Rose is a mother of two already but she wants a third. Safly, her husband is snipped. That's when he suggests they find another man for the job
During my time as a breeder, I have encountered many scenarios and met many people trying to have children. When Rose messaged me on Reddit one day, I had no idea how our lives would change for the better.
A little about Rose: When I met her, she was married and had two healthy boys (Irish twins) and lived in another state. Her husband got snipped after their two sons were born since they could not handle more kids at the time and her body could not handle birth control. With how sexual the two of them were, on top of the fact that Rose’s cycle happened twice a month instead of once (so she ovulates twice a month), she was at very high risk of Irish triplets if her husband didn’t get the snip.
They were having more sex than ever (although Rose was still more sexual than her husband). After a few years, though, Rose began to feel an itch. She craved another child. She wanted to be bred again. She mentioned it to Eddie and was given a shock.
He wanted her to be pregnant, but because he got a vasectomy, he suggested that they find a “donor”. As they talked, Eddie confessed to various cuckold fantasies, all of which caught Rose by surprise. She hadn't been with another man since she got married, and the thought of being with one had essentially left her mind. However, as Eddie talked, that slowly changed.
Rose began to imagine her husband cleaning her up after another man bred her. Witnessing her husband suck on a bull’s cock. Making Eddie raise another man's child.
Each of these fantasies played in her mind as she played with herself for weeks after their discussion. Each scenario brought her plenty of orgasms, but she struggled to picture the man who would do it. Who would she choose? It had been years since anyone other than Eddie had touched her.
Her curiosity took her to Reddit. She began looking at impregnation, cuckolding, and breeding subreddits. As she scrolled, she started seeing a recurring set of posts. One Redditor posted captions that filled her mind with fun scenarios. She found herself cumming to the captions this user was making almost daily. Quickly, she started following him, and before long she read his confessions and experiences.
Finally, she had enough. Her curiosity got the best of her. She went to his profile again, as she had so many times before, but this time she hovered her finger over the chat symbol. She bit her lip nervously, not sure what was pushing her to do this, but she went through with it. The chat opened, and she reached out to the mysterious Reddit stranger: “Hey! I am a big fan of your breeding posts! I did not use to be into breeding porn, but seeing what you have made has helped me to get into it! I also saw you’re a bull? Is that true???”
This is how I began speaking to Rose and getting to know her.
“Why yes! I am a bull! As well as a breeder.”
“So, you help to knock women up? You cuck their hubbies?”
“Yes, and yes. Why? Hoping I will do that with you?”
“I mean, my husband and I have talked about it, but we have not fully committed. Finding another man willing to fuck and breed me is a big task. I want to trust them.”
“I completely understand. Make sure you can trust them. If you like, I can talk to you and give you some advice. Help you figure out what to look out for as well as learn to decide better what kind of bull you want.”
Rose agreed, and for the next few weeks we talked almost daily. It did not take long for our conversations to get flirtatious. We were both married, yes, but we were talking sexually and friendly every day. Soon enough, photos started being shared, and I got my first glimpses at the beautiful aspiring hotwife.
Rose is about 5’2 with light skin, but not overly pale. Her hair is curly, dark black, with streaks of white throughout. She had a slight belly that showed she had given birth before, but I loved looking at it. Her breasts were DD and capped with large, dark areolas. Just to be cute, her left nipple had a piercing on it. Her brown eyes always glinted, and her smiles never failed to hint at mischievous thoughts she might have.
Naturally, looking at her never failed to make my cock twitch. When I shared myself, she could scarcely believe it. She said I was far larger than her husband, maybe even twice as big (I wasn't; she was underestimating Eddie’s size compared to mine). Our flirting was what we had been feeling for a while.
“Rose, do you want me to be your donor? Your bull?”
“Oh god, yes pleaseeeee! I don’t think I will find a bull better than you. Please give me a baby!”
“Are you sure? You may end up falling in love considering how needy you have gotten for me.”
“Oh, you would loveeee that, wouldn’t you? I think I will be fine!”
