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"Oh God..." Matthew groaned. Her ass was a lot like her pussy; tight and silky smooth inside. Yet the muscles clenched just a little differently. He definitely liked it Neither one of them was moving at the moment, as they both wanted to savor the new sensations overtaking them. But eventually Matthew began to move his hips. Since it was such a tight squeeze, he had to move slowly, though the sheer constriction inside her was ensuring every thrust sent shockwaves of pleasure through his body. Himawari meanwhile was feeling no less delighted by the act, already she could feel the stirrings of an anal orgasm building within her."You like that?" Himawari purred, leaning upward to cradle her face against his."Yeah... I do." He replied. Picking up on her cues he drew her face over to face him and kissed her tenderly. The sounds of their coupling echoed through the open air; Muffled moans, wet smacks and the occasional sound of Himawari's car recoiling from the impact. Little by little, their pace increased, now a slow but smooth rate. Before too long, Himawari was struck by a powerful and sudden anal orgasm. It was quite a bit different from her usual ones, more of a series of bursts of contracting pleasure than a steady flow of it. If she were looking down at the moment, she would have noticed her pussy fluttering and clenching at a phantom object. From her lips, a breathy moan of delight emerged, sounding off into the cold night air. It lasted a good while before finally receding, and yet Himawari found herself feeling a little bit frustrated in its wake. It wasn't that it didn't feel good, rather more like it didn't feel good ENOUGH. Right now, she wanted more. She wanted to feel the intensity of being well and truly FUCKED."Matthew..." she purred as she broke free. "I know you're holding back on me... You're worried that you're going to hurt me, aren't you?""Well...yes." He admitted sheepishly."Such a gentleman." Himawari replied. "Sometimes that's good but, not right now... Right now I WANT you to hurt me. I want you to fuck me so hard my cheeks clap like crazy and I can't walk straight afterwards. So come on... fuck me like you mean it!" she said with an animalistic growl. Matthew needed no additional encouragement. His hands sunk deeply into the soft flesh of her ass as he roughly ploughed into her. Subtlety and grace were thrown out the window completely in favor of primal fucking."Fuck!" Grunted Matthew, his usual hesitation about cursing gone. The sensations running through his dick were unlike anything he'd ever experienced, it was nothing short of a miracle that he hadn't cum properly yet, though he was having quite a few dry orgasms here and there. Himawari on the other hand was being rocked again and again with those exotically explosive analgasms. Creamy pussy juice was continuously shooting out of her with extreme force, practically turning the ground beneath her into mud. Her moans had escalated into full on screams of ecstasy, punctuated by the rhythmic clapping of her ass. It seemed he'd given her what he wanted. "Your asshole's so tight!" he growled, unsure exactly what else to say."THAT'S BECAUSE YOU'RE SO BIIIIIIG!!" Himawari hollered, her toes curling automatically. Quivering ripples ran through her legs as their muscular functions began to shut down to save precious brainpower for more orgasms. If she wasn't leaning on the car or impaled on Matthew's massive cock she would have probably toppled over. She was going to be incredibly sore tomorrow, and she SO didn't care. Tears of both pain and pleasure ran down her face, making her makeup run down in sexy black streaks. On and on they carried into the night, neither one of them knowing nor caring just how long they were fucking. But all good things had to come to an end eventually, and Mathew soon felt the lightning rushing through him and the tension in his balls alerting him to his incoming climax."Here it...CUMS!" he roared as he hilted himself one last time. Himawari barely registered what had happened when he began to shoot off. Pint after pint of creamy cum splattered her insides, quickly inflating her belly with its potent cargo. Himawari's eyes fluttered as one last orgasm hit her, an instinctive response to being seeded, even if it was in the "wrong" hole. As the shots dwindled, Matthew collapsed on top of her, all the wind knocked out of him. It took a good while before either of them came back down to earth."Um...Matthew?" Himawari asked softly, tilting her head to look up at him. "You're kind of heavy...""Oh! Sorry!" he said frantically, lifting himself up to take the weight off her. It took him another second to realize he was still hilted inside her. Slowly and carefully, he pulled himself out. While there was some difficulty getting the head out, he was able to pull free with a little force. Himawari's anus took a little bit longer to close shut than her pussy normally did. But close it did, as much as she would have liked a