A conversation
Two girls have a conversation about their sex life
"So Thomas wants to pop me."
"Oh my god. Are you going to let him?"
"I dunno. I've thought about it. I mean I was totally gonna get popped before the semester's over, but I'm not sure if I want him to do it. He can be such a jerk at times, and I just don't know if I want to give him the pleasure."
"You know good and well that if you let him he'll just find someone else to date and then pop a few months later. That's what he did to Carole. That's why he's dating you."
"I know! I just... he's popped like what... ten girls now? He can totally do it. He's packing enough downstairs. You know how hard it is to get a date with a guy like that."
"Yeah, but you also know what he's looking for. You, swelling up, stretching out, and begging for him to turn you into a pretty puddle of cum spreading out across the floor."
"Well aren't most guys? You heard about those parties..."
"The ones at Sigma Nu Phi? I went to one last month. This stallion followed me all night groping my ass and asking if he was gonna be my last fuck. I was thinking real hard about it. His dick had the biggest flare you've ever seen, but right as I was working up the courage to say yes, this fat dicked bear swooped in and made out with him. The next thing I know, I see that big horse out back with his head puffed up like a condom tip. He burst good, though, moaned and whinnied the whole time."
"See? That's what I mean. I totally wanna go out like that, with some big hunk plowing me until I pop. God. You hear everyone talking about how good it feels right before they go splat. Being filled with all that cum or drink mix or water or whatever."
"Well you know if you don't give Thomas an answer soon he may just go ahead and pop you the next time he's fucking you. That's what he did to Carole. I heard she was pissed, though."
"Yeah I heard that, too, but he warned her that he was backed up, but she still wanted it."
"And how long's it been with Thomas? Three weeks? I'm telling you... he may just decide to let loose and watch you burst. You gonna be okay with that?"
"You know I wouldn't be dating him if I wasn't. But if I'm gonna get a surprise pop, I'm just going to use the hole in the mall bathroom. It's like a one in ten shot that you'll get a guy with big enough balls to burst you, but when it happens, man do you go everywhere. I heard that the mall put in an automated sprinkler system just to make cleaning up the mess easier."
"That's how Stacy got popped."
"No! Stacy? Really? I would've thought she would have gone out in the Popalympics. She was training real hard to have a good stretch."
"Nope. Walked right into that stall and started fucking guys until she was getting washed down the drain. Said she was tired of training and just wanted to have some fun. I think she was mad at her coach."
"My brother was in the Popalympics. He got silver."
"What? What year?"
"'77. The only reason he didn't get gold is that some fox he was up against had a massive knot, so there was no leakage."
"What's your brother doing now?"
"He's working as a talent scout. So far he's found five candidates for the Popalympics, but none of 'em have competed yet."
"I might have to give him a call..."
"Well if you do, be prepared to get burst. If you're not a guy or you want to be a Poppee instead of a Popper, he gives you a good pumping, and if you can't take it or you start to get too tight, he just goes ahead and pops you."
"Wow. Sounds like a pretty awesome job. I bet he gets laid a lot."
"Yeah. He's said if he ever finds someone who ends up winning gold that he'll let them pop him."
"I'd pay good money to see that... so back to this Thomas thing... you gonna let him?"
"Maybe. Depends on how well he eats me out next week. If he does a good job, I'll let him do it right there. If not... well I may give him my brother's number."