Our conversations continued for another two weeks as we tried to figure out the logistics of her coming to visit me. As 2024 ended, Rose messaged me with a confession: She had fallen in love with me. She also said she was tired of waiting. She asked for a hotel close to me, and after I gave her one, she said she had booked her flight and hotel room.
In February of 2025, Rose flew into California and went to her hotel while I was at work. She chose to stay at the hotel on my way to her room.
We got to enjoy it later. So, I recorded myself climbing the stairs, speaking to him directly, and as she opened the door, I told her to say hi to him. As she did, the video ended, and I entered the room.
I wrapped my arms around Rose as I walked in, and as she looked up at me, I finally kissed her sweet lips. She was shy at first, but as she accepted that she was there with me, in my arms, she returned my affection. Our lips never parted as we found our way to bed. Finally, with a moan and an exhale, we broke the kiss and stared into each other’s eyes.
“I love you, Nathan…”
“I love you too, Rose.”
We were both married. We both had kids with our spouses. Yet here we were, in a hotel room together, seeing each other for the first time and confessing our love as our bodies heated up.
Our lips crashed together again as we tore away each other’s clothes.
As we both held each other’s nude forms, Rose gripped and stroked my cock, still struggling to believe it was as big as it was. I grinned as I saw desire overcome her eyes. I lay down and let her take me into her mouth. She could not help but moan as she tasted me for the first time. I was hot and musky from a long, arduous day at work, and she could tell.
She loved it; she moaned as she put more of me into her mouth and stroked what she could not fit. I looked past her beautiful face, and I saw a mirror in front of the bed. I smiled, grabbed my phone, and recorded another video. This time, the recording was of her worshipping my cock, aimed right at the mirror. This video was for Eddie, so it could be like he was there in person. Rose saw me recording and smiled, giving more effort to her oral ministrations to elicit more reactions from me. I loved letting her worship me, but now it was her turn.
I had her lie on her back as I got a nice and up-close look at her married pussy. It was glistening. I had not even touched her yet, and she was positively soaked. I kissed her thighs and looked up at her eyes. She shivered in anticipation, and as I planted my first kiss on her pussy, her moans exploded from her mouth. I devoured her, savoring her taste. My tongue slid up and down her moist entrance as I found her clit to be exceedingly sensitive. Rose could barely contain herself as her hands ran through my hair.
Quickly enough, she was exploding on my face as her body went rigid. I looked up at her incredulously. She was breathing heavily, and I knew for a fact she had just come hard. I had barely even begun to eat her out. Well, I was not done, so I continued my feast. Her hips continued to buck against my face as her orgasms kept rolling over her.
She was pushing against my face, pleading with me to stop. I smiled and told her, “I’ll decide when I am done,” and attacked her clit to bring her over the edge one more time.
She squealed and came again. I finally took mercy on her and lifted my face as she breathed heavily and tried to gather herself. I leaned down and kissed her passionately and she kissed me right back.
“That was too much. Too intense,” she breathed out.
“You haven’t experienced anything yet, darling,” I responded as I rubbed my thick cockhead against her sopping entrance. She moaned and reached down to grab it. She gave it slow strokes as I looked into her eyes and asked her if she wanted it.
“Daddy, please. Give it to me, I want it so badly. Get me pregnant, please!”
Those last words were all the encouragement I needed. I plunged into her depths, moaning as I felt her silkiness envelop me. She moaned as she felt fuller than she had ever experienced.
She wasted no time wrapping her legs around me, while I built up a slow and steady pace. I wanted to enjoy myself in her. We kissed passionately as we made love. Each thrust kissed her cervix as my lips kissed hers. I could believe how soaked she was. No other woman had ever been this wet with me before. She was truly in another world, and she dragged me along with her.
I was in love. In love with her body, in love with the sounds she made as we rutted, in love with the way she held me and kissed me. More than that, I loved her. It wasn’t just words. I was losing myself in her, as I had with my wife.
