The Breeder Episode 1 [M/F] #Breeding #Impregnation #Pregnancy #Creampie

It was only until recently that I’d developed a Breeding kink with the idea of impregnating someone for real. The idea gave me a thrill like no other. Having just turned 20, I was in no state to be raising a child or starting a family, but I had an ache to spread my seed that would fail to cease no matter what i tried.

Part of me wanted to ignore it and try and fixate on something else. But the more I did that, the more obsessed I became with the idea of breeding and natural insemination. It needed to be natural. I needed that feeling.

So I started looking on subreddits with no luck. In my frustration, I decided to make a post. Searching local women wanting to breed with the only requirement being that I didn’t want to be a father or pay child support. I had no other specifications or requirements about ethnicity, race, age, etc. I wasn’t picky, and I didn’t care.

Within minutes, I got a direct message. It was from a woman stating that she was 38 years old and lived in the area. In our talking, she explained to me that she had just been with her boyfriend for the past 8 years and that he had broken up with her for a younger woman just recently. She also told me about how her boyfriend and she had spoken about having a baby in the near future and that she felt that it was right to have it with him. When he broke up with her, she was heartbroken, knowing that she didn’t have much time left to have a baby. She was desperate. Of course I wasn’t about to use that to my advantage in any way and I wanted to make sure it would be a right fit for both of us.

We got to talking more, and she enquired about my sexual history. I told her how I’d only been with two previous women before and that I’d never cum inside before. She told me that that was cute and that I was young. I felt myself blushing. It felt nice to be desired, to have a woman tell you that. I knew I was young, but I felt ready.

After discussing more and then getting into personal information about DDF and STDS, we decided to exchange photos. Not nudes, just facials. I sent her mine first and she told me that I was handsome, cute, and had good genes. She then sent me a photo of herself.

The first thing that I noticed was that she didn’t look her age. She looked much younger. And she was beautiful. She was ethnically Spanish with long black hair that went down past her neck. She had a beautiful smile that lit up her face and eyes that seemed to glisten. She was really beautiful. It all felt too good to be true. And I told her that. After that we decided to meet up. We’d go for coffee and talk a bit more about the details and see if we were a good fit. So we did the next day.

I was waiting at the patio of the coffee shop with my own drink in hand, waiting for her to arrive. I felt so nervous, so out of place, almost as if I had gone beyond my comfort zone. But I also knew I wanted to do this, and that it was starting to feel like fate. Finally she arrived a few minutes later, and I got up to give her a hug. I had to bend down to hug her (she was 5’0″) and I was taller (6’0″).

“Hey. Gosh,” she said looking me up and down. “You look so much more handsome in person. And younger.”

I felt myself blushing. I wasn’t used to the attention.

“Uh thanks. Uh you too.”

I regretted the words the moment I said them. I was a nervous wreck and an idiot. I thought for sure she’d leave. But instead she turned her head sideways ever so slightly and giggled.

“Oh you’re cute. And so so young. How does someone like you not have a girlfriend.”

I shrugged it off, not wanting to get into the details. I asked her if I could get her anything and she told me what coffee she’d like and sat down. I returned with her coffee and sat down.

“It’s nice to see that chivalry isn’t dead.”

I nodded, unsure what else to say. So we got to talking, talking about ourselves, our lives, our interests, everything but what we had come to talk about. Then she cut me off mid-sentence to tell me something.

“Look,” she started. “I mostly wanted us to chat just to see what you’re like, what your personality is like, your tendencies, if you were a good person overall,” she paused. “And you are. I like you. So, I’m just gonna cut to the chase. Can we help each other?”

I hesitated briefly. “I agree. I found that it’s easy to talk to you. I-”

“Great. Look. I don’t have a lot of time left. I’m getting up there in age. I’m running out of time to have a baby. Do you want to come over right now?” She leaned in to whisper in my ear. “I’m ovulating.”

I paused blushing and looked down at the table. It felt so sudden, so unexpected. And yet, I should have expected this. I felt her hand on top of mine, as if she sensed my unease. I looked back up at her and I knew what my answer would be.

“Yes.”

