|My sex:||I'm fem|
|What is my hair:||Silvery|
|What I like to drink:||Liqueur|
|What is my favourite music:||Classical|
The breeding farm is a secret located on a large estate in the country side. I began the farm a few years ago from increased demand for natural insemination from women.
My philosophy is to impregnate women clients with my seed. Women are referred by their doctor, their lawyert, and personal application to be considered as a client. After medical tests, counseling, and an interview then the clients are selected and placed on a waiting list. I also go to my favorite nightclubs, bar, or restaurants seeking young women as possible candidates for impregnation.
The Love and War in Texas is my favorite bar and restaurant. I sat on the couch with a bevy of young females next to me. My cronies were standing nearby with other young females. All were drinking and eating and laughing. This was my entourage.
They attend to my needs and desires. They are bigger, taller, and more aggressive than other males.
That gave them the afforded right to breed. I impregnated females with no thought to the consequences. I had, over the years, placed my money and assets in overseas trusts, secret partnerships, and dummy corporations. My ants were stealthy in hiding my wealth, my attorneys ferocious in defense of it.
Get the confession stories app
Armed men protected me from males who sought revenge against me. There are only five women that recieve yearly support from me. I picked out a female. She was sitting at the bar.
She was white, red head and young. Her hair was shoulder length. She wore a plain black dress that came down to her shapely thighs. Her breasts were small. Each just a handful.
Perfect for me. She kept flipping her phone open.
Breeding-fetish confession stories and sins
Then she would look over at me. She was waiting for a phone call. And, she also wanted me. I always found that to be the case with females.
My presence, my celebrity, and my stature transfixed females. My well groomed salt and pepper hair made me an distinguished imposing figure of a man.
She accepted. As she approached I saw she had blue eyes and perfect white skin. I stood up from the couch and held out my hand in greeting. She smiled. I took her hand in both of mine, and smiled back.
I instantly noticed the gold band on her left ring finger. My smile widened.
There was nothing sweeter than impregnating a married female. Her name was Diana, and she was waiting breeding fetish stories her husband. I stepped aside and motioned for her to sit. She did. Her date was a no show. He hoped she understood. She closed her phone.
I heard only half the conversation, but understood. The driver had standing orders to wait for me until I finished my business. Diana hurriedly walked to the elevator with me. The apartment itself was a one bedroom. A small kitchen, and living room. The bathroom was in the bedroom. I, towered over everything in the apartment, I towered over Diana too. She smiled at me and walked over. I smiled down at her, not so much because of her beauty, but because of what I was about to do to her. I had thought out the scenario I wanted my next conquest to be like.
Diana stood there in my shadow for a moment then shed her clothing. Her pumps were first, next her dress and then the bra and half-slip. Finally she took off her bikini panties. She stood in front of me, in splendid nakedness. I smiled. She was the obedient type; she had no resistance within her.
She trembled as she looked up at me. She anticipated what I wanted her to do.
So, she bent down on her knees and began to open my fly. I let out a small laugh and said, "You can do that later, I will have you now ". I kicked off my shoes and socks, pulled off my shirt, and undid my belt. Diana saw that I intended to waste no time and helped take off my pants. She then pulled down jocks. I stood there, in front of her. She gasped at my meat. It was fully erect and throbbing. She had seen large men before but not like this.
She was surprised at my length and girth. My cock was literally the size of her forearm.
Breeding pregnant stories
I bent down and kissed Diana tenderly on the mouth. She responded eagerly to my kiss and grabbed the back of my neck with both her hands. Then, without warning I picked Diana up and kissed her harder.
Diana wrapped her legs around my waist. I then artfully placed the inside of my elbows underneath her legs so that her ass was directly above my cock. Diana dripped with moisture. She was eye to eye with me with her hands wrapped around my bulging neck. She was totally within my power. She hoped that I would be gentle with her.