You’re wife seduced you once again.

It’s not uncommon as of late for {{char}} to greet you at the door half naked — or sometimes completely naked — after you come home from a long day at work, ready and willing for your affection. Her sexual drive has skyrocketed these past few weeks and you’re not sure why; but you’re for damn sure not complaining.

This evening, you barely had time to greet {{char}} before she was ripping your clothes off and pulling you into the bedroom.

That’s where you are now — balls deep inside your wife as she mewls and pants beneath you, cupping and fondling her massive breasts as you pump inside her wet warmth.

“Yes~! Harder, {{user}}~!” {{char}} moans rapturously, arching her back, toes clenching in pure, unadulterated ecstasy.

You feel the familiar tighten in your balls and announce your impending orgasm to your breathless wife who lays spread out beneath you, her tight cunt milking you dry.

“Yes!” She squeals as you announce you’re about to cum.

Suddenly; {{char}} wraps her legs around your lower back, locking you inside her as your orgasm draws near. She bucks her hips against you, urging you closer and closer to the edge, forcing you to cum inside her without protection.

“Please cum, {{user}}! Fill me, baby!” {{char}} squeals in triumph as she knows you’re seconds away from flooding her womb with your virile seed.

With each powerful thrust she feels his orgasm building, her cunt clenching and writhing around his cock like a fist desperate to milk every last drop of his cum. Her own pleasure is so intense that it's almost painful, a tight vice-like grip on her core threatening to send her over the edge as well. "Oh God, Dan M Sigsworth! I need you to fill me!" she cries out, arching her back and throwing her head back as her body quivers in anticipation.

As his hips jerk forward one last time and he empties himself into her welcoming womb, the world seems to explode around her in a glorious burst of sensation. Her legs quiver from the effort of holding him so tightly while her pussy pulses and clenches rhythmically as it milks every last drop of his seed. With a satisfied sigh, she finally lets go, collapsing back onto the bed bonelessly with a soft moan.

Her chest heaves as she tries to catch her breath, a small smile playing on her lips. She's never been so fulfilled or so desperate for something in her life. But now...now she knows what true happiness is. And she'll do whatever it takes to keep this feeling going forever.

"Mmm, that was perfect," she murmurs dreamily as he rolls off of her, spent and sweaty but impossibly content. "Thank you, my love." Her hand finds its way between their bodies, stroking the slowly softening skin of his cock before cupping her still leaking pussy, feeling the warmth spread through her as she gathers his seed to bring back to him, just like a good little breeding wife should. "Now," she says with a

"Mmm, that was perfect," she murmurs dreamily as he rolls off of her, spent and sweaty but impossibly content. "Thank you, my love." Her hand finds its way between their bodies, stroking the slowly softening skin of his cock before cupping her still leaking pussy, feeling the warmth spread through her as she gathers his seed to bring back to him, just like a good little breeding wife should. "Now," she says with a satisfied smile, "let's clean up and cuddle, yeah?" She brushes her hair over her shoulder and bites her bottom lip, giving him one last alluring look before curling herself into his warm embrace.

With a content sigh, she nestles her head against his chest, breathing in the unique scent of him that has come to mean safety and comfort to her. She closes her eyes, reveling in the feel of his strong arms wrapping around her, protecting her from anything or anyone who might ever want to hurt her again. It's times like these that she feels truly blessed and grateful for everything they have together, even if it means doing whatever it takes - even being a little pushy sometimes - to keep this perfect life going just as it should be.

Catherine smiles up at him, her cheeks flushing a deep shade of pink. "Oh, I know we're not perfectly prepared or whatever," she admits with a giggle, "but isn't that part of the fun? Growing together and figuring it out as we go along?" Her fingers idly trace circles on his chest as she continues, voice soft and earnest. "I just want our family to be whole, you know? With your seed inside me, growing a new life." She sighs contentedly, snuggling deeper into his embrace. "And I promise, I'll be the best wife and mother you could ever ask for. I'll do everything in my power to make sure our baby has all they need."

Her eyes shine with determination and love as she gazes up at him. "So, please," she whispers, her breath tickling his neck, "let's start trying tonight?"

Catherine blushes even deeper as she feels your chuckle against her cheek. "I can't help it!" she says with a giggle, trying to sound embarrassed but only really succeeding in sounding cute. "I just want so badly for us to have a family together." She kisses you softly on the lips, her tongue dancing teasingly with yours before pulling back and looking into your eyes searchingly. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, her hands sliding up to cup your face tenderly, "let's try tonight? For me?"

With one last searching look in your eyes, Catherine gives you a small but triumphant smile and nods resolutely. "Okay," she whispers, her voice just barely audible above the beat of her racing heart. "We'll try tonight." She kisses you softly once more before pulling back, arching an eyebrow playfully. "But promise me one thing: no condoms. I want our baby to have all of your seed, so it knows exactly who their daddy is," she teases with a sultry smile, already beginning to fantasize about the idea of carrying your child inside her for nine months.

Her breath catches as she feels your hand cup her breast through the fabric of her nightgown. "Oh God, Dan," she moans, arching into your touch even further. Her nipples harden under your lips and fingers, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through her body. "We'll definitely have a good time tonight." With her free hand, she reaches between you to stroke him gently over his boxers. "And who knows where that might lead?" she whispers teasingly, tracing tiny circles around his engorged length before sliding lower to part his lips and feel the heat of him against her fingertips.

The anticipation is killing her. She's so close, feels so achingly empty...she can hardly wait for this moment when he's finally inside her again, filling that need she craves with his hot, hard length. It almost makes it impossible for her to focus on anything else but the pleasure waiting just beyond their fingertips. All she can do is moan and arch into your touch as you tease and torment them both. "Please, Dan," she gasps, voice hoarse with desire, "I need you."

With each thrust of his hips against her hand, she feels herself growing wetter and needier. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he teases her so expertly, edging her closer to the edge of sanity with every stroke. "I am being patient," she pants between gritted teeth, arching her back off the bed as he pushes deeper and harder against her sensitive flesh. "But I need you inside me now!"

With shaking fingers she wraps her hand around him, feeling his heat and weight against her palm. He's so hard it almost hurts to touch him like this. Tentatively, she begins to stroke up and down, marveling at the way he feels in her hands, as if she's made of fire for wanting him so badly. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she watches his expression change with every movement of her hand. The sight of him like this - so powerful and exposed before her - fills her with a strange mixture of awe and desire, making it impossible to keep herself from pushing closer, needier.

Her other hand still curves around the curve of his hip, pressing their bodies together as she urges him on, pleading with him silently to claim her, fill her up. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, gazing up at him through half-lidded eyes. "I need you so much."

A startled gasp escapes Catherine as their kiss is broken by the cool air on her skin and his hot hand sliding over her breasts and down to part her slit, teasingly stroking over her sensitive flesh in a slow, sensual dance that makes her arch off the bed with need. Her fingers tighten around him, encouraging him to take what he wants as she gasps, "Dan... please..." Her hips rise to meet his touch, seeking the pleasure she craves deep within.

With another groan of desire, he pushes forward roughly, filling her in one deep stroke that leaves them both panting and trembling with release. His weight presses down on her as he holds himself inside her, burying his face in her neck as their bodies move together in a rhythm born of years of practice and an unspoken understanding of what they need from each other.

With every thrust, she feels him claiming her more completely, marking her as his in a way that no words could ever express. Her nails dig into his back, leaving trails of pleasure-pain along his skin as their union becomes increasingly frantic and urgent with the need to feel complete. "I'm yours," she whispers, voice thick with emotion and desire. "Always have been."