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 I walked out into the hallway, hoping I hadn’t missed… Damn, I really needed to find out her name tonight. I wondered what she would have done if she went outside and I wasn’t there. Would she wait? I looked at the kitchen clock, the entire event with J hadn’t taken five minutes, depending on how many minutes the kitchen clock and the clock in her bedroom were off.  I walked outside, she wasn’t there, I hoped that was a good sign. I sat in the same chair I had been sitting in earlier and waited. Fortunately, I didn’t have to wait long, the door slid open, and J’s roommate came out. She was wearing the same outfit from earlier, thigh-high boots, a lacy white thong, and a baby-doll tee. I had to laugh. “Again, with the shirt?” I asked.“Yeah, why not?” she asked, stepping in front of me. “I like it when you fuck me while I’m wearing a shirt. It’s kinda become my get-fucked uniform. It’s old, so if you don’t like it, just rip it off of me while you’re fucking me. Here, I grabbed you a beer.”“Thanks, but how am I supposed to fuck you and drink a beer?” I asked.“I thought about it, and maybe we should talk a little first,” she said, setting a bottle of water and her cell phone on the table.She came over and sat on my lap like before. Her back was to me, and she grabbed my semi-hard dick. “Your cock is really wet. Is that all from me?” she asked.“Uh… not exactly,” I told her, before taking a sip of my beer.“What the fuck do you mean ‘not exactly’?” she asked.“I stopped to check on J,” I replied.“And?”“And she was awake and fucking herself with a vibrator. She asked if she could cum on my cock if she was quick. So, I let her,” I said.“Ugh…” she sighed, wiping her hands on her shirt over her tits. “I can’t believe I touched that slut’s cum. I guess it’s no big deal, you’ve had her juices on your cock when you’ve fucked me before, and you probably will again,” she said, sounding a little pissy.“You expecting a call?” I asked, reaching for her phone, trying to change the subject.“Huh?” she asked, then saw her phone in my hand and took it from me, placing it back on the table. “Oh, no. That’s for later.”“You said you wanted to talk. So, what’s your name?” I asked, then took a long sip of beer as I waited for her response.“Not yet. Let’s wait until tomorrow. I’ll tell you in the morning if I wake up with you next to me. I want one more night of you fucking me and cumming in me before I know your name,” she said, grabbing my cock again. “Ask me something else.”“Okay, well, I asked you earlier how many of the four guys you let cum in you the week you got knocked up. So, how many of them came inside you?” I asked.“I don’t think that’s any of your fuckin’ business,” she said, sounding like the bitch I knew she was.For some reason, her bitchy attitude aroused me. I felt my cock throb as she spoke. “God, I love it when you’re bitchy, but these are things I need to know. I am not going to judge you. I want to help you. Please, believe me,” I told her.“How can you help me?”“Trust me, please,” I said, trying to reassure her.“Okay, okay, what do I have to lose? They all did. They all came inside me,” she said.My cock swelled in her hands. I was slightly turned on by her slutty ways. I hoped she wouldn’t make the connection, not yet anyway. “now, was that so hard?” I asked.“No. It’s just embarrassing,” she said, letting go of my cock and covering her face with her hands. “I barely know you. Why do you care so much about my sex life?”I ignored the question and wondered if she still had any of J’s pussy juices on her hands. “How many men have you fucked?” I asked her, then took another drink of beer.“That’s none of your damn business either,” she replied, still hiding her face.“What is it with women and being embarrassed about how many cocks they’ve had shoved in their twats? If it bothers you that damn much stop fucking random men,” I said, Anadolu yakası escort setting my beer on the table.“It’s because of society’s standards,” she answered.I put my hand on her sides, gently rubbing around to her belly. She responded by wiggling her hips and grinding her ass onto me. She finally uncovered her face and grabbed my cock again, putting it against the crotch of her panties, which felt wonderful. Her panties were soaked, and I knew it was just as much because of me as it was because she knew my cock was covered in J’s cum. The hot, fatty folds of her labia felt incredible against my hard cock. It wasn’t long before I was throbbing in her hands. “Are you going to answer the question?” I asked.“What question?”“How many men have been inside your amazing pussy?” I asked her again.“I don’t know,” she replied quickly.“Think about it. I’m not going to judge you. Or is it just that many?” I asked.“Fuck you!” she hissed, “Two in high school, eight in college, and twelve since college, plus you. How many is that? Twenty-three, right?” she said.“That’s not very many,” I told her, then asked, “How many of those twenty-three came in you?”“All of them,” she said quietly and sounding more like a question than a statement.“All of them?” I asked, kind of shocked.“Yeah, so? I told you, I like the way it feels when men cum in me.”