Chuck 5

Many use the term “breed” when they talk of sex. There are a lot of other key words like bull, cuckold, whore...

Was I just bred by him? Or, fucked silly? That thought went through my mind as we stayed coupled together. After years of frustration resulting from countless spontaneous miscarriages, I would not mind if this one stuck. I was not getting younger and my supply of viable eggs was in short supply. Need I would know in a few weeks... That thinking turned me on.

My cunt continued to spasm gripping his cock as if to milk of its precious fluids. While I felt him shrink some, it felt like he was not totally soft. I hesitated in what to do. Part of me wanted to move and take his cock in my mouth to clean him and taste the mix of our sexual Union. The other wanted his ca to act like a cork damming the flood pooled inside my cunt.

Chuck began to move humping up against my body. He had been sucking on my nipples and I was playing with his nipple in return. His movements answered my thinking. I felt him thickening.

He ordered me to get off him and go onto my eddy back and I cheerfully complied.

We both repositioned ourselves and soon, he began fingering my cunt and butt. Despite him cumming in me moments earlier, I was not all that wet. He repeatedly wet his fingers to moisten my cunt. And my ass hole. It felt deliciously erotic.i

I stroked his cock gently loading it in my hand. As it grew, so did my desire to feel it deep inside me again. As he got harder, I got more and more turned on. He instructed me to turn on my side. Still holding his cock, I did so moving close so I could rub it against my clit and labia. I felt another O wave over me.

I had the desire to be bred. I felt him push into my cunt again. He felt little resistance this time. I am not a whore, I am doing this for free. He is not a bull, just a guy with a large and pleasing cock.