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Free use knock up

Free use knock up

Feb 10, 2025
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Warning: Dubious consent themes. Do not read if offended by hardcore erotica.

I watched the news breathless with excitement. There had been rumours all day that the government were about to pass the free use laws. The president appeared on the screen.

“Fellow Americans, I announce that the free use laws are now in place across the whole country. With our birth rates declining we have no option but to ensure that all women are sexually available to all men at all times. All abortions will be declared illegal as well. We must do everything we can to up our birth rates, so now all American males must do their duty and go out and plant their seed in the bellies of as much women as possible. Remember no woman has the right to say no. God bless the United States of America.”

This was fucking great! Now I could fuck all the women in my life that I’d been lusting after! First would be my neighbour.

Sandra was a sexy blonde bitch who was around thirty. I occasionally bumped into her in the hallway. We had me the occasional bit of conversation and she had told me that she was married, though she and her husband Derek were putting off having a family for just now. Thankfully she had never noticed I always ended up with a throbbing erection when I talked to her, and she didn’t know she often formed the focal point of my masturbation fantasies. But with these new laws, she was about to find out exactly how I felt.

I stood inside my door looking through the spy hole, waiting for her to walk by. Eventually she did, and I noticed she was tiptoeing, almost as if she didn’t want to be heard for some reason. I opened the door.

“Woah Sandra, how’s it going? Amazing that I open the door just at the exact moment you walk by. Funny how that happens.”

She nodded and smiled politely.

“I…I have to get inside.”

“What’s the hurry? It’s almost as if you heard about the free use laws or something.”

She looked at me warily.

“You heard?”

“Yup. That means I no longer have to settle for just thinking about fucking you. Now I can actually fuck you, and it’s all in the name of doing my duty for the country. Time to get some cum in your cunt and a baby in your belly Sandra.”

“Wait…my husband…we don’t want to start a family yet!”

“I don’t give a fuck about your husband. It would be a real shame if he came out and saw me fucking you wouldn’t it? Get your clothes off and lie on your back with your legs spread, time to get that married pussy creamed.”

She reluctantly began to unbutton her shirt. She had so hoped to get home without any man using the free use laws to claim her, but I had gotten hold of her, and now I was going to exploit those laws to the fullest.

I whipped out my aching boner which had been straining painfully at my pants and soaking my underwear with precum. The sight of it pushed a cry of fear out of Sandra’s mouth.

My cock was indeed scarily huge, I was no doubt packing much more meat than her husband, and probably had more juice in my balls as well.

I watched her take her clothes off, the sight and sound of the garments that had been adorning her body hitting the ground extremely satisfying. And then she was as naked as the day she was born.

There was the body I had fantasized about so often, round, succulent breasts with lovely pink peaks, a flat stomach, and between her thighs a pubic triangle that pointed down to those sexy pink pussy lips.

I told her to lay on her back right in the middle of the hallway. No doubt many in the other apartments were watching through their spyholes, but as far as I was concerned, they could look. It was a free use world now, I could fuck any woman, any time, any place.

“These free use laws must have really pissed you off huh Sandra? Now any man can use your body as he sees fit, but as far as I’m concerned, it’s a crime keeping a body like this to just your husband, this is a body that should be shared!”

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