Alex and I had gone out for the evening and I had one too many glasses of wine. As I stumbled into my place he caught me before I fell. As soon as Alex had his hands on me I felt him begin to remove my clothes. I was as horny as he was and started in by unbuttoning his shirt. We were soon naked on my bed where the usual kissing and touching ensued. Knowing what was about to happen, I went to reach for the box of condoms I kept in my underwear drawer. (It's a little over an arm's length from my bed).
I was living with my Aunt and Uncle while attending graduate school at Cal Berkeley, but I was staying in the guesthouse, so I had a measure of privacy. Alex and I had started dating a couple of months before. However, he lived 75 miles away in Sacramento and we were only able to see each other on the weekends.
I heard Alex groan in displeasure when he realized what I was doing. My doctor had recently taken me off the pill for at least six-months due to some side effects I was having. Resorting to condoms for birth control was more of an adjustment than I thought it would be. I had been on the pill since I first started having sex and had never really used a condoms before.
I know unsafe sex is bad, especially since I like to fuck like a sailor on shore leave. For whatever reason the idea of getting an STD to didn't scare me enough to use condoms, but the idea of getting pregnant did. Alex and I had always had great sex, and so it was very frustrating how much difficulty we had using a condom.
When I had first gone off the pill and told him we had to use condoms he complained. He said using a condom feels like clapping with gloves on. That first night he lost his erection when he put a rubber on and I ended up giving him a blowjob to get him off. The next time we had sex we didn't use a condom and he pulled out before cumming all over my stomach. I wasn't too keen on the idea that we had sex like that, especially after investigating the success rate of pregnancy prevention using the pull-out method. The probability of prevention was a little too low for comfort.
The following encounter Alex tried to insert himself inside me and wouldn't stop until I got angry. I hated it. I hated disappointing my partner. I hated not being able to feel everything, and I hated losing the intimacy of having nothing between us. We actually found ourselves having intercourse much less often opting to please each other orally or manually.
I continued to reach for the condoms located somewhere in my underwear drawer even though Alex was protesting. I was in an awkward position and ended up with the lower half of my body on the bed while supporting most of my weight with a hand on the floor as I fumbled trying to find the box of condoms.
It was exquisite but not unexpected. Alex half lifted me so that he could get access to my sex with his mouth. I took this as his attempt to prevent me from getting at the condoms. If this was the case, then he succeeded as I immediately got that brief ache that comes when I'm getting turned on too fast for my body to keep up. I felt his warm, wet mouth on me and as I was trying desperately, but unsuccessfully, to find the damn condoms. He was making out with the lips between my legs making me dizzy with desire. It felt so amazing with most of my weight on his face, his tongue going in and out of me while I was stuck there - prone with my hands on the floor. I couldn't focus on anything else and just got into what Alex was doing to me. I started to writhe with the motions of his mouth and hoping that I wasn't crushing him. It didn't take long for me to cum like that.
After my delicious orgasm I wanted him badly. I disengaged myself from Alex and managed to stand up. I found the box containing the condoms, but discovered that it was empty. I didn't have the heart to tell Alex that he wouldn't have access to my super-wet cunt because we were out of condoms.
I didn't say anything as I set the empty box down and got back on the bed lying on my stomach. Alex immediately got on top of me grinding his erection against my wetness. I held my thighs tightly together preventing him from entering me. He was moving his hips up and down and I could feel the head of his cock slipping between my thighs against my still engorged clit. It was obvious by the way he moved that Alex was still trying to enter me. I didn't really mind. His cock rubbing up against me felt so good it made breathing difficult.
"I know you want it," I heard him whisper into my ear.
I didn't say anything.
"I know you want me to fuck you."
I grunted but otherwise stayed silent.
"It's been so long. I know you can't resist. I know how you are."
I was still holding my thighs tightly together, but he was getting to me. I wanted so bad to relax. I was still feeling the wine I had earlier, and wished I could just lay there and enjoy having Alex inside me.
"Tell me you don't want it."
"I can't," I breathed.
"Tell me you want me inside you."
I did want him inside me, but I didn't want to say it. It was like a game - an erotic dare to see if I would let him take me completely unprotected.
"Tell me that you need me to fuck you and cum inside you," Alex said his voice full of lust. "Just say it."
The heavy desire in his voice was got me really hot. I still didn't say anything. I couldn't give him explicit permission. Instead I parted my legs slightly and immediately felt the tip of his cock at my entrance. He forced his hips forward, his manhood pouncing on my sex like a predator going after its prey. He moaned deeply as he inserted himself deep within me. The feeling was wonderful as he filled my insides completely.
"Oh God!" I moaned. "Fuck me, fuck me harder."
I was in ecstasy as Alex went at me with reckless abandon. I grabbed onto the bed sheets hanging on for dear life as Alex continued his relentless pounding. He was going at me so hard, I though he would literally fuck my brains out. I was intoxicated with pure, animalistic lust. When Alex reached down and started to massage my clit I could hardly breathe. I was on the edge of orgasm wanting release. The room was spinning as Alex continued to hammer himself into my body.
"I'm gonna cum inside you," Alex growled.
At that moment I came, the pleasure paralyzing me. It took my breath away and I could feel my walls clamping tightly around his cock.
"Oh Yeah," I screamed while I was still climaxing. "Cum for me. Cum inside me."
Immediately I felt Alex's body twitching and heard him grunt loudly. We both screamed as he filled me with his seed. He held me tightly underneath as we let the waves of pleasure move through our bodies.
A few minutes later we lay in a sweaty heap. Alex was still inside me, softening, as he rested on my back. I could feel his cum leaking out of me as we laid there in post-sexual euphoria. We just stayed there like that until sleep overtook our exhausted bodies.
The next day I sat in the lobby of the health center waiting to take the morning-after pill. I felt stupid and embarrassed when I had told the doctor about what I had done the night before. However, I was still somewhat euphoric after having one of the most erotic experiences of my life. Thankfully this seemed to dull my feelings of stupidity and embarrassment. For me, the sense of wrongdoing had always seemed enhance sexual pleasure and the previous night's adventures reinforced this notion. I cringed at the fact that I had bareback sex with no birth control, but I couldn't deny the adrenaline rush I had from the idea. I could feel myself getting heated just thinking about it.
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