So after reading several reddit comments/insights yesterday, I decided to try and get over my sexual hang-ups by immersing myself in them wholeheartedly. It’s definitely going to be a slow process, but I wanted to get started right away before I chickened out, so I asked Sam whether we could meet again that night. He was surprised since we usually take a day or two’s break after each session, but agreed quickly when I said I wanted to explore the impregnation kink he’d teased me about having after fucking me bare the day before. After exchanging ideas from our favorite porn videos (and NSFW subreddits!), we were ready to start.
Sam first fucked me with a condom to a light orgasm on his couch. That in itself was a lot of fun, as he turned the TV on and we both watched The Office as he took me doggystyle. Then Sam led me naked to his bedroom, where I sprawled between his legs as he reached between mine and worked my vulva over with our Hitachi.
“I want you craving my bare cock,” he said as I counted out three intense, white-out orgasms in quick succession. “This is just gonna make you nice and tight for me. You’re not satisfied yet, are you?”
“No, Daddy,” I panted.
“Good.” Sam flicked the Hitachi to its highest setting and held me still as I shuddered through a fourth clitoral orgasm and my fifth of the night, half from pleasure-pain and half at the depraved thought that he was priming me to be as receptive and pleasurable as possible when he fucked me bare. It was working. By the time I’d finished orgasming, I had slid deep into the submissive mindset we’d planned for our play that night.
The scene was simple. Sam had bought me, a young girl in a fertile cycle, and now he was going to breed me. I lay face up on his bed, legs crossed defensively. Sam raised an eyebrow and barked at me to spread them in a V and present my pussy for examination.
“It’ll do,” he said at last.
Climbing onto the bed, he crouched on all fours looming above me. I was in a position of simple but complete submission: legs hooked over his shoulders, hips tilted up, Sam’s hands cupping my ass and spreading the cheeks apart.
“Guide my cock into you,” he commanded. I obeyed.
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Slowly, Sam began pistoning his hips downward, driving his cock into my tight folds. I hadn’t squirted as much as usual, so the sensation of friction as Sam penetrated and pulled out of my slit over and over drove me a little wild. I placed one hand low on my stomach to try and feel where he’d gotten inside of me, where he was starting to rub the right places and send shivery shocks of pleasure racing through my legs. Sam was easily sinking the whole length of his cock into me by now, balls pressing flush against my vulva each time. Powerful thrusts drove into me from above as I bucked up for more below. Then one accidental twist of the hips let him slip deeper downwards instead of striking up at my G spot, and I thrashed as I suddenly felt truly penetrated, cored, deep, FULL.
“Daddy, it’s – God, it’s really deep.”
“Am I hitting your cervix?”
“I think so.”
“Interesting.”
Sam did it again. And again. And again. Until my body was quaking with overstimulation and felt like putty in his hands, like my skin was unraveling at the seams. I was overwhelmed by how primal this all felt: Sam’s whole body weight crushing me into the mattress and folding me in half to give him better access to my cunt, the way humans had been fucking and breeding for thousands of years.
“Your pussy feels so good. Why the fuck does it feel so good?” he growled as he worked my ass up and down to shove me ever deeper onto his cock. I watched dazedly as it dragged in and out of me, happy at the obvious pleasure Sam took in dipping into my pussy. At parting my labia folds, popping the head of his cock through the ring of muscle, and sliding into the greedy hot clutch of my body. And oh my god did it feel good too, the heat of a bare cock pumping up my G spot and fucking a new space inside me.
It didn’t take long before I felt the flutterings of an orgasm lighting up my spine and I began to unconsciously tighten up all over. Sam noticed too. “Come on,” he panted. “Milk me. More. That’s it, good girl.”
His words made me flush deeply and tipped me over the edge. “‘Oh fuck,” I cried as the throbbing pleasure popped and flooded through my tensed body, my pussy finally slickening adequately and contracting – hard – as I writhed and rode my orgasm out. Sam gasped and started snapping his hips faster, more urgently. I shivered. I knew what came next.
“There’s no condom,” I warned, “remember, there’s no condom-”
“I don’t care,” Sam said, and then groaned as he finally let go and shoved home, his balls plugging me up as he began to shoot in long, hot silky spurts against my walls. “Fuck yes, fuck YES.”
“Shit, you’re made for this,” Sam declared, and then proceeded to fuck me like a champ as he continued to cream my pussy, bearing down to fold me further and tilt my hips up, ensuring that every last drop of his cum “ends up where it belongs”. The noise was obscene: an unmistakable, wet, wanton sound every time Sam pulled out of my pleasure-blitzed cunt, cum dribbling free and running down my ass. I obediently clenched up on every outstroke, milking his cock to prolong his orgasm as much as possible.
“One more thing,” Sam said when he was finished and still tucked up inside of me. He pulled out a slim vibrator from underneath a pillow. Before I realized what was happening, he’d placed the buzzing tip on my engorged clit.
“Shit shit shit shit shit,” I screamed, bucking back onto his softening cock. The sharp, immediate pleasure on my clit was burning away the lazy satiation of my vaginal orgasm, pushing me rapidly to the edge of coming again. Sam started sucking on the stiff points of my nipples, and I immediately seized inside-out, crying brokenly. I felt Sam’s grunt from my sudden tightness again, his spent cock shoving in balls deep and drooling out a final load into my pussy.
“Damn, you’d definitely be pregnant if we did that for real,” Sam joked when we were done.
“Don’t even,” I warned, swatting him as I worked the cramps out of my hips. I’m actually looking into getting an IUD now. I plan on asking for this a lot more in the future, and you can never be too careful
Your writing is getting better and better! So hot! Can you give us a butt pic?
You made me crave your stories as much, as Sam made you craving his cock!! Please keep on posting!!
Wow. Your writing took me to that place where you were. It’s so good.
I want to say that Sam is a lucky man, and while he obviously is, you are also very lucky to have connected with him. He seems to be bringing out the extremely sexual woman that you truly are, the woman you may not have even known you were capable of being.
It’s very encouraging to see that you’re trying to progress past your hangups by immersing yourself into them, as you said. So many people hold themselves back for years and some never even try anything new, so what you’re doing is to be commended.
Thank you for another really hot story. It had me rock hard and wanting to touch myself. I’m not alone or I would’ve. :)