r/BreedingExperience

The solar flare had hit twenty-two years ago. It wiped out the grid, fried electronics, and plunged the world into a new dark age. Richard had been ready. He’d converted an old Cold War nuclear silo into his bunker years before the collapse. Deep underground, self-sufficient with hydroponics, a well, and enough supplies to last a lifetime. He hadn’t seen another living soul in over a decade. Certainly no women.
Until today.
Scavenging the ruins of what looked like a raided survivor camp, Richard moved cautiously, rifle ready. Bodies lay scattered ambushed and stripped of anything useful. He poked through the wreckage and froze when he heard a faint groan under a collapsed tent. Pulling back the canvas, he found her.
She was young. Twenty at most. Long dark hair matted with dirt, a lean but softly curved body dressed in scavenged clothes. Alive. Unconscious, but breathing. His hands trembled as he lifted her. Twenty years. Twenty fucking years without the feel of warm female flesh.
He carried her back to the silo entrance, heart pounding with a hunger he’d almost forgotten.

Inside the dimly lit bunker, Richard laid her on his cot. His cock was already painfully hard as he stripped her slowly, savoring every inch. Her breasts were full and firm, nipples soft pink in the cool air. Her belly was flat, hips gently flared perfectly fertile. Between her thighs, her pussy looked untouched by the harsh world above, soft folds begging for use.
“Goddamn,” he muttered, voice rough. He ran calloused hands over her body, squeezing her tits, pinching her nipples until they hardened. His fingers slid between her legs, stroking her slit. She was dry at first, but he spat on his fingers and rubbed her clit in slow circles, groaning at how young and tight she felt.
She stirred.
Her eyes fluttered open just as he freed his thick, neglected cock. “Wha where am I?” Panic flashed across her face. “No… please don’t…”
Richard pinned her down easily, his heavier body covering hers. “Safe. You’re mine now.”
Elena fought hard scratching, kicking, screamingbut he was stronger. He forced her legs wide apart, his rough hands gripping her thighs. The head of his cock pressed against her entrance, hot and insistent. With one brutal thrust, he buried himself deep inside her, stretching her tight virgin pussy around his thick shaft. She cried out sharply at the sudden fullness, her walls clenching desperately around the invading cock.
“Oh god… it’s too big… I can’t…” she gasped, tears spilling down her cheeks. But even as she protested, her body responded to the relentless rhythm. Richard fucked her with deep, possessive strokes, his heavy balls slapping against her ass as he drove into her again and again. Each thrust nudged against her cervix, awakening something primal inside her.
He growled into her ear, “You’re going to take every inch, girl. This tight little cunt is going to milk my seed.”
Elena’s sobs slowly melted into shaky moans. The fear mixed with an unwanted heat building low in her belly. “I… I shouldn’t feel this… but it’s so deep,” she whimpered, her hips twitching involuntarily against his. The sensation of being completely overpowered, filled so completely after years of running and hiding, sent confusing sparks of pleasure through her. She hated how her body was beginning to crave it.
Richard’s pace grew frantic. He pinned her wrists above her head, pounding harder. “Gonna breed you. Fill this fertile womb until it takes.”
When he finally roared and erupted, flooding her with thick, hot ropes of cum, Elena shattered. Her pussy clenched rhythmically around him as an intense orgasm ripped through her. “Ahh yes… oh fuck, I’m coming…” she cried out, ashamed at how good it felt to be claimed so thoroughly.

