Imagining I meet you in college. We have a mutually antagonistic relationship, and we’ve both taken our fair share of blows when we get into fights. I think you’re my equal. Then junior year starts and your roommate drops out, and we’re paired together, because you begged to be in the boys dorms. No one knows your secret, but one day I walk in on you changing, careless. I can’t resist grabbing your tits, squeezing them, massaging them while you whimper and try to take back control, but your adorable pussy is leaking through your boxer briefs, giving you away. I tell you I’ll keep your little secret, but only if you let me fuck you, raw, unprotected, off any kind of birth control, and come inside you.
You’re desperate to just be one of the guys, so you let me bend you over the desk, your tits swinging as I thrust into your tight pussy for the first time. It won’t be the last time. I’m addicted immediately to the hot, wet feeling of your hole struggling to stretch around me. You bite back a girlish moan, clenching around me as you orgasm from me rubbing your clit and calling you a good girl.
You tell me no, you’re a man, and I can’t change that, but as I dump buckets of cum in your womb, you’re lit up with the strongest orgasm of your life, your cunt milking me for all I’m worth.
I pull out and watch the cum drip down your thighs as you try to catch your breath, lying flat over the desk, your breasts pressed up against the wood. I smack your perfect ass and leave you to it, but I come back for more the next day, and the next. In the showers, under the bleachers, in a bathroom stall next to a packed classroom. Until everyone in school knows we’re fucking, but they don’t know your secret.
Not until you begin to show, at least, your slutty pussy allowing me to knock you up even though you took plan B. Your tits double in size, and your stomach swells, and every guy on the football team gets a boner just looking at you, but I thrust inside you every night and remind you you’re all mine.
You have to stop the hormones for the baby, because you’re nothing more than a breeder, and you have to do your job right. I hear you crying over it one night and and fuck the tears out of you. You come with your legs wrapped around me, begging, pulling me in deeper.
You’re going to make such a perfect mommy.
im so sorry this took so long for me to answer! i didnt see it ;.;
but goddd im rubbing my clit to this now, thinking about being your cute little fucktoy as rumours spread when people notice I'm pregnant, people congratulating you on breaking me in while I'm stood next to you.
every time you grope my tits and make me admit I'm a girl, I blush like the first time, but my pussy still gets just as wet.
