Ignore the sensation

As Bryce starts thrusting again, something feels different - almost too good to be true. But instead of pausing or checking what could have caused such a change, you decide to play along, wanting to seem cool and nonchalant despite the sudden shift in sensation.

"Mmm, that feels amazing..." you murmur, arching your back to take more of him deep within you once again. The pleasure is intense, unlike anything either of you has experienced together so far.

Bryce lets out a low groan, clearly enjoying himself immensely. He leans down over your back, whispering into your ear, "You're incredible, you know that?"

Lost in the moment, you keep moving rhythmically against Bryce, savoring every sensation coursing through your body. It feels so good - too good to stop and question anything right now.

You can feel your muscles clench tightly around Bryce's cock, pulling him deeper still. He lets out a loud grunt in response, your bare walls squeezing the veins of his shaft. With one final thrust, he buries himself completely inside you, releasing his own hot load deep within your pussy.

You can feel pulse after pulse inside of you, the warmth spreading throughout your core as it fills you up, leaking out around his shaft. A few dribbles escape onto your thigh, sticky and slick against your skin.

Panic sets in immediately. "Oh my god," you gasp, freezing before quickly pulling away completely. "Bryce, what happened?" You reach back, feeling his cum dripping out of you. You turn around, his naked cock glistening in the dim lighting.

"Where's the condom?" you say, anger rising in your voice.

"Uh..." Bryce stammers, caught off guard by your sudden realization. "It must've slipped off or something when I pulled out earlier." He shrugs helplessly, looking genuinely sorry but also somewhat amused at the situation somehow – which only serves to infuriate you further.

"And you didn't think to put another one on?" Your voice trembles slightly, anger and fear mixing together into an unsettling cocktail churning inside you now. You watch him getting dressed.

Before either of you can say more, however, he leaves to go back to the party.