Breeding: My kinky sex story

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Chelsie was the hottest neighbor Drew could have ever had. She was always in her backyard wearing that adorable polka dot bikini by the pool, and Drew couldn’t stop staring at her through his kitchen window. She was gorgeous, with a tiny, taut body and long jet-black hair.

The problem? Chelsie was married.

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It pained Drew every time he saw Jason pull into the driveway from work, knowing he was going home to someone as hot as Chelsie, while Drew was over there, single and alone.

So Drew kept his distance, even though he never missed the chance to stare at Chelsie from afar. They had exchanged pleasantries a couple of times, but nothing more than that.

Drew was surprised when one afternoon, he opened his front door to see who had been ringing his doorbell, and lo and behold, there was Chelsie. It was a hot July day, and she was wearing a long sundress over top of her bikini.

“Hi,” she said, fiddling with her long hair. “I wondered if you wanted to come swim with me.”

When Drew had pulled his body into the refreshing coolness of his neighbors’ pool, he pushed his hands through the water and asked Chelsie what he had been dying to ask since she had arrived at his door a few minutes ago.

“So. . . where is Jason?”

Chelsie rolled her eyes. “At work, like usual. Listen, between you and me, I’m not sure Jason and I are going to be together much longer. He works these long hours and it’s just. . .” she trailed off.

“What?” Drew pressed.

“He doesn’t want to knock me up.”

Drew’s jaw dropped open. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “Wait, what?”

Chelsie’s face was bright pink now as she moved through the water, closer to Drew. She placed her hands on his shoulders and slid them down his chest. 

“I’ve always had a little bit of a crush on you. Every time I see you in the yard or getting into your car, I. . . feel something. And I’d love it if you were the one who—”

“You think I’ll just knock you up?” Drew exclaimed, completely taken aback. “What is this? Is this some sort of breeding fetish?” His face felt hot.

“Yes,” said Chelsie plainly. “Breed me, Drew.”

Drew didn’t know exactly what to say next, but he could feel his cock growing hard against his swim trunks. Chelsie looked absolutely stunning, even with her body contorted under the pool water. 

“Come inside,” she continued. “Jason is out of town for a week.”

Drew followed Chelsie out of the pool, watching as she pulled her slim body out of the water and into the sunlight. Droplets hung off of her like little diamonds. 

They headed into the house, where the air conditioning made Drew’s skin break out into goosebumps.

“Come on,” said Chelsie,” nodding to the stairs. “We can go to the spare bedroom.”

Once inside, Drew stood by the door while Chelsie climbed onto the bed, sitting up on her knees. She held Drew’s gaze as she pulled her polka dot bikini top off over her head and tossed it onto the floor. Then she sat back and did the same with her bottoms, leaving her fully nude. 

Without thinking, Drew reached down and pulled off his swim trunks. He headed for the bed with a fully hard cock, and when he was close enough, Chelsie got onto her hands and knees and began to suck him. She didn’t hesitate. Instead, she lowered her eager, wide lips all the way down on his shaft and slid her mouth to the base. 

“Holy shit,” breathed Drew, unable to take his eyes off of her. She looked damn sexy like this, sliding her lips up and down his cock, coating him in drool. The little moans and gagging noises only made him harder.

“Come on,” said Chelsie breathlessly, as she slid her face off of him. Her eyes looked up at his. “Breed me, Drew. Get me good and pregnant.”

Drew knew he should have thought about this more, should have asked more questions. But his arousal had taken over, and before he knew it, he was in between Chelsie’s legs. He pushed her legs back underneath her thighs and pressed the thick head of his cock against Chelsie’s pussy.

“You’re already wet,” he said, his breath low and sharp. The strings of glistening wetness were a beautiful sight to see as he stroked his cock over her entrance.

Chelsie didn’t have time to reply because Drew was sliding inside of her in one big stroke. Immediately, she groaned, her back arching off of the bed as her whole body tensed up. Drew felt so big inside her, stretching her out. He had the perfect cock for breeding someone.