She smiled at me and removed her hand. “Come on then. I live only five minutes away.”

As we got up to leave, the realization dawned on me. She had planned all this. The coffee shop near her place, the questions. It was today or never for her. I made the right decision.

Neither of us spoke as we made our way to her apartment building, up the elevator and then to the door. She turned to smile at me, before opening the door and beckoning me in. I walked in, took off my shoes and made my way into what must have been the living room. She followed me in and closed the door behind her. Then I felt her hand grab mine. I turned back to face her.

“The bedroom is this way,” she said.

She pulled me by my hand and took me into the bedroom. Her bedroom was small but organized and clean, the queen bed clean and made.

“Have a seat,” she said, beckoning to the bed.

I sat down on the edge of the bed. She looked at me with a grin on her face and then slid to sit next to me. I looked deep into her eyes, and knew then that I wanted this, that I would do anything she asked. I started to feel an erection coming.

“Can I get you anything?” she asked.

“No. I-”

Before I could finish my sentence, she quickly leaned in and kissed me, her hand under the bridge of my neck. It took me off guard for a moment but her kiss was so sensual and incredible that I kissed her back, our mouths intertwining together. I felt her hand run down from my neck, down my chest, then rest on my lap, grazing against the tip of my cock. Clearly she could feel it, but if she did, she didn’t say anything. In response, my hand automatically went to her leg, and when I put my hand on her leg she leaned into me, her leg against my upper thigh.

We kissed for a long moment before she finally pulled away and smiled. She leaned away and grinned. And then she started doing what I didn’t expect, at least not this quickly. She began to remove her clothes. She did so with a desperation, an urgency. I could tell she was horny and needed it.

First, she pulled off her top and tossed it onto the floor, and then she unclasped her bra and did the same. All I could do was look in awe, feeling myself getting harder. I ogled over her bare breasts, medium sized, her nipples perky and hard. I looked up to see her grinning at me looking at her. Then she stood up and pulled off her jeans and tossed them to the side, and then did the same with her bright pink panties, revealing her pink, soaking wet pussy.

I looked her up and down, marveling at how incredible of a body she had at her age. She stood before me completely nude, and I wanted nothing more than to run my hands all across her body and enjoy every aspect of her. After a moment she sat back down next to me, placing her hand back on my crotch. At this point I was already semi-erect, nearing full. Noticing, she turned to look me in the eyes.

“Oh what’s this?”

I blushed. As if her taking off her clothes with an urgency wasn’t intense enough, she began to then do the same for me. She grabbed my t-shirt with both hands and pulled it up. I lowered my head and pulled the t-shirt over my head. She started playing with my chest, tussling with my chest hair. I felt my body tingle and spasm ever so slightly as she touched me.

“Oh some hair. I do like my man a little hairy.” She looked down at my crotch poking through my jeans next, noticing how erect it had become. I was hard now.

“Off with it. Come on now. Let’s see what you have.”

I stood up and removed my jeans, and then slowly, I did the same with my boxers tossing them onto the floor. I saw her stare at my 7″ cock with delight. Then I sat back down next to her, our thighs grazing each other. Then she leaned in again and started kissing me, and before I knew it we were on our sides, laying beside each other making out, the tip of my cock grazing her thigh with need. I needed this. I wanted this.

“Ok young blood,” she started. “Are you ready?”

I nodded feverishly. Lust was taking over. Desire was taking over. Need was taking over. I wanted to fuck her so hard and deep that she’d beg me to put a baby in her.

She turned away from me and lay on her back. That was the cue I needed. I lifted myself up, drew myself closer and then loomed over her, my body inches above hers. I looked down at her and saw her smiling at me, looking at me with desire, her mouth quivering.

“Do it,” she said.

I didn’t need to ask twice. I lowered my body flat on top of hers, my thighs on top of hers, my cock sitting nicely against the side of her thigh. I felt her moan and shiver beneath me. I couldn’t take it anymore. I took a hold of my fully erect penis and maneuvered it against her slit, rubbing the tip against her lips teasingly. Slowly, I entered her, and I felt her shudder beneath me.

