Wild Child

One look at her pussy, and I decided to give her my mouth before fucking her again. My endurance came in handy then, and I was able to stave off my own need to feel the wet heat of her cunt wrapped around me, sucking the cum from my balls, long enough to eat her pussy and ease the sting left from my rough handling of her.

I slammed the fat head of my cock into her beat-up pussy and worked the other eleven inches in deep. Then I grabbed the silicone and worked it in and out of her ass, fulfilling her fantasy.

“Should we let him fuck you again?”

“Yes, please, fill my ass again!” I did as she asked and fucked the dick in and out of her ass while slowly fucking her pussy with my cum filled cock. It wouldn’t be much longer now.

The position she was in is one of my favorites and always gets me going. “Do you know you’re in the prime position for a breeding?” Should I tell her now why she’s here or is it too soon?

“Breeding?”

“Yes!”

“Do you know why you’re here, Chelsea, why I chose today of all days to bring you home to my bed? To fuck you?” She shook her head no all the while sliding back on my cock that was still moving in and out of her.

“I’ve waited a very long time to find the perfect match, almost half your life, in fact. Someone I could spend the rest of my life with, someone who has the same likes as me when it comes to sex, but more importantly the same drive.”

“Do you remember all those tests I had you take? The ones I said were to check your hormone levels?” She nodded her head faintly.

“Well, that wasn’t entirely true. I had you do those tests because I wanted to be sure that it was safe for you to carry my seed.”

She moaned, and her pussy leaked juice; it was just the reaction I wanted, the one I was hoping for. “Do you know what today is Chelsea?” I leaned over her back so that I could whisper in her ear. “It’s your breeding day!”

I wrapped my hand around her throat, cutting off her breath and any words she might have to say. I wasn’t going to listen anyway if what she had to say wasn’t what I wanted to hear. But I should’ve known she wouldn’t disappoint.

Her pussy snapped around my cock, and I butted against her cervix seeking entrance to her womb. “This is going to hurt, but I’ll lick it better once we’re done.” I pulled back and gritted my teeth against my need to protect, even as I knew I was going to hurt her. It couldn’t be helped. I wanted to plant my seed as deep in her as it could go, and her womb was the best place, the only place I know.

She fainted when my cock broke through the tight ring of her cervix and knocked at the door to her womb. I was too far gone to stop, not that I would’ve or could’ve even. My cock started spitting hot cum inside her as soon as he broke through the barrier, and nothing had ever felt so good.

It was quite some time before I was able to pull my cock out of her depths, her pussy had tightened around my cock when she passed out, and the tight ring of her cervix damn near cut off my circulation. When I was finally able to, I slipped out of her and went to run her a bath.

Chelsea

It’s been two days, two days of nonstop sex, and for the first time, I’m close to being satisfied. I’ve stopped worrying about my parents and what they think about my absence, even though I know they’ve been worried about me. They were still buying the excuse that I was staying with a friend, and besides, I’m twenty-one, so they really have no need to watch my every move.

Tracy, the friend that I’m supposed to be hanging with, has her own thing going on and knows the drill; we’ve covered for each other before, so I see no need for worry there. So for those two days, I’ve been free to enjoy the best sex of my life guilt-free.

“I want to try something new.”

“What’s that? I didn’t know there was anything we haven’t done?” I grinned down at him, where he was lying between my thighs studying my pussy like he had a test coming up.

“The last two days you were ovulating, it was the perfect window in which to breed you; now that that’s done, it’s time to play.” My ovaries actually jumped at his words. I can’t imagine what his words mean; play? What more could he possibly do to me that he hasn’t already done?