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xHamster was throwing a contest for all the young women who had impregnation blogs. The object of this contest was to find three (3) men who would be willing to have unprotected sex with the risk of impregnating her.

The rules were extensive.
1) All three men had to live in another state. Which means I had to find three men who were NOT in the state of California.

2) One of the men had to married. Another man had to be Divorced. And another had to be widowed.

3) They all had to have had sex with the female contestant within a period of 7 days.

4) When each man was cumming he was to be VERY vocal about wanting to impregnate the young woman. Saying things like “I’m cumming in your womb”, “Here comes the daddy maker load!”, “Open up. You’re about to be a Mommy!” Apparently, the sillier the better. And, there were to be NO edits. It had to be one continuous video stream with no changes in angles or frame positions.

5) The fertile womb and the potent seed : If the woman is impregnated by one of her men then they would both win 50 thousand dollars a week for life, and a brand new state of the art computer and webcam package.

The rules had very specific qualifications that I had to follow. AGE was not the issue, but their relationship status was. Each woman was to provide a video sex recorded document of each man that was breeding her.

Nervously I placed my application on xHamster to be a contestant.


Immediately I received offers from three (3) perfect older men. A dream come true.

I felt like I was in a surreal production of MAMMA MIA! I had three (3) men from different parts of the country wanting to participate with me. 3 Baby Daddies. lol


The first man I flew to meet was Henry from the beautiful state of New Hampshire. He was 65 years old, retired, and a widow. He had 4 c***dren who were grown, married, and out of the house. He had been looking to find a young lady on xHamster to Impregnate. This contest was perfect for him.


Henry was a very good looking older man. Sexually Aggressive. His breeding tool was perfect. Healthy and very big. The mushroom head alone was going to make me cum.

I could tell he hadn’t been with a woman in many years. When he mounted me I gasped. Pure sexual strength. I just held onto him as he fucked me very deeply. I didn’t have to worry about him saying the things he needed to say because after the first time he made me cum he repeatedly said,

“That’s right, Carla, open up in there! Let’s make a baby together!”

Henry was very good. He made me cum several times. I didn’t want to let him go. His cock was thick and long. He slid in and out giving me direct contact vaginally that I desired. Mature. Experienced cock. He knew when I was about to cum. He read my body like a sex monitor.

“Henry, I’m cumming, again! Oh, God!!!! I’m…. Uh….Henry, I’m cumming”

His hips pumped and fucked me true and deep.

“Yes, sweetheart, open up.. get ready for me… This is our baby making night!!”

I was wet and horny for him and he knew it. His mature body made me so weak that my legs were shaking. My puffy hole was twitching and squeezing against him. I juiced and milked on him so wet. He couldn’t stand the tight wetness anymore.

“YES!!!.God yes… oh, it’s time.. Carla, I’m gonna cum. It’s time to make a baby together..”

His feet and knees pushed harder into the bed. I felt his aged cock thicken and grow into a fully naked cum shooter. I moaned from the pressure building up inside of me. I wanted this. I wanted this for Henry.

“God! open up for me.. open up baby.. Take my baby juice.. c’mon! open….!!!”

Henry grunted and moaned His cock flinched and throbbed.. A warm wet stream filled my inner walls. He was cumming like a sex bull. He was depositing his love making and baby planting seeds. My womb sucked it up… he was number one!


The second man I flew to meet was Ethan from the great state of Texas. He lived in a charming little town called Farmersville. He was 37 years old, a fireman, and newly divorced. He has shared custody of his 2 small daughters.

The day I came to visit it was during the 3 months his girls were living with him, so we had to go to a motel for the breeding session. Online for the past 8 months he had been seeking a good Christian lady to help fulfill his Impregnation fetish. I am a true daughter of Christ, also with a fetish to be bred, and so we were a match…


Ethan was vocal, but he was rough. His body was well built in many ways. Strong chest and arms. His cock was narrow and extremely long. Full cockhead and a very veiny shaft. He took his time inserting his cock into me.. but when he could feel that I was relaxed enough.. WHAM! He fuck thrust me the whole time. No stopping to kiss. His face as in the pillow next to my head. His cock was a penetrating piston of sex. Ethan was in this competition to impregnate me, NOT to make friends with me. My vagina was just a young fuck hole. I was a wet piece of sex for him to win 50 thousand dollars a week for life. He was not acting like a true Son of Christ if he really wanted a proper Christian Girl.

