Rachel contacts me again [PREG] [cheating] [anal]

Hey all. I previously posted about my (mis) adventure with my friends pregnant wife, Rachel. Will link in comments.

So a couple of days had passed. My head still a little frazzled from what had happened previously. Steve called a couple of times and I told him all was good, Rachel was fine. Rachel carried on as normal. I carried on as normal with my wife, Jen. But inside I’m bursting. Bursting to tell someone what happened. The images still vivid in my head of what had happened.

Its morning this time. Jen is off at the shops and I’m at home doing nothing much. A text. Rachel’s sweet face pops up on WhatsApp.

“I’m really sorry to annoy you but could you come by this morning? Need you to get something for me.”

I’m a mix of excitement and trepidation. Am I going to relive last week’s tit fucking experience? God I hope so I think, while at the same time I get some pangs of guilt.

I tell her I’ll be right over. And yeah, I have a quick shower and make sure I’m smelling good.

My Latvian Sister-in-Law Part 2 (MF, cheating)

Hey readers! You don’t have to read part 1 if you don’t want to. This one stands on it’s own.

In part 1, I explained how my wife dared me to briefly, but passionately, kiss Anna, the drop-dead-gorgeous Latvian wife of my identical twin brother. My wife and Anna are best friends and Anna spends most days at our house while we work from home. My twin brother is a jerk and treats Anna horribly. My wife gets turned on by Anna’s attraction to me. At this point, my wife had just found out she was pregnant with our first child.

Anna was so happy for us to be pregnant. The girls went out to lunch almost every day that week, which they loved to do whenever they wanted to talk about “girl things”. One evening as we were brushing our teeth together, my wife told me thst Anna wished she could be pregnant, too. She and my brother had never used birth control during their 18 month marriage, but, still, didn’t have any luck. And, without a child, my brother could divorce with very little monetary support, which would force her to return to Latvia. Apparantly, my jerk-of-a-brother had been threatening to do it if she didn’t get pregnant because he wanted to “try with another woman”.

Empire Vader – Ch 10 (Vader, Rae Sloane, Hera Syndulla, interracial, interspecies, Twi’lek, Women in Uniform, Rewards, Domination, Sith, Creampie, Rough, Hardcore, Breeding, Impregnation, Star Wars)

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The captain of his flagship informed him that all systems were green, and they were ready to depart from the planet. He withheld the order and quickly checked in on his wife and children. They were safe, under the guard of a loyal unit that he trusted. Part of him wanted her here so that he could hold her tightly and dream of better days. Her mere presence or even her voice over a holocall was enough to calm him, even during some of the bloodiest fighting of the battle. Now, fresh from surviving two brutal attacks on him, Vader stood by his earlier decision and kept her and the children where they were.

‘Her involvement in this is not needed. This is a hunt, swift and bloody work,’ Looking out of the windows of his cabin, the ex-Jedi turned Sith Lord heard the war howls of Tusken Raiders. When he thought deeply about that night, he could remember the smell of the barbarians as his blade sliced through them as clearly as the rage that drove him. The same anger became fixated on the group trying to kill him now. They were foolish, earning the ire of a veteran of dozens of battles during the Clone Wars, and much else before that as Jedi.

Back At Home [Incest] [Breeding] [MF]

When I was 25 yeas old I left my old life behind me. I just had enough. It was bored to a point beyond anything. I was frustrated with my job. I didn’t wanted to end up as a corporate drone. I had no girlfriend. My friends did nothing but smoking weed and playing video game. I had to get out. To see the world. So I took all of my money, booked a flight to the middle of nowhere and out of my old life I was. I told my family, my parents and my sister that I would be gone for a longer time.

In the end I was out for about five years. I called mom sometimes to ask her if everything was fine at home. But I never once returned to my home town or to my home country. I was traveling the world, then I landed in some very remote region in Papua New Giunea. It is tough to get further away from everything. I stayed there for one year.

Dream Stone Driver [tg][preg][MF]

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The first instance of a dream stone meteor hitting was about five years ago in western Africa. That first incident caused a massive stir in the world as fantastical things began to occur in that area. Locals that discovered the meteor suddenly had their lives changed forever in numerous inexplicable ways.

Some people suddenly became very wealthy. Others regained their youth. It was as if all of their dreams came true, hence the name dream stone.

At the moment though, the area directly surrounding the impact site of the meteor is a ghost town. Not a single human lives close to the dream stone and more people try to move away from that area all the time.

Dream stone is an apt name as nightmares began to pour out of the stone as well. Nightmares of losing their wealth, youth or even lives began to manifest just as quickly as their initial dreams gave those things to them. Formless, nameless monsters brought from the depths of people’s dreams began to ravage the area, leaving piles of ruined dreams.

Breeding Roleplay [MF][Preg]

He ruts deep, like the beast he is. Driving far into your depths, his cock lurching with an eagerness only a virile male can display. His power, throbbing deep inside your belly like a second heartbeat, slams into you without relent. Hot and hard and smoothly stretching your tiny pussy out, his manhood claims you from your tender lips all the way to your unprotected cervix.

Unprotected. That’s right – you’re not on the pill. Nothing separates your flesh from his. Your mouth opens and closes, unable to form the words. But you don’t need to. The way your lips move, your eyes rolling and shutting as he stabs you with feral ecstasy, tells him all he needs to know. You want him. You want him to be inside you beyond just this night. Long after he pulls out, you want to feel his swimmers oozing out onto the bedsheets between your thighs. But even more than that, you want to feel his warm load sinking deep into its newest conquest. Your womb, fertile and inviting, holding the greatest prize of all.

Your egg.

Making My Mom Pregnant [Breeding] [Incest] [MF]

Mom and dad are tried to make a baby for years. They wanted another child. And I’d love to have a younger sibling. But it didn’t work out as planed. The fucked like some animals – yes I could hear them through the walls and it annoyed the shit out of me. But no pregnancy. No bun in the oven.

Age wise the should have been fine: Mom was 38 and dad was 61. But nothing. No matter how hard they tried. So they went to visit a doctor. Mom was fine. Perfectly fertile. But dad, his sperm count was next to zero. Probably a result off him working in a chemical plant for the bigger part of his life.

So my parents were checking out options: Adopting or getting a sperm donor. Artificial impregnation or doing it old school. They had many discussions. 19 year old me was present at some of them. But I kept my mouth shut. I just listened and ate my dinner. In the end, the came to the conclusion that they wanted it to be done in the natural way. Without any doctors involved. But who should donate?

La Petite Mort [MF][D/s][Primal][1st Person]

Source: [Impregnation Erotica](https://impregnationerotica.blogspot.com/2017/05/story-roleplay-la-petite-mort.html)

I want to make them cum. My women, my girls, my fucktoys. The French call it ‘la petite mort’ – The Little Death. That is their term for climax, for hitting the peak of pleasure that lights the human brain
aflame in ecstasy and shocks the body into ecstatic convulsion. Yes, for as long as I have been interested in sex, I have wanted to subject women to that alluring torment. I am a sadist for pleasure.

Nothing in my carnal lusts drives me more than wanting to subject my mate to that little death, to pound it stroke by stroke into her writhing body, to listen to those desperate gasps from her lips, and
to silence them all just the same with my kiss.

Can I not yet feel the slick sweat glistening on her flanks? Can I not see the blush of her cheeks extending all the way down to her shivering tits? Can I not yet feel the vice grip of her spasming sex around my shaft? Can she not still hold herself up on shaking arms and still breathe enough to say my name? Then I am not done fucking her into abject submission.