So I may not have a domination fetish, but I do have a little impregnation fetish that I don't often get to indulge. To meet a woman who is willing to play along with a **** impregnation scenario – that's pretty wild. However, I didn't really know this woman, and she seemed a good bit less than stable. The possibility of actually knocking her up... and that leading to some crazy consequences, well... I wasn't willing to risk that, even if it meant missing this chance to really engage my own fetish.
I brought myself right up to the edge and then suddenly stopped thrusting. Inez opened her eyes in surprise and looked at me. Pulling out of her warm tunnel, I got on my back and told her, “Quick, take me as deep in your mouth as you can, let me cum down your throat!” She quickly obeyed and gagged repeatedly as I shot everything I had down her throat. When I was finished, I held her head in place and murmured, “Easy now, just hold it nice and deep, no teeth.” My breathing slowed, my body relaxed, and before Inez passed out again, I lifted her head up. “That's a good girl,” I sighed. She coughed and heaved as cum and saliva dripped out of her mouth and nose. The air felt cold on my tool that was covered in our joint fluids.
Inez collapsed next to me and we both stared at the ceiling. “I hope that's what you wanted,” I said. “I didn't realize it was a whole fetish hook-up thing when I used the app,” I explained, “so this is all new to me, but I'm willing to keep trying. This was a blast.”
Inez hadn't seemed to recover yet and remained silent, her eyes closed.
“Seriously,” I said, “is this at all what you wanted? You can tell me.”
“No!” she shouted, her voice raspy after taking me so deep in her throat. “I told you! I didn't want to do this! The app – the fucking dating app – it forces me to do everything you tell me to. You have to understand me. Please!”
I rolled my feet out of the bed and stood up. “What, like magic?” I scoffed. “Get the fuck out of here. You were totally into it just now. I'm sorry if I'm not the perfect master, but give me a break. You could have left at any time.”
While I was arguing, she was already on her way towards the door, apparently taking Get the fuck out of here like some kind of order. She had grabbed her clothes on her way out but hadn't bothered to put them on. She walked out of the apartment buck naked, my cum still running down her cheek and neck. I looked out the peephole to see if she had some exhibitionist kink on top of it all, but she was frantically putting her clothes on right there outside my door. All the while, she was in tears.
What a messed up woman! I thought.
After I ensured that she had left, I took a quick shower, then pulled up the app on my phone. I wondered if all the women I had matched with (about 11 at this point) were like Inez – insanely committed to the role – or if there were varying levels of kink. I determined to meet up with another one and find out.
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