I was losing my composure. I couldn’t help it. I wanted more of her. I wanted to claim her. I wanted to make her mine. I lifted her legs over my shoulders, causing her to moan louder as I was now able to drill even deeper and more intensely.
Her eyes rolled back, and she just moaned, “Fuck, daddy, yes, please. Fuck me!”
I began to pound her cunt roughly and thoroughly. I could feel my orgasm building up slowly. I wanted her womb. I wanted to make her pregnant. In a moment of clarity, I remembered to grab my phone and record a little bit more for her cucky hubs at home. I knew he would love watching what I was doing to his woman.
She wouldn’t be his anymore when I was done. I was determined to make her mine, too. I felt my climax building, and I warned her that the first of many breedings was coming.
“Give it to me, daddy! Get me pregnant, please! Breed me! Please! Please! Please!”
All I could do was plant myself as deep into her as possible as my orgasm crashed over me like a wave. I could feel my seed being planted within her, and I felt her pussy coaxing every drop out of me. I breathed and moaned as my lips found hers and we kissed passionately. Our climaxes subsided as our love for each other made us forget everything that wasn’t there in the room.
Slowly, I came back to reality and began to pull out. She groaned as a feeling of emptiness replaced her fullness. I checked the time. I needed to get home soon. I kissed her again as I got dressed. As I prepared to leave, I looked back at her, naked and enjoying her afterglow in bed, and reminded her that I loved her. She said it back to me with a smile, and I could swear she was glowing.
I closed the door and headed home. I messaged her the entire evening. I made sure to take care of my wife and our kids, but my mind was still occupied with Rose and our attempts that day. And my cock twitched knowing I had another two days to be breeding her.
I went to sleep early that night and dreamt of my next encounter with my new lover. The next workday felt like it could not have been slower. Every minute dragged, doing nothing but trying to keep me from Rose. During my lunch break, I drove to her, and we spent time kissing and cuddling in the room, but I had to return to work quickly.
Finally, my day ended, and I could return to Rose’s bed. She welcomed me inside, and our clothes quickly ended up on the ground again. Today, I focused on her. I wanted to taste her again. I kissed her lovely body, appreciating every inch of her. Her skin was so smooth and soft I could scarcely believe it. Her nipples were delectable. Even the piercing was fun. She mewled so adorably as I kissed, licked, sucked, nibbled, and pinched her sensitive titties.
“I cannot wait to see these full of milk,” I told her.
“You wanna nurse from me?” She asked coyly.
“Uh, yeah? Who wouldn’t wanna drink milk from tits this perfect?”
That made her laugh, and then she moaned once more as my mouth hovered above her pussy again. I could hear her catch her breath, waiting in anticipation for the assault that was about to take place.
As it began, she couldn’t hold back, and her head was thrown back into the pillow as she moaned again loudly. She was my favorite kind of woman to devour. So loud, expressive, and receptive to everything I did to her sensitive body. I savored every lick and kiss I gave her. Her smell and taste were intoxicating. I felt like this woman was drugging me.
This time, she pulled me up and kissed me. “Stop with the foreplay. Give me what I want, daddy, please!”
“As you wish,” I stated calmly as I positioned my cock at her entrance, grabbed her thighs, and quickly impaled her on my cock in a single thrust.
“Oh fuckkkkk!” she yelled at the sudden intensity of being filled in a single movement.
“You asked for it!”
Still passionate, I was far more aggressive that day. Our first time was lovemaking; our second time was primal and needy fucking. I was going to implant in her mind once again that she belonged to me. I started strong and fast, going much rougher than before.
She loved it. Her hands explored my chest as she could only moan from the rough pounding her poor pussy was taking. A pounding she could never experience with her husband.
I pinched her pierced nipple as it bounced, and I kept my grip on her thighs. I refused to let up. She wasn’t getting off easily this time. I could hear her moan as her next orgasm approached. She screamed as she reached her climax, and that made me choose to slow down. I did not want to end things too early, so I paused with my full length inside her. I held it steady while her brain struggled to process what I had just been doing to her body. Her hands once again exploring my torso. I Couldn’t help it, and she yelped.
