#natural insemination

[ftmfem]

daddy and i had sex today, during my most fertile day. daddy has made me track my cycle since going off fake hormones. here’s what happened.

i walked up to daddy as they ate their breakfast at the table. i had just gotten a notification from my phone. my health app.

“daddy i’m fertile today”

“you’re a good girl… coming and telling daddy when your body is fertile for me, just like i taught you. how do your vagina and body feel now?”

“thank you daddy. i’m happy that i told you… but i don’t want to have sex today. i’m not ready to be a mommy.”

“did i ask if you’re ready to be a mommy? no. i asked how your body feels? i asked if she is ready for me to make her a mommy. you have no say in this.”

then daddy comforted me and began to remind me that yesterday i promised we would have naked cuddle time today.

we crawled into the bed and daddy played with my body while telling me what a good girl i am. we madeout, i sucked daddy’s cock, and i let daddy help my pussy get wet. daddy says we have to take good care of her, she makes me a good girl.

eventually daddy rolled me onto my back, got on their knees and towered over me. they pushed my legs towards my breasts and pinched my hard nipples.

“good girl. let daddy take you. i need to be inside. can daddy be inside now? don’t you want to make me feel good like you promised, baby girl?”

“…”

“good answer.”

with strong hands and a needy cock, daddy pushed my legs open. they rubbed their cock head up and down my slit. tickling my clitoris with each slow pass. i moaned gently. i was in need and at the peak of my ovulation. i was also incredibly desperate to please my daddy.

they thrust inside of me with one deep push. daddy always gets my pussy soaked and puffy for them. slowly they work me up, making me into a needy girl. then they mount - fast and deep.

they fucked me for several intensely passionate minutes while soothing me, playing with my breasts, and telling me how good i am for them.

all of a sudden, before i could even beg one last time for them to pull out, daddy whispered in my ear

“good girl. daddy is going to cum now. take it all.”

and then i felt their cock get harder and start to twitch. i was flooded with warmth deep inside of me.

daddy came extremely hard, pressed right against my cervix, for about a minute. the whole time, my tight wet pussy twitched in response to their throbbing cock, as if it was inviting their cum into my deepest and most vulnerable place.

soon after, i came on their cock while it was still deeply pressed inside of me. it was the most pure and female orgasm i have ever had. we stayed, embracing one another for a few minutes. daddy thanked me and reminded me that i am such a good and obedient girl for them. i love making daddy happy. it’s my purpose.

[kingbear8]

Something about making you take it. My seed. My genes. Planting it in your body where it could take root. Then absolutely everything will change, your body and life forever subjugated to attenteding my baby.

[kellyandjeremyexeshotwife]

[maaknieuwleven]

Ellen’s husband watched quietly as she was impregnated by another man.

On a quiet Sunday afternoon, I met up with Ellen and her husband Tyler in a bar so that we could get to know each other and discuss their wishes prior to my potential sperm donation. They were a couple in their early 30s who had tried for a baby for more than two years. It turned out that Tyler had issues with the quality of his semen - unfortunately for them his issues were too serious for Ellen to conceive. Wanting to avoid the use of an anonymous sperm bank, they eventually contacted me to act as a potential donor. That afternoon, we wanted to get to know one another a bit better, and to see how we wanted to take this further. I had ordered some wine to loosen their tongues.

It had been Ellen who insisted that the child be conceived in the natural way - that is, through sexual intercourse - and who had subsequently contacted me to potentially conceive the child with. I was quite enthusiastic about this opportunity - the fact is, that I only donate my sperm to married couples, and that I insist on donating via natural insemination. The reason I donate to married couples only is that I don’t want to be involved in raising the child but I do prefer them to grow up in a stable social environment - but that I also try to reduce the chances of the woman changing their mind and insisting that I be involved in the upbringing anyway. This is very unlikely to happen with couples, who often keep it to themselves that the child was conceived using donated sperm - and also because any child born into a marriage is assumed to have been fathered by the husband. The fact that I insist to donate via sexual intercourse instead of artificial insemination may seem odd or unusual to many - but it is simply the way it is and I am very open about it prior to meeting any woman or couple looking for a sperm donation. It is a woman’s own choice how she would like to conceive, and there are plenty of other options out there that they are free to pick if natural insemination is not the preferred method of donation. However, some women, like Ellen, simply want to conceive in the natural way - and this is where I step in. Their motivations are diverse, and some women simply want to “experience” the whole pathway of creating new life through sexual intercourse, pregnancy and giving birth, whilst others think that natural insemination provides a quicker route to conception than artificial insemination. Of course, I admit that my reasons for donating sperm via natural insemination are not just based in generosity - only to “help” the woman in need, as if I were an unselfish benefactor. Like any other man, I greatly enjoy having sex with women, particularly when they are in their fertile period and deeply craving insemination. Having sex with those women is among the best and hottest experiences a man can get in life. Any man would agree that impregnating the mother of their child was a sexually satisfying and memorable experience.  Being a natural insemination donor is a way to experience this as often as possible, without having to face the prospect of having to raise the child yourself.

Of course, as a natural insemination donor for a couple, one also has to consider the interests of the husband, who clearly isn’t able to “get the job done” himself, and will have to accept that another man is having sex with his wife — which obviously is highly unusual within a marriage, and may result in hurt feelings. However, I consider this complication as a simple given, and a couple is free to end their relationship if that was a fundamental issue for them, or to pursue a different method of sperm donation. But this was not what Ellen and Tyler wanted. Ellen came to me seeking natural insemination, and Tyler joined her that Sunday afternoon to the bar to have a conversation with me about exactly that. Surely, if he would have fundamentally disagreed, he wouldn’t have been there - but something in him considered that this was an acceptable way for Ellen to become pregnant. Some people would argue that I probably cynically get enjoyment out of Tyler’s infertility, given that it is why we are having a conversation about me having sex with Ellen to get her pregnant in the first place. Those people would see me as an immoral opportunist who just wants to feel good about himself by exploiting other people’s weaknesses. The answer is that in fact I actually do feel sorry for Tyler, but that I also take pride in my own fertility which lets me convince even married women to have sex with me, and have them bring my offspring into this world. For me, this is a win-win situation. Obviously it was Tyler’s inability to impregnate Ellen that brought this opportunity to me, but it is simply a fact of life that some men are infertile while their wives still want to have a baby. I simply offer to have sex with the wives to solve that problem - and it is up to the couples to decide whether or not that is acceptable. Tyler’s willingness to talk to me about the natural insemination of his wife tells me that he considered this the best solution given the circumstances. Perhaps he was already past his grief, and just wanted the best experience and quickest route for Ellen in their quest to have a baby together. Having to allow me to have sex with her, in order to achieve that goal, is then no longer a major obstacle. Perhaps Tyler actually didn’t mind his wife having a good time in the process either - in the end, there was no denying that also Ellen was going to sexually enjoy the process of her insemination to an extent. To me, their actions were actually a demonstration Tyler’s self-confidence; Clearly, even though he apparently isn’t able to impregnate women, he appeared to have some other strengths that convinced Ellen not to run away from him.

