Sweat flew through the air, and moans echoed around us. The car shook with each thrust, and everything between our crotches was a messy, sloppy mix of fluids. I put the seat back to its normal position, and she immediately wrapped her arms around my neck, locking her legs around my waist as her long golden hair whipped around.
I could feel her weight and the heat of her body pressed against mine, fueling my arousal. Driven by the intensity, I sped up, thrusting deeper into her hidden hole.
“Aaah, yesss~! Aaaah, M-Master… It feels so good…! AaaahnnnNnNn~!!!”
Gabrielle’s moans escaped her bitten lips, each cry of pleasure mingling with the obscene sounds of my rod plunging into her. Her hidden hole absorbed me greedily, the sensation amplified as her pussy tightened around my dick, the folds of flesh wrapping stickily around me. My rod’s throbbing intensified, trembling as the tip swelled, primed for ejaculation. My testicles tensed, coated in love juices, while the sharp, painful throb of pre-ejaculation signaled a torrent of semen ready to flood this masochistic professor’s womb.
“Fwaaaah!!! Aahh, aaaah, so rough… and deeppp, nhhhhhh!”
With every thrust, her long hair flew outwards, swept by an invisible wind, while her large breasts jiggled violently, as if they might burst free. Sweat streamed down her cleavage, and her perfectly flat, fit belly quivered slightly, betraying her nearing orgasm.
“Aaaah, haaa, haaaa… yesh~” she moaned, her tongue lolling out. “Your howt thing ish making me go numb inshide~!!! I’m going to… I’m going tooooooooooo!”
A desperate, unrestrained cry burst from her pink lips as she clung to me. Her large, supple breasts were smashed between us, their incredible softness pressing against my chest. I could feel her hard nipples rubbing and rolling against my skin.
“Aaaaah! I’m cwumming…! Cwummiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing~!”
At her declaration, I lost control. My dick throbbed uncontrollably, swelling thicker as a flood of cloudy liquid surged inside it. I held her tightly, consumed by the singular drive to pump her pussy full of my hot, throbbing semen.
My hips thrust faster, the wet sounds of penetration melding with the sharp slaps of flesh as I pounded into her tight pussy.
“Hyaaaah! I’m cumming…! I’m cummiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing~!!!”
Even while seated, Gabrielle’s hips writhed with intensity, her ass bouncing up and down as her pussy gripped my dick with crushing force.
The countless folds of her flesh reacted to her impending climax, wriggling deeper and tighter around me, creating a sensation of pleasurable numbness that tickled every inch of my throbbing rod.
As she came, I hammered my hips with a relentless force, thrusting so powerfully into her hidden hole that it felt like my hips might shatter. Each plunge sent shockwaves through her body, lifting her slightly as she clung to me. My dick throbbed with an almost unbearable pressure, the head swelling to the brink of bursting, as the numbing sensation of impending ejaculation coursed through me, the cloudy liquid surging up the entire length.
With one final, forceful thrust, I buried my dick to the base, releasing a thick, milky flood of cum deep inside her.
“Kyaaaaaaaaaah?! Aaaaaaaaaaaaah, hot stuff is filling me…! Even though you’ve cum so much earlier, there’s still so muchhhhhhhhhhhhh~ Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah…! M-Master… Masterrrrrrrrrrr~! Hhh!”
As the thick, milky cum filled her pussy, she let out a primal scream and clung to me desperately. She had been straddling me, but now she trembled like a frightened animal gripping a tree. Thick, slick love juices erupted noisily from her vagina as it clamped down painfully on my rod. Her intense grip felt unbelievably good.
Even as I came, the stimulation from her vaginal walls and the folds of flesh didn’t relent. I continued to pump my semen into her womb, my dick throbbing with each pulse inside her hot, squeezing pussy. I felt my fluids shooting and swirling around her inner folds. The entrance to her womb, touched by my tip, opened and closed rhythmically, greedily swallowing the thick, milky liquid.
“Nnn… haaaah! Hyaaaah… There’s so much… nhhhh!”
Her body convulsed as she spoke incoherently, clearly overwhelmed. But her orgasm wasn’t over yet. Her crushed, quivering breasts shook repeatedly, more aroused sweat cascading down her body, while her pussy continued to clamp and wriggle around my entire dick, trying to pull it in deeper.
In the aftermath of her intense pleasure, she lifted her hips, allowing my dick to slip out of her pussy. Semen flowed down from her entrance, dripping onto my shaft.
“Aaaah… So goooddd~…” she moaned. Then, as if her desire hadn’t waned, she leaned in and greedily slurped at my lips with an intense hunger. After a moment, she pulled back, her eyes glazed with erotic longing and arousal. “Master… I want more reward…” she purred, her hand sliding over her stomach and rubbing in a slow, suggestive motion.
“More reward? What is it?” I asked.
“We’ve explored so many things together and tried nearly everything, but there’s still one thing we haven’t done yet,” she said.
“Huh? What is it?”
We had pushed boundaries with everything: public humiliation, BDSM, exhibitionism, threesomes, non-penetrative sex, and even neglect play. We’d indulged in all of that. I was intrigued about what she wanted to add to our repertoire.
“I want to experience pregnancy sex with you,” she said, her cheeks flushed a deep, enticing red.
Pregnancy sex—that’s when a woman is carrying a child and a man has sex with her in that state.
“You want to have pregnancy sex?” I asked. “But you’re not even pregnant yet… Ah, I see. So that’s what you’re after.” I said with a smile.
I finally understood her request. Gabrielle wasn’t pregnant yet, so we couldn’t do pregnancy sex now. She wasn’t asking for it right away; what she really meant was…
“But are you sure? You’re still young—only twenty-four. Aren’t you a bit too young to be thinking about having a kid?” I asked, just to be sure.
Gabrielle was exceptionally talented. Currently a professor, she had once been a celebrated magic knight. Nowadays, she was making a significant income from her writing under the pseudonym Gabrielleon. Some of her works had even been adapted into theatrical productions. If she became pregnant now, she would be giving up a substantial amount of her achievements and experiences. I didn’t want to deprive her of that, which is why I had never considered impregnating any of my women.
“I wouldn’t be asking if I wasn’t absolutely sure,” she said, her voice heavy with determination. “So, Master, I want you to fill me with your cum until my stomach is swollen and create a child inside me.”
