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Chapter 8 by beefeater99 beefeater99

Does Jordan let him in raw?

Yes and No

What had been somewhat intriguing in theory, was now reality shouting urgently for an answer. As Jordan felt the heat of Josh's cock brushing against her clit, it was as if her body was somehow using a tractor beam, ready to draw it magnetically into her **** pussy. She had been in this position with him before, but now it was different. She had never had sex without birth control, and this time her labia seemed larger and her juices flowed uncontrollably, anticipating the approaching penetration.

"So, pullout okay?" yearned Josh, hoping for an affirmative reply. The answer froze in her throat and her mind did a quick replay of the last nine months, when Sam had first brought up the idea which she thought was absolutely crazy! Whether Sam's words associated with her pleasurable persuasion or the primal female within, she was convinced to give it a go by the time month eight and nine had passed.

"Uh-huh" she managed to whisper in Josh's ear. Her head was spinning with anticipation as a wide grin came across his face and he began to push forward into her moistness. "You are so wet, babe!" he gasped as he locked with her flushed lips..... and then it happened!!

Whether the result of her body's frenzy or too much **** from the evening's party, Jordan released a vomitous torrent, worthy of a college frat party or reminiscent of the 'Exorcist' scene. "Oh, my God, I'm so sorry!" Josh was too busy clearing the emesis from his own throat to say anything, but grabbed his clothes and waved "Later" as he retreated through the door.

As she was clearing the mishap, Jordan was very perplexed as to what almost happened. Her body knew by instinct what to do, and that had been extremely pleasurable. But she felt like she missed the main event and was determined to drink less to avoid a repeat of the evening's performance in the future. "Well, we've still got three and a half weeks to scratch this itch" she thought. She wondered if Samantha had any better luck at Jerod's party, but felt a twinge of regret not being with her friend. After all, it was her idea to do this initially. She stayed in the room to avoid Abby and the others, and then rolled over, closed her eyes and was soon asleep.

Did Samantha get lucky?

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