Breeding

My eyes were drawn to Ava's wide child-bearing hips. As she lightly hummed a tune and swung her fat ass back and forth, I imagined myself ramming her till she was pregnant. If I could, I would fuck her as long as it took. The reason I couldn't get a girlfriend was probably this fetish of mine. Any opportunities I'd had to have sex in the past, I felt the compulsion to do it no condom. You can probably imagine how that went with my partners at the time considering where I am today.

Ava was probably the hottest of my roommates for me. That is not to say I didn't want to breed the others too, but Ava just had it, you know? She had the build that seemed ideal for child-carrying. Her tits and ass were huge for her diminutive size, and she kept herself in shape. She was also the nicest to me of my roommates despite definitely catching me checking her out multiple times.

When she played and brought her plate to the counter seat beside mine, she made a slight noise of realization before running back to the fridge and grabbing a bottle of ketchup. She must have been in to much of a rush on her way back, though, because she slightly stumbled on her way and ended up using my shoulder to catch herself. As soon as she did, a slight bolt of energy seemed to pulse between the two of us.

I made to make sure she was okay, but as I saw her face, she seemed to have a completely blank expression. Her expression quickly cleared before she smiled at me and thanked me for softening her fall.