An Embrace Gone Wrong (MF, female pov, drunk, reluctant, nc, unwanted creampie)

It was getting late, I’d been at Emily’s party until past midnight. I was ready to go, but not sober enough to drive. Kevin felt the same, and he thought it best if we went to his place two blocks down to sober up for a bit before I went home. Having known Kevin for several years, I trusted his judgement, and thought that was a good idea too.

Kevin pushed open the door with a smile and an over-exaggerated flick of his wrist “Ta da! It isn’t much but it’s home!”

I giggled back and stepped inside his darkened place, kicking off my sandals as we entered. He put one hand on my shoulder pulling us close as he flicked on some lights and his door closed behind us. He was right it wasn’t much to look at, a fairly bare bachelor pad with just a scattering of cheap furniture and beanbag chairs in the living room. It was pretty tidy though, save for one dirty mug in his sink. I set my purse on his nicely cleaned counter and let him show me around.

“You keep it so clean!” I observed, “my place is always such a mess.”

“Ha, well you actually have stuff. I have like one pot!” He joked back.

“You have a nicer T.V.” I countered.

“A man has to have his priorities!” He smiled. “Here, I’ll show you the bedroom already. You can rest there.”

“I’m really not that tipsy!” I assured him, and myself as well. Emily’s party had been a lot of fun, and we were both feeling it a bit.

“Sure you are,” he replied in a mocking tone.

I just shot a look back, but he was leading me by the hand down the hall to his room and didn’t see it. He flipped the lights revealing a fairly bare bedroom. His unmade bed was just a mattress on the floor, “decorated” with a sheet and a light blanket, and a single pillow.

“Hmm, on second thought, I’ll try the beadbag in the living room.” I joked.

“No, no, no lay down it’s nice, really!” Kevin insisted, climbing onto the mattress himself.

“Fine,” I rolled my eyes. “Look out!” I then said, jumping onto his mattress knees first.

“Shi…” Kevin rolled out of the way quickly as I landed where he’d been laying. Laughing hard I fell backward on his mattress and laid my head on his pillow.

“Oh wow, this is comfy. Nevermind, you can have the beanbag.” I remarked. For such a simple and disheveled bed it was a really nice mattress.

“See told you!” Kevin joked, as he sat up next to me.

“Okay, you were right!” I admitted as I closed my eyes a bit, my head was still swimming in a happy buzz, and it felt good to rest it. “Now shoo, my bed!”

“Nope sorry, mine.” Kevin joked as he rolled over. “You can share though!”

With that he rolled again, until he was partly on top of me, his large broad torso resting on top of mine. His breath smelled of fried food and alcohol, not that mine smelled much better, and he had a playful grin on his face.

“No, no, no!” I protested, “Don’t get any ideas.”

“Aww come on,” he begged, “You know I can’t resist you.”

“Of course you can’t,” I joked, “but I told you that blowjob was a one time thing! No FWB stuff. I’m done with that lifestyle.”

“Hmm, I don’t think so,” He replied with a devilish smirk, “You like it too much.”

“What? No I d…” I started to reply, but Kevin scooted himself up and pressed his lips to mine, muffling my reply. His kiss was warm, comforting, with a barely concealed eagerness behind it. His tongue rolled around mine as I mumbled a protest, but didn’t stop him. Perhaps it was our drinking, but my head was happy to be swimming in this new rush of emotion as my heart beat faster.

His hand slid under my tank top, then under my sports bra. He squeezed my left breast gently.

I pulled my head away from his, “Okay that’s all you’re getting, fun time is over.”

“Nope!” He replied playfully, and our lips met again. His kiss was firmer now, and his tongue moved a bit faster. My own was tentative, but my heart was racing. My inner passion was urging me not to fight this, my head was less convinced though.

His other hand dashed under my top now. Our lips broke apart and I let out a surprised yelp as he yanked my top up roughly. “Ahh, oww!” I grimaced as he pulled it off, my hair getting a bit stuck in my shirt as he ripped it over my head.

