She has been a bad girl

As she was slowly walking home, the two cum loads moving and sloshing deep inside her pussy and the cool evening air massaging and tickling her wet clit, she slowly came back down from the high she had been riding all day. That massive orgasm she just had fucking or the bus had finally released all the sexual energy that had been building inside her all day long and now that she was relaxed and was able to think clearly again she became worried.

In all the events that had happened over the last couple days she had been so focused on her situation that she had forgotten about a critical thing. She had let fivve different guys cum in her pussy over the past few days, even actively making three complete strangers fill her up only today, and she wasn't on the pill. How could she have been so stupid! Had she been that **** for release? All those months of trying to find her way in life had left her with little activity of the sort. She was so focused on money and rent that she was now risking pregnancy from strangers. She was now feeling very self conscious of the two loads of cum that were slowly leaking out of her pantyless pussy with each step and leaking down her thighs under her skirt.

As her mind revved up, she realised she needed to calm down. She stopped walking and stood there, breathing deeply and trying to get her thoughts back together. Once she had slowed down her brains, she assessed the situation. In her head, she calculated her cycle and when she was due to ovulate. As she counted the days back, figured she most likely still had 1 or 2 safe days before her fertile window opened. That was based on her ovulation cycle on the past few months, but she had never been very constant, her cycle typically being anywhere from 25 to 32ish days, but her average was 28 or 29. Based on her average she was safe for a day of two, but if this cycle was shorter, she could be fertile right now. The thought wasn't calming her, but at the same time, she had no idea how, but she felt a tingle in her stomach. Could the risk be turning her on?

She pushed the idea from her head, deciding it was better not to think about it as she had no idea where that came from. In a not very reasonable way, she was somehow trying to convince herself that her cycle would be longer this time and she would be ok. For some reason it seemed to worked and she stopped being worried. She now needed some time to go to the pharmacy in the next few days and get some birth control.

Satisfied with her thoughts, she resumed walking and, having forgotten about her forbidden cargo, took a normal stride, which had the result of stretching her pussy lips and letting out a generous flow of cum which joined the drying trickle in going down her legs. Now that she had "convinced" herself she was safe, she began enjoying again the feeling of the cum inside her and the cool air chilling her clit and lips. She even unknowingly started toying with the idea of the pregnancy risk turning her on and started being horny again. Now that she was convinced she was safe and out of danger, she liked the idea, not that she would ever dare to risk it willingly... or would she?