Try and pull out

Matt's mind was a blur. His girlfriend moaned his name over and over, her tight pussy drenching the small section of his cock that would fit inside it. His hands gripped her legs tighter, the swelling in his balls no longer something he could ignore. Suddenly, he realized that they didn't have a condom and that Lucy wasn't on birth control. Knowing he was close he tried to pull out, whipping his hips backwards.

Lucy gasped as she felt a sudden, intense pressure just inside her entrance as Matt tried to pull his bulging cockhead out of her. He failed. Lucy's pussy was too tight, clenching with every muscle it could to keep him inside, as if her body wanted to drink his seed.

Matt's shaft quaked and his cockhead shook. He pulled back again, barely popping free of her steaming cunt as cum exploded from his raging monster. As Matt's cockhead forcibly ejected from Lucy's tight pussy she came again, letting loose a scream of pleasure. A huge torrent of cum landed on her as her body quivered with the crashing heat of yet another orgasm.

Matt fell backwards, moaning, sending rope after rope of sticky jizz arcing over his girlfriend and splattering across her and his bed. It landed with an audible splat in thick, white mounds

Lucy sat and wiped the cum from her eyes. Her entire torso was covered in his translucent discharge.

"Oh my god, Matt..." she muttered.

She looked at him through the haze. She wanted to kiss him so bad to show her love. To show her appreciation for what he just did to her. As they looked into each other's eyes Lucy's pussy started to throb.

"Matt... it hurts..." she whimpered.

His erection slowly faded, shrinking and softening. He hastily ran to grab her a towel but she was in the doorway when he returned.

"What are you doing, baby?" he said softly.

"I have to shower again. It's... just so much."

"Let me help you, I feel bad."

"Okay, I really, really need to kiss you," she said.

"And," she added, "we should probably talk about all this."