A Breeding Fantasy Can Be A Fun Way To Fluid Bond!

My boyfriend told me he had a breeding fantasy shortly after we met.

I wasn’t really into the breeding fantasy before, but he got me intrigued about it. He asked me if I’d ever had unprotected sex. Well, I’ve been on the pill, so no condoms, but he liked the idea of me not even being on the pill. The risk of getting pregnant is the whole thrill for him. I found out what he meant. He had me diligently track my cycle to find my most fertile time of the month, and then we did it. We had totally unprotected sex, and he said he was going to impregnate me.

I can honestly say I’ve never cum harder than when he told me to cum seconds before blowing his load. He made sure he hadn’t had an orgasm for a week, so he was overflowing with sperm for me. It would be an impressive and possibly fertile load within my pussy. It was just breathtaking how much more intense it was when a breeding fantasy was involved. Luckily, I didn’t actually get pregnant, but the chance was definitely there that I could have. He said he’d been into this sort of sex for years. Impregnation porn was his favorite type to watch as he masturbated.

Even though I’m not trying to get pregnant, a breeding fantasy is sexy.

I could welcome a child into my life. So the breeding fantasy excites me; it could lead to a real-life baby down the road. The intimacy of this sort of fantasy is exciting. There’s not really a more intimate way to show someone you love them. To carry a part of them around inside of you for the better part of a year is pretty special. Some callers have said sex felt exceptional when trying for a baby with their wives. The act was beyond explosive and intimate. Every month there was a special night when we’d entertain the breeding fantasy when I was ovulating and dripping wet.

It would be romantic and tender, and he’d lay me out on the bed and kiss me all over. From head to toe, he’d rain kisses all over me. He loves licking my pussy, and tells me I taste extra sweet when I’m fertile. He loves the extra taste of the ovulation secretion that appears when you’re most fertile. It’s just like very thick egg whites, or if Jello was clear. It’s not everyone’s taste for sure, but some men go wild for it. He scoops it out with his tongue and uses it to lubricate my pussy. He nurses on my stiff little clitty and tickles it with his tongue until I’m gripping the sheets in ecstasy.

Then when I’m all creamy, he slides in his cock.

His cock that hasn’t cum in a week. We French kiss and hold one another so tightly as we make love. I wrap my arms and legs around him and hold him to me. I feel his large, swollen, cum filled balls slapping against me, knowing his baby batter is brewing up inside. Just for me. Just for us. The breeding fantasy is consuming us both and sending us into an irresponsible frenzy of lust together. Then, I grip his ass cheeks in my hand, pulling him as deeply into me as he can possibly get. I can feel my orgasm approaching like a rushing train.

I buck up towards him, and I close my eyes as my orgasm overtakes me. My pussy clenches around his cock rhythmically as I cum. My orgasm, of course, triggers his own, and he erupts within me, shooting me full of his life-giving sperm. I can feel my spasming pussy drinking it up with each contraction. Maybe this is it. Maybe this is the time his life-giving seed will finally impregnate me. He said he’s had this breeding fantasy for many years, but it’s never been as hot as it is with me. Now the waiting game begins, and I guess we will find out soon enough just how aggressive his little swimmers swim!

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