French groupsex with a preggo blonde

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French groupsex with a preggo blonde. . If only it stopped there… when im horny, and my limbic system kicks in, my brain becomes this detail oriented, hyper focused organ that regularly it isnt. When shes in missionary position, and im about to cum, i like to stare into her eyes and try to see past them into how she actually feels… or what she thinks as i cum in her. Is she thinking about pregnancy? Is she thinking about sucking the last drops from the tip of my cock like a straw? Where is her passion in that moment? Its an intense focus on that… and thats a single dimension of that moment that is absolutely multi dimensional. There is an incredible amount of invulnerability to a girl when she orgasms. Its so rare to see a girl convulse and lose control… and in the moment she does i just want to watch as the facade of who she wants to be fades into the carnal desire of who she is… and see how that carnal desire reacts to me.On the power side, there’s just something so fundamentally masculine and dominant about impregnating a woman. I’m remaking her body, her mind, and the course of her life in the way that I want it to be. And as someone who believes women become even more attractive when pregnant, the thought of changing her to suit my tastes–giving her the larger breasts, the wider hips, the gorgeous belly that I want her her to have–is very enticing. On the love side, I want to know I’ve been chosen by a woman to breed her, that she’s giving me control of her life and body freely because she cares for me that much. To know that she’s looked at me, at all of my faults and strengths and has decided I’m the best possible man to grow a child for, is both arousing and heartwarming. This is all rambling at this point as i dont remember what i started off thinking… im now only slightly embarassed. As a guy, I like the idea of spreading my genes but more specifically its more of one-to-one thing. Yeah I like cumming and breeding but its more intimate if it were the one person. For me it will likely only ever be a fantasy, but it’s a powerful fantasy, probably the most primal and basic urge deep within every male. I agree with a lot of what others have written before. I suppose on my end the most compelling aspect is the power. Breeding and impregnating a woman is THE definition and biological purpose of maleness. It’s what every male is designed for, and what we all want to do at the most basic animal level. Regardless of whether he’s straight, gay, bi, or anything else. – every man wants to externalize his essence, to project himself beyond the physical limitations of his own body. It starts deep in the balls, constantly producing our seed. From the very moment I shot my first nut, I was fascinated and amazed because I knew it meant I could be a dad, that I had the power to create life. Our balls never stop making sperm and pumping us full of hormones that drive us to release it. Semen is one of only two substances that come out of the body and aren’t waste or signs of illness (breast milk I think is the other). As a man, my semen is precious to me because it represents my virility, my maleness, my reproductive potential, and my link of the genetic chain that produced me. My semen is the legacy of my ancestors and the potential of my descendants, and ejaculating it is what I as a male exist to do. The next part is where to ejaculate it. Showing off my shooting for others is fun and an ego boost. I love getting sucked and swallowed because that means my seed is going to be digested and incorporated into the other other person’s body. When I fuck a man, there is the sense of masculine bonding and competition, of dominance as I mount him and use his hole to get off, and claim him as my own by filling him up with my seed. That is both externalization and connection. The ultimate expression of maleness is to externalize yourself into a woman’s fertile womb, and plant the seed that will transform an egg into a new human life, a human being that will carry half of my genes and will look like me and bear my name. That human life is it’s own person distinct from me but intimately connected, and hopefully will love on after me and go on to breed as well. This it is an externalization and extension of myself beyond my own body and beyond my own lifetime. Most of us, our children is the lasting legacy we leave behind. I can recite Betty Windsor’s ancestors back 1000 years, but don’t know the names of my great-grandparents, much less my ancestors 1000 years ago. However, I know that there have been males with my Y-chromosome haplogroup since 14,000 BCE, and all but the last three or four generations are forgotten except for one thing: each of them bred and created life with their seed and passed on their genes to me. I think everyone had good points. I’ve personally bred once which was successful. I’ve always wanted alot of kids(even if I dont see them). Let me explain that, i will breed any woman but i prefer couples that have troubles conceiving on there own. Am I a deadbeat? No I just rather help a couple or single female that wouldnt want me around. Way late to this party but let me chime in with my two cents. From a young age, I knew there was some kind of X factor around a married couple’s bedroom. I had countless friends, and every time you’d visit their house, you’d walk past their parents’ bedroom with a certain level of intrigue. The room had a kind of sacredness and taboo around it. I didn’t understand what sex was.

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