“Beg for it, Rose.”
“Please, Daddy, please. Fuck me. Breed me.”
I knew I could only go another few minutes, so I decided to make it worthwhile. I gave her married pussy the punishment it was craving. Hard, fast, and deep. She took every inch of me with rapid-fire thrusts. All she could do was moan as my climax approached.
“Get pregnant, baby girl!!” I shouted as another thick load coated her insides. I held myself deep so she could soak it all in.
Then I collapsed next to her, and she quickly cuddled up next to me, laying her head on my chest and kissing me greedily.
“I love you, Nathan.”
“I love you too, darling.”
I couldn't believe how far she and I had come in just a few months on Reddit. But I was not complaining. I was very happy. I was holding a beautiful woman who wanted my child. We both may have been married, but I had a feeling we could figure it out.
“I can’t believe I have to go home tomorrow,” Rose sighed sadly.
“You have a hubs and kids to get back to. You cannot vacation forever getting fucked,” I reminded her.
“I know, but a girl can dream. Especially when the dream involves doing this.”
Without pause, she flipped her hair out of the way and started sucking on my softened cock, massaging my balls with her hands. I moaned in pleasure as my right hand instinctively found her ass and gave it a sharp smack, which made her yelp around my cock.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart, I will give you a sendoff tomorrow.”
With that, we both got dressed and carried out our days again. My wife told me I smelled of sex, to which I told her, of course I did. She rolled her eyes and rubbed her belly, reminding me I already had one baby on the way and that the week before (Jasmine) I had tried to bring another into the world as well.
“You had better save some in the tank for me. Once Rose goes home, I am getting my turn!” she said as she groped my cock while I got started on dinner.
“Yes, ma’am. For you? Always.”
My wife would continue to tease me during the night, and when we finally went to sleep, she made sure I was spooning her booty so she could tease me while I slept.
The next morning, I got up and left the house early. I knew what I wanted and what I'd do. At 5 AM, I knocked on the door of a very sleepy Rose.
“Daddy, why are you always up early?”
“So I can give you a goodbye creampie, baby girl!”
“But I am cold!”
“Just keep your nightie on!”
I cut off any further argument, pushed her into bed, and pulled off her sleep shorts. Despite her “protests,” her pussy was still dripping. I reminded her she belonged to me once again as I claimed her cunt for the last time that visit. All she could do was moan as I entered her.
We made passionate, aggressive love in the early-morning dark of her hotel room. I kissed her as I felt her pussy try to coax a final load out of me.
“I love you, Daddy. I love you so much”
“I love you too, Rose. Fuck I am going to miss you so much.”
“Then give me something to remember you by. Give me my baby!” I felt her legs wrap tightly around me. She was not going to let me get away. She knew what she wanted, and she'd get it.
“Oh God, Rose. Fuck baby, get pregnant!”
I didn't even try to hold back. I wanted her. She wanted me. We both exploded at the same time, and I lay on her as the last of my cum seeped out of my balls. She moaned and sighed softly in triumph. Holding me on top of her, our intimacy undeniable.
“I love you on top of me. You’re like a weighted blanket.”
I laughed at her and said she was silly, and she said it was part of why I fell in love with her.
That was all too true. As I checked the clock, I knew I had to get to work soon. I gave her a final kiss and told her to fly home safely. As I went to work that day, I felt beyond happy. I hoped to have nothing but good news on the way soon.
By March 2025, I would have several updates. I did officially have a second baby on the way thanks to my time with Jasmine (once again, please read “29 Going on Mommy” to hear about that journey).
However, Rose would send me very upsetting news: her period did come shortly after our time together. I was deeply saddened, and Rose was equally disheartened.
We knew we had to stay positive, so we began planning our next adventure and attempt. I was determined to give her the baby she wanted, and she was determined that I was the only acceptable father for the child. We would succeed.