, “Hiiiii!” and hugged your soon-to-be-not fiancée as if she were a close girl friend. “I’ve heard so much about you. I’m Audrey. I’m so excited about your future with my best friend!”

Right, sure she was.

[usemycum]

Lana enjoyed her work as an intern at the hospital. She met patients from all over the county and was learning so much! The uniform was a tiny bit strange, but this was one of the best hospitals in the country so Lana accepted it as just part of their methods. Lana was the only girl on her ward, so as such was able to use her feminine charms to get exactly what she wanted. Feminine charms, Lana smiled to herself, mainly consisted of her having one too many of the buttons of her tight fitting uniform undone, showing off her slim figure to whomever she was trying to influence. Funnily enough, this 18 year old with perky tits and an ass to die for could make most of the men on the ward jump to do whatever she wanted. Today however, Lana wanted something more. It was the part of her monthly cycle that Lana enjoyed the most as she was the most fertile, and therefore desperate to get fucked. She felt the primal urges rising through her, changing everything from how she walked to her stance when she stood, making her subconsciously push her breasts forwards. From the hungry looks from both doctors and patients alike, she could tell the men around her were detecting it too.

This issue was easily enough fixed however. Lana walked to one of the treatment rooms, Room D, and changed the sign on the door to occupied. She knew at least one of the doctors would have seen her go in so it was only a matter of time. She calmly crossed the room towards the bed before bending over and lifting up her gown. It was less than a minute before she heard the door open, close, and lock behind her. The anticipation of what was to come grew as she continued to stare at the wall in front of her, gently moving her butt from side to side playfully. Every second she waited, Lana’s pussy got wetter, soaking through her panties and telling the man behind her that she was ready for him. She felt two firm hands push down on her back, forcing her into the mattress before he tore off her soaked panties. His cock pressed gently against her pussy’s lips, parting them as he positioned himself comfortably, ready for what came next.

Lana tried to work out if this one was wearing a condom. She wasn’t on the pill, there was too much excitement in the risk of getting pregnant, and the men of the ward knew it. It was just some had wives or girlfriends that meant they couldn’t risk fucking a baby into any little slut that presented herself for them, no matter the temptation. The issue was, Lana didn’t care. She loved the feeling of their cocks pressing into her completely bare, the extra sensations that came from every vein running over her clit, and the mixing of their most intimate juices as both parties got too excited. Most of all though, Lana loved the way she could feel the cock inside her tense before shooting its load deep inside her. To this day Lana had felt absolutely nothing like it and fuck did it complete her. The cock pressing into her now however had the distinct feeling of rubber against her lips, which meant that the man had something to lose. She smiled to herself, we’ll see how long before he gives in.

His hands moved to her shoulders, firmly gripping them before pulling himself balls deep into her. The sudden plunge of his entire member into her soaking pussy sent her eyes backwards into her head as she let out a guttural moan. Pleasure rocketed up her spine, sending electrical impulses throughout her body as she naturally tried to accommodate his cock. He pulled it slowly out, making sure to savour every bit of friction on her pussy walls, before plunging it once more deep into her. Her legs buckled, sending her face down into the mattress as she moaned quietly into the bedclothes. He began to pump in and out of her, her pussy gripping his cock each time it came too far out as if regardless of what her brain was saying her tight pussy wanted this. Luckily enough, her brain could not think of anything better, or anything else at all in its current state as she continued to rock back and forth on the bed. Each thrust melted her brain just a tiny bit more as his cock bounced against her G-spot. She felt the pleasure building deep inside her pussy, making her breathless as small droplets of sweat began to appear on her forehead. He wrapped his hands in her hair, yanking her head and chest upwards as he continued to fuck her, the pain mixing with the pleasure serving to intensify the pleasure building deep inside her pussy. Each thrust brought her closer. Each thrust touching. Just. The. Right. Uuuuuuuuuuughhhh. She came loudly, her pussy gushing on his cock as it tensed hard on it. Her vision exploded with colours as each successive thrust brought the orgasm to new heights. Her eyes rolled back once more as her mouth dropped open. Her knees buckled to the point that he was holding up her convulsing form as he fucked her unmercifully. The pleasure was too much, she couldn’t think of anything else. With a final shudder, she finished cumming. Completely drained, she could barely even take in what was happening as he continued to pound into her, the only sound she could make out was the slapping of his balls against her clit. She focused on the noise, his rhythm as he used her body, the feeling of him holding her up, as she continued to enjoy the fucking.

With a grunt, he threw her back down onto the bed, his dick making a poping sound as it left her pussy. Just before he took position once again, Lana glanced back towards the wrapped cock that had been fucking her. A sly grin crossed her face. She reached backwards, and with a speed of hand that surprised even her she tore the condom from his cock. He made a noise of surprise, but barely had time to register it as she grabbed his cock and guided it into her waiting pussy. She backed up as far as she could, feeling his balls once more resting upon her clit before waiting. No man could resist such a welcoming pussy wrapped around his bare cock, and she was almost sure this man would be no different. When he groaned and began to fuck her again, Lana smugly smiled to herself, feeling the added pleasure of every new found ridge and bump on the cock. She began to moan, her hips gyrating, hoping to get even more sensation as his member fucked quickly in and out of her. Without warning, she felt his hands wrap round her throat, the strong fingers clenching as they cut off the blood supply to her brain. The amplification of feeling became too much, her pussy reacted to the added sensation with a new sense of urgency, sending wave after wave of pleasure storming down to her fingers and toes. The edges of her vision began to go black, the hands around her throat un-abating. She fell forward, feeling him continue to thrust until finally she felt him slam himself as deep as he could go into her. This sent her face first into the bed as he held her, his cock unloading rope after rope of potent cum deep into her fertile pussy. She gasped for air, the pleasure of it turning the gasps into quiet moans.

He released her neck, the rush of blood slowly bringing her senses back. He pulled his cock out once last time as Lana lay in a pool of her own juices and saliva, unable to find the strength to even turn around. A loud slap rang out, and suddenly her butt cheek burned, before he fixed his clothing and left. Lana tried to move but only managed to move her legs slightly. “Fuck.” She thought to herself, “That one is a keeper”. She spent the rest of the day nervously dashing to the bathroom as more and more cum slowly leaked down her leg, the red handprint on her butt reminding her of the experience every time she sat down.

[constantly-horny-preggo]

Fucking lord, this is so hot 🔥🔥

[ilbikinis]

[fuckedsenselesstwo]

“Hello ladies. The hockey team had just arrived and they are very excited about winning the championship.”

“Are they sweaty, hung like horses and almost mad with lust?” Asked the blonde in the black bikini.

“You bet your shaved pussies they are. Now you’ve all signed you waiver forms because when these guys see you they are going to fucking pound you.”

The three blondes nodded.

“Great. Now remember you are being filmed. We want to study just how many times men with huge cocks, lust crazy can fuck a woman before she is unconscious. Then just how many times will the guys keep fucking you before they realize you are unconscious. And finally, how long will they keep slamming you after they have discovered you are unconscious.”

“It’s so special being part of science,” gushed the blond in the pink.

“Okay I hear the guys running up the stairs. Take the butt plugs out of your asses and get ready.”

[strict-hermit]

[princessesfanarts]

By FDASuarez

[christie052780]

It was the gloves that were the first thing that seemed weird to me. I mean the rest of him was just fine. He was an attractive enough guy who was definitely older than my teenage self and everything else seemed right. He was dressed more for corporate Chicago than rural Michigan with his elegant top coat and a natty suit underneath. But it wasn’t cold out. Not at all.

“So why the gloves?” I asked as I passed him the coffee he’d ordered.

He smiled and replied, “It’s a long story but let’s just say I prefer to wear gloves.”

He took the coffee and went off to sit down.

Over the next half hour or so I would look his way and find him staring at me. I wasn’t sure if it was flattering or creepy but that little voice that whispered ‘Danger!’ in my mind was a bit louder than the usual whisper.

