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This turned out longer than I wanted. Sorry.

First, she had thoroughly confused me about wanting / not wanting him to come inside her. So I asked her some more questions.

“Well, did you or didn’t you want him to come inside you, really?”

She wondered for a few seconds. “Oh, I desperately wanted him to come inside me.”

“Then why did you tell him he couldn’t”

“Because if I let him it would make me a slut.”

I look at her incredulously. “What, wait. You were a very young girl, engaged to be married, naked in a barn fucking your brains out with a married man and the thing that’ll make you a slut is letting him come inside you?”

“Yes.” I look at her face and see she is completely serious.

“I don’t understand”

“You don’t need to. But as far as I was concerned, if the only man who got permission to come inside me was you, then I wasn’t being a slut.”

“But he came in you anyway. Didn’t you feel like a slut then?”

“No, because I had told him not to, and I tried to get out from under him.”

“Did you really try?”

“Yeah”, I see a little smile forming on her lips. ” But somehow when I was squirming around, he kept getting deeper in me…”

“Did he know that you really wanted his cum in you?”

“Well I didn’t tell him. I kept telling him not to.”

“But did he know you were lying? ”

“He could probably tell. That didn’t matter! He did it without my permission, and it did bother me he’d not listened.”

“So, since you told him not to, even though you wanted him to, you weren’t responsible at all when he did?” I’m still a little confused.

“Right. I wasn’t a slut.” I can see she is getting frustrated and decide it’s best to drop it. I mostly figure out how she thinks after all these years, but her ability to rationalize things that make no sense still surprises me sometimes. I guess it’s one of the things I love about her.

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Ok, the next day. The conversations are paraphrased from what she told me.

She had been awake most of the night with his cum pooling in her panties and leaking through them as she laid next to me. She decided to teach him a lesson.

She also was a little worried since she couldn’t be sure the birth control pills would actually work and it was her first month on them. The doctor had told her she’d be ok after the first week, but she knew they could fail. My brother-in-law had never asked her about birth control. He didn’t know about the miscarriage.

She got up early and went to the kitchen where she found him making coffee. She told him they really needed to talk about yesterday. They both got coffee and went outside to the picnic table for a little privacy.

After they sat down she told him that she was sitting in a puddle of his cum. It was still leaking, and there was a lot of it still in her. She told him he had absolutely flooded her.

He told her, proudly, that she’d gotten his best and biggest load.

“Well, it shouldn’t be there at all. I told you not to.”

“But you wanted it. I could tell.”

“That doesn’t matter. I told you not to. What happens if you got me pregnant?”

She told me the look on his face was priceless.

“Umm, what do you mean? I thought you were on birth control.”

Since he knew she and I had been having sex for several months, he assumed she was on the pill. She lied and told him she wasn’t.

“You never asked. I told you not to come in me for a reason. You didn’t listen. What if I am??”

She saw he was getting nervous now. “So how are you keeping from getting pregnant with him?”

“We keep track of my fertile days and don’t do it on those.” We had actually tried that, but it failed, obviously.

Now he’s really looking worried. He asked her when she’s gonna be fertile this month.

“The window for making babies opened four days ago.” She lied, “I am at my peak right now. I am ovulating right now. You dumped your biggest load in me at the best possible time if you wanted a baby. With that amount of cum, I don’t see how I don’t get pregnant. You do know that your sperm can live in me for five more days, right? We need a plan ’cause you’re probably going to be a dad.”

She says all the blood drained out of his face. She was really getting into it and enjoying it. She had no intention of letting him off the hook yet. Plus, she never forgot that it wasn’t impossible for her to be pregnant, and the conversation could have serious consequences.

She asked him again what his plan was. His first choice was to tell her he’d pay for an abortion. Having just suffered the miscarriage, that was the worst feasible thing to say to her and made her angry and resolved to make this as painful as feasible for him. What had started out as a sort of playful trick for not listening to her, suddenly became serious for her.

She had planned to tell him the truth before we left for home, that she was on the pill, and while not impossible, there was not much chance he had knocked her up. Now she wanted to make him suffer.

She told me that up until that moment she hadn’t ruled out fucking him again sometime before our wedding. At that moment he was locked out of her pussy forever.

She told him in no uncertain terms that she was appalled and angry that he would even consider that. She made it clear to him that if there was a baby it would be born.

He told her that since she was fucking me there wouldn’t be a way for her to tell whose baby it was.

She told him we hadn’t had sex for a month so if she got pregnant, she would certainly know, and so would I.

He told her “Why aren’t you guys having sex. You better get busy tonight. That way he’ll never know. No one would know.”

That ended anything that remained of the crush she had had on him.

She told him it wasn’t any of his company why we weren’t doing it. We were just taking a break. Then she said that there was no way she would ever consider making me raise someone else’s child. She told him that if she was pregnant, she would leave me..

She told me she started crying at this point because she knew there was a tiny chance she would have to go through with that. She was hoping the pill worked, but worried they might not.

“Look, I need some assurances here. You’re going to have to at least pay child support, and your wife is going to know too.” She said to him.

He told her maybe he could divorce my sister and marry her.

“I don’t think I like you enough to marry you.”

“Yesterday you seemed to like me a lot”

“Things change,” she said. “My period isn’t due for about two weeks, so you’d better be thinking of how we will deal with this if I don’t get it.”

Since she and I were leaving in a couple hours to go home (we lived 150 miles away, both of us still lived with our parents) she gave him her parent’s phone number and told him to call her in two weeks. She also told him she wasn’t gonna let me fuck her until she was sure she wasn’t pregnant. She actually didn’t fuck me for a second full month. She really meant it that she wanted to be sure I didn’t have to raise a baby that wasn’t mine. She wanted to be sure the pill was working.

He called two weeks later. She told him her period hadn’t started. He told her he’d just found out my sister was pregnant. She told him he’d better have a good plan.

He called the next week. She told him she was definitely late now. She told him she was never late. By this time she was pretty sure she wasn’t pregnant since she had started her second month of the pill.

Another week, another lie. He was getting scared to death. He started calling her twice a week. Her parents asked her who was calling her. She told them he’s just a friend, but they think she has another boyfriend, She was also in the middle of making wedding preparations by this time and they began to wonder if the wedding is off.

She wanted to see how far she could take it. Six weeks after it started she told him she’s two months late and sure she is pregnant.

“Now you’ve got two pregnant women on your hands. What are you going to do?” He had no idea. He begs her to discover a way to keep his wife from finding out. She told him she’d try, but only if he could tell her how he planned on supporting her. She said she was gonna have to tell me soon. She tells him she has a doctor’s appointment in two weeks to figure out for sure and if she is pregnant. He will need to step up if she is.

He calls her the day of the appointment. She told him she wasn’t pregnant. She told him there was something messed up in her cycle and she is gonna get it straightened out. She told him that next time he wanted to give someone his biggest and best load he might want to ask if they’re on birth control first. and hangs up.

I never knew she was capable of doing something like that. I was sort of impressed and agreed with her that he probably deserved it. I’m glad I never pissed her off that much.

NSFW: yes

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