The Joys of Bareback

I hate condoms. First there’s the interruption of getting it on before he mounts me, which can dampen the mood. I enjoy the intimacy of having his cock in me bare, just as nature intended. In the end, I want his seed going into me, not some piece of latex. I love that we’re doing our very best to impregnate me, just relying on my birth control to prevent it. I’m receiving a part of him that is mine to keep. I’ll be carrying his sperm in me well after receiving it.
 
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I hate condoms. First there’s the interruption of getting it on before he mounts me, which can dampen the mood. I enjoy the intimacy of having his cock in me bare, just as nature intended. In the end, I want his seed going into me, not some piece of latex. I love that we’re doing our very best to impregnate me, just relying on my birth control to prevent it. I’m receiving a part of him that is mine to keep. I’ll be carrying his sperm in me well after receiving it.
welp, now I’m in love. 😍
 
I hate condoms. My cock goes limp almost immediately after putting one one. When I lost my virginity we started with a condom but I went limp so we took it off and got back to it and I stayed hard and it felt great!
 
I hate condoms. My cock goes limp almost immediately after putting one one. When I lost my virginity we started with a condom but I went limp so we took it off and got back to it and I stayed hard and it felt great!
Exactly this!
 
I hate condoms. My cock goes limp almost immediately after putting one one. When I lost my virginity we started with a condom but I went limp so we took it off and got back to it and I stayed hard and it felt great!
This is perhaps a niche interest, but I think it’s so unbelievably hot to watch someone take a condom off after we’ve been fucking with it on. Starting “safe” and then making the decision to take it off and go bareback is so nasty-hot every time it happens.
 
This is perhaps a niche interest, but I think it’s so unbelievably hot to watch someone take a condom off after we’ve been fucking with it on. Starting “safe” and then making the decision to take it off and go bareback is so nasty-hot every time it happens.
I understand this completely! It was very hot when I think back on it. We were on my bed in my parents house, they were home. We were making out pretty heavy and she was ready to take my virginity. She gave me a nice blow job on my already hard cock, then rolled a condom on.

She was on her back, legs spread, so beautiful. I pushed myself inside her and started thrusting, it wasn’t a minute later that I had gone soft. I pulled out, she told me to take the condom off as she was on the pill. I started growing again as I was looking at her with the condom off. She placed her hands on my hips and guided me back inside.

I can still remember that wonderful velvety softness as I sunk into a woman, bareback, for the very first time. Mmmm. I didn’t cum inside her, too scared, pulled out and jerked it onto her stomach.
 
My wife loves the thrill of morning sex where I unload deep inside her, and then going to work and interacting with people, knowing that she has a little secret they don't know. She's told me over and over how much she loves that - it's pretty wild for such a straight-laced woman. I'm happy to supply the secret!

Hubby and I have those before work breeding sessions a couple of times per month. I enjoy showing up to work sporting a tummy full of his potent little tadpoles, that wonderful feeling of having had his cock in me still lingering in my pussy.

I can’t help but be a little self-conscious wondering if there’s something about my stride, or my demeanor, that suggests I’m freshly fucked.
 
Hubby and I have those before work breeding sessions a couple of times per month. I enjoy showing up to work sporting a tummy full of his potent little tadpoles, that wonderful feeling of having had his cock in me still lingering in my pussy.

I can’t help but be a little self-conscious wondering if there’s something about my stride, or my demeanor, that suggests I’m freshly fucked.
Probably
 
I want to say I’d enjoy Forced Breeding with someone snipped but I almost think the risk is what truly does it for me.
 
I was fucking a friend bareback for quite a while. She'd had her IUD removed but thought I'd had a vasectomy and never mentioned it. One night she mentioned she was going to get another IUD because she prefers guys to cum in her. I asked her how long she had been without it. Oh about 6 months. I told her I hadn't had a vasectomy. I'd been cumming in her regularly that whole time. Lol.
 
Hubby and I have those before work breeding sessions a couple of times per month. I enjoy showing up to work sporting a tummy full of his potent little tadpoles, that wonderful feeling of having had his cock in me still lingering in my pussy.

I can’t help but be a little self-conscious wondering if there’s something about my stride, or my demeanor, that suggests I’m freshly fucked.
From a male perspective it's rather hot when my partner goes to work meeting all the customers full of my sperm.

It was hotter when we were trying to get pregnant knowing there was no protection.
 
Hubby and I have those before work breeding sessions a couple of times per month. I enjoy showing up to work sporting a tummy full of his potent little tadpoles, that wonderful feeling of having had his cock in me still lingering in my pussy.

I can’t help but be a little self-conscious wondering if there’s something about my stride, or my demeanor, that suggests I’m freshly fucked.
Her biggest concern was the smell that she believed was present. It helped remind her of what she was carrying around.
 
One of the advantages of being older is being able to skip the condoms and not have to worry about it later. There were times in my younger years when lust overtook common sense. Oh the moment was so good but then you did have to worry for a few weeks. The only time I would use a condom now is if I was going to have sex with a man that I did not know or was reasonably sure that was safe.
 
Hubby and I have those before work breeding sessions a couple of times per month. I enjoy showing up to work sporting a tummy full of his potent little tadpoles, that wonderful feeling of having had his cock in me still lingering in my pussy.

I can’t help but be a little self-conscious wondering if there’s something about my stride, or my demeanor, that suggests I’m freshly fucked.
That reminds of one of those morning sessions years ago. It was memorable as we were both late for work that morning. Once I got into work, I headed to an offsite meeting with my boss at the time. During the drive somehow the subject came up (as it does in a vague way with guys who work together). I chuckled that "there WAS a reason I was late this morning...".
As it turns out, that particular morning probably was a literal breeding session. Our first being born lined up perfectly with that escapade.
 
The change in my wife regarding sex after we were married was drastic. And not in the bad way. Once the fear of illegitimate pregnancy was gone she craved it. A month later when I entered the service, where now the thought of having a baby wasn't a crippling burden, she became an animal. When sex itself isn't a source of stress, it's so very freeing. The first time she looked up at me and said, "Breed me," was the hottest moment ever for both of us. The week after returning from my first deployment was ... epic. It was nearly an mathematical impossibility of her NOT getting pregnant.
 
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