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Chapter 34 by magictcg magictcg

How do you honor her thoughts?

Give her exactly what she needs

As Jamie stands before you in nothing but her thigh-high white stockings, you feel a surge of dominance course through you. The sight of her naked body ignites something primal in your core. You approach her slowly, circling like a predator sizing up its prey.

"On the bed," you command, your voice low and authoritative. "On your back, legs spread."

She complies immediately, crawling onto your mattress with deliberate movements. Her blonde hair fans out across your pillow as she positions herself as instructed, her thighs parting to reveal her still-glistening pussy.

"Do you know what happens to good little submissives?" you ask, removing your shirt while maintaining eye contact. "They get rewarded with what they secretly crave."

"And what do I crave?" Jamie whispers, her chest rising and falling rapidly with each breath.

"To be bred," you state matter-of-factly as you step out of your pants. "To have that tight little pussy pumped full of cum until it takes."

Jamie's breath catches, her pupils dilating at your words. You climb onto the bed, positioning yourself between her spread legs without touching her yet.

"You know, birth control isn't 100% effective," you murmur, running your hands up her inner thighs. "What if yours failed? What if tonight is the night?"

"Oh god," she gasps, her hips lifting slightly toward you.

"All it takes is one determined little swimmer," you continue, your fingertips now tracing the outer lips of her pussy. "Just one to find that egg. To fertilize it. To plant my baby deep inside you."

Jamie moans, her hands gripping the sheets. "Tyler..."

"My cum would be so potent inside you right now," you tell her, your cock hovering just inches from her entrance. "All those little soldiers on a mission, swimming upstream, hunting for that unprotected egg."

You press just the tip of your cock against her opening, not entering yet. "Is that what you want? To feel me shoot so deep inside you that there's no chance of escape? To feel my seed taking root?"

"Yes," she admits, her voice barely audible. "God help me, yes."

With one powerful thrust, you bury yourself to the hilt inside her. Jamie cries out, her back arching off the bed as her pussy stretches to accommodate you.

"Look at how perfectly you take me," you growl, establishing a steady rhythm. "Like your body was designed for this exact purpose."

You grab her wrists, pinning them above her head as you increase your pace. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills your bedroom as you pound into her without restraint.

"Every thrust pushes my cum deeper," you narrate, watching her eyes glaze with pleasure. "Every drop increases the chance. Can you feel it, Jamie? Can you feel yourself becoming a vessel for my child?"

"Yes!" she cries out, her pussy clenching around you. "Fill me up! Make me pregnant!"

You release one of her wrists to grip her hip, angling her pelvis upward to hit even deeper. "When I cum inside you, I want you to imagine it happening—my sperm finding your egg, fertilizing it, your body creating our baby."

Jamie's free hand clutches at your back, her nails digging into your skin as her pleasure builds. "Don't stop," she begs. "Please don't stop."

"I'm going to fill you so full," you promise, feeling your own climax approaching. "So full that it'll be dripping out of you for days. But most of it will stay right where it belongs—deep inside, doing its job."

With those words, Jamie shatters beneath you, her orgasm ripping through her body with such **** that she screams your name. Her pussy contracts rhythmically around your shaft, milking you toward your own release.

You drive yourself as deep as possible and let go, erupting inside her with pulse after pulse of hot cum. You groan against her neck, your hips jerking involuntarily as you empty yourself completely.

"That's it," you murmur against her ear as you both come down from your high. "Let it soak in. Let it find its target."

Jamie trembles beneath you, her eyes closed and lips parted in blissful surrender. The fantasy has consumed her completely, just as you intended.

What does the morning bring?

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