My head fell back to his pillow, and I clamped my hands over my suddenly bare chest. “Hey, that hurt!” I protested.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to,” Kevin apologized. He was kneeling over me now, one knee on either side of my hips. His eyes fixated on my bare chest, hidden only by my small hands. I always knew Kevin was a lot bigger than me, but he look downright imposing from this angle.

“It hurt!” I reminded him again.

“I can’t help myself around you, you’re just so perfect.” He tried to explain with a little over-the-top flattery.

“Can I have my shirt back please?” I asked.

Kevin grinned and hid it behind his back, “sorry, mine now!” He joked.

“What?” I replied a bit taken aside by him claiming my tanktop. “Give it back!”

“Nope, mine! I bet it’d look good on me, so I’m claiming it!” He teased.

I rolled my eyes and sat up. Awkwardly covering my chest with one hand I reached for my shirt with my other.

“Oops almost!” Kevin joked rolling aside. I got up to my knees and reached around him again, and he moved just out of reach again, then again.

Despite my growing irritation, I found myself trying hard not to giggle at his wacky faces and playful demeanor. We were both on our knees on his mattress and I had my one arm around behind him when he decided to toss my top behind him.

As I reached for it I realized why he did it. His hands shot to my hips and his fingers looped into my shorts’ elastic band! He then gave me a chest bump, and I fell back and he pulled my pants down.

I closed my eyes and fell backwards onto my back.

My legs flew upward, flailing aimlessly as I fell.

When I opened my eyes Kevin was standing over me, every bit satisfied with himself. My panties and shorts were in his hands and he was holding them up like a trophy. I caught a glimpse of a growing bulge, pushing through his jeans.

“These are mine now too!” He smiled.

I covered my exposed pussy with my other hand now and clamped my legs together, suddenly feeling really exposed and self-conscious. I’d given Kevin a blowjob once before when we were both drunk, he’d seen my boobs, we’d flirted a lot and made out a few times, but he’d never seen me naked though. It was all a bit overwhelming to my unprepared self. My normal drunken confidence shattered in an instant.

“Wow you look even more beautiful naked,” Kevin said, looking suddenly a bit more serious.

“Okay you’re embarrassing me now,” I awkwardly replied. “I should get dressed and go…”

“No, you should stay,” Kevin replied with confidence in his voice. He dropped my panties and got down on his knees, then laid down on me. We were face to face, chest to chest, my legs pinched tightly together, his resting on either side of mine. I was completely naked, and as a perfect juxtaposition he was still fully clothed.

He pressed his lips to my neck, and I felt his tongue making small circles. My body shivered a little and I realized I was feeling dampness between my legs. While my slightly buzzed body was enjoying his touch, my mind seemed to be taking control now, and it was convinced I’d let this go too far.

“Kevin, we should stop,” I said weekly.

“Mmm hmm,” he moaned in response as he grabbed at my chest, freeing my breasts from my puny grasp. He grabbed one in each hand and squeezed until it was uncomfortable while his mouth lapped hungrily at my neck.

“Kevin… let’s stop,” I suggested.

“Soon,” He replied as we locked lips. His hunger was intoxicating, my mind swirled, my heart pounded hard in my chest which he grabbed at with wild abandon. Then his arms shot down my body. He pulled my legs apart quickly and slipped his knees inside mine.

“When are you going to stop?” I asked, pulling my lips back from his.

“When I’m done” he replied as his lips pushed down onto mine again. He shifted his knees a bit pushing my own further apart. I could feel the rough bulge in his jeans rubbing uncomfortably against my shaved pussy mound.

“I’m not sure I really want to,” I protested with a gasp, turning my head to the side.

“Why not beautiful?” he asked as I felt his lips on my left nipple. He sucked gently and released, his tongue then proceeding to tease my nipple with a gentle touch.