Afterward, she lay curled on the cot, his cum leaking steadily from her swollen pussy. Richard sat beside her, stroking her hair almost tenderly.
“This is an old nuclear silo I converted before the flare,” he explained. “We’re fifty feet underground. Safe from raiders, radiation, everything. You’re not going anywhere. The world up there is death. Down here… you’re my wife now.”
She shook her head, tears streaming. “No. Please. I can’t”
“You have no choice,” he said firmly. “Whether you like it or not, you’re mine. I’m going to breed you. Fill you until your belly swells with my child. This is how we survive now.”
She refused at first. Days of silence, angry glares, weak attempts to fight. But he took her every night sometimes gently, sometimes pinning her down when she resisted. He fed her, kept her warm, protected her in ways the surface world never could.
Weeks turned into months. Her resistance cracked. One night, after he’d fucked her slow and deep his cock gliding in and out of her soaked pussy while his hands worshipped her breasts she whispered, “There’s really nothing out there, is there? No one left who could make me feel… safe like this.”
“Nothing worth going back to,” he replied, hand resting on her belly.
When her period never came and her belly began to swell with his child, something shifted in her. The fear remained, but a cautious safety replaced the terror. In this ruined world, this bunker was sanctuary. This man, as rough as he was, kept her fed and protected. The life growing inside her anchored her.
She started submitting more willingly. One evening, as he entered her from behind, she pushed back against him, moaning softly, “I feel so full when you’re inside me… like I belong to you.” Her voice trembled with reluctant surrender. “Breed me again. I… I need it.”
Richard groaned in approval, thrusting deeper, his hands caressing her growing belly. “That’s my good girl. Taking my seed so beautifully.”
Elena caressed her swelling stomach and accepted her role. It wasn’t the life she had dreamed of, but in the darkness of the silo, it was the best she could hope for. She continued to take it his thick cock stretching her, his cum flooding her fertile womb, her new reality night after night, her soft moans echoing as she embraced the possessive safety he offered.

My husband needs to breed. Simple his sex drive is insane and he cums multiple times I can’t keep up. He needs multiple women to breed. I love knowing he is spreading his seed

Genuinely made this account to just share how I feel but I’m addicted to being cummed in. I never feel more pleasure than when I feel a man dumping his load in me and there hasn’t been a single time where I don’t orgasm because of it. It just feels so good to be filled up like that. I wish I could get pregnant and carry babies but I have to actually do things in my life first before I settle down. I think about it at least once a day though, what I would look like being pregnant, carrying someone’s babies, being fucked over and over heavily pregnant. I just want to be bred so bad.

Fair warning this is a bit of a long story, but I hope it’s worth it for anyone who reads the entire story. For as long as I’ve been watching porn or sexually active I’ve had a variety or kinks and interest, the biggest has always been breeding though. I didn’t meet my match until college and when it finally came time to breed, we didn’t mess around. It was truly the greatest experience of my entire life.

My now wife and I have known since the beginning that we would get married and have kids. We were young and poor when we first got together, so despite our mutual breeding kink, getting pregnant was obviously not in the cards. So she got on the pill a few months into us dating. Which was fine, as consequence free creampies are also pretty great. But after 4 years together, we were pretty financially stable with good careers ahead of us. Now was as good a time as any for her to get off birth control and for us to start a new chapter in our lives. And if we were gonna do this we were gonna go all in. On an evening towards the end of winter, we came to our decision and then stayed up all night ironing out our plan. If we stuck to it, barring any unforeseen circumstances, she would be pregnant by the end of the summer.

We gave ourselves 5 months to prepare. Enough time for us to lead a healthier lifestyle, for her body to get back to normal hormonal levels, and me enough time to optimize my sperm quality. Our first step was getting physicals, checkups, and our bloodwork done. When everything came back clear we moved on to step two.

We followed pretty strict diets, started taking vitamins and supplements. I had to eat clean and live clean for at least 90 days to ensure maximum sperm count and quality. We went so far as to cut out as much plastic from our lives as possible. Bought the expensive “non-toxic” condoms, wore only natural fibers. Looking back, we definitely went a little overboard, but we were determined to breed. We started going to the gym 3-4 times a week together. It was very romantic and brought us even closer than we already were. It was also very hot watching her work hard in the gym knowing it was all in service of me knocking her up. I couldn’t help but get rock hard watching her work hard. And that in turn inspired me to work harder for her.

By far the worst part of those 5 months were the condoms. I wore condoms every time we fucked, which in the 4 years we were together, I hadn’t worn once. But I couldn’t ruin our plan on account of my non existent pullout game. Even though every fiber of my being wanted to rip it off and flood her unprotected womb every time. I knew it would be far more worth it to wait.

The effects of her coming off birth control was almost immediate. We had been having sex at least once or twice a week our entire relationship, but pretty soon after she returned to her natural cycle that went up to 4-5 times a week. And the sex got more aggressive, rougher, more adventurous. We were never super vanilla before, but it was hot the way her hormones balancing out changed our sexual relationship. And it made our distaste for condoms more tolerable.

