Author's Note:
This is the first chapter of a two chapter episode in my 'Pandora's Box' series. The main sexual themes of the series are breeding, impregnation, and pregnancy risk, which feature heavily as a core part of the narrative. A simplified synopsis of the series, along with a full list of episodes and the chronological order to read them in, can be found in my bio for those interested.
Originally I was going to publish this whole episode in one part, but (as is tradition) it got longer than intended, so I decided to split it into two. I'm also aware that I've kept my regular readers waiting a very long time for a new episode, which further influenced my decision to throw you all a bone and release the first half early.
Comments, discussion, and constructive feedback are encouraged as always, and I hope you all enjoy!
The Responsible Thing
Daniella Cruz awoke with a start, besieged within seconds by a drifting sense of foreboding for the second morning in a row. Sunday mornings were supposed to be peaceful -- under normal circumstances, it was the recovery period from two straight nights of clubbing and partying with her friends, warranting a slow start that was rarely more adventurous than a morning run.
But these weren't normal circumstances.
Dani sat up and stretched, relieving her muscles of their bed-ridden tightness. She swung her elegantly long legs over the side of the bed and grabbed a tepid glass of water that had now been sat on her nightstand for over 24 hours. It left a ring of condensation behind, next to which lay a small, battered cardboard box, and atop that an emergency contraception pill barely larger than a tic-tac. Dani pinched it between her thumb and forefinger and raised it halfway to her alluringly full lips, which parted almost seductively in anticipation of swallowing it down.
It was time. She had promised herself the previous night that she was going to take it. The idea was to do it straight away, to pop it into her mouth and be done with the whole ordeal. But Dani had already made a fatal mistake.
She had hesitated.
A languid breeze drifted through the open window. The curtains were disturbed, sliced by warm morning rays that cast a reassuring warmth across her fit and half-naked frame. It was yet another glorious day outside, the sun high in the sky and the humidity on the cusp of being unbearable, tempered only by the singing breeze of fresh sea air. An approaching tropical storm, common for this time of year, had been dragging its heels for days now, and each shining day grew hotter and hotter in anticipation of its overdue arrival.
Dani stared at the pill, clutched in a trembling palm as beads of perspiration lined her forehead. She had replayed the chain of events that had led to this moment over and over in her head a hundred times.
It had begun approximately 36 hours earlier -- Friday evening, and the celebration of her 21st birthday. A night of dancing and drinking, of good vibes and fun. She had hit it off with a cute guy -- Ryan -- and, after no small amount of flirting, they had both gone back to his place. The tenets of safe sex soon thrown out the window when she, in a moment of horny desperation, had removed the condom they were using despite not being on birth control. What happened next had, really, been entirely predictable.
Ryan had cum inside her, filling her unprotected pussy to the brim while she thrashed atop him in the throes of a blissful orgasm, unaware that she had just been graced with her first ever creampie until it was far too late. The situation had been perilous, but still salvageable -- with between four and five days to go until she was due to ovulate, Dani had gone straight to the pharmacy on Saturday morning and purchased a morning-after pill. The very same morning-after pill that she now balanced in her palm after a full day's neglect, in a display of abject carelessness that bordered on self-sabotage.
For rather than do the responsible thing and take her emergency contraception, Dani had instead passed most of the previous day masturbating furiously on her bed, over and over again, to the sight of her tiny pill and the thought of what might happen to her if she didn't take it. The memory of what had happened that fateful Friday night sparked a volcanic thrill inside her unlike any she had experienced ever before, igniting every time she pictured the moment she tore off the condom, or the way Ryan's cock had pulsed against the walls of her pussy upon the ejection of his potent load.
The whole situation was nerve-wracking to be sure. But the fact that she was so nervous only bolstered Dani's burgeoning state of arousal. This confused her horribly, and subsequently made her worry even more. And the more worried she got, the hornier and more excited she got.
Already, as Dani chased these thoughts through her head, her hand had locked itself into the junction of her thighs, pressurising her clit through her pink satin pajama shorts. She loosed a quavering gasp as the heat streaming from her pussy breached the fabric and washed across her knuckles. She willed herself to pass the pill between her lips, but her hand juddered and moved no closer. Dani tried to swallow down the lump that squeezed her throat, and a whimper of distress slipped free as she dropped the pill back on her nightstand.
All of it together -- the knowledge of what might happen if she didn't do the responsible thing; the way her traitorous body seemed to push back against her, prioritising its procreative duties; and the memory of the moment of insemination, when Ryan's sperm had blown their way into her tight, clenching pussy -- it was all simply too much for a girl to handle.
Dani's hormones seized their chance in a coup of salacious zeal, and she allowed her fingers to slip under her thin pajama shorts and probe the lips of her rapidly dampening pussy. Her sex radiated heat as she lay back, so much so that it was a miracle the dripping wetness draped across it hadn't evaporated entirely. The soft squish of her labia beneath her fingers was addictive, and Dani pushed harder as a spike of pleasure fired through her loins.
Within seconds she was rubbing the petals of her soaking flower, squirming on her bed and mewling softly as the sensations heightened across her tanned, athletic body. Her bulbous breasts, barely contained behind a pink satin lace triangle bralette, jiggled along their edges in tune with the quickened flicks against her clit, her nipples hard as cutting diamonds as they jutted through the flimsy garment. Dani grabbed a handful of one of her ample globes beneath her bralette, digging her fingers into the pliant flesh as the loudest moan yet echoed from her lips.
But it wasn't enough, and her strong thighs lifted and parted to allow access to her entrance, her juices running over like a waterfall as it begged for attention. Dani was only too happy to oblige, and she slid a finger in to greet the sopping softness of her pussy. Followed mere seconds later by another. Dani's mouth hung open in panted desire, her long eyelashes forced to flutter shut by the building euphoria that mounted deep against her core. She strummed her clit and plunged a third finger into her soaking hole, frenziedly stimulating her tight young pussy by every means she could possibly think of as uneasy thoughts once more began to rise in her mind.
