18 Year Old Girl

you have the obvious fantasy where a hot piece of ass is being a little mouthy in a bar so a man barks at her to get her to ovulate and by the end of the night shes bouncing on cock as the others jerk off over her and she begs them breed to her and fill her up good. and thats so hot i’d love to become a slave to my own instinct like that

but my own current spin on it is a man cornering me and fucking me. im honestly not that into it but it was an easy fuck so i spread my legs for a stranger. i figure i’ll just get plan b once i get out of this, but he cums inside and spanks my ass and leans down and whispers “hold fucking still or i’ll induce it”

and i freeze my heart pounding because i can’t, i’m in college, there’s no way i could risk getting pregnant, why would he do this to me?

so i stay still and as his cum drips out of my hole and traces my pussy, leaking down into my underwear still around my ankles, he takes pictures of me and my pussy and the show we’re putting on. i shudder every time the camera flashes

he switches to video, turns me around, and tells me to say i loved it. i hesitate, but he pulls back his lips to make that awful tongue click that would make me fertile and i stutter out “i-i loved it…i loved being fucked”

he nods, stops recording, and then gives me his number. “cum stays alive inside your snatch for three days you know,” he says, “so if you know what’s good for you, you’ll hit me up and let me cum inside again before those three days are up, or else i’ll find you and say the magic word”

i begin crying but my pussy is starting to drip with my wetness in addition to his cum as i say “o-okay”

and so it begins. every other day i get fucked and he takes pictures and videos of me. he fills my ass and my mouth, he paints my ass and back and boobs, but he always ends the night by cumming deep inside me. he always make me say such humiliating things, calling him daddy or master and saying how i love being a slut for him, how he makes me so wet, how im just a horny hole for him. a month into the arrangement he demands i start cumming with him or he’ll activate me, and so i furiously begin rubbing my clit every time he fucks me. to my mortification it never takes more than a couple rubs to cum, that’s how turned on it makes me

at a certain point, as im sucking his cock, he places a flashdrive down next to me. i make a questioning sound but dont pull off his dick. the thought never occurred to me. it’s like i belong here

“this is a compilation of all your best moments slut” he says. “so now you have one last choice. let me induce ovulation in you and get you knocked up, or let those photos and videos go onto the internet”

my heart is frozen and i stare up at him in horror. he moans at my expression and cums in my throat and i choke

i swallow what i can and pull off and cough out what i cant, my tits flecked with my spit and his cum, and he pulls me up and spreads my legs and slams into my dripping pussy

“answer bitch,” he snarls, “and make sure you cum”

i cry, reaching down to rub my clit as he pounds me, rocking on the bed from his thrusts. “i- i-“

“make a choice or i’ll choose for you,” he snaps, and i cry harder while my pussy takes over, my only thoughts being what i realize now he’s trained in me: i need to cum on his cock like he said, and my pussy certainly knows how she wants to get off

“b-breed me! induce ovulation i-i don’t care,” i squeal, and it’s like he knew i’d choose this because he immediately clicks his tongue and my brain turns off, my body hot

i howl and slam my hips back against his, reaching up to pull him down, letting him rut deep inside me, and he groans at the pulse of my pussy, how much wetter and warmer it’s gotten now that im activated

it doesnt take long for either of us to cum, but we continue fucking, my dripping snatch not nearly satisfied yet, and he’s more than happy to make sure his stupid dumb bitch gets properly knocked up

he fucks me on my back, on my knees, has me bounce on his cock while i let him see the sway of my tits, on our sides, every single position imaginable. when he’s drained his balls completely in me and im petting and rubbing my slightly cum-swollen womb, he chuckles, tosses the thumbdrive, and pulls me closer

“i knew you would make the right choice” he says and i moan. “youll be such a good father to our kids, hm? my special breeding bitch”

i moan and nod

um yes, we did say you’d be tied up outside too. yes we did! oh my god shut up, you can be such a bitch. total waste of a roofie.

