Ouch! - Sex Stories

Ouch!

... yet allowed in the time we have been together. *** I continue my stimulation of her mound, not in any form of rush in any way. In response to my caress, she lifts her leg slightly in an invitation to proceed further. My fingers part her labia and she inhale sharply as my finger touches the smooth area between her lips. I sense something wrong but continue searching her sex. She inhales sharply between her teeth and I sense the reason for her reaction. “Be careful, it is a bit sensitive.” Withdrawing my hand, she holds it there. “No, please continue. Just be careful.” Realising she is awake I start kissing her shoulders. Soft fluttering kisses on her exposed shoulders and neck. Tiny little hairs stand erect beneath my caresses. My finger proceed toward her core again and she turn around to lie on her back. Spreading my caress all over her body now, I kiss her deeply. “Morning Baby,” she smiles at me and I realise something is up when she looks dreamily out the window. “What?” I inquire, propping myself up on my elbow. “You know what? If I had to fall pregnant, last night would have been the night. When I sat on top of you and I came, something just felt funny.” “I know, I sensed it,” I smiled down at her. “But then, it would probably have left that little baby with all of ...

... his daddy’s anger,” and she smiled up at me. “We could always make sure it did get stuck in there,” I smile back, reaching down toward her pussy, lightly caressing her on the way down. She pulled me closer and directed her lips toward mine, opening her legs in welcoming my advance. I did not hold back, a man on a mission to lay bare the very pussy ready to receive a special gift. As my finger parted her labia and slipped inside, her back arched and she trapped my hand between her legs. “ Ooouch !” she groaned loudly! “ Awww ! Fuck, Auw, auw, auw ! Take out your hand!” “What now?” “It hurts like shit !” she groans. She gets out of bed and grabs a hand mirror of the dresser, groaning in pain as she moves. “ Ouch !” more hissing as if in pain as she returns to bed. She carefully inspects her pussy in the mirror her face telling the story. She turns toward me and looks at me sternly, “Sorry mister, not packing baby stuff in this pussy. Not today anyway.” With that, she got up, very gingerly and went to the bathroom. As I hear the trickle of fluid from behind the door, I also hear her wailing softly. “I guess I earned my snack now,” I hint as she appears from the bathroom. She looks at me in disgust, “I might have taken some damage down there but I can still walk, Wise-ass!”