Dryhumping as Birth Control

A friend and I found ourselves in the bar after a work event. We had gotten on well for quite some time, but the vibes this night were totally sexually-charged. Jen reached under the table, took my hand, and placed it on her jeaned thigh. I slid it up to the crotch of her pants and she pressed against me. “Let’s get a room,” she said matter-of-factly.

We went into the lobby of the attached hotel and booked a none-too-cheap room. As we rode the elevator to our floor, we passionately tongue-kissed and ground our crotches together. When we got into the room, we fell on the bed and continued necking.

“You have a rubber, I hope,” moaned Jen. Actually, I didn’t, and I hate the damn things, but I told her to leave the matter in my capable hands. I went back down to the bar, got some change, and went into the can where I knew there was a condom-dispensing machine. I put the coins in, selected a black, ribbed model, and found the frigging machine was empty! No problem, I thought, there’s a pharmacy just down the street. I walked over there and found the store had closed 10 minutes before and was locked. Dammit!

Dejectedly, I returned to the room and related my tale of woe to Jen, who was lying on the bed in bra and panties. “But look, don’t worry, I’ll go down on you and you can just jerk me off,” I said. “Sorry, but we don’t know each other well enough for you to eat my pussy,” she replied. “But come over here anyways!”

I took off my shirt, jeans, and shoes and socks and lay on top of Jen. We resumed necking and got our thighs between each others and pushed against each other. I got her bra off and was faced with a pair of small but firm titties with hard nipples no more than a dime in diameter. I sucked them into my mouth and licked them with my tongue as Jen continued pushing against me and began breathing very heavily. She rolled me on my back and mounted me, our underwear separating our genitalia. She rubbed her crotch back and forth over my throbbing cock. Her pace increased and her little titties were bobbing. Eyes closed, she came to a whimpering climax and fell beside me on the bed.

I had been thinking I’d go for a handjob, but changed my mind. I got on top of Jen and began slowly humping my underwear-clad cock against her. As I neared orgasm, I pulled my cock out the front opening of the underwear and pressed hard and fast on her, grinding against the plentiful hair under her panties. I came really good, pumping out a big load on her panties and belly, the cum deliciously drawn out. I got some tissues from the bathroom and wiped my wad from Jen’s belly. She went into the bathroom and washed her panties in the sink, then hung them to dry over the shower rod.

We went to sleep and in the morning Jen decided we were well-enough acquainted for me to eat her out. A nice, spurting handjob cumshot later while we sat side-by-side on the bed, we dressed and left the hotel.