I was in an open relationship at the time. I was on OkCupid and found a girl with some issues. But she was also a freak. She was having some financial issues that I helped her figure out by helping her develop a plan. She was incredibly grateful, and opened right up to me.
I started learning about her fucked up past. Her parents abandoned her, her previous bf had gotten her pregnant, she’s out of money and had to drop out of college because she couldn’t afford it. But she was rebounding and thanks to the plan she made with me, she felt confident that she’s going to be good. But she was terrified about getting pregnant still.
Still, she wants my dick. But I have a rule. I tell her that I won’t fuck her with a condom. She asks if I’m going to cum in her. I just answered “What if I were to?”
She said she can’t do it because she can’t get another abortion. But over the course of the next two days, I got her to admit that she likes the idea of my bare cock in her. In fact, she admitted that she played with herself at night thinking about it. I make her a challenge: if she can ride my bare cock and cum 3 times before I do, I’ll cum on her face. If not, she’s going to get loaded with cum on the day she is ovulating. She gets super horny and agrees.
I met with this girl in person. I told her to wear a skirt with no panties, and made her find public park to go fuck in. I knew she was extra wet and horny that day because she was ovulating. She told me so herself. I picked her up at her house and drove her to a public park. This was the spring, so it was a bit cold. I made her walk through melting snow on a path and finally stopped her. She’s into pain, so I told her to get on her knees in the snow and suck my cock. She gagged on it and I fucked her mouth with some force. I made sure that she really got her face in my balls, rubbing my cock all over her face so her makeup is destroyed and everyone can see what a slut she is. She was loving it.
I grabbed her by her throat and pulled her to her feet. I pulled up her skirt up and felt her pussy. It was soaking wet. I pulled her head back to me and whispered in her ear “Do you know the rules of the game, slut?” In a meek voice, she said, “You’re going to fuck me and if I don’t cum three times on your cock before you cum, you’re going to cum in me.” I pulled harder on her hair and rubbed her clit a little to keep her talking. “What happens if I cum in your cunt, slut?” “I’m going to get pregnant.” I slid into her as she said that. Because of the excellent head she had given me, I wasn’t going to last long. She wasn’t either. It was obvious that she loved the risk and also sucking cock. She came in less than a minute, squeezing my cock wonderfully. I whispered in her ear “That’s one, slut.”
She came again almost immediately and was borderline screaming in a public park. Her pussy tightened hard around my cock again, milking me. “That’s two.”
But then I felt the telltale signs that I was about to blow. I told her, “I’m about to cum. You’d better hurry up and cum again.” She looked at me in fear. I grabbed her throat and hips and pulled her back on my cock hard, and three strokes later, I growled, “I’m knocking you up right now, slut. I’m cumming in you.” And what an orgasm it was for me. It was incredibly hot knowing that she was totally unprotected and she was ovulating as I poured my cum into her pussy. She had a screaming orgasm as I came.
I kept fucking her to make sure as much of my cum as possible was deep inside her. When she came down, she started to cry. Not paying her tears any mind, I instructed her to clean my cock with her tongue, and thank me as she did so.
“You know what you are now? You’re my little breeding slut.”
She hated the name. But over the next couple hours, I conditioned her to be turned on by it over coffee. By the time we had finished our Starbucks, I had gotten her to admit that she wants my cum in her again. I made her say outloud that she would probably get pregnant. She even cried about it again, but baby tears before I played Mr. Nice Guy with her again.
We decided to go back to the park. I pulled up her skirt again and started playing with the little slut’s clit. “You know what you are?” She started to try to avoid saying it. “I’m not going to let you cum until you say it, slut”. She started crying again. “I’m a breeding slut.” With that, I slid into her pussy. She came almost instantly. “Know where I’m going to cum?” She was crying and still cumming but doesn’t answer. I grabbed her hair and pulled hard, repeating the question. She cried and said “Inside me!” I told her, “Make it happen.” She begged me not to, but I told her to do it.
She came again and was doing exactly as I told her. I kept growling in her ear, telling her how she is good for nothing more than being a cumdump. I told her that her only purpose in life is to get fucked and knocked up. Tears were literally running down her face. “That’s very good slut. I’m going to cum soon.” She sobbed, and came again immediately. She begged me not to do it again, but still didn’t stop pushing her ass back against me and taking my cock. “Are you ready to knock yourself up on my cock?” She came again while crying and I was harder than I had ever have been in my life. She increased the pace of her hips while I bellowed, “Here it comes!” She pushed all the way back on my cock and her orgasm kept going, hard enough that I had to hold her up to keep her knees from buckling while I filled her with the second load of cum that day.
I pulled out and make her clean me up. She was so turned on and confused and tired after her ordeal that she has to hold on to me to get back to the car. I dropped her off at home. Over text that night, she admitted that she loved every second of it. She texted me the next morning that she was having panic attacks about it. I let her know that I’d pick her up in an hour. Skirt with no panties again.
She spent the following two hours crying, talking, then getting fucked, then crying again, and then begging me to fuck her again. It seemed like she needed me to tell her where I wanted to cum so she could get what she wanted, and then convince her it was ok.
I’m not sure if she got pregnant that time. We lost contact a week or two later. But I always imagine that she’s walking around with some little kid that looks very much like me.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9qsy1v/how_i_played_a_risky_game_with_a_hookup
OK Cupid and Plenty of Fish……good times!!!