little reminder. Still, given how red it now was, she was likely to feel it big time once the endorphins wore off. When she finally had enough strength, Himawari staggered back upright. Her belly jiggled a little thanks to the noticeable cum bump, and Matthew had to suppress a laugh at the comical sight. "Are you alright?""Yeah, I'm good." Himawari replied, turning around to face Matthew. Inbetween her tremendous curves and swollen belly, she was quite the sight to behold. Even though she couldn't see herself all too well, Himawari felt right at home in such a bloated, well fucked state. Almost like it was a natural state of being for her... well, she'd have to get used to it sooner or later. "So..." she continued with a smile. "You said you had something to tell me?""Didn't you?""Well yeah, but you can go ahead." Himawari said. "I mean you did bring it up first.""Right..." Matthew looked down for a moment as he figured out how to put what he was feeling into words. The anxiety was eating him up inside, and would likely spike even higher when he started properly. But not telling her would probably be worse in the long run, he had to tell her now or he'd regret it forever. "Himawari..." Matthew finally said as he held her hands in his own, looking deep into her eyes. "Ever since I met you, I've been thinking about you all the time. I've never known anyone like you; You're so kind, so comforting so... so beautiful." He was struggling to put it properly into words, even though he'd written down about 20 or so of these speeches and rehearsed them in his head. "And through all that, I finally realized something. I...I love you Himawari." A long silence passed over them. Himawari was clearly unprepared for that, her eyes open wide and her mouth slightly slack. No boy had ever said that to her, at least not with that level of sincerity. Her heart was thumping rapidly, and a strange force seemed to be squeezing her insides just enough to create discomfort."I..." she didn't know what to say. This was going to be hard enough to tell him already, but now it was going to complicate everything. But he had to know, she had to tell him before he found out otherwise. "I'm pregnant." Time stood still for a good long while, Matthew and Himawari were both frozen in shock."You're...pregnant?!" Matthew repeated, barely managing to get the words out of his mouth."Yes." She affirmed flatly."H-how-I mean, I thought you were...""No, I..." Himawari paused. "We don't believe in birth control in my family.""You don't...what?!" Matthew exclaimed frantically, his ability to speak was shaken up by his shock."We're Breeders Matthew! We're just following our natural urges and doing what we were literally born to do!""Was that all I was to you?! Just a source of sperm to start your brood?!" Matthew was furious now. All too late Himawari began to see the problem. Of course, he'd been raised in a "nuclear family" set-up."No! It wasn't like that at all!" Himawari countered, doing her best to calm him down. For the first time, it wasn't working. "I care about you a lot Matthew! You're more than just that to me!""...Do you love me?" He wasn't yelling, but she could feel the quiet fury in his voice. His head was turned away from her gaze, as if to hide the tears that were no doubt beginning to form within him. What was she to do? Should she lie to him, tell him what he wanted to hear? No, as painful as it was, he deserved to know the truth."You...you confuse me." She finally said."I what?!""You confuse me." Himawari repeated. "Matthew I... I enjoy being with you, and I'm glad you're the father. But..." she paused, swallowed hard, and braced for the bomb she was about to drop. "But I don't know if I love you. I think about you, but... there's always this... this nagging doubt. I'm sorry Matthew, but I can't say I love someone until I know for sure." Matthew let out a primal roar of anguish, and collapsed face forward onto his dodge. His hand balled into fists and pounded on the hood, leaving behind noticeable dents. Tears flowed from his eyes and he sobbed loudly. There was a deep sickening sensation within his gut, and a clenching pain in his chest. They'd always called it heartbreak, but he never knew how apt that description was until now. It actually felt like his heart had been broken, the despair was just too much for him to bear. Himawari walked over and placed her hand on his shoulder. "Matthew?" she asked softly."Leave me alone!!" He bellowed, slapping her hand away in rage. "Just go! Leave me!" Himawari drew back, unsure what to do and more than a little frightened. Even with her talent for empathy, Himawari couldn't figure out how to calm him down. Even if she were to say that she changed her mind and realized she loved him after all, he wouldn't believe her anyways. As bad as it made her feel to just leave him, Himawari knew deep down that he was feeling it worse than she was. She then quietly put her clothes back on and walked over to her car. Matthew was too caught up in his own grief to turn around, and wouldn't be able to see her face anyways. But if he could, he would have seen tears streaming down her face. Why did it hurt her so much too?