The room is warm and hazy with the morning sunlight. It’s still early, and I’m curled up in a ball next to you, deeply asleep. You lie there, nursing your morning wood for a second before cuddling up to me, wrapping yourself around my little naked body.
You hold my back against your chest and take a deep breath, taking in the coconut smell of my hair mixed with the comforting smell of sleep. Your hips gently press against my curled form almost involuntarily as your body responds to my sweet smells.
Actually, your hard cock is mushing right up against the damp, swollen folds of my fertile pussy. You smile, reminding yourself that I’m due to ovulate in two days time.
Unable to resist the softness of my lips, you start grinding your hips, ever so gently against me, enjoying the feeling of the hot, sticky dampness against your solid cock. You go slowly, not wanting to wake me. I’d had a late night and you’d be a terrible daddy if you woke me up this early…
You rub your cock up and down my slit, getting wetter and wetter as my pussy starts juicing. Your movements get a little bigger, a little faster. Suddenly, the head of your cock catches the entrance of my hole and as your hips surge forward your suddenly deep inside my sweet, soft pussy and I cry out in my sleep.
“It’s okay baby,” you sooth, “I’m sorry, Daddy didn’t mean to do that. Go back to sleep baby, it’s okay.”
You repeat the past part as you stroke my face, easing the little worry lines away. Within minutes I’m back asleep, breathing softly in your arms.
You roll your hips slightly, your cock still deep in my pussy. You should pull out, you know it. We’ve both fantasised about breeding me but that’s all it’s ever been, so far. You know how fertile I am now, you’ve been tracking my cycle on your phone. If you spill inside me now I’ll almost definitely end up with your baby growing in my little belly. You should pull out, roll over, go back to sleep… But this is just too delicious… Too tempting… Your cocks already balls deep in my beautiful, wet pussy and it would be such a shame not to… You pull out slightly and thrust back in… Ooh yeah. And again. You can still pull out before you come…
You fuck my sleeping body, as gently as your self restraint will allow, knowing that you should really pull out now and finish yourself off… But it feels so nice. A few more thrusts won’t do any harm… And a couple more. Oh god it feels so good. My tight pussy clinging against your rock hard cock, everytime you try to pull out you end up sliding back in because it just feels so good… Then suddenly, it’s too late, you’re spilling your load inside me, pumping your potent seed deep against my open cervix. You’re using all your self control not to cry out in pleasure and you hug me against your chest, wrapped in pleasure until it finally subsides and you’re left panting behind me, slightly sweaty, spent and feeling kinda guilty. Sleepiness starts to set it. You probably shouldn’t have done that… But oh well. It was done now. You rest a hand on my belly, imagining it swelling up with the child you just put in me. You snuggle against me, feeling content. You’ve finally done it. You’ve filled me with cum on a fertile day. You’ve finally claimed me. The sense of purpose swells in your chest. This was definitely the right idea. As you drift off to sleep you smile, visualising my pregnant body. Yes, that’s exactly how it should be.
You’ll tell me in the morning.
