I think it startled her a little and as I bucked my hips slightly, my cock started to jerk inside her. Continuing to hold her down as cum spilled deep inside her, I tried to move my cock in and out. I’m sure she could feel it and as Mariah again tried to wiggle free, my cock inadvertently slipped out as it went limp.
It felt good to cum, and as I moved down and kissed her stomach, I knew cum was dribbling out of me onto the sheets, and that it had probably leaked out of her too.
Mariah now forcibly pushed me off, desperately telling me to stop and when I lifted off her and I heard a little bubble escape, I instinctively looked down as I raised up. Rolling off her now, Mariah hastily reached one of her hands down to her pussy. I could see the panic on her face as she felt the sticky cum that had oozed out, and when she looked at the cum on her fingers she asked, “What is this?”
Smiling, I leaned over, and as I tried to hold her, she pushed me away again saying, “You didn’t cum in me, did you?”
I didn’t know what to say but eventually told her, “I couldn’t stop, it felt so good.”
Mariah immediately sat up and as she again fingered her pussy, I tried to reassure her that it would be okay. Again, Mariah pushed me away saying, “I didn’t want you to cum in me.”
Kneeling next to her, she was obviously distraught, and looked like she was going to cry. As I again tried to give her a hug, I too started to worry.
This time as I held her, Mariah instinctively leaned against me saying, “I don’t want to get pregnant.”
Pulling her close trying to give her a hug, she hastily pushed me away and slid off the bed.
Watching as she stood there with her legs spread, frantically fingering herself, I got off the bed too as she desperately tried to get as much cum out as she could.
She was visibly scared and as I stood next to her and tried to console her, rubbing her back I said, “Why don’t we take a shower.”
Not looking at me, she casually moved toward the bathroom, and as I tried to follow her she turned and said,”No,” which stopped me in my tracks.
Standing there and watching as she closed the door, I could hear her pull the shower curtain back and when I heard her turn on the water, I went back over to the bed and sat down.
I continued to worry as I waited and yea, it really did feel good to cum, but it was now overshadowed by the thought of her possibly getting pregnant. I wanted her to know everything would be okay, even though I knew it wasn’t, and when I heard the water turn off, I anxiously stood up and waited for her to come out.
As the door opened and Mariah walked around the corner, I stepped toward her as she stood there wrapped in a towel. She was still visibly shaken as she went and sat on the bed, and as I stood by her, I asked if she was okay.
Mariah didn’t look at me but when she nodded her head, I casually sat next to her and putting my arm around her, Mariah leaned against me. Hugging her I asked, “Do you want me to take you home?”
There was a slight pause as we held each other, and she did seem to be a little more relax but when Mariah said, “I think I got it all out,” I couldn’t help but lean away and look at her.
Shocked, realizing she didn’t understand, I looked at her and tried to smile. Taking her hand and giving it a gentle squeeze, Mariah again leaned against me. As I continued to hold her I felt I should probably take her home, but when I suggested it, she snuggled against me and asked, “Can we just stay here a little bit?”
I was continuing to worry about her getting pregnant and thought, “Why isn’t she on the pill?”
Eventually though, I was able to convince her that we should probably get going home, and after we got dressed, and left, we ended up stopping at a fast food place along the way.
It was nice to be with her and as I pulled into her neighborhood, she asked me to drop her off down the street so she could walk.
Smiling at her, I reached over and as I took her hand, I agreed. Pulling over now at the top of her street, we gave each other a hug and a simple kiss, and when Mariah told me thanks, I reached over and gave her another hug. Smiling as she opened the car door, she turned and said, “I had a great time.”
Squeezing her hand, not really wanting her to go, we looked at each other. Letting go of her hand as she got out of the car, I waved to her as she closed the door. Watching as she walked down the street a little ways, she turned and waved. It made me smile and as I turned the car around and started to leave, I looked at her in the rear view mirror.
I couldn’t stop worried about her getting pregnant, and when I didn’t hear from her or see her, I really started to worry. Mariah dideventually show up at school a few days later, and when I saw her, I really wanted to talk to her. As she got close, I smiled and asked, “How are you doing?”
Mariah smiled too and nodding her she said, “I’m good, how are you?”
We only talked for a few minutes and as she walked away, we exchanged smiles and a wave from a distance.
We never had the opportunity to be with each other again, but I have continued to fantasize about her as I remember the time we spent together so long ago.
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