Chapter 13 - The Swede in Need


       When I woke up some hours later I felt almost good as new, although my asshole was still sore, not yet entirely used to this kind of relationship with women. Looking up I could tell it must have been past noon, the high sun burned through the thin curtains from the only window in the room. It was nice to not have any plans today, no work, no classes, and I still had a few days room to study for my last exam of my first year.

       What an end it has been, I thought. I couldn’t help but smile a little bit. I never would have expected to be attached to a tall hot girl at this point, of course that’s far from the only thing about the situation I didn’t expect.

       Goddamn, she was hot, just thinking about her gave me a semi. I’d been in a few short relationships in the last few years but none had lasted more than 6 months. I don’t remember ever being this satisfied about a girl before, both sexually and emotionally. Holy shit! Was I falling in love?

       Than my heart sank a bit. I remembered how Danielle and I had parted ways this morning, with a threat. Thinking about it made me anxious, but surprisingly also a little turned on. The way she acted like she could get away with murder and then often proceeded to do so.

       Goddamn, what to do?

       I sighed as I moved, still feeling heavier than I’m used to. my nice little 4 pack of abs still invisible through the extra protein I had been privy to these last several hours. I picked up my phone to check the time. It was just after 1pm. I had deleted the video Danielle had sent me, but of course she still had the original, or perhaps there were even more copies.

       I found my shirt from yesterday to throw on, but still nude from the waist down I looked around for my pants only to remember that the blue latex pants Danielle had got me had been all but destroy during the heat of last night. I was up Fuck’s Creek without pants.

       I left the bedroom, peeking around the corner hoping that either no one was home. I hopes were not strong today, Sonya sat outside at the kitchen table eating cereal. A long, loose black dress covered her three legs. The material must have been as dark as her skin but did not shine like she did in the afternoon sun. Equal parts intimidating and beautiful. I couldn’t believe it but a part of me wanted to get under that table and suck her big dick right now, the thought of her cock filling out my mouth was getting my heart going. I shook the thought, trying to restrain my boner. What was wrong with me?

       I was about to clear my throat but I needn’t have, she spotted my head poking around the corner.

       “Hello,” she said rather non-challantly, “did you enjoy your breakfast?”

       “I was hoping I could talk to you,” I asked dodging her question, not sure I was ready to answer her honestly. Memory reminding me that conversations with Sonya so far had only one outcome, but she smiled if forcibly, I took the cue and grabbed a chair

       “And what is it dat you want?” she spoke the words coming so fast and with such a blurred creole accent that it sounded like all one word. My ears were just good enough to catch the jist of it though.

       “I’m… well,” I struggled to bring this up in a manor that wouldn’t damn Danielle, but it was too difficult, “I’m worried that Danielle might be be about to do something… uh, well… cruel.”

       “Not da kind o’ cruel you’ve been enduring so far I take it,” said Sonya with a slight smile, setting her spoon down and staring at me, the whites of her eyes contrasting magnificently with her dark, dark skin. It was almost difficult to look at her directly, even at lunchtime she still struck an imposing stance.

       “No… this is definitely different.”

       “Well? Spit it out.”

       “She said she would release the video of, uh… us, if I didn’t agree to stay with her over the summer,” I had a hard time finishing my sentence, I wanted to stop halfway through, but the damage was done. I don’t know what kind of compassion or reaction I expected from Sonya, a woman who, for lack of a better word came off as, well… rape-y.

       She crossed her arms and let out an audible chuckle
 
       “Ya know boy, dere’s a couple things I know about what may or may not be going on,” said Sonya, staring off to her right as though conjuring memories. “I tink Dany genuinely likes ya. I’ve seen her hang out wit a few guys and girls now, but you she definitely likes da most.”
 
       She paused, my eyes perhaps detecting a trace of jealousy.
 
       “I can’t say dat if she threatened to blackmail you if she’ll actually go troo wit it but… when Danielle wants something, she gets it. She is mad stubborn and even I wouldn’t crass her, and maybe dis is not da right way to look at it, but what does it really cost ya ta stay?”

       I pondered for a moment, on it’s own, staying with Danielle instead of heading home seemed to make sense, it’s what any other couple would most likely do, and really I wanted to, i just wished it hadn’t been forced.

       “Ya got no handcuffs around ya…” Sonya said after my pause, “although…” she thought to herself after a moment.

       I was a little surprised, it wasn’t bad advice, and I expected less from Sonya. Ugh… I still felt kinda shitty.

