Every time my husband is successful in impregnating me, I always find myself reminiscing about the first time he bred me. We just found out last week that I was pregnant again and I can share that experience on here as well if anyone is interested.
When I met him I was 19, a virgin, and new to the area and thought it would be a long time before I even considered having kids. He was 40, just about twice my height, 300+ pounds, and the most charming man I’d ever met.
We met in an office setting and it was impossible to keep from teasing him, hoping he would take it further. I found myself fantasizing about him every night, playing with my very tight pussy while imagining he was on top of me fucking me raw and filling me with his cum. I was so tight then I couldn’t even fit a pinky inside, but I became obsessed with the thought of this big, older man being the one to stretch my pussy out and keep me full of his seed so that I could spend the rest of my life giving him children. He just woke up something so primal and so deep inside me that I had never even known existed.