In this series, the male main character is not aware that the female main character is not on birth control. Even if she says she is. Let the baby trapping begin.

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“Babe?” you whisper.

“Hm?”

“Are you asleep yet?”

“Yes.” I crack a grin as soon as you shove me. It’s been so hot today that I’m feeling sluggish. The air in my bedroom is as hot as the core of my body. I’m lying on the bed, on my stomach, while you’re on your side, next to me.

“I had a great time today…” you whisper, brushing your fingertips over my shoulder. I smile in reply, eyes still closed. “And I was thinking, you deserve a reward…”

Oh? My interest is piqued. “What kind of reward….” I mumble back sleepily. Please say blowjob or handjob… I’m too hot to fuck right now.

“I was thinking…I could list all the reasons why I think you’re the perfect male specimen to procreate with…” 

The groan I groan is deep and raspy. Fuck yeah. That’s even better. You know I love it when you compliment me. I get a real kick out of being superior to other men. Especially when it comes to a type of natural selection… and roleplaying the fact that all you want is for me to give you a baby.

“Okay…” I bite my bottom lip. “Go on…”

“Well, first off… you’re so fit and strong…” My arms are tucked under the pillow, so you stroke my bicep… 

I hum softly. 

“You’re such a healthy boy too… I bet your sperm count is so high.” I bury my face in the pillow and laugh. Shit… I can feel the tension in my body surge downward.

“Such strong genes to make babies.” Another chuckle from me. You’re gonna kill me in this heat. “But also… a self-made man that cares about others. Especially women.” 

I blow out a breath and rest my cheek against the pillow again. You trace your fingers through my hair. “Smart cookie too.” My smile turns into a grin; I still keep my eyes closed. “With so much self control and discipline…” 

You slide your finger down over the stubble on my cheek to end up at my lips, touching there. I focus on my breathing. Slow breath in, slow breath out. “You’re… so good-looking. God, imagine those little babies with these features…” 

My lips part at what you say. My cock swells from half hard to ready to penetrate within a matter of seconds. The words you say… and the way you say them… it’s like you have a direct gateway to the primal center of my brain. You turn off my willpower. I don’t even give a shit about how hot it is anymore. 

I open my eyes. And as soon as I do, they lock with yours. 

I slowly rise from my position. You can see the boner in my grey briefs. Can’t hide it. You turn me on beyond belief. 

Almost instinctively, you roll onto your back and open your legs in submission. You know what will happen next. I’ll give you what you want. A little baby. With my genes.

All you're wearing is one of my large shirts and a pair of panties. So when I climb on top of you, I'd only have pull the fabric sideways to get access to your pussy. First, though, I lean in to press my lips to yours. That soft connection quickly turns into a passionate exchange of hard, deep kisses. You lift your legs higher and then cross your ankles behind my lower back. I drag you lower on the bed, making you yelp, then giggle against my lips.

Bracing my hands next to your head, I hover over you, letting our tongues dance…slow and gentle with increasing urgency. You reach down between us as you inhale and hook your finger in the side of your panties to expose your pussy to me. God, you’re fucking perfect. I moan into your mouth, pull the fabric of my briefs down, and then line us up. All I can think about is penetrating your tight little chamber. Ready to be filled. 

“Give me a baby…” you exhale the words, and when I thrust forward and into you, your lips part, back arching. I break the kiss and watch the expression on your face. That shock turns into pure pleasure. An elongated moan is drawn from your lips, nails scraping across my shoulders. Little pants. Little whimpers. I shove in deeper and pin you back onto the bed. Your hands find the back of my neck when I lean in closer to stuff my cock inside you. You asked for this. Your legs uncross, spreading wide, like you’re trying to make room for me. 

With every roll of my hips, another whimper escapes you. Even though we fuck every. single. day. … you’re still tight as hell. My body is burning up from our body contact and the way I move. A sheen of sweat starts forming on my skin; I can feel it at my temple. I can’t stop looking at you. I can’t stop kissing you. I’m such a fucking lucky guy…getting to come inside you over and over and over again.

“Oh…God,” you groan suddenly, eyes shuttering closed. Your lips stay parted when I make contact with your chamber’s seal. There we go… “Don’t stop,” you tell me, like you’re close already. It’s so fucking easy to make you come.

“You want me to knock you up?” I whisper in your ear, my tone low and rough. You squeal in reply, nodding quickly. 

“Yes, yes, yes, please.”

This time, when I nudge your seal; I keep up the pressure. At some point, your seal will have to give in. Your eyes fly open, legs obscenely wide. I can feel the tension in your body building. I ease up for a moment and then drive forward again....and again...and again. My heart is pounding from the heat. When you let your head drop back, you exhale the longest moan I’ve ever heard from you. And then… pop, your chamber surrenders, widening around my tip. That tight seal slides across my cockhead, embracing it, letting it in. I pant for air and momentarily bury my face against your shoulder. I can taste sweet and salty sweat on your skin. Your legs begin to tremble, feet pointed.

There are no words when your chamber begins to quiver and clamp down. You’re orgasming. And you’re not making a sound. It’s such a powerful feeling, to be able to make you come just by invading your chamber.

“It….hurts….so…good..” You force each word out like it’s difficult to even think. That’s when I start to pump in and out of you, spreading that seal repeatedly. Your silence turns into pleasure-filled screams. Nails dig into my shoulders. Eyes squeezed shut, legs still trembling violently. I can’t stop. I won’t stop. I have to keep going…until…until…oh my God, until I give you my load. 

Give you a big, fucking creampie. With my best swimmers.

I fuck into you relentlessly. Grinding, pumping, pinning you down onto the bed. Our bodies are slick with sweat, and the tension inside me is unbearable. One more thrust…one more…and then… all that pressure releases and my thick load spurts from deep inside my balls right into your chamber. Jet after jet, I fill you up. 

My mind is thoughtless. My heart is racing. I feel one with the humid air around me. One with you.  Stars flicker across my vision when I look down between us. I’m all the way inside you. Balls drawn up tight and contracting with each comeshot. I shudder from head to toe.

“Thank you…thank you…thank you…” you sob. It makes my brain melt. How you thank me for giving you my sperm.

I collapse on top of you for a moment, twitching while my shaft pulses. I feel how your seal tries to push me out. For the longest moment, I stay inside you, until I tilt my hips back and exit. Once I’ve pulled out completely, I drop back onto the sheets. I’m a mess. Slick with sweat and your juices on my dick.

“Fuck…” I mutter as I lie next to you. I take a moment to breathe and calm down before I look over at you. Your legs have fallen open, pussy exposed and wet. A tiny bit of my creamy, thick come trickles out between your slit. The rest is trapped inside your chamber. My God, look at you… creampied and “knocked up.” My brain can barely process the image. You're so beautiful. Cheeks flushed, pussy full. Your chest rises and falls gently, nipples pointed underneath the fabric of my shirt.

We stay like this for a while, reclaiming control of the rhythm of our inhales and exhales. My skin cools down and my heart rate slows. I lazily tuck my cock back into my briefs. The heavy blanket of sleep is about to pull me under. There's no way I'm moving now...so I doze off, right next to you.