Around nine he gathered his things, dumped his empty cup in the trash, and then headed out. As he got outside I caught him glancing my way and again my little voice was singing to me.

That was the end of it, so I thought. For the next several months I didn’t see him buying coffee anymore and the memory of the nice looking guy with the gloves started to slip away.

High school graduation was on my mind and I was also starting to consider the upcoming change of life that I would see when I went off to university in the fall. I had my life planned out and that life included a doctorate in finance, a killer apartment in New York City, and fun times seeing Broadway shows and enjoying the good life that you can only find in the Big Apple.

It was the start of the Memorial Day weekend and I was out of school. I was looking forward to maybe getting in some time sailing around Grand Traverse Bay with my friends the next day. I didn’t live far from the high school in Elk Rapids so it was a pleasant walk home on a late spring day.

I was just past the campus on East Third street where the street runs into a little stretch of forest. It had never occured to me that even though it was just a little way from the school and not far to the homes on the lake that it was also one of the most isolated spots on town. For about a hundred yards or so no one can see you as you’re walking.

And that was where the very clean black Mercedes motorhome was parked. Not an unsual site around town, not at all. I didn’t even care when I heard the driver’s side door open as I walked past it.

“Hi there! Nice to see you again!”

I stirred from my reverie and turned to see the guy from the coffee shop. I recognized him immediately even though he was now dressed in shorts, sandals, and a nice button down shirt.

The gloves were nowhere to be seen.

“Hey, I didn’t introduce myself last time we met…I’m Donald!”

His ungloved right hand was outstretched as if to shake hands with me.

Shaking hands is a very old custom that comes from a time when enemies would meet and they’d shake hands to demonstrate that they were not holding a weapon. It was meant to show that neither party was a threat to the other and it was considered very rude to decline a proffered hand.

The reason for the tradtion is lost to most people but the part about refusing a handshake being very rude is still with us.

So because of seventeen years of social conditioning I moved my books to one hand and then stuck out my right hand to grasp his own.

“I’m Lilly, nice to meet you!”

He hesitated for a moment and then took my hand.

I caught my breath as it seemed an electric current ran through me. My heart started beating faster. My skin felt warmer. I felt a little dizzy. My nipples swelled up and something between my legs stirred, too. I just remember wondering what the fuck was happening to me.

Then I looked up at Donald. He looked different to me now. He was still the same guy in the same outfit but something about him was different. He seemed more attractive somehow. It also seemed like I knew him all my life even though I’d literally just met him.

“You look a little flushed, ” he said. “Maybe you’d like to come sit down?”

I trusted him.

He took me by the hand and led me to the other side of the motorhome and opened the side door to let me in. As he closed the door behind me I looked out the front of the motorhome and saw my mom drive by on her way home. She’d be there inside of two minutes. It was that close.

Donald took my bag and set it on the floor as he had me sit down on in a seat. He put on a pair of gloves and then opened the bag. Taking my phone out he opened the side door again and tossed the phone into the bushes.

He could see me struggling to protest. My phone was so important to me!

He removed his gloves again and then reached out a hand to touch my face. Once again an electric feeling came over me and the previous sensations washed over me but with a different focus…instead of making me breathless it made me feel calm and peaceful.

Donald took my face in his hands and then leaned down to kiss me. It wasn’t my first kiss but it was so much more intense than anything else I’d ever felt before. When his tongue pried open my lips and slipped into my mouth all I can say is that it was amazing.

He eventually broke our kiss and when he did I was limp and unable to do much of anything. He buckled me into my seat and then went to get behind the wheel.

All too soon we were leaving Elk Rapids behind us. Eastport came along and disappeared. It wasn’t very long before we were in Mackinaw City and then we crossed the bridge to Michigan’s Upper Peninsula.

I was conscious of moving along and I was also conscious of the fact that I was now two hours late getting home from school.

“Donald, do you think I should be getting home now? My mom’s going to be worried.”

I said this as if I knew him and even as I said the words there was a part of me that felt they were wrong in some way. Like I shouldn’t be so polite to this guy.

This guy.

I was starting to think there was something wrong when he stopped the motorhome and then came back to kiss me again. I didn’t fend off the kiss and soon the euphoria I’d felt before was renewed and I found myself wondering why I’d been concerned.

When Donald broke off our kiss this time he seemed distracted. He left me where I was, belted into my seat, and resumed driving. Soon enough we were off the Interstate and after a while more he pulled off the paved road. We bumped along a little way and then ended up at a nice looking house looking off on Lake Huron.

Donald used a remote control to open the garage for the motorhome and then pulled inside before stopping the engine.

He undid my seatbelt and then said, “Come on.” offering me his bare hand. I was ready for it when I took his hand and loved the feeling that swept over me. It was hard to stand up but he helped me and then took me into the house.

I remember looking out the window at the view of Lake Huron and being impressed. He took me to a windowless room that was like a hotel room with its own bathroom. The only difference was the chain bolted to the middle of the floor. Donald attached me to the chain with a handcuff that ratcheted closed on my wrist as I looked on.

“I’ve got a few things to do and then I’ll be back, you understand me, Lilly?”

I looked up from the handcuff to his face and nodded my acknowledgment.

And a moment later he closed the bedroom door and I heard it lock.

* * *

I don’t know how long it was, but after some time the effects of Donald’s touch wore off and I started to look around my room to see if I could get out. The door was locked and it was solid steel. The bathroom was nicely appointed but it had no windows. The ceiling was obviously very solid and so were the walls and the floor.

There was no way out.

I was getting hungry when I heard the door unlock and there was Donald with a plate of spaghetti.

Frankly, I was too scared to eat anything.

“Hey, I brought you something to eat.” He set the plate on the bedside table.

“Are you going to let me go?” That’s all I was thinking about.

“No, but if you’ll be patient with me I think you’ll come to like it here.”

I launched into a fit of crying and begging for him to let me go and then he walked over to me. I was expecting him to slap me when all he did was touch my cheek.

Instantly the feelings I’d had before came back. Donald looked better to me and that feeling of knowing him and trusting him all my life came back too.

“That’s better.”

He gestured at the plate, “Now go ahead and eat your dinner before it gets cold. You’ve got to be hungry after today and all the driving.”

He went to leave the room. “When I come back we’ll talk.”

The door closed and I ate my dinner without even thinking about why I’d been worried.

I no sooner finished dinner and put down the plate when he was back. I took notice of how he was wearing his gloves again.

Seeing his gloves made me realize that the feeling from his touch had lessened a bit.

“Donald, can you tell me what’s going on?”

He sat down in a chair across from the bed where I was sitting.

“Okay, I’m just going to get this all out of the way.” He cracked his knuckles and drew in a breath.

“My wife Anne died from cancer last year so I was lonely and went driving around in the fall. Came across you at the coffee place and decided that you were the one to replace her. You’re tall, thin, you got a nice ass and I love your tits…”, he took a moment to stare at them, “…and I’m hoping that maybe we can have the family Anne could never give me.”

All of this should have horrified me but somehow I was just taking it in stride.

“Um…okay…but what is this thing you’ve been doing to me?”

He nodded. “Yeah, that.”

“My father was a geneticist back in the eighties and as a kid I had leukemia and he came up with a treatment that involved hamster proteins. The treatment didn’t help me with the leukemia but it did help me recover from the chemotherapy.”

“Did you know that hamsters have some of the strongest pheromones of any other mammal on earth?”

I didn’t and I shook my head to say no.

“Well they do. And when I hit puberty the side effect of my father’s attempt to treat cancer came up. When I’d get around girls they’d almost always start looking my way and if I touched them they’d often start acting like they were stunned or drunk and they’d do pretty much anything I wanted them to do. Over the years I’ve figured that it’s a combination of something like sex pheromones and oxytocin that gets girls to see me as attractive and to trust me.”

