Mouchette – Risky Business #10

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Tiny Mouchette and I had hooked up a few times before, but her husband was always close by—watching or listening. So when she showed up at my hotel room after school all by herself, it felt different from the start.

She set up the camera herself, then went into the bathroom to change. About thirty minutes later she came out in a red bra and panties. She looked hot.

We started on the couch. That’s when she laid out the rules: she wasn’t on birth control right now, so I wasn’t allowed to finish inside her—or even get cum close to her pussy.

I said okay, no problem.

But once we were actually having sex, it turned into a bit of a hand match.

Every time I tried to go deep, she stopped me: a heel pushing my hip, a hand shoving my thigh, fingers gripping to keep me shallow. She really didn’t want me too deep.

We kept going like that—push, block, move, repeat—for a while. Then I leaned down and whispered that I wanted to get her pregnant.

Everything changed.

She got way wetter. The more I talked about filling her up and knocking her up, the more she wanted it. Her legs opened wide. Her nails scratched down my back. Her hips lifted to greet me.

The shy Mouchette was gone. She started saying, “Do it.” “I want you to.” “Put it in me.”

So I did.

I pushed in as deep as I could and came hard—left her full, dripping, and leaking when I finally pulled out.

The camera kept recording. But as soon as I turned it off, she freaked out a little, saying “oh shit” over and over. She swore she was going to get Plan B on the way home. I’m pretty sure she told her husband everything that night.

And then—the crazy part you won’t believe—happened the very next day.