The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. All characters are at least eighteen. This is the conclusion to Gabrielle's trilogy. I highly recommend reading parts one and two first. Nice or constructive comments are very much appreciated. Rude comments are just mean and will be deleted. Enjoy the fantasy. -xoxo Daphne
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He had always taken care of me. When I was in high school, he was my dance instructor. While in college, he became a close friend. Over the past year, as I was finishing my veterinary medicine degree, we started fucking each other...a lot.
It began at a modeling session when he took advantage of me while I was unable to move. He used me, stripped me, and fucked me out of my mind. I should have been furious that he took me without my permission. As it was happening though, I discovered just how horny it made me to lose control of my body to him. I found that I actually wanted my former instructor to do whatever he pleased with me.
Since that day, he has fucked me in so many ways, in every position, and in every perverted sexual scenario his mind could imagine. Each time was more creative...and more intense than the last.
Most recently, he had me taking hormone medication to turn my full, gravity-defying breasts into large, milk-producing tits. I was locked into a metal rack while he attached industrial teat cups to my very erect nipples and milked them while torturing my pussy with a powerful vibrator. He had me absolutely begging to be fucked. When I felt his large hard cock spread the walls of my pussy and tunnel deep into my cunt, I knew that I wanted to give him everything of mine.
I wanted to give him complete ownership of my body.
I wanted him to impregnate me.
After he released me from my restraints, having just been milked and fucked at the same time, I told him what I wanted him to do to me. I confessed that I wanted him to get me pregnant.
His reaction was cautious, but very loving.
"Are you sure, Gabs?"
"I've never been more sure of anything," I gently put my arms on his shoulders, my blue eyes welling up as I bared my soul to him.
"I want you to own my body completely. I want my pussy to always be yours to tease, torture, fuck, and impregnate whenever you wish. I want you to put a baby inside me with your massive cock. I need to feel your liquid firing into me knowing that you are inseminating my pussy...fertilizing me...breeding me."
He listened, taking in what I was asking him to do. I held my breath, hoping I hadn't said too much.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, he nodded.
"Yes."
"Really?" I flashed him a cute smile with my adorable dimples that he loves so much.
"I love you, Gabs," his words were like sunshine to me, "and I want to get you pregnant."
I couldn't contain myself.
"Thank you!" I hugged him excitedly, "oh thank you so much!"
"Well, if we're going to do this," he said, coming out of our hug, "we need to make it really special."
I tilted my head to the side and smiled.
"What did you have in mind?"
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I loved the beach, and would go there as often as I could. It was one of my absolute favorite places to relax and enjoy myself. He knew this, so he booked an entire week at a small beach house on a private part of the coast. Purposely, he picked the week of the month in which I would be the most fertile...and easiest to impregnate.
We settled into our little house and just enjoyed being together for the first few days, purposely abstaining from any fucking so he could build up his supply of liquid with which he was going to inseminate me. We snuggled, took long walks, had romantic dinners, and said loving things to each other. It was everything a girl could ask for.
On the fourth day, in the late afternoon, the two of us were walking along the beach watching the sky as the sun was going down. I was wearing a new bikini I had gotten for the trip. The red strapless top held my gravity-defying breasts perfectly. The white and red striped bottoms had little strings that tied on my hips. It gripped my pussy beautifully and fit my rear so well that even the curves between my ass cheeks were outlined. I knew I was driving him insane wearing it.
"Hey, Gabs," he stopped walking, "let's take a picture of you jumping with the ocean and sky behind you."
"Okay," I said walking a few steps away, "ready?"
He held up his phone and nodded.
I jumped into the air as he snapped a picture trying to catch me in mid-jump. He took several pictures, enjoying watching me jumping over and over while wearing that tight fitting bikini. My breasts would bounce hypnotically each time I landed, and he made no secret of looking me over with his gorgeous penetrating eyes. In his mind, we were fucking already.
After we had gotten several shots, I stood next to him with my hands on my hips looking over the pictures in the camera.
"Oh gawd," I put my hand to my forehead, "I look so silly."
"Nah, you're adorable," he said to me, "and that bikini looks amazing on you."
"Is that why you wanted the picture?" I smiled playfully.
"Well, I also wanted to preserve this moment," he replied, "after all, that will be the last picture of you taken before being impregnated."
I looked up at him with my big blue eyes.
"You mean...now?"
He nodded, putting his towel down on the sand, "I'm going to get you pregnant, right here."
I swallowed hard as my pussy flooded, knowing what he was about to do to me.
"But," I looked around carefully, "we're outside..."
He nodded.
"On a private beach with nobody around for miles. The ocean, the sky, the gentle breeze, it's perfect. Imagine how primal it will feel when I strip that bikini off your amazing body, spread your legs wide, and pump my liquid into your fertile pussy while you scream at the ocean...as loud as you want."
"Ohgawd..." I whispered partly to myself, "this is really going to happen, isn't it?"
"Yes," he answered, "I'm going to fuck your unprotected, fertile pussy, and impregnate you...right now."
He placed his hands gently on my bare shoulders and pushed downward. I understood his wishes and got down on my knees in front of him, my steamy blue eyes locked on his. My hand, almost subconsciously, slipped down the front of my bikini bottoms and began stroking my clitoris in tiny little circles.
"Gabs," he whispered, kneeling with me and placing his soft hands on my hips, "I want nothing more in this world than to fuck this pussy."
I trembled in anticipation as I felt him gently tugging the bikini strings on my hips.
"I want to own you completely."
"Yes! Please yes!" I thought to myself as I felt the strings give and my bikini bottoms disappear.
"I want to possess and control your gorgeous body."
