A wombful of bad decisions

Your hips pistoned as you delighted in the feel of male hardness driving up into your body. Each thrust commingled your bodies together joining you in a swirl of color.

You knew if you didn't get control right now, you would be facing dire consequences. Oh lord, what would you do. You had always mocked those single teen moms in all of those stupid reality tv shows your family used to watch. Now you were going to be stuck living as one.

Panic set in as you felt a wave of nausea wash over you, your mind racing with the reality of your situation. You felt like you were going to pass out at the thought of explaining to the nurse that no father was coming because you had been gangbanged by half a dozen men. The humiliation would be suffocating, waddling around with a belly sticking out for nine months.

The panic and humiliation quickly gave way to a different kind of feeling, one that took you by surprise. Your body began to respond to the idea of being bred and humiliated, and you felt a sudden, intense wave of sexual desire wash over you. It was as if your mind and body were at odds with each other, and the latter was winning out.

You could feel your heart racing, your breath quickening, and a warmth spreading through your lower body. The thought of being impregnated caused your body to lubricate. Yes it would be quite fitting and good to be impregnated by this man.

You looked back at Barry gauging what kind of baby would likely come out from his batter. You looked at his brown eyes and his forehead, your attention getting caught on the glistening beads of sweat collecting on him.

He caught your blue eyes and grinned, lowering his hands to grasp your round, jerking, bobbing hips. It took him an effort to get a firm grip of those heaving driving hips you were using to impale yourself. Your loins ground together almost merging into one as his cock seemed to threaten to punch through into your womb.

You now urged your pale white hips to meet the man’s thrusting ebony spear, squeezing and clasping it as though your body could **** its juice out of it and into you by sheer will of your clamping tight insides. Your inner muscles seeking to hold his cock tightly even as their hips separated as you thrusted back into him.

You moaned. Your moan was a mix of arousal and disappointment in yourself for submission to impregnation as Barry's thick cock moved further into your hungry pussy.

He heard your long low moan of pleasure and watched as you shook in orgasm as his hot rod entered your womb and your body reacted as it was designed to do. You shook and convulsed, eyes fluttering and tongue lawling in orgasm as your own juices rushed to mix and mingle with the male appendage in your body.

Barry's feverish humping seemed to be reaching a peak as you knelt submissively. You edged your thighs even further apart as he thrust into your bottom. His hard member thrusting up into you like a hot iron bar caused your pussy to drip its juices, pooling below you.

"Oh loooord," you groaned and climaxed again. Your pussy, for a moment, reflexively, clasping the mans cock. You looked up as you heard a slightry frustrated groan come from behind. You expected to see an upset Barry because of the sudden vice your woman pussy had become. Instead you found him with his head back his own loins shaking. He was going to cum.

Oh please, your male mind screamed. Oh please. You screamed for a miracle as your female body felt a thrill of fear that seemed only to enhance your sexual pleasure and you shook again in a further orgasm.