No. Just the opposite.

"Can… Can we do it… without one?" Yumi was blushing hard again. There was a long moment of silence as Mason stared at her and she stared at the floor.

"Are… you sure? Aren't you worried about getting pregnant?" And that was only the tip of the iceberg. Admittedly, both of them were virgins so they were probably clean. But it was still a crazy statement coming from the usually responsible Japanese girl.

"Yes. My mom took me to get an IUD when I turned eighteen." That was surprising too. Between that and the previous revelation of her affair, he was beginning to suspect that he barely knew Mrs. Kamiya. But then maybe that was less crazy than he thought. He was hardly an expert on birth control. But before he could formulate a thought Yumi started talking again.

"I want to feel you. I want you to feel me. Please put it in raw." The petite girl's round face was the picture of lust. She bit her bottom lip and her eyes stared at his cock with hooded lust.

"Alright. If that's what you want." Mason would be lying if he didn't want it too. A fact underscored when his cock gave an approving twitch. So he climbed onto the bed.

It was a little awkward, he wasn't exactly used to crawling on all fours and this bed was a lot squishier than his own. But it didn't take long into position. He reached out with his massive hands and grabbed a knee in each one. That earned him his first-ever in-person look at a woman's quim. Later on, he would have to get a look at it in a decent light. But for now, he liked what he saw.

It was a cute thing, though that didn't make it any less erotic. It was an innie with small, thin, tan lips that barely protruded even as excited as she clearly was. In fact, excitement may have been an understatement. Every square inch between her legs was soaked in her honey. And a small flash of pink winked at him from the middle of her womanhood. And surrounding it all was a thatch of wispy, pubic hair.

It was honestly more than he would have liked. But that was an issue for Future Mason to talk to Future Yumi about. Right now, it was the moment of truth.

He took his cock in hand and lined it up with her sopping core. The turgid head slipped up and down between her lower lips. Until it came to rest at her entrance. The two locked eyes, her hazel irises alive with light and desire. And so, finally, he rocked forward and entered her.

The tiny girl was beyond tight. It took quite the push just to get the head of his dripping cock inside her. But eventually, it happened. One minute he was futilely pushing against her. The next, the first several inches of his dick were sheathed within her.

Mason paused to savor the moment. He knew a bit of what to expect from his early fingering. But somehow it was totally different. It was beyond a tight fit. It was like Yumi's inner walls were vacuum-sealed to him. He could feel every flutter, twitch, squeeze, and pulse as her insides tried to adjust to the new feeling.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"Ye-Yes. Keep going. Please." Mason wasn't sure if he believed her. Her eyes were screwed shut, her brow was knit, her mouth was open, and her breath came in deep, shuddering gasps. But he trusted her. So he started to push forward again.

It was an agonizingly, and tantalizingly, slow process. Every centimeter required more effort than the last. But bit by bit Yumi's tunnel spread for him. But then, at long last, his hips met hers. His cock was fully sheathed within her.

"Do you need a minute?" Mason asked through a shudder of pleasure. Honestly, he needed a moment himself. Just this had him on the edge of cumming.

"P-Please. I'm so full." Yumi answered as her inner muscles coiled around his dick. The looks on her face showed that she was straddling the fine line between agony and ecstasy. Every fiber of her being had tensed up. The Asian girl needed to relax. And Mason had an idea of how to help.

It was a work of contortion. He had to arch his lengthy spine as far as it could bend. But eventually, he came face to delightful face with his girlfriend. With her hazel eyes still tightly shut, Yumi didn't seem to realize what he was doing and when she felt his lips press against hers she squeaked in surprise.

But that squeak quickly morphed into a throaty moan as she eagerly mirrored his ministrations. This new round of making out was very different from before. The passion and hunger were both still present, but they were kept in check. Mason kept the pace languid and calm, in spite of the animal instinct in the back of his mind. He kept his mind on the task at hand. There would be time later to simply fuck. Right now he needed to ease Yumi's nerves and remind her that he cared about her. That he wanted this to feel good for her too.

And that seemed to do the trick. Gradually, second by second, the tension drained from the nerdy girl. Her shoulders relaxed as her tiny fists let go of the bedspread and wrapped around his torso. And her pussy slowly relaxed its grip on his cock. It was still an unbelievably tight fit, but it was no longer the same borderline painful, vice-like, **** grip.

Feeling that Mason started to move. He was careful, keeping it to small, slow, deliberate strokes. His hips rocked an inch or so back, then forward. It was less fucking and more gently messaging her inner walls with his dick. But the slippery heat rubbing up and down his length felt incredible. And based on Yumi's groaning into his mouth, he wasn't the only one enjoying the gentle friction.

With each thrust the young man found himself pulling back further and further. Until eventually he found his strokes had gone from as short as possible to as long as possible. With the same even tempo he withdrew until only his sensitive dick-crown remained within her, then he would gently push back in until he was fully sheathed once again.

Mason desperately wanted to keep exploring Yumi's mouth with his tongue. But ultimately he had to break away. He couldn't bend his back enough to maintain the kiss. But that didn't deter the tiny, Japanese nymph beneath him. She pulled her face into his chest and nuzzled into him.

As he continued he quickened his pace. His cock pushed into her a little faster with each thrust. While it could hardly be called a savage railing, he was now definitely fucking the petite girl clinging to him. Some deep intuition told him he should go harder, but he fought it. Just this was already pushing him to the edge again.

Mason was determined to make this last as long as possible. There would undoubtedly be more sex in his future (especially if his first girlfriend's cuck trait was for real.) But this was his first time, and he was sharing it with Yumi.

But the. He felt Yumi suddenly seize up beneath him. Her hands flew from his back and snapped to her face. She flopped back down onto the bed, thrashing wildly and screaming into her palms. And all the while her inner walls clamped down hard on his shaft. It felt like she was wringing him out, desperately milking him for his cum.

It was all too much. Mason tried to hold back. But after being teased by Ms. Bailey, edged by the exotic Lilith, and having Yumi grind her pert little ass against him it felt like his balls were ready to pop.

It was an amazing sensation. Icy, hot electricity shot outwards from his dick. He felt a pleasant tingle race up his spine and down his legs. His muscles tensed, his balls tightened, his cock bucked like a bronco, and a low, guttural moan escaped his lips.

Acting on instinct Mason pushed forward one last time. Fully buried in Yumi's amazing pussy, he could only feel what was happening. Three waves of his searing hot cum erupted from his cock, painting the teen girl's insides white.

He couldn't be sure (for a number of reasons) but he suspected this was the largest load he had ever shot.