He moaned and grunted with every firm thrust he planted in me. Proud of his ability to make me cum a dozen or more times. Proud that his fire hose was working overtime. Yeah, right! The fireman was working to make my pussy very raw. Ethan was fucking the hell out of me. His goal was to blow a healthy load in my womb and win the money.

He fucked harder and I started to cum again… Why did he have to be so damn good at this? Then I heard him moaning…

“Oh, fuck, I’m gonna cum.. fuck… I’m cummin’!”

I tried to get him to remember. I pleaded with him… “Say it, Ethan, Please, say it!!”

“Alright! Jesus!!!! Take my baby in you, fuckin’ bitch! Take Daddies nut up your used fuckin twat!. Are you happy?”

Ethan ram fucked my sore beaten pussy over and over. Screaming hateful things and called me his wife’s name on camera dozens of times. I was horrified. Would this breeding session count? Did his words have to be loving? I didn’t know.

Ethan pulled out. Wiped his cum covered cock on the bedspread, got dressed. slapped my ass, and told me to be out of the room by 5:00PM. It was already 4:45PM – No wonder he was in such a hurry. He rented the room by the hour.

My red swollen pussy hole was throbbing and my womb sucked up his thick pasty puddle of white sperm… he was number two.


The third and final man I flew to meet was Jack from Birmingham, Alabama. He was 54 years old, owner of a construction company, and married to the same woman for over 30 years. He has 5 sons who are all in the construction business with him.

In a sexless marriage Jack recently found out that xHamster was a great place to help with his masturbating late at night. He actually loved my sexual blog and we had been writing privately to each other a year before the competition began. We would web cam from time to time. He was hoping I would be the young lady on xHamster he would get to Impregnate someday. This contest was the ideal situation for both of us.

In cam chat I saw his nude body a few times. Hairy chest, hairy arms, hairy legs, and his cock was really beautiful. It did not look as large as it felt. OMG! He knew I would need time to adjust to him. He suggested that for our first time I ride him. Our first time? Were we going to have many breeding sessions?

He looked me in the eyes as I slowly, very slowly, pushed down onto him. I gasped and asked him to stop. He did.

“Relax, baby doll, let your pussy sink down and wrap around me. Don’t force me in you. Relax and open up gradually”.


I relaxed and slowly became accustomed to the fat fullness of the head and shaft. I began to easily slide up and down on him. Once my vagina coated his cock fully he began to move with me. I rode him. He took me lightly around the waist allowing me to glide up and back down on his stiff pole. Jack kept his eyes staring deeply and lovingly into mine every single minute.

“Baby Doll, you are absolutely beautiful. I am goin’ to soak your womb and fill you with a beautiful baby. Your body is goin’ to carry our love c***d and it will be a proud moment for us. Feel me, Baby Doll? Do you feel how hard I am for you?”

I was shaking all over as my wetness slid up and down his stiff pole. Opening me. Jabbing into me. Splitting me as a sat down onto him and he pushed easily back up. Together we gently rocked and rode and bounced locked skin to skin.

I moaned, “Jack, you’re gonna make me cum. I am going to …. oh, God.. Jack.. you feel so good opening me… you’re… ohhhhhh Jack… you’re making me cum”.

My pussy slid and sucked and squeezed against his cock. As I rode him my pussy muscles spread and a flood of warm cum fully covered his cock and balls. He moaned as the heated wet juices coated him. Jack closed his eyes and for the first time he broke his intense loving stare into mine. He was enjoying the feeling of my womanly fluids soaking him. Giving him a true physical sign that I was turned on and his body was making me feel pleasure.

