A few months ago I was seeing this married guy that was really into rape play. We had a lot of fun acting out some of his darkest fantasies and one time he had me tied up on my stomach in a hotel room, my legs spread open and my arms tied above my head and he made me unlock my phone and opened up tinder. He started sending messages to everyone in my matches asking them if they were into rape play. A few of them messaged back and said they were into it so he messaged one of them and told him that he was the guy that just finished fucking me and that he still had me tied up and really high and that I was just asking to be taken advantage of.
The moment I felt his bare cock glide between the walls of my slippery sex, I knew there was no going back. Despite my pleas, I made no effort to move off of him, rather I ground down harder, squeezing tight around his thick shaft. If I was going to risk getting pregnant, I was damn sure going to enjoy it. Fuck, why did this have to feel so good? At least a dozen of my classmates sported baby bumps of their own.