What If We Got A Bit More…Serious? [FM] [girlfriend] [vaguely msubby to vaguely mdommy] [impreg] [make her your wife] [bit of an age gap] [dirty talk]

Allie had, since her youth, always wanted to be a wife and a mother. She looked up to her stay at home mom, wanting to do just as good of a job as she did. Naturally, as she matured, so did these desires. Every boyfriend she had, every crush even, would eventually manifest in her mind as her husband and father of her children. This craving she had had driven away the only serious boyfriend she had. However, it was a dream that the nineteen year old couldn’t wait to realize.

If it hadn’t been for her parents pressuring her, she never would’ve even wanted to go to college. But after high school, the teenage suburbanite packed her things and pursued higher education in the city. Allie had no idea what she wanted to do, but a friend she made was majoring in business, so she went with that. After all, a career was not exactly the dream she had in mind. Her classes mostly went over her head, as she day dreamed about literally anything else during school. Nothing a professor would ever say could get her attention, and if it weren’t for friends occasionally helping her out, she would not be maintaining her C average. The blonde was easy on the eyes too, so the brainier boys didn’t seem to mind holding her hand through her schoolwork.

However, her lack of concentration would change when one of her professors invited in a guest speaker. Enter Craig Masters. A blue eyed, chiseled jaw having, thirty year old hedge fund manager. Allie would learn to understand that he was considered to be very lucky, and therefore successful, for his age. Most of the girls in the class had no trouble keeping their eyes glued to him, even if what he was saying had nothing to do with why they licked their lips, batted their eyes, and sweetly smiled in his direction. Allie, for a change, intently listened to his every word. She didn’t understand half of it, but he had a voice that she could spend hours drinking in.

And that’s why as soon as class let out, she followed him.

Allie couldn’t remember her initial conversation with him. She was sure she tripped over her words and nervously laughed. She had come on strong and let him know exactly why she was there. What she did remember was being pinned against his car as his tongue snaked into her mouth, moaning into him as his older, more mature hands ran over her tight teenage body. Despite wishing that her clothes could simply melt off her body, Allie realized that only so much could be done in a college parking garage. After catching their breaths, they arranged a date.

Dinner was at a fancier restaurant than Allie had ever been to. They spent well over an hour talking. She told him that her hometown was boring and that she had lived in the same house for the past nineteen years. She learned he was a busy man, and that dates were a thing he rarely had time for. Relationships even less so. He had no issue divulging that his love life was mostly formulaic: meet girl, take her out, bring her back to the penthouse, sex, then never see her again. This was apparently commonplace among those who had money, looks, but very little time. And this is exactly how Allie and Craig’s date went. Well, except for the last part. Because they had certainly seen each other again. And again. And again.

Having known each other for just shy of a month, the two had gone on one or two dates a week, each one ending in raw, passionate sex on nearly every surface of Craig’s penthouse. She adored how he took charge and how he let her pleasure him. He loved her younger body, rife with energy and enthusiasm, and the fact that she was on the pill, so he didn’t have to wear a condom. Sometimes he would drive her back to her dorm that night, or sometimes he would wake her up in the morning and escort her to the bus stop. Either way, she would arrive back at her dorm, with an intense heat in her pussy, wanting more.

But Allie wanted to end this little dance. She didn’t just want to be his casual fuck buddy.

“Hey babe,” Allie said one night, slurping at his cock as she comfortably rested on the bed between his legs. Craig only softly moaned, unable to answer. “What if we were maybe more than just fuck buddies. I get that we’ve only been going out for a bit…but what if we were more serious?”

His eyes closed, Craig groaned out a response. “Like how serious…?”

Allie ran her tongue up from his balls all the way to his tip, smirking as she heard him moan once again. “Well, this might be a little sudden…but well, I haven’t exactly been taking the pill like I said.”

Craig’s eyes flew open and he shot up. Allie gave his balls a squeeze and took his thick cock down into her throat, immediately causing him to fall back down. “What?” He managed to force out.

She pulled away, his sloppy cock now firmly in her grip as she stroked him. “I’ve never been on the pill. And oh, do you like that? I swear your cock just got harder.”