“Yes, Drew!” Chelsie cried out, her face twisted as she looked into his eyes. “Fuck me good!”

Drew was turned on by her enthusiasm and started fucking her faster. The sun was pouring through the windows on either side of the headboard, casting a summery golden glow over Chelsie’s body. Her small breasts bounced slightly with each thrust of Drew’s cock. Her nipples were light brown and seemed like they were constantly hard. 

Chelsie reached down and was touching her clit as Drew fucked her. It only made her body shakier, her sounds more primal. For the first time since Drew had been inside her pussy, she closed her eyes and sunk into the feelings of pleasure that were moving through her in dizzying waves. 

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” she panted, rubbing her fingers furiously against her clit. “FUCK! Oh my GOD!”

She twisted and writhed underneath Drew, whose cock was still pummeling into her pussy while she clenched down around him. Her orgasm made her whole body shake, and Chelsie’s fingers twisted up the blankets on the guest room bed.

“Are you ready to be bred?” Drew groaned, gritting his teeth.

“Yes, baby!” cried Chelsie, pulling her legs back even more. “Get it in there nice and deep.”

“Fuck,” muttered Drew. It was hot hearing that.

His cock slammed into her wet pussy one last time and stayed there, pulsating inside her as he pumped her full of cum. It shot out of him and deep into her fertile hole. 

“Yessss,” sighed Chelsie, looking delighted. “Give me every last drop.”

When Drew had no more cum left for her, he pulled out slowly, not wanting to bring any of his semen with him. 

“I think I heard you’re supposed to lift your hips up, right?” said Drew, awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck. “To help the sperm get where it needs to go?”

Chelsie looked surprised. “You’re right.” She smiled as Drew placed a couple of pillows under her bottom. “Thank you.”

Drew went down to the kitchen to get them two glasses of water and use the bathroom, and when he returned, Chelsie was laying on her stomach. The pillows had been removed, and her eyes were closed.

The sight of her naked body made Drew’s cock hard again. 

Chelsie’s eyes flicked open and saw his erection. She propped her head up. “You want to try for round two?”

Drew slid on top of Chelsie’s body. This new angle allowed him to squeeze her ass, and when he plunged slowly into her pussy, the position made her feel somehow even tighter. Every thrust felt like Chelsie’s pussy was gripping his cock and milking the cum from him.

“God, you’re so wet,” grunted Drew as he worked his lower body over top of Chelsie. He was bracing himself on the bed. “I love this pussy.”

“Good,” said Chelsie, humming as she closed her lips. “That means you can breed me a bunch more times if this doesn’t work.”

“Well, I hate to say it, but I hope this time doesn’t work out, then.”

Drew filled Chelsie’s pussy up with another load of cum that day, squirting his jizz deeply inside of her like the first time. He carefully pulled out and rolled Chelsie over onto her back as he placed two pillows back underneath her.

“I thought you said you didn’t want this to work,” laughed Chelsie.

Drew shrugged. “I’m not gonna lie—the idea of fucking you while you have a big, pregnant belly is just too sexy to handle.”

Chelsie bit her lip. “Don’t worry. You can breed me no matter if I’m pregnant or not. You make me feel good. It’s not like my husband at all. You actually fuck me how I like to be fucked.”

The two of them spent the rest of the week fucking like rabbits every chance they got. Chelsie took countless loads of cum, and Drew wasn’t sure how he was producing so much semen. Maybe that was just the effect Chelsie had on him and his cock.

A couple of weeks later, Drew was looking over Chelsie’s shoulder at the two pink lines on the pregnancy test that sat on the bathroom counter.

Drew ran his hands gently over the small of Chelsie’s back. “It looks like our plan worked.”

Chelsie spun around and pulled Drew in for a deep kiss. “Thank you, Drew. Let’s celebrate. . .”

And she pulled him off to bed. 

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