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"One year is not going to be enough. I am going to keep you full of my cum even after you are pregnant." I came again with his cock deep inside. He followed right after filling me with even more cum. Later that evening we lay in bed again. My head rested on his chest. His hand gently rubbed my belly. "I cannot wait to see your stomach grow," he whispered. "Your breasts getting bigger and full of milk. Everyone will know I bred my little stepsister." His words scared me a little but they also turned me on so much. I was falling deeper into this forbidden thing. My body craved him already even though we had sex so many times.

“And we can strap a ten- pound bag of potatoes to your stomach and see how sexy you feel.” He pushes me backward until I am up against the wall. His arms surround me, effectively trapping me in, and his erection digs into my hip. “You’ve never been sexier,” he whispers onto my lips as his tongue slowly ploughs though my mouth. “I’ve never wanted you more than I do now.” My breath catches. “You have a pregnant woman fetish?” He smiles darkly as he pumps me with his hips. “Maybe I do.” “Sick,” I mouth. “You better get your kids to bed early then.” I smirk.

Then he suddenly pulled out, flipped me onto my back, and threw my legs over his shoulders, folding me in half completely — breeding press position. He slammed back inside me, going so deep I could legit feel him in my stomach. “Fuck— Alessandro!” I cried out, my eyes rolling back. He fucked me like he wanted to breed me, deep, powerful strokes that made the bed slam against the wall. His heavy balls slapped against my ass as he stared straight into my eyes. “I’m going to keep this pussy filled with my cum every single night,” he growled, pounding me mercilessly. “You’re going to be addicted to my cock. Addicted to being bred like a good little wife. You want that?”

"Anyway, I smell like stress and cheap coffee. I am going to take a shower and wash the statistics out of my brain." She entered into the bathroom and soon enough, I could hear the shower started running. It felt like I could finally breathe when she was out of the room. I opened my laptop again and stared at the the username “Architect_D” ‘I am a strict, experienced dominant.’ his profile stated. ‘I value structure, clear boundaries, and absolute obedience. If you are looking for games, look elsewhere. If you are looking to surrender control to someone who will take care of your body and mind, message me.’

‎Anny's POV ‎I have been married to my husband Greg, for ten years now. With no kids. Greg and I have been trying to make babies for the past ten years but haven't been successful. ‎I love my dearest husband so much, but over the past few years, Greg has become almost inactive in bed. ‎I have relentless sexual hunger. I love having sex a lot. Since Greg has been unable to satisfy my sexual urge and fantasies, I've been forced to look for other alternatives, such as vibrators and masturbation.

*********** Story Titles 365 Nights of Sin Professor beg for cock Double Life, Double Penetration Used by the Boss Stuffed & Stretched: An Asshole Made for His Pleasure Drowning in Raw Desire: A Gangbang at the Penthouse The Gauntlet: One Woman, Five Cocks, No Mercy Total Objectification: The Pussy That Never Says No Gagged & Taken: The Reality of Her Dirty Fantasies Deep Throat Devotion Stretching Her Limits: A Threesome for the Boss’s Wife Used and Abused: My Best Friend’s Massive Cock The Office Gangbang: Four Cocks, One Pussy, No Regrets The Double-Team: Getting Stuffed From Both Ends Her Father’s Enemy: An Affair Paid for in Orgasm Drenched in Semen: The Aftermath of the Gangbang Total

[As if! The bad lady is lying!] My son's voice fired off in my head. [Mommy, take her down! The blue folder on the desk behind her big butt says she's Daddy's fiancee. She's totally shameless! [She used the fact that her uncle is the care center's deputy director to bribe the admin and secretly changed Daddy's marital status in the system!] Armed with that very specific intel, I sidestepped Jessica without hesitation, went straight to the desk, and yanked out the dark blue file.

The wet sounds were faint, but I was terrified Mum would hear. My thighs trembled, the pleasure built fast and dangerous. Mark’s voice was perfectly normal when he spoke. “She’s probably just stressed about exams. Right, Sarah?” I nodded quickly. “Y-yes exams.” He curled his fingers inside me, hitting that spot that made my toes curl. I was so close already. My pussy was dripping onto his hand and the chair. Mum kept talking about her book club. I barely heard a word. All I could focus on was Mark’s fingers fucking me under the table while my mother sat less than three feet away.

She looked comfortable, like she owned the place. “Getting late, Matt,” she said softly. “You look tense. Why don’t you tell me a story? Or better yet, let me tell you one.” She started talking in that low, husky voice. Stories about late-night deals, fast cars, and men who thought they could control her. Every one had a dirty edge. How she once made a rival boss beg on his knees. How power felt better when it came with pleasure. Matt listened, pretending it was just work, but his dick stayed rock hard the whole time.

For the past Five years, i had only slept with one man. The idea of stripping down for another terrified me. I was far from a virgin when I met Nathan, but I had never thought about anyone else since then. Who would want me, anyway? I wasn’t the Greek goddess that Nathan fell in love with…young, fine, and tight. I was having gray hairs now, my tits were a little saggy and well my stomach that needed shapewear to look decent in anything. Not to mention, my pussy didn’t get wet without the help of lube most of the time. I’d be a hassle to anyone looking to be pleased sexually.