We met the same way almost everyone does in college, at a party. After grinding and making out for a little while, we took things to a room upstairs. There was another couple there but they didn’t care, so she pushed me down onto the other bed and straddled my body. The sounds of the other couple making out combined with the thumping bass from the party made us both aroused. After taking most of her clothes off, I reached into my jeans pocked to grab the condom I brought.
She put her hand on mine, telling me she was on her period, so we could only do oral. I told her that she “owed me” while she took my pants off and she smirked while she grabbed my length in her hand. The other couple started having sex, so she started to lick along the head of my cock to make me jealous. Suddenly, she took me down her throat, and I couldn’t stay quiet. After a little while I could tell she was having a hard time keeping enough of a rhythm, so I took matters into my own hands and shot my load down her throat. After she swallowed we decided to go back to her place and sleep.
We ended up exchanging numbers in the morning and eventually started hooking up regularly. We never really talked about safe sex or anything, we just had an unspoken rule that we would always use condoms because we were both seeing other people (or at least I was). I didn’t really think about it much, to me that was just normal and what I was taught to do when hooking up.
One weekend, after a stressful class load and a week of no sex, instead of going out we “decided” to skip the games and just hook up at her place. We were planning on watching a show and seeing where things progressed, but her roommate came back earlier than expected, and we had to go to bed early. Our pent up energy meant we held each other close and quietly undressed under the covers, pressing our bare bodies together. We tried to keep our kisses as quiet as possible, but luckily the fan her roommate used provided a bit of cover.
My hand slid into her panties, feeling how wet her vulva was already, and I bit her neck. A small moan escaped as I slipped a single finger into her, and after only a few strokes she whispered through the darkness “I need to feel you, please… stop teasing”
She turned over to face her desk to grab a condom, but we couldn’t reach or even see them them, they were all the way on the other side in a drawer. Her roommate stirred a bit, and we froze. She turned back to me, kisses and bites my lower lip, then whispered directly into my ear “maybe just this once we don’t need one. You’ve been good, right?”
“Yes” I replied, pulling her against me to kiss even deeper. On our sides, she put a leg over my hip. She angled my cock against her lips, letting her wetness coat my head and shaft. She whispered, “ready?” And pushed me into her.
The angle already made it much tighter than usual, but the sensation was unlike anything I had felt before. With just the tip inside, I had to stop her moving so I wouldn’t cum. “Holy fuck” I whispered as we made out.
We slowly started rocking, my naked shaft slipping in and out very slowly. “Oh god” she said, coming to a stop as deep as we could go (at this angle, probably halfway). “You feel so good…”
She grabbed my back and pulled me in, speeding up. After barely a minute I pulled out and jacked off onto the sheets, apologizing for finishing so quickly. She laughed under her breath, whispering “that was so intense, my heart is racing.” “Mine too,” I replied. We made out some more and then fell asleep.
The next time, we relocated the condoms to her pillowcase. As things got heated later in the week, I found myself on top of her. “Let me grab a condom” I said, kissing her neck. She didn’t move. “Can… can we just feel it in this position without? Just for a little.”
I agreed, saying “just for a few strokes” as I felt my length grace her lips. I used it to rub her clit a bit before sliding into her, coating myself with her wetness. Even just the tip felt intense, and I had the whole shaft left to use. As I slipped into her, her nails dug into my back, and we groaned in unison. I hilted myself, then whispered “fuck” as I kissed her. She nudged at me with her hips, pushing me to thrust a little. I started, making a few strokes, then asked again for the condom.
“Just a little longer, please?” She said, eyes closed. I started to speed up, kissing her neck and collarbone as I ground our hips together. I felt her squeeze around my shaft, almost making me cum right then. I somehow persevered and managed to keep fucking her, now at a normal pace. I lasted a little longer this time, maybe 5 minutes, but I felt that I had to pull out pretty early. I was pretty worried about knocking her up; we still hadn’t talked about birth control or anything like that before.
Maybe a few days later we hooked up after class, but we were responsible and used protection this time. After a little while she reached down and the condom was not wet enough. Frustrated, we got another. It worked fine, but it was kind of a let down from what we were expecting. We watched some Netflix show then passed out.
When we woke up, her roommate had gone, so we had some rare morning privacy. She started making out with me, then got on top to straddle and kiss me. She licked my nipples and kissed my neck, saying she was touching herself while she waited for me to wake up. My cock stiffened against her and I reached under my head to grab a condom. She grabbed my wrists, pushed them down, and said “just this once, we can go without. Besides, I want to ride you.”
I nervously said okay, because the girl who just pinned me down wanted to fuck me raw. I didn’t even know if she was on birth control or not, and I was too nervous to ask at this point. She slid herself across my length, coating my skin. “Just this one time, ok?” I said. She dismissively replied “sure” as she started to slide up and down my length. She sat on me and gently shifted her hips, squeezing around me. She started to move, and I caressed her back while she pressed against me.
We made out while she rode me, and as I felt myself getting closer I said “I’m about to cum.” She didn’t stop, so I pushed her up a bit and said “I’m gonna cum!” She said “what?” and then “oh!” and got off, nearly at the last second, and swallowed my load.
