Breeding Kink

[anniebaby10]

I loved having sex when trying to get pregnant. Being filled with cum in order to have a child is very emotional moment and my orgasms were so hard I would cry. Which drove my husband crazy...... I just sometimes cry when I have a powerful orgasm and during that time, they were really hard and I loved it.

 

[Mystories189]

There was one of my husband's friends who he used to share me with (I used to also sleep with him when my husband wasn't there.) Then my husband and I decided to have another baby so I went off birth control. One night, I started fooling around with him while the three of us were drinking. My husband saw him about to fuck me, and he reminded me that I was off birth control. His fruend shrugged and I smiled at him, "I guess someone will get me pregnant. It was a complete turn on. He fucked me with my husband's jaw wide open.
He yelled, "I'm going to cum, are you sure you want this?"
I kept saying yeah. It failed but such an exciting experience.

 

[givememoresir]

There was one of my husband's friends who he used to share me with (I used to also sleep with him when my husband wasn't there.) Then my husband and I decided to have another baby so I went off birth control. One night, I started fooling around with him while the three of us were drinking. My husband saw him about to fuck me, and he reminded me that I was off birth control. His fruend shrugged and I smiled at him, "I guess someone will get me pregnant. It was a complete turn on. He fucked me with my husband's jaw wide open.
He yelled, "I'm going to cum, are you sure you want this?"
I kept saying yeah. It failed but such an exciting experience.

What a dream!

 

[Mystories189]

What a dream!

Oh it was obsessed with that guy for months afterwards

 

[givememoresir]

Oh it was obsessed with that guy for months afterwards

I would have been too! Lucky lady!

 

[MetalRabbit51]

Like many if not most men, I have always found the thought I could make my partner pregnant with my sperm to be a powerful aphrodisiac. When making love, just saying "I'm going to put a baby in your pussy" set me and my partner on fire. I had a lot more fun with this after I had the snip, and I could fantasize freely without worry. Even when my lover knew I couldn't make her pregnant, me saying I was going to impregnate her lit the fuse.

 

[BrightShinyGirl]

Seduction by a stranger just getting you so hot you eventually take him inside you feel him moving against your wet pussy walls exiting you, going harder and faster until you feel that last pulse, hear that unmistakable groan and know he is flooding you deeply, his seed pulled into your fertile womb. You don’t even know if the name or story about him you heard that night was even real but your body took his seed the same as if it were a man you’ve known for years.

Exactly. I want him so bad I can’t help myself. Even though I know I shouldn’t, even though I barely know him and it’s my fertile time, I still spread my legs for him and let him stick his big hard cock in my tight, wet little cunt. It feels so good being filled up. He’s so much stronger than me, he can do whatever he wants. He pins me to the bed and tells me how he’s going to pump me full of his seed. And I lie there with my feet in the air and take it. He plows me like a fertile field, thrusting hard and deep.

I can actually feel it when he shoots inside me. I feel the throb of his cock and the sudden warm wet gush. My pussy is full of his cum, his little swimmers seeking out my ripe little egg.

 

[Jcam1980s]

I fantasise about watching my wife get knocked up all the time

 

[WanderingSarah]

I tied my tubes because I don't want kids.

I sure as hell have a breeding kink though. It's a small obsession.

 

[UtilityCurve]

The one time my wife wanted to be fucked while I watched (and this was  very important to her: jerked off as I did), we discussed everything down to the last detail.

That last detail was, of course, whether he would come in her. One of those things: You want it (love creampie porn!)--and you don't (for obvious reasons). She laid it out (no pun intended) for me: "It's not really sex if the boy [her word] doesn't come inside the girl."

So I watched.

It was incredibly hot. He looked like dying and going to heaven would be a letdown after that.

I owe an enormous debt to @SSBBW1974 because she, years after the fact, smacked me upside the head and suggested that maybe my wife picked her timing  really carefully. Duh! Talk about being made stupid with lust.

 

[Cassy0110]

I think you feel that because of the feeling of complete closeness

 

[oneblueye]

This. Even my totally unrelated fantasies often eventually work their way around in my head to me being bred.

For me, it's not tied to lack of consent though. (Although I do fantasize about that too.) The trigger for me seems to be being bred by a stranger, someone who's not my husband or even a boyfriend. Just an insatiable male animal who desperately needs to satisfy his instincts. He doesn't force me, but he does overpower me.

desperate--?
A man can't get much more desperate than myself well --- maybe Hulmule and Mt Mike but I'm sure there ain't many here that are more desperate.

 

[PMarky]

desperate--?
A man can't get much more desperate than myself well --- maybe Hulmule and Mt Mike but I'm sure there ain't many here that are more desperate.

Oh, there are quite a few off us crawling on the ceiling in desperation. Between keeping an eye on a sick wife - who to some degree is a stranger inhabiting the wife's body - but I really don't have the cruel streak to leave; the woman I am crazy about and want to be with - but nothing overt can be said or done in spite of the looks that pass between us; and the whole desire to breed the latter and make a 'new world' my mind can end up in some pretty desperate places.

