No Turning Back Now
No Turning Back Now
The moment I felt his bare cock glide between the walls of my slippery sex, I knew there was no going back. The rational, logical side of my brain was urging me to protest the fact that I was an orgasm away from becoming a teenage mother, but the horny as fuck part of my brain won out, wrapping my legs around my boyfriend’s waist in order to draw him in deeper.
“Are you gonna cum inside me?” I asked meekly, hoping that one of us retained a measure of self-control.
“Uh huh,” he grunted. So much for that.
“You know I’m not on the pill, right?” I protested. Despite my pleas, I made no effort to move off of him, rather I ground down harder, squeezing tight around his thick shaft. If I was going to risk getting pregnant, I was damn sure going to enjoy it.
“I believe you mentioned it, yes,” he said with a smirk, kissing me deeply. Fuck, why did this have to feel so good?
“You’re gonna get me pregnant,” I whined.
“That’s the idea,” he grunted, thrusting deep inside me.
“I’m too young to have a baby,” I moaned, no longer sure who I was trying to convince.
“You’re eighteen,” he replied.
“I’m still in high school,” I argued.
“So? You wouldn’t be the only pregnant girl in your class. Plus, then you’ll get to be a young, hot, teen mom. I’m telling you, getting pregnant young will pay off,” he insisted.
He wasn’t wrong there. At least a dozen of my classmates sported baby bumps of their own. I couldn’t help but wonder what it was like, feeling your baby kicking it’s way to life inside you.
“People will think I’m a slut. One of those stupid girls who can’t keep her legs closed and got herself knocked up,” I murmured.
“I’ll make you a deal. If you don’t cum before I do, I’ll pull out,” he said, kissing me again as he picked up the pace, fucking me faster, harder, and deeper.
“That’s so not fair. I’m already so close,” I moaned.
“You’ll just have to resist,” he teased.
“I can’t,” I whimpered, biting my lip.
“Sure you can. If you don’t, you’re gonna feel my cock exploding inside you, filling you up with cum,” he murmured. He slid his full length inside, then consciously forced his dick to jerk inside me, giving me a delightful preview.
“No fair,” I groaned. There was nothing I could do. I was gonna cum, and then so was he, and then I’d get to spend my senior year in maternity clothes.
“Think about that cute little belly of yours swelling up as our baby grows inside you,” he said earnestly, his strokes turning hard and deliberate.
“It’s too much,” I cried. He wasn’t just screwing me bareback for kicks. My boyfriend was actively trying to fuck me pregnant.
“And that’s just for starters. I intend to knock you up over and over again,” he said proudly, looking me straight in the eye, taking my hand into his own.
I lost it. My mind was awash of hormones and ecstasy, the idea of him taking me in hand, making me pregnant, blew all my doubts and fears out of the water. “I’m gonna cum,” I screamed.
“Me too.”
“Oh fuck!”
The world exploded as I felt his seed spurt inside my fertile womb. I have no idea how long we stayed there.
His cock was limp when it finally slipped out of me.
The last thing I remember about that night was putting a pillow under my ass, making sure that none of his sperm escaped my wonderfully fucked pussy.
The moment I felt his bare cock glide between the walls of my slippery sex, I knew there was no going back. The rational, logical side of my brain was urging me to protest the fact that I was an orgasm away from becoming a teenage mother, but the horny as fuck part of my brain won out, wrapping my legs around my boyfriend’s waist in order to draw him in deeper.
“Are you gonna cum inside me?” I asked meekly, hoping that one of us retained a measure of self-control.
“Uh huh,” he grunted. So much for that.
“You know I’m not on the pill, right?” I protested. Despite my pleas, I made no effort to move off of him, rather I ground down harder, squeezing tight around his thick shaft. If I was going to risk getting pregnant, I was damn sure going to enjoy it.
“I believe you mentioned it, yes,” he said with a smirk, kissing me deeply. Fuck, why did this have to feel so good?
“You’re gonna get me pregnant,” I whined.
“That’s the idea,” he grunted, thrusting deep inside me.
“I’m too young to have a baby,” I moaned, no longer sure who I was trying to convince.
“You’re eighteen,” he replied.
“I’m still in high school,” I argued.
“So? You wouldn’t be the only pregnant girl in your class. Plus, then you’ll get to be a young, hot, teen mom. I’m telling you, getting pregnant young will pay off,” he insisted.
He wasn’t wrong there. At least a dozen of my classmates sported baby bumps of their own. I couldn’t help but wonder what it was like, feeling your baby kicking it’s way to life inside you.
“People will think I’m a slut. One of those stupid girls who can’t keep her legs closed and got herself knocked up,” I murmured.
“I’ll make you a deal. If you don’t cum before I do, I’ll pull out,” he said, kissing me again as he picked up the pace, fucking me faster, harder, and deeper.
“That’s so not fair. I’m already so close,” I moaned.
“You’ll just have to resist,” he teased.
“I can’t,” I whimpered, biting my lip.
“Sure you can. If you don’t, you’re gonna feel my cock exploding inside you, filling you up with cum,” he murmured. He slid his full length inside, then consciously forced his dick to jerk inside me, giving me a delightful preview.
“No fair,” I groaned. There was nothing I could do. I was gonna cum, and then so was he, and then I’d get to spend my senior year in maternity clothes.
“Think about that cute little belly of yours swelling up as our baby grows inside you,” he said earnestly, his strokes turning hard and deliberate.
“It’s too much,” I cried. He wasn’t just screwing me bareback for kicks. My boyfriend was actively trying to fuck me pregnant.
“And that’s just for starters. I intend to knock you up over and over again,” he said proudly, looking me straight in the eye, taking my hand into his own.
I lost it. My mind was awash of hormones and ecstasy, the idea of him taking me in hand, making me pregnant, blew all my doubts and fears out of the water. “I’m gonna cum,” I screamed.
“Me too.”
“Oh fuck!”
The world exploded as I felt his seed spurt inside my fertile womb. I have no idea how long we stayed there.
His cock was limp when it finally slipped out of me.
The last thing I remember about that night was putting a pillow under my ass, making sure that none of his sperm escaped my wonderfully fucked pussy.
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