Thing progressed like this, mostly using condoms, sometimes putting them on halfway through, but very rarely not using them at all. I always pulled out very early and took maybe 15 or 20 seconds to jack off onto her stomach or into her mouth. Whenever I would put on a condom, we would both complain that it wouldn’t feel as good, but it would be safer.
During the first winter break, we sexted almost every day. The tension when we got back to campus was palpable, and we were all over each other the second we got to my dorm. The only condom I had was my emergency condom from my wallet (we always slept over at her room), which had been there for who knows how long. She put it on with her mouth, then started riding me. After a few minutes I could feel the sensation increase dramatically and I looked down; the condom had split and was sitting useless at the base of my shaft. She looked down, grazed the skin of my cock with her fingers, and said “I trust you.” We didn’t say anything else. I pushed her onto her back and started pounding her, we kissed, and when it came time to finish I pulled out a little bit early and came across her stomach.
Even though we never removed the condoms from her pillowcase, we just stopped mentioning them, afraid if someone brought it up then we would be forced to be responsible. This continued for some time, but as we had sex more, I started to get careless. I’d always pull out, but sometimes I was definitely cutting it close, dangerously so.
One night, after a lot of drinking, we found ourselves naked in her bed. She started to ride me, but I wanted to be in control since I was feeling extra sensitive that day. I slowly pushed into her, already tensing up to avoid cumming, coming to a rest in her to get some stamina. She rocked her hips against mine, asking why I stopped. I clenched so hard to hold it in as she moved, saying “stop, stop! I’m trying to not cum.” She stopped, and I was able to back off the precipice of orgasm. When I felt comfortable, I started fucking her again, but the buildup was too quick and after a few strokes I hilted myself inside of her. She squeezed at my cock, saying that I needed to keep going. I told her “just a second” but she rocked again, and I couldn’t hold back this time. I pulled out as quickly as I could, but one or maybe two shots definitely went pretty deep inside of her. I jerked the rest onto her body, luckily there was a lot saved up from not seeing her.
I apologized for finishing so fast and fingered her until she came, then we went to sleep. I couldn’t fall asleep, all I could think about was how I might have just knocked her up. My heart was racing at the thought of it, both in a very hot but also very bad way. I barely knew her beyond her class schedule and what kind of parties she liked. The thought was so exciting, but I promised myself I needed to not let this happen again.
I forgot about that promise pretty quickly, as I started to wait until the very very last possible second before withdrawing. I’d try and hold my orgasm to last longer, but sometimes a shot or two would escape before I could hold it off. I knew it was risky, but I rationalized that since I had gotten cum inside of her before there wasn’t any additional risk now. If she was already pregnant, I couldn’t get her _more_ pregnant. I told myself “just enjoy it until she gets her period, then you can go back to normal” to feel more safe about it.
One morning, after having to be super quiet all night because of her roommate, we nearly attacked each other from our pent up energy. After some foreplay, I climbed on top as usual, slamming her into the mattress, only thinking of how good it would feel to cum. Our cloudy morning minds made everything feel blissful. She said she wanted it from behind, so I turned her over into the prone position. I inserted myself and slammed into her, driving my head against her G spot. She moaned as I pounded her, feeling my orgasm grow. I thought I could last a little so I kept going, but I felt I needed to tense up. I tried, but she squeezed around my length, and I couldn’t hold back my orgasm. I felt my orgasm start as I was hilted, and I bit my tongue to not groan, slowly, slowly pulling out. I sprayed the few remaining weak ropes onto her back. Just drops, really. I how little cum there was on her, and tried to gently grasp the cum leaking out of her to smear it on her ass. She asked “umm, you pulled out, right?” I lied:
“yeah”
“You sure? Didn’t feel like you came that much”
“I for sure pulled out, i guess I just didn’t have that much”
“You’re sure? I haven’t been good about taking my pill on schedule”
A strange sense of relief fell on me. She was at least on the pill, so I figured was probably safe to have gotten some cum inside of her.
I told her I was sure I pulled out.
“Good,” she said, “because if you can’t we need to go back to actually using condoms.”
After that, I was hooked. I knew she didn’t want me to cum inside of her, but I told myself that if I at least pulled out and didn’t get it all in her, it was fine. Besides, sometimes it really was an accident: I was trying to hold it back and it came anyway. It wasn’t my fault. And so, I started waiting until the third or fourth rope to shoot inside of her to pull out. I’d always pull out, but I didn’t really do it in time.
We ended up dating and becoming exclusive, and for my birthday that year she let me cum inside of her “for the first time.” I had to pretend I didn’t know how incredible it felt, but it was truly intense to have her ride me and hold me down until I came inside of her. She ground against me after I came and I felt it leaking out around my shaft. She said “I know that felt amazing, but it’s for special occasions only, don’t get used to cumming in me.”
I agreed, and never pulled out in time again.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/rcuqh5/mf_how_my_girlfriend_accidentally_got_me_into
ngl, that sounds rapey, my dude. consent? trust?
Wait, she was on BC all the time?
Hot. What I wish for in a bf lol
That is terrible, no honesty, you are broken!