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This happened when I was 22. I was in a theatre group with a bunch of other young people like myself. We'd found a place to perform, passed out the hat to help defray costs. There were cute guys in the group. I liked a college student who in his final semester. He was to graduate the next month. I had dropped out the year before. The guy, Ray, came over to my apartment one Friday. My roommate off working her shift at the resturant. My job in a typing
pool kept me busy in the daytime.

I was helping Ray get fitted for his costume for our next production. It was a specialized one, something I couldn't pull together from the thrift store. I was the only one in the troupe who could sew. Ray came over, I put on some Foreigner while he got some wine coolers out of the fridge.

He had to step out of his pants so I could measure his weight and inseam for the tight pants his character was going to wear. Seeing him standing there in black briefs, a blue polo shirt stretched across those broad shoulders, left me gaping at the view. I had to kneel down down to place one end of the measuring tape under his balls, while pulling it down his inner leg. My hand pushed his balls up, my hand brushing his cock still in his briefs. Looking up and catching him watching me, I placed my hand on his soft cock, rubbing him hard.

We got hot and horny after that. Soon we were in my room, on my waterbed, him on top of me fucking me hard. My hands grabbing at his shoulders and at his ass as he was thrust his cock deep into my pussy. My legs were wrapped around his hips. I tickled his underarms so much that he had to hold my hands over my head as he fucked me. It was my first experience with bondage and sex. It excited me so much that I got hornier than I had ever been before. I kept trying to pull my hands away to tickle him, so he had to grip my wrists harder. It make me hotter. My legs tighten their hold on him, my body rocking in time with his. He poured his cum into my pussy as I screamed out loud. He collapsed on top of me, I loved the weight of him, him still embedded deep inside my pussy.

He never knew he got me pregnant that time. He dropped out of the theatre group because of the time he needed to finished his final senior project. He left the area after graduate to take a job out of state. Pregnant me, I married the next man who came along. I've been divorced since and what's been my biggest turn on? Getting pregnant 3 more times while being bound up.