Motherfucker: Part 3 - Sex Stories

Motherfucker: Part 3

... she was worried that I might get her pregnant.

So when I felt myself getting ready to orgasm, I pulled my dick out of Jenny's nice, warm, wet vagina, and began ejaculating the sperm out onto her lower abdomen.

Jenny suddenly flipped out, asking me, "What the fuck are you doing, Carl? I told you that I wanted you to cum inside me. Why did you pull out, like that?"

"Because I like you too much, and I didn't want to risk getting you pregnant. That's why."

"You don't have to worry about that. I'm on The Pill. And I have been, ever since I was 16 years old."

"So what was all that freaking out you were doing in the ladies' room yesterday, about me possibly getting you pregnant, and stuff."

"I only said that to turn you on more. You can't believe everything a girl says to you."

"Then, how am I supposed to believe you now, when you say you're on The Pill?"

"If you don't believe me, just go pick up my purse off the floor, and look inside it. You'll see a small white circular plastic box with all the tiny pills in it. Open it up, and you'll see that there's one pill matched up for each day of the month. Do you really think I'm stupid enough to let you fuck me without using any birth control?"

"I'm sorry," I told Jenny, as I slowly eased my still-leaky, sperm-tipped dick back up inside of her vagina.

"Gotcha!" Jenny said to me. "The truth is I intentionally 'forgot' to take my birth control pill this morning, and I've decided not to take it again until ...

... tomorrow morning. So I guess I'm just being stupid right now. But it's much more fun and exciting that way, don't you think?"

"Boy, I can see why you and my mother get along so well. You're both devious as hell!"

"Hey, I'm right here watching you, you know?" Mom called out from her easy chair.

Then Fran said, "So am I."

"Believe me. I'm painfully aware of that," I told both of the older women.

As I felt my dick softening, I began to pull it out of Jenny's vagina, and she said to me, "Hey, where are you going, mister? You still owe me a wad of sperm in my pussy. And I'm not leaving until you ejaculate inside me, instead of all over my stomach. That's just gross!

"Now, go get a damp wash cloth and clean up all this sticky sperm, and then I'll suck your dick and get it hard again, so that you can fuck me the right way."

As I got up from the bed, and headed for Mom's private bathroom to go and get a warm, damp washcloth and bring it back to clean up the sperm mess that I had left on Jenny's lower abdomen, I thought about how much I admired Jenny's spunk, and her independent nature.

However, just like with my mother, Jenny's unpredictability both impressed me and scared me at the same time, since I never knew what Jenny was going to say--or do--next.

"My bad. I was just teasing you, Carl," Jenny admitted to me, as if to prove my point, while I was carefully wiping up all the little streamers of sperm off her lower abdomen, and her hairy pubic area just above ...