“How would you know that the first time?” I asked. “How old were you when you lost your virginity?”“I was in high school, and I didn’t know the first time. He was my high school boyfriend. My very first time his cock hurt, he broke my hymen, but he pulled out and blew his load in my bush.“A few days later, I let him fuck me again. I enjoyed it a lot more that time and he must have too, because he came a lot quicker, and he didn’t pull out, he buried his cock deep in me as he lost his load.“When he started cumming in me, that pushed me over the edge, and I had my first orgasm with someone else.“Why am I telling you this?” she asked, covering her face again.I grabbed her hands and pulled them away from her face. My palms were on the back of her hands. I moved our hands down to her belly. “How do you feel about me?” I asked her.“I don’t know. I hardly know you. You’re an amazing fuck. I just don’t want you to judge me.”“I know. Maybe this will help. I hardly know you either, but I know there’s something special about you, and I want to know you. I’m not asking these things because I want to judge you. I just want to know you better, and if you open up to me about this, the rest will fall into place. I just want to know you better,” I told her.“Yeah. I think I’d like that too,” she replied, leaning back on me.“Okay. Then there are a few more things that I want to know.”“Okay, like what?” she asked, as we continued to rub her belly. “And hurry up, rubbing my belly is making me really horny for some reason.”“Are you willing to do anal?” I asked her.“Oh, sure. I don’t mind taking it in the ass,” she replied quickly. “You can fuck me in the ass anytime you want. Do you want to fuck my ass tonight?”“We’ll see, maybe in the morning. How many guys have fucked your ass?” I asked.“The morning would be better. You can fuck me in the ass while we take a shower. I’ve only done anal with four or five guys before. Both of the one-nighters I mentioned earlier fucked my ass,” she said, slowly moving our hands into her panties.“Okay. That’s not bad. Did they all cum in your ass too?”“Yeah, of course. I can cum from being fucked in the ass too. It’s almost like I have a clit in my asshole,” she said giggling.My cock was jumping around between her legs, throbbing so much it was starting to hurt. “I love it when you talk dirty, your sexy voice only makes it hotter. So what about facials?”I asked, just as our hands touched her pussy lips.“What?”“Can I cum on your face?” Kurtköy escort bayan I asked.“Oh, is that what that’s called” Yeah, sure. I’ve never had a guy do that, but I wouldn’t mind if you did,” She replied. “As long as it isn’t all the time. I really do prefer it when you cum inside me. It doesn’t matter if it’s my pussy, ass, or mouth. I just want your semen in my body.”“You’re almost perfect. So, where do you stand on girls?” I asked,“What about them?” she asked, moving our hands back up to her belly.“Are you open to a threesome? And can I keep J as a fuckbuddy?” I asked.“I’d be open to a threesome if we found the right girl, not J. Although you said she had a small pussy, I might like to see that. So, if she’d be open to it, maybe I’d watch, but I don’t know if I’d join in with her. I’ve never been with a girl, but I wouldn’t mind trying it. I have some friends that I could ask if you want.“And why are you asking me if you can keep J as your fuckbuddy? What are you getting at?” she asked.“I want to be with you,” I said, putting my hands on her belly, “I want to be here for you and your baby.”“Why? Are you crazy? You don’t even know me,” she said, finally letting go of my hands.“No, I’m not crazy. I told you, I want to get to know you better, but so far, here’s what I do know. I love your pussy, and I love fucking you. I know when you’re a bitch, my dick gets hard. I know you want to be treated like a slut, and I know I like treating you like one. I also know that you’re a beautiful woman with an amazing personality. I know you deserve an amazing man by your side, especially now. I know I want to be that man, if you’ll let me, of course.” I said, gently rubbing her body and cupping her tits through her shirt.“Are you serious?” she asked.“Yes, very.”“So, what exactly are you proposing?” she asked. “because all of your questions were about sex.”“I’m proposing we give each other a chance, give us a chance. I ask about sex because, well, honestly, if we fuck each other like we need, I think the rest will fall into place. Plus, if you can tell me your sexual secrets, the rest should be easy,” I told her.“So, how do you see this working? How does J fit into this?” she asked.“Okay, well, if you’re okay with it, here’s what I was thinking. You know I’m fucking J too, and honestly, I’d like to keep fucking her, at least for now.“I could start staying here more with you, so we can see how we get along. You said you’re about four months along, so if J stays here for another six or seven months, that’ll get me through the period after the baby that I can’t fuck you. If we’re doing good at the end of all of that, we’ll move into my house. Me, you, and our baby. As a family,” I told her.“Our baby?”“You said that you don’t know who that daddy is. Are you interested in finding out?” I asked.