Breeding Fetish Phone Sex – Put a Baby in Rhiannon’s Belly Part 1

Why, hello there, my kinky friend! If you didn’t know, I have quite the thing for breeding fetish phone sex, and sometimes it sneaks in all over the place. For example, I may be thinking of riding your face and grinding my clit against your upper lip, but end up thinking about your cock deep inside of me, getting me knocked up. It’s so funny how that happens! So if breeding fetish phone sex is your thing, you’re going to absolutely love this blog, babe. 

 

Without a doubt, I’m fertile today and for the next few upcoming days. How do I know? Well, I can feel it and I can count. Also, I’m so unbelievably horny that I’ve done nothing but play with my drenched little pussy for the afternoon. It was all I could do to hold me over until you got home from work. Lying in our bed, on my back, my thighs spread apart, I play with my clit, rubbing back and forth over the tender little nerve button. 

 

Every time my fingers caress my clit, I whine, wanting so much more – namely, your thick, hard, cock plunging within my depths. I want it to make a deposit of sticky baby batter. Once you told me that a woman’s orgasm evolved to make it easier to get pregnant, and I think of that as I imagine your sperm finding my egg and creating a life in my womb. 

 

When you get home from work I need you to breed me.

 

I need you to grab me by my hips, pull me to the edge of the bed, and stuff me full of that dick. Picturing this, I play with my clit faster and faster, bringing me to the brink of orgasm and then sending me into the warm wash of bliss that is cumming. Writhing in our bed, I cum again, loudly and with great vigor. 

 

After I’ve licked my fingers clean, I get out of our bed and stand in the mirror, staring at my flat stomach, wishing it would swell with a baby inside of me. Your thick sticky cum mixing with my egg and creating life. Mmmm. The very thought makes me shiver as my hand lovingly pats my stomach. When you get home, I need you to breed me. Feeling naughty, I reach for my phone, snap a naughty selfie and send it to you, with the caption, “Breed this bitch.” I hope it makes your cock twitch in your pants while you’re on your way home from work. 

 

Being your little breeding bitch is everything I could ever hope for and more.

 

Patiently, I wait for you on the couch, without a stitch of clothing on. I mean, by this point I know your schedule, and I can’t wait for my pussy to clamp around your dick and milk it, pulling that luscious baby batter into my cunt and into my awaiting womb. 

 

To be continued…

 

I hope you’re enjoying this breeding fetish phone sex fantasy, because I sure as fuck am. Don’t forget to come back to check out the conclusion, but if you can’t wait, check out my audio. They always have little extras that my blogs don’t.

 

Also, if breeding fantasies are your thing, you’ll probably like this blog as well.

 

Until next time.

 

XoXo,

Rhiannon

877-716-2084

 
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