Me fucking a lady I met on Pornhub – condom broke lol

Title: A Night I Won’t Soon Forget – The Condom Caper

Feeling frisky and a tad lonely one evening, I decided to log on to Pornhub in search of some titillating action. Scrolling through endless videos, nothing really caught my eye until a certain vixen popped up. Perky blonde locks, ample curves, and a playful smirk made me click on her profile. Her username was “SexySamantha69” and she looked good enough to eat.

We exchanged a few flirty messages, quickly escalating to sexting and graphic snapshots. Samantha was a budding college student with a naughty side, always up for an adventure. Before I knew it, we were making plans to meet up for a late night hookup.

The anticipation was killing me. I picked up some condoms on my way to her place, wanting to be prepared for any naughty shenanigans we might get into. Samantha greeted me at the door looking sexy as hell in a low-cut top and tight jeans. We wasted no time, mouths locking as I backed her inside.

Clothes went flying. I hoisted Samantha up, her legs wrapping around my waist as I carried her to the bedroom. Her hands fumbled with my belt buckle while I attacked her neck with kisses. Soon we were naked and stumbling onto the bed in a tangle of limbs.

I took a moment to admire her luscious body. Full breasts with rosy nipples, a flat tummy above her pretty pink slit. Samantha had me harder than a steel pole. Gloving up in a condom, I spread her thighs and notched my big cock at her entrance.

“Fuck me, big boy,” Samantha purred, tugging me closer. “Give it to me good.”

I complied eagerly, pushing deep into her tight heat. Oh yeah, this was going to be fun. We moved together, establishing a natural rhythm as I thrust into her. Samantha moaned wantonly, meeting each plunge of my hips. The sounds of our coupling filled the room – slaps of skin, squelches of wetness, our increasingly loud grunts and gasps.

I set a relentless pace, driving in and out of Samantha’s sucking warmth. Sweat beaded on my chest as I pistoned into her, the pressure building in my core. Samantha clung to me, nails digging into my shoulders as I rode her closer to the edge.

“Harder!” she cried. “Fuck me harder!”

I complied, slamming into her with wild abandon. The bed frame banged against the wall from the force of my thrusts. Samantha’s tits bounced hypnotically, her head thrown back in ecstasy. I could feel her getting tighter, flutters of her walls around my plundering cock.

With a guttural moan, Samantha came undone, pussy clenching like a vice as she shuddered beneath me. Seeing her fall apart pushed me over the brink. I smashed into her one final time, cock jolting as thick ropes of cum pumped out into the condom.

We collapsed in a sweaty, panting heap, skin sticking together. I rolled to the side, slipping off the condom and tying it off. But my eyes widened in horror as I glanced down. A streak of white creamy liquid oozed from the tip of the rubber.

“Aw fuck…the condom broke,” I muttered, praying Samantha hadn’t noticed. Maybe if I played it cool, she wouldn’t realize…

“Umm, is that cum coming out of the condom?” Samantha asked, voice quivering slightly.

Busted. I closed my eyes, bracing for her reaction.

“Holy shit, you came inside me!” she shrieked, scrambling to sit up. “I can’t believe this! You fucking asshole, you didn’t even ask if I was on the pill!”

I held up my hands in apology. “I’m so sorry, I thought the condom would hold! I didn’t mean for this to happen.”

“Are you kidding me? You just risked getting me pregnant!” Samantha looked horrified. “I get that it was an accident, but you need to make this right.”

“Of course, anything you need,” I assured her. “I’ll pay for any tests, medicine, whatever you have to do. I feel terrible.”

“Damn right you do,” Samantha huffed, crossing her arms. “This is unforgivable.”

An awkward silence fell between us. I wasn’t sure if there was anything more to say. Steeling myself, I sat up.

“I think it’s best if I head out,” I said quietly. “Sorry again about…this mess.”

Samantha just nodded mutely. I gathered my clothes and dressed in silence, snatching up the ruptured condom and wrapping it in a tissue before putting it in my pocket.

As I drove home, my mind churned. How could I have been so careless? And to think, I almost made a bootleg porn with Samantha! Talk about taking a joke too far. I’d have to eat crow and text her, insisting I cover the costs of Plan B or whatever she needed.

Part of me braced for the drama that might follow – never hear from her again, sharp texts telling me off, Urbane I can’t shake the guilty feeling in my gut. No matter the outcome, I’d definitely be more careful in the future. “She’s never know what hit her” was one thing. Impregnating a stranger, quite another. I’d have to wise up fast.