“I um… I don’t have any protection,” I stammered.

“It’s okay I don’t either,” Kevin replied, shifting his attention to my other nipple. His tongue was so amazing the way it traced and teased. That wasn’t my point though!

“We need protection,” I warned him.

“I’ll pull out,” He promised we locked eyes.

I could see his hunger clearly in his eyes. He really wanted this, really wanted me. I was beyond flattered, and definitely a bit smitten. I always did have a bit of a crush on him anyway. I wanted him too, at least part of me thought it did. Then there was my guilt for leading him on, and perhaps it was still those drinks driving me forward? I’m not sure entirely why, but I replied, “Do you swear you will?”

“Of course babe,” He replied confidently, without a second’s pause. “I’d never do that to you.”

I looked at him a minute unsure what to do, I really wanted to trust him, my body hungered just like his did. A part of me still wasn’t convinced though, and it made a convincing case.

Kevin waited only a brief moment then leaned forward and kissed me before I could respond. With a rush of passion he moved his lips from my mouth to my cheek, then to my neck again. His movement was getting wilder now, he lusted nearly out of control. I felt him reach past our hips. There was the sound of a snap being undone and a zipper. Then, a second later, I felt his penis touch my inner left thigh. I couldn’t believe we were about to do this!

I put my hands on his arms, they were firm and strong, enveloping and comforting. I could feel every muscle in them moving as he teased my breasts with his fingers. Then I felt an unmistakable touch on my sex. Kevin arched his back and shoved his hips forward. A warm welcome fullness pierced into me, and he groaned happily with delight.

He rocked his hips a few more times, driving his shaft deeper, until I could feel his balls touch against my skin, followed by the scratchy touch of his unzipped jeans. My hips rocked up to meet his, my legs wide apart, welcoming him inside me. My face was staring up at his white t-shirt, and I could see sweat beginning to glisten on his neck. The smell of sweat and cologne filled the air around me.

Then he began to grind his hips against mine. His penis sliding in and out of me, as I wrapped around him. His hands were still teasing at my nipples. He pushed his hips forward and back, again and again, rocking with a steady rhythm. My legs shook a bit as a wave of pleasure built throughout my body. I moaned softly in pleasure. This felt so good, my mind began to relax. This was just what I’d been needing, I thought.

Kevin groaned happily, “mmm, yes, yes!” as he continued to rock his hips. I rode another wave of passion up and down, my body shaking harder than before. He spread his legs wider, forcing mine further apart and back, his strong arms wrapped around me tightly in a passionate embrace.

“See I was right ya?” he whispered in my ear. “this is good ya?”

“Mmm… mm hmm.” I moaned back, leaning into his embrace a bit and planting a kiss on his neck.

“Hehe, well I got a firm hold of you good now ya.” He teased me. “Mine!”

I squirmed and wiggled a bit, testing his strength to see. I tried to push him off me playfully, but my noodle arms couldn’t budge him.

Kevin just chuckled, “See I gotya, you’re all mine.”

“Is it good for you? Are you almost done?” I asked, “remember to pull out.”

“You’re amazing, and don’t worry I’m getting close,” he replied.

Kevin wrapped his arms tighter, his fingers grasped at my back, his hips pushed against my own. I rubbed my hips back against his thrusts eagerly and kissed his neck, letting my own passion take over, igniting further passion in my lover. My arms pulled him closer and I felt another orgasm inching closer.

Kevin sighed and laid his head on mine as my body began to quiver in ecstasy. Then it crested. With a gasp I let out a passionate moan, and let myself drift into my strongest orgasm yet. My mind washed in pleasure as my body shook.

Suddenly with a low guttural grunt Kevin thrusted his hips forward quickly. He pressed into me, pushing hard with his hips, wedging my legs wider apart.

“Ahhh!” I gasped in surprise.