       “What would I say to my parents,” I said, mostly thinking out loud.

       “Just say dat you met a girl,” Sonya said, as though it was the most obvious thing in the world, “and you want to spend da summer wit her. Would dey not be trilled?”

       My mind hit the pause button. one part truth, one part white lie. I don’t like lying to my parents, they tried to beat it out of me my whole life, not literally of course. They were kind parents, maybe a bit too kind. Maybe they’d believe me. Maybe even more so if Danielle was there too. I grabbed my collar and yanked it metaphorically. So many ways that could go wrong.

       “Well I guess I better head home and tell them ‘the news’ so to speak,” I said “I don’t suppose I could bother you for a ride back to UBC?”

       “I know Danielle can later, but not now,” she said getting up from her empty bowl and heading for the door, purse in tow, “I have to get to the gym and den I’ve got a few errands to run, me and Danielle will be back in, like, tree or four hours. You are welcome ta stick around here until I get back. I’ve got uh, games… uh… movies…” she casually pointed at the TV where an old dusty looking PS2 sat as well as a small movie collection full of hollywood tripe.

       “Great…” I said, completely able to contain my non-existent excitement.    

       Sonya finished her bowl and left the table to put away breakfast, before heading off to her room. She retuned a moment later and threw some clothes at me.

       “Here, I don’t wantcha bare ass sittin’ everywhere.”
 
       I unfold them to stare at a pair of light blue boxer briefs, given the lack of room in the front, definitely women’s.

       “Just put dem on,” she commanded, eyeing my apprehensive look, “dey’re what i’ve got.”

       As Sonya grabbed her gym bag I slipped on the boxer’s, they were a little loose to be sure, i imagined they would be quite tight on Sonya’s hips. When she started heading for the door I couldn’t help but stare at her waist, watching the swish of her skirt with no sign of what I knew was underneath.

       “How do you manage to hide it?” I had to to asked.

       “Who says I’m hidin’ it?” she shot back as if I had just insulted her.

       I put my hands palm up in front of me, like she had a gun trained on me.

       Still glaring she lifted her skirt revealing her ‘gift’. She had it holstered to her left leg, hard or soft it looked like it was locked in.

       “I’ve learned a few tricks over da years” she said lowering her skirt back down, “you don’t carry something like this around ya whole life witout learning how to keep some secrets.”

       “Seems a shame to keep something like that a secret.”

       “Jason,” she started, surprising me by remembering my name, “I like you, you got a real fuckable ass. So i’m gonna say dis once, you tell anyone about dis,” she pointed to here crotch as she let her skirt fall, “And i won’t be nice about it.”

       I nodded quickly, no intent to squeal on my mind. The insinuated severity coupled with her polite choice of words was oddly disturbing, not to mention it was coming from a tall black woman who looked like she could break me in two.

       And with that she left.

       Goddamn what was with all the threats.  



       I felt like the whole conversation with Sonya had made me go from sad to happy to deflated. I was in a down mood. I was half debating calling my parents while I waited, but I really didn’t want the long distance charges and Skype was free. I went to inspect the remnants of my blue pants still on the shower floor. Sniffing the air it felt like the smell of sex still clung to the walls, but i didn’t mind so much, I wouldn’t be surprised if I was starting to get used to it at this point.

       As I suspected there was a hole in the backside of the pants, right in the middle of the butt. It didn’t look too big at first, but even the tiniest bit of stretching made the hole grow larger and larger. There was no way I could wear this outside i’d be stopped for indecent exposure as soon as the first cop spotted me. Also it’s not everyday that you see a man in blue latex pants walk down the street, ass-less or no.

       I had a look through the collection of movies Sonya had gestured towards, my hands coated in a fine layer of dust that adorned every flat surface of the shelf, I guess Sonya and her friends weren’t into games or movies much. What did they do besides work and sex, I wondered.

       One of the few movies on the shelf that wasn’t hollywood crap was Office Space, not bad, hadn’t seen it in years, and i needed a few hours to kill. I tossed it into the PS2, the ocean wave-like sounds of the old sony intro seeping nostalgia into my ears, and I let it play.

       Finally taking a moment to lay back and relax I felt like I was barely paying attention to the movie, only just barely chuckling at most of the jokes I had either missed the first time or forgotten entirely.

       My first year of university close to an end it felt like a busy last 8 months and even after classes i was studying religiously. This was my first moment in a long time where i had an excuse to ignore reality.