With two weeks to go, it was crunch time. We had been tracking her cycle and cleared out our entire schedule for the duration of her ovulation. Two weeks before ovulation we abstained from sex entirely. A week before I started edging every night, mostly solo but there were two nights where we edged together.

The mutual masturbation was incredibly erotic. We weren’t allowed to touch each other, we maintained a distance of a few feet and just watched the other play with themselves while we dirty talked. Dirty talking about she was a bitch in heat and needed to be bred like one, about how hot it will be to watch her swell and grow. To see her already big tits swollen and engorged with milk. Dirty talking about how desperate she was to be pumped full with every last drop of my hot loads day after day all summer long. How she was going to be my freeuse ovulating slut. And how I couldn’t wait to cum deep inside her warm, greedy, pregnant cunt for the next 9 months. I got so hot and bothered that I had to run and jump in a cold shower both times we did this to save every precious drop of my fertile seed for the real thing. That was probably the biggest test of will I’ve ever had not to fold her in half and pound her like an animal till I painted her insides with my hot white cum.

After 5 months, our first day of true breeding was only two days away. So we decided to reward ourselves for our hard work and dedication and start our baby making journey with a bang. We dipped into our savings and took a quick road trip to a hotel on Coronado beach. An exciting start to this new chapter and a goodbye to our previous one of just us. The first two days were good enough. We swam in the ocean, lounged on the beach, made out, and tried not to fuck each other. We couldn’t keep our hands off each other the whole time we were there. Nearly half a year of planning and it was all leading to this. By the end of that last day, I thought my balls were going to explode.

And finally on a warm day in July it had farrived. Day 1 of breeding. We figured we’d waited this long and decided to officially get started after dinner. We lounged by the pool, on the beach and splurged on a fancy dinner, making sure we didn’t eat so much as to affect our coming performance. We ordered a bottle of wine, got a little tipsy. We went back to the hotel, where the drinks continued to flow. After 5 months of not drinking they hit pretty hard and before we knew it we were drunk. Which was perfect as now we’d have zero inhibitions. Only the shared goal of impregnation.

The reality of the situation hit me and I couldn’t believe it was finally time. I was beyond excited and had been rock hard and ready, but I remembered how long it had been since I had felt my gf raw and decided to pop a 30mg of adderall on our way back to the hotel. At least then I could fuck without fear of cumming too quick after all this time. I always make sure my gf cums at least before me or we cum together, but this time it was imperative that we cum together as many times as possible.

We reached the hotel and both collapsed on the bed. We talked about everything we’d been through, we talked about how excited we were to become parents, going over names we had on our shared notes app. Figuring out potential birthdays depending on the time of conception. Baby fever must’ve set in for her, she had a hunger in her eyes and the next thing I know she’s pounced on me, making out with me with an aggression and desperation I had never seen before. We were making out and dry humping like teenagers again. I started to take her clothes off, ready to breed her right there. But she stopped me. She sent me the bathroom of our hotel room, and said not to come out till she was ready. An opaque glass partition separated the bathroom from the rest of the room. I could see her silhouette as she turned off most of the lights, save one table side lamp, and then she stripped and changed into a different set of clothes. I could barely control myself, I mindlessly started stroking my cock over my jeans.

She called me into the room. I emerged from the bathroom to find her waiting on the bed. Bathed in the soft lamp light, there she was, horny, wet, on the eve of ovulation, in a snug fishnet bodysuit, perfect. I don’t think I’ve ever been harder in my entire life and I don’t think I’ll ever forget how her body looked in it. The way the diamond shaped fabric clung and dug into her flesh, the way her hard nipples stuck out through the fabric. She had a perfect bikini tanline from our hours spent on the beach. She looked like a fertile goddess.

As soon as I reached her side of the bed she started ripping my clothes off and pulled me down on top of her. We made out and groped each other for as long as we could take it. More passionate than we’d ever had before. We took our time feeling each other, tasting each other, taking every moment in. I ventured down to her pussy, worshipping and kissing every inch of her on my way down. I brought her to the edge of the bed and knelt down on the floor. I ripped open the fishnets and dove face first into her sopping wet, fertile, ovulating pussy.

