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Princess Kate
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Figured I'd share a big fantasy of mine(no, it's not real ), hopefully it's not too taboo for anyone. ^^; I may turn this into a full story, so this is kind of abridged.
I picture myself married to a caring man, but he's a total loser/dweeb and doesn't know how to satisfy me. Deep down inside I'm pretty dirty with my sexuality, but my wasted affections kept me from enjoying it. After a night of disappointing sex and him failing for the fifth time to make me pregnant(He wanted three kids, but I didn't want them to be ANYTHING like), I decide to take matters into my own hands, get what I want, and show him who is in charge.
Before we we're married, I had a penchant for black men, and that hasn't changed much. I decided it was ttime to reward myself for putting up with a loser husband for three years. I went to him and confronted him.
"If you want three kids, you're gonna get them on my terms. Your sperm isn't good enough for me, I need black sperm."
He protests like a wimp, but I just shut down each request, letting him know that I'll do it my way whether he likes it or not. Being the spineless guy he is, he accepts. For all I know, it turns him on. I spend the next two weeks finding black men online who are down for a NSA breeding, assuring them it's legit. I rent a room at a swingers club. They arrive, and immediately wonder who the chump sitting in the corner is.
"Oh, thats just my husband, forget about him."
After introductions and dirty talk, we get right to it. All four of them have the big, black cocks I've always wanted. At least eight inches and damn thick. My husbands is only 5 inches and as thick as a garden hose. I lay on the bed for the first one, and he plants a deep, passionate kiss on me, and I close my eyes as his tounge flays mine. I yelp and scream as he stick his cock inside of me, as my pussy is small and untrained for a cock that size.
After some very violent fucking, he finally cums inside of me, and I stare over to my husband, cringing in delight at the feeling of this mans cum flowing into my womb, which I graciously adorned with fertility pills days before, leaving me with three eggs waiting to be bred. Several hours later, the men finish, and I'm left on the bed naked. My pussy if sopping wet and full of ounces upon ounces of black cum. My husband just looks at me pitifully, and I cant stand it. I turn to him, display my, slimy, glistening pussy, inviting him.
"Though you're a disappointment to my body, you're still the man I love, so I will give you ONE chance to give me your baby. Better take it."
He leaps at me, takes off his pants, and fucks me desperately. I lay back, completely disinterested, grinning at the ceiling as I know I'm going to get the babies I want. Big, healthy black ones.
Five months later, my belly is swollen. I know deep in my heart my three kids will be black, by my husband still clings on to his hope. I taunt him repeatedly, sometimes walking around the house topless with the words "BLACK BRED" written on my belly with lipstick.
"Hon, just give it up. You and I both know these kids are going to be black. Your sperm just doesn't cut it."
This goes on till my final weeks of pregnancy. As I sit in the delivery room, he looks in anticipation in hope. After a few hours, he slumps in the hospital room chair, completely devastated, as he had to watch me push out three healthy, black boys.
I'll do this in more detail in the future, but it's something I wanted to share.
Last edited by Princess Kate; Today at 01:28 AM.
I picture myself married to a caring man, but he's a total loser/dweeb and doesn't know how to satisfy me. Deep down inside I'm pretty dirty with my sexuality, but my wasted affections kept me from enjoying it. After a night of disappointing sex and him failing for the fifth time to make me pregnant(He wanted three kids, but I didn't want them to be ANYTHING like), I decide to take matters into my own hands, get what I want, and show him who is in charge.
Before we we're married, I had a penchant for black men, and that hasn't changed much. I decided it was ttime to reward myself for putting up with a loser husband for three years. I went to him and confronted him.
"If you want three kids, you're gonna get them on my terms. Your sperm isn't good enough for me, I need black sperm."
He protests like a wimp, but I just shut down each request, letting him know that I'll do it my way whether he likes it or not. Being the spineless guy he is, he accepts. For all I know, it turns him on. I spend the next two weeks finding black men online who are down for a NSA breeding, assuring them it's legit. I rent a room at a swingers club. They arrive, and immediately wonder who the chump sitting in the corner is.
"Oh, thats just my husband, forget about him."
After introductions and dirty talk, we get right to it. All four of them have the big, black cocks I've always wanted. At least eight inches and damn thick. My husbands is only 5 inches and as thick as a garden hose. I lay on the bed for the first one, and he plants a deep, passionate kiss on me, and I close my eyes as his tounge flays mine. I yelp and scream as he stick his cock inside of me, as my pussy is small and untrained for a cock that size.
After some very violent fucking, he finally cums inside of me, and I stare over to my husband, cringing in delight at the feeling of this mans cum flowing into my womb, which I graciously adorned with fertility pills days before, leaving me with three eggs waiting to be bred. Several hours later, the men finish, and I'm left on the bed naked. My pussy if sopping wet and full of ounces upon ounces of black cum. My husband just looks at me pitifully, and I cant stand it. I turn to him, display my, slimy, glistening pussy, inviting him.
"Though you're a disappointment to my body, you're still the man I love, so I will give you ONE chance to give me your baby. Better take it."
He leaps at me, takes off his pants, and fucks me desperately. I lay back, completely disinterested, grinning at the ceiling as I know I'm going to get the babies I want. Big, healthy black ones.
Five months later, my belly is swollen. I know deep in my heart my three kids will be black, by my husband still clings on to his hope. I taunt him repeatedly, sometimes walking around the house topless with the words "BLACK BRED" written on my belly with lipstick.
"Hon, just give it up. You and I both know these kids are going to be black. Your sperm just doesn't cut it."
This goes on till my final weeks of pregnancy. As I sit in the delivery room, he looks in anticipation in hope. After a few hours, he slumps in the hospital room chair, completely devastated, as he had to watch me push out three healthy, black boys.
I'll do this in more detail in the future, but it's something I wanted to share.
Last edited by Princess Kate; Today at 01:28 AM.