Having said that, if I were in Tyler’s position, I probably couldn’t suppress feelings of jealousy towards the man my wife picked to have sex with in order to conceive a baby - whom I then had to raise as my own child - and I would probably not agree with my own wife going down that route. The fact is, however, that I will never know what Tyler felt or thought and what motivated him - but like the other husbands I met who supported their wives in finding another man to impregnate them, he must have had his own very good reasons to support Ellen. Given all these complexities, I do always try to show understanding for the husband’s predicament and make sure not to be insensitive.

In our conversation at the bar that Sunday afternoon, the three of us were going to discuss what was acceptable to them as a couple during the upcoming sexual encounters. What was going to be the frequency of the inseminations during Ellen’s fertile window, and what kind of sexual acts were they both comfortable with? Normally, and understandably, this means that the couple demand that kissing on the lips is off limits - which is exactly what was requested in this case as well. Other than that, Tyler and Ellen were happy with any sexual position that would get the job done.

Then, inevitably, the question came up where Tyler was going to be at when Ellen and I were having sexual intercourse. In all my other cases, the husbands had always indicated they didn’t want to know any details about the sexual encounters, and would leave planning and scheduling of the inseminations up to their wives. Oddly however, and to my slight shock, Tyler insisted that he wanted to be present in the room when Ellen and I would be doing the deed. He insisted that it was important for him and his future with Ellen to witness the moment of conception. Again, given that it is not possible for me to fully comprehend Tyler’s position anyway, I was trying to be as understanding and accommodating to his wishes as possible. In an abstract way, I can see why it would be important for Tyler to be there. Suppose that their future kid would come to them, naively asking about how they came into this world, and Tyler would be reminded that he has as little a clue as his own kid about how that actually happened. That would indeed be painful! And so I reckoned that it was not for me to say that it was unacceptable for him to witness the inseminations, however odd I found the whole situation.

I did worry slightly about Tyler’s request, because I considered the possibility that he actually took sexual pleasure out of watching his wife have sex with a stranger. Some men even order in attractive men, called “bulls”, to give their wives sexual pleasure, which they enjoy watching while the wife humiliates or “cuckolds” them. But this sort of role playing is not something I wanted to get involved in - because it simply puts me off. My intention is not to humiliate Tyler, but, more selfishly, to have sex with his wife until she is pregnant with my child! One does not imply the other. Also, I still consider that sex with the purpose of creating a new life is a deeply intimate and private affair between the man and woman involved - and if Tyler indeed wanted engage in some sort of role playing, his inevitable distractions to our sexual encounter would not be helpful at all. However, Tyler said he only wanted to be there because he wanted to be fully “informed” — not because he wanted to play an active role in the process. Having said that, I do realise that seeing your own wife naked and sexually aroused, and actually having sex with some other man, will inevitably stir up sexual thoughts and fantasies. I was, however, happy for Tyler to watch as long as he didn’t share those emotions with me and Ellen during our encounters. Otherwise, the deal would be off. Tyler insisted that he didn’t want to be involved in any manner but still, I reckoned that it would be wise for Ellen and myself to at least try to cover ourselves with a blanket in order to maximize privacy and avoid having to think about Tyler’s state of mind.

And so, eventually, we agreed on an outline of what the inseminations would look like. Whenever Ellen thought the start of her fertile window had arrived, she would send me a text message and we would have two sessions, two days apart. I would make sure to be sexually abstinent in the period prior to her fertile window, to maximize the chances of conception. We would meet up in their home in the evening - I would then take a shower while Ellen would get ready in bed and Tyler would find a spot at least 4-5 ft away from the foot end of the bed. Their bedroom wouldn’t allow for a much larger distance. I would join Ellen in bed and nature would take its course from there. After finishing, I would put my clothes back on and leave their home on my own. I was to expect the first invitation in about two weeks’ time.

And indeed, the invitation arrived as expected and around 8PM the same evening I arrived at their place. Ellen opened the door and invited me in - smiling nervously. We went to the kitchen where Tyler was still sat with a cup of tea. He got up and we shook hands. We briefly chit-chatted about traffic before Tyler suggested to show me where to find the shower and bedroom. We passed the bedroom door on the way to the bathroom - which is where he left me and told me - “See you in a few minutes”. I nodded and closed the door behind me. I undressed and took a moment to relax and unwind in the shower. I was still uneasy with Tyler’s presence during the insemination, and had rehearsed in my head how to make the whole experience as discrete as possible for me and Ellen. After my shower I put on a t-shirt and boxers. I obviously didn’t want to enter the bedroom naked - but I thought that wearing some nice underwear might be helpful to get Ellen into the right mood.

And so I went to the bedroom door, knocked, and carefully opened it. My eyes had to get used to the dim light, which was coming from a   small lamp on the bedside table. It was just right and I could see Ellen lying in bed underneath a thin bedsheet, smiling at me nervously. I smiled back and I glanced over to Tyler, who was sat in a chair against the wall, about 5 ft away from the foot end of the bed, as we had agreed. He sat up straight with his hands folded and a neutral facial expression - and nodded in acknowledgment. The temperature in the room was nice and warm. I closed the door behind me and then slowly went over to the bed and climbed in next to Ellen. When lifting the covers, I briefly caught a glimpse of her body - and noticed she was wearing just her underwear. Her hair was tied into a bun. I covered myself up to my shoulders, laid down my head on the pillow next to hers and looked her in the eye. Then the both of us couldn’t suppress a nervous chuckle about the situation we found ourselves in. Ellen quickly glanced over to check on Tyler - while I avoided his gaze and kept focusing on Ellen. To me, this was actually a good sign and it helped break the ice. At least she didn’t run off already!

We spent a few more long seconds in silence. I don’t know what Ellen was thinking exactly, but I myself realised how unique this moment was: Of course it is always special to have sex for the first time with a new person — particularly for Ellen, who had been married and presumably monogamous for quite a few years! — but it was extra special that this next half hour or so could potentially have a profound impact on the rest of her life, and that of Tyler as well. I hoped that today I could give her the pregnancy she desired, so she could finally see her belly swell whilst our child was growing inside of her. I hoped that that would also give her back the confidence that her body could do this. On this thought, I moved slightly closer and carefully moved my hand towards her, until I made contact with her body. I found her lower belly and rested my hand on it, and went on to gently stroke it. Ellen’s gaze intensified, and she started breathing a bit deeper.

