As she lay there gasping beneath her spent lover, crushed by his weight as he slumped on to her she couldn’t help but imagine it. Right now millions of his sperm were inside her. Many of them had been sucked past her cervix into her womb, and right now they were prowling around, hunting through every nook and cranny for their prize: her egg. If they found it, then it would get penetrated just like she’d been, and in nine months she’d have a very different life to the one she had right now. She couldn’t say she hated the idea, and as Dan slid off her and rolled over to hold her she felt almost disappointed to feel some of his cum starting to ooze out of her battered pussy.
“You said I was already pregnant,” she cooed as he held her tightly against his chest.
“I asked if it would make you feel better,” he said. “That’s all. You heard what you wanted to hear…”
“I–” Jennifer cut herself off, flushing red at the idea that she wanted to hear she was pregnant. “I-it did make me feel better,” she said finally, changing the subject. “How did it make you feel? Will you still want to fuck me even after you’ve knocked me up?”
“Of course I would baby,” he reassured her, before giving her a long tender kiss full of tongue and affection. “The only thing that turns me on more than trying to knock up the woman I love is watching her belly swell and her tits leak as my child grows inside her belly.”
“But I’ll get fat, and you won’t think I’m sexy anymore,” she whined.
“That’s impossible. A fertility goddess like you could never be anything but sexy,” he said before kissing her again. “And the woman I love is definitely a goddess.”
Jennifer just lay there quietly, stroking his chest hair and enjoying the moment. She had no idea what switch her master had flipped inside her to let her enjoy tender moments like these, but she hoped that it never stopped.