Ken lived a simple life. He had everything he could ever want- he was 25 with a car, a job, an apartment, and a gorgeous girlfriend who knew how to dominate a room with her presence.
At least he thought that was all he wanted.
Ken and his girlfriend Andrea had been dating several years, now living together happy as ever. Andrea was a feisty little broad, also 25, with long sandy hair and big grey eyes. She had perky B cup breasts and a bit of a tummy, not that that bothered him much. They both worked, he cooked and she cleaned, and the sex was incredible...
But Ken wanted a baby.
He and Andrea had already discussed the future several times- she was not interested in pregnancy or child-rearing. He had brought up the topic several times, discussing their options and a game plan. He was even willing to adopt an older child to avoid infant care. Andrea, however, wouldn't budge.
Tonight he would change that.
Ken came home to a silent house after work, calling out for Andrea.
"Andrea! I'm home," He placed his keys on a stool and hung his coat. He heard the gentle patter of feet coming down the staircase before being tackled by a sandy blur.
"Love! You took forever to come home," Andrea had her arms wrapped tightly around him; she was wearing tiny grey shorts and a tight tank top- no bra. Not that she ever wore one. He could feel her soft breasts press into his torso, making him melt a bit.
"I'm sorry," He kissed her head, pulling her in tighter. His hand traveled down her back, fingers slipping under the waistband of her shorts. She gasped.
"Ken! You dog," She pulled away from him teasingly, her hair draped over her shoulders. "Is there something you would like..?" She winked at him, turning away from him, showing off her adorable ass in those tight grey shorts.
"Perhaps."
"I bet you do," Andrea wiggled, hooking her thumbs into her waist band and pulling her shorts down slowly, Ken's heart began to beat as something in his pants began to stiffen.
"Oh you're mine."
Andrea raced up their staircase, giggling childishly as Ken raced after her, eager to take her. She beat him to their bedroom, flopping onto the queen mattress with Ken just entering through the doorway. Her shirt had come up, exposing the bottoms of her supple breasts, teasing him.
Ken did not hesitate to strip her of her clothes, tearing away at her shorts and panties and pulling off her top, moving his hands all over her body. He kissed her tummy and she moaned slightly. Soon, he would have her full of him, and hopefully, full with his baby. His kisses trailed upward to her breasts; Andrea's nipples were a tan color, perky from her excitement. Ken kissed each breast before latching onto one of her nipples, rolling his tongue around it and suckling. He imagined them engorged and swollen with hormones and milk, gently resting on a large belly, carrying what would be his.
"Mmm, Ken..." Andrea breathed, her fingers running through his hair. "At least take your shirt off first."
Ken pulled off his button-down work shirt, certainly breaking a few buttons. He unzipped and pulled down his trousers, his erection pressing against the tight fabric of his boxer briefs.
"I love how excited you get," Andrea admired his cock, sitting up and running a hand over his underwear; precum was oozing through the fabric at the tip of his penis.
"All for you," Ken pulled his cock from his underwear, getting closer to Andrea. She kissed the tip of his penis, her tongue gently lapping at the underside before she slowly slid his head into her mouth. She pulled back.
"So big, a bit bigger than usual," Her face was red. "You must really be horny..."
"I've been thinking about you all day." Thinking about taking her and filling her pussy with cum.
Andrea opened her mouth wide, taking him in with her mouth, so warm and wet. Her tongue glided over his hot flesh, and Ken couldn't help but gently moan. He grew more aroused somehow, getting harder, his lust only growing stronger. He was impatient- he needed her, needed to do what he had to do to her.
Ken pulled his penis from her mouth, gently pushing her back onto the bed before crawling onto it with her. Andrea was on her back with her head resting on a pillow, an arm modestly covered her breasts, and a hand cupped over her pussy. Ken parted her legs, moving close to her genitals.
