Patreon Compilation – Fic#235 – Hanzo/Akande – aneki!Hanzo; impregnation kink – Baby Fever Part 1/2 (Patreon)

Hanzo/Akande – Female Hanzo and Akande are married for clan purposes but the match could not have been better, really. They both got an impregnation kink a mile wide.

Part 1 (This Part)

Part 2 (Patreon Link)

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Hanzo and Akande are suitably sure that their respective families believe their marriage to be one simply out of an obligation to connect their territories and influence.

Some probably might think that they can’t stand each other, even… Though while the former assumption might have been partially true, the latter could not be farther from reality.

Their marriage has been a match made in heaven. So to speak. Neither of them believe in such a place per se, but that is neither here nor there.

They adore each other. Akande worships the ground Hanzo walks on; and in turn, Hanzo has been quite smitten with her husband, more than eager to indulge his cravings whenever they might arise. Or wherever.

It is just fortunate that they both share quite a few of their… interests. The ones for which they married, of course; but also those others.

Hanzo had not been shy about divulging all her secrets during their wedding night, arms and legs curled around Akande’s thickly muscled body, her voice breaking with every harsh, deep pump of his thick cock into her pussy.

She’d bitten into his earlobe and pulled on it before feverishly whispering about her fantasies to be impregnated again… and again… and again… of letting him suckle from her tits as they swelled along with her belly…

How wonderful it had been to realize that she wasn’t alone with her desperate fantasy and that Akande was more than happy to go along with it even though she made no secret out of her still taking birth control.

“I will let you decide the perfect moment, darling,” he had murmured, touching his plump lips to her knuckles as he held her hand in his own massive one. “You will be the better judge of it. And until then… I shall endeavor to give you my everything regardless. Anything you need.” His lips move from her knuckles up to her ear so he can whisper in that smooth voice: “Every single inch of it.”

Hanzo has never lived particularly chaste, though she had never been so open about her relations as her little brother. Still, having Akande as her husband has shown her all new hungers that her body could develop.

Her cunt feels perpetually swollen and slippery; too tender to really play with but too hungry to not be stuffed every single day – and sometimes twice. She needs it. His body has awoken something utterly unholy in her and the thought of carrying his children makes her feral.

He is so big… she can only imagine how large his babies would be. How they’d fill her stomach, pushing it outward to make room for themselves… how everybody would look at them together and know that he spread her legs and pumped that giant of a child into her.

It’s not that Hanzo looks forward to being a mother per se. In fact, she will dump their offspring with a nanny as soon as humanly possible – but the primal act of Akande filling her with his seed and her body just doing what it has been designed to do… it is so insanely erotic to her.

She does not know whether Akande shares her views on childrearing – or the lack thereof. She wouldn’t mind if he wished to spend time with them. It’s his goddamn life… as long as he will crawl back into bed with her and service her hungry holes when she demands it.

He has not disappointed her yet. He is as virile a stud as they come. More than happy and eager to perform… or just soothingly lick her to an orgasm, his tongue soft and gentle against her swollen clit and plump labia.

Like he is doing now. They’re in the Caribbean and the doors to their hotel balcony are wide open to let in soft gusts of warm, tropical air. There’s a fine sheen of sweat covering Hanzo’s body. She can’t wait for the night to cool herself off…

She has been aware of her pussy the whole day; her swollen lips slip-sliding against each other with ever step, her tits feeling delicious and heavy without a bra on. She’s been horny since their flight and Akande had been horribly cheeky – slipping his hand into her lap while dining in one of their favorite restaurants, slowly stroking her pearl through the nearly see-through dress she had been wearing.

It had been so good and so frustrating, tears had filled her eyes while she spread her thighs and sipped a cool soda, wishing for his thick fingers to just slide into her and fuck her right there among the high class people having their expensive brunches.

He hadn’t. And she had given him the cold shoulder for a while because of it… but finally having that pulsating knot inside her unraveled makes it all that sweeter.

Hanzo clutches at his bald head, her knees occasionally snapping up to almost clamp around his ears before he gently pushes them apart and down to the bed yet again. It is the sweetest torture.

Her moans are vibrating out of her, scraping along her throat and making it almost sound like she’s purring while her husband eats her out and sloppily fucks his tongue into her twitching hole.

He presses his thumb against her swollen clit and gives her one drag… two drags… and Hanzo is off like a shot, her body vibrating and jaw clenched tight enough to ache. It is pure luck that she didn’t have her tongue out to bite it off.

At some point, Akande stops gently rolling his tongue through her gash and instead crawls up just enough to put his head on her stomach, listening to Hanzo calming down from her high – and probably to the gentle gurgling of her inner workings.

“I can’t wait for the day that your belly will be huge,” he mutters suddenly, turning his head and pressing slow, sensual kisses just beneath Hanzo’s navel. Against her skin he continues: “I can’t wait to pump you so full that you can literally feel your womb expanding from the mass of cum I shot into you.”

He reaches up, his large hand curling around one of her tits, giving the flesh a nice, possessive squeeze before he slowly brushes his thumb across her nipple in a downright calming motion.

“Can’t wait for these to get plump with milk and for you to beg me to relieve the pressure.”

Hanzo is staring at the ceiling while Akande speaks, still catching her breath. Her stomach grows liquidy warm at the pictures his words have flittering through her head.

“I want you to fuck me even harder when I’m pregnant,” she rasps, her fingers lightly petting over his bald scalp again and again. She uses her nails slightly with every upwards motion, just barely scratching his skin the way she knows gets him going every single time. “I want to feel that big belly swinging underneath when I go on all fours for you… let you fuck me like I’m your broodmare.”

He groans, turning his head and biting the fat on her hip just enough to make it sting and get her to hiss.

“You know I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off of you anyway. I’d parade you around wherever we go… show everybody your swollen, pregnant pussy. Let them see how flushed it is because I’ll have fucked you just moments ago. Keep you warm from the inside. My Goddess.”

Hanzo arches her back, her nipples painfully sensitive from Akande’s almost lazily plucking fingers and the words sliding so effortlessly from his tongue. She just had the pleasure of coming but she already wants more. She tells him as much, curling her legs around her husband’s muscular body and not letting him go anywhere but slide up to give her the cock she wants.

“Breed me,” she whispers at him heatedly, her hands at the back of his neck, holding on to him. “Maybe I stopped taking the pills,” she croons playfully. She lifts her hips and drags the slippery gash of her pussy along his shaft. “Maybe I took the last one a few days ago…”

She can see the intense heat in his eyes… but the heat radiating off of his cock is even bigger.

Akande reaches down, grasping himself to guide the blunt tip of his dick where it needs to be. He does not give Hanzo a warning – just slides into her in one long, hard thrust that takes her breath away and lights all her nerves up like Christmas lights.

God… maybe it is time that they finally start to produce some offspring.