I became someone’s pocket pussy part 2

His thrusting became harder and faster and suddenly he pushed his dick deep in me and held it a there. I heard a loud “Ooohhh!” and felt his dick start pulsing inside of me.

There’s s no way that he is cuming in me.” I thought. He must be just pausing and trying to hold it back, and that ooohhh I heard must have been from the porn.

I felt myself getting incredibly hot and wet inside as his dick continued to jerk and twitch in me, and after a few seconds, he began fucking me again. He would take three or four fast strokes and then hold it deep in me for a second, allowing his dick to twitch a few more times, then take a few more strokes and hold it in deep again. Finally after about a minute of his strange thrusting pattern, he just held his dick in me and let it twitch a few times before pulling it out.

I expected to feel his cum start shooting all over my pussy, but instead of that, I heard his pants being zipped and my door closing. I began to panic a little. Did he actually just cum in me? I’ve never let anyone cum in me before, and the last minute or so felt exactly like I’ve had it described to me by some friends, but he knows I’m not on birth control and wouldn’t risk a kid.

I reached around the blanket and pulled the laptop off of me, followed by the blanket. Then I untied the rope around my angles and put my legs down. As soon as I stood up I could feel something warm running down my leg. Looking down I seen a thick stream of cum leaking from my pussy. Using my hand I wiped up my leg and took a closer look. It was definitely cum. “Oh my God.” I said. “I can’t believe he did that.” I took my hand and wiped my pussy, scooping my finger in and pulling out a huge gob of his hot and sticky cum.

I waddled to the bathroom, leaking his cum the whole way. I cleaned myself up and returned to my room when suddenly my phone rang. It was my boyfriend. I answered the phone and before I could say anything, he was apologizing. He said he was so sorry that he couldn’t make it because an emergency came up, and before I could respond he hung up.

Was he messing with me or something? He had just fucked me. What did he mean that he couldn’t make it? I quickly checked his phones GPS and it showed that he was at his house on the other side of town.

That’s when I began to freak out. Who was in the house? Who came in my room? And even worse, who just came in me? Later that evening I discovered that the movie my parents and stepbrothers went to had been cancelled and everyone went their separate ways. No one admitted to coming home early, and since they all separated, no one could vouch for anyone else. There was even the possibility that my stepdad did it.

I never told anyone about what happened, and nobody ever admitted to it. There was always the possibility that it was a burglar who hit the jackpot, but that was the least possible option. I guess I’ll have to be more careful the next time I set up my boyfriend’s fantasy, and pray that I’m not pregnant.

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Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/132sa4h/i_became_someones_pocket_pussy_part_2