Impregnation Fantasy Stories Novels & Stories

Intriguing and suspense-filled. For more tales of dark romance fantasy, don't miss out on my other works: THE ALPHA'S THIRD MISTRESS under the author name BEST WRITES. MATED TO MY OBSESSIVE STEPBROTHER - A forbidden romance book. Follow Best Writes and Velvet Desires for more journies into the darker side of desire and dominance. Thank you for joining me on this adventure. Your next escape into fantasy awaits! Hoping to see you as we embark on another beautiful journey together.

I did not want to indulge in all of this, but I could not help it. Her moans and the slick sounds of their intercourse swirled into my mind like a forbidden melody. I closed my eyes, and before I knew it, I touched myself. My finger trailed to my skirt. I pulled it up slowly as my finger brushed against my panties. I pictured I was the one getting pounded like that. I wished it was my pussy throbbing and exploding around a cock. A sensation I yearned to experience. My finger moved faster as I rode the fantasy. “Ouu fuckk!” I gasped. I added another finger as I grew wetter.

My eyes rolled back, my thighs trembled, and I instinctively reached up, squeezing my nipples while struggling to steady my breathing. “You see? I can fulfill every one of your fantasies, Helen. You just have to tell me, and I’ll fuck them right into you.” Tom’s words came out in a low, husky murmur as he continued driving into me. The relentless rhythm echoed through the air, every thrust making the chair creak beneath us. “Yes… I’m almost there… Please… make me cum.” I pleaded, my voice breaking as another shiver raced down my spine. My pussy quivered around him with every powerful thrust, and my grip tightened until my knuckles turned white.

Immortal Desire - vampire, werewolf, witch - a fantasy-based story with dark romance and erotica (you can take a peek at this if it suits your genre taste) - completed 2. Midnight Feast -werewolf - this is a little dark. I don't know how to say it. See for yourself (I like this so much) -new book/on-going 3. The Deserted Wife -TDB book 2 -Romance/drama -new book/on-going

Nor had she ever seen such an eclectic collection of oddities. She picked up a pair of boots, vinyl, with a huge, plastic zipper. A vague memory of a porn film she had accidentally flipped on one late night flashed through her mind. Dominatrix, she believed it was called. She dropped the boots and sank onto a little bench sitting against the wall across from the racks of costumes. Fantasies. She had never had a sexual fantasy. All her sexual thoughts had always centered on Steve and their quiet sex life. All she had ever wanted was his hands on her, his lips telling her the things she wanted to hear.

I signed for the plain brown box quickly, trying not to look too eager and carried it straight up to my room, locking the door behind me. I sat on the bed and tore the package open. My new thick veiny dildo, it was even bigger and more realistic than I expected, two slutty lingerie sets…one black sheer babydoll and one tiny red crotchless teddy, the upgraded ring light and the sturdy tripod. My pussy clenched just looking at it all. I was soaked again. I snapped a quick photo of the opened box and sent it to HotFantasy88. **Me:** It came. Look what I got 😳 The big one is huge. I’m so horny right now after all that stress.

The message read: "Hey J, it's Kayla. I miss you, but I need more. I've found something that really turns me on. I want you to be a part of it." Curious and concerned, I called her immediately. She answered, her voice breathy and excited. "J, I'm so glad you called. I've been exploring my sexuality, and I've discovered this amazing fetish. It's called impregnation, and it's everything I've ever wanted." I was shocked. "What do you mean? You want to get pregnant?" "Oh, J, you have no idea. I want to be filled with cum, over and over again. I want to be used and dominated by big, strong men. And I want you to watch it all happen."

Fancy handwriting on expensive paper. "To educate you on your new archetype." What the hell? I looked at all the books again. And it hit me. These were all stories about girls who got taken. Girls who fell for their captors. Beauty trapped in the Beast's castle. Jane Eyre with creepy Rochester. Christine with the Phantom. He thinks I'm going to fall in love with him. He actually thinks this is some kind of love story. "You're insane!" I yelled throwing the book across the floor. "I'm not a character in your sick fantasy!"

“Do you wanna hear more fucked up ones where you—you both tease me? Where I bend you over my bike and breed you? Or the one where I find you in the woods and take you?” His voice had a dark edge to it when he whispered the last fantasy, making my dick press against the zipper. I looked at Anna, her pupils dilated as I leaned closer and added to Caleb’s fantasy, “Imagine being scared and alone at night in the woods. No one but us running after you with the promise to fuck you and breed you if you’re caught, and you can do nothing but take it like a good girl. You’d like that, wouldn’t you, angel?” Anna peered at me through her lashes, her neck bobbing as she swallowed. “I…”

I just couldn't. I imagined myself taking that cock inside of me and sliding in faster and lasting for hours that Damien can't. I imagined him grabbing my freaking ass and spanking my butts and he thrust behind me. I imagined him sucking my tits while fingered myself from pleasure. I imagined reaching orgasm for the first time. My mind was filled with lustful desires as I stared at his cock. He was about to turn and walk away when I stopped him. “Wait,” I said then he stopped and turned.