*It was a little after 10 when Matthew finally managed to calm himself down enough to return home. His eyes were still all red and puffy, and his nose was still quite blocked off. The initial shock and pain had somewhat subsided. Right now he just felt numb and hollow. What really was there to say anymore? As he pulled into the driveway, he didn't even notice that the living room lights were still on. When he opened the front door, the unusual amount of light at this hour suddenly became more obvious to him. Before he had a moment to process it, he heard a voice ring through the air. "Matthew?" he knew that voice all too well."Y-yeah?" he stammered."Could you come into the living room please son?" Matthew's heart lurched hard for the second time this evening. That tone in his father's voice was calm and stern, the way it always got when he was holding back his tranquil fury. It would do him no good to try and avoid him, whatever it was he had to obey. Without a word he entered into the living room, only to be greeted by a chillingly unsettling sight.Pastor Greg was seated on the pleather couch, his face a visage of stone-cold sternness. Seated at his left was his wife, Matthew's mother June. From a glance, she looked to be the picture-perfect preacher's wife; A short blonde bob cut, a conservative blue blouse buttoned up all the way to her neck, and a long skirt that draped down well past her ankles. She wore the bare minimum of makeup, unremarkable lipstick and mascara with just a little bit of blush. Not that she needed much of it though, her natural features What was unusual about her though was her physique; June was unusually curvaceous for the kind of community she was in, with very wide hips and an exceptionally large backside. If her bust wasn't of a more modest size, one could almost confuse her for a Breeder. The other more exceptional feature was her eyes, a beautiful sapphire blue, they always drew attention directly towards them. Like her husband, her face was a stony exterior of seriousness, whatever they had to say to him it was very important. Automatically, Matthew collapsed onto one of the chairs."Matthew..." His father said, leaning forward onto his hands. "Would you care to tell us who Himawari is?" A wave of nervous nausea quickly washed over Matthew, overwhelming his thought processes for a good couple of minutes. He struggled hard to figure out how to answer the question."W-where did you hear that name?" he stammered frantically."Ruth told us about her just a couple hours ago. She said you had been trying to witness to her." He replied. "So imagine our surprise when we checked your computer and found out who she was... you've been seeing a Breeder haven't you son?" Matthew visibly recoiled, almost as if he had been shot. He certainly felt like he had been. Of course, he should have known they'd check his Instagram, they never did believe in privacy."Yes." He whispered, turning his head away. Once again, tears began to well up in his eyes. This time no tinge of rage behind them. Just sadness and despair."Was she the one you were talking to me about?""...No.""Was that story a lie?" The pastor was now in full on interrogation mode."...Mostly.""Have you been having sex with her?" his father asked flatly. Matthew didn't answer. Could he even do so? Half of him wanted to confess, knowing that it would be worse for him if he lied, the other half meanwhile told him to stand his ground and deny it. "Have you been having sex!?" he yelled. The tranquil fury was gone, replaced with overt wrath. Matthew's flight-or-flight response was brought to the surface by his voice, almost as if he were weaving in mind control into his words. He was left with no choice but to answer."Yes!" he sobbed as his composure began to break down. He then slumped forward and began to cry into his hands. It seemed as if his whole world was falling apart around him. If he looked up, he would have seen the reactions of his parents. June had covered her mouth with her hand while Pastor Greg had leaned forward, clutching his hair tightly in his fingers."How could you... how could you be so stupid and short sighted?!" He continued, his voice escalating in intensity with every word. "Did you not stop to think for one second of the consequences?! You could have caught a disease, or gotten someone pregnant!" That last comment hit Matthew right where it hurt most. "Not to mention you have damned your soul! What if you had been hit by a car or something? You'd be burning in Hell right now all because you threw your salvation away for the chance to sin!""But Dad I didn't think-""Exactly! You didn't think!" the pastor yelled. "What kind of example are you setting for Ruth and Leah?! How are we supposed to explain to them that their bother is a... a sinner and a hypocrite?!" Matthew couldn't say anything to that, he was now breaking