Tuesday, October 22, 2013

A withdrawal from the (sperm) bank (Cum bathtub fantasy)

So, those of you who know me from Tribe will probably recognize this one, but I wanted to repost it here for my other followers. It is sort of a spoof fantasy based on my bathtub full of cum fantasy. Sorry, since I have been feeling nauseous, I haven't really been in the mood for new fantasies, so maybe this one will help, even though it is a reprint.


Here to make a deposit?" the nurse asks sarcastically.


"No, a withdrawal. Give me all your sperm and no one gets hurt," comes my reply as I brandish a pistol at her.


You can see the look of fear pass over her face.


"What are you doing? Why are you doing this?"


I look her over. "Because I want all of that in me. Now take me to your sperm."


She leads me to a pool, and my eyes light up. Here is an actual swimming pool, filled with sperm.


"It's all frozen. Warm it up."


She hesitates, looks like she wants to say something.


Instead of speaking, she goes over to a console, fiddling with some buttons. Soon, the room warms up, and I can see the pool liquefy again.


I begin to disrobe, and hear her squawk, as if she is about to burst from holding her opinion. I decide that she will join my fantasy.


"Take off your clothes" I say to her, brandishing the gun.


"What!? Never! What the hell are you doing?"


"We are going for a swim," I reply, grinning evilly.


"I will not do any such thing!"


"Is it worth your life?"


"Ok, ok, I am taking off my clothes!"


She proceeds to disrobe, pausing on her bra and panties until I wave my gun for her to get on with it.


She stands before me, nice firm breasts, slightly wide hips, but perfect for children. I wonder if she has any?


I push the gun against her, pushing her towards the sperm filled pool. She hesitates, eyeing it like some monster, waiting to eat her up.


Finally, I push her, and she falls into the pool, splashing.


I slip in next to her, enjoying the sticky feel of the sperm, clinging to my body. Letting out a shudder of anticipation, I slip in the rest of the way.

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