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Tag: Impregnation
[MF] [nc, cuck, preg] Mind Fuck 2
It had been several days since Kent had first hypnotized Rose, and began her mental conditioning. She had not yet contacted him since that day in the coffee shop, but Kent was confident that he would see her soon. She had been programed to find his cum was addictive after pumped her full last time. Now that she had her first hit she whould be jonesing for more any day now. Still Kent was pleasantly surprised when he saw her text message pop up on his phone. “We need to talk,” It read. “Can I come over?”
“Sure,” Kent replied as a lustful grin spread across his face.
Not long after there was a knock on Kent’s door. He opened it to find Rose standing there clutching the side of her head. “I, ” She stammered, “I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but I haven’t felt right since that day.”
“You mean at the coffee shop?” There was a sharp inhalation from Rose afer hearing her trigger word. During their previous encounter Kent implanted the command that the word coffee would make her greatly aroused. Kent took note of Rose squirming in the hallway, attempting to refocus her thoughts. He was happy that his programming was still in effect. Kent suppressed his smile and adopted a look of concern.
The Plan – Part 1 [breeding/impregnation] [edging]
**Heya! Thanks for checking out my story. It’s a work in progress. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I am enjoying writing it.** 😊
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“Knock, knock.”
I’m leaning against the doorframe of your home office. It’s 9am and you’ve been working since 6am on the final touches of a presentation. You’re under a lot of stress, you have been for the past month. So it’s with some sheepishness that I repeat myself, louder this time “Knock, knock. Do you know what today is?”
You swivel in your seat with a sigh, tearing your eyes from the spreadsheet before you. “What day is it?” You ask with genuine interest.
“It’s almost ovulation day!” I raise a tiny white strip of test paper in front of me, the chemical reaction having made the test area deep red. Sometime within the next 48 hours, I was going to ovulate and that meant now was the time to start taking advantage of that.
“Oh, is it?” You feign indifference to my excitement but moments later are cracking a knowing smile above your coffee mug before you sip.
Almost ready (loving impregnation)
I knew the first time I saw you that you would make an incredible mother. And I knew that I wanted to be the man who made you one.
So I asked you out, and we dated, and we did all of the things that bring a man and woman closer and closer until they become one – husband and wife.
How patient I’d been. Your obsession with birth control, being safe, protected. I wanted you bare and open to me on our wedding night, to let fate decide this one time. To lose ourselves in our new bond. But you weren’t ready.
We worked and played together, time slipping by. I could see the light in your eyes each time you held a baby. And I could see the doubt each time we’d talk of children. But I knew you. And as your husband I knew what was best for you, even when you yourself were unsure.
We talked. You cried. I held you. You saw past your fears into the beauty that could be. You saw what I had always seen.
My hot coworker [F36] wants me [M24] to fuck her doggystyle and not pull out [MF][Impregnation]
I work with this woman who I’ve wanted to bang since I first laid eyes on her. Her face is pretty average; she’s not particularly pretty but definitely not ugly. Her tits are nothing special; they’re not too big but not too small. From the waist down, however, she’s perfect. Her ass is big and thick, so thick that I can’t keep my eyes off it when she wears those shape-fitting jeans she always does. Her hips are wide and shapely, the type that are so nice they make you wanna disregard all caution and just fill her pussy with your seed.
Her and I had secretly hooked up one time during a work outing, but we didn’t fuck. We had gone back to someone’s place after the bar and we found ourselves alone in a room together by accident. She put her hands on my chest and we just started making out. She rubbed my dick through my pants while I managed to pull her pants and panties down below her ass, grabbing it as we tongued each other’s mouths. I probably could’ve bent her over right there but people were coming downstairs so we stopped. We agreed afterwards that we were in different stages of life and that it didn’t make sense to get into any sort of relationship.
My Friend Lilu (female pov, fantasy, nc, creampie, impregnation)
The warm water felt amazing as it ran down my tired aching body. 10 hours on my feet today and nearly 50 this week. The low pay and stingy tips were never worth the torment, but at least I had a roof over my head. Things were better here in the shower where the soothing streams of water could whisk away all the sweat and grime. I stood there a while, the shampoo was long gone from my hair but I was still unwilling to move.