       My eyes glazed and time seemed to be irrelevant

       Some time later I was roused by my buzzing phone on the living room table. I shook my daze off and grabbed my phone to see a message from Danielle, the first since she had sent me her little video of myself.

       I’ll be at the apartment in 3 minutes.I’m super horny and I’ve got something BIG for you.I expect you to be presentable

       Presentable. It didn’t take a genius to know what she expected. My ass flinched and I licked my lips in unexpected anticipation. Man I was turning into quite a slut. I couldn’t seem to help myself, these feelings were overwhelming.

       I looked down at my belly, my body seemed to have finally absorbed and digested the copious loads from earlier today and yesterday and actually felt a little empty and, despite myself, hungry. My dick grew harder.

       I only had less than three minutes, I already knew Danielle too well to know that she would not be late for her own event.

       I trekked quickly to the bedroom, the air was stuffy and the smell potent. I was sure that there was a big bottle of lube in here last I remember and sure enough there was almost a litre of the stuff in the top drawer.

       I stood in front of the main door of the apartment and turned my back to it, in the back of my mind thinking:‘2 minute left…’

       I pulled down the briefs Sonya had let me borrow, put my knees on the floor and squeezed out a dollop of lube before rubbing it into my ass. My puckered hole, apparently used to the treatment made no resistance to my hand letting me work the lube into it.

       I moaned and grunted as I worked the lube in with four fingers until my ass was slick.

       Then I stuck my ass up and put my face down on the cold hardwood floor. Expecting any minute for the door to open and Danielle’s cock to sink into my ass, the thought excited me, my own dick agreed

       ‘less than a minute left…’

       I felt ridiculous, my ass up and presented to a closed door just waiting, it was embarrassing, but my heart was racing none the less. I just wanted Danielle to appreciate how far I’ve come. How eager I’d become for her cock. I imagined the devious look on her face when she opened the door and it made my dick hard.

       I worried that if I kept imagining what she would do when she saw me like this I would finish prematurely. My body was trying to pump more blood to my penis then I had room for. I don’t think there was any other word for it. I was cock drunk.

       I heard someone at the door, keys jangled, the handle turned. My heart stopped. I prepared at any moment for my ass to be stretched.

       “Whoa,” came a slightly accented laugh that was definitely not Danielle or Sonya, “she said you were a slut but I didn’t expect this.”

       I jolted upright a whizzed around to face the door, pulling my underwear up with me. A bulge formed in front where my dick tented the material. When I looked at the women in the doorway I was smacked in the face with the sight a blue-eyed blonde bombshell. Butt-length straight hair, tall stature, huge boobs accentuated by her tight white tank top, wide hips discernible even through her baggy pink track pants.I stammered, trying to form words but only sounds coming out of my mouth.

       “Uhh… w-w-w…?” I stammered, stunned by her beauty, it was like she radiated holy light. She looked exactly like the type of girl I wish I could have landed in high school, she certainly had the cheerleader look going on.

       “Sorry if iI startled you,” she said sweetly, all smiles, “but i wasn’t exactly expecting this kind of greeting.”It looked to me like she was having a hard time suppressing a smile, if not laughing outright. At least she wasn’t mad but the way she was looking at me still made me nervous.

       “I…I was expecting someone else, not, uh…you, do you live here?”

       “Oh, did Danielle play a little trick on you? or was it Sonya who put her up to it?” she said, I detected a faint Scandinavian accent, but she’s probably spoken english most of her life though.

       I looked at my phone, which was sitting on the arm of the couch nearby. The messages were still there. I had an image in my head of Danielle and Sonya sitting at some cafe laughing their asses off imagining what was going on here.

       “Danielle did tell you about me, didn’t she?”

       I shook my head, my heart fluttering a bit every time I looked at her. She looked quite disheartened at my response.

       “Oh, bummer!” tossing her bag inside and closing the door while letting out a huge audible sigh, “Well this is a little awkward.”

       “You don’t say,” I said, my mouth still refusing to close as I kept my eyes on her.

       “Well anyway I’m Mikaela,” she said, her smile returning as she stuck out her hand, I was about to shake it when i remembered that i still had a fair amount of lube on it.

       “Uh, I’m Jason.” I stammered retracting my hand, “sorry, hands are a little dirty.

       “So you are Jason, I figured you had to be, I can see why she likes you.”

       She strode over to the couch and sat down haphazardly, like someone who’s had a long day at work.

       “Damnit, why did she have to make this difficult?”

       “What’s going on? What did she do?” I asked tepidly, hoping it had nothing to do with me, or that video she still had a grip on.