He added an afterthought of, “Hmph.”

“You’d think that a teenage boy would love this but the problem was that I couldn’t always tell if a girl had a boyfriend or someone. That meant I got my ass kicked a few times for getting too close to some guy’s girl or daughter and that was when I started wearing gloves.”

“The other thing I observed over time was that my touch had a lot less effect on girls who’d had sex with another guy and I think that’s got something to do with the way the pheromones work. The best girls for me were virgins like yourself.”

“And that’s how I met Anne. She was a girl from church and to be honest she was way out of my league. She was smart, gorgeous, and she was always so happy! I fell in love and after we were both out of high school I went to see her that summer and I touched her hand. After that she was my girl and we were married right after we both finished college. We had a good twenty years together and I miss her.”

He stopped and wiped an eye.

“Turns out that I don’t like to be alone but it also turns out that the women my age are all spoken for in the way that counts. I don’t have much effect on them and I hate to say but my personality isn’t the greatest so it’s tough to find a date. So last fall I decided to go look around and find myself a young lady.”

“No offense, but you weren’t the first one I looked at. There were a couple others but when I shook their hands not much happened so I knew they weren’t virgins. Then I followed you around and shook your hand and can tell you’re a virgin.”

His previous touch was wearing off even more now.

“So if you can have any girl you want then why did you have to kidnap me?”

He took off his gloves and put them on the table next to the chair.

“I didn’t kidnap you. Not at all. I touched you and then you came along because I asked you to.”

I felt my nerve coming back, held up my handcuffed wrist and replied, “If you didn’t kidnap me then prove it. Let me go.”

He smiled. “I figured you were feeling a little more normal.”

He got up from his chair and walked over to me.

“Okay, I’ll let you go.” The way he said it made it sound like a smartassed remark.

I held up my wrist and he took my arm in his hand and as I watched him unlock the handcuff I realized my mistake. His touch on my skin did its thing and I sighed from the feeling.

He let the chain drop to the floor. “I was going to try to have you settle in and see if you’d like me on your own but it’s pretty clear we need to move things along.”

He took my chin in his hand and kissed me on the lips. The intense feelings I’d felt before came back. My skin felt warm, my nipples hardened, and I felt myself get moist.

He stepped back for a moment and pulled me to my feet.

“Lilly, have you ever felt these feelings before?”

I nodded, “Yes, but nothing like this…it’s so intense!”

Donald smiled. “You’re feeling sexual arousal. You get some of it when I touch you but it gets more intense when I kiss you…like this…”

He kissed me again and it was like stepping into a warm shower. Chills ran over me and I wrapped my arms around him to return his kiss.

Part of me was ashamed when I realized that I was grinding myself against him.

He broke our kiss and left me breathless. And then he stepped close to me and started unbuttoning my blouse. I let him push it off my shoulders and then he undid my skirt, letting it fall to the floor.

“Take off your shoes.” He told me. And I stepped out of them.

He unclipped my bra and gave me a rush when he licked my nipples before sucking on one of them.

I don’t remember when he took off my panties.

I was standing there naked and more aroused than I thought a person could be as I watched him strip himself.

When he faced me I got to see my very first real life penis. I couldn’t help myself when I took it in my hands to feel it and stroke it. Touching it gave my body a jolt and I felt my pussy seize with a contraction.

I heard him catch his breath as my soft hands ran over his velvety hardness.

He slipped a finger into me and I moved my leg to let him do it. It felt wonderful but it was missing something. I needed more of him inside of me.

Donald guided me to the bed and had me lay on my back.

He stood there for a moment.

“Lilly, I need to tell you that you’ll never be the same after this. You’ll never be able to go back to your old life and all the things that used to be important to you won’t matter anymore. You’re going to feel something that will change you forever. I guess a part of me wants to give you a chance to stop before it’s too late.”

I sat up and reached for him. “Please…” was all I could say.

He let me take his hand and pull him towards me.

I scooted back on the bed and spread my legs to make a place for him. He climbed onto the bed and then settled himself between my thighs and then kissed me.

How do I describe this? The best I can come up with is it was like when you have an itch and it so needs to be scratched and you’ll do anything you can to get that relief.

Yes; relief. That’s the right word.

We were a tangle of arms and legs as he was kissing me. He was hungering to take me and I was hungering for him to take me.

Remember having chicken pox and you were so itchy and painful that all you could think about was scratching yourself and then you felt that amazing relief when your mom put the calamine lotion on you?

That’s what it felt like when he pushed his cock into me.

There was no pain or discomfort, at least none that I noticed.

But when he slipped himself into me I felt nothing but relief as my itch was getting scratched. He thrust himself deep into me and I thrust myself up at him trying to get him to go deeper.

I shrieked with joy every time he drove himself into me and then I cried with grief when he’d pull back…I was really afraid each time he withdrew that he was done and I needed so much more!

My heart was beating so fast…as if I was running as fast as I could.

I wrapped my arms and legs around him to try to hold him inside me.

He pounded away at me and too soon….TOO SOON!!! I heard him start to groan. Oh, no! I didn’t want him to be done yet! I needed so much more!!

“Ahhhhh!!!” he cried.

I felt it inside me…his cock swelled up and then pulsed as he locked eyes with me. My hands went to his hips to try to force him deeper and then I felt it.

His cock was spurting inside of me and a crazy euphoria came over me. It was like being light headed and caressed all over my body all at the same time. There was a sense of well being I’d never felt before…as if everything in the universe was just perfect. I felt myself relax and slip into the embrace of this perfect calmness and then it started inside me.

I felt my pussy start to contract over and over. Every time it went off it was like lightning in my body and it wouldn’t stop! Oh, my God, I didn’t want it to stop! And it just got more and more intense!

Donald was still thrusting himself into me and then I remember seeing him smile as the contractions in my body grew into convulsions of unending sexual joy!

* * *

I can’t remember what happened after that.

When I woke up it the sun was peeking into the bedroom and that was when I noticed I was in a different bedroom.

My pussy was sore but I felt so good. I had absolutely no worries and no anxiety about anything.

I was still naked and didn’t care as I got myself up off the bed and went to the bathroom. I peed and cleaned myself up a bit and then used the toiletries that had been thoughtfully set out for me.

There was a bathrobe and I put it on only because it was kind of cold.

I followed the scent of coffee to the kitchen and found Donald waiting for me. We exchanged pleasantries as he poured me a cup of coffee.

“So, Lilly, how do you feel this morning? You still want to leave me?”

I looked at him and all I felt was peace. “I feel better than I’ve ever felt in my life and can’t imagine ever wanting to leave you.”

I kissed him and sipped from my mug.

He gave me a donut to eat and afterwards came over and licked the powdered sugar from my lips.

My pussy ran wet from his kiss.

I loved it when he pushed open my robe and ran his hands over my breasts.

My hand went to his boxer shorts and I fished out his hardening tool and gripped it.

Donald gently lifted me onto the kitchen counter and then pulled down his shorts.

As if they had a mind of their own my legs parted as he came up to me. He took his tool in his hand and ran it through my pussy lips until he found what he was looking for.

Then in one forceful thrust he buried himself to the root into my body.

I loved it.

The two of us fucked each other. That’s the right way to say it, too.

And when he came inside me I had my mind blown again by that seemingly unending sexual joy.

Afterwards he picked me up and carried me back to his bed to recover as the orgasmic convulsions wracked my body.

* * *

The days and weeks went by in a blur of naked skin and soiled sheets. He fucked me whenever it suited him and I didn’t complain.

When he’d leave to go do some business or go to the store I’d sit at home waiting for him.

One day he had me go back to the windowless bedroom and he told me to wait in there, that he was testing something.

In just a few hours I missed his touch.

I didn’t sleep that night.

When he came back to see me in the morning I told him I was missing him. I begged him to open the door for me. He did, but just for a moment to give me a sandwich with a gloved hand.