I asked quietly if Ellen was doing OK, and she nodded, and I again moved a bit closer. Feeling her warmth, I suddenly noticed that my own body was responding as well, and that I was beginning to develop an erection. I began to softly touch her on her arms and shoulders, and her breasts. Then Ellen moved into action, putting her hand first on my arm, and then on my side, all the way down to my hip. As she was lying on her back, I then touched her legs, and then touched her between her thighs, eventually reaching the vaginal area. As I started to rub, I could feel to my relief that her panties were already damp. A soft moan escaped from Ellen and she opened up her legs a bit more. She also found some courage to put her hand on my crotch. My penis was fully erect already and I could feel that some pre-ejaculate had created a wet spot in my underwear, which must have been an encouraging signal for her. Her soft touch made my heart rate go up. She slipped her hand inside of my shorts and grabbed my penis — I answered her move by getting inside of her panties. Indeed, Ellen was very wet between the lips already! Foreplay progressed, and she was playing with my erection and gently probing the size of my testicles, while I rubbed her clitoris and spread some of her wetness around the vaginal area to get her ready for penetration. In that quiet moment, I realised that I had already forgotten about Tyler being just a short distance away. I luckily couldn’t see him from my angle, but the lack of any sound coming from the spot where he was sat, was reassuring. Also Ellen’s thoughts seemed not to be with Tyler - she had closed her eyes and seemed to be focused on her own sensations.

It was then time for the critical step. I started pulling down on Ellen’s panties, and she immediately lifted her butt so that they could be removed. I then took off my boxers and removed our underwear from under the covers to drop them on the floor. When turning, I inevitably noticed Tyler, whose only hints about the action going on so far had been some movements of the bedlinen and perhaps some sounds escaping from Ellen. I didn’t look at him, but from the corner of my eye he appeared to have not moved an inch. In order to keep our aroused bodies and genitals discretely hidden under the covers for Tyler, I wanted to initiate a sideways position that allowed for deep penetration, is sexually very enjoyable but wouldn’t risk the covers sliding off and Tyler being visually confronted with the sexual act. I was hoping that Ellen understood what I was aiming for and would go along. Having turned back to face Ellen, who was still lying on her back, I moved close and lifted up her nearest upper leg, thereby opening up her vagina. I moved even closer and clamped her other lower leg between mine, providing some grip for thrusting in and out of her. My penis was now right in front of Ellen’s entrance, and I asked her whether she was ready. She nodded, and so I gently wetted my fingers between her labia, pulled back my foreskin and used the fluid to lubricate the tip of my penis, and subsequently planted it into her vaginal opening. Just when I started to apply some pressure, she said “Wait!” - and for a brief moment I thought she had suddenly changed her mind and this was all getting too much for her, and that she would ask me to stop and leave. But instead, she reached out to my penis and rubbed my tip up and down a few times between her labia, spreading some more of her own natural lubricant where it was most needed, and then planted it back into her opening. She then relaxed, and I took this as a signal to proceed.

And so I slowly pushed in all the way. The girth of my penis is above average and so the extra moisture that Ellen applied was now being very helpful. A gasp escaped from her as she was being stretched, and also I couldn’t suppress a moan, as the wet tightness of her vagina overwhelmed me.

We lay still for a moment to get used to each other, before we continued intercourse.

I was really enjoying myself there and then with Ellen. The position we were in was very comfortable, and it seems that Ellen was able to handle the whole situation well. Protected by the privacy of the bedsheets that only Ellen and I could see underneath, I didn’t feel too exposed to Tyler, who was quietly blending in to the background. I almost forgot that I was there for an insemination and shouldn’t be prolonging our session unduly solely for my own sexual pleasure. Sure enough, after some time, I reached a point where I felt I could reach orgasm within a few more strokes. Before going there, however, I wanted to try to give Ellen an orgasm as well - I had good access to her clitoris and generally I find that the combination of the pistoning motion of my penis plus clitoral stimulation gives most women a good chance of an orgasm in this position. It is said that a woman reaching orgasm after the man has already ejaculated inside of her, could potentially increase the chances of conception, because the contractions dip the cervix into the pool of semen that has been deposited at the end of the vaginal canal. I am unsure how rigorous the scientific evidence for this theory is exactly, but in my role as a diligent donor I thought it best to incorporate any practice that might improve Ellen’s chances to conceive. When I gently rubbed her clitoris, Ellen’s pelvic floor muscles tightened their grip around me, and after a few more minutes she started breathing heavily and arched her back - signaling that she had almost reached the point of no return. I now had to act quickly. I double checked with Ellen whether she was sure that she wanted me to come inside of her. Ultimately, I consider it my responsibility to make sure that the insemination is indeed still wanted at the moment that it is actually within the woman’s reach - but she said that she was positive, and so I picked up my pace and reached orgasm after a few deep strokes. My testicles pulled in towards my body, followed by some very strong contractions, releasing almost a week’s worth of semen deep inside Ellen’s vagina. The pulsations of the ejaculation and further hardening of my penis also pushed Ellen over the edge, and she moaned loudly while her muscles contracted rhythmically.

The job for today was done! I remained inside of Ellen for a few moments, and then pulled up her other leg so that her vagina tilted upwards. My penis came out in the process, but I encouraged Ellen to remain in this position for a 15 minutes or so to ensure my sperm would have some time to make its way into the uterus. Finally, I gave her a peck on the cheek, and she said a brief “Thanks”. I turned around and grabbed my boxers from the floor. While putting them back on underneath the covers, I noticed the wild look in Tyler’s eyes. It was hard to gauge his emotions but I was happy that he kept his promise of not getting involved during the session. I left the bed and quickly walked towards the door. Tyler and I exchanged a quick “see you” - but I noticed he was visibly distracted by the erection that was still rather visible through my underwear - so I quickly walked by. For such an unusual insemination, I think it all went quite smoothly, and I was hoping this could be repeated in two days.

That second session indeed followed a similar pattern as the first. This time it was Tyler who opened the door, welcomed me in, and said that Ellen was already waiting in bed. I again took a shower and found Ellen and Tyler in the same spots as before. When joining Ellen under the bedsheets, it appeared she was already feeling a bit more comfortable, and when I asked her whether she was ready for today, her eyes twinkled and she answered with a resounding “Yes”. After some smooching, I unhooked her bra and removed her panties, and when she started pulling on my clothes, I took off my underwear as well. With my penis fully erect, I penetrated her in the same sideways position, and after 10 minutes or so of steady intercourse I again felt my orgasm approaching. Then, all of a sudden, Ellen made a surprise move. With my penis inside of her, she turned away onto her side, arched her back, and pushed her bum backwards into me, so that we were in a spooning position. Her legs and buttocks now close together, the grip and sensation were so much more intense! I embraced her tightly around her breasts, while we picked up our pace. I couldn’t control myself anymore and with a final deep stroke I again ejaculated what felt like a good amount of semen inside of her. After some moments to recover from her surprise move, I flipped her onto her back again and pushed up her knees as before. It was now up to mother nature!

Tyler kept quiet again during this session, and I again noticed a bit of an intense look in his eyes, but perhaps also some relief that it was all over. He definitely seemed to breathe more easily. With Ellen and I still next to each other under the covers, she with her knees pulled up and I still catching my breath, we had a quick discussion with Tyler about what would ensue. They would let me know as soon as possible whether my services would be required next month again. If not, we wouldn’t meet again but they agreed to let me know when the baby was delivered and to send me some pictures. They thanked me but I also thanked them for being so welcoming and for choosing me as a donor.

