She laughed a little, but I felt a sinking feeling. Yup, she was in control alright. I thought if it was worth it to put my cock in her as she gyrated in exchange for her lifetime control over me. Yup, it was. I did as she asked.
“OK, so we’re at about flaccid right now. Cool, OK now me…”
She took her T-shirt off and her pajama pants. As her shirt went over her head, I saw a black lace bra and panties. The bra barely contained her chest. Her legs were fresh shaven and silky smooth. I remembered that I never had my chance to run my hands across them during our first session.
She laid back into the sauna bench, “Don’t be romantic or weird, just be dirty and truthful. Where do your eyes go?”
I licked my lips and thought, “The little patch of tiny blond hairs between your chest and your tummy. Then to, uhm, between your legs.”
She smiled, “OK cool, do I look better when I do this pose?”
Rising up, she put her hands down and thrust her ass out towards me.
“No,” I replied, honestly. She turned around and leaned against the bench. “Now?” she asked.
I shook my head, “The way you were. You being you. That’s when you look your best. You don’t have to fake any of it. Like I said, you’re not one of those types of girls.”
She went back to laying naturally against the bench. Her tummy was bunched up the littlest bit, while she had one leg flexed with her knee in the air, the other leg resting over the bench as her foot dangled.
“Where did your eyes go just then?”
I sighed. I didn’t know if being truthful would make me sound nuts, but she wanted to hear it.
“To your tummy.”
I felt I had to justify myself. What I said next felt like it was coming out of someone else’s mouth.
“I have a fantasy, not all guys do, but I do, that when I see a girl with flat abs that it’s my job to put a baby in her. And uhm, I had that with your mom years ago. Making her belly ‘big’ was my big, I dunno, goal. Then it’s back to your crotch. I want to step in between your legs and run my cock over your pussy.”
I was about half erect. She noticed and kind of sighed at my words.
“You came in me last week. I’m not on the pill.”
I gulped. I didn’t know if it was audible.
“I liked the way it felt,” she said, “I liked knowing that my dad could have put his baby in me. It’s sick and it’s fucked up.”
I felt a slow dread run through me, “Did you take the morning after pill?”
She smiled, “Maybe I did, maybe I didn’t. Maybe I found the porn folder on your computer.”
Oh, wow. It was about a hundred videos of young blonde girls getting ‘accidental creampies.’
“Maybe I liked the way the risk felt. Do you like the way this feels? Not knowing if I’m pregnant?”
I don’t know where she learned to talk dirty, but she apparently inherited my fetish for unprotected sex.
Up came the honesty, “Yes.”
She put her pinky in her mouth and smiled, “I bet you want to put your cum in me again. What would you do if I let you move from that spot?”
My dick was openly hard and she was staring at it. “I’d move in between your legs.”
“Hmmm…good to know. This is so fun, you’re like my big-dicked Ken doll.”
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