Breeding the American
“Maybe some random Aussie will knock you up. Win/win!”
“Gotta find one that’ll want to knock me up first! Not everyone loves the fat American chick, you know!!”
“If it’s random, the guy won’t have to know about it.”
“He’s gonna know he fucked a fat chick! We just won’t tell him about the baby.”
“Yeah, he doesn’t need to know. He’ll just know he fucked a horny American.”
“Will you record it for me, my love? Will you record this random Aussie breeding me and me moaning like a slut, enjoying every minute of it? Please??”
“If you want. How badly do you really want this?”
“I really want it. I really, really want it… As long as you’re with me.”
“To keep you safe, of course.”
“When?”
“Tonight?”
“It’s a date!”
We walk into the local bar and you introduce me to a selection of drunk and horny Aussies. I’m a little self-conscious, going commando under my short denim skirt. But you recommended I “dress for the occasion”, so no panties to get in the way. You walk me over to the bar, tell me to stay standing there, then you wander off to a random stranger who seems a likely candidate.
Sidling up to him, sharing a greeting and a laugh, some brief conversation before it becomes racy, at which time you toss your chin over your shoulder and casually comment,
“See that chick, standing at the bar – short skirt, green top? She’s American, and she loves Aussie cock…”
He glances up, looking for me, finding me, watching me flirt with the bartender, one foot up on the rung of the stool next to me. You see him eyeing me up.
“Loves Aussie cock, does she?” His gaze is thoughtful.
“Oh, yeah. And get this – she’s not wearing any knickers…”
His eyes widen with that knowledge. Then his gaze turns predatory, his face flushing a bit. Glancing back at you for…permission? You give him a smile and a nod, and turn to move on to the next man…
“Oh, one more thing…”
He falters, looking back at you quizzically.
“Yeah? What?”
You shrug, raising your drink at him.
“Don’t bother pulling out.” You give him a wink, his eyes lighting up with lust now.
As you begin talking to other single men, or small groups of men, the first comes up to me, placing a hand on my lower back.
“How ya going? What’s a nice little American sheila doing down undah?” He slides his hand gently down lower on my ass and starts tentatively squeezing. I giggle at his accent – oh, that positively sensuous accent! I back up into his hand, hoping to let him know his attention is very much appreciated. He’ll call the bartender back, and order a drink for us both. I glance around for you, finding you grinning at me from the other end of the bar over the top of your drink. You casually glance around, wordlessly commanding I do the same.
The drink arrives, he encourages me to imbibe. I take the opportunity to look behind me, only to find another set of hands dragging the fingertips up my hamstrings to under my skirt, feeling up my bare ass. The first man joins the second, placing his hand firmly on one cheek and squeezing. This kind of atmosphere and attention builds deep between my legs.
Another swallow of the heady liquor, and the first man pulls his hand from my ass, wraps it around the back of my neck and drags me in to a deep kiss. I can barely breathe… The second man with his hand on my ass has been joined by a third, whose body is pressing closer to me. His hand pushes deeper between my legs, and I hear a whispered “Fuck!”
A different conversation begins, as evidence of my horniness comes to light on the third man’s fingers. The first finally ends the kiss, eager to also see what the third man found. I’m feeling a little punch-drunk from the small sips and huge kiss I just had…
“Wow! Ya know, I’d always heard you Aussies were fantastic kissers…” I giggle, leaning into the kisser, which has the effect of raising my ass a little bit. A pair of hands I’m not convinced belong to the same person takes the opportunity to explore, and comes back slick with what they found. My sensitive nether region is already feeling fireworks with each stroke and rub.
“Aw, yeah? Know what else we Aussies are fantastic at?” He chuckles, pushing me upright again.
“What’s that?” I giggle, pressing my hands against his chest, grazing his nipples. He leans close to my ear…
“Fucking.” Such a matter-of-fact statement said so confidently. I nearly orgasm right there. Suddenly, you are next to me again, holding out a hand as though to guide me away. The men start to puff themselves up, acting as though they’re going to stop you from pulling me away. You simply smile at them, unexpectedly disarming them.
“Let’s, uh, let’s take this somewhere a little more private, if ya know what I mean?” Immediately, the first man falls beside me, leading the way down the dingy hall to the bathrooms. You stop me at the ladies’ door, but I flash a smile at you, take a couple of extra steps and follow the first man into the men’s room. At least three other men follow us in and the door closes. You lean against the wall for a few moments, imagining in your mind what I’m doing right now, before you remember your promise. You pull out your phone, clicked the camera on Record, and walk in.
I’m in the middle of kissing the first man again, while another runs his hands down my sides behind me. He lifts my skirt to find my pussy and ass bare and ready. Other hands suddenly begin to slap my ass or try to penetrate me with their fingers. I’m moaning that their touch – every slap, every violation causes me to moan and whine like a bitch in heat. One man steps back to you as he’s pulling his belt loose…
“Fair dinkum? This slut wants us to cum inside her?”
“Fair dinkum. Load her up with everything you got. She’s all yours tonight.” Those words seem to spur them into action. One pulls out his phone, snaps a picture of my bare ass and sends it to a friend before pulling off his cargo shorts and rubbing his quickly-hardening cock. The others have already shed their bottoms, some even pulling off their shirts.
Still their hands roam me, pinch me, slap me. And I am loving it. I want them hot and ready. That first kisser has my shirt off and another pulls down on my bra, freeing my tits. Still someone else releases the clasps on my bra and it is tossed aside, thankfully rescued by you, as well as my shirt. Now that I am left in nothing but my skirt bunched up around my waist, the first man pushes my face down to his throbbing cock. He pulls my hair back and begins to drive his dick down my throat.
While bent over like that, someone else sits below me and begins to suck on and fondle my tits. And yet someone else is behind me, with their face buried in my soaked pussy, lapping me up and making me moan even louder. More slapping my ass, and that luscious tongue leaves my clit, only to be replaced by what I came here for – a thick Aussie cock pushing its way into my fat cunt.
My entire body shudders as he enters me, my moans can be heard quite clearly. I pull off the cock in front of me to gasp
“Oh! My godz! Yes! Oh, yes…oh, yes…oh, fill me with that cock…” Someone swaps out the man in front of me, pushing my mouth down on his thin but long cock. Going down him for a few moments before the man behind me pounds into me roughly then grips my hips tightly, grunting. And I can feel it – my first load of Aussie seed. I have reached Nirvana.
For the next 3 hours, my life is a blur of man after man after man humping my holes, dumping their seed into any and all of them. I lost count of how many loads I swallowed. I have no idea how many came in my ass. My pussy was a complete mess of cum from I don’t know how many men.
And through it all, you were there watching, cheering, recording every lusty growl and horny whine I gave these men. I know, we both know I mean nothing to these men. They just want to use me, unload in me then walk away back to their mates or wives or girlfriends now that they’re done fucking me senseless.
And I am left a shaking mess of tears and cum on the floor. Surely one’s seed took. Surely I now carry a child in my well-bred body. It was worth it. This risky night out, this complete degradation – it was worth it. I loved every minute of it, and I know I will do it again…
Sometime after the baby is born…
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