Then keep going and push on my lower stomach telling me all i am is a womb and I’ll always be a girl. lick my clit don’t suck it and watch how wet it all makes me.

just take me and shove your cock raw inside of me I want to feel your balls slap against my pussy lips while I rub my clit and my tits bounce for you

Obviously if you're just indulging your kink then lie about your ovulation window and get plowed on your safe days. Just make sure you keep good track of your cycle, these donors are very determined to knock you up after all~

That’s what I like to call my favorite little game I play with shy, curious dykes. You know you shouldn’t let me fuck you raw. You only like girls, after all. You’re not on birth control. I’m too big for your tight virgin pussy. You can come up with whatever excuses you want. But now that we’ve gotten this far; now that your curiosity about men has finally gotten the better of you; now that you’ve finally caved and given in to that desperate craving for something warm and hard inside you; now that we’re both naked with my hard thick cock twitching inches away from your dripping cunt, your arousal is overpowering all of your inhibitions, and you know it’s far too late to go back.

So we reach this compromise. You allow me to fuck you, but no deeper than the tip of my cock. I agree, of course. I know exactly what’s going to happen, even if you still insist on pretending otherwise.

So I slide my tip inside you. I stretch you out, just a little bit. But there’s a problem. I can’t really fuck you like this, I say. I need to go a little deeper so that I have enough room to thrust without my dick falling out each time. You agree, but only just a little bit, just enough for me to have enough room to slide in and out. It makes sense, after all. It’ll feel so much better for both of us that way.

And then I start to thrust, just barely past the tip, as agreed upon. Only now, with the added pleasure, you’re even more aroused, and your pussy starts to open wider for me. Your body wants to feel more of me, even if your mind is still holding out. Those arms of yours wrapped around my back aren’t just resting there any more, they’re starting to pull me in automatically, little by little, deeper and deeper with each thrust. Do you notice my cock starting to press inside you further? Do you realize what’s happening? You’re certainly not complaining. All I can hear is your whimpers and moans, begging me to keep going. So we continue like that, me stretching you out bit by bit as your wet cunt pulls me in.

And then, inevitably, you slip up. Maybe you wrap your legs around me instinctively, maybe you pull me in just a little too hard, or maybe, in the throes of passion, you let out a “Deeper…” without realizing it, and I oblige you. Either way, your soaking wet pussy is all too eager to accept me, and all of a sudden, there’s a lot more dick inside you right now than there was a moment ago. My thick cock is buried inside you all the way to the hilt.

And then you freeze for a moment, as your eyes go wide and you realize that you’ve broken our little agreement. I love watching the gears in your head turn as you try to decide what to do next. It’s all so predictable. “Well,” you think, “we weren’t supposed to, but we’ve gone this far, what’s the harm in continuing? Especially when it feels so good…”

You could ask me to pull out. We could stop here, and go our separate ways. But that gnawing curiosity inside you would remain unsatisfied. Just a taste isn’t enough for you anymore. You need more. So you ask me to keep going. I happily obey. Now the full length of my cock is plunging in and out of you with each thrust, stretching you out, pushing against pleasurable parts in you that you didn’t know existed. And this time, I’m enjoying myself too.

I’m using your pussy for exactly what it was made for, pleasuring myself with your cunt as I pin your legs down to your sides and hold you down against the mattress with my weight. Maybe you feel a momentary pang of regret; maybe a brief thought of “we weren’t supposed to go this far…” flashes through your mind, but it fades in an instant as the tip of my cock bumps against your back walls. It feels too good, it feels natural, it feels right. And you can feel yourself getting close. You’re going to cum. You’re going to cum with a man’s cock deep inside you.

But I’ve been waiting for this moment. I’ve been timing my thrusts, riding the edge of my own orgasm, until I can tell you’re at the point of no return. I start to grunt as I thrust into you forcefully, and groan out that I’m going to cum. But you’re so close yourself, if I were to pull out now, you’d lose it. All that slow buildup, all that arousal would go to waste. So you clutch at me involuntarily, wrap your legs around my hips, buck and writhe as your body tries its hardest to coax the orgasm out of me. Maybe you even let out a moan. Maybe a whimper slips out: “Please cum inside me.” Did I really just say that? you think, but it’s far too late to do anything about it now. You cum, and so do I.

I plunge into you, balls deep, and I unload inside you, shooting rope after rope of hot cum splashing against your cervix. Your cunt contracts along my cock as it throbs and pulses, milking out every last drop into your eager womb.