Male, 30s, reposts, captions as inspiration strikes me. Into pregnant women and women getting pregnant and pretty much every part of the process, some wincest, too. None of the pictures belong to me, unless watermarked as such.
Open to pregnancy and breeding related chat. Session Id: 05eb4ac898b3c91fbbba0a2dbc80ff8c2c372f35403239d450bc0be7d3abebb03b
The lights flashed and the garage door began to open. We all froze, like deer in the headlights. The girls began scrambling for their clothes. My youngest pulled off of me and a gush of seed ran out of her, down her leg and onto mine. I'd half expected it to making a wet sucking sound, like a big slurp in a cartoon or something, but just like that she was off. My cock was still rock hard and leaking cum, though the spasming had stopped
My girls scampered off back to their room like little rabbits, both of them with more or less of my sperm swimming around between their legs. I rolled off the bed, quickly policed the room and got back in the shower to rinse off the afterglow with a nice cold shower.
When I got out, again clad in my towel, my wife was waiting her turn for the shower. As usual she didn't seem interested in any amorous activities and so we just fell asleep after some desultory conversation. She had the weekend off and for a few days, besides a few furtive looks from the girls, things returned to normal.
When Monday morning rolled around and I turned on my phone again, I was inundated with pictures of my younger daughter's seeded pussy with messages saying "look what you did, lol" and "Daddy makes such a mess." Then came the pictures of them fingers deep in her birth canal, scooping and slurping like it was a magical elixir. And then, just to remind me that they literally had me by the balls, they sent me a picture of her with her makeup running, red and puffy faced from crying, with my seed leaking down her legs: "look what my daddy did to me, should I go to the police?" And that was the end of the discussion.
When they got home from school that next Monday, everything again seemed back to normal, except for the sly looks they kept sneaking at me. They went to their room and left me alone for a while. Later that night the older came down and sat down next to me on the couch. She was wearing an overlarge flannel pajama shirt, but I could see that she wasn't wearing any underwear when she folded her legs as she sat down. Without a word her hand snaked down my shorts to grip my cock. I started to protest but she shushed me, showing that her phone had 911 ready to dial. It was too late anyway, I was already growing into her small hands. She told me that it was her turn to get my cream, since her sister got it this weekend.
I tried to demur, to tell her that daddies and daughters weren't supposed to do this, that it wasn't healthy. She just smiled at me, as she stroked my cock with long, slow strokes. I couldn't help it, my eyes darted between her legs, I could smell her arousal. I sighed, my resistance fading, and asked if she was on birth control as I started to wiggle out of my shorts. She told me that it was alright and not to worry about it as she swung her legs over to straddle me, face to face.
She started slow and as I felt my cock fill my little girl up, my feelings swirled in my head. My little girl, that I had been there for since she was born and loved more than life itself was now a woman grown, beautiful and dangerous as she rose and fell, her muscles flexing as she impaled herself on the tool of her own creation. Something broke in me.
I slid my hands up her lithe body and pulled her shirt off over her head. I pulled her to me, crushing her lips against mine as she continued to grind. I grabbed her breasts, high and firm, and latched onto one of her nipples while I pinched the other with my thumb. She groaned as I switched between sucking, tickling and pinching. I felt her flex around my cock as she was rocked by orgasmic pleasure.
She collapsed against me as she gasped for breath, but the switch had been flipped, my hormones were in control now. I flipped her onto her back and began sawing in and out of her. We were leaking all over the couch cushions, but I only had eyes for the tight little slit between my daughter's legs. The familiar tingle came and this time I embraced it. I buried my cock into her as deeply as I could, feeling like I was trying to crawl further up into her pussy, my balls let go, propelling seed into my daughter's womb and leaking out onto her crotch and the couch in a sticky, musky mess.
