The club is buzzing with energy, music pulsing through the air. Taylor's fingers grip the edge of the bar as she downs her third drink, her mind singularly focused. She's tired of Joe's excuses, tired of waiting and wanting. Tonight, she's taking matters into her own hands. She needs a baby, and she'll get one, no matter what it takes.
Her eyes scan the room until they lock onto him—a tall, broad-shouldered man with a confident stance, exuding raw masculinity. Perfect. He looks like someone who can give her exactly what she needs.
She approaches him, swaying her hips just enough to catch his attention. She doesn't need to say much to get him to notice. A subtle brush of her hand against his arm, a bold gaze that travels slowly down his body. "Hey," she breathes, her voice dripping with intent.
He smirks, eyes raking over her. "Hey yourself," he replies, voice deep and rough. "You look like you're up to something."
Her lips curve into a wicked smile. "Maybe I am," she purrs, leaning in closer. "I'm looking for someone to... help me with a little problem."
He raises an eyebrow, intrigued. "And what kind of problem needs my help?"
She bites her lip, her voice dropping to a whisper, "I need a baby. And I need it tonight."
His eyes darken, and he moves closer, his body pressing against hers. "You're serious, aren't you?"
"Dead serious," she says, her fingers trailing down his chest. "I'm looking for a man who can handle that... who can put a baby in me." Her voice is steady, almost daring him to take up the challenge.
He chuckles, a low sound that sends shivers down her spine. "You're a filthy little thing, aren't you? Looking to breed with a complete stranger?"
She moans softly, loving the way he's reacting. "Yes," she whispers, her lips brushing against his ear. "I want you to fuck me until I'm dripping with your cum... until I'm sure it takes."
He grips her waist tighter, pulling her closer. "You're really that desperate, huh? So hungry for a baby you'll take any cock that's big enough?"
She nods, breath hitching. "I don't care about anything else. I just need you... need you to fill me up, to put a baby in me."
He groans, eyes flashing with a dark thrill. "You're gonna be a good little slut for me, then?" he taunts. "Let me use you how I want?"
"Anything," she gasps. "Just give me what I need."
He grips her hand and pulls her toward a dark corner of the club, pushing her up against the wall. "You want it that bad?" he growls, his mouth close to her ear. "You want a stranger to fuck you full of his seed?"
"Yes," she breathes, grinding her hips against his. "I want it so badly... I need you inside me, filling me up."
He smirks, teasing her entrance with his fingers. "You're already soaked, aren't you?" he mutters. "You really want this... want to be bred like the needy little thing you are."
"Please," she moans, "stop teasing. Just fuck me already... give me that baby."
He slips his fingers inside her, making her gasp. "You're so fucking wet," he murmurs, "all ready to be filled."
She whimpers, "I want it... I want you to make me yours... to make sure I'm pregnant by the time you're done."
He thrusts his fingers deeper, curling them inside her. "You think you can handle it?" he taunts. "Handle being used by a real man?"
"Yes," she cries, "I want to feel you deep inside me... feel you filling me up... breeding me like a dirty little slut."
He pulls his fingers out, his cock straining against his pants. "Then get ready," he growls. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard you won't even remember who your husband is."
She moans louder, her body trembling with anticipation. "Yes... that's what I need... just fuck me like I'm nothing but a hole to fill."
He turns her around, bending her over the table, his hands spreading her thighs. "You're gonna take it all," he murmurs, "every drop of me, until you're begging for more."
"Yes," she pants, "please... I want it so bad... make me yours... make me pregnant."
He unzips his pants and teases her entrance with his cock. "You want this dick, baby?" he taunts. "You want a stranger's cock to breed you?"
"Yes!" she screams. "I want you... need you inside me... need you to fill me up."
He thrusts into her hard, making her cry out. "Oh fuck," she moans, "you're so big... I've never felt this full."
"Yeah?" he growls, moving faster. "You like being stretched out by a real cock?"
"Yes... god, yes," she gasps. "Keep going... fuck me harder... I need it... I need your cum."
He grips her hips, pounding into her with relentless force. "You're nothing but a desperate slut for cum, aren't you?" he hisses. "A filthy little bitch who wants to be bred by a stranger."
"Fuck yes," she cries, "I don't care... I just want you... want your baby inside me."
He leans down, his breath hot against her neck. "You're gonna take every drop, you hear me?" he whispers harshly. "And you're gonna thank me for it."
"Yes... thank you... thank you," she whimpers, her body quaking with pleasure. "Please... fill me up... make me pregnant."
With a deep, final thrust, he spills into her, groaning as he fills her up. "Take it all," he growls. "Every fucking drop... I'm gonna make sure it takes."
She moans louder, her voice a mix of pleasure and desperation. "Yes... yes... I feel it... I feel you filling me up... please, more... I need more..."
He pulls out, his cock still hard, and flips her over. "We're not done," he murmurs, lowering his mouth to her breasts, sucking and biting at her nipples. "I'm gonna make sure it sticks."
Her hands tangle in his hair, pulling him closer. "Yes... don't stop... keep going... I need more..."
They go at it again, their bodies slick with sweat, the room filled with the sounds of their desperate, intense fucking, her moans and his grunts merging in a symphony of raw desire.
