Protection

Your reverie is interrupted by Alicia shoving the box of condoms in your face. “Blake! Seriously! I know you want to fuck him but you have to use protection! You will get pregnant, and Steve will toss you aside like trash. You know I’m right!”

She is right, you do know it. You look in the box. Four left. You take a deep breath, steel yourself, and take one out of the box, tearing the package open with your teeth.

“Aww, seriously?! Alicia you’re the worst,” Steve whines as you timidly roll the condom down his shaft, locking his cum safely away. “This is bullshit, I dared Blake to do whatever she wants and now you’re stopping her!”

“No, she wants to lose her virginity. Safely. Right, Blake?” Alicia looks to you, her eyes pleading. You give a tiny nod.

“Y-yeah. Safely,” you manage to squeak out.

“Fuck that! I don’t believe it for a second!” Steve objects. “Prove it! If you can get us,” he gestures at the boys, “all to cum without begging for a creampie then you win, I believe you. Deal?”

“Steve, that’s not fair-“

“Deal,” you announce. You can’t let yourself lose to this asshole. He almost tricked you, but with Alicia on your side you’re certain you can do this. You’ll show them you’re not just some **** cumslut.

Steve lunges at you, pinning you on your back, and your legs open automatically. Fuck. This is going to be hard, isn’t it? Immediately, he thrusts his whole length into you. You’re so wet that it’s like a hot knife through butter, no resistance at all until his rod slams into your cervix. A jolt runs up your spine as you discover just how much better cock feels than your fingers. He pulls out agonizingly slow, then slams back in at full speed. Every thrust feels like an eternity, yet ends far too quickly.

“Holy shit… your pussy is incredible, Blake. I can’t believe you’re making me wear a rubber… I bet you’d feel unreal without one. Plus, you’d get to feel my,” Steve leans close to say it into your ear, “hot, sticky, fertile cum turn you into a real Mommy.”

“Oh, God,” you gasp, “that would be so hot…”

“Yeah, she wants it,” Steve says, “I’m taking it off, that counts.”

Alicia screeches, “No it doesn’t!”

Steve tries to pull out completely, but you lock your legs around his waist and trap him inside you. He struggles for a bit, then changes tactics when it’s clear you won’t let him escape. His mouth returns to your tits while his hands venture down to find your clit. Meanwhile, he changes his thrusts. He teases your entrance with just the tip, seven shallow thrusts, one deep. Seven shallow, one deep. Over and over, all while rubbing your clit and suckling at your heavy breasts, for what feels like forever.

After an eternity (actually fifteen delicious minutes) he kisses up your chest and neck, back to your ear, and whispers to you.

“I’m almost there, Mommy. I know you love it when I call you that. Doesn’t Mommy want to cum? Don’t you want to be a real Mommy? It’s okay, Mommy, you can beg for it,” it begins as coaxing, but builds to a demand. “Beg for my cum, Mommy!”

It’s too much. You’re about to give in, to beg your bully to make you his bitch. To breed you. You can’t resist this alone.

“A-Alicia… help… h-help me… I can’t-“