In the weeks that followed, I thought back about how much I actually enjoyed my two sessions with Ellen. We were clearly sexually compatible, but being in her fertile period probably also helped us to make the inseminations a rather invigorating experience.

Then, when I received a text message that pregnancy hadn’t occurred, and Ellen was menstruating, I felt a mix of sadness for another disappointment for the two of them, but simultaneously a sense of excitement that we would get another go. I wasn’t done with Ellen just yet - and I was confident that it was just a matter of time before she would get pregnant. I reassured her that it is not abnormal for women who are in principle fertile to not become pregnant from a single attempt.

And so, almost two weeks later later, I found myself in bed next to Ellen once again. Tyler still insisted on being present to bear witness, and had taken up his usual spot. Tyler and Ellen had planned a short holiday starting the day after, and so this session would be our only chance during her fertile window this month. I had remained abstinent for about a week again, to ensure I would again be producing plenty of semen.

Ellen seemed as relaxed as during our second session. Not much foreplay was needed before she started breathing more heavily, and developed a blush on the cheeks. I could feel that her vaginal area was already properly lubricated and that she was ready for penetration. I again used some of her fluids to lubricate my now erect penis and entered her in the sideways position. 

I thought it wise to leave the decision to potentially move to another position up to her, also in order not to unduly provoke Tyler. Although I obviously greatly enjoyed intercourse with Ellen and the other wives who requested natural insemination, it is also in my interest to make sure the bond between husband and wife is not impacted too much. Allowing Ellen to give Tyler the impression she is mainly interested in getting to enjoy the sexual aspect of the donation, rather than using natural insemination first and foremost as a method to optimise the chances of conception, is in delicate equilibrium with my own sexual pleasure from impregnating Ellen versus preserving the marriage in which my child is supposed to enjoy a happy youth for the years to come. But ultimately, I need to trust that a couple intends to preserve their marital bond - it would be quite odd for them to go down the natural insemination route if their intention was to break their relationship! So ultimately, I simply go along with whatever the wife thinks is acceptable sexually during the sessions as this is my best gauge of what is acceptable for the couple.

I explain this point because Ellen turned out to have some more plans for this session, which made it particularly memorable for me but potentially exposed Tyler a bit too much to Ellen’s lust for another man. 

Today again, I could feel Ellen getting increasingly wet between the legs while I was inside of her. Her vagina felt tight and warm around my penis, and I wouldn’t last long given how the slight awkwardness that exists between new sexual partners had gone, and she was completely relaxed and in sync my thrusts. But Ellen had other plans. After a few minutes of sideways intercourse, she suddenly pulled back, turned on to her belly and pushed her bum up into the air. The covers slid off of her, and I could now properly see her nicely shaped buttocks and the inviting lips between her thighs. Her move didn’t need further explanation, and I got onto my knees behind her. My penis was extremely hard and pointed proudly forwards, my glans fully exposed. She arched her back, pressing her breasts into the bed. I spread her labia and pushed my penis into her all the way. I enjoyed the view of her body and her lips around my penis sliding in and out of her creamed up vagina. I bent over to touch her breasts — Ellen’s legs trembled with pleasure.

Although many women have become pregnant from intercourse in the doggy position, it isn’t fully optimal as semen often immediately leaks out of the vagina when retracting the penis upon ejaculation. And so when I felt my orgasm approaching, I pulled out and pushed Ellen’s behind sideways to encourage her to turn onto her back again. Instead, she turned around to face me, and with a lustful look in her eyes, took my penis into her mouth. It seemed Ellen had lost control. Was she sure that Tyler, who was watching all of this from my back, did not consider this a red line? 

I pulled away and this time told Ellen explicitly to get down on her back. She complied and parted her legs - I then got into a pushup position over her body and gave Ellen a kiss in the neck. While reaching towards her, the tip of my wet penis landed softly onto Ellen’s lower belly. The subtle message emanating from this, aroused the both of us as we looked down in between our bodies. My boner was poking into the exact spot where I was going to put my seed inside of her — the place where our child would soon be conceived. Between our legs, in the distance, I now noticed a red-faced Tyler captivated with the forces of nature taking their course. He had a lustful look in his eyes and had put his hand down his pants whilst staring between our legs. He might have been fantasising about how good it felt to be in my position: enjoying unprotected sex with another man’s wife, in order to pump my cum balls deep into her wet, fertile pussy, thereby making her pregnant with my baby. So close by for Tyler, but also completely out of reach. Perhaps he was fascinated by witnessing the creation of a new life - the anticipation of the discrete moment of my ejaculation that was going to make Ellen pregnant, make her breasts and belly swell and make her deliver the baby that would complete their family. Or perhaps he was sexually aroused from witnessing his wife finally getting what she truly desired but what he had failed to give her - and, leading up to that, the reproductive spectacle unfolding in front of his watchful eyes. Without the covers hiding our naked bodies from his sight, he could now see how his wife instinctively spread her legs and pulled up her knees to expose her wet, fertile vagina, craving to be stretched wide and filled up with a load of semen. Between her legs lay the man who was going to do the dirty deed - his sperm filled testicles hanging right in front of Tyler’s eyes and his erect penis resting on his wife’s belly, ready for ejaculation. Ellen could still send this man on his way, thereby retaining her marital honour, at the price of having to continue her childless life together with Tyler. But it was clear that instead, she was going to let this man insert his bare penis into her unprotected vagina, take him to orgasm and let him flood her uterus with his semen. She had worked hard to get where she was now. Tyler sat there, realising that his wife wanted to have a baby, that she needed me knock her up and that nobody would be allowed to get in the way - and she knew that I would gladly see this through. She finally felt like a proper woman now, with her legs wide open and her pussy wet and fertile - and about to be fucked and impregnated by the man on top of her. She was completely mine, and would only remember her husband after I slipped my cock into her and drained my balls inside her pussy. A stark contrast existed between the raw sexual energy of that moment and the quiet boredom of family life and diaper changing Tyler and Ellen would be rewarded with. 

Indeed, Ellen grabbed my penis lustfully and manoeuvred her pelvis to align it with her vaginal opening. While penetrating her I pushed my body upwards a bit in order to allow the top side of my penis to stimulate her clitoris while pistoning in and out. After a few more minutes of intercourse I noticed Ellen was  approaching orgasm. As before, this was the optimal moment for me to ejaculate to give her the best chances to conceive. I asked her whether she was ready — and she nodded yes, while lifting her knees up further and holding on to my arms. I picked up my pace and with every deep stroke, I could hear my balls slapping against Ellen’s buttocks - reminding me of their key importance in this moment, and in bringing me and Ellen together in sexual union. Her impregnation now imminent, we looked each other in the eye, while she wrapped her legs around me and pulled me in deep. This was it. I came hard, and shot my load deep down into Ellen’s vagina, thereby soaking her cervix with sperm. My pulsing penis and the warm load of cum being ejaculated into her pussy made Ellen orgasm as well - she started shaking all over her body and rhythmically contracting her pelvic muscles, thereby massaging the last droplets of semen out of me. She kept her legs wrapped tightly around me as I felt the now overwhelming wetness inside her vagina around my still throbbing penis. My balls spent, I sank down on top of her soft breasts. While catching our breaths, I stayed deep inside her to give my sperm a bit of time to be absorbed.

