Chapter 4 - Finale

After all was said and done, not a single inch of Alexis was free of semen. It was caked on and inside her. Even her neck was filled to the brim with it. Her mind had long since shut off, endlessly drooling into the carpet as she soaked in the pleasure that she had just gone through. When she had first had sex, she could scarcely feel her lower half. It was numb and painful.


Now her entire body was numb and in heaven. It was sagged against the bench, pulling against the cuffs that kept her there. Not even the cameraman was to be seen. The screen allowing her to see her own debauchery was static, even if that made next to no sense on a digital TV.


Once again taking the hose, John cleaned her insides and outsides out, drying her off and covering her with a jacket as he carried her in his arms. It was nearly four AM, and it was completely dead. Not a soul in sight, although John would have liked a little exhibitionism.


Finally inside the apartment, John tucked her body in before finding her head on the floor with a rather large pool of saliva underneath it. He gently picked her up and closed her eyes. She was sound asleep now, and probably would be for quite a while. Setting her head down, he did his best to get her drool out of the carpet with towels.


While he was quite tired, he did have the energy to rest the head on the night table before crawling into bed. He slipped under the covers with her, already stripped and ready to go. John was tired, but he had yet to have any action. He’d been a spectator the entire time, allowing his friends to have their fun without interruption.


His dick throbbed as it rubbed against her thighs. Her mind may have been asleep, but he could feel the body shudder, playing along. Running a hand along her soft thigh and her voluptuous breasts, his dick hardened against her ass. Acting as the big spoon, he pulled her into an embrace, easing his dick into her warm ass. It was tight in there, despite the dicks that had been in there not an hour before. While her limbs were limp, her insides certainly weren’t. Slowly going in and out felt wonderful as her ass tried unsuccessfully to lock him inside.


Locking his arms around her, he sat up with her still impaled on his dick. Experimentally, he pinched at one of her tits. Her snore stopped momentarily before resuming. She was a living doll, her flesh warm and inviting, and with all the reactions she had while awake. While John did enjoy seeing her reactions while awake, the ones she had while asleep were just as good. The way her body shuddered when he thrust hard into her ass, the soft moans from her dozing head on the table, and the manner in which her limp limbs gave him complete control over her body.


It wasn’t long before he was thrusting inside again, her ass squeezing him just as hard as it had when first entered. He made use of the rest of her body. Groping her tits, her hard nipples rolling around between his fingertips and threatening to lactate. Massaging her smooth stomach, feeling the head of his member through her belly. Her legs were so soft that one could mistake them for a pillow, and his hand ran over them gently, as if petting an animal. This was in sharp contrast to the pounding her ass was receiving, a brutal and savage thing.
The bed squeaked and rocked as John neared his finish, his fingers pumping into her front entrance as his dick pumped into her back. Her hips moved into his own, and it was certain that their neighbors could hear the sound of their flesh pounding against one another with how loud they were. It wasn’t long before John neared the finish, and Alexis’ body knew this, contracting and readying itself for orgasm.


It came all at once, with John pulling her body close as his dick was milked for all its worth through her orgasm. Her head shuddered slightly, drool pooling onto the nightstand as she slept.


Instead of immediately cleaning up, John basked in the afterglow for a moment. The night was old and he was satisfied. Alexis had endured enough for the day, and she would endure more the next. But for that place in time, they were both done.


They both slept peacefully, her body pressed against his chest as their breathing matched, slowed, and he descended into sleep.


THE END

Sorry that I've been deceased for a while, it is enjoyable to write things of this nature every once in a while. I actually had a decent amount of this chapter done, but only recently gathered the strength and time to finish it. Hope you enjoyed.