I insisted that from the time she came off birth control to this moment now that she couldn’t shave. To me the full bush is so much hotter, it makes it feel so much more primal. Upon burying my face in her bush, my first smell and taste in weeks, I wasn’t wrong. It was the best her pussy had ever smelled and tasted it was completely addicting. Her pheromones overwhelmed me and I gorged myself on her pussy lapping up every last drop of her. I can smell and taste her now as I write this and I’m rock hard all over again.

I devoured her. Sucking, licking, and teasing her clit. My right hand fingering her soft and slow, then rough and hard, then slow again. My left hand alternating between groping her hips, her soon to be swollen belly and her huge tits. My hips mindlessly humping the air as I savored her pretty pussy. My cock leaking more precum than it ever had. I wanted her to never forget this night, I needed it to burned in her memory forever. The night I marked her as mine forever. The night I implanted my seed deep within her and altered her life and mine forever. I took my time and made her cum twice with my tongue and fingers. As she caught her breath I laid down on the bed and ordered her to put that pretty pussy on my face. She obliged and started grinding on my face and against my tongue.

She let me feel the full weight of her body on my face. I was completely engulfed in her pussy. All I could smell and taste was her. She started rocking back and forth, my tongue and nose doing the work of stimulating her before she leaned down and started sucking my cock. She’s always given great head, but tonight, thanks to the wine, the 5 months of single minded obsession, and the two weeks of edging it was more wanton than usual. I could feel the thick strands of her drool trickling down my balls and inner thighs as she repeatedly tried to take my cock to the hilt. I instinctively bucked my hips each time she deep throated my cock. I reveled in the sensory overload of my cock in her throat and her hairy, pheromone rich, pussy grinding on my face. While sucking my cock with reckless abandon, she used her free hand to start massaging my balls. I remember feeling like there was something instinctual about it. Like her subconscious mind took over and was coaxing and preparing my heavy balls to be unloaded deep inside her warm fertile cunt soon. Preparing me and my seed to do what we’re biologically programmed to do. I knew it was time, but the slobbering, enthusiastic head, and the ball massaging felt too good to stop.

I let her grind on me and suck my cock for a few more minutes before I reached my legs up and leg locked her all the way down on my cock. I held her there till she was choking and gagging, then I let her go, telling her how good of a girl she was as she retracted her mouth from my cock. I gave her ass a few slaps and told her to get on all fours. Like the good girl she is, she obliged. I stood up and admired her. Face down, ass up. Presenting her fat ass to me like an animal, I followed suit and got into position to mount her and fuck her like an animal.

I gave her ass a few good slaps before teasing the opening of her slit with the head of my cock till she was begging for every throbbing inch of me. Once I felt she had sufficiently begged, I gripped her hips and slammed my cock into warm velvety depths and started pounding like an animal. She let out the sharpest inhale as soon as I sheathed myself inside her, and as I pistoned my cock harder and harder that inhale turned into the loudest most guttural moans I had ever heard from her. She tried turning those moans into dirty talk but it only came out as incoherent babbling which only made me pound harder and faster.

After 5 months of exclusively using condoms, to be engulfed by her tight warm pussy was like heaven. 30mg of adderall be damned I had to fight not to cum almost immediately. It felt like a homecoming, but even better. Back fucking the wettest warmest pussy I’ve ever had raw again. It was different this time though. Like it had a gravity pulling me in deeper and deeper with every thrust. Like it had a mind of its own and was desperately trying to milk me as hard as I was trying not to cum. It was pure ecstasy.

Despite my best effort after only a few minutes I could feel my impending orgasm. I slowed down to keep my orgasm at bay and when my strokes slowed to a crawl, she started backing her fat ass against my cock. Bobbing up and down, twerking on it. Desperately trying to get back to the pace I’d previously set. I let her do the work, spanking her ass as hard as I could, not caring who in this hotel could hear us, to encourage her. Watching my cock disappear into her greedy cunt was beautiful. The way her lips gripped my cock, the obscene slapping of our skin. I had to look up at the ceiling and let her do the work. A few more seconds of watching that beautiful fat ass bounce on my cock would’ve opened the floodgates. In between telling her what a good girl she was and a few deep breaths, I was ready to reward her for her hard work. I grabbed her by the hips and pulled her whole body back. Balls deep in her cunt. Then I grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked her head up.