       “More like didn’t do,” she said looking at me with an anxious look, “she promised she would introduce you to me, but it looks like she isn’t even here.”

       “Well, I’m happy to make your acquaintance,” I said, barely able to take my eyes off her rack.

       “Hey, i’m sorry that… well, the reason i’m here is because… I’m… kinda cursed,” the words were coming slowly, difficult to say.

       I raised my eyebrows, she certainly had my attention, like a curse curse?

       “I have an… unusually large penis,” she huffed.

       Okay, I thought trying to keep my face non-reactionary.

       “I know that you’re probably thinking; whoa that’s great I’d love to have a huge dick,” she mimicked, “but I can’t fit it in anything. No one will have sex with me and there’s not a fleshlight in the world big enough.”

       “Are you sure?” I said truly curious now, I looked at her crotch, unable to help myself. There was definitely a bulge there, even though her track pants left a lot to the imagination, but for someone claiming to have a dick that was too big I expected a little more.

       “I’ve even tried asking some pornstars if they can take it, everyone has either giving up trying or ran away,” I could definitely hear the frustration in her voice.

       Then I started to put two and two together.

       “Whoa, wait,” I injected, “Are you saying that you think that I could.”

       “Danielle seems to think so,” she said, “she thinks you might be able to give it a try.”

       “Look I’m not exactly in the mood to be doing favours for Danielle right now,” I said sitting down on the other end of the couch and folding my arms.

       “Would you do it for me?” she asked pleadingly, “I’ll be gentle and slow, I promise.”

       I glanced at her crotch again, unable to control myself, still not seeing much evidence of this unfuckable dick.

       “Can’t you just masturbate?”
 
       “It’s never worked, it feels good and I get hard, but’s it’s not enough to cum, I think i just need something more tube like. believe me i’ve tried everything.”

       “How big are we talking?”

       “Well, I know it’s well over a foot.”

       That’s definitely big, but not unusable I thought.

       “But the problem is more the girth, I’m just really wide, no ones ever been able to fit the whole tip.”

       I looked at her apprehensively.

       “You’re really selling this whole anal destruction idea to me you know.”

       “Sorry, I just don’t want to lie to you, Danielle says you’ve got the most elastic ass she’s ever fucked.”

       Yep, i was definitely blushing.

       “Can I think about it?” I sighed sitting down on the other side of the couch, an arms length between us.

       “Of course?”

       She stared at me with a smile, it was making my heart dance, I had to advert my eyes, it was impossible to think straight while looking at her.

       “So what were you watching,” she changed the subject, picking up the remote and hitting play. Office Space had been paused in the background the whole time, there must be only like 10 minutes left.

       “Oh, Office Space, I haven’t seen this in years.”

       She laid back and watched the tv, figured I might as well do the same, help take my mind off, well… everything.
       We sat there in silence, just watching the movie until the credits started rolling.

       “You know…” she spoke, breaking the long silence, “Maybe it would help to get a little more comfortable.”

       She reached her hand across the couch, placing it on my inner thigh.
       Whoa.

       “Come on, I can see the way you look at me,” she assured, her eyes staring into mine. My heart was pounding. I couldn’t look away.

       “Why don’t you sit with me and just relax,” she continued, spreading her legs and patting the spot on between them, while continuing to rub my thigh.

       I looked at the spot she had motioned to for a got while before realizing that, yes, i will sit closer to this totally hot blonde. Once I was in front of her she grabbed me by the hips guiding me to sit in the spot in front of her.
 
       After that her hands were all over me. She wrapped her left hand around my waist, implying that I was going nowhere while she ran her fingers through my short brown hair with her other hand. My shoulders rested on her boob-filled tank top.

       “You know,” she whispered into my ear, “you do have a really cute ass. Super hot.”

       Goddamn, this hot as fuck girl was telling me that I was hot. I could almost feel my willpower slipping away, this did not bode well. Her hand on my inner was moving closer, then down, she rubbed my dick through the boxer-briefs.

       Oh fuck. Boner achieved.

       She moved it softly over my bulge, squeezing gently, letting my hard-on rise.

       “You know, if you did this for me I would owe you big time,” she spoke softly, “maybe we could even make a trade,” her hand now moved down, past my taint, finding my asshole and rubbing it through my boxers and reminding me that it was still quite lubricated from when I had been expecting Danielle to ride me earlier.

       “Anal…” she pressed two of her fingers into my ass hard pushing a considerable amount of both them and the fabric into my hole, “…for anal?”

