You make sure he knows not to cum in you

"But seriously," you say, getting used to his girth filling you to your core, "you can't cum in me."

"I got it," the man connected to you at the crotch says, sounding a little annoyed. At the same time, he started to pull his hips back slowly before rocking them forward again. He continues this slow rhythm for a bit, letting you get accustomed to his cock.

He slowly picks up his pace, his pelvis slapping against your ass with greater and greater ****. You feel the warmth of pleasure heating up in your belly. Before long, you find that the chair isn't stable enough to support you, and you move your hands to the wall behind it. Your torso bends forward even further, and in the process, your pussy changes enough of an angle for his balls to start clapping against your clit.

You see stars as pleasure streaks through you. A sharp moan escapes your lips without your control. The man behind you takes this as a sign to kick it into high gear.

He speeds up his pace, his dick flashing into and out of your pussy multiple times per second. You hear Alex next to you shifting around in his chair, it's feet squeaking against the concrete floor. "Remember to pull out," Alex insists.

"I fucking know, kid," he sounds almost angry as he spits out the words, never breaking stride. His dick continues to piston into and out of your abused pussy.

Before long, you realize the pleasure in your core is building to a crescendo. Your mouth is emitting sounds of desire that you can't stop from coming out. A few seconds later, you find yourself cumming. Your legs buckle beneath you, but the officer grips your waist, holding you up as he continues to fuck you senseless.

The man's thrusts become shorter as you recover from your orgasm. "You should cum on her ba-"

"Shut up!" the man growls, interrupting your friend.

"Just pull o-"

"I was going to pull out," the man groans through clenched teeth. He pushes deep into you and holds himself there. "But since you're so annoying!"

"No," you gasp, unable to find the strength to yell it. Time slows. Your body tenses. You feel his dick lurch inside your pussy.

"Take it, bitch!" he moans loudly. You feel a sticky warmth spat into your deepest recesses. Your body slumps, defeated. You feel another rope, and another, and another. You lose count of how many times he throbs inside you. When he's finally spent, he puts you down gently.

"You didn't..." Alex is dumbfounded.

"I told you to shut your mouth," the officer says, fixing his clothes back into place. He steps over to a filing cabinet, grabs the towel from on top to mop off the sweat on his forehead, and opens one of the drawers. You hear him fish something out and toss it at Alex. It rattles a bit as he catches it. "Morning after pill; she'll be fine."

You look over to Alex to see him holding a small box with pharmaceutical labelling. Would that work? Could that work? You didn't really have any other options, so you reach your hand out to Alex. He hands you the box. You notice his dick still obviously hard in his pants.

You sit down, cum bubbling out of your quim in the process; you're embarrassed by the noises and the warm, thick trickle you feel running down your leg. The chair's metal seat is cold on your bare ass. The door opens and closes as the officer leaves the room.

You spend several minutes reading the instructions on the box. You take one pill now, one pill in 12 hours. It's 3 PM right now, so you'd have to wake up at 3 AM.

"So," Alex says, inquiringly, "since he already came inside of you..." You can see where he's going with that train of thought. He wants to fuck you and shoot his own wad into your sloppy cunt.

"I heard that sperm fight each other or something; it should reduce the odds that..." he trails off, not wanting to finish the sentence.