We might need to talk about this

After a long moment, Oliver rolled off and Julie turned on her side to look at him. “Jesus, Mary, and fucking Joseph Ollie, I haven’t cum like that in forever. Fuck, never came like that with a guy before.” Oliver smiled, leaning forward to kiss her by way of response. Julie pulled him close to return the kiss, and looked down at the cum leaking from her well fucked pussy, “should probably grab some plan B when I drop you off, haven’t had to worry about getting knocked up in a minute…”

Oliver quelled the thought of Julie’s taut muscular frame swelling in pregnancy, her hard body softening with curves. “Shit, if I’d have known- I keep rubbers in my wallet Jules. Sorry bout that, didn’t even think to ask.” Julie shushed him with another kiss “Don’t worry about it bud, we can pick up the anti-baby protocol in a bit. If this ends up happening again, I’ll probably get an IUD.”

Her hand drifted to Oliver’s half deflated shaft, still slick with their joint cum “Y’know, I think we could both use a shower before we go to the pharmacy…”

They fucked again in bathroom before they even made it into the shower, Oliver lifting Julie up on to the sink and ramming into her until he came inside her again. Once they got into the shower, Julie produced a slender ribbed dildo she used to sodomize Ollie once more for good measure, coaxing out one last strained orgasm from his worn out body. To repay the favor once they were out, Oliver made Julie lie on the bed as he licked her clit, a vibrator buried deep inside her.

Finally spent, they smoked a joint in Julie’s beater of a car and snagged fast food breakfast sandwiches on the way to the pharmacy. The pair joked with each other, bragging about who got the other to cum harder or who moaned the loudest. Once Julie had washed down the contraceptive pill with some iced coffee, she finally dropped him off on the curb in front of his apartment.

Sitting in the car together, Oliver paused before reaching for the door handle. “Jules… I’m real glad I didn’t stay at the Madhouse last night.” Julie looked at him intently “I am too Ollie, this was fun, hell it was some of the best sex I’ve had in ages. But remember, we’re just friends who have had sex, nothing more.” Oliver nodded “totally Jules, it would never work. But just two quick questions before I go- you interested in doing this again some time? And you won’t mind if I do stuff with our other coworkers right?”

Julie’s hand grasped Oliver’s limp cock through his jeans “Not only would I not mind you fucking them, I want see it” her thumb caressed the crown of his penis “And oh yes, I fully plan to fuck and get fucked by you again cupcake.” She sealed her promise with one more kiss, kicking Oliver out of her car to speed away, the thump of **** metal rattling her departure.

Oliver sighed as he stood on the curb. Utterly exhausted, he made his way up to his bed to collapse for a couple hours to recoup before his shift.