A nervous start - Black bred (Part 5)

You head home after doing your best to tidy your clothes, and make yourself look like you hadn't just been fucked by four big black men, rather unsuccessfully, the cab driver gives you a few looks which make you go red with embarrassment, and you rush back into your apartment, and rush into the bathroom to have a hot shower, as you try and come to terms with what you said with the last man.

You don't really want to get pregnant, your not even sure you ever wanted kids to begin with, but you definitely didn't want them this early in your young life. You try and think back to the pills you were slipped and you fish your fingers into your red raw puffy pussy which is still dropping the occasional bit of cum. You make a note to rush out and buy some plan B after you dry off from your shower.

The next few days are filled with dread as you walk about your apartment trying to distract yourself as you are unsure if you might be already carrying a baby inside you, you know that if you were, you'd have to keep it, as your parents would never forgive you if you got an abortion. Much to your relief a week later you get your all clear, which makes you feel a lot better. Your phone buzzes with a message, and you pick it up, feeling like a weight had been taken off your shoulders.

'Hey Girl

Haven't heard from you in a while, you're not feeling unwell are you?

Holla at me

T'

You decide to reply back honestly and tell T you were panicking that you could be pregnant, but you got your monthly reminder, and that now you can relax. He replies back asking for details about when your started, as he has a few shoots lined up for, you reply telling him you just started today, and that you won't be available for the next few days for any filming, although you do say you are interested.

'That's kl

I'll hit you up with some details in a few hours, and don't worry about getting pregnant this time we'll make sure you get what you need.

T'

You settle down and relax a little and plan a night out with your friends to enjoy some of the money you earned as you feel like you need to unwind after all the panicking.

You get a message a while your out celebrating with your girl friends, and in your slight drunken haze, you decide to reply.

'Hey Girl

Got a huge opportunity for you, pay will be double, as its with tonnes of guys, a proper gangbang. They'll be a lot of strangers so they'll be using condoms. The shoots in two weeks let me know what you think.

T'

You reply you'd be up for it, and your glad to hear about the condoms. You get a slightly odd reply back.

'Damn Amber

You a nasty girl and I like that.

T'

You put the phone down and enjoy the rest of your evening, as you drink until the early hours thanks to the fake ids and lax standards of the local bar. The following day you recall the offer, and you are about to ask more when you get another message.

'Hey Girl

Hope your not too hungover, got the venue sorted for your next big shoot, and looks like they're paying you more than I thought so looks like your getting closer to four times the last shoot, because I told them how much a freak you are. See you in two weeks I'll drop you another message with details of how to get there.

T'

You decide to just go with it as you recall that condoms were mentioned, so you shouldn't have anything to worry about. You get the message with the details, and are happy to see that you'll be getting a lift down to the venue, which is good as its in an area of town you are unfamiliar with.

The days speed by and soon two weeks have gone by, and you wake up feeling horny as you haven't fucked anyone since the last shoot, you put on some lacy red underwear, a thin bra, and very thing thong, and get dressed as the cab driving you to the shoot turns up. You begin to get nervous again, as you wonder if you should of tried to get an appointment about getting on the pill, but between hanging out with your friend and looking around the shops for what you plan to spend your money on, you didnt get around to it, it should be fine, the message said they would be using condoms today, right?

You didn't bother to check back in your phone for the messages between you and T that night, as you didn't remember much, but the important details stood out, if you had done, you might of realized what your drunk self had unwittingly agreed to, the reason why the pay for this shoot jumped by twice the amount. You might of also questioned why Tyronne had picked today two weeks o the day since you replied to him after that week of worry. Two weeks into your new cycle.