Broken Condom Cream Pie [MF]

I finished my shift at the bar and was enjoying a drink when she walked in. She stood in the entrance for a moment and looked around at the mostly empty room, her shoulders relaxed and relief fell across her face. She wasn’t looking for a fun and vibrant bar where people went to strut and be seen. She wanted a place like this one, a reprieve from where ever or whom ever she’d been with before.

She walked across the room, pulled out the chair next to me, and bellied up to the bar. She wasn’t prowling. This isn’t a story about how lucky I got because some slut was out on the hunt for dick. This was just a lady who had gotten off work at a different bar down the street and wanted a break. She was plain, but pretty. Dark hair tied up, worn jeans, a t-shirt with stains from some bar kitchen. Everything about her said “I don’t give a shit how I look, I’m tired and want a drink” and I liked it.

“Sure, seats not taken” I said giving her a nod and a smirk.

“Good. I figure if I sit next to you, nobody is going to think I’m alone. If I’m not alone, they won’t be hollering’ at me and I’m not in the mood for any bullshit right now” she said tapping her head with her index finger and giving me a smile.

I smiled back.

“Good idea, what are you drinking?”

“I’ll buy my own drink, thanks” she said.

“Yeah… I’m not buying you shit. It’s on the house.”

I motioned for bartender and nodded at her.

“Oh, you work here?”

“Yep, just finished my shift. Looks like you did too.”

The conversation continued until closing time. She told me about her obsession with Star Trek and how she had named her cat Data. I told her about my poetry rejections and how I’d left my cat with my ex-girlfriend. There were a few more drinks and some laughs as the lights turned off and we exited the bar. Standing on the sidewalk we were both unsure of where this was going. I was about to offer her a friendly hug and tell her I’d see her around until she shoved her hand into her purse, pulled out her keys and said “I’m parked down here” as she motioned for me to follow her.

A short drive later we were in her apartment sitting on her couch. Data the cat climbed along the back, purred into my ear, and nuzzled his face into my head and neck.

“Looks like somebody likes you” she said taking a sip of her drink. “He usually doesn’t like men”.

“Yeah? Lots of guys come here?” I said with a raised eyebrow and smile.

She laughed and slapped my thigh.

“Are you trying to say something, mister? What kind of girl do you think I am?”

“The kind who brings guys over and lets her cat nuzzle into them all night long. Although to be fair, I’m pretty great for nuzzling into.”

“Oh yeah?”

She hopped up on all fours and crawled toward me. Her face drifted into my beard, up the side of my neck. Her mouth settled next to my ear, warm breath washing over it. She draped her arms around my shoulders and swung her legs forward across my lap. My arm wrapped around her waist and my rested on her thigh. Her nose pressed into the side of my neck, I turned my head, and she moved her lips up to meet mine. The flesh of our lips joined, tongues extended and brushed against one another. My hand moved up from her waist to the back of her head, holding her face close.

I squeezed her thigh, filling my hand, and ran it up to her hip. She parted her legs and moaned as my hand rubbed against the denim covering her and drifted down between her legs. I felt the warmth coming from her as she started to grind against my hand. My fingers moved up to the button, undid it, and then pulled her jeans open making room for my fingers. They slid over her panties and down to the wetness between her legs. Her clit was swollen beneath the soft cotton fabric and I began to rub against it. I moved my fingers back and forth trying different speeds and intensities until I found her special rhythm, the one that made her hips arch toward me involuntarily. I moved my fingers down and pressed against her wet little hole, pushing her panties inside her slightly. She moaned and moved against me, took my earlobe between her teeth and bit down gently.

I moved my hand up from between her legs, picked her up off my lap and set her on the couch next to me. Looking up at me, glassy eyed and excited, she lifted her butt so I could grab the legs of her jeans and slide them off. I knelt in front of her, bare legs over my shoulders. My face making its way up her firm calves to her thighs. She giggled and squirmed as my beard caught her unexpectedly. She looked down into my eyes as I opened my mouth and took the panty covered mound inside, bringing my tongue up along the wet fabric covering her. The taste soaked through and made my mouth water. As I was there on my knees, licking her through the panties, she began to press herself into my face. My hand came up, moved her panties to the side exposing her sweet pink slit and my tongue went forward parting her lips, then up to her swollen clit. She moaned again, reached down and grabbed the sides of my head as started rocking her hips. She used my face and mouth like this until my tongue moved down and slid inside of her.

