What helps make fetishes great is they can blur the line between fiction and nonfiction but keep you firmly planted in reality; where it's safe.

If you read the majority of my posts.. it's pretty clear I have a breeding fetish. Love everything about it. Raw flesh against flesh. Insides gripping and pulling me in until I finally let all of myself out into another person who fully accepts it.

Watching shaking little holes spill over with my seed. It's amazing.

Only thing is I actually want to breed. Not play at breeding. I want to pin a woman's legs by her ears and flood her ovaries with my cum. I want her to spend days leaking until a seed finally takes root.

Spend the next year spraying cum in her like I'm trying to keep our little plant well nourished. That. Is hard to find. For good reason. It's all fun and games until you get bred and pop out a baby. Then it happens again. And again. And again