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My new girlfriend I had been screwing for six months. But being in our young 20s we never had a permanent place to fuck. So it was either in a basement, or the woods, or most likely my Chevy. The best place to have sex was at the beach where there are plenty of empty parking lots. I'm a big muscular guy so it was always a squeeze in the back seat. Lisa always made me use condoms. I always hated them. Never felt the same. Never felt like God intended. One Saturday night after we partied too much, we landed at the South Beach Park lot. I like things a little rough and Lisa dutifully complained but went along with it. After shoving her head down on my cock for 20 minutes I let her up for air and told her, “Okay baby, it's time to fuck.” Knowing I hated rubbers, she always had them at the ready. As she reached into the front seat to pull out one of those dreaded suckers and made her an offer. “Baby, Christmas is coming I want to buy you that Gucci bag you been begging for.” Her eyes lit up and she gave me a big hug. I added, “On one condition.” She looked at me almost knowing what I was going to say. “What is that, Joey?” “Let me go inside you raw. Really make this special tonight.”
“But Joey, ya know I'm not on the pill and I can't get pregnant now.”
Lisa always a princess and very material made her decision lickety-split. I smiled. I had won. I pushed her on her back of the vinyl seat and eased my 8 inches into her warm slit. She pushed back my shoulders for one last protest.
“Remember, you promised pullout before you cum.” “Joey! Joey! Joey!” I leaned in close and into her ear I whispered, “Baby I lied. I'm going to come deep inside your pussy. And you can't stop me.” She gasped and stiffened. The walls of her pussy tightened around my throbber. “No Joey, please! You promised! Please baby, don't do this to me!” “I'm shooting my seed. And I'm going to knock you up good. Your father will look at you like a slut from now on.”
She started wailing on my face with her fists. I pinned her down. I held both her hands back with my left hand and squeezed her throat with my other. She dare not utter a word as I started piston fucking her. My balls tightened. My spunk was brewing in my balls. Lisa knew the inevitable. “Lisa, I'm going to cum inside you baby. Fill up your pussy. No condom. No protection. And make my son right now!” All she could do was nod. My cock got even stiffer, if that was possible, and I screamed, “Take it!”, as I shot hot Italian sperm over the inside walls of her pussy, drenching her cervix. I must've come for about 30 seconds. Wave after wave of baby blue. “Feel that Lisa? You feel my son inside you?” I released her hands and she clasps my ass cheeks pushed me in deeper and moaned and moaned. She came on my cock. Her pussy swallowing even more sperm. “Oh god, Joey I'm getting pregnant. I can feel it.” Lisa got a Gucci bag and I got my son Joey Jr. nine months later.
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