Gympregnation - Sex Stories

Gympregnation

... minute now, putting me at severe risk of impregnation if the hunky trainer were to release his sperm into my vagina somehow. I made a mental note to have my IUD replaced once the test was over.

All the while his body would be busy dumping testosterone into his system, increasing semen production and sperm motility and ramping up his aggression, dominance, and sexual desire. In short, before long he'd be sporting a throbbing erection along with an overwhelming need to relieve that tension by filling the closest receptive pussy with his genetic information. I tried to ignore how close, willing, and receptive my own pussy was feeling at the moment, but continued to sit there nonetheless, enjoying the pleasant tingle slowly growing between my thighs for just a few more seconds. Meanwhile, my susceptible body continued to obey the enticing, procreative instructions I'd hidden in the stink of his body odor.

RUN AWAY

, I screamed silently at myself, but I couldn't seem to muster the willpower for some reason.

"Yeah, I thought I'd try the place out first. See if the view was worth it," I responded flirtatiously, giving him an obvious once-over followed by an impish little wink.

Uh-oh.

Not only did the overt flirting demonstrate just how strongly I was being affected, but it also advertised my sexual interest and invited him to respond in kind.

Sure enough, he asked "Well, do you like what you see?" and flexed his massive muscles, causing my pussy to practically ...

... gush and clench with need.

God

his pecs and abs were so yummy. I could barely stop myself from running my hands up and down the entire front of his body. And he smelled so

good

, so

masculine

. Would it really be so bad to let him slide his penis inside me, even just for a minute? I could surrender to my delightful infatuation with his sexy body for a bit, and let him indulge in his urge to thrust into my appealing little pussy a few times. Then all I had to do was ignore my body's instinct to let him cum inside me, overcome my growing submissiveness, and nicely ask my testosterone-addled Adonis to please pull out of my slick, silky vagina before he inevitably lost control and flooded my fertile reproductive tract with his eager little swimmers...

Sigh

. It seemed ridiculous that such life-altering consequences had to come from an act that was so natural and, well,

desirable

. It was all just so

tempting

all of a sudden.

My increasingly graphic daydreaming was making it clear that I'd made a grave error in assuming that I could resist my formula's effects, and I felt my skin growing warmer as my face and chest flushed with the strength of my physical excitement,

especially

now that he was clearly returning my interest. My nipples were almost painfully stiff against my scratchy sports bra, stimulating them further and driving my arousal even higher. The tingling in my crotch became insistent, and I had to squeeze my thighs together ...