The next day I was hurting for him. I needed to feel him inside me! I needed that calmness!

When he came to see me I was desperate for his body and I banged on the door to demand that he let me touch him.

It seemed like forever as I heard him unlock the door.

When I saw him I threw myself at him and kissed him. That just took the edge off.

Soon he was between my legs giving me what I wanted and when he went off inside me I cried tears of joy and relief before the expected sexual convulsions seized my heart and soul.

It was probably two hours later when I asked him if his experiment was a success.

“Yes, it was. I discovered that you’re addicted to me and that’s a good thing.”

Part of me didn’t think it was good. But the rest of me didn’t care because I was starting to wonder when we’d fuck again.

* * *

Of course, all that unprotected fucking eventually led to my discovery that I was pregnant! And the best side effect of being pregnant was a constant sensation of peace and calm with just a mild, ever-present state of arousal.

Through the pregnancy when Donald would fuck me the result wasn’t the crazy intense convulsions but instead an even more stated feeling of satisfaction. I eventually understood what I was feeling as love. Love for my man and love for his baby inside me.

* * *

When the baby was born I soon discovered he’d inherited something from his father. Donald had cleaned up the baby from birth and placed him at my breast to suckle.

As the baby latched onto my nipple I felt that same sense of arousal as when his father would kiss me.

Donald saw this and smiled. “Lucky bastard.”

[hardcandee82]

The Convention

Copyright 2018

We met at a business convention. We had chatted before,  but it was our first time meeting in person. He had told me what he looked like, tall, light blue eyes, facial hair. But I didn’t really care what he looked like, all I knew is that I wanted him inside of me. We met at the bar in the hotel and as soon as our eyes locked we both knew there was no turning back.

We talked over wine, chatted about the event, and laughed about little things. Every once in a while I’d lean into him, whisper how handsome he was and touch his hand. I’d bite my lip for him and he’d hum letting me know exactly what that did to him. At one point he leaned in, our lips only a breath away as he told me exactly how he’d fantasized about me.

Grabbing my hand he led me back up to the rooms. As we went up in the elevator, his hands wrapped around my waist, tugging me against his tall frame. I could feel his hard length pressed against the small of my back. His hands glided down to the seam of my dress, dragging up my soft thighs and making me whimper.

“I’m going to make you mine tonight, baby girl. Do you understand what that means?”

I whimpered and leaned back against his broad chest. “That I’m yours,” I whispered and he groaned as he bent down and kissed me. His tongue tangling with mine in a slow, languid dance that had my pussy on fire.

“Fuck, I want you,” he stated hoarsely against my lips.

I moaned as his fingertips dragged along my mound. Barely touching me, yet lighting me up in every way possible. I clung to his arm as the elevator doors opened. As soon as we reached his room he lifted me up and I quickly wrapped my legs around his waist. His lips captured mine in a searing kiss as he pressed me up against the door slamming it shut with our bodies.

I mewled as his hard cock pressed up against my pussy, grinding into me and making my cunt drip with need.

“Please, Daddy,” I whispered against his lips.

He carried me over to the bed. I knelt up, running my hands along his broad chest, ripping his shirt off as I hurried to feel him. Moaning as I slid my hands through the coarse hair coating his pecs. Roughly, he yanked down my dress and his hands hurriedly grazed my skin, leaving a sizzling path at his touch. He leaned in sucking one of my hard nipples into his hot mouth. His tongue twirling and lapping at the areola and his teeth sunk in I arched my back, feeding him as he suckled my plump flesh.

“Oh god!” I yelled as he grabbed my ass, spanking my globes with his big strong hands while he devoured my body. Arousing me in so many different ways.

He stepped away from me, undressing quickly. I unhooked my bra and laid back, sliding my dress off my hips. I watched him as I spread my legs, toying with my panty clad mound as he watched me. My thighs parted, my fingers playing with the seam of my lacey white panties, my black heels digging into the mattress.

He slid onto the bed and gripped my hips tugging me down against him. His cock swayed, swollen and hard inbetween my thighs as he gripped my panties. He smiled at me wickedly and the sound of the soft material tearing had my pussy gushing for him.

“You want my cock pretty girl?”

“Mmmhmm, yes. God, yes.”

“Mmmmm,” he rubbed at my bare cunt, his thick fingers sliding through my folds sending delicious tremors through my body. I arched back, spreading myself wider, giving myself to his touch. He pulled my swollen lips back, exposing my hard little nub and he sloly played with my clit. Flicking it with the tip of his finger. Suddenly,his hand came down on me in a strong smack. I cried out, lifting off the mattress as his hand came down on me again, leaving a hot sting that felt so good it ran up my spine.

“Oh god!” I screamed as he growled.

“Beg for it!” He spanked me again, his wide palm encompassing my wet cunny.

“Fuck me!” I screamed as his hand came down on me again. My pussy lips swollen and red, my clit throbbing for him.

“Again!” He spanked me and I moaned as I heard the sound my juiced up pussy. I gripped the sheets as my legs started to shake.

“Fuck me, Daddy. God, please. I need you inside of me. Please,” I whimpered as he stroked me. My pussy aching for his cock.

He grunted as he perched his cock at my entrance and I moaned as his tip glided into me, teasing me as it went through that sensitive rim. In and out, doing delicious things to my body.

I squirmed and writhed as he tortured me with just the tip of his cockhead. In and out , rubbing against that sweet spot that had me crying out for him.

“Deeper! Fuck me, please! I need you!”

“Who do you belong to?” His voice was husky, demanding, and it sent a thrill through me.

I looked up, our eyes locking as he continued to toy with me. “You,” I whispered. “I belong to you, Daddy!”

He growled as I called him Daddy and he rammed his cock up to the hilt, grinding into me as I came on his dick. My cunny exploding around him as the orgasm flowed through me. My body shuddered in ecstasy as he started to fuck me. Our eyes meeting as my lips parted in a silent scream while he took me for his.

His cock was hard and hot as it slid in and out of my slit. I lifted my hips, and he slid in deeper, our bodies slapping wetly against each other as my pussy slurped on his cock.

“Fuuuck,” I whimpered as his thrusts got harder and faster. My pussy throbbed around his swelling cock.

“This pussy’s mine!” He growled as he rammed his cock in deep and hard. Grinding his pelvis against my hips as my pussy swallowed his dick. Hungry to keep him inside of me.

He leaned over me, his face inches from mine. I stroked the coarse hair on his chin as I rotated my hips along his thick rod.

“You like Daddy’s cock, don’t you baby girl? That’s a good girl. Use my cock. It’s fucking yours.

I thrusted up, consuming his cock, fucking myself as he remained still, letting me use him. “Cum inside me,” I whispered.

I felt his muscles strain under my fingertips and I gasped as his cock pulled out and slammed back in, penetrating me fully. I screamed out as I felt my orgasm creep up my legs as he thrust faster into me.

“Fuck, baby girl! Fuck!” He roared as ropes of his cum sprayed my inner walls.

The heat of his creaminess filled me up and I cried out as my pussy exploded on his cock. Milking him as he grinded and rocked into me.

I clung to him as we both shook. His body tense above me, his cock throbbing as his balls pumped his hot load into me. My legs were hooked onto his forearms, shaking as my body tremored from its release.

He nipped at my throat and slowly let my legs down, his arms cradling me. He stayed hovering above me, his cock buried in me, his body consuming me. He looked at me and brushed my cheek.

“You belong to me.”

“Yes, Daddy. I’m yours.”

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He’d come around to swing the door up for me and I stepped from the car. I’d straightened my hair and top, but he was the one to pull my dress down to modestly cover my legs. Not before one more slide of his fingers into my slick pussy, though. The whole drive to the club, he’d had one hand on the wheel, and one between my legs, teasing and teasing me, telling me what he was going to do to me when we got home, making me squirm and whine. I wanted him to turn the car right around and take me home so that he could do all those things. But the night had been on the calendar for months, and it was important not just as a premier social and political event for the county he was Commissioner of, but to both of us. So I took the hand that he offered me - his fingers still wet with my juices, and let him lead me to the Purity Ball.

