Stories From Santa Carla (Lost Boys Imagines Book 2) - Redone

Kinktober 2020 - The Boys - Breeding Mini Imagines

A/N (Old A/N) I feel dirty as fuck writing this...Asking them to breed you ❤❤❤
 
David

It was a usual Saturday night, free from work and college as you and David had the cave for a few hours. It was strange just the two of you but the first thing that had happened was not so unexpected. David had you in his lap and the first thing that went was your skirt and panties with it.

The cold air of the cave hadn’t had the time to cause goose bumps before David had sat you on his cock. He worked his length in inch by inch, making sure you were okay as your hands dug into his hair. It was the only time he would let you cling to him like that without warning, how else were you supposed to ride him?

“The only way you’re cumming is around this cock as I paint your walls.” David was true to his word, his hands forcing your hips to stay down on him whenever you got too close. It was agonizingly frustrating and you had been brought to the edge only for it to be ruined so much so that you were very close to begging him to cum.

Only that’s not what slipped out of your parted and needy lips. The fateful question hadn’t gone unnoticed and it had taken a few moments for your brain to catch up. Your eyes flew open, meeting his as he continued to guide your now unmoving hips on him.

If David was taken aback by that, he didn’t show it. Instead he squeezed your hips lightly, studying you or more accurately listening into your loud thoughts. The very same that were slowly filling with your newfound kink. “You’ve got to work for my seed, sweetheart.” He purred and decided to explore it with you.

The little hum left your mouth and you weren’t sure if it was you really liking that idea or confusion on what he'd suggest you do to ‘work for it.’
David was usually an open lover in the bedroom but even he could appreciate the appeal. He slipped seamlessly into the role as he urged you on in the same commanding tone he used with other people. “Fuck yourself on me and stuff that pretty little pussy full.” It was lewd but not the dirtiest thing he had every said to you.

“Fuck.” You melted into him as he grazed the right spot. The heat built up more with his talk and you felt yourself nearing, closer and closer as the wet slapping grew.

David's steel eyes were on you the whole time, loosening his grip on you to explore your bouncing body. “Once you do you're going to plug yourself on me until I say you can slip off.”

“Get you nice and round, hips carrying my seed to term. That's what you want isn't it?” The rough leather of his gloves left goose bumps up your exposed abdominal as they disappeared under the thin material. The sensations heightened your growing needs, drawing you further and further as he chuckled.

“Yes. Yes!” You screamed, allowing your eyes to squeeze shut. You were on your own as David watched you bounce on him with no help, relying on tired hips to get you there. You knew you were close, so close as you rode him faster and harder. Sweat gathered on your skin as your mouth fell open.

Hands re-joined at your hips once you trembled and shook, the full wave of your orgasm rippling through you.

“Then take it.” David ordered once more, keeping you overstimulated and riding until he would soon make good on his talk.

Dwayne

Ever since he had told you about his kinks, even the ones that had your mind wandering, you couldn’t help but focus on the very one that got his rocks off. The one thing you came to discover in your time with your mate was that you both shared one particular kink. It was ironic considering the chances of actually conceiving were close to zero and a blue moon. Then again it never stopped you from enjoying him trying.