down and bawling loudly. Out of maternal instinct, June ran over to gather Matthew up in her arms and comfort him. "No!" snapped Greg, stopping her just short of her embrace. "What he's feeling right now is good for him. That emotional pain is nothing compared to what the fires of Hell would be." His voice was deescalating back to the tranquil fury of before. "Your guilt hurts, doesn't it Matthew?""Yes." He sobbed, completely broken down. Matthew was truly torn right now, the revelations he had experienced regarding his faith had been long brewing, and he was sure Himawari had only coaxed out what was already there. But still... he couldn't help but feel like his Father had been right all along right now; His acts of sin had all but completely destroyed his life, left behind a bastard he never intended to conceive, and the woman he loved had turned him away when he bore his soul to her. Perhaps he did deserve to feel this way. "W...what do I do father?" he asked softly as he looked up. The Pastor said nothing, his face still remaining as stone cold as ever."Matthew..." he said, breaking the silence. "Your mother and I have talked it over, and we believe it would be best for you if you spent some time at the Institute's rehabilitation center." Matthew was struck dumb. He had heard about the center before; it was where the members of the Initiative sent Breeders to be "cured". This wasn't a decision one would make lightly, for the methods were rather...extreme in their attempt to get results, even by his father's standards."What?!" Matthew exclaimed. "But-but it was just a lapse of judgement! I will pray and repent for it, and I won't do it again! I don't need to be sent there! Please!!""I'm sorry Matthew, but our decision is final." Greg said softly. "We did our best to try and keep you on the right path. But yet you still fell astray, we have failed you. It's for the good of your soul son, we cannot let you fall to Hell." A horrible silence passed over the room. Matthew could hardly believe what was happening. "It's getting late, and you leave in the morning. Get some sleep son, I suggest you ask the lord for forgiveness before you go... you never know what may happen." With that, he and June got up and made their way upstairs. Matthew just sat there in stunned silence; his brain just unable to process everything that had happened to him. It would be quite a while before he eventually managed to muster up the composure to stand up and head to bed.*Himawari opened the front door and stepped inside. "Hello?" a voice rang out, which she immediately recognized as her mother. It was after 10pm on a week night, at this hour her mother only had one reason for being up so late, and since she could only hear one voice the guy must either be asleep or had left already."It's me mom." She answered flatly, just loud enough to be heard without waking up her siblings. As she made her way towards the staircase, her Mother strolled out of the kitchen. Yukiko's hair was disheveled and messy, and a fairly noticeable reflective sheen of sweat adorned her face. She was wearing a plain grey tank top and a pair of plain white panties, the sort of unremarkable comfortable clothing one wore to bed. In her hand was a bottle of cold green tea. Yep, she had definitely been entertaining a guy. Nothing new in this household."How did it go honey?" Yukiko asked before taking a big gulp of her tea. Himawari had told her about both Matthew and the pregnancy, it really wasn't something that she kept from her mom. Besides, Yukiko had always been enthusiastic about the idea of Grandchildren, and she certainly wouldn't want to deny her mother that joy."It um..." Himawari muttered, biting her lip in nervousness. "Didn't go so well." Yukiko paused, then slowly lowered the bottle."What happened?""Well, he um... got pretty mad. Accused me of treating him like a sperm donor and he..." she swallowed. Why was this part so hard to say? "He asked me if I loved him.""And what did you tell him?" Yukiko asked flatly, Himawari paused for a good while before looking down to the ground. All at once she let the entire story out, sparing almost no details, with Yukiko listening intently and nodding along the whole time. When she had finally finished, Yukiko just took a moment to take it all in. The funny thing about being a mom was that you were never quite prepared for the situations your kids got into, and the mark of a great parent was dealing with the unexpected. "You don't know if you love him?" she finally asked."Yeah..." Himawari nodded. "I mean... Matthew's a great guy, we have so much fun together and I'm glad to be carrying his child. Sometimes I find myself thinking about him but every time I do there's just this... this doubt within me. That maybe I'm only settling for him or something like that. I just...I just always thought that if I did fall in love, I would know for sure without a shred of doubt you know?" Yukiko nodded, pursing her full lips as she tried to figure out how best to answer that.