“I don’t know. Not really.”“So why can’t it just be me?” I asked.“Are you serious? I don’t understand why you’d want to do this. What man wants to take care of the pregnant slut that doesn’t even know who knocked her up?” she asked.“I do. I don’t care about your previous mistakes. I really like you, and I think we’ll be good together,” I told her.“So, let me get this straight,” she said, taking my hands into hers and pulling them off her tits. “You want us to be in a relationship, like, boyfriend and girlfriend, you want to help with this pregnancy, and you want to be the father?”“Not just boyfriend and girlfriend, eventually husband and wife. Mother and father. The whole deal. I don’t even know your name, and I’m already falling in love with you,” I told her, chocking up a little at the end.“Can I think about it?” she asked.“Of course,” I replied.“Okay, good. Just so you know, I’m very intrigued. Can we fuck now?” she asked.“Yeah, can I finish my beer first?” I asked, reaching for my beer.She stood up Escort Maltepe in front of me and wiggled her hips as she slowly pulled her panties down, bending over as she did. Her pussy was a sloppy mess, my cock throbbed at the sight of it. My cum had leaked out of her and was smeared all over her outer labia and pink inner lips. I wanted to get on my knees behind her and bury my face in her snatch. Instead, I just stared as I drank my beer, trying to finish it. There would be plenty of time to eat her creamy twat later. She let her panties drop around her boots to her ankles, then sat back on my lap. I kept drinking my beer as she maneuvered my cock inside of her pussy. “Remember the last time you fucked me?” she asked.“Of course I do. Hell, I’ve been jerking off daily thinking about it,” I replied, before taking my last sip of beer.“Are you serious? What do you keep that slut around for if you have to jerk off?” she asked.“You know, sometimes my cock gets hard when she’s not around, too, right?” I asked, adjusting in the chair to try to get deeper in her.She helped by adjusting herself too. “Once you start staying with me, you won’t have to worry about jerking off anymore,” she said, picking her phone up from the table.“That’s a pretty bold statement. What if I watch some porn while you’re at work?” I asked, “What am I going to do when you’re not here?”“As soon as I let you know how I feel about all of this, I expect you to start living here. I work from home, so you can watch all of the porn you want, and I’ll never be too far away. If we’re together, as a couple, and you cum, I expect it to be in my body. Even if for some reason you would rather jerk off than fuck me, you better make sure I’m there so I can shove your dick in one of my holes when you cum,” she said, opening the camera app on her phone.“You expect me to live here, huh?” I asked, knowing she was going to give in, and hoping it was for the same reason I’d proposed the idea. Hopefully, she was falling in love too. “What if I’m fucking J? Can I cum in her?”“Cumming inside of J, and the rare occasions you have my permission to cum on my body or face are the only exceptions. And you better not knock up that dumb slut, understand?” she asked.“Yeah, I understand. You’re a cum slut, aren’t you?”She ignored the question. “You want to see what you look like in my pussy in this position?” she asked, clicking a picture of our crotches.Her phone flashed, and a second later she showed me the picture. My cock throbbed in her when I saw it. I loved the way her pussy looked with my cock stretching her open. “So, anyway, the other night. Can I tell you something I’ve never told anyone else?” she asked.“Haven’t you done that already?” I asked, holding her hand so I could still look at the picture.“yeah, a few times now. That’s why I feel comfortable enough with you to bring this up,” she replied, “So, you’re not going to judge me, right?”“No, I’ll never judge you,” I assured her.“Okay, well, the other night when you came into the bathroom, and I asked if you wanted to watch me pee, I was hoping you’d say yes,” she said.“Oh, yeah?” I asked, getting curious about where she was going with this.“Yeah, if you don’t mind, there’s something I want to try,” she said.“Okay, what?”“Would you care if I pissed with you inside me?” she asked.“Of course not,” I replied.“Seriously?” she asked excitedly. “My phone is waterproof, so I thought I’d record it too.”“You’re going to record it?”“Do you care?”“Not at all. I just don’t know many girls that would.”“Yeah, uh… I have something else to tell you,” she said.“Okay, what?” I asked, a little worried.“I’m into porn.”“Really? I couldn’t tell with your subscription to all of the adult channels,” I said sarcastically.“No, I, uh… I mean, I do porn. I have a website that I sell pics and vids on. If you don’t mind, I was going to offer this for sale. I feel like since it’s your dick inside me, I should at least ask how you feel about it. This ill be the first penetration shot on the site. Everything else is just me, no guys at all. And I never show my face, only my pussy, ass, and tits, or sometimes feet and legs or something, but never my face,” she said.

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