I continued to ride him. Squeezing him. He began to moan and never opened his eyes again. In between his moaning he said,

“Oh, Baby Doll, I’m goin’ to … God hold on…. givin’ you a baby now. I feel your beautiful pussy sucking the cum out of me. Ooooo.. baby, it’s time. I want this seed up in you. My God, you are a sweet baby doll. Feel me.. I’m about to… I’m about to… Oh.. sweet Jesus, I’m spermin’ you deep, my beautiful girl. Hold on.. oh, God… here… it.. ohhhhhh!!!!”

He wrapped his arms around me tightly with his face in my breasts, and he roughly impaled my pussy down deep and hard. I screamed from the pain and the pleasure. My pussy hole gushed out every ounce of fluid my inner walls were holding. His hips pumped and thrust. Fucked and penetrated me. I was holding on. He was doing it. He was cumming. I felt his cock pulsate and release a big load. Then another. Then another. He grunted and… told me he loved making a baby with me. He wanted this… He wanted to give me his baby.

Without parting our bodies Jack pulled us both down on the bed. He was now on top of me. His hard cock corked his seed up in me. My womb joyfully and lovingly sucked up his baby seed… he was number three!


I found out that I am pregnant. Since there were 9 hundred fertile xHamster girls in the competition we would have to wait until all of the recorded breeding sessions were submitted. I made the deadline getting impregnated AND all of my breeding videos were submitted on time.

Out of 900 girls WHO would be the winner?
AND
Which Daddy was going to be MY baby Daddy?

==============
Widowed seed #1 – HENRY


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Divorced seed #2 - ETHAN


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Married Seed #3 - JACK


BABY MAKING CHALLENGE (drum roll) NOVEMBER 2018

AND… THE WINNER… IS…

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My name is Darin Taylor. I started a journal shortly after I turned twelve. The journal itself is just a collection of bits and pieces of my thoughts and ideas about things that have happened to me and my mom. I have kept the journal secret, but perhaps one day someone else my age may use what I have learned, so I have rewritten it as a continuous narrative. I just turned seventeen a few days ago. I received a scholarship to the university and will be starting college in a few weeks. This...

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The journal of a celebrity sex therapist

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Little Red Journal 5 My Type

04/20/---CI dreamt I made out with EK.  It felt so good.  There wasn't any action around where the legs split off; though my leg did start to wrap around his.  I no [know] he isn't thin.  And he has turned into a real rebel now.  If my friends knew I like him they would think I'm desperate like Vicky.  I haven't liked EK for that long.  Physical touch... This was just a dream, but God... I don't care who it fucking is.  I want touch...05/06/---CYou know Mom's starting to suspect I am not...

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Her Journal

He asked me to write something real. To write what I know. He said there is talent in my writing. I have to laugh, thinking maybe even he can’t see through the bullshit I write…but then again maybe he can. So this I write, what I know…what is me…as painful as it is going to be… I look at the journal before me, the latest of many I have hidden in a chest. Only this one unlike all the others is empty of words, with the exception of pretty phrases cut out of magazines and pictures of places I...

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Lost Lambs Little Red Journal 2Masturbation and Nudity

3/26/---- lying naked on the floor in my room listening to “I’ll Be Your Inspiration.” dancing in front of the window that work to me as a mirror.  Screw clothesWithout any real relationships, I was constrained to my own sensuality and imagination.  At a certain point in my life, I began staying up or getting up again late at night to dance naked in my room to a stereo turned quiet enough so that I was the only one in the house to hear it. I would listen to techno music and gyrate as...

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December Swap Meat Journal Entry

December chill has hit us but I still long for attention and fun. A few recent swingers parties were okay at best — but they keep me hungry for more.I'm very fortunate that I live this lifestyle and I wish that I’d started younger. My husband is awesome — he just is. I never really write about him much because he doesn't know I keep this journal. And he certainly doesn’t know about some of the things I do. They would probably crush him. I step out more than I should but we have a “don't ask,...