[sex-storytime]

Oh Daddy!

Jeff couldn’t help but stare at his girlfriend as she flitted about her kitchen. Rachel, his eighteen year old girl, was perfection. From past several months he had been noticing a change in her. She had somehow become a little more freer. She hugged him a little more and a little longer. She had gotten into the habit of pecking his lips whenever the mood would strike her. Most of all she had started to wear short, tight fitting clothes. 

He hadn’t noticed all this at first but now he couldn’t not notice it. He loved his girlfriend but what he had started to feel for her was built into his soul from the beginning of his existence. He needed her. He wanted her. He loved her.

Rachel was cleaning the kitchen after dinner. Her parents were away for the day and she had the house to herself. As she bent over, her night shirt lifted off a little and he got a glimpse of her creamy globes. From what he could make out, his baby girl was clearly wearing a thong. He wanted to bite and kiss that creamy ass. He wanted to mark her. 

Lately he had been having such thoughts with an increasing frequency. 

He loved Rachel but now he wanted her to be truly be his alone. She was at the cusp of adulthood - where she’d go out in the world and meet new people. She’d be meeting boys who have just one thing on their mind. And, he just couldn’t let that happen. She was his and now he needed for her to know that. 

As Rachel moved towards him with the lasagna bowl in her hand, his gaze went to her tits. He could clearly see their outline, he could almost make out her perky nipples through the thin shirt. His baby girl wasn’t wearing a bra either. His cock, which had been semi hard as he took her in went to full mast. 

He wanted her so badly. 

When she set the bowl on the table, he took hold of her wrist and pulled her into his lap. 

Her legs were dangling to the side, her shirt had ridden up higher on her thighs and her hands were on his chest. 

He hugged her closer, putting his head in the crook of her neck he took in her scent. 

Unable to resist he pressed a wet kiss there. 

“Jeff what are you doing?“ 

"I’m loving my baby girl…” He soothed. 

“Oh Daddy…”

Rachel smiled that kinky, seductive smile and he melted inside. He wanted to fuck her so bad. He wanted to drive his cock deep into her wet pussy. He wanted to coat her pussy with his seed. 

Just the thought of breeding his Baby Girl made his cock twitch. He wanted her - no, he needed to get her pregnant with his child. He longed to see her breasts swell with milk. He wanted to suckle that milk from her tits. 

He continued to nibble and press soft kisses to her neck. With one arm supporting her back he kept a firm hold of her. His other hand trailed up from her dainty ankles, calves to inner thighs. He stopped just at the hem of her shirt. 

He had to take this slow he reminded himself. 

Slowly he pulled her thighs a little apart and his hand trailed under the hem of her shirt. 

With the arm holding her back he trailed a path up her spine and pushed the shirt down one shoulder. 

As she squirmed in his lap he let out a groan which stilled her moments. 

“Baby Girl… don’t move like that in daddy’s lap..” He reprimanded. “At least not yet.” He added, thinking of her tight snug pussy riding his cock. 

His cock was rock hard under ass and there was no way she wasn’t feeling it poking her. 

He lightly brushed his hand against the curls covering her pussy. 

“Daddy… I - we shouldn’t be doing this. I’m ovulating.” She said. 

“Baby Girl, you were made for this. You were made to be my woman.”

With that he delved deeper into the curls and found her pussy lips. Her very sensitive pussy lips, apparently because his girlfriend let out a moan when he ran his finger over them once, twice. He slid his finger into her slit and found her wet heat. 

Biting her shoulder he groaned, “Oh baby… you are so wet for daddy." 

Pumping her pussy he whispered into her ear, "Do you want your daddy’s cock, don’t you baby? You want your daddy to fuck you nice and deep?" 

Coating his finger in her wetness he circled her clit agonisingly slow. It had his girlfriend squirming in his lap and wanting more. 

Placing his lips over hers he started to rub her clit. He swallowed her moans as he rubbed her faster. 

"Rachel you are make daddy so fucking hard” he groaned against her lips. 

He pushed up her shirt past her breasts and watched his hand rubbing away at his little Baby Girl. 

Looking into her eyes he bent his head and captured a nipple into his mouth. A shudder raked through her body and she tangled her hands in his hair. 

Licking, biting and sucking her nipple, he continued to pet her clit. 

It wasn’t long before his girlfriend screamed her pleasure and came apart in his arms.

“Oh my God!” she yelled at the top of her lungs. “Jeff… we should not be doing this” as he removed his clothes, picked up his little one and carried her into her bedroom. She smiled that sexy smile of hers once more and slid out of her remaining garments, finally pulling down her panties and kicking them towards him.

“I’m so horny for you Baby Girl.”

“Oh Daddy. Come and get me.” She climbed onto the bed, kneeling with her ass in the air. His cock twitched and he mounted the bed behind her. She grabbed brown bear, a gift from him so many years ago, and held the toy close to her breasts as she braced herself. Without hesitation he pressed his erection into her tight, young pussy. 

Her slippery vagina accepted his full length with ease and she sighed as he filled her to the hilt. Slowly he removed himself from the young woman and she whimpered at the loss. He took hold of her perfect hips and pulled her peachy ass back towards him and effortlessly he penetrated her once more. He was beyond being gentle and began fucking her like a man possessed.

“Oh… Daddy… No…!” She breathed. Rachel buried her face into the pillow as she accepted the serious pounding as he continued to crash into her from behind, pounding her relentlessly despite her weak protests for him to stop. He couldn’t help but admire her young tight body. She was quite the site to see bent over - even better than he had imagined.

Rachel had just about all she could take as her boyfriend fucked her harder than she had ever been fucked before. It was so wrong and they both knew it but her insatiable lust was something she could no longer deny. Her biology… her entire being craved his seed… her egg, ripe and ready… waiting. She began pushing back against him, feeling his heavy balls slap agains her creamy thighs.

He slapped her ass hard to let her know she was his. His hand leaving his mark on her perfect skin. She was his slut that he was fucking. The stakes were incredibly high and the situation was so incredibly hot.

She met his powerful thrusts by pushing on the bed’s headboard with one hand while fingering her clit with the other. Doggy style was her favourite position because she always came when getting it doggy style. “Fuck me harder Daddy” she yelled as he increased his speed to meet her demands. The little eighteen year old was loving every minute of the fucking she was getting from his rock hard bare cock. Under normal circumstances, she would never even consider fucking without a condom, but this situation was just so hot, she didn’t care anymore. She was so close to cumming and knew it would be a big one. 

He was loving how dirty his girl was. He had his suspicions but the way she was behaving with his manhood deep in her, it was only a matter of time until he exploded a huge load on her… or perhaps inside her? He wasn’t sure when he came what to do - he knew Rachel was not on the pill but he also was so turned on he didn’t care that he had been fucking her for the past ten minutes without a condom. She was his. He needed to claim her body… It was taking him every last bit of energy not to cum because he loved how hot it was to be fucking her 110 pound body. 

"Oh Baby Girl!” he yelled.

She loved hearing him call her by her pet name as he slapped her ass while fucking her as hard as he could.  Deep down she knew based on this act alone, she was his.

“Jeff… oh… ahhh… Daddy. Yes!” she screamed. “Fuck me with that hard cock… oh my God it feels amazing” she cooed. She sensed that he was close to his own climax and she wanted to make it an orgasm that neither of them wouldn’t soon forget.

“Do you fuck all the girls like this?” asked Rachel.

He retorted, “Like this, no I love you too much to fuck like this with anyone but you." 

"This is so wrong, Jeff” she reiterated “be careful or you’re going to get me pregnant. Keep fucking me but just whatever you do don’t cum in me.”

