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Chapter 7 by LiteraryLover LiteraryLover

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Finish Up For Now

Figuring I should ration out my ejaculations rather than spend them all up and die or something, I decide to pick one more girl to knock up.

You know, getting diagnosed with this is something of a dream come true for me, since I have something of an impregnation fetish. It's not like I get off on pregnant girls, nah I'll probably avoid the future moms until they give birth, but I get off on the idea potentially ruining a girl's life with an unexpected or unwanted child.

Anyway, I'm getting side tracked here. Ah ha! The perfect girl. I saw Erin in the stands, turned around and rubbing her pussy. I've always had a crush on her, but she always just wanted to stay friends. The bitch.

Upon first glance, you'd swear she's a guy, what with her short hair, flat chest and overall 'just one of the guys' tomboy attitude. She also was super nerdy and into cosplaying. In other words, she was perfect. And now I'm gonna fuck her in the ass.

"Hey, Erin." I greet as I walk up to her "You know how I've always liked you right?"

"Oh hey, John. I'm so sorry about your disease. And yeah..." She awkwardly mumbled all the while never stopping her **** on her clit. "Yeah..." I begin and toss her down onto the pile of clothing. She was on the first row of seats, so it's fine.

I moved her to where she was face down, ass up, spit on her puckered brown hole and just fucked her like an animal.

"Ooooooh fuck! Please be gentle, I'm still an anal virgin." She grunted as she bit down on the closest thing she could grab, that being a pair of panties. "Well, not anymore. Oh and," I begin as I switch holes to her pussy "have fun trying to do maternity cosplays." I grin as I unleash a torrent of jizz inside her.

Worn out, she flattens out on the clothes, leaking some cum on a few and staining them. Not like these girls would be needing them.

I made my way to the microphone and made an announcement. "Alright ladies, finish up." I waited for the sounds of orgasms to dissipate. And as I saw some get up to grab their clothes, I stopped them.

"No, no. Leave them." I heard some noises of confusion. "And don't bother with your clothes when you get home either. In fact throw them all out. You know, in case I'll want to fuck you."

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