Fallen into the deep end of this “kink” this week.
I met up with a man I met online almost three years ago now. We had a brief and risky breeding encounter but nothing that lasted very long when I found out he was married with a wife. I respectfully told him that wasn’t a situation I wanted to be involved in and wished him the best. Fortunately he was understanding. I never expected to see him again.
I met him on Grindr a few weeks ago, he remembered my name and told me he has since gotten divorced which is the reason i responded back. We chatted for a bit until he told me he was looking for a wife- and the future mother of his child. I was a bit shocked, I laughed at his messages until he told me he was serious. And he wanted to make me his wife.
He said he hadn’t stopped thinking about me since we had met those years ago and went into great detail about his longing to impregnate me. Needless to say I was a bit hooked on his behaviour.
He gave complete disregard to my transition, said if I was going to get pregnant I was going to be a mommy, a women- his women to be exact. That made me squirm. It made my cunt wetter than I’ve ever anticipated. It also made me terribly scared. I started feeling a lot of new (and buried) emotions that I hadn’t felt in a long time that resulted in a few cancelled breeding sessions until I finally had him over.
It was unlike anything I’d ever experienced. This very handsome man came into my room and held my body, cupped the back of my hair and gently kissed me. Slowly groping his way down to my clit. He slowly rubbed his thumb over it, my knees buckled and I started moaning softly into his shoulder. He smelled so good. He wasted very little time before he had me strip and on my back. I stroked him until he was semi hard but he wanted to rub his cock on my pussy until he was fully errect. It certainly didn’t take long. He had two weeks of cum built up for me and from that moment I had no choice but to take it.
He had me in every position imaginable. Made me feel exactly like a woman compared to him. And I hated how much I loved it all.
About halfway through this meetup he thumbed at the facial hair I’ve maintained for a few years. He looked at me and said “if you’re my woman now you need to shave this off.” I stuttered and laughed- again thinking he was joking. I told him “I’ll shave later, not a big deal.” He said “No. I think you should shave now. Right now.” And spanked my ass towards the bathroom. I could’ve said no, argued, bratted back but I didn’t. I simply walked to the bathroom and shaved the facial hair I was so proud of like it was nothing.
When I walked back into the room he smiled, got up and told me how genuinely beautiful I was before gently fingering me and filling me up two more times.
On the third time and final time before he came he had me in maiting press, was roughly fucking me until he slowed very suddenly. Had me make eye contact with him. He said “once you’re pregnant I want to us to get married. We are making a family, I want to love you as my wife. I know you will carry my children”
Unfortunately I had never cum harder.
He filled me about 6 times total in an hour and a half. He knew how scared I was, but I did it scared. I did it regardless of how “proud” I’ve been of my transition identity… I could’ve blocked him the moment we met again but here I am. Sitting here with a full womb of potent cum, ovulating and knowing that with every passing moment I could >really< be pregnant. Haha.
Sorry. I know this is a lot. Typically I wouldn’t post this as anon but I don’t know right now. My life could vastly change in a few months. I know how permanent so many of these choices are and yet… maybe this is the road I’ve always wanted to walk?
~pretty in pink
Oh, this is so sweet that I hardly know where to start.
Your pride turned out to be so insubstantial, didn't it? You thought you'd built something solid over years and years, but he just waved it away, and it disappeared. He told you to shave, and you meekly obeyed. He told you you were going to be a mommy, and you spread your legs.
Even if you aren't pregnant - even if you don't become his pregnant little wife - how could you ever forget that? That one man who really wanted you was all it took. That just being told that you were going to be his woman was enough to erase all the time you spent struggling to be your own man.
It's not even as though you found the perfect man for you and then succumbed to him. Here's what you've described to me: he's good looking. He's a good fuck. He fucked you, before, behind his wife's back. And he wants to impregnate you and have you raise his kids.
So that's what we've learned about you: any handsome man who knows how to fill a girl with his cum could have made you his babymaker and wife. That was as deep as your commitment to manhood ran. This one just got there first.
