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🕑 Added 2023-08-29 17:54:31 +0000 UTCLet's read together this story specially prepared for me... *giggles*
Since my first few stories were less than chipper, this is a story from when I was in a long-term stable relationship (every now and then I shake things up and try to be happy). I had been seeing this beautiful girl for a few months and we were in that phase of the relationship where you just want to fuck every which way all day long. Drea was very cool and aloof but simultaneously deeply anxious. As a fellow anxious dude that pretends to be chill, we hit it off pretty quick. This was before I knew such a thing as a “big titty goth gf” existed, but that was Drea’s overall vibe. Always in black, always with the big titties.
One snag in our desire to have infinite sex was that Drea had a looming fear of getting pregnant. She was extremely adamant about condom use, which was probably wise considering she wasn’t on birth control. We had talked a couple times about her getting on the pill but she hadn’t gotten around to it. At this point in her life, Drea had never, ever had unprotected sex. I had been having unprotected sex since I was a teenager because I’m an irresponsible hedonist.
Anyway on this particular night we were kissing in my bedroom, fumbling our way to the bed. I had just removed her big black boots with approximately 57 buckles on them. She was wearing a short black dress with fishnet tights (the ones with slightly larger gaps). As we crawled across the bed she took the lead, which I always love. I laid on my back as she plopped her big butt down on my lap (she has a very classic short and curvy body type). When she leaned down to kiss me, her shoulder-length black hair fell across my cheeks. Drea was a very delicate kisser. Small, tight-lipped kisses but soft lips.
I am not really a delicate person, I’m more of an impulsive cave man that does whatever his penis tells him to do. In that particular moment I was being urged to get a double handful of that glorious ass so I wrapped my hands under her dress. She moaned softly into my mouth a little as I greedily massaged her butt. Not a lot of fabric, I noticed. She was wearing a thong, but what’s more I noticed that se had her underwear on over her fishnets (she knew I liked that). What a fantastic girlfriend. I needed to reward her. I gingerly took her cheek in my hand and pulled away a little to say, “Come up here.” That was my shy way of requesting that she plant that mountainous booty on top of her throne (my face).
She smiled coyly and crawled up to where her thighs were pressing against my ears after hurling her thong across the room. The gaps in the fishnet were just barely big enough but I wanted ease of access so I reached up and ripped them just a little to fully expose her dripping pussy. Drea had a very closely trimmed bush, soft dark hair that nestled around her small pink lips. I gave her a little kiss on them before I dove in with my tongue. At first she tried to keep her balance on her knees, straddling my face. But as I focused in on her clit and alternated between tricky teasing and purposeful probing with my tongue she started to lose her strength and stabilized herself on my headboard.
With my arms isolated behind her I was free to squeeze those lovely cheeks but after a minute I started to get unbearably horny so I reached down and pulled my pants down. While my face was utterly buried in her loins I was stroking myself raw in anticipation. Drea was a lot more subtle with her pleasure but I could tell she was getting close to her orgasm by the way she’d occasionally go just a tiny bit limp. Like someone fighting the urge to go to sleep the night before christmas, she kept just barely slumping over and then immediately straightening back out. Finally she couldn’t maintain anymore so she put both hands on the headboard and came hard on my tongue. I kept going, pushing through her orgasm as she put her head against the headboard too. Grateful for my effort, she climbed off of my face and wiggled back down to where she noticed I had partially disrobed.
With her tights ripped open, I could feel every inch of her soaking wet pussy, radiating warmth over my hard cock. Slowly she pressed her slit into me, gliding up and down on the underside of my dick. I had never felt her bare sex against mine, I was in heaven. As she continued to grind up and down the length of my shaft I was leaking pre-cum, all I wanted was to feel her wrapped around my cock. Every now and then when she reached the tip my dick, it would spring free and flex a little. A couple times the tip would just barely dip inside of her and she’d lick her lips and say, “Mmmnope,” and press my cock back down between us so she could keep teasing me. I was going absolutely crazy at this point but I wanted to respect her wishes so I just tried to move with her hips as best I could.
Then it happened. My cock slid up between her pussy lips at the exact moment that she shifted her hips, dropping down and back a little. I was inside of her. Not just the tip, I was fully enveloped in her. We both just sort of froze while we tried to comprehend what had just happened. I don’t know if either of us were actually THAT surprised but we were internally asking ourselves the same question. We were having raw sex seemingly by accident so – were we going to stop?
Fuck no. Drea slowly eased all the way down to my base like nothing had happened. She was being much more gradual and careful than she usually was but she sure wasn’t pulling me back out. The look on her face was rapt concentration, she looked like she was in a trance. Just staring forward, dropping down and easing back up so methodically. I decided to test her restraint. “I can get a condom if you want to hop off for a sec,” I teased. She straight up ignored me, thank god. I didn’t want to stop either. In that moment she could have told me she was ovulating and I probably would have gotten even harder. The spontaneous novelty of it was so intoxicating.
Well I was pretty much at my limit at that point so I pulled her black dress over her head and unhooked her very hard-working black bra. Her big heavy tits spilled out in front of my face so I leaned in and started sucking one of her nipples. She had one pierced with a barbell (party titty we called it), so I tugged the steel playfully with my lips and tongue. Throwing her head back, she started to pick up her pace. Her hips were rolling with such vigor I pressed my face between her soft tits and moaned into them.
I could tell what she was doing, this was home stretch behavior. She wanted me to come soon. With each frantic thrust I was getting closer and closer to dumping a full load in her totally unprotected womb. And I was aching to do it. My balls felt heavy and tight. She felt so hot, so inviting. I gave her one more chance, saying “Babe, I’m going to cum if you don’t get off.” I felt her hesitate a little but her hips didn’t stop moving. If she was thinking about getting off of me she must have been multitasking. “Fuck. Fuck I’m – I’m,” Cumming. Out of pure instinct she pressed her ass all the way down. I bottomed out, flush against her hips, as I felt my cock spasm again and again. I don’t know if I have ever come that much since then. She let out a satisfied grunt as she rocked slower and slower, enraptured by her primal desire. The remaining spurts finally squeezed from me, she hugged me tight with her head on my chest.
“Holy shit,” she finally whispered.
“Yeah.”
“That was so stupid,” she shouted, laughing.
“Yeah.”
Of course the fallout of this experience was a very scary pregnancy scare, after which she said we would under no circumstance be having raw sex again until she got on birth control. Also worth mentioning that she immediately started trying to get an IUD. Guess she had some incentive. Over the weeks leading up to her getting her IUD I we failed miserably, I filled her up several more times before she finally got on BC. We were hopelessly addicted. Once that sucker was installed I stress tested the hell out of it. I kept joking that I was going to beat the odds and knock her up but sadly my efforts never came to fruition.
