Impregnation sex with my best friend’s boyfriend

Impregnation sex with my best friend’s boyfriend

Of course, impregnation sex is not what I was thinking about when I went to the auto mechanic shop today.  I’d been there for a good portion of the morning.  The mechanic explained that the repairs could not all be completed today, and now I was stranded.   Contemplating what to do, I pulled out my phone and dialed Brandon.  He’s my best friend’s boyfriend and lives about a mile from the shop. He’s always been really sweet to me, and I knew he wouldn’t mind giving me a ride home. “Hey, Mallory,” he answered, “What’s up? Is everything ok?”  “Hey, Brandon, I’m at the mechanic shop.  They are doing some much-needed work on my car, and I was wondering if you could give me a ride home.” “Of course,” he said without hesitation. “I’ll be right there.”

I texted him the address, and true to his word, Brandon arrived in his black Chevy F-150 car within minutes. He greeted me with a long, tight hug, and I couldn’t help but notice how good he smelled. Still, impregnation sex had not entered my mind yet.  As we began to ride down the highway, there seemed to be a strange tension in the air, a weird spark that hadn’t been there before. “Thanks for picking me up, Brandon,” I said, with a warm smile. “You’re a lifesaver.” He smiled back, “Anytime, Mallory. You know I’m always willing to help you.” We continued an easy chat while driving, but I couldn’t shake the feeling as his gaze began to linger a little too long. When we pulled into my driveway, I invited him in for a drink.  I won’t deny that I wanted to prolong the new electric energy between us.

Once inside my place…

Once inside, I poured us each a glass of wine. As we sat close to each other on the couch, the tension between us grew with each passing second. I could feel the sexual heat radiating off his body, and I knew he could feel mine too. “You know,” he said, in a deep, sexy voice, “I’ve always been attracted to you.” I blushed, my cheeks becoming warm. “But Brandon, you’re my best friend’s boyfriend. I don’t know if you should be saying things like that.” He leaned in closer.  So close that I could feel his breath against my ear. “I know,” he whispered. “But I can’t help it.” Before I could even respond, his lips were on mine. I melted, my body was responding to his kiss and his touch as if it had a mind of its own.

His hands continued to roam over my body, exploring every curve. “I want you, Mallory,” he moaned. All I could do was nod.  My panties were becoming wet, and before I knew it, I was answering back with “I want you too.”  He wasted no time, moving to the buttons of my blouse. He pushed it off my shoulders, his eyes feasting on my lace-covered breasts. I tried to push the thoughts of impregnation sex out of my head.  However, when he leaned down, sucking one of my nipples in through the fabric, I moaned,  and arched my back to meet him. He was like an octopus, his hands quickly moved to my skirt, pushing it up around my waist, and sliding my wet panties to the side. I love the way his fingers were teasing me and circling my clit.

Impregnation sex is what we both wanted!

I whimpered, my hips began bucking against his hand. “Fuck, you’re so wet,” he groaned, his fingers sliding in and out of me. “I need to taste you.”  I must admit impregnation sex was right at the forefront of my mind now. His mouth moved down from my breast over my tummy.  Soon his tongue replaced his fingers, and he began lapping at my pussy like a man starved. I moaned, my hands tangling in his hair, holding him to me as he devoured me. My orgasm was building, coiling tighter and tighter until it shattered.  That orgasm ripped through my body like a tidal wave.  Before I could catch my breath, he was already on top of me, with his cock pressing against my wet pussy. Just as I was going to ask him to put on a condom, he cut me off.   “I want to feel you raw, Mallory,”

His eyes were locked on mine. “I want to breed you. “ I hesitated, but for only a second before nodding yes.  My body ached for him, and I wanted impregnation sex just as much as he did. He pushed his thick cock inside me, filling me up completely.  It felt so good, I gasped at the sensation. His cock pumped slowly inside of me at first, his hips rolling in a steady rhythm.  However, soon he was pounding into my pussy with his cock, hitting that sweet spot deep inside me. “I’m going to cum inside you,” he growled, “I’m going to breed you, Mallory.” His words pushed me right over the edge, and I came. My body was convulsing around him. His orgasm followed.  I felt his cock pulsing inside me as he filled me with his hot, baby batter.

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