“I am going to do whatever the fuck I want. If I want to cum into that tight pussy I am going to. I haven’t decided where I want to cum yet, Baby Girl.”

As he commanded her and just told her how it was, she realised how little control she had in the situation. Would he really just cum in her even if she didn’t want him to? Who was she going to complain to? Would it be so bad? She might get lucky. She wasn’t even on the pill and he knew that because she told him right before his unshielded dick slipped into her tight bare snatch.

“No I want you to cum… on my tits… its such a turn on. Please?”

He just shook his head, and let her know that wasn’t good enough.

Trying to regain some of the control, she offered “Oh Daddy. No… please don’t cum in me. I will suck it all when you cum. Just pull out and I will suck your cock Jeff. You can even cum on my face. I will be a good girl and swallow it all. 

He considered her tempting offer while he continued to pound away into her pussy. "Oh God Jeff… I am cumming!” she yelled, burring her face into the pillow again to muffle the sound. Her petite body spasmed as she clenched both of her fists tightly into the duvet as she came. She lost complete control. Seeing her tight body react to her orgasm the way it did, he knew he was ready to cum too. 

She was seeing stars when he flipped her over. He picked her up like a rag doll and pushed her back onto the bed, parting her legs and sliding between them. She carefully removed brown bear from her little titties and placed him on the rumpled pillow. Looking deep into her blue, dilated eyes, he pressed his penis between her puffy labia and deep into her quivering vagina. 

“Oh Daddy. Oh fuck. Oh Jeff… cum inside me.” With her consent he thrusted as deep as he could and held her down with his powerful arms. One hand found her throat and began to caress her neck… gently at first then with increasing pressure. She was in orgasmic pleasure as she looked up at him dreamily, accepting her fate.

“Oh Rachel… Baby Girl… I’m going… to cum!” he told her. She was barely able to move as wave after wave of pleasure from her orgasm kept hitting her making her a slave to his cock. He pushed her body down hard and thrusted upwards into her. His balls tightened and his cock tingled. He was ready to release his creamy load into his woman… his Baby Girl. She was his.

She wasn’t breathing when she felt his cock twitch inside of her. He tensed and then came the flood… the heat… the wetness. He started to cum harder than he had ever remembered into her tight, young pussy. She didn’t even try to escape, partially because she knew she couldn’t because he was holding her and also because she knew deep down she didn’t want to. She had never actually let anyone cum in her before. No one had told her told her how good it felt so she pushed her ass up towards his cock as he clenched her waist and jetted an enormous load into her tight pussy. She could feel spurt after spurt enter her as she clenched her jaw and bore the brunt of the assault on her womanhood. She was his.

Rachel was in shock. As she lay there under his hot, sweaty body she worried that within the last twenty minutes, she ruined a relationship, ruined a friendship, had the best orgasm of her life, and then on top of that, let a her lover shoot a massive load into her young, fertile box.

As she came back to reality after that insanely intense orgasm, she sensed their sticky ejaculate puddled on her thighs, running down her legs and onto the bed. Rachel sat up to start cleaning up. Her mum would be home soon and the room smelled of their sex. As she tried to move her tight ass out of the bed, he grabbed her by her forearms and pulled her back in. 

“What is it my love?” she asked. 

“Is that offer to clean my cock still on the table?”

"Let me get a wet towel and clean this mess up” said Rachel pointing to the pearlescent jizz oozing from her overworked sex and onto her sheets. 

He pulled her closer by her forearms pushing her head closer to his semi hard erection.

“Oh Oh,” she stammered and flashed him that sex smile.

“Oh yes” he responded. “You don’t get off that easy. Clean that cock off with your mouth - I want it to be clean or I’m going to smell of you all day.”

“I can’t believe I am doing this,” she muttered. Obediently, she opened her mouth and wrapped it around his re-inflating cock. Never having done something like this, she wondered at the taste of their combined juices. 

“It is not going to clean itself. Mmmm… suck it Baby Girl” She lapped up as much of the juices and she could handle until it was wet and slick. She was surprised that she was enjoying the humiliation of sucking the dick that had just fucked her. She couldn’t believe that Jeff could make her do things she couldn’t believe. Being with him was always going to be an adventure. She rubbed her tummy, still sensing his heat within, and smiled.

“Don’t forget about my balls, Rachel” he reminded her. She put her tongue in between the sack and licked up the sweat and juices from their monster orgasms. Just then, they heard keys jingle in the door. Her mum were back from her trip. Rachel jumped out of the bed and put her skirt on. But where was her thong? She could not remember where it was thrown. “Can’t think about that right now,” she thought to herself. She put her shirt back on and threw her bra into her pocketbook. Quickly glancing in the mirror she tried to look less disheveled and wanted to come up with a story as to why she was so breathless.

“What should we tell her, she almost has the door open!" 

"Figure it out, he commanded - you are a woman who just fucked her boyfriend. But don’t get us caught” he whispered loudly.

He threw his clothing into the bathroom and turned on the shower, leaving her to fend for herself with her unsuspecting but soon to be suspicious family. What was Rachel going to tell them? What reason could she give for being in her bedroom while her boyfriend was in the shower? And where the fuck was her thong? This was the worst possible situation she had ever found herself in. 

“As the door swung open downstairs, her mum announced "Hello, Rachel, I am home." 

"Fuck” Rachel thought. “Here we go… Hi mum!” She smiled her sweetest smile and greeted her mother… as her lovers sperm trickled down her inner thigh.

[sex-storytime]

Babymaker

Rachel was only sixteen when she met him. Her parents would have never consented so she kept her relationship quiet. They asked no questions and as she grew older she stayed and lived with her family. She and her father had always had a rocky relationship and her lover was… her best friend. They did everything together. He was older and ready to settle down - perfect for her in every way. He was loving and supportive of her education. He provided for her and he was very much the only man she would need for the rest of her life.

He sacrificed everything for her and was always the perfect gentleman. She chose him and, I guess, that was the beginning of her dilemma.  Something lurked inside Rachel for a long time. She didn’t discover what it was until she turned eighteen. She wanted a baby. Rachel wanted life inside her, growing and swelling her tits with milk. 

Knowing how disappointed her boyfriend would be if she didn’t have a career in place, she put off her obsession for years, however the day dreams of thick creamy sperm swimming up her cervix to fertilise her egg, never ceased. She knew she was ready to become a mother and she had chosen him to be the father to her children… it was just a matter of time.

Jeff, Rachel’s chosen one, came home to his girlfriend sobbing at his kitchen table. An untouched coffee sitting in front of her. She still looked beautiful even as she wept. Her blue sultry eyes were red and puffy. Her long, dark hair was usually well styled but was now in a messy bun on top of her head. 

“What’s the matter, Baby girl?”

“I want to have your baby. What if we start trying to get pregnant? What if it doesn’t happen for me. Jeff, what if I’m barren?”

“Don’t be in such a hurry. It will all come in good time. Get through university and then we will… do it.”

Her crying halted. “What do you mean?”

Jeff took his seat next to her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. “Well, if you fuck a man that is interested in having kids then you’ll find his sperm to be potent. When you’re ready…”

“I’m ready now! What I need to do, is fuck someone who I’m in love with. That way I know they can knock me up.”

“When the time is right for us… I’ll give you a baby. You can move in with me and we can have a life together.”

Rachel’s face brightened. “Oh Jeff, that is perfect. Thank you.” She pushed her chair back, abandoning her cold coffee. With phone in hand, she was ready to flee the kitchen. The material of the red mini dress she wore to garner attention from whoever gave it to her, finished just beneath the cushiony globes of her buttock but clutched to her like a second skin. She knew Jeff loved her in this dress.

“Wait a minute…” 

Jeff interrupted her escape. She smiled. The first stage of her plan had worked.

“Jeff… I have an idea.”

“What is it, Baby Girl?”