 

[oneblueye]

Oh, there are quite a few off us crawling on the ceiling in desperation. Between keeping an eye on a sick wife who I really having the cruelty to leave, a woman I am crazy about and want to be with, and the whole desire to breed the latter and make a 'new world' my mind ends up in some pretty desperate places.

shiiit bruah, sounds like a 1930's noir...

but I feel what ya sayin

 

[PMarky]

shiiit bruah, sounds like a 1930's noir...

but I feel what ya sayin

More like '19th-century-doing-the-right-thing-craziness.' Something I can understand because I come across it in my historical research quite often. We often live in ambiguous and uncomfortable places and doing 'what feels good' is not always the right solution because at the end of the day we have to live with ourselves afterwards.

 

[oneblueye]

I find I can live with myself much mo betta with a smile on my face as not.

So I keep doin the needful things, make her as happy as I can, in spite of myself;
and encourage her to reach for the rest.

 

[PMarky]

I find I can live with myself much mo betta with a smile on my face as not.

So I keep doin the needful things, make me her as happy as I can, in spite of myself;
and encourage her to reach for the rest.

The Missus and I were close friends who became lovers and got married. The friendship remains and on much the same terms as ever - we drive one another crazy periodically, but most of the time we are very comfortable together. I always knew she was not 'the one I wanted to have kids with' but by the time we met I was 30 and had decided that that was not going to happen. Ha-bleeding-ha! I met 'the (probable) one' when I was 50, and up to my eyeballs in other commitments. If my wife were not ill, I probably would leave and start over, but you know how it is. However, that does not stop me wanting to tie the other woman to the bed and breed her! It is a desire that makes me really, really horny.

 

[fnchristie81]

I tied my tubes because I don't want kids.

I sure as hell have a breeding kink though. It's a small obsession.

I got an IUD for that reason. But for sure about the obsession part!

 

[Katamari Roller]

This. Even my totally unrelated fantasies often eventually work their way around in my head to me being bred.

For me, it's not tied to lack of consent though. (Although I do fantasize about that too.) The trigger for me seems to be being bred by a stranger, someone who's not my husband or even a boyfriend. Just an insatiable male animal who desperately needs to satisfy his instincts. He doesn't force me, but he does overpower me.

At the risk of sounding like I´m trying to one-up anyone here, this. This, and more.

I fantasize with all sorts of situations: big black cock; with sex on the beach, in the park or in alleyways; with men much older than me, married and obese; with foreigners on a leisure trip, even with illegal immigrants or homeless men; one man, two men or a gangbang, be it one man after another or two or three at the same time; with being filmed or having photos taken and having those uploaded on the Internet; even with the government instating a law that says I have to let any man do anything to me for one day, or else I go to prison... a male prison, which yeah, I also fantasize with. But whatever it is, whatever I´m fantasizing with... in the end, every single time, getting knocked up ends up being the icing on the cake. I have not come across a fantasy that wasn´t improved by strange men recklessly cumming into me, impregnating me, and walking away. Be it willingly or unwillingly, or even with the "peel the condom off at the last minute" technique. Every single time, imagining I just got impregnated leads me to orgasm.

I hardly ever stop to think about why I don´t just love this, but need it. Why I need to know that after one of these events, I´ll be walking around with someone´s baby (or babies) growing in me, and eventually give birth to them.

I am honestly not sure why it´s become so central to my fantasies. It could be the sheer fun of being a slut to such an extreme. Or the humiliation of knowing that as my belly grows, everyone around me will know. There may be an element of masochistic punishment there. And lately, I have a feeling that... it kinda, somehow, makes me feel useful. Like just letting men relieve their sexual frustrations by breeding me, letting them know they´ve put a baby in me, would make them happy and be a little contribution to making the world a better place. Which of course opens the door to imagining just so many different men, with so many different motivations to breed a woman without any regard for her future.

But the point is that in the end, it always leads to the same result: I´m going to give birth to a baby from a man I don´t even know, and that just... finishes me off every time.

 

[BrightShinyGirl]

At the risk of sounding like I´m trying to one-up anyone here, this. This, and more.

I fantasize with all sorts of situations: big black cock; with sex on the beach, in the park or in alleyways; with men much older than me, married and obese; with foreigners on a leisure trip, even with illegal immigrants or homeless men; one man, two men or a gangbang, be it one man after another or two or three at the same time; with being filmed or having photos taken and having those uploaded on the Internet; even with the government instating a law that says I have to let any man do anything to me for one day, or else I go to prison... a male prison, which yeah, I also fantasize with. But whatever it is, whatever I´m fantasizing with... in the end, every single time, getting knocked up ends up being the icing on the cake. I have not come across a fantasy that wasn´t improved by strange men recklessly cumming into me, impregnating me, and walking away. Be it willingly or unwillingly, or even with the "peel the condom off at the last minute" technique. Every single time, imagining I just got impregnated leads me to orgasm.

