Impregnation Creampie: Black Cock Says No Condom Allowed

I have a wicked fetish for impregnation creampies.

Impregnation creampie fetishes always turn me on so much. Fuck, the thought of a creampie alone is enough for me! But for the longest time, I was on the pill. Even before birth control, I was a wicked slut. My boyfriend at the time loved giving me creampies, but he was a loser and was scared of actually knocking me up. So he was THRILLED when I went on the pill. And I can’t say I didn’t enjoy it too! Creampie after creampie, how fucking delicious. But I always wanted more… I wanted the real risk of getting impregnated.

Soon enough, that boyfriend went bye-bye. But I stayed on the pill for peace of mind. Still, I loved watching all the impregnation creampie porn I could get my hands on. The look and feel of that juicy creamy cum filling and dripping out of me was exquisite. And just a few months ago, I went off the pill. Let me tell you… it was a WILD change. I won’t get into all the science behind it, but it’s like my body woke back up! My nipples yearned for attention, and I swear I wanted to fuck everyone. I always had a dirty mind, but it was like my entire body was horny, not just my imagination.

I wanted to get creampied.

There were no ifs, and, or buts about it. I was craving it so badly that I texted one of my past friends with benefits, Jason. He texted back instantly, of course, already daydreaming of getting to see my nice round ass perched on his lap. But he was over the moon with excitement when I confessed the truth. That I had gone off the pill, and my impregnation creampie kink was turning me feral with how horny I was. All he could do was imagine it, picturing how badly I wanted it. I begged him over the phone, I couldn’t wait for him to walk through that door.

And when Jason arrived, I got everything I fucking desired. Tall, black, handsome, and very fit and lean. He’s a gym trainer, though I don’t usually go to his gym. He loves to get me to come along and spend an afternoon session with him sometimes. I’m sure you can imagine how he loves to grab at my hips and thighs and help me stretch before we start… But anyways, there he was, everything I desired in one package. And as soon as he walked up to me, he put his hand on my throat, giving me a smile. “No fucking condom.”

My impregnation creampie fetish went wild.

I was so fucking horny for him! I wanted every drop of his cum. And it turned me on so much to hear him say those words as he pulled me in. His hands manhandled me over to the bed and tossed me onto it. Then, he greedily pulled and tugged at my clothes, doing away with my little black skirt and pink top easily. My lace panties underneath didn’t stand a chance; they were off in seconds. And the bra, well he kept it on for a little bit just for the visual, but then he pulled those off too. That’s when he saw my pretty perky nipples, yearning for attention, and he kissed and sucked on them. My impregnation creampie fantasies were running wild as he brought his big black cock out.

I wanted every drop and every inch of his cock. And he certainly did not disappoint, making me beg for it. I was begging for all his cum. Honestly, I wanted it to fill me up and yet I also wanted it on me, dripping down my lips and tits. And he gave me everything I could ever ask for. He fulfilled all of my impregnation creampie daydreams. First, I felt him fill me up with every throbbing inch, pumping me full of so much cum that it dripped out. It felt so different now that I was off the pill. The adrenaline rush, feeling like I was his, I was completely wrapped up in him. And he didn’t stop there… That was just the first creampie of the night.

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