Chapter 19 - Opening Up

       As promised, Danielle returned to the door of the locker room about two hours later. The key jingling in her hand as she moved to unlocked the door that had been firmly shut for the past couple hours without interruption. She swung the door open and big smile curled across her face as she took in the sight before her.

       Me and Sonya were spooning on the very wet and very sticky floor of the locker room, and I should only take one guess to figure out which one of us was the little spoon. My hands were still firmly cuffed around the base of the bench that was rooted in the middle of the room, just as they had been for the last two hours so that Sonya could have her way with me. Not that I was resisting her, nor even could I, after all I only just learned that she was a professional martial artist.

       Her big heavy ballsack was resting against my own, a feeling I was now familiar with as she had performed a magic trick making her monstrous phallus disappear up my ass to the very hilt, and like the handcuffs that’s how it had been for the majority of the last few hours.

       Even as the sweat beaded across her ebony skin from toe to forehead and more, even as she breath heavily, panting in slow deep gasps, even still, she continued making slow thrust, inching her cock in and out of me. Our balls stayed touching throughout the process. Her’s more than twice the size of mine and still packing a wallop.

       My immensely swollen belly told the tale of multiple loads from Sonya’s huge cock had found a suitable home in the last few hours. I had been put through my paces as Sonya’s thoroughly used post fight cumdumpster. Fighting must really put the essence of lust in Sonya because I’d never experienced anyone, man or woman, fuck that intensely and almost without pause for so long.

       Sonya panted audibly from behind me, her heavy breath casting wind past my ears. No one could deny that she was in great physical shape but two hours of constant fucking had taken their toll even on her.

       After enjoying the visuals immensely, Danielle announced her presence, slamming the door behind her. Both me and Sonya spun our heads around to see Danielle wearing a very broad grin.

       “Hey Dany,” Sonya said, no testosterone or stress left in her voice.

       “I don’t know about you two, but I think this deserves a picture,” Danielle said pulling out her phone.

       I had a difficult time vocalizing my protest, almost as if Sonya’s cock was lodged so far up my ass that it was stuck in my throat, so I just waved my hand in front of me trying to block my face out.

       “Don’t worry,” she reassured, seeming to point the camera so the focus was on my stuffed ass and belly, “I’ll keep your heads out of the frame, besides, this right here is the moneyshot.”

       I heard the camera click twice, unable to think straight through my cum-soaked brain I just hoped that she wasn’t lying. I hoped I could trust her.

       “Ready to go champ?” Danielle asked, “I even brought some leftovers in case you were still hungry.”

       Two hours ago I was starving, now the thought of food did nothing but evoke a big groan that seemed to come directly from my full belly.

       “Oh, Danielle,” Sonya sighed, her Caribbean accent was becoming almost like a trigger for me, “give us a few more minutes, I think I’m almost finished.”

       “Sure, I’ll just watch.”

       Sonya started picking up her pace just a little bit, even though she was clearly tired. She thrust into my ass with all her might, willing every last inch of her into my colon. Pushing her huge black dick up against my thoroughly cum lined canal. Even with my ass completely full of jizz I could still feel her twitching shaft and her bulbous pulsating head probing my ass deep as she could, the base of her cock glued to my anus. Sonya making soft subtle thrust now as every inch of her was inside me and she refused to take anything out.

       “Oh, I’m so deep inside ya, boy!” she cried out into my ear, “You love it, you love feeling all ma cock inside ya.”

       Once again words were coming out of my mouth as if someone else was speaking them, but they were unmistakably mine.

       “Yes, my ebony goddess, fill me up with your cum! I need more! I need more!”

       “See, ya just a cumdumpster cocksleeve, unsatisfied witout a big huge cock to fill ya out!”

       I could feel her inside me, all the way, as deep as she’s ever been. Her balls, practically wedged between my thighs, was growing and shrinking as they worked their magic. Sonya barely moved, she just grunted and grunted, again and again, like she’d done so many times behind me today.

       Before I could even feel Sonya cum, my mind went blank, there was nothing to me except my ass and her cock inside it. Even Danielle, who was watching intently, seemed to disappear from my vision. My ass contracted hard as I slowly added to the pool of clear sticky liquid that lay across the floor in front of my increasingly growing belly.

       “Oh god! Fuck! Still cumming… so much!” Sonya cried out.

       I felt a familiar sensation creep up from my stomach, a sensation that I had experienced with Mikaela. I closed my mouth, wanting to keep it all in instinctually.

       My cheeks bulged out instantly and jets of pearly liquid shot out of my nose in a nearly endless stream as I came again. My whole body contracting, my cock twitching and shooting forth another full load, splashing right up against my very swollen belly.

       “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!” Sonya sighed, a very long, very satisfied sigh.

       Her climax came to a steady end and my nose stopped spewing jizz. I came back to reality with my mouth full of cum, sloshing around, bouncing from bulging cheek to bulging cheek. With great effort I swallowed it down, the massive mouthful expanding my esophagus as it traveled down.