I hardly ever stop to think about why I don´t just love this, but need it. Why I need to know that after one of these events, I´ll be walking around with someone´s baby (or babies) growing in me, and eventually give birth to them.

I am honestly not sure why it´s become so central to my fantasies. It could be the sheer fun of being a slut to such an extreme. Or the humiliation of knowing that as my belly grows, everyone around me will know. There may be an element of masochistic punishment there. And lately, I have a feeling that... it kinda, somehow, makes me feel useful. Like just letting men relieve their sexual frustrations by breeding me, letting them know they´ve put a baby in me, would make them happy and be a little contribution to making the world a better place. Which of course opens the door to imagining just so many different men, with so many different motivations to breed a woman without any regard for her future.

But the point is that in the end, it always leads to the same result: I´m going to give birth to a baby from a man I don´t even know, and that just... finishes me off every time.

I hear you. I think this is part of why I find the hucow fantasy so powerful. Being useful just by physically existing and giving myself over to instinct. Producing milk, being bred, being on display.

You’re also right that there’s a element of humiliation to being pregnant. As a good girl you’re supposed to pretend that you’re not interested in sex. But when you’re pregnant, everyone knows how you got that way. Flat on your back, legs spread, taking his dick.

 

[NewOldGuy77]

I hear you. I think this is part of why I find the hucow fantasy so powerful. Being useful just by physically existing and giving myself over to instinct. Producing milk, being bred, being on display.

You’re also right that there’s a element of humiliation to being pregnant. As a good girl you’re supposed to pretend that you’re not interested in sex. But when you’re pregnant, everyone knows how you got that way. Flat on your back, legs spread, taking his dick.

This is it exactly! There’s an almost angelic mystique to a pregnant woman, people treat her reverently because she’s bearing new life, giving her gifts and baby showers while ignoring the fact she rode a dick in a hot and sloppy way, urging her man to cum in her. Well-said.

 

[Supersammy]

I want to be claimed

 

[oneblueye]

I want to be claimed

ya any where near Detroit?

 

[Butercupps]

So, for some context- I used to be severely phobic of pregnancy/pregnant people (as in, would have a panic attack seeing a pregnant woman) and I grew up decently religiously- Not extremely so but enough that I never wanted to have sex before marriage and dealt with a lot of guilt around losing my virginity at 18 without being married. Somehow, between the guilt of unmarried sex and being scared of pregnancy, I started kind of obsessing about it?

It started with a simple fascination with creampies as I've never had one and always been *very* careful to have safe sex- only with condoms, EVER. It was always extremely important to me because I was terrified of getting pregnant and I wouldn't even really let any of my partners rub their dick on me without a condom. But slowly I just started to think about what it would be like if they took the condom off and it turned into a pregnancy risk kink. I've never actually done anything involving it, I've just thought about it * a lot *.

But somehow, as I hit my 20s (I'm 24 now, for reference), it just started getting more and more intense and it went from a pregnancy risk kink to just being obsessed with the idea of being bred. Being pinned down and filled with cum, someone saying they're going to knock me up or fuck a baby into me, that sort of thing. It's gotten to the point that I can't get off without thinking about someone shooting their load inside me and I just fantasize about being knocked up for a large portion of my day.

Weirdly, it's helped with my pregnancy phobia, but I was wondering if this happened to anyone else? Like, just like a switch flipped at a certain age and you just became obsessed with the idea of being impregnated?

It's not even baby fever, necessarily, I don't feel the need to have a child persay (I'm also not sure if I'd even be able to, as women in my family struggle with infertility) but just to be pregnant and be claimed by someone in such a raw, primal way. It doesn't help that I recently learned about microchimerism in pregnancy (tl;dr: fetal cells being stored in maternal blood and tissue) and it just seems so hot to me to have someone elses DNA in me forever.

I can somewhat relate. I had the pregnancy talk with my parent's early on and the idea of getting pregnant or even taking the risk terrified me at first. However then I got into enjoying foreplay and having sex and it changed into this big and exciting thing. I loved taking a guy's dick inside of me and giving it a little ride before he put the condom on. The entire time I would be thinking "what if I just kept going and let him cum in me?" I kept wanting to push it further and further. Like you said I did not necessarily want a child, I was just enjoying the idea of getting pregnant. It was amazing when I went on birth control and I could go until he came. I love to try and fool my mind that there is no protection there and the next load might not me up. I also love the talk of getting knocked up or having a baby fucked into me while having sex. It is a huge turn on.

 

[bobb_sledd]

Before we got married, we were careful to always use condoms. To increase the intimacy on the night of our wedding, and only that night, I went in raw; a first for us. Nine months later our daughter was born.