I'm lying in bed naked

“Don’t worry.” J pinned my shoulders down, and S leaned forward and pushed gently, but firmly, into my bare cunt. “It’s okay, I’m gonna cum soon…”

“You’re so deep… please, not inside,” I begged. My mind raced at the thought, but I didn’t move to stop him.

“Yes, I’m gonna cum inside you. I always wanted to. Fuck, yeah… cumming in your cheating pussy feels so fucking good…” His cock throbbed inside and he continued to gently fuck his load in. I groaned in pleasure, spread wide in front of him, J still holding me down, cum spilling out as S caught his breath. When he pulled away, J rolled me face down on the sofa, kneeling behind my spread legs. His cock slid in my pussy easily and I cried out again, “Oh god, wait… I can’t do this…” S began jerking off to the sight of his cum dripping down my legs as J fucked his friend’s load in and out of me.

“We’re not done.” J held onto my shoulders as he fucked hard into me. The euphoria of being taken made my heart pound. “We’re gonna fill up your pussy over and over,” he groaned, as his cock pulsed and began to fill me again.

“No… you can’t,” I moaned weakly, pussy holding on tight as he emptied into me. “Don’t cum in me, I’m fertile right now…” I heard them both laugh.

“Fuck, yeah, you’re gonna get pregnant with us tonight.” One more deep push, and his load oozed out around his cock buried in me. I shuddered, tingling inside, scared I would cum and yet desperate for it. J pulled away and again S turned me around and sat me down in his lap. His cock slid in all at once, and we groaned in unison. Forehead to forehead, my clit rubbed against his thrusts and I knew I didn’t have long. He saw it too.

“Are you gonna cum for us?” All I could do was nod, holding onto him for stability as he forced me toward orgasm. “Good girl. That’s so fucking good. Open up that womb for us…” I was shaking and moaning as I came, a mixture of cum dripping out of me. “Are you ready for another load? Nice and deep inside your sweet pussy…” With my cunt tightening down, he slid to the deepest part of me and poured himself inside me again. My sloppy pussy milked him while he held my hips tight against his, kissing me as he tried to impregnate me. They kept passing me back and forth all night, making me cum and then filling my pussy with their loads, watching it spill out of me and then fucking it back inside me.

“Such a pretty little pussy full of our cum.”

“You’re gonna have our baby, aren’t you?”

“That’s the third time you’ve made me cum, baby.”

“Can you feel us inside your womb?”

“Good girl, cumming while we breed you.”

“Of course I’m gonna fill you up, that’s why you’re here.”

“I almost fucked you in high school, now I’m knocking you up.”

“You’re gonna stay with us and give us your pussy everyday.”

“You’d make such a good wife for us.”

Not every person can feel the physical act of having someone ejaculate inside them, as much as we might want to believe that.

Some are very sensitive to it and can feel every warm spurt coat all the surfaces inside them, painting their hole with potent sperm.

Others only just feel the warm sensation of being filled up--the temperature difference of hot cum being released.

Some people feel nothing at all, but can only know you're about to release through your actions, gestures, sounds, and words.

This is why it's so important to communicate that you're about to give it to them deeply. Tell the person you're fucking that you're about to cum, and shove in as much as you can when you do. Let them feel the weight of you pressing in between their legs. Grind your pelvis against theirs. Let yourself be heard: don't suppress any grunts or vocalizations as you feel your load rising and rushing out of your scrotum and into your partner. Don't. Cum. Quietly.

Tell them it's happening. Make them feel used, or special, or slutty. Give them feedback that you're emptying your seed inside.

i want to be treated like an object. i want you to take me to pregnancy checkups like you’re taking a car for maintenance, talking to the doctor for me, neither of you acknowledging me at all. i just sit and listen, looking pretty.

There is this sheer fear in my eyes. Of course you're not using a condom, after all it feels better this way...

I beg you to stop and to pull it out, I'm so panicking, feeling as if my womb is a highly fragile hotbed for whatever your dick is contaminated with.

The longer it stays in there the more it is certain I will be "infected".

I'm panting, moaning, grunting, crying.

This can't be happening to me! You grab me tighter around my luscious thighs and press me down, holding me in a mating position, pounding me faster and deeper.

I grunt and clench my vagina, but she knows best what she wants. The more I want you to get it out of me, the more my slot opens up, automatically, making it easier to shove your penis even further inside.

My cunt wraps itself around your shaft like a drooling mouth, making it obvious how much my body enjoys the fucking.

--And then it happens. Suddenly I feel your cock quiver and then hardening up more, shooting out a sharp, hot spurt of cum right against my cervix.

I'm powerless, the feeling makes me orgasm hard, I let out a loud scream and then I freeze.

My cervix still contracting and twitching in waves, as if it was drinking every little drop you just fed it with, making sure I will get fertilized for good.

You just made my worst nightmare become true.