This Blog is a Little Different From Normal

Sometimes kinks come out of nowhere. Admit it, once in a blue moon, you’ve been pleasuring yourself, and a thought crossed your mind. One that was so strong that it pushed you over that little edge and made you finish much quicker than you thought you would. Sometimes it’s an extension of what you were already thinking about. From being a willing sissy in front of your domme, the next second, you’re thinking of her parading you around in front of others, letting them see. Sometimes it comes out of absolutely nowhere. Peacefully thinking about one thing and letting your mind wander, and then something totally out of the blue comes in and changes the course of your orgasm completely. Mine was the concept of a Forced Creampie.

I know what you’re thinking of, probably porn. A larger man is roughly pounding a woman over and over, bodies sweaty. The sound of her wet pussy being stretched by his demanding cock. Just before he cums she tells him to pull out, but it’s too late. She’s already filled up to the brim by his load, and now it’s just dripping out of her. 

“You asshole! I’m going to get pregnant.” 

That kind of forced creampie. 

A bit of a twist

Though, on another day, that sounds perfectly hot. As a switch, I do occasionally enjoy being dominated myself; it’s not the one I was thinking about. 

No, what’s making me wet today is a different mental image entirely. Riding. I love to ride men, have them beneath me, pliable, willing, even begging as I take total control of their orgasm. 

This time I was thinking of tying a man’s hands above his head and doing exactly as described, riding him to my heart’s content. I was getting the both of us closer and closer. After working both of us up for so long, fucking like rabbits and constantly edging, I decided I was ready. My hips were circling against his until a sudden realization strikes me.

I forgot my birth control! 

But oh god, I can’t stop. I don’t want to stop. This man belongs to me. He submitted to me completely. I tell him the truth, but my hips don’t stop moving against his. Grinding his cock deep into my pussy. He realizes the situation, but his hands are tied, and his poor dick has been edged all day. There it is, a forced creampie. He fills me up just like I was hoping he would do, his cock pumping his cum deep inside of my tight cunt.

I want to claim you completely.

What a mental image, right? I’ve been thinking about it over and over again for a while now, unable to get it out of my head. Are you into forced creampies? Do you have a pregnancy kink? I would love to explore this a little more and elaborate about it in my next blog. Give me a call for some creampie phone sex and tell me about it. If you really love reading this, check out my last blog about Uniform Fetishes. It’s been an especially wild one this time, kinksters. I can’t wait to hear from you in the coming week.

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