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I don’t knowwhat’s come over me. Sex has always been good for me, and I make sure my partner gets off at least once, but I’ve never really role-played, I’ve never spit on someone, and I sure as hell have never smacked her love muffin with my batter beater.

Jenny brings it out in me. Knowing she has her own kinks has given me free rein to act out all the things I’ve been too scared to ask for. It’s exhilarating and makes me feel as though there’s no end to the amount of debauchery we can get up to.

I angle my cock and push inside her wet heat before Jenny stops me with a hand to my chest. “Just the tip, remember, and you have to pull out.”

“Yeah, sure,” I say noncommittally.

“I mean it.”

The head of my cock disappears into her channel of love, and I nearly lose my mind. Her body is fucking perfect. She’s soft everywhere a woman should be and nice and tight everywhere else. I need to convince her to move in with me so I can keep her close. Not just to fuck her but to cuddle with her, talk to her, and get to know her on a level that you only reach by living in the same space.

Pressing down on my rod to keep myself from popping out, I move my hips back and forth just enough to get some friction. With my other hand, I rub small circles over her swollen nub.

“What would you do if I pushed inside and poured my cum inside you?” I taunt.

“You can’t. I track my periods, and I’m ovulating.”

“That makes me want to do it even more.” What the fuck am I saying? I know it’s a game, but I’m not so sure I’m pretending anymore. “Thinking about you growing round with my baby and your tits getting full of milk? Fuck, that’s enough to make me want to come.”

“Oh god.” Her delicious cream coats the tip of my cock, and I smirk. She’s into it too.

“Shh, Baby. Mom and Dad will hear.” I hand her a fuzzy pink pillow. “Scream into that if you have to.”

I want to sink my cock inside her so badly, but what if she’s really not on birth control? Instead of making me pull out, that thought has me pushing inside just a little further. Was she playing the role, or was she serious about being fertile right now? I don’t ask because it’ll kill the game, but if I did knock her up, she’d have to move in with me anyways because she has so many bottles of jizz in this place, there wouldn’t be room for baby bottles.

“I want to feel you come, Baby.” I double my efforts, increasing the pressure on her clit. “Can you do that for me?”

“Mmhmm,” she moans.

“Play with your tits. Pinch your nipples.”

She complies, and the sight is so erotic I have to look away so I don’t blow before she does. Her breaths become labored, and her hips undulate against mine.

“I need you inside. Just while I come. Please,” she begs.

This is a risky game, and I hope she doesn’t regret it. I don’t see a downside on my end, so I pull my knees from under her ass and, using her knees for purchase, thrust forward, burying myself to the hilt. Oh, shit. She feels so fucking good. I don’t know how I’ll be able to pull out, not when I now know what heaven feels like.

“Yes. Oh my god. Fuck me. Fuck me hard.”

“Yes, ma’am.” I piston my hips, slamming into her so hard, her tits shake, and the sound of skin on skin fills the room. Then I get an idea. It’s wrong and not at all moral, but it just might work. And I’m not above playing dirty to get what I want.

Right when I feel her orgasm cresting on the horizon, I slow down until I’m barely moving.

“What are you doing?”

“Move in with me.” I push in while still teasing her little button.

“I already live with you,” she says, reminding me of my pretend stepbrother status.

I tilt my pelvis and drive into her, hitting her G spot. She fists the sheets at her sides and moans loudly. I do it twice more before switching to shallow thrusts, once again stopping her orgasm in its tracks.

She grunts. “What the hell?”

“Move in with me.”

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