Jackhammering her with everything I had. Trying not to focus on how devastatingly perfect her wet fertile pussy felt. I let her moans guide me. Finding that perfect spot, that perfect rhythm, and hitting it over and over again until she was nothing but a shrieking blubbering mess. Every time I felt her try to crawl away from my cock, I’d grip the hair on the back of her head harder and yank her head back towards me. I needed her to know that after tonight, her pussy, her body, was mine and only mine, forever.

I continued my assault on her insides, trying with everything I had not to cum. I focused solely on keeping up my devastating rhythm. She asked if she had my permission to play with her clit. I allowed her that. I pulled her in even tighter so that my free hard could squeeze and grope her big tits. I felt her long nails ever so slightly graze my balls and base of my shaft as she played with herself impaled on my cock. I imagined that sometime in very near future I might squeeze and grope her tits as I was doing just then, and they could be leaking or spurting milk. The second I had that thought I could feel myself on the verge of cumming. I immediately pulled out. I forced her head back down on the mattress and got on my knees. I Instructed her to keep playing with her swollen clit.

I watched her, face down ass up, playing with herself. She didn’t care how abject or base she looked or sounded. Her only concern was about how pleasurable it felt to play with her swollen, sensitive clit. It was so hot to watch her make herself feel good and I needed to make her feel good too. I buried my face in her ass, my tongue tracing the folds her labia from the back. Tasting and savoring our combined juices.

My tongue trailed the length of her pussy to her taint, then to her asshole (She had never tried anal until me. And when she discovered she loved her asshole getting rimmed, played with, fucked, that’s when I knew I had to marry her.) The sharp inhale she let out as my tongue rimmed her asshole revitalized me. She moaned like the needy slut in heat she was, and I ate her ass like it was the last thing I’d ever taste.

When she was on the brink of another orgasm, I stopped and flipped her on her back. I climbed on top of her, grinding the head of my cock against her swollen and sensitive clit. I learned down let her taste her holes in a desperate kiss that was all teeth, tongue and moans in between. I brought myself up to look at her and admire her. Her makeup was smeared all over her face, covered in sweat, drool and our juices. She looked beautiful. She looked like a filthy fucking whore, my filthy fucking whore. And I was about make her my filthy fucking whore forever.

I reached down to the initial hole I’d ripped in her fishnets and tore it the rest of the way. Releasing her tits from the wide knit fabric’s almost nonexistent confines. I learned forward, licking and sucking her neck like a vampire on my way to her big tits. As I latched onto her nipple I sunk my cock back into her. Slow and deep. I sucked and played with her already perfect tits, imagining how even more perfect they’d be swollen and engorged with milk. Aching for my mouth to relieve some of that pressure. This made my already throbbing cock swell even more. My slow and steady pace gradually increased, the sound of our flesh clapping together getting louder and louder as I bucked my hips harder and faster. My cock desperate to get as deep as it could, our eyes locked the entire time, with the exception of every time hers would roll to the back of her head. Which only made me thrust harder and deeper. It was the most perfect mix of lovemaking and pure animalistic fucking. When I knew my orgasm was a few minutes away I pulled out, got up and dragged her to the edge of the bed. Folding her in half for matingpress.

She knew exactly what to do. She held her legs back so I could get as deep as possible, like we’d done a thousand times before. Only this time no birth control, no condom, just my cock, raw. And her unprotected fertile, ovulating, sopping wet pussy. I lined my throbbing cock up to her glistening entrance, and asked if she was ready. I told her that once I slip my cock back in, I cannot pull out, and every last drop of my massive load is heading straight for her womb. And that I would not stop fucking her everyday until we know for sure that she’s good and bred. A fire flashed in her eyes. In a register barely above a whisper she started begging me to fuck her and paint her insides till she was pregnant with our baby. I told her I’d only fuck once she begged like the desperate needy slut she was, so that everyone in the hotel knew she was mine and that she’s getting bred tonight. At that she got louder, begging me to breed her like the whore she is with reckless abandon loud enough for everyone on our floor to hear her. I told her to keep begging daddy to breed you, baby, and keep holding those legs back. I took aim and I slammed myself to the hilt.

