Chapter 504

“I’m gonna fill your womb with this huge fucking load,” you grunted.

Things had been going well. Not exactly how you’d pictured it, before the event or during, but good nonetheless.

The physical act of fucking Amanda was everything you could have hoped for. She wasn’t a pillow princess and put in effort to fuck back at you, which meant that her tits became a mesmerizing display of wobbling, jiggling sexiness. Lifting up her ass to get a good angle to fuck her with fast, hard thrusts was particularly fun because as humped her hips at you it made her breasts actually clap together.

You were both covered in sweat after ten hard minutes of fucking. There had been very little let-up other than the occasional shifting of position. She’d laughed as you lifted one of her legs up to press her knee to her big tit, telling you she couldn’t put her legs behind her head, but that hadn’t been your goal. You just wanted an angle to get even deeper into her, and it had worked.

Her first two orgasms had been small things, like when she’d been riding you and what the girls had milked out of her. The next one, as you fucked her with one hand on her throat and the other spreading her leg high and wide, wasn’t. She groaned, clenched her pretty eyes shut, and then started shaking as she mumbled about how good she felt.

Then the dirty talking started.

Somewhere behind you, Gemma and Maeve were fucking Sabrina. You could hear your girlfriend’s familiar sex noises in the back of your mind as Gemma showed off what a kinky little woman she was. But all your attention was on Amanda because she loved it.

“Do it, John,” Amanda gasped. “Fill my fucking belly. Make it ooze out of me. Fuck, my pussy is all fuckin’ yours, Daddy. All fucking yours. Feels so good, stretches me so nice. Oh my-” she paused, squeezing her eyes shut again as another of those little shockwaves of orgasm washed over her. You barely even considered them ‘orgasms’ because they came and went so quickly. “Breed me like a fucking whore,” Amanda grunted. “Turn me into a fucking pregnant slut.”

The ‘breeding’ kink was hot, and completely new and unexplored territory for you. Sabrina wasn’t into it, and Gemma had her mild fear of getting pregnant so it was really off the table with her - you were still kind of in awe that she trusted and loved you enough to keep getting creampied by you on a very regular basis even with the assurance of her IUD. Amanda, on the other hand, and now that you knew that it was more of a verbal dirty kink than an actual desire for pregnancy, seemed to be finding out in real-time how hot she found it.

“Yeah?” you grunted. “You want me to breed you, huh, Amanda? Fill up your cunt and let Sabrina lick it out of you even though she’ll never get all of it? You’d be carrying around my baby all through senior year, your tits getting even bigger as your belly started to grow.”

“Oh my fuck,” Amanda moaned. “Oh, my fuck.”

“Everyone wondering who the lucky father was,” you continued. “Who got to turn you into their cute little breeder slut. And I’d come to visit every couple of weeks to check in and make sure my horny little breeding whore had all her needs fulfilled. I hear pregnant women can get extra horny - I’m sure you’d be one of them.”