Kondom Yang Bagus Novels & Stories

There was a huge assortment of condoms on display, and with no one around to throw me dirty looks, I was able to browse instead of just grabbing the first box I laid eyes on. Who knew there was so much to choose from when it came to protection? There was fruit-scented one and others that were ribbed and studded that claimed to be 'for her pleasure', some claiming to be so thin that you will think you're not even wearing one at all, glow in the dark and even ones with snake skin patterns printed on them. I felt like I stood there forever, mulling over the decision, picking up one box then putting it back in favour of another, but in the end I decided to go with the ribbed pack, hoping it live

I whisper, unable to find the strength to talk. "Really?" he asks, hoping I'm not just saying it. "You'll definitely be invited back." I almost laugh as his smile spreads across his face. He starts to ease out of me and I pull him back in. "Not yet," I sigh, pulling him down on top of me. "Girls like to savor the feeling for a while," I explain. "With a condom, you don't want to wait too long but we don't like it if you pull out too quickly."

Without words, her body said she would be delighted to have him visit all night. The first push was divine. Thanks to his oral effort her natural lubricant was abundant and coated the entire length of her pleasure passage. The condom was a huge improvement, it seemed almost alive as it gathered and held her juices, hastening and smoothing his movements, just as she said. It was also thin enough that it hardly felt like it was there; it was nothing like wearing his usual brand. Unbelievably the experience felt much better on the second stroke. The movement in and out was totally slick, like a fuck in a dream. He could feel the texture of her passage, it was amazing.

As mentioned, he really enjoyed teasing his wife. "There, see? What did I say? My gift couldn't possibly be useless. Besides, Ghea, you don't need to worry about getting pregnant; those condoms are expensive. So, the quality is unquestionable. Leak-proof club. And even when you put it in, you won't feel the rubber at all. Feels just like real skin." Ghea's face turned red. Why didn't any of his cousins have sensible conversations? Didn't they know that Ghea was still very innocent and untarnished?

He sucked on my clit, driving me completely over the edge until I was a shuddering, thrashing mess. Cole looked utterly pleased with himself as I slowly came down from the high, only to repeat the process again until I was begging him to enter me. I needed to feel him. I needed him to join me in bliss. “Fuck, I don't have condoms here,” he groaned in obvious frustration. “Don't worry, I have an IUD,” I replied, tugging on his boxers. “What's a bomb going to help this situation?” Cole asked, eyebrow raised as I freed his manhood from the tight confines of the boxers.

I felt his hands search for the common but shook my head and he raised a brow "You know what can happen if we don't use one right?" He asked and I nodded "Yes, but you you also know that it won't do shit. Once we mate the likelihood of the condom breaking is high due to our desire to mate" I replied and he nodded and grabbed the lube and tossing the condoms aside. He poured lube onto his awaiting member as he poured more lube onto my clenching hole.

"Don't condoms protect you from, like, STDs and getting pregnant?" Chelsea had nodded her head in agreement while keeping her voice firm, her gaze serious and steady. "Protection from STDs is the only good thing condoms do, sweetie. STDs are terrible, and ruin lives, but really, you should not be having sex with people you do not trust -- especially if you don't know they are clean. So, really, you should not need a condom to protect you from STDs because you will NOT be having sex with people who have them." "Ummm, right, Mom. Only people I trust."

I'll ask your mother to receive it. Milo texted, 'Luna, be a good girl. I love you, but condoms are a thing that you shouldn't use too often. You are still growing, so be good and focus on eating while growing up. That would be a better option instead." Linux texted, 'Dear Luna, I'm going to develop a condom with a built in thermoregulation system. It will alert you when it comes in contact with a virus and you can use it repeatedly. Be a good girl and wait for it.'

His breathy voice came through the speakers. "Babe, you look so beautiful today. The thought of you marrying a loser like Emory makes me sick. A broke nobody like him isn't worthy of you." His voice carried through the speakers across the entire ballroom. "Just thinking about him taking my sloppy seconds and treating them like a prize cracks me up. Don't use a condom. Hopefully, you'll get pregnant with my baby today. Let him march into the wedding looking like a complete cuckold—now that's what I call a real wedding gift."

Jon and Bitsy would love me regardless. I thought back to the night before and unpacking the bag Jon prepared for me. I had to smile. He'd included a paper bag I'd given him a year ago. I'd picked it up at the local family planning clinic. It had several condoms, lube, and assorted literature on safe sex. Reed had laughed. "I carry my own; you better give these back to Jon, but tell him the condoms get old and need to be replaced if they're not used within a year." At the color pinkening my cheeks, Reed changed his statement. "Don't worry about it, I'll tell him."