MAKE ME PREGNANT

“I want you to make me pregnant.” The words spilled from my lips, before I could even grasp the weight of my decision. I barely knew him, yet here I was, entrusting him with the most intimate decision of my life. My heart pounds against my chest. I had rehearsed this moment countless times in my mind, but now that it is real, it feels like I want to pull back and run away as far as I can. It took me a long time to muster this courage, but everything wavered in just a second. I need to get pregnant. I need to have a baby. Only then will my family stop pestering me. I will prove to them that I am completely over my ex. His eyebrows shot up in disbelief. “What?” “I want you to impregnate me,” I repeated. I tried hard to make my voice sound as firm as possible. I pushed past him, entering the spacious VIP room that felt worlds away from our usual haunts. “Are you serious?” His tone was laced with disbelief as he shut the door behind him, turning to face me. I know he’s tipsy, and he’s just trying to hold his sanity. I looked him straight in the eye, determined to stick to my choice. “I said it, didn't I? Don't worry, I'm not asking for any commitment. I just believe that your genes would create beautiful children for me.” His confusion only deepened, and I could see the skepticism etched into his features. But I couldn't back down now. “I need this,” I pleaded, my voice softening as I tried to appeal to his sense of compassion. “I need your sperm. Please, I'm begging you.” I took a step closer, but he held his ground, his expression a mixture of disbelief and wariness. My heart sank, realizing the enormity of what I had asked. But deep down, I knew I had to be brave enough to pursue what I truly desired, even if it meant risking rejection. What made me ask such a big thing from someone I barely knew? But even with all the doubts, I felt this strong urge pushing me to keep going, no matter how hard it seemed. I guess I had drank enough to muster this courage. I sighed and closed my eyes, then without hesitation, I kissed him. I opened my eyes when I felt he wasn't responding to my kiss, and his mouth remained closed. Stubborn! This guy is so fussy. He should be grateful because he's just perfect to father my babies. I closed my eyes again, biting my lip as I teased my tongue into his mouth, and I nailed it. Wow, his saliva tastes like cherry. Is that normal? It's been ages since I kissed someone, so it's kinda exciting. I couldn't help but grin when I felt his hardness pressing against my stomach. I pressed myself closer to him, feeling the thrill. I'm still a virgin, but I stumbled upon a naughty video once. I swear it was an accident, I don't usually watch that kind of stuff. I felt his hands on my shoulders, pushing me away from him. I stared into his intense eyes, but instead of feeling scared, I just got annoyed because I was left hanging. I'm getting all heated up, man. “Damn, woman. You're driving me crazy,” he muttered, and I was surprised when he tore my dress, exposing my bra. He laid me down on the sofa and immediately spread my legs. “Ahhh!” I cried out as I felt him slowly massaging me down there. “Damn it. I'll make you pregnant,” he softly whispered, and then I felt his tongue licking the side of my ear.