I just hung my head down and watched the flow of water flow over me. It dripped in streamers from my long black hair, trickled down my legs, meandering back and forth like a small brook until it reached the shower floor and pooled around my aching and blistered feet. I could have stayed there another hour, but the water was slowly starting to turn cold. My old cheap water heater had exhausted its supply of happiness it seems, so I figured it was time to leave while some of the warmth still lingered on me.
[M/F] [Domme] [Milking] [Abduction] [Impregnation]
Here is the first request resulting from [this](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/oo7i1f/requests_open/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3) post. I am currently working on the second project in queue.
I gave a slight nod to the bartender as he exchanged my empty glass for a full one, and slid my barstool back a few inches so I could scan the room as I sipped. I hadn’t been in here before, but then I wasn’t often on this side of town. I’d heard the name mentioned at work a few times and I’d just wrapped up a great deal with a client out this way, so when I saw the blinking sign and the full parking lot on my drive back, I decided to stop in for a celebratory round or two.
It was clean with some kitschy vintage decor, and the music was decent and not too loud. Just a quality local watering hole. Overall I was pretty pleased with the place, and I sure couldn’t complain about the pours. I took another careful sip from the brimming glass and surveyed the room. Most of the tables were full and I was elbow to elbow with other folks sitting at the bar. There were several attractive ladies milling around and I considered striking up a conversation or two. It had been a long day though so I decided to have a bite to eat first, probably finish my drink as well. I pulled out my phone and started thumbing through my emails and some porn ads as I sat savoring the liquor. When I’d finished about half my glass, I flagged down the bartender for some food.
The Sinner [raceplay, Milf, coercion, impregnation]
*[Warning: this is a work of fiction. Please do not take everything you read in these writings seriously. Thank you.]*
[Saturday @ 10:20 am]
I decided to go to my local church to pray at the mini chapel. I entered the building and took a seat and began to pray. Two months ago I moved to the south to find a better teaching job that had a great living wage since the pay wasn’t great for a majority of schools anywhere else. Living in the south has been a love and hate relationship. I love the cleanliness, the weather, and the cost, but I feel that I stick out like a sore thumb. I’ve been told this many times after moving here and I don’t know if it’s a compliment or insult. I’m scrawny, have light brown skin, dark hair, and I’m 20 years old. The guys around me most of the time are muscular, light skinned, blonde, and seem to be way more older.
The mini chapel was empty and I was the only one there. I put my knees down on the kneeler and began to recite my favorite bible verses. Suddenly out of nowhere I heard someone speak.
My Second Impregnation [MF]
So this is based on my memories of how our second child was conceived. I was bred. My eldest, only 8 months old, was supposed to be an only child for a long while – a mutual decision. One night, a couple of months after my menstrual cycle returned, we were intimate. I was ovulating, and he always picked up on my biological cues at this time, and was extra into me. I’d had a delicious orgasm and we were cuddling, talking. He hadn’t cum yet, I could feel his cock stiff against my thigh and leaking precum. We stared a long while into each other’s’ eyes, my chest rising and falling with my shallow breaths, my cheeks still flushed pink and sweaty. I could see his eyes slowly make their way down the side of my face, reaching my lips and resting there for a long moment before glancing straight up at me – something changed, I could see the hunger there. His breaths, too, deepening, he did not say word but climbed on top of me, staring down into my eyes again. I felt small beneath my husband, vulnerable, his eyes insatiable.
Marking my territory (MF, Breeding, Impregnation, ovulating, creampie)
“Daddy?” She looks up at my with her sparkling blue eyes.
“What is it baby girl?” I respond with a grin, knowing she must want something.
As she shifts up to bring her face closer to mine I can feel the heat of her body and see a visible flush of her skin as she does her best not to be shy.
“Well.. it’s just.. I’m feeling a little.. ya know, empty.”
Though I know exactly what she means I play dumb. I want her to tell me exactly what she wants. With a kiss on her forehead I ask, “what do you mean empty? We just ate a little while ago haha”
“No daddyyy” she whimpers “empty, inside..”
“Are you trying to say you’re not fulfilled in your life?” I say with a wink
“Hehe, well maybe in a way. I think you know what I mean though don’t you daddy?”
I’ve got her right where I want her.
“I think I want you to tell me exactly what you’re trying to ask for darling. Then daddy can tell you if he can help you or not.”