This session had felt really good - but I came to my senses and the moment had come to say goodbye. I carefully pulled out and helped Ellen push her bum up. She was clearly delighted, with a pussy full of warm and sticky cum and her legs proudly up in the air to keep it all inside. A wide eyed Tyler, still sat on his chair, didn’t know where to look anymore now that I was done with Ellen and she was rather prominently displaying her pussy, freshly filled with another man’s semen. From what I observed earlier, I concluded that Tyler probably ended up with his pants wet on the inside, and that he must not have been feeling too comfortable down there. When I got up from the bed, he politely got up out of his chair - his slightly awkward movements confirming my suspicions - and so I joked that there was no need to shake hands. With an embarrassed smile, he sat down on the bed next to Ellen’s bum, some white cum now glistening between her labia. She moved towards him to support her behind against his legs to make it easier to maintain a tilted position. Ellen reached out to hold Tyler’s hand as he looked down at his wife’s used vagina right in front of him, still swollen and aroused from being fucked and ejaculated into just a few minutes earlier. A drop of semen had leaked out and now slowly ran down her buttocks. He then looked her in the eye with an introverted expression. She smiled kindly and winked at him in a reassuring manner, but clearly there was also an element of Ellen wanting to subconsciously confront Tyler with the new reality of their marriage. Ellen had secured the right to have baby making sex with another man - and Tyler appeared to be accepting that his desire for a family life despite of his infertility outweighed the consequence that his wife used the opportunity to get laid by another man in order to get pregnant, and of having to raise their child as his own. The up close confrontation with Ellen’s drenched pussy and her happy face made him understand that his wife’s desires were bigger than himself. There was no other way.

Tyler reached out to pick up Ellen’s panties from the bed and helped her put them back on in an attempt to restore her dignity. The both of them now with their undies full of cum, Tyler finally smiled back at her.

Meanwhile, with all prudishness gone, I was standing in front of them with a still semi-hard penis, and we had a short chat where we all expressed hope that Ellen would soon be confirmed pregnant and that all would then go well. Tyler said he was happy to have been there with us and admitted to being rather impressed by what he had seen today - in particular by the twitching of my balls while delivering the babymaking load.

Satisfied, I picked up my underwear, and wished them a good holiday - then left the bedroom. For me, and quite obviously for Ellen and Tyler as well, it had again been a very intense experience. I hoped I had been successful in getting Ellen pregnant, and that the two of them would use their holidays to try to re-connect emotionally and physically.

Some time after they returned from their trip, I received the good news that Ellen’s pregnancy test had indeed come back positive, for which I offered them my congratulations. Later, I received pictures of Ellen proudly showing off her swollen belly - and after nine months she delivered a healthy and charming baby girl. The three of them were finally a happy family together, and Ellen said she would potentially get back in touch if she wanted to try for a little brother or sister one day.

Ellen’s impregnation by natural insemination was one to remember, but after our final session, I realised that having Tyler sit practically between my legs while I was having sex with his wife was perhaps a bit too immodest, and clearly stirred up some conflicting and potentially harmful emotions in Tyler.

If another couple was to contact me with an insemination request, I would probably try to convince the husband to reconsider his wish to be present. But what do you say to a man in such an instance?

“As a donor, I have helped other married couples to conceive through natural insemination. The husbands had similar fertility issues as you, but their wives wanted to have a baby and experience the path to pregnancy in the natural way. I have seen men like you before, who wanted to be present when I was having sex with their wives to impregnate them. Are you sure that you want to put yourself through that?

Yes - you two will be raising the child together, so I can in principle see why you would want to be there at the moment of conception. 

But this means you will have to watch the two of us have unprotected sex until I get her pregnant. And you’ll find out that your wife will be very much looking forward to having sex with me, because she is going to be very excited about the prospect of finally getting pregnant. And when she is having sex with me, I expect that she is not thinking of you - but basically just about me and about her carnal desire to get me to ejaculate inside of her. And my part of the deal is that I get to enjoy having sex with your wife, and that she will give me a child which you will raise as your own. Are you sure you can handle this? Because this is what’s going to happen, and I expect it will be harder for you to watch than you think - so I strongly recommend that you stay away.”

[dirtyalice96]

a movie and thinkin to myself hmm :P

going to watch the new avatar movie and think to myself i wonder if the creampie i got today will take and something will happen :) hehe :) and if not oh well cant hate :) was fun anyway :) i love having fun no matter what :) back to work tommarow and ill be up late again tonight :) drop me a line laters peeps :)

[tars91]

Hello, looking for a indian sub woman

[parasitoidism]

I’ve honestly never fully recovered from the time I read the peta article on honeybees I’ve never read anything that made it more clear that the author has never spoken to a beekeeper before or has even done more than the bare minimum of research on like basic honeybee behavior and biology

[luxraydyne]

lmao i may never be wanting for horror writing material when with almost humorous timing. i begin thinking permhaps being so restless to move into my own home and private space to the point i can barely concentrate through the fog is actually a detrimental idea when living w my family is all that prevents me from being completely alone. when on cue parents once again resume trying to goad me into becoming a pet grandchild incubator so my sibling’s child doesnt end up lonely whhat teh fuuuck dude. we’re back baby to doomscrolling extortionate private rental cost of tiny studio flats in a cost of living crisis

[dozenhawks]

one thing about my job is i know an uncomfortable amount about the business of making dogs fuck

[agritalker]

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[repromedca]

Home Insemination - Our team of doctors at ReproMed Fertility offers thorough natural conception at-home services to support you in achieving your reproductive objectives. This programme is for patients who want access to safe and legal donor semen samples rather than requiring clinic-based treatment in order to start a family. Others might want to have the insemination done in a relaxing environment without interruptions. With Origin Sperm Bank, we collaborate.

[rafeandonlyrafe]

angel of a daughter

words: 2.2k

warnings: 18+ only!, smut, stepcest, stepdad!rafe, p in v sex, unprotected sex, virgin!reader, female receiving oral, fingering, breeding, fertility issues (from mother), reader is described as having big boobs, kinda pregnancy kink from rafe but more talk of sex while pregnant, cheating (no daddy kink)

“i got the results back.” your mom says, her voice low and sad, revealing her results with her tone alone. “the doctor says theres no way.” “i’m sorry, mama.” you pout, wrapping your arms around her shoulders. you hate that you feel a bit of relief. your mom had you young, a teenager knocked up by another teenager who ran off the second he heard his girlfriend got pregnant.

your mom raised you until you were a teenager yourself, doing everything by herself until your stepdad came into the picture. he inserted himself perfectly into your life, but expected to have kids of his own.

“whats the plan then?” you question as your stepdad comes into the living room, setting a glass of water down in front of your mom. you sit on either side of her, showing your support. “adoption? surrogate?” 

you like being an only child. you like it just being you, mom, and rafe, but at the same time, you want your mom to be happy, and if a baby gives her that, you'll adjust for her.

