Impregnation; He Was Determined To Make Me A Mommy

Impregnation Was His Goal

I knew fairly early on in my relationship with my boyfriend that he loved to be “mothered.” The cuddles he’d give me, the attention he gave to my breasts, the huge hugs. Sometimes he’d even call me mommy when we had sex. He just loved me being a true maternal figure for him. He was several years younger than I was as well. Then he asked me if I’d thought about having a baby before. Well, of course, all women wonder what it would be like. I asked him why he was asking. He said he had a real impregnation kink, and he wondered if I might be open to it. I said I wasn’t trying to get pregnant, but if it happened, it happened. He asked me if I’d think of stopping being on birth control. I agreed. To be honest I’d refer to be a step-mommy.

He said lactation really turned him on, the idea of drinking warm, sweet milk from my breasts. He was quite fixated on my large, beautiful breasts. I’d noticed that from the start. He would often caress and fondle them as we lay watching TV. together. He’d just be idly stroking them. My nipples would get hard from all the attention, and he loved to suck on them. He said if I were ever able to give him milk from my breasts, he’d be in heaven. That’s when he again mentioned the impregnation. Since if I was pregnant, of course I’d begin to produce milk. Milk that he could enjoy. He’d run his warm, wet tongue all over my nipple, making it grow hard in his mouth.

His Obsession Was A Little Scary

He said if a woman’s breasts are stimulated enough, she can lactate without being pregnant. It was quite an arduous process for that to happen, though. He wasn’t sure I was up for that. So, of course, impregnation talk again was mentioned. He loved the idea of filling me with his life force, his essence. It fuses with my egg and becomes one. He made it all seem so romantic and loving. He said he’d love for us to have a baby together. I was a bit scared of having unprotected sex with him, but went forth. If it were meant to happen, it would. If it weren’t, it wouldn’t. I’d never dated anyone before, so I was obsessed with impregnation and breeding me. The thought of my milk-engorged tits getting even larger with each passing month drove him crazy.

He’d come up behind me when I was at the kitchen counter and grab onto them. He’d stroke my nipples with his thumbs as he kissed the back and sides of my neck. I can’t say it didn’t make me wet. It always did. Then he’d usually slide his hand around to my front and slip it into my skirt and panties. I went right for my pussy and worked it until I came

He Was Sexy And As Sensual Than Ever

. He’d run his fingers over my mound and then go for the clit with his fingertips, driving me wild. I would be panting with him behind me, doing this. I, too, wondered what it might be like to have his baby. He was a kind, sweet, and sexy man. He’d make a good father. He’d been sucking on my breasts so much and stimulating them, one night, a drop of milk came out. I thought he’d jizz in his pants right then and there with excitement.

He sucked on them as if his very life depended on it, trying to get more out. A bit came, but not enough. I guess he’ll have to wait until this impregnation takes to get some real dairy from me. He loves to think of his seed growing in my womb when we make love. Taking root inside of me, growing, a part of him and me together. He loves to cradle my abdomen when we are spooning in bed after making love. Asking me in whispered tones if I think this was the night. Was this the night he finally got me pregnant? You never know, I have to wait and see each month how it’s going to come out. It hasn’t worked yet, but he’s hoping. I’ve never been with such a loving, passionate lover. Impregnation is his goal. He may get his wish with enough time.

I love to play the part of “mothering” and cuddling guys. It is more than just mothering. It makes for a very hot phone sex session if they are into it.

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