       Oh fuck! I almost came right then and there. I tilted my head back and looked up into her eyes while she slowly and deliberately massaged my ass.
 
       “You mean…?” i started, as she smiled, “with you?”
 
       She didn’t answer, instead she just leaned in and kissed me hard on the lips. She held my head, refusing to break apart for a good 5 seconds. I felt hyper aware of the large bulge between her legs that had been pressing against the back of my ass this whole time.

       “Okay,” I uttered when she released me from the kiss, “I’ll do it.”
 
       “Wow! Really!?!” she exclaimed, a great smile breaking out from cheek to cheek, she hugged me intensely and closely with both arms, my head nearly drowned in bosomy goodness.

       It was then that i first noticed an unusual amount of heat against my back and realized with apprehension dawning on me that this whole time the bulge I was sitting next to was not her cock stuffed in her underwear, that was just her balls. They were huge! Turning around though revealed that it was nothing compared to the mammoth pillar that rose between me and Mikaela, barely hidden under her white tank top.

       “You see,” she said with complete sincerity, witnessing the awed look on my face, “There is no one else who can take it.”
 
       It was so big. Just looking at it made my conscious thoughts melt away. Looking at her bulge I couldn’t lie that a big part of me wanted it, but I felt like there wasn’t a hole for miles that could fit that, let alone the one that was only a few feet away.
 
       Mikaela could barely contain her excitement. A moment ago she had been so despondent, and now I had restored her hope. I prayed that this wasn’t a decision to regret.
 
       “Oh thank you so much for letting me try,” she said lifting off her tank top revealing her monster cock in all it’s glory. Longer than Sonya’s and thicker than Danielle’s, it stood straight up from her crotch, defying gravity. It twitched and swelled slightly, awaiting the pleasure it was assured.
 
       “And I promise to repay you in kind,” she continued.
 
       She reached into her bag and pulled out a freshly bought bottle of lube and handed it to me.
 
       “Here, please do the honours.”
 
       I squeezed out a big glob of the stuff and as I started working it all along her massive shaft I figured that if I were to survive the day I was going to need the whole bottle. The cold lubricant quickly warmed up from the shear heat of her member.
 
       I watched the expression on her face as I handled her cock. Her beautiful face lit up with pleasure and knowing that I was behind it all made me feel exceptional. I was determined now.
 
       Once i had a good half inch thick layer of lube slathered over her huge cock, plus a little more in my own ass we both agreed there was enough. She stood up and pulled me up with her before ushering me next to a side table and bent me over it with a single hand. I couldn’t tell if it was the strength of her arm, my willingness to capitulate or our abundant eagerness and excitement, either way I was belly flat on the table before I even knew what was happening.
 
       With a glance forward, swallowing my continuing hesitation I saw a large mirror on the other end. In it I had a full view of my own face, pale with anxiety, behind me stood Mikaela, her tall, buxom figure attracting my gaze immediately. I watched her as she admired my ass, groping it and kneading it with her hands while her monster cock towered in front of her just barely large enough to touch the bottom of her ample tits.

       She started trying to lower her cock down, aiming it at my awaiting ass but she was having a rather difficult time, it seemed her cock just wanted to stay upright.
 
       “No… I’m too hard, it won’t aim down,” she said her smile fading, but only for a second, “hold on, we’ll have to try it like this.”

       Without much warning she grabbed me under my arms and lifted me up. My goodness she certainly was strong, but I didn’t have time to dwell on that for long as I saw in the mirror that my ass was hanging above the tip of her fully erect cock. I only had a second to swallow hard before she dropped me down on it.

       At first I just sat there as if on a stool, my body held up by her cock and stabilized by her hands on my sides. Then slowly my ass expanded to accommodate her cockhead as I slid down an inch at a time. I was reminded of the night before when both Sonya and Danielle had had there fun at the same time, such was Mikaela’s thickness, but this was a whole new league. I could see that I still had most of her head left to go and already understood why no one so far had been able to take it. My ass felt like it was beyond capacity, and yet, half an inch at a time I slowly sank down.
 
       “Oh my god!” came Mikaela’s voice from behind me, “I can’t believe it. You’re doing it! Oh. It feels so good! Amazing! Are you doing alright?”

       “Huuhhh…” I believe was the only sound I made in response.
 
       “You’re so tight!” she proclaimed, but I was pretty sure what she was feeling had more to do with her anatomy than mine, “I’ve never felt anything this good before… Fuck!”
 
