I'm on the pill.

"I'm on the pill coach," Kacey remarks to me as we kiss. "I have a condom in my bag for boys I don't trust, but for you coach, not worried about using it." She pulls me closer into her, letting my fingers slide deeper into her slit as my lips go from her lips to one of the pert breasts on her chest.

I'm glad she's smart enough to carry a second method, and also exhilarated that she trusts me enough to let me go in raw, skin on skin, cum in that amazing belly of hers. I do wonder how many other guys she's let go in raw. Am I her first? Second? Or am I diving into a nasty, heavily cum in girl? I push the last thought away as my lips break from her breast.

I step back, taking off my pant's and letting them fall to my ankle's while Kacey sheds her own shorts, and soon this physically fit, young soccer player is naked before me. My erection is hard and it bobs a little as I step back to the table, pulling Kacey's hips towards me, my glans pressing against her moist lips. "Last chance for that condom," I whisper in her ear.