Pregnant by My Best Friend’s Dad Read Online S.E. Law

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Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24738 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 124(@200wpm)___ 99(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
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I nod, my head still whirling.

“Still though,” I murmur. “How insane.”

Ellen just winks at me.

“I know how much you want to be a mom, Kimber. Maybe this could be for you,” she says in a light voice. “Give it a think.”

Most girls would shriek with indignation but I just nodded, still trying to process everything I’d heard. It’s pretty crazy, after all. There’s a sex club in town running breeding parties where girls are taken by a group of guys, with the hope that she’ll conceive after the experience. How insane is that? I swear, it’s more bizarre than any soap opera storyline.

But now, I find myself on Club Z premises, offering myself as the willing victim of a breeding party. Maybe I shouldn’t use the word “victim” because Ellen was right. I’ve wanted to be a mom since forever, and college was just a way for me to get my MRS degree. Unfortunately, despite my best efforts, there are no potential daddies in sight, and the idea of using Club Z has been percolating in my mind for a while now.

After all, why not? Okay, so the question’s rhetorical. There are a billion reasons to say no, but on the other hand, there are a billion reasons to say yes too. For example, it’s hard to find a suitable guy these days. I’ve dated dozens of men on campus, but they don’t do it for me. They’re teen boys with gangling frames, acne on their chins, and backpacks slung over one shoulder. They’re more interested in video games, smoking pot, getting laid, and specifically not becoming a daddy.

I suppose I could go on a dating website and try hunting for a dude who wants to become a father, but that sounds frustrating because I want this to happen sooner rather than later. I want a baby NOW, and unfortunately, most guys want to date, get to know you, have a long engagement followed by a big wedding, and then maybe spend a few years as a couple before actually trying to conceive. No. No way. That’s far too long, and I don’t want to drag things out.

But Amanda is staring at me like I’ve grown two heads, and I jolt back to the present.

“I’m sorry?” I say with a bland smile. “You were saying?”

“So why us?” she asks. “Why Club Z? You’re twenty years old, Kimber. I’ll say straight out that most of the women who come to us for breeding parties are in their thirties. They’re feeling the pressure of their biological clocks, whereas you’re in your prime. Young, even, to be a mother.”

“Oh, I’m not young!” I say in a firm voice. “That’s just what society has led us to believe. Actually, female fertility peaks in a woman’s early 20’s, so I’m right on time. I’m not too young at all.”

Amanda nods thoughtfully.

“Yes. But what I’m saying is that most young women aren’t in a rush. They know they have time to meet a guy and get pregnant the regular way. So what’s driving you, Kimber? You know you don’t have to do a breeding party, right? You could just sign up for a gang-bang event, and it would be pretty much the same, except the guys would wear protection.”

I take a deep breath before looking Amanda in the eye. The blonde woman doesn’t flinch, merely returning my gaze expectantly.

“The truth is that I’ve wanted to be a mom for a long time,” I say. “Since I was a little girl, in fact.”

“Okaaaay,” Amanda drawls. “But what else?”

I shrug.

“I can’t find the right guy. The boys I meet are so young and immature, and it turns me off.”

“Okaaaay,” Amanda drawls again. “But there are thousands of men out there who’d love to sleep with a beautiful twenty-year old woman. I’m sure you could find one to father a baby.”

I shrug.

“Maybe, but maybe not. Men have expectations. Not a lot of guys are going to walk away, and let me be a mom on my own.”

Amanda shoots me a surprised look.

“So you want to be a single mom?”

“Yes,” I say smartly. “No. I mean, yes and no. I mean, I’m not sure—”

Amanda lets out a huge sigh, her blonde bangs blowing off her forehead.

“Kimber, I like you, so I’m going to be blunt. It’s clear you’re not cut out for this. You’re not able to articulate a reason for wanting to be bred. The most you’ve been able to come up with is I’ve always wanted to be a mom, and unfortunately, that’s not enough. I’m afraid I’m going to have to terminate this interview. Thanks for coming in.”

But as the middle-aged woman gets up to dismiss me, I shoot her a pleading look. It’s time to be truthful and honest, even if the reality is embarrassing.

“Please, give me a chance, Amanda. Don’t dismiss me out of hand. I want to be bred because I’m a slut, okay? I want to be gang-banged by a crew of rich alpha males! I want them to claim me so that I’m oozing male seed from all of my holes. I want to be used like a fuckdoll, and taken for all I’m worth.”



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