iheartballs: swedishcervixpoker: When you told me you and your husband were adopting, I was shocked
iheartballs: swedishcervixpoker: When you told me you and your husband were adopting, I was shocked and dismayed. After all, you were the very model of a fertility goddess: wide hips, round ass, full tits that you weren’t afraid to show off around the office. It would be a disservice to the gene pool for you not to reproduce! As I plied you with drinks after a long day on our business trip, I got the rest of the story. In the quiet bar of our hotel, you told me you’d been trying for a while to get pregnant. Finally you got tested and found that your husband had a very low sperm count. This was exacerbated by his lackluster performance in bed and his small dick. You’d thought about donor insemination and various other options and finally decided to adopt. “But you’d really rather be well-fucked by a virile man with a big cock and potent cum, right?” You sighed. “Yes, of course.” I put my hand on your bare thigh, and you felt like a jolt of electricity had run between it and your clit. I moved it up under your short sundress and suggested we retire to my room for a nightcap. You hesitated. You picked up what I was putting down, and the drinks and your pussy were telling you one thing. Your conscience was telling you another. In the end, though, nature dictated your actions. “Okay,” you said after a pause, “but just one drink, then we need to get some rest before the busy day tomorrow.” You actually believed what you were saying and had no intention of sleeping with me, even as your hips swayed invitingly in front of me on the way to the elevator. The mating ritual played out as we enjoyed our drink. The flirting, the looks, the touches. But you kept saying no, despite your body screaming yes. Finally I spelled it out for you, “I am going to fuck you, impregnate you, and you’re going to have the beautiful, strong, smart child you deserve.” With that I yanked your dress down. Deftly I unsnapped your bra and your full tits sprang free. I pushed you forward onto the bed and pulled your wet thong down your pale, thick thighs. I tossed it next to your face, pointing out how wet it was. “Don’t deny you don’t want this,” I said. I slapped your full, round ass, leaving a handprint as I watched it jiggle. Quickly, I pulled off my remaining clothes and straddled you. You pushed back at me, protesting weakly, “No, I’m married, you can’t…” I slapped my big, heavy, warm cock against your thick ass, my fertile balls resting against your wet pussy as I forced your legs apart. Your pussy gushed more, glistening in the soft light of the hotel suite. “Your words say no, but your pussy says yes,” I challenged. I ran my cock up and down your slick hole, teasing you. “No,” you said again, pushing me back. But I shoved my cock in anyway, seemingly splitting you in two. “My god, you’re huge, it hurts,” you said, unused to a real man’s cock inside you. I ignored your pleas, pulled out, and shoved in again, your clit throbbing with pleasure as I caved your pussy in. “No, please don’t do this,” you said as you tried to wriggle away. But I held you tightly around the neck, your face turning pinker the more you struggled against my arm. With the other arm I reached underneath you, rubbing your swollen, throbbing clit as I fucked you. You tried to fight it, but between your hormones, my big cock, my fingers teasing your clit and my arm around your throat, you couldn’t hold back. Your first orgasm washed over you, your pussy hugging my cock, your entire body flushing and shivering. I held my cock pressed against your cervix as you came, then slowly started pumping into you again. This time you pushed back into me, your hips meeting mine with each thrust, your need to be bred overriding any guilt you once had. My arm still firmly locked around your neck, I whispered in your ear, “Do you want me to stop?” You said nothing, so I stopped. Ashamed, you begged me, “Don’t stop, please, pump me full of your cum, impregnate me with your big cock!” I pushed back into you, pounding you hard, holding nothing back. As I slammed into you, your ass jiggling and your tits swaying, my heavy balls slapped your clit with each thrust. Soon my orgasm welled up from deep inside, my cock swelling even more, your pussy gushing to welcome my cum. We came together, intensely, the rest of the world disappearing. It seemed to last forever as I blasted hot, fertile cum against your dilated cervix. More and more I pumped into you, involuntarily gripping you tightly beneath me. Finally I collapsed on top of you, and you took the first breath for what seemed like a long time as I released my hold. Your face was purple, your body flushed from your orgasm, your makeup smeared. As I pulled out, I slapped your thick round ass, cum gushing down your thighs and puddling on the bed. “So much cum!” you said, reaching back to feel your sloppy wet pussy. Licking your fingers, you said, “I’m going to be pregnant for sure!” Just to be sure, though, we fucked again that night and again in the morning, my cum dripping down your pale thick thighs as we met with our client. @bbcsagittarius daddy please omg!!! -- source link