Uh-oh...

They recovered on the couch, with the young girl laid on top of him, her head resting on his shoulder. She shuddered occasionally with the after-effects of orgasm: only after his own climax ended did he even realize she'd cum, too, right when she felt his cum explode into her.

"Nghh... I missed this," she whispered, echoing her earlier words.

"What, sex?"

"No one ever made me cum like that." She shrugged. "Not even me. It's just not the same."

"So you just needed some cock, huh?" He joked.

She glanced up at him, face unreadable.

"What is it?" He asked, brow slowly knitting.

She didn't respond, and his disquiet grew. He spoke again, more firmly this time. "What's the matter?"

"I'm... I'm not on the pill."

"What! But I just came in you! You said it was safe!"

But then he recalled her words. Not "it's safe", but "I want it". And that crazed look. A chill went down his spine.

"You planned this?" He demanded. "You planned this!"

"I'm sorry... I... I thought you'd say no, I thought—"

"You just said you couldn't raise a kid! And now you... what, you want to get pregnant again? Why?"

"You don't understand!" She exclaimed. "No one's ever told me I was sexy. Or... or beautiful! I-I just wanted..." She trailed off, averting her eyes.

"Nancy," he said, struggling to keep his voice calm. "You don't have to get pregnant to get my attention."

"No?" She said quietly. "Then why are you so hard right now?"

"I'm not—" But he was.

"You like it, don't you? You said you'd put a baby in me, remember?"

Fuck. He had said that, the first time they had sex. But that was just a heat in the moment thing, he tried to tell himself. "I was just..."

The girl ground her pelvis against his steely rod.

"Nancy, you lied to me," he spoke warningly, but found it impossible to put much **** into it.

Had she, though? Really?

Because he had suspected, deep down, that it wasn't safe to cum in her. The way she'd dodged his question should've set off every alarm bell. He was a grown man, he should've known better than to risk something like that... but he'd been horny and about to cum, and he hadn't demanded clarification. Because if she'd told him she was safe, it wouldn't have been as exciting to cum in her; and if she'd said the reverse, then he would've been unambiguously responsible if she did get pregnant. By pretending to have heard her say it was safe—even though he knew that's not what she'd said—he got to enjoy the risk of impregnating her, while simultaneously absolving himself of responsibility if she did get pregnant. A kind of cowardice.

"Fuck me again... daddy," she whispered, ignoring his accusation, oblivious to his self-recriminations. "Put another baby into my womb."

He groaned. He wanted to tell her no, but instead his cock slipped into her young pussy like a white hot knife into a block of butter.

"Yessss...!" She moaned. "Fuck me!"

He wanted to tell her to stop, that they were making a big mistake, that it wasn't too late to stop, but all he did was drive deeper into her cunt.

"You fucking bitch," he groaned.

"I'm your bitch!"

"You want to get pregnant again so badly, do you?" He demanded.

"Ahhh, yesss...!"

He could no longer deny it. He wanted it just as badly as she did. He pulled her close, whispering into her ear as they fucked. "You're gonna get it now, slut. I'm gonna fill you up again and again, until you're knocked up all over again!"

"God, yes!" She cried, eyes shining. "You know... my period was two weeks ago."

Why wasn't he surprised she'd arranged for this, too? "And when you're pregnant? What then? What will you tell your mom?"

"Nnnghh.... I'll lie. I'll tell her I don't know who the father is! Just keep fucking me!"

"And you'd better keep visiting me. I want to see your belly grow. I'll drink the milk from your tits. I'll fuck your slutty little pussy over and over."

"Yess..."

He grasped her hips and rolled on top of her. "This is where you belong, babygirl. On your back, taking a thick black cock up your fertile little pussy."

He felt her pussy clamp around his cock.

"You like that, huh? You like the idea of being bred by my fat black cock? Of being used like a dirty fucking breeding sow?"

He gathered her wrists in one hand and pinned them down above her head. With his other hand, he clawed at her breast. He kissed her hard, shoving his tongue into her mouth, claiming that orifice too.

She moaned out out, half-delirious. She bucked her hips, meeting him thrust for thrust. "Yessss...! Breed me, daddyyy!"

He'd barely been in her for a minute or two when he felt himself reaching the point of no return—for the second time in half an hour. He'd never been more turned on in his life.

"Here it comes! Gonna turn you into my breeding bitch!" He growled, slamming his cock home one last time.

"Fill meeee!" She cried out.

Then he exploded, filling her spasming cunt with his fertile seed. He saw stars and collapsed on top of her. Vaguely, he heard her cry out in orgasm too, her arms wrapped tightly around his back, her nails scoring red tracks in his skin.