“I think I should fuck an older man. Someone that knows me well but has his head together so won’t accidentally get me pregnant.”

“Oh? Can you think of anyone?”

“I have someone in mind. He’s known me for quite a while. I do love this man… you hear me say so yourself.”

“Well, that sounds like a plan. Who is it I wonder?”

“Me. Why don’t we role play that you give me a baby? Let’s have sex.” She smiled her most wicked and alluring smile and her blue eyes sparkled. “I’ll let you fuck me bareback. You will be in control… and if you lose it up me… I know you can support me and the future baby.”

Jeff was flabbergasted. “But you’re so young. Your parents wouldn’t be happy. You have your education and career to think of. It’s wrong.”

“Jeff, I don’t care.” Rachel said sweetly playing with her hair, her eyes dilating. Jeff’s mouth hung open. He wouldn’t be able to resist and sure enough, Jeff pushed his chair out, leaving enough room between the table and his lap. He reached out and took his lovers arm, tugging her over to him. She dropped onto his lap, and rolled his hips, his cock growing harder and pressing into the clothed crevice of her ass. With the barrier of their clothes, Jeff continued thrusting his hips towards her; his lips finding the sensitive skin of her neck and using his mouth to bite and tease her flesh. One of his hands moved slowly up her thigh, under her skirt to her panties where he used his fingers to rub her clitoris fiercely. He was caught in her trap.

It didn’t take Rachel long to start trembling under his dexterous fingers. 

“So what do you think of my idea?”

“Baby girl, it isn’t a bad idea at all. How long has it been since you actually came? All those inept boys you could choose instead of me and I bet not one of them knows how to pleasure you. I’ll let you cum. Right here, right now and any other time you want. I love you. My heart has belonged to you for a long time now. Nobody knows you better than I do.”

“No protection this time. I want to feel you inside of me.”

Jeff was was speechless, and Rachel was lost to the ignited nerve endings and the thrusting of his hard penis. It didn’t seem wrong anymore. He racked his brain trying to find one reason why he should say no, but came up empty. He was hooked.

“What do you say, Jeff?”

“Do you want me to give you a baby?”

His fingers increased their speed, and she bucked wildly, “YES.” She screamed as the orgasm took over and her whole body felt euphoria spreading. 

“I can’t wait to watch your face as you orgasm, Baby girl.”

Rachel leaned back, her head resting on his chest. She looked up and saw in the mirror the usually creamy white skin flushed with red. Her breasts were swollen. She sat there on his lap, her legs spread like a slut, her Jeff’s hand on her pussy, with the tell-tale signs of orgasm written all over her skin. The erotic sight sent a shiver through her. Her Jeff watched her reflection, lifting his lips in a smile before he guided his lips to her plump ones, before using his tongue to explore her mouth. 

She kept one eye on her reflection; as their lips danced, she adjusted so she sat only on one knee and then she rocked her hips back and forth, her sensitive clit already awake as it rubbed on the denim of Jeff’s jeans. 

“You going to fuck my leg like a bitch in heat?” He asked as they pulled their lips apart. “You prove to me how horny you are. How much you want my sperm to impregnate you.” With that, he slid her the dress she wore over her arms, and letting the tits escape the confines of her bra. All that remained on her body was the red lace panties that she knew were soaked from her juices. 

With steady hands on his other leg, she forced herself to grind harder, rubbing her clit frantically. Rachel watched her lush breasts bouncing with the movement, watching them move freely before her father took one in each hand; moving his fingers to play with her pink nipples. She stopped moving for a moment, pulling her panties to the side giving her clit direct access to her father’s leg. With just a few more thrusts of her hips, she smeared her cum all over his pants. 

“Did I prove myself, Jeff? Do I deserve your sperm?”

“Of course you do, Baby girl.” He released her hair from the bun and ran his fingers through it. Helping her come down from the orgasm she just shared with him. Her breathing evened out, and before long, Rachel had fallen asleep on his lap like she did when she was a child. Careful not to disrupt her now sleeping form, Jeff lifted her into his arms and carried her to his bedroom. He put her softly on the mattress and began working on cleaning up after their creative lovemaking.

Jeff looked to his leg and smiled at the wet patch on his pants. Then using a damp cloth, he cleaned the juices from her leg. His girlfriend was so beautiful, and while he wanted to fuck her senseless, he knew he should ‘save’ his baby batter for when she was ovulating. He laid next to her, cradling her in the crook of his arm while she slept. 

The sun had well and truly set by the time Rachel stirred. When she opened her eyes to a dark room she was, at first confused, but like they were flashbacks, the afternoons events replayed. Her boyfriend putting her on his lap. His skilled fingers on her pussy. Grinding all over his leg. 

She crawled back into the safety of her Jeff’s arms. Rubbing a hand over his chest. 

“If you’re wanting to go another round, you won’t hear me complain.” Jeff murmured, sleep coating his voice. He reached to her chest and took one perky nipple and rolled it between his fingers.

“Thank you, Jeff. For supporting me and my desires all these years, and now agreeing to finally give it to me. It’s the best gift you could have ever given me.”

“When are you next ovulating, Baby girl?”

“In a week. I’ll go check.” She left the bed in search of her phone. “In five days,” she announced when she returned to the bedroom. 

“Well what we’ll do, we’re not going to fuck when you’re ovulating, that way I’ll have more chance of staying safe. And you’re going to eat more foods with more folic acid, you’re going to make sacrifices to your diet for your pregnancy and they’re going to start now.”

“Yes Jeff. But how will you be going all this time without blowing your load?”

“I’m not a teenager, Rachel. I can go a little while. 

“We could play during that time?”

“No Baby girl. Not for a wee or two. You’re going to starve for my cock and my cum and I’m going to bury myself in your pretty little pussy. You need to be primed and ready for me. No orgasms while you’re not safe and I’ll make sure you cum at the moment I release my sperm.”

Rachel trembled at the erotic proposal. A primal need came over her and after a week that felt like a lifetime the final act of her plan played out. Every night she slept in the crook of her Jeff’s arm, she would wriggle playfully on his morning wood until he slapped her ass hard. Rachel looked at her boyfriend and what he was doing for her, and she saw so much more than she ever had: protector, lover, father to her future children. 

By the time the bell on her phone notified the pair of Rachel’s peaked fertility had passed, they looked to each other; taking a moment to kiss before the chaos of tearing their clothes off ensued. Rachel laid back where she was wanted, laying on her back with a pillow under her cervix. Jeff kneeled between her legs, placing his lips on her pussy, sucking on her clit and lapping at it like a melting ice-cream. She writhed on the bed beneath, her head rocking from side to side. 

He slid one finger inside her, then another, and after a few thrusts with his fingers, he added the third finger. The movements of his fingers and the licking of his tongue made Rachel shake and scream as the orgasm came over her. Before the aftershocks from her last climax, her father brought another orgasm sweeping over her.

“Jeff, no more. I just want you inside me. I want that baby so much.” She cried as her orgasm had her entire body quivering violently. 

Jeff aligned the head of his swollen penis with her puffy vagina, the head went in first before the rest of his cock had filled her to the hilt. “Baby, you are so fucking tight.”

She squeezed the walls surrounding him, forcing him to shudder. Her legs went up on his shoulders. And he fucked her ferociously. His cock hitting her fertile cervix and before removing himself almost completely before ramming her full of his dick. His balls swelled as the sac hit her buttock. Without warning, Jeff came inside his lover; spraying his cum over her cervix. His body and cock convulsed simultaneously, spraying her with six streams of potent baby batter. 

He collapsed on top of her, his cock softened a little but still remained semi-hard inside her. They didn’t want any of that delicious baby juice to escape.

“Jeff,” she purred. “That was incredible. You are the first lover to ever make me orgasm. Jeff, I love you." 

"I love you more, Baby Girl.” He kissed her on the cheek before using Rachel’s breasts as pillows to lay his head. “Let me quickly rest and then we’ll go for round two.”