I laid on top of her for a few minutes catching my breath and giving her gentle kisses. Feeling my erection start to fade, I stood up, sliding out of her and letting another gush of cum run out onto the couch cushions, I told her to get cleaned up for bed, she had school tomorrow and I left her there a sweaty, quivering, sperm-filled mess.
The Plan - Phase 5
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The lights flashed and the garage door began to open. We all froze, like deer in the headlights. The girls began scrambling for their clothes. My youngest pulled off of me and a gush of seed ran out of her, down her leg and onto mine. I'd half expected it to making a wet sucking sound, like a big slurp in a cartoon or something, but just like that she was off. My cock was still rock hard and leaking cum, though the spasming had stopped
My girls scampered off back to their room like little rabbits, both of them with more or less of my sperm swimming around between their legs. I rolled off the bed, quickly policed the room and got back in the shower to rinse off the afterglow with a nice cold shower.
When I got out, again clad in my towel, my wife was waiting her turn for the shower. As usual she didn't seem interested in any amorous activities and so we just fell asleep after some desultory conversation. She had the weekend off and for a few days, besides a few furtive looks from the girls, things returned to normal.
When Monday morning rolled around and I turned on my phone again, I was inundated with pictures of my younger daughter's seeded pussy with messages saying "look what you did, lol" and "Daddy makes such a mess." Then came the pictures of them fingers deep in her birth canal, scooping and slurping like it was a magical elixir. And then, just to remind me that they literally had me by the balls, they sent me a picture of her with her makeup running, red and puffy faced from crying, with my seed leaking down her legs: "look what my daddy did to me, should I go to the police?" And that was the end of the discussion.
When they got home from school that next Monday, everything again seemed back to normal, except for the sly looks they kept sneaking at me. They went to their room and left me alone for a while. Later that night the older came down and sat down next to me on the couch. She was wearing an overlarge flannel pajama shirt, but I could see that she wasn't wearing any underwear when she folded her legs as she sat down. Without a word her hand snaked down my shorts to grip my cock. I started to protest but she shushed me, showing that her phone had 911 ready to dial. It was too late anyway, I was already growing into her small hands. She told me that it was her turn to get my cream, since her sister got it this weekend.
I tried to demur, to tell her that daddies and daughters weren't supposed to do this, that it wasn't healthy. She just smiled at me, as she stroked my cock with long, slow strokes. I couldn't help it, my eyes darted between her legs, I could smell her arousal. I sighed, my resistance fading, and asked if she was on birth control as I started to wiggle out of my shorts. She told me that it was alright and not to worry about it as she swung her legs over to straddle me, face to face.
She started slow and as I felt my cock fill my little girl up, my feelings swirled in my head. My little girl, that I had been there for since she was born and loved more than life itself was now a woman grown, beautiful and dangerous as she rose and fell, her muscles flexing as she impaled herself on the tool of her own creation. Something broke in me.
I slid my hands up her lithe body and pulled her shirt off over her head. I pulled her to me, crushing her lips against mine as she continued to grind. I grabbed her breasts, high and firm, and latched onto one of her nipples while I pinched the other with my thumb. She groaned as I switched between sucking, tickling and pinching. I felt her flex around my cock as she was rocked by orgasmic pleasure.
She collapsed against me as she gasped for breath, but the switch had been flipped, my hormones were in control now. I flipped her onto her back and began sawing in and out of her. We were leaking all over the couch cushions, but I only had eyes for the tight little slit between my daughter's legs. The familiar tingle came and this time I embraced it. I buried my cock into her as deeply as I could, feeling like I was trying to crawl further up into her pussy, my balls let go, propelling seed into my daughter's womb and leaking out onto her crotch and the couch in a sticky, musky mess.
I laid on top of her for a few minutes catching my breath and giving her gentle kisses. Feeling my erection start to fade, I stood up, sliding out of her and letting another gush of cum run out onto the couch cushions, I told her to get cleaned up for bed, she had school tomorrow and I left her there a sweaty, quivering, sperm-filled mess.
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