(This story is purely fictional and its purpose is to describe what I want and feel the need for.)

I started visiting her because I was experiencing a very long dry spell. As a result, I was feeling quite lonely and was pretty desperate for female attention. Normally, I wouldn't resort to sleeping with a total stranger, let alone paying for that "privilege". However, a friend had recommended her services because she seemed very sensual and passionate to him. As I was in dire need of such kind of intimacy in my life (never mind if it is genuine or faked), this was enough to persuade me to make a call to her number after a short period of hesitation.

When I heard her voice for the first time, my heart started pulsating wildly. There was something intensely lovely and beautiful about it - I absolutely adored how deep and emotional it sounded. I think I started falling for her at that very moment. This was absurd, so I tried to get these thoughts out of my head and just focus on my physical needs. Eventually, we met at the designated place and time had (unexpectedly) passionate and intimate sex, both of us experiencing simultaneous orgasms. I left the payment on the table, along with a generous tip. We met and did this the exact same way a few more times before things suddenly and drastically changed for both of us.

During one of our encounters (which would later turn out to be fateful), she welcomed me with an atypical smile at the door and immediately grabbed my hand. She started to kiss me deeply and passionately, shoving her tongue into my mouth. I was a bit bewildered by her sudden and impulsive behaviour but I didn't object to her advances. I even leaned into her and started deepening the kiss, pouring all of my need and passion into it. She started moaning softly, followed by me doing the same. After we spent a while like that, she broke off the kiss and started leading me towards her bedroom.

When we arrived there, she closed the door and locked it. Then she started stripping the clothes off me and herself, one after another. Soon enough, both of us were bare naked and I was lying on her bed. I looked around the room and noticed that condoms were nowhere to be found in it. I was somewhat confused and a bit worried, since they had always been on the night stand during our previous encounters, and she would never skip sliding one onto my cock. Nevertheless, I told myself that everything would be fine and things would go as they were during our previous meet-ups. I couldn't be more wrong about that.

She was dripping wet down there and was obviously craving my cock. She wasted no time to even search for a condom: she immediately straddled me and started rubbing her pussy against my hardening shaft. It seemed like this was her intention from the very beginning, I tried to protest against that but she shushed me and muffled my mouth with her hand. Oddly enough, this immediately made my cock rock-hard. She directly grabbed it and guided its tip towards her slit. She started descending onto my length until her lips were firmly secured against the base. And then she started moving up and down, slowly intensifying the pace. She grabbed my hand and squeezed it while riding me passionately.

My balls were full, swollen and aching for release since I hadn't emptied them in a few days. It seemed that she already knew that since she grabbed them and started fondling them in her hand while smiling mischievously at me. I already knew what was about to happen but I had already resigned myself to her advances. I suddenly felt my balls pulsating wildly while my shaft was throbbing intensely inside her. The time came for me to unwillingly give my potent seed to her, which I did, spraying thick ropes of it directly onto her waiting cervix. Her cunt started squeezing violently around me, milking out every single drop deep into her fertile womb.

And her body was definitely ready to breed. She told me that she wasn't on birth control and that it was her most fertile day. She also told me that she wasn't getting a plan B pill and that I was going to stay in her bedroom until we conceive a child. She kept me locked there for a while, bringing me food and mounting me every morning and evening until she would force my precious semen into her womb. She did that on schedule, without missing any single appointment. She had already claimed me as hers, and there was no way out of this situation - or so I thought. In fact, I was already deeply infatuated with her and was lowkey looking forward to spending my life together with her.

Then one day, during our daily insemination ritual, I suddenly felt a metallic tinge on my finger at the very moment that I started erupting inside her. When we both calmed down, I looked at my hand, only to see what looked like an engagement ring shining on it. I looked at her face confusedly, only to see that she was smiling widely again. Then she opened her drawer and produced a pregnancy test out of it. Naturally, after all of the unprotected sex we had had, it was positive. Her smile widened even more as she announced that our wedding is already arranged and that it is going to be in three days.

We have been married for several years now. My now-wife quit her former job as a sex worker and started a full-time one as my housewife and stay-at-home mom. I absolutely adore my dear wife, who is becoming more and more attractive to me as the time passes. Honestly, I've never felt happier in my life than now.