She caressed his head, and felt his body relax and become heavy. Most of his weight was still held in his corded arms. She murmured sweet nothings to him; stating how grateful she was he stood up for her and her yearning to bear children. Then the nothings progressed to how he was always such a great Friend to her, how he always put her needs first. Then to the feeling of his shaft inside her, filling her and with every thrust, he knew there would be no one else for her. 

Jeff’s cock sprung and he smiled lovingly against his makeshift pillows. He lifted his head, pressing his lips to hers in a swift, yet deep kiss; then rolling his hips, he pounded once more into her already cum filled pussy. Alleviating the blue balls he’d given himself over the last week and a half, he was able to fuck longer, harder. Her legs wrapped around his waist and she squeezed her walls around him again.

The guttural moan that escaped his mouth shocked him. “Ohhhhhh… keep doing that baby girl.”

He watched her pert tits with amazement as they mirrored the back and forth motion of their fucking. Nipples so hard. He imagined them full of milk, her nipples extra sensitive, her belly would be swollen and a part of both of them would be growing inside her. He would love to make her climax and watch the milk spray from her nipples. 

“You’re going to be so beautiful pregnant, Rachel. Can’t you just imagine it?”

She could. She saw all the same things he did. Wanted them just as badly too.

Without ever changing their position from what the book called ‘the babymaker’ deemed as best for conception, he continued to fuck her with the same ferocity. Just because they were trying didn’t mean they couldn’t have fun. 

Rachel’s cunt tightened on his cock once more and she came with a shake to her body, and a sexy smile plastered on her face. “Cum in me again. Give me that sperm.”

He followed her orders and came, his teeth softly biting her neck. A nice purple mark formed where his lips were, marking her. They lay together in comfortable silence, their minds racing. Jeff’s were brief concerns of people’s opinions, and Rachel’s of how desperately she hoped it worked. He’d told Rachel that having sex during her peak would be counter-productive. He fucked her slowly… lovingly. Letting her straddle him and ride his dick; he watched in awe at her tits bouncing erratically, her dark hair laced with sweat and cascading down her shoulders. Before they had orgasmed together and he gave her his seed. 

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It was three agonising weeks for Rachel as she started getting sick and realised her period was late. Her tummy was sore, she was constantly tired. Thinking she might have some common cold that was being passed around like condoms at an orgy, she didn’t think anything of it. She bought several pregnancy tests, drank a weeks’ worth of water in the space of three hours, and she pissed on every one of them. Making sure she didn’t look at any one of them until her Jeff walked through the door. 

When Jeff returned home from work, he was instantly pulled into Rachel’s embrace. 

“Jeff, there’s something we need to see. Together. I’ve been waiting for you.” She took him by the hand, leading him through the master bedroom they share into the ensuite bathroom. On the sink were tests, he quickly counted twelve. All of them face down. “I haven’t looked at them yet. It’s something I wanted to do with you.”

She reached over and picked up two tests, handing one to him. On the count of three they revealed the result. Both positive. Then two more until eleven out of the twelve tests showed a positive reading. He looked to Rachel, her face covered in elation. She was finally going to be a mother. After all these years. From fucking classmates in high school, to her array of terrible men, it was Jeff that fucked a baby into her belly.

“But how…” Jeff stammered.

“Don’t be mad… but I might have been a little bit out with my ovulation day.”

“No… you didn’t…?”

A tear sprang from Rachel’s eye. Jeff came over and put a hand on her stomach. “You’re going to be an amazing mother, Rachel. And I’ll be here with you for every step.”

He was too. Every time she felt ill, had an appointment, he was by her side. Jeff felt so much pride when her stomach started swelling. Small at first, like she’d just eaten a large meal, then to the more obvious bump that remained a smaller size. The second trimester of her pregnancy was the best thing to ever happened to him. Constantly wanting to fuck him. Take his cock in her mouth and let him fuck her with it before she swallowed it, giving their baby some protein. 

The time to Rachel’s due date flew by. Often, she thought of that day in front of the mirror and wondered if she would be here now. Carrying a baby, a lover by her side. She was soaking in the tub when Jeff walked in from work. He came into the bathroom and saw some bubbles, with her very large and swollen belly protruding out of the water. 

“How long have you been in here?” he asked, noticing the skin on her fingers resembled that of an old woman.

“A few hours, I think. I came in here to relax my muscles, talk to the baby and then I ended up falling asleep.”

He breathed a soft laugh before kissing her affectionately on the forehead. “How are you feeling?" 

"Sore and stiff. But I just want to have the baby already. I’m so desperate to meet it.”

“Me too, Baby girl.”

He saw where her head was positioned and his cock became hard. Jeff released the belt buckle and released his cock. He pushed it to her parted lips, and forced his shaft to the back of her throat. 

“Mmmmm… after the day I’ve had, Baby girl. I needed this." 

Gently, he fucked her throat and mouth. Her tongue worshipped his cock, working him to orgasm. He once more took himself deep in her throat, before he clutched a hand to her hair and held her steady as she swallowed his cum. 

He removed his cock from her mouth and wiped the escaped semen from her lips. "Thank you, baby. When you’re ready to get out of the bath, let me know and I’ll look after you.” Jeff leaned down and kissed her cheek and rubbed a tender hand on the bump before loosening his tie and waiting in the bedroom. 

“Jeff, can you come and get me?” Rachel called out sometime later. “I’m wrinklier than I was before.”

With a smile, he walked into the bathroom and lifted her out of the water. Before putting her on the bed. “You want some dinner?”

She nodded. 

He walked to the kitchen before returning with the food. He stopped at the threshold of the door and watched Rachel on the bed. She was caressing her large bump, cooing to the baby in the womb that she wants it to hurry up because she just can’t wait to hold them. She was going to be a great mother. She looked up to him with a smile, gesturing for him to feel her belly. He placed his hand on her and the baby kicked under his palm. 

They ate dinner on the bed, just some leftovers from the night before. Once they had finished eating, Rachel leaned over and kissed her Jeff, moving a hand to caress the bulge under his briefs. 

“You want to fuck me, Baby girl?”

“I always want to fuck you, Jeff.”

He removed his briefs and laid down on his back. Rachel climbed over him, her thighs either side of his before sitting and impaling himself on her Jeff’s dick. Pushing her knees into the bed, she rose off him and then sank back down before repeating these moves over and over. She placed her hands on her Jeff’s pecs, letting her long hair fall onto his chest.

“You’re so fucking beautiful.” He took one nipple between his lips, rolling his tongue all over it. Rachel arched her back and thrust her breasts into his face. 

Jeff tried to match her rhythm, but couldn’t keep up. She was fucking him up and down, pushing him all the way in and then grinding on his dick. She removed a hand from his pec and brought herself to orgasm by rubbing her fingers on her clit. Rachel smiled at her Jeff and then started fucking herself again - God, it was beautiful to watch. He knew what she was doing, but he loved watching her this way. 

Rachel climaxed four times before she removed her fingers from her clit and lifted off so he could ram into her freely. He came quickly, yelling her name and sucking on her neck. He spurted cum all over her cunt and let her lay on her side beside him, her belly keeping a small distance between them. 

They fell asleep, but woke up some time later to Rachel having contractions. He got her a cup of ice water and timed her contractions. It was several hours before they were able to get to the hospital but when they did she was taken straight to a birthing suite.

Jeff stood by her side, letting her hold onto him as tight as she wanted, and watched as she pushed hard and harder to get her beloved baby out of the womb. He used a cloth to wipe the dripping sweat from her forehead. She cried out in pain when she pushed inch by inch until finally the midwife yelled that the head was out. Another three pushes and Rachel welcomed her little boy into the world. Carter Henry is what Rachel named him. Jeff kissed his girlfriend and his new son.

Rachel leaned over to whisper in his ear: “Jeff, put another baby inside me.”