30: The Fertile Intern

Once upon a time, there I was, seeing what kinds of things I could get away with posting on Whisper. Pictures of my kink toys would be immediately reported, as would anything that even remotely looked kinky, like a wooden sign saying “Free Spankings”.

But then I saw a local post “Are there any kink events here?” I laughed, as there’s more kink events where I live than anywhere else in the world. (Quite literally.) I responded, and we started chatting. She was an intern from a college in Italy, though she herself with Lithuanian. Apparently blonde and quite tall. We setup a meetup in a day at the local BDSM coffee shop that was famous for letting patrons sit on the floor and drink their lattes from dog bowls if they liked. Seemed a good meeting spot.

As I sat by the door, watching folks wander in, I could immediately tell it was here when a nearly six-foot tall stark blond girl walked in the door. She definitely had the look of Eastern Europe about her. She didn’t see me at first, as I was beside the door, but then she turned around and I waved at her. I think she liked what she saw. I know I did. A lot. Tall, thin, stark blonde, very much ‘my type’. One odd quirk is that she had really large irises on her eyes. (I would eventually learn these were a type of anime-inspired contact lens, designed to make her eyes look bigger. I hadn’t known such things existed.) At nearly six foot, she was almost my height, but I still had a few inches on her, which she very much appreciated. She was tired of dating men shorter than her.

We talked, and eventually of course we ended up hooking up. She only had a few weeks remaining in her internship, but for the remainder of it, we were having sex every other day or so. I’d bring her around to my apartment and just enjoy the view for a bit of this statue of a blonde in my bed, before absolutely fucking her senseless.

Important to the story, is that she wasn’t on birth control of any kind. At first, she’d just ask me to cum in her freely, as she said it was a ‘safe’ time for her. And it really riled me up to know that she was completely unprotected as I’d drain myself deep inside of her. Pushing extra hard to make sure to get it as deep as possible every time. I would imagine her womb painted white by my seed and shiver at the thought of it. Her beautiful body all limp and her too limp to even walk, as I watched a drop or two of my cum drip out of her. But most of it stayed deep inside her.

As it got less ‘safe’, I started to pull out and cum all over her flat tummy. (Which wouldn’t be flat for long if I didn’t.) But this was a big distraction from my usual enjoyment of going primal and just growling and biting until I unloaded in her tiny pussy. I hated having to make sure I never lost control and enjoyed myself ‘too much’.

Eventually though, I really didn’t want to any more, and so I just stopped pulling out. And I’d cum deep inside her no matter the risk. (But then I’d hand her a Plan B tablet afterwards, as I wasn’t actually trying to get her pregnant. This was something we did discuss a bit before hand, that she didn’t want to get pregnant, but loved the feel of me cumming in her.) To play up the perceived risk, I wouldn’t tell her in advance about the Plan B, and left her to wonder a little if I had it for her or not.

So for the dangerous part of two weeks, I would flood her womb with my seed, always knowing there was the chance I’d be sending her back to school in Italy with a bigger “souvenir” than she’d planned on. But luck was on our side, and she eventually went home, without any +1.