       Slowly, and with great relief to me, Sonya began pulling out, removing a significant volume of cock from my colon.

       “Hand me da plug on da counter, ya,” Sonya asked Danielle, leaving just the tip of her long cock in my ass, “Oderwise it’s gon be a mess.”

       “I suppose I should start carrying one around with me wherever I go now, huh?” Danielle said striding over to the only counter in the locker room and tossed the plug that had just been sitting there over to Sonya. She pulled the rest of her dick out and swiftly shoved the buttplug in before an even bigger mess was made. Having had Sonya’s cock all the way up my ass for the last two hours straight I hardly noticed it go in at all, but since I didn’t hear a torrent of jizz come flowing out of my butt so I assumed it was snug in place.

       Danielle came over and finally unlock the cuffs binding me in this position for too long, I was free at last, but all I wanted to do was stay in the fetal position, cradling my belly.

       “Ya wanna wash me off,” Sonya asked candidly presenting her cum soaked cock to my face.

       “Not this time,” I staggered, trying to get off my knees and on my feet, the very air needed to form words difficult to conjure from my lungs, “I just don’t think… I can handle… any more.”

       “Your loss,” Sonya said grabbing a towel and wiping her cock dry, “Here den,” she added tossing it to me, “ya could use it as well.”

       True enough, the whole left side of my body that had touched the floor was sticky and wet, as well as the underside of my incredibly swollen belly where it was matted with my own cum.

       Sonya collapsed onto her chair near the counter and leaned way back, her flaccid black cock dangling off the front of it, still leaking a drip here and there.

       “Boy, I have got ta have ya around for ma next fight,” Sonya said, her head slumped back looking at the ceiling, “You is a grade fucking A cocksleeve, and I always fight better when ma balls are drained.”

       I wasn’t sure how to respond, I couldn’t argue that I hadn’t had fun and my erection practically felt permanent. I just stared at the tall, busty and muscular ebony goddess before me, a small part of me thrilled that I had a hand in making her happy this night. 

       Sonya looked how I felt, utterly spent. My body was wobbly and graceless under my newfound weight. Even just moving around was an unexpected trouble, Danielle ended up holding part of my weight as she guided me out of the locker room. Though I tried to walk straight I was making it hard work for her to keep us in a straight line.

       “See ya Sonya,” Danielle said as we left the room, “We’ll be in touch.”

       “Ya yaaa…” Sonya sighed, like myself, currently ignorant of reality.



       “You know, I can honestly say I’ve never seen Sonya spent like that,” Danielle said as we wound our way through the mostly deserted backstages, the last fight having finished sometime ago, my arm draped around her as I struggled to stay upright, each wobble and sway made the immeasurable amount of cum inside me slosh and gurgle, “You completely drained the cum out of her! So how was it!”

       Danielle clearly wanted to hear the juicy details of how exactly I got my ass full of jizz tonight, the excitement was evident in her tone. But for me, I was barely holding together. I had never felt so thoroughly fucked and used. I felt like I had just had the biggest orgasm of my life as the serotonin and prolactin was flooding my system.

       “Well, right now… the only thing I need is sleep,” I said slowly, struggling to keep the cum in on both ends and holding my bloated belly, the contents moving and shifting the every step. Even with my t-shirt on, which had been pretty loose, it was stretched taught and I looked like a pregnant man.

       “I suppose you’re out of commission for the night then?”

       “Yeah… definitely,” I responded.

       “Shame we couldn’t continue the night, I figured at the least I could give you some dessert.”

       “Hmm…” I mumbled, not really capable of paying attention.

       “But you made Sonya happy, and that makes me happy. So at the very least I can offer you a ride home. After all I’m nothing if not a gentlemen.”

       I just nodded meekly.

       “Are you even in there?” Danielle asked, knocking on my head lightly.

       “Ummm…” I muttered as we navigated ourselves out of the arena, out the main doors and into the open air of the parking lot. The fresh air hit me in the pace like icy wind, after two hours in a stuffy sweaty locker room smelling of sex the air cleansed my sinuses like a fresh mint.

       “Maybe we’ll have to agree no more two hour long ass invasions from Sonya,” she said, as she started hefting my semi-conscious form towards her car, reminding me that Danielle was way stronger than she looked “It’s no fun if she knocks you out. After all, watching you two go at it there was quite a treat. Oh well guess I’ll have to stick my dick in someone else tonight.”

       “Knock yourself out…” I muttered, as Danielle let me down near her unmistakeable red convertible.

       “I wonder if Ana is around tonight?”

       “You mean that employee of yours,” I asked, my surroundings finally, but slowly, returning to me. I yanked open the side door and slumped into the passenger seat.

       “Yeah, the girl whose dick you sucked on your way out of the store,” Danielle said almost cheerfully, “and I’m not really her boss, we’re more like co-owners, in fact she does most of the work running the place, what with my nine-to-five and all.”