The impact interrupted her obscene begging with a loud moan, but when we locked eyes she continued pleading with me to give her my cum, to breed her, to fuck her like an animal and not to stop till I’ve given her a baby, getting louder. I order her to beg louder or else I’ll stop. She happily complied, loud enough that I know our room is gonna get noise complaints. Her begging was exactly what I needed. I slammed myself against her as hard as I could with each thrust, trying to impart my very soul into her cunt. I picked up my pace, faster, harder, my balls slapping against her asshole. She hadn’t stopped begging for my cum and I could see in her eyes that she truly meant every word and needed me to fill her unprotected pussy to the fucking brim. With each new thrust I could feel her squirting, she was close, I could feel her inner walls contracting around my cock.

I told her to be a good girl and cum all over daddy’s cock while I bred her. Make a fucking mess on daddy’s cock while I breed you like a bitch in heat. Between both of our dirty talk, our skin slapping together and her gushing pussy it was loud enough to hear in the rooms above and below us. She tells me she’s coming and begs for my cum, begs to be bred. She used her elbows to squeeze her big tits together while she begged for every last drop. It finally sent me over the edge. I slammed my cock down as deep in her fertile pussy as I could possibly go. At that she locked her legs around me and rocked me back and forth draining every last drop from the most powerful orgasm I’ve ever had before or since. While the last few drop were ejected from my cock she started kissing me on my chest and neck thanking me in between each little peck.

Once I came to from my post nut fugue state I collapsed on top of her. My cock still deep in her pussy, my seed on its way to her hungry and waiting womb. We shared a deep, passionate, sloppy makeout that felt like it lasted forever. My hands started groping her body again. I grabbed a handful of her big tit and squeezed, my cock getting hard again and I started lightly pumping. She told me not yet and to not move. Her hand moved down and she gripped the base of my cock and told me to pull out slowly and gently. I pulled as slow as I could. Her hand catching all the excess cum as I pulled out. She stuffed as much of the cum that had spilled out back into her pussy. Lifted her legs even further behind her head, her ass sticking up in the air as she let gravity do the work. We waited another hour before going again, and ended going two more times that night and 14 more times over the course of her ovulation. 15 days later, a positive pregnancy text. We were over the moon.

And I’d love to regale yall with stories of just how horny and kinky she got during pregnancy but I’ll save that for another time.

Ever since my last boyfriend told me how he might have gotten his ex at the time pregnant I felt jealousy but also couldn’t stop getting horny at the thought. He had shown me vids where they fucked, and in one he came inside. I know that the kid is his, and that this was the moment it happened. Ever since then I’ve loved to watch men breed, and I dream of becoming pregnant one day myself.

If there’s any bulls or daddy’s out there with breeding vids I’d love to chat, or tell me stories about your experiences. Who knows. U might be a daddy next

I’m a 23 yr old FtM, 1 year on T. i’m sure you’ve all heard of this phenomenon before, but T has turned me into a horny fucking mess over the past year. I cannot stop thinking about being fucked open and bred. Doesn’t matter by who, i’d let a sexy cis man or gorgeous trans woman fill my womb up anytime. I have very little experience with real cock (twice ever), and have never taken one raw, but i fantasize about it all the time.

when my BF and i fuck, i tell him in detail
how badly i want my womb flooded by someone else’s fertile seed. i think this really turns him on. whenever we’ve gone to sex parties, we always look for hung girls specifically to fuck my pussy. they always wear condoms, but i like to imagine it breaking and their hot white cum flowing inside of me anyway. i’d also love to try a man’s dick!

my ultimate dream is to have my bf (also ftm) blind fold me and act as a cock doula while stranger after stranger fuck my hole till it’s so sore and full of sticky cum that i can’t possibly take anymore. my BF is good at BJs so he could probably suck people off to get them ready for me, too!

i love the idea of testing my fertility. seeing how much semen i can let swim through my boycunt before one finally breeches the walls of an egg and makes me pregnant.

anyone here think their hyper-fertile seed could knock up a guy who hasn’t menstruated in over a year? i’d love to find out what you’d do to a breedable, big-titty, wide-hipped tboy like me!~