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My November Journal Entry

My birthday was on a Sunday and all I had planned was a swinger’s club visit and some husband fun. I didn’t expect much to happen but I was hoping it would as the start of November had been disappointing, nothing other than a dud swinger’s party. In the event, I had a great romantic weekend on my birthday and hubby’s birthday was on the horizon as well. All good signs.I'd been bored to tears during the work week and I masturbated like a teenager to on-cam guys who had huge cocks. I had happy...

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The Secret Confessions Of Bella Journal One

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The Sissy Journal Vol 001

This is a journal every sissy should read. Hope you like it, more to cum ;) by Lady Jayne Hills, Detroit Sissy Society CEO and True Boss Bitch. The Sissy Journalby Lady Jayne HillsDetroit Sissy Society CEO and True Boss BitchDay : 03/13/2019Time : 1:30 PMHow : Gr****rWhere : His Place - HouseName : ? 001 ?He hit me up on gr****r. We chatted and swapped pics. Sent girly pics first, then boy pics. He wanted to meet up right away. I went over to his house in boy clothes. He lives only a few blocks...

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MORE of MOMS JOURNAL

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Lady Charlottes Journal Page Four

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Lady Charlotte s Journal Starting Term

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MOMS JOURNAL 3

Back again, after reading in journal about the conference mom and Patty were repeatedly fucked and fed cocks to suck there was a calender gap of a couple weeks, I assume while Moms cunt, ass and jaws healed and got over soreness. There were no party's during that time in our rec room either, Jerome and Travis were at a loss too told me their dad's weren't talking about mom anymore, John next door wasn't coming over and at time we thought it was done, that mom had been used and abused at...

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Stories from wifes journal cont 2

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The Journal of Jonathan Harker

The Journal of Jonathan Harker By Robin O. My name is Jonathan Harker. I had been looking for employment since I graduated from college six months ago with a degree in Eastern European history. My resume and photo on the Internet had not garnered me any job offers. In fact, I hadn't even had an interview. Then, I received an e-mail from an employment agency working for a prospective employer in Romania offering me employment as a personal secretary. As a college exchange student, I...

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Journal is read

She was my 8th grade teacher. She was tall, a few pounds overweight, always dressed in skirts or dresses, and wore her makeup as if she was going out on the town. I loved her in 8th grade, and now, as a 18 year old college student and the PE teacher at the same grade school, I loved her even more. She and her lawyer husband, Kenny, knew how cash strapped I was so they were constantly giving me odd jobs around the house, at his law office, or house sitting to make ends meet. I...

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A Short Journal Entry For Covid Times

This Covid world has been very difficult for everyone and, as swingers, my guy and I have barely played with anybody. The parties around here have really not been worth taking the obvious risk.I’ve managed to have some fun and my husband and I have played a few times — but I've spent more time trying to find worthy adventures as you can read in my journal entries.I’m always seeking new people but nobody, male or female, has jumped out at me for some time. Then, last week at work, I got a notice...

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The Journal Revisited

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Summer of 1992Chapter 2 Kelleys journal Part one

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Creative Teaching Methods

Summary: My first day of creative writing class would change my life in ways I would never have believed. ~ ~ ~In the Fall of 1983 I was beginning the first semester of my senior year of uni. With most of my core classes long since completed I ticked off electives towards the 136 hours I needed to graduate the following May. While flipping through the course catalog, I noticed that Creative Writing 1 was not only 3 credit hours, but could also count towards my Humanities...

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Creative Chamber Part One

A life of curves presents the slow reveal, that often pays grand dividends at the end! This much I've learned. Patience can be a virtue sometimes. "Shackled", "caged", "suppressed liberation", "aching for release"; all some of my favorite expressions of late, to describe my "sensual" reality up to date… but I'm "married". Yes "married", if that's what you want to call it, living this damn cloistered life, which in my mind does not constitute a REAL marriage. Hey… I didn't sign on for this,...

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My Sex Journal pt1 Nicola

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