My future now - Sex Stories

My future now

... me. I screamed for like 30 seconds straight. I looked down and he wasn’t even inside of me. Maybe like an inch or 2. But he was taking my v. It was supposed to be saved for my husband. Not anymore though. That was it, I was ruined. Sinned. But the deeper he pushed himself in, the more painful it felt and shameful I felt. But then be began to pull out, only to go back in. He kept repeating things like “fuck you’re so tight bitch” and “take this black dick you little slut” and so on and so on. The pain did subside eventually but he didn’t stop. He too my bra off (don’t know why, nothing big to see there) and eventually I was fully naked in the bed. He kept going faster and deeper and just after awhile I decided to accept it. Whatever. But then he began to say stuff like “get ready bitch you better be ready” and I was confused. But then I felt it. His penis got even bigger and there it was. Warmth. Like warm syrup was inside of me. And it, well… it felt funny. Felt… good. Yes, he was cumming inside of me. I felt like I was getting fat and my tummy was filling up. He moaned and, I did a little too. Eventually he pulled out and I just laid there. Unable to move. I was so embarrassed and ashamed that it actually felt good. He eventually left and I eventually got to my feet. I couldn’t walk I hurt so much. I tried to grab my clothes, or what wasn’t torn and tried to leave. Well, someone else saw me when they were coming up the stairs. He looked at me and I just froze. Still ...

... practically naked. And I guess he liked that because he just pushed me back in the room. At this point I didn’t care anymore. He raped me too, only this time he came on my body. I did steal a coat from the room and eventually got outside and got a ride home. All night I couldn’t stop thinking about it. It’s all that was on my mind. “Did I actually like that? Did I actually want it?” And I ended up asking “do I want it again?”. And the answer was YESSSSS. I kept touching myself all week long. I was obsessed with it. It’s all that was on my mind. I’d see a black man and it’d make me pee myself. Like badly pee. My pussy would be a waterfall. I’d have to change pants and panties. Finally, I had enough. I had to have it again. My parents weren’t home because of work and I skipped school. Soon I found a guy and didn’t tell him my age. I brought him home and he took advantage of me. This time, I was screaming in pleasure. And the dirty talk. Oh my god, just made it even better. While he was fucking me he found it I was underage and it didn’t matter. It just made him talk even dirtier to me. I found myself wrapping my legs around him when he said he was going to cum. He came in me, A LOT. More than my first guy. And I was in love. Not with anyone in particular. But with dick. Specifically black dick. I would then search for it. Even beg sometimes. And well, since I wasn’t thinking, the unthinkable happened and I couldn’t hide that from anyone. Yepp, I was pregnant. And no One was happy about ...