Breeding My Puppy [pt. 1]

Her P.O.V~

A silicon dildo that can ejaculate and a bottle of fake cum.

Why would I add them to the list of my joy toys?

The answer is - for my one and only boy, who was sitting before me on his knees, with no piece of fabric on his skin apart from his underwear, while I was clothed with a simple black bra and panties.

He asked me to add a new kink to the list because of the hunger that was sowed into his brain a long time ago. That hunger never left his brain and always remained something he would do anything for, but he was also bashful to speak about it to me.

Until his craving to be bred grew bigger than his ability to subdue his need.

That is how I ended up educating myself about the ways to use the ejaculating dildo and once I was equipped enough, I began waiting to witness the words on the blogs turn into an actual picture.

And then the dildo was sitting beside me on the mattress, accompanied by a bottle of fake cum. A big bottle is the same as the length of the dildo.

"Stand up!" I ordered, relishing the sight of him sitting so bashfully in front of me. I had filled the dildo with fake cum and was ready to prepare the pocket where it was going to be inserted.

"Come, lay on my lap," I added and watched his shy body stand up and obey.

I watched him lay on my lap, with his dick pressed against my thighs, and his clothed ass popping before my eyes. I watched him clutch the bedsheet as if he was holding his breath.

It ached my heart with sweetness and filled my chest with warmth.

He looked like a platter of distinct cuisine.

"Calm your muscles for me, baby." Feeling his arms, I ordered and began tenderly massaging his arms.

"Why are you so worked up? It is supposed to be the significant moment when your dream comes true." Massaging down his back and waist, I added, to which he responded with a weak tone, "I'm just too excited, mommy."

Another smile curled my lips like a tint of pride as I slipped my hands under his underwear, squeezing and massaging his cheeks.

"It's okay to be excited, but it would be better if your body gave in to me," I whispered as I felt his muscles slowly surrendering and heard his lips breathing heavily.

"That's it." His heavy breaths turned into soft muffles and his muscles melted in my palms like ice cream. "Mommy likes it when you listen to her."

I added and slipped his underwear down to his thighs, to which he inhaled a firm gasp and flinched upon my thighs.

"God! Look at that!" I announced as I grasped his soft ass cheeks and parted them, regarding his hole puckering as if his hole was begging to be toyed with.

"You seem so ready to be bred," I whispered and spat on his hole, listening to him whimper into the bedsheet, hiding the need in his tone.

"There is no way you can hide how big of a pervert you are." I added, "You are a pervert, right?"

He immediately nodded, tilting his eyes back at me. Those swollen and needy eyes. They were taking my heart by storm, thawing my body and soaking my pussy.

He seemed so hypnotized under the spell of my hands that I could bet he'd do anything- a tender image that riled my needs even more.

At first, I wasn't sure if I would like the idea of breeding him. It had never crossed my mind, but seeing him quivering with tension and red with anticipation changed my mind. Now, I needed to breed him. I needed to see the expressions on his face once I was filling him up with hot cum.

It is true when they say you could only understand the feeling practically.

Hypnotized much like him, and with a damp palm, I grasped the bottle of lube and squeezed it enough onto his hole, watching the clear thickness layer his entrance.

Was watching it burning every cell of my body? Yes! I was burning with the desire to do the nastiest things to him. It was a feeling I had never felt before.

I began stroking his hole with my fingers, gently, opening up his hole while I kept his body in place with my arm around his waist.

"God! I never knew this could feel so good!" I whispered as I watched his bubble butt quiver and flinch, yet buck up at my fingers as if he wanted my fingers inside him right away.

"Do you want them this bad?" I questioned, and he whimpered, nodding his head.

"Where were you hiding this side up until now?" I questioned as I inserted the tip of my finger inside his glossy and squelching hole, tight and meaty around my finger as I continued making a way for my finger, deep inside him.

He enthusiastically welcomed my finger inside, his soft whimpers breaking with his body shuddering more.

He had always been so sensitive, but this was something new. Like I had unlocked a new level of his sluttiness.

Watching him, I began stroking the inside of his hole, slowly and gently pleasing the sweet boy for more moans. He sounded so delicious, so sweet and breathtaking.

"Do you like my finger inside you?" I asked, beginning to thrust my finger in and out of his thawing hole, softly loosening him for another finger.

"Ye-yes!" He stuttered, and clutched the bedsheet tighter, making a cluster of it close to his chest.

"Then I'm adding another," Grinning, I announced and inserted another finger inside his hole, feeling him stretch around my fingers and grasp them with his meaty insides.

I instantly squeezed more lube, because, without it, my fingers would be stuck inside his hole forever, and I began fingering him once again.

His whimpers grew out of pitch and tone, full of ecstasy, and were echoing in the room, getting louder and needier with each thrust.

His back was arching, his bubble butt was wiggling while his toes were curling, his breaths were getting heavier.

How could I not lose my senses in such a steamy situation? It was impossible to be a saint with him when he was acting so slutty.

I leaned closer to his neck and whispered, "You really like being fingered, don't you?" Adjusting my leg to keep him in an excellent position for my fingers, I kissed his shoulder.

"Yes, I do." He whined, glancing back at me with needy eyes while I questioned. "Should I go faster?"

He nodded again, and I began fucking his hole at a higher pace, kissing his skin from his shoulder to his back, feeling his insides open up and close with the movement of my fingers.

So warm and so tight. He was stroking my fingers with his insides. So twitchy and slutty against my lips, he was driving me crazier to fuck him harder.

And as I reached the deepest part of his hole and stroked his sweet spot, his sweet and squelching hole began loosening even more, his erection dripping pre-cum against my thigh

"That is my baby boy's sweet spot." At that point, even my tone had altered. I was biting my lips with lust, tingling with a chilling sensation, and was warmer in the center of my stomach.

"I need more, mommy! Please, can you fuck me now?" He whined with so much desperation, dripping with lust and desire, making me giggle. I could not believe how needy he sounded.

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END OF THE PART 1.

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