“Fuck! Mine! You’re mine!” Kevin screamed. He jammed his hips forward again, forcing my own hips to curl up. Now with a better angle his dick plunged inside deeper than before. The zipper from his jeans scratched against me.

“Owww!” I grimaced.

There was a 3rd sharp thrust and I winced again.

Kevin held himself there.

I could feel his penis tense up and tighten.

“Kevin!” I screamed in panic.

He didn’t respond at all.

Then I felt his penis jump slightly inside me, and begin to twitch rhythmically.

“Kevin don’t!” I pleaded.

I tried to push him off but couldn’t.

It twitched again.

I tried to twist my hips.

Twitch.

I tried to buck my hips.

Twitch.

I twisted my torso.

Twitch.

I squirmed and pushed desperately, trying to free myself someway, anyway I could!

Twitch, twitch, twitch.

Nothing I did made a difference. Those strong arms, so inviting just a moment ago, chained me close against him. As I tossed and struggled his penis kept pulsing and throbbing, relentlessly, without pause or mercy. My helpless unprotected body filled with his unwanted seed.

After a few more moments his twitching slowed to a stop. Kevin groaned again, satisfied, and he relaxed on top of me.

“You jerk!” I cried in rage and frustration, “Why did you do that? Get off me!”

Kevin just sighed in response. I tried to push him aside but couldn’t. He just lay there, buried inside me, basking in his afterglow.

After a few minutes of awkward silence he finally drew his hips back. I felt a cool rush of air as he pulled free, and a wet trickle of semen began to seep out.

Kevin just sat up and smiled at me. “Sorry,” is all he managed to say. “Like I said, you’re amazing, and all mine!”

I just stared at him in disbelief as he gave me a wink. Then as he rolled over I stumbled to my feet. Wobbly and awkwardly I made my way along the wall to the door and then across the hall into the bathroom.

I closed and locked the door behind me and stumbled my way to his shower. A wet trickle of semen dripped down my left leg making it awkward to walk. I turned on the water, grabbed the shower head off its mount, and squatted down waiting for the water to warm. More of his sticky liquid dripped from my hips as I squatted there.

I cleaned up the best I could, stomping and shaking my hips, trying to dig it all out with my fingers, washing off as I went. When I was convinced I did the best I could I used the restroom and then stood by his mirror a minute.

I looked at my reflection feeling lost, questioning everything I did. Did I lead him on? I should have said no sooner? If I hadn’t been such a slut earlier would have this happened? I was wrong to trust him? This was all my fault wasn’t it?

My mind did me no favors, it just swam in circles of fear and doubt. After some time I realized I needed to get dressed, and get myself home. Probably should go to the pharmacy tomorrow and get some plan B. I hoped Kevin had fallen asleep by now. I hadn’t heard any noise from him in a while, so I decided to chance it.

Slowly and quietly I unlocked and began to open the door. Then it sprung back at me unexpectedly. I jumped back and looked to see Kevin standing in the doorway! He was naked from head to toe, and quickly blocked my escape.

“Kevin! I…” I stammered in surprise, “I was just going to get my clothes.”

“No you’re not,” He replied confidently, moving closer.

“I… was feeling sober enough now, and thought maybe I’d head home.” I explained, my nude body caught uncomfortably in his gaze again.

He stepped forward and put his arms around my waist, drawing us together until my bare skin felt the touch of his. “No, I forbid it.” He said.

“What? Why? Huh?” I said, astonished at his boldness.

He smiled again and guided my head towards his with one of his hands. “Because you’re mine,” he whispered as he pressed our lips together yet again.

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Hi again everyone!

Hope you enjoyed my little story. Let me know your thoughts on it in the comments or by DM! I love hearing what people think! It helps me a lot when I write, gotta keep improving! All those dirty thoughts are good fun too! 😉

For anyone following my previous series. I feel I need to apologize, but with our world being what it is I really felt I needed a break from it all. I hope to pick things up again when war settles down perhaps.

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