“actually…” rafe clears his throat. “we were hoping you’d be willing to help out.”

“yeah, of course.” you nod. “anyway i can.” 

you don’t realize what rafe means until later. you assumed it was just help researching adoption agencies, or finding a surrogate, but as rafe hovers over you, you realize he means to breed you.

“m-my mom can’t be okay with this.” you stutter out, body stiff against the bed, trapped as you blink up at rafe, body caging you over the mattress.

“she thinks you’re going to get inseminated.” he huffs out, breath warm against your face. “and in a way you are. a natural way.”

“i-i-” you stutter out. “i don't know about this.”

“come on, i see the way you look at me.” rafe shifts his weight to one hand, gliding down the other down your torso, squeezing your hip gently. “i know you want this.”

“you're married to my mom!” your eyes are wide, but a spark does ignite inside of you. “you're my stepdad!”

“and you’re going to be doing both of us such a big favor, pretty girl.” rafe coos, his fingers running along the material of your shorts, stroking closer and closer to your center every time.

“i-i guess it would be easier than going to a doctor.” you’re sure it involves waivers and legal shit that your mind just can’t even wrap around.

“exactly!” rafe smiles down at you, glad for your naivety. “besides, im making you feel good... you’ll get pregnant, and both of us will feel real good.”

“how many times will we get to do it?” you whisper, hands reaching up to touch rafes cheeks, running your finger down the smooth planes. “like, it probably won’t take the first time.”

“as many times as we have to babygirl. and i’ll take real good care of you during your pregnancy. rub your feet, buy whatever you are craving, eat you out.” rafe loves the way your eyes blow wide.

“thats not appropriate!” your mom has lectured you long and hard about sexual experiences and above all how important it is to wait so you don’t become pregnant young like she did. and now she is asking you to allow your stepdad to breed you when you’re freshly out of your teen years.

“its okay, its just you helping us out so im helping you back out in return.” rafe moves his hand up to cup your cheek. “let me show you.”

he leans down to press your lips together in a kiss. you lay frozen for a moment before beginning to move back, reciprocating the kiss as your hands fist into his shirt, tugging him lower.

you let out a moan into his mouth and rafe has to pull away to chuckle. “see, i knew you wanted me babygirl.”

“yeah.” you nod. “okay, lets do this.” damn the consequences, you can think about them later.

“good.” he coos out, lips back against yours quickly as his hand gropes at your breast, rubbing them through your tanktop. you’ve always been insecure about the size of your chest, but as rafe lowers down to look at them, you think about them in a whole new light.

“these are gonna feed our baby so well.” he says, tugging at the hem of your shirt, lower and lower until it breeches the swell of your breasts and they pop out the top. you don’t ask who he means by ‘our’. you can indulge in the fantasy that it’s just you and rafe. that your mom is still in the picture, but only in the role as your mother, not the one of rafes baby. 

rafe wraps his lips around your nipple, sucking deeply into his mouth, so in contrast to what it must feel like to have an infant feeding.

“i-more.” you gasp out as rafes fingers play with your other nipple, rolling and pinching at it until they’re both stiff peaks.

“i can’t wait to fuck you baby.” rafe says, helping you sit up just slightly to pull your shirt off, the small pajama shorts the only barrier you have left on your body. rafe also tugs his shirt off. you’ve seen him shirtless before in the pool or on your boat, but its different in this low lighting, so intimate and close. 

“gonna eat your pretty pussy first though.” rafe tugs your shorts down, your thighs pressing together to allow you to keep that part of yourself hidden for a moment longer, before rafe is pushing at your legs and slotting himself onto the bed in between them.

“aww.” rafe smiles, looking much more like a boy your age with his grin rather than your stepfather. “i knew she’d be cute.” his hands stroke over your inner thighs. “have you ever had a guy eat your pussy before?”

“no.” you shake your head. “never done anything with a guy.” you’ve kissed past boyfriends, but it never went beyond that.

“im gonna be your first?” theres a spark in rafes eye when he realizes that you’re a virgin. that he’s going to deflower you, fill you up. 

“y-yeah.” you nod. 

rafe wants you to cum once with his mouth and fingers first to open you up and get you wetter before he fucks you, so he wastes no more time, pushing his face forward between your legs, tongue swiping over your folds as you scream out in pleasure. 

rafe is glad as your moans increase with every flick of his tongue and glide of his lips that he chose to sneak into your room in a time when your mom was gone, off to the spa with her girlfriends, no doubt sharing to them her recent doctors trip and how her angel of a daughter agreed to be a surrogate so her and rafe could have a baby of their own.

“you taste so good.” rafe says. he isn’t one to enjoy giving head often, but you really are the sweetest taste on his lips. he focuses in on your clit as your entire body stiffens before relaxing, sighing out as your head becomes fuzzier and fuzzier with every touch of rafes mouth.

“do you touch yourself here?” rafe asks, pressing kisses to your clit, making out with it just like he did you mouth.

“no.” you shake your head. you occasionally grinded yourself into a pillow stuffed between your legs to get off when you got too overwhelmed, but you never reached your hand in your pants to feel yourself.

“what about here?” rafe brings his hand to your cunt, finger circling around your entrance.

your eyes widen again, that gloriously innocent startled look that has rafe grinding into the bed to give his cock some sort of relief.

“never!” you shake your head.

rafe just smiles, going back to focusing on your clit as his finger pushes in. you’re so wet it’s not difficult at all, but he can feel the way you squeeze around his digit, getting used to the feeling of the intrusion.

“relax for me, princess.” rafe says, sucking at your clit as he begins to move his finger in and out until he’s able to easily pump, the delicious squelching of your wetness filling the room with his every movement.

“gonna add a second, okay?” rafe talks you through the process, not wanting to do something to scare you into changing your mind. “gotta open you up for my cock, baby.”

rafe pushes a second finger into your entrance, working you open until he feels your body stiffen, his concentration going to your clit as he works you through your orgasm, your high so suddenly breeching that your body locks up and you let out a scream.

“shh, i got you.” rafe kisses along your mound as you work through it, pussy clenching around his fingers as he scissors them, knowing he needs you looser to fit inside.

“that-” you gasp out, mouth suddenly feeling dry. “that was so good.” “yeah?” rafe smiles up at you. “i can keep helping you feel that way, baby.”

“mhm.” you nod, not sure how you’ll ever go without now that you’ve felt the high that rafe can get you.

“can i fuck you now?” he questions. as much as he’s ready to go right now, if he has to build you up to allow him inside bare, he would wait.

“yeah.” your voice is dripping with eagerness. “yeah, yes please. just need a drink of water first.”

you sit up slightly, going to reach for your water bottle on your bedside table, but rafe moves quicker, helping you bring the bottle to your lips and suck the water down, pulling away with a gasp as a drop of water glides down your chin, reaching your throat before rafes tongue is on your skin, tasting the sheen of sweat as he follows the wet trail up to your lips, kissing you to keep your mind occupied.

he works his pants and underwear off while you’re wrapped up in the kiss, your hands stroking through his hair, playing with the strands. 

rafe moves your legs to wrap around his hips as he holds onto his cock, swiping it through your folds. he taps the head against your sensitive swollen clit, making you pull away with a gasp.