       As I sank down, screwed hard by gravity, my ass invaded by her meaty goodness, I fell into bliss. My eyes rolled to the back of my head and my own cock stood at full mast. There was hardly a cell in my brain that was thinking of anything other then how amazing it felt as her incredible thickness rubbed and stretched my insides like nothing before. Every new inch of sodomy she inflicted was a whole new world.
 
       Mikaela didn’t even need to push me down or thrust her hips, I sank slowly and steadily under my own weight. Every time I dropped a few inches both of us would grunt and moan almost in unison. I caught our faces in the mirror, our expressions of total ecstasy were mutually shared

       “Oh Jason, mmm… your ass is amazing!” She cried out over her own panting as I slowly reached halfway on her cock. She put a hand on my belly and massaged the bulge that was climbing up my stomach from it’s girthy intruder.

       “Thank you… so much,” she breathed as she kissed my cheek from behind, I could tell her breathing was getting heavier, “I’ve waited so long for this.”
 
       I was incapable of responding in any way, my body and mind were limp.

       I was probably only an inch or two from falling balls deep when my own body began thanking me too. Without any control and with her fat cock sliding against my prostate this whole time I painted the mirror and table in front of me white as Mikaela got the last inch of her cock into my ass. I could feel her giant testicles on either sides of my thighs, big enough to keep my dangling legs spread. At last I could start to feel them churn.
 
       “Nngh!” she grunted, “What’s this…? It feels… hahh… it feels like… somethings… ha… coming!” 
 
       With those strange string of words barely audible through my own euphoria it suddenly dawned on me that Mikaela might not have ever had an orgasm in her life, and that means…
 
       …Oh shit.
 
       Mikaela got real quiet, her breathing coming in long draws. She started bucking against my ass while holding me down with one hand her other hand massaging the bulge in my stomach, trying to fit in more inches that she no longer had. I could almost feel her swollen balls begin their dirty work, my ass cheeks just barely touching the tops of them.
 
       “NGH!” Miakela grunted, very unlady like.
 
       I felt the first volley inside me, forceful and voluminous. It continued slowly, a second and third, just as large. By the time we got to the fifth pump I was feeling bloated and full, my stomach started to stretch out to accommodate Mikaela’s massive reserves.

       It was blissful agony for me, painfuly good, I wanted this feeling to last forever. Her already massive cock pulsated with each jet, growing and contracting in time with her orgasm. It coaxed another anal orgasm from me, so soon after the first, it just dribbled out of my cock and rolled down my shaft and balls before landing on her own balls still contracting, releasing their much awaited load.
 
       Eventually I lost all track of time, it was just my limited senses and Mikaela’s non-stop orgasm.
 
       My belly had now stretched beyond what I could have imagined. I was so full of her huge load, fuller than Danielle or Sonya had ever made me feel. Than I started to feel it in my stomach, as though I had had too much to eat. The feeling kept rising. Up my body. Up my throat. I was getting dizzy, everything was becoming so sureal, then there was the all too familiar feeling like I was going to throw up. But before I could even think to find a toilet it all boiled over.

       “Uuuauaaagh!” I gagged and heaved as a huge amount of pearly white semen came pouring out of my mouth. It flew onto the table in front of me and slid down my chin and chest, it almost slithered down my body far enough to reach Mikaela’s balls, the place where it originally came from.

       “Oh!… I’m sorry… but I can’t stop cumming,” Mikaela said into my ear, “It feels so good! Feels too good! I didn’t know there would be so much.”
 
       Obviously I couldn’t respond, all I could do was take it and hope it would end, but not too soon.

       Finally, after one last thrust of her pelvis, the onslaught subsided and one more burp of cum came out my mouth and nose. I had to force myself to swallow the last dregs of semen in my mouth, at last getting a chance to appreciate the taste.
 
       My arms and legs hung limp, my eyes lidded like I was stoned out of my mind. I dangled. Completely impaled on her cock.

        I the cum stained mirror I could barely see through the splatter that we had caused. My belly was so full that it looked like I was nine months pregnant with twins and Mikaela’s balls seemed to have regressed to a more natural size. My cock still convulsing and spewing it’s meagre load unto the floor.

        I could still feel Mikaela’s cock pulse and twitch inside of me, as if still trying to unload but there was clearly nothing left. 

        I looked at Mikaela in the mirror, her face bore and expression of complete nirvana, seeing this my cock twitched again dropping another load onto the floor with a splat.

       And then I passed out.