       “You knew about that?”

       “Don’t worry if you think I going to go jealous bitch on you, frankly I thought it was pretty hot that the first thing you did after our first fuck was suck a strangers dick.”

       Danielle wasted no time throwing the car out of park and driving around the nearly empty lot like she was trying out for The Fast and The Furious before blazing a trail out of the car park. I almost wasn’t surprised anymore by now this sort of behaviour from her when she was behind the wheel.

       Meanwhile, I took the opportunity to rest my head against the seat and resting my eyes, still struggling to keep my ‘dinner’ from spewing all over the road.



       “I hope you don’t feel like I’m not treating you well,” Danielle asked after a long silence, rousing me from rest, “You know, throwing you to the wolves like that every once in a while, I just assumed since you seem to get off on it that it’s not a problem.”

       I rubbed my eyes and gathered my surroundings, the tall skyscrapers of downtown were behind us and I could tell we were racing down 4th Avenue back to my dormitory.

       “You don’t think I’m abusing you do you?” Danielle continued, I could sense genuine concern in her voice, a tone I had yet to experience, I wanted to say yes. But, instead, I said something else.

       “I’m still just coming to grips with the fact that… I like it,” I said, knowing what I had said was the truth both hurt and scared me, “is it… is this normal?”

       “To like being humiliated? Abused? Used? Just because it’s not for everyone doesn’t mean it’s wrong. Normal is… not the right words, really.”

       “I have to admit, all my previous relationships were pretty normal, typical, and I guess that’s why they were never really fun. I just thought that’s how it was supposed to work. That that’s what was expected.”

       “You’re just finding out now that you are a serious bottom bitch, and that’s great. Great for me, especially! It’s time you need to accept that’s who you are, cause if you don’t, nobody will.”

       “That’s it? I’m just kinky now?”

       “World’s full of kinky people, in fact there’s probably more of us than there are people who prefer the simple stuff. Frankly, I think those people are the weird ones. Always sitting in their comfort zone never stepping outside. Ugh, it creeps me out.”

       Danielle shivered visibly.

       “But, it’s just… those things you say, the dirty talk and stuff,” I paused, thinking back on all the names they’d spat on me, the names I’d even called myself, “Do you meant it?”

       “Don’t get me wrong Jason, you are a goddamn beautiful cumdumpster if I ever saw one,” she said petting my belly hard, almost slapping it actually. The massive weight of        Sonya’s multiple loads rippled from the impact like jelly, I groaned loudly, the fullness I still felt was quite uncomfortable.

       “Sorry, but just cause you’re a great bottom bitch doesn’t mean that it’s all you are to me. In fact you are a rather endearing guy. Believe it or not I actually rather enjoy your company.”

       “But, I mean, all we do is fuck, really, and not that I’m complaining, but isn’t there other stuff you want to do?”

       “I’m a demanding woman Jason, I have a high libido that must be satiated so obviously good sex is at the top of my list, but, the rest is… well, context sensitive?”

       “Context sensitive? You… you really can’t tell me what you like to do when your not fucking?”

       “I like chemistry, taking things and turning them into something else, but that’s work, you know? I like tattoos. I like going to the beach, tanning, swimming, you know the works.”

       “Well, why don’t we go to the beach sometimes then?” I suggested, thinking that beaches are public so at least fucking won’t be the first thing on her mind.

       “I think that sounds awesome! I know the perfect one, and it’s not far from the University either!”

       “Sounds great, it’s a date then.”

       “You like me right, Jason?” Danielle posed after a moment of silence.

       “That seems like a silly question,” I said, the words coming out a little more snarky than I meant.

       “I know, it’s just… the thing I like most about you Jason, is that you really seem to like me back. I haven’t known that many people to put up with so much for me. I guess in a way by throwing you to the mercy of my friends and seeing you take it like a champ, I’ve only grown fonder.”

       She smiled at me, not the sort of devious smile that always seemed to imply that she was up to something, but an earnest, genuinely happy smile. I couldn’t help but return it in kind.

       “So obviously, this isn’t a monogamous thing? Right?” I had to ask, even if it ruined a somewhat tender moment.

       “Oh, hell no,” she said without a seconds hesitation, “the way I’d like to see it is that you’re mine, through and through. But every once in a while, maybe even every day, we share around. Sound alright to you?”

       “I suppose it won’t bother me, but that’s still a vague way to put it.”

       “I don’t like to get specific, where’s the fun in that?” Danielle said, her tone left me speechless for a moment, I couldn’t dispute it, Danielle always had a way of hiding the truth, her every action seemed to be willed out of chaos. I looked at her, and was almost disappointed that this minor revelation made me like her even more. That despite learning plenty about Danielle tonight, it would still be a whole before I got the whole picture.

       Silence overtook the car for the rest of the ride back, even when we reached my dorm she helped me to the elevator and to my room without a further word, before too long my exhaustion became too much and I must have passed out.