Hammer out a Deal

"I think I could agree to that," you tell him, "But only if you agree to some extra rules." Sam leans back, and gestures for you to continue.

"You can only fuck me while wearing a condom, no matter what. You can only cum while wearing a condom. Afterwards, you'll immediately got throw it in the trash. And you can't order me to break any of these rules for you." Sam puts up his hands defensively. "Wait, wait, wait! You actually think I'd try to trick you or something? Girl, I just want to make sure I get a proper fuck out of this! That's all!"

Were you a little harsh? Maybe. But you're not convinced. "If that's true, then surely you can agree to the rules? Why wouldn't you, unless you were planning something sneaky?" "Fine, fine. You forgot something, though." You wait for him to explain, but he doesn't. "Well, " you prompt, "spit it out already!" "With these rules, I could do something like, fuck you until I'm just about to cum, then pull out. Then, I could roll the condom up almost all the way, so it's only technically still on, jerk myself over the edge while pointing my cock right at your open mouth, and finally pull the condom all the way off right after I start cumming."

That... Fuck! He's right! Honestly, you're a little impressed he managed to find a loophole like that so quickly. "Ok, fine. You can't touch the condom with your hands after it's on until you're done cumming. Actually, neither of us can. Afterwards, you will throw it in the trash right away." "Sounds reasonable, " Sam replies, "It's a deal then?"

You take a deep breath. It should be safe now, with all of these safeguards. Besides, there's no way you'd have thought of that loophole yourself. If Sam had wanted to trick you, he could just have done that.

"Deal."