We both moaned simultaneously as I made my way fully inside her, my cock hitting her cervix. I felt myself collapsing from the pleasure. The feeling was incredible. She was insanely wet, and tight. She was made to have my cock inside her.

“Oh god that feels so good!” she yelled out.

That was the extra incentive I needed. I started fucking her, thrusting into her slowly, but deeply, passionately. She moaned and groaned each time I entered her and I sighed each time. The feeling was incredible. I looked into her eyes, watching her face quiver after each thrust, her eyes shuttering. It brought me great joy and lust to know that I was able to give her this, that I would soon have my sperm running its course deep inside her, impregnating her. That thought turned me on even more, and I picked up the pace slightly, at the same time, lowering my face and kissing her. She kissed me back as I went in and out in and out, our bodies intertwined, our bodies one.

Finally she pulled away from the kiss and pushed my head away.

“Wait,” she said.

I pulled out, unsure what the problem was.

“Everything okay?”

“Yes,” she said. Then she pushed me off her and rolled so that I was on my back and she was looming over me.

“I want to be on top. I want to watch your face squirm as you start to cum inside me. I want to look at your body, your face as you give me your sperm, knowing that I will be mixing my genes with you, your young, cute, handsome body.”

If I wasn’t already hard and turned on, what she just told me that moment would have given me an instant erection. I simply nodded dumbfounded, feeling myself even more turned on than before.

She pushed my head back against the frame. “Relax.”

She then pulled herself up and sat on my lap, her thighs on top of mine. She smiled at me briefly, before raising herself up, taking a hold of my cock and then lowering herself onto me, my cock sliding into her seamlessly. She moaned loudly as I entered her and I groaned as I watched her body above me, her beautiful, hard nipples glistening with sweat.

She started riding me, slowly, passionately smiling at me as my cock went in and out of her, sliding all the way balls deep before exiting. It felt incredible to be ridden, knowing my cock was deep inside her, seeing her body on top of mine.

She began to pick up the pace, speeding up, going harder and faster. I grunted with each thrust, feeling myself inside her, my balls slapping against the backs of her thighs as my cock filled her. She went even faster still, going harder, her moans escalating louder and louder before she came, screaming loudly, her face looking up at the ceiling, shaking, her eyes shuttering from the pleasure, her body shaking with my cock still inside her. She sat on my cock to finish her orgasm. Then she smiled at me.

“Your turn.”

She kept riding me, continuing with the same torrid pace she had been going before. I started moaning more and more, louder and louder. I felt myself getting close. I closed my eyes to enjoy the pleasure, to keep it in. As if sensing that I was nearing orgasm, she leaned in and kissed me. I kissed her back, feeling my cock going in and out in and out, the lips of her pussy welcoming me with each thrust, my tip hitting her cervix each time. I was getting close now. She pulled away from the kiss but remained inches away from my face. I opened my eyes to look at her and I saw her smiling as she continued riding.

“It’s time to knock me up. Give me your sperm. Let it all out.”

Those last words sent me over the edge and I yelled out in pleasure as I came, my entire body shaking intensely as I started sending large spurts of semen into every inch of her pussy. It felt incredible, cumming inside a woman, especially knowing that my semen was going to give her a baby.

She sat all the way down on my cock as I continued my orgasm. I looked at her body as my cock spurted its seed inside her, looking at her grinning, satisfied face, looking at her breasts, her thighs and pussy containing my cock. I continued filling her insides with cum, my orgasm seemingly unending until finally the last of my semen had filled her up. I sighed and laid my head back to moan from the intensity of the sex and my orgasm.

“We have to remain like this for a bit to keep as much of you inside me.”

I simply nodded. I was worked. I was tired. But I felt incredibly satisfied. That had been the best sex I’d ever had. I’d satisfied my breeding kink. But it wasn’t a kink anymore. It was real life. I’d just bred with a woman, knocked her up. Or I would. If we were unsuccessful, we’d try again.

It had been incredibly gratifying and satisfying. And I knew that I needed to do it again. I needed to keep impregnating women and filling them with my seed.

Finally she got off me and headed away to the bathroom, leaving me naked and limp. But already I felt my cock starting to harden again. I wanted this again.

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