“Oh god, I want you so bad” she said.

I stood, looked down at her, then bent over and scooped her up in my arms.

“Where’s your bed?” I asked.

She bit her lower lip, nodded at her bedroom door, and kissed me again as she continued to grind and writhe in my arms, her pussy and ass pressed against my forearm making it wet. I gently set her down on the bed and started to unbuckle my pants. She sat up, reached forward and grabbed the button.

“This is my favorite part. I love the reveal.” She said smiling.

I smiled back.

Just before she slid down my underwear to allow my now swollen cock fall out over the waistband I pushed her back on the bed.

“And this is mine” I said spreading her legs and positioning myself between her smooth thighs. I grabbed my shaft and massaged the head back and forth across her clit. She shivered, squeezed her legs together and put her hands to my chest.

“Oh, I wish… but no, no” she said as she reached over to her nightstand, opened the drawer and pulled out a condom. “I’m not on birth control”.

I opened the package and rolled the condom down my cock before running the head between her now soaked pussy lips and pressed myself into her. There was pressure, a moan, and then her pussy gave way, spreading itself tightly around my shaft as I began to glide in and out of her. I laid forward, our bodies together, my hands running down her legs gripping her ass, and pulling her to me. Our foreheads touched as we stared into each other’s eyes and moved our bodies in unison. She wrapped her legs around me tightly and pulled my lower back into her.

“You feel so good” she whispered into my ear.

I drove myself deep into her, my cock probing her depths and filling her completely. I held myself there, our bodies connected, feeling the pressure against the head of my cock. She moaned and squeezed her legs around me tighter. I pressed deep again and held there as we stared at each other until slowly I began to press forward again and again. I never really pulled back, just kept pushing into her as deep as I could. Her moans became louder, her breath quickened, and I could feel her juices leaking out at the base of my dick.

Suddenly I felt it and she did too. The condom had broken. Her wetness surrounded my shaft and I could finally feel how warm and soft she truly was. I could feel her pussy pulse against the head of my cock. Her fingernails dug into the meat of my back and a look of shock came across her face. Everything stopped for a moment and she spoke.

“Did it…”

I nodded slowly and then pressed myself deeply into her once again. She moaned loudly and stuttered as she said “Oh fuuuuck… it’s been years since I’ve felt that…”. I began to pump my hips in longer, harder strokes.

“We should… we should…” she said, starting her statement over each time my cock thrust into her wet fertile hole.

“We should what?” I responded

“We should… I’m not on… oh god yes!”

Each time she spoke I plunged myself into her and each time whatever she was going to say became quieter as her sounds of pleasure became louder. Her legs wrapped tighter, her hands dug deeper, and her pussy became wetter until she finally made her decision.

“Fucking give it to me… I want it… give it all to me… fill me up”

“You want it? Are you sure?”

“Yes, god, please, give it to me, it’s been so long… oh shit, I want it!”

I leaned forward pressing my mouth to hers. Our tongues lashed against one another, our breath hot across each other’s faces as we tried to make our mouths as connect as deeply we were between our legs. I could feel it building. I didn’t know this girl, she didn’t know me, but after this we’d be connected… possibly forever.

“You want me to give it to you?”

She nodded and I pushed myself in, wrapped my arms around her, and pulled her whole body against mine. My cock pulsed, once, twice, then a third as I felt the wave of release flash through me. With each convulsion I could feel the cum pouring out of me and filling her pussy. She felt it too. Her legs stiffened, her neck and face turned bright red. Her nails cut deep into my back. Her body quaked as her pussy clenched again and again, milking my cock for everything that was inside of me. A long and deep groan escaped her lips as she tossed her head back.

Then it was done, and we collapsed into each other. My cock relaxing inside her, out wetness mixed, and the only sound our breath.

I ran my hand through her hair and kissed her on the chin. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders and pulled me tight nuzzling into my neck.

“I wish I loved you” she said with a deep sigh.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/dtzn59/broken_condom_cream_pie_mf