Craig couldn’t respond. Every time he opened his mouth to do anything but moan, Allie stroked faster and sucked his balls into her mouth, rendering him speechless. He couldn’t deny that the combination of her words and her touch sent a feeling straight from his dick to his brain, melting him before he could show any resistance. The man who was normally in charge was putty in the hands and mouth of the talented teen.

“Just think about it. You could have knocked me up any of those times we’ve had sex. You have filled me with so many loads of your seed. Big ones too. But you like that, don’tyou? You want to knock up my little nineteen year old body, don’t you?” By now, he was thrusting upward into Allie’s hand. Craig’s balls swelled, growing a bit too big for her to take completely into her mouth.

“You know, if you knock me up, you have to marry me, right?” She continued. “I could be your hot little wifey. Mrs. Craig Masters. I just love the sound of that.”

The sound of her hand running up and down his slick cock filled the room more and more as she got faster and faster. He was throbbing. No, more than that. It was like his heart was beating through his cock, with the likelihood of him being able to resist exploding all over her hand decreasing by the second. His groans were deeper now, manlier, and it drove Allie crazy.

“And I’d be a slutty wife for you. As long as you make sure I’m knocked up, you can use any of my holes whenever you want. You’ll come home every night to a clean apartment, a hot meal, and your woman with a big round belly and huge milky tits.” With her free hand, Allie gave her breast a squeeze. “It’s turning me on so much to think of my tight body ballooning up. I’ll let you milk me as much as you’d like. You’re the big man at work and you’ll be the alpha male here at home. Don’t you want that?”

The last of Craig’s will surged through him and he managed to regain control. But he wasn’t about to scream at her, or throw her out. He didn’t know if it was some natural form of detection, or if it was simply intuition, but he and his body both were sure that Allie was ripe for breeding. That her cunt was more fertile than it had ever been. Quickly, he pulled away and grabbed her hair, eliciting a yelp from the teen. He managed to yank her off the bed before bending her over it. If Allie wanted to say anything, she didn’t have the time. His aching cock was balls deep in her alluring hole well before she knew what was happening.

“Oh fuck yes! Give me that cock! Make me a mommy!” Allie screamed. Before, he had cum inside her, thinking it was safe. But now he knew exactly what he was doing to her. They both wanted a baby fucked into her womb. “You’re gonna be such a good daddy for me. Breed me, daddy! Please, please, please! I need it!”

Tears welled up in Allie’s eyes as Craig yanked her head back, her hair still locked in his fist. And that’s when she felt it. The release of his manhood. A cock that had been sucked, licked, slurped on, and teased. A cock that had been stroked, kissed, and slobbered over. His balls, swollen from the tongue lashing she gave them, pumped load after load of his sticky seed into her. The life making cream rushed past her cervix and into her greedy womb, ready to make sure she would have that baby she always wanted.

Allie couldn’t have been happier.

Craig remained inside her, his cock slowly softening as it seemed to continuously ooze its cum into her waiting cunt. Both of them had to catch their breaths and realize what they had just done. However, before long, Allie raised her voice. Barely audible, but dripping with satisfaction, she spoke.

“Mmm, you know, I still want a cute proposal. Something in front of a crowd. I want everyone to see it. And you’d better do it quick too, otherwise I’ll need maternity clothes for the wedding. Unless you’d like that…” She giggled, lazily grinding her ass against him. “And I had a couple of baby names in mind, too. If it’s a girl, I was thinking…”

*Hi again. Thanks for reading. I hope I didn’t divulge too much into the back story on this one. Once again, this story was inspired by an audio. It’s called “Baby, I’m So Fertile Right Now. Please Fuck A Baby Into Me” by /u/littlemissaphrodite and scripted by /u/man_with_no_shame. Please check both of them out if you are interested in erotic audios or scripts, or even if you just like what I wrote. This is probably going to be my last audio inspired bit for a while, as I want to try some original stuff out, or maybe a sequel to something I’ve already done, if requested. Once again, thanks for reading and constructive criticism is always appreciated.*

Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/6dsu6o/what_if_we_got_a_bit_moreserious_fm_girlfriend

One comment on “What If We Got A Bit More…Serious? [FM] [girlfriend] [vaguely msubby to vaguely mdommy] [impreg] [make her your wife] [bit of an age gap] [dirty talk]

  1. I read the title and thought this was /r/gonewildaudio lol. Great story though, very hot. Do you happen to have a link to the audio too?

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