“stay nice and relaxed for me, baby.” rafe says, pressing kisses to your jaw as he lines up with your entrance. he pushes in slowly, your eyes clenching shut as your chest moves up and down with each breath, trying to keep your body relaxed like rafe said.

“there ya go.” rafe says, halfway inside your cunt. “good girl.”

he pushes as far in as your pussy allows, both of you sitting in that moment, relishing in the feeling of being joined together as you stretch to accommodate his large length, shifting your hips side to side and up and down to get used to the feeling.

“i gotta move, baby.” rafe says, his voice sounding strained.

“yeah, go ahead.” you nod. despite your affirmation, rafe continues to move slowly, his hips swinging back before pressing forward, carefully building up a rhythm.

“it feels really good.” you tell rafe, your cheeks flushed bright pink, hair fanned out on the pillow around you like a glowing halo.

“yeah, yeah.” rafe nods rapidly, his grip on control quickly loosening. “you feel so good too.”

rafe knows he should stop, but he loves the way your body reacts to his dirty words. “you’re so tight around me. i love this pussy. so much better than your mamas. gonna give me a baby, right?”

“i-yeah.” you nod. “fill me up.”

rafes loosening control shatters, his hips swinging forward fast, burying his cock inside of you as the pace instantly triples. you let out a squeal, the sheets gripped in your hands as he pounds into you.

“gonna fill up your pretty little cunnie, baby.” rafe grunts out, his own forehead sheening with sweat from his effort, his muscles straining as he pushes up then down, up then down.

“want it so bad.” you whine. 

“fuck.” rafe gasps out, mouth dropping open, his lips shiny from eating you out. “can’t last much longer. gonna cum.”

you experiment, clenching your pussy around his cock, and judging by rafes reaction of a loud moan and curse, you can tell he likes it. you continue, squeezing every time he pulls out, wanting to keep his cock wrapped in your warmth.

“i-im cumming.” rafe gasps out, his cock growing inside of you before your eyes widen, suddenly feeling warmth spreading as his cum fills you, his cock pressing in even harder, hoping it reaches your womb.

“god.” rafe groans, lowering his body on top of yours, but you don’t care about the weight as you smile.

“we’re gonna keep doing that?” you ask, running your hand down his back.

rafe looks up at you. “oh, of course baby. gonna keep fucking you while you’re pregnant too, maybe you’ll give us twins.”

you roll your eyes and giggle at rafe. “thats not how it works, silly!” “oh, what do you know?” rafe smirks at you. “you haven’t even had sex before!”

“well… i have now.” you mumble, shifting your hips from side to side, rafes cock still lodged deep inside of you.

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[bovineblogger]

so. How do people inseminate cows with the obtained semen?

I’d look it up… but I’m worried about seeing gross/NSFW images so I’d rather just ask for a description.

Mom and dad were watching Yellowstone and there was a scene where they were getting semen from a stallion and we had a discussion about it and I asked dad how do they inseminate an animal and he didn’t know so. I thought I should ask you. The process is likely pretty similar between cows and horses.

ok basically uhhh

u got a shoulder length plastic glove on one arm. giant semen syringe in the other.

basically the long glove arm goes in da anus and feels around to guide the ai gun thru the cervix where u deposit the semen! there are a lot of steps im skipping over but thats the gist of it lol

AI is a lot safer and cheaper than natural breeding, which requires owning a bull or renting one and can injure the cow! so thank u AI

ALSO!! just an ammendum cuz i know some ppl get worried..

i genuinely cannot state just how much cattle do not care. cow brains do not work the same as human brains, they do not ascribe the same importance to reproductive stuff that we do. artificial insemination does not bother them. its safer and easier than natural breeding, and i cannot stress enough, it does not stress them out. they are ok!! i love you.

[lolasimms]

can you write a drabble of when ellie and y/n decided they wanted kids😭 like both of them deciding who’s going to carry lila, and what type of procedure they’ll use to conceive, and them picking out their sperm donor and what not <3

mommy & momma

“do you want children, do you want to marry me?”

_____________________ ୨୧ _______________________

౨ৎ After two years of being married the two of you felt like something was missing.

౨ৎ You both knew having children was a huge responsibility, but you also knew it was something you both really wanted.

౨ৎ At first the two of you considered adoption, as it would be nice to take in a child and raise them.

౨ৎ But due to unethical practices and the long process you decided against it.

౨ৎ Naturally, the next option was to consider artificial insemination.

౨ৎ The two of you discussed it a lot and came to the conclusion that you’d be the one to carry.

౨ৎ Ellie wasn’t against carrying whatsoever, you were just more interested in experiencing a pregnancy and she wanted to give you that opportunity.

౨ৎ The two of you found an anonymous donor at the sperm bank who matched her some of her features.

౨ৎ Her green eyes, dark auburn hair and skin tone. Since it would be your egg in use, you’d hoped the child could be a mix of you two.

౨ৎ She was very strict on you during the preparation leading up to the insemination.

౨ৎ Your doctor advised you eat healthy, refrain from drinking alcohol, avoid stress and take prenatals daily. Ellie took this as a challenge.

౨ৎ She took her role as your partner very seriously, bossing you around and watching you like a hawk.

౨ৎ She wouldn’t so much as let you have a sip of wine, coffee or do anything that could cause you stress or anxiety.

౨ৎ Finally a few weeks after the insemination she’d woken up to you eating a can of raw sardines and that’s when she knew.

౨ৎ Before you could even kiss her good morning she was dragging you into the bathroom to take a pregnancy test.

౨ৎ If you thought she was protective during the trying process, she was insufferable during the pregnancy.

౨ৎ You knew it was out of love but at times got annoyed at how little she allowed you to do.

౨ৎ Calls you her baby mama in-front of everyone and casually tells people you’re carrying her baby inside of you.

౨ৎ “I’m momma and you’re mommy.” She tells you one evening and you like the idea.

౨ৎ She goes into full nesting mode and can’t stop herself from ordering furniture and toys in bulk.

౨ৎ You’ll be sitting on the couch, bowl of popcorn and pickles resting on your ever growing bump and hear the doorbell ring.

౨ৎ To your dismay it’s another package for Mrs. Ellie Williams. This time it was a 5 pack of animal onesies, An assorted box of pacifiers, plushies and bath towels.

౨ৎ When the two of you find out you’re having a girl Ellie’s over the moon and can’t wait to be a girl mom.

౨ৎ She buys a book of “unique baby girl names” and insists the two of you read it every night before bed.

౨ৎ Obsessed with your pregnant body and kind of develops a breeding kink throughout the last few months of your pregnancy.

౨ৎ “Gonna fuck another baby into you right after this one” She blurts as your riding her one evening.

౨ৎ Can’t get enough of your boobs now even though she’d always been obsessed with them.

౨ৎ Whenever they’re achy she offers to massage them but that usually ends up with the two of you fucking.

౨ৎ By the final month of your pregnancy the two of you are more than ready for your daughter to get here.

[eggedbellies]

Being restrained on a table to be artificially inseminated with God knows what's cum. The nozzle designed to anchor into your cervix and keep your cunt spread wide to receive the fertilizing load. The very tip of the nozzle is long and skinny designed to penetrate the cervix with only the slight feeling of pinching to provide the optimal chance of fertilization. After it's in though it secretes numbing gel and begins to expand gently and painlessly forcing the cervix open to receive as much of the load as possible. If someone were to look down through the tube of the artificial inseminator they'd be able to see the very back of your waiting womb. Watching the semen drip down the tube from above restrained and unable to do anything but watch it creep along to it's destination inside of you. Feeling the thickness and warmth of it as it finally starts up inside of you and they eventual overwhelming feeling as it finally touches the internal flesh of your womb itself. Hot and thick and filling up your womb like a water balloon. Strapped in for hours as more and more is pumped into you. And when the machine is finally done and your stomach is bloated outwards like your already pregnant the artificial knot keeping your womb open is shrunk as the nozzle is retracted. Your cervix closing up around the load it's received. Only a small drizzle of cum leaking out of it as it closes up to its natural position trapping all that cum inside your womb and letting it go to work fertilizing your eggs.

god fuck yeah this is great just. the impersonality at it, the lack of sensation at first, just mild discomfort, and then the relaxing and the swelling, feeling my tunnel stretch, squeezing on the skin-warm tube that has no give. The first few spurts of liquid I don't feel, then the steady and unmistakable pressure, until I'm panting, gasping and moaning with each push and bulge forcing my womb to stretch, cumming around the tube and it's slight vibrations barely able to think when it finally slides out, just my legs shaking as I moan and whimper...

[pumpkinbirth]

Potion Game

Base- alien

Add-ons- rapid pregnancy, orgasmic birth

Despite how straightforward this "experiment" seemed, it didn't do much to curb your nerves.

While you and the rest of the world were still reeling over the confirmation that humans most certainly were not alone in the universe, the government higher ups (who had apparently been privy to this fact for years) were already well into various negotiations and experiments with the extraterrestrials, such as the one you currently found yourself volunteered for.

You see, the other life that was out there was dwindling, much faster than they would like. So once it was revealed that our genetic makeup had even the possibility of compatibility, talks of crossbreeding soon followed.

Everyone stood to benefit, it seemed; they'd postpone their extinction, and humanity would have the chance to access even greater evolution. As for you, well...you'd just have to find out.

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This brought you to now, sitting in a small observation room. To your relief it wasn't the metallic, brightly lit room you were dreading, but rather was lit by a dim, warm light. The aliens, which were surprisingly similar to the greys of pop culture, had made it clear that harsh lighting would disturb and potentially damage their offspring's eyes.

Your eyes flicked to the two way mirror on the wall facing you, where scientists of both species had already been monitoring you for a couple hours now, starting right when you'd been successfully inseminated. Mentally you ran through how the experiment would go, provided it went smoothly; you were to remain in the observation room for the entirety of your pregnancy, which if the aliens were to be believed would be blissfully short, three days to a week at most. You were also to give birth by yourself, they would only intervene if it seemed like things were going south. The reason for this was apparently so the experiment wouldn't be sullied by invasive methods from either side; simply put, the baby would dictate how it would be born. The last thing, something the translator had relayed with an interesting expression, was that this experience would be "far more pleasant than you would expect".

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Ten hours in, the scientists in the next room watched as you repositioned yourself on the bed provided. The thin fabric of your hospital gown, which had been baggy on you that morning, was now stretched tightly over your newly swollen belly. Every now and then someone would come in to measure and photograph you, which you still found yourself being self conscious of every time.

To the untrained eye it looked like you were experiencing a normal pregnancy, except for a couple odd details. Your belly was flushed with a faint purple hue, which they had hypothesized was the fetus' blood mixing with yours in the placenta. The other detail was that you were sweating, but not with exertion or discomfort, far from it. That cryptic little hint from the translator turned out to be alluding to a natural chemical released by their hormones, which apparently induced an aphrodisiac effect in humans.

The scientists encouraged you to respond to any impulses or urges you felt, provided that it wouldn't harm you or the baby. While you were still very aware of being watched, the sensations became gradually impossible to ignore.

Three more hours went by and you'd shed the gown, sitting upright in the bed with your back supported by pillows. With one hand you cradled your belly, now visually comparable to a full term pregnancy, while your other was nestled between your spread legs, slick sounds hanging in the air as you sunk two fingers into yourself. Your thumb pressed and circled your swollen clit as you worked to bring yourself to yet another orgasm, having lost count of which one this was.

This one felt like it was going to be different, although you were too lost in the pleasure to voice this to them. Instead your fingers worked faster, your hips lifting as much as they could, and with a cry you finally felt the pressure come to a head as you came hard. An unfamiliar sensation washed over you, and your cheeks flushed as you felt a torrent of fluid gush out of you.

Panting softly you reached down to inspect it, finding your fingers coated with a slightly viscous violet liquid, what you assumed was your 'water'. It had definitely caught your off guard, considering you hadn't been experiencing conventional contractions. Gradually you realized that it was the intensifying pleasure that was leading up to your advancing labor, not pain.

Your heart raced as both you and the scientists realized that this was progressing much faster than they'd estimated; if things continued at this rate then you'd have experienced a full pregnancy and birth in under 24 hours. Before you could think about it any more you felt the odd pressure of your belly shifting, dropping as your alien baby began its descent.

Leaning back against your pillows you spread your legs wider, giving a clear view of the flushed lips of your cunt as you moaned through another pleasureful contraction. All shyness was fully out the window now, and you could think of nothing but just how wonderful it felt to give birth, the hormones doing their job perfectly. It wasn't long before you felt the urge to push, and you gave in without hesitation, the resulting orgasm making you squirt even more of the syrupy amniotic fluid.

In the adjacent room both groups of scientists were dutifully noting everything, some of them doing their best to ignore how much the sight and sound of your birthing was arousing them. This became more difficult as they watched you beginning to crown, the swollen lips of your cunt gradually stretching to accommodate a much larger head than it would with a human baby. Surely the aphrodisiac hormones was the aliens evolving an incentive for reproducing; one is more likely to want to give birth if it feels good, after all.

Back in the observation room you were panting heavily, voice hoarse from cumming so many times over the course of the day. You obeyed your body's urges and bore down hard, fluid leaking steadily out of you as you successfully pushed out the head. The overstimulation had you mewling desperately, and as good as this felt you were ready for it to come to an end. The hardest part was done, though, and a few more good pushes had the rest of the experiment slipping free from you.

A pair of scientists in protective gear swiftly entered, retrieving the baby before you could even ask about it. A twinge of sadness tugged at your heart, but you soon let it go. After all, now that the experiment was more or less successful, you suspected you'd have the chance to do this many more times.