Amnesia Was The Best Thing To Happen To My GF [M/F/F/F/F] Part 46

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=== ***Alexa*** ===

She’s experienced, despite being in the “amateur” ring. She’s got a few good punches on me, but I’ve gotten my fair share on her. I can’t think if Chris and the others are in the stand, cheering for me, so I’ll just have to believe they are.

Coach told me that her weak point is that she keeps her left guard a bit low, but whenever I tried to exploit that she catches on. Maybe I’m just too weak. But Chris did say something, that if I keep making her think I’m going for her left, that I should mix it up and unexpectedly go for her right.

So when I threw a feint for her left and she put her left arm up to block it, along with her right hand to bolster it, I stopped short and then threw a right hook clean into her jaw.

She fell on her back with me following her, mounting her and raining down fist after first into her exposed face. After the fifth clear shot the ref threw me off and he waved his hand over her body, tapping her face in an effort to wake her up.

The coach and I raised our fist into the air and cheered, and I pointed at Chris, Bella, Alana and Roxanne’s direction while they clapped for me. This victory is for them!

===

Coach gave me a pat on the shoulder as I sat in our room. “You did well,” he said, “but there won’t be a match for a bit. I’ll look, but there’s not a lot of women fighting in the ring around the city. I’ll have to look in other areas.”

“That’s fine, I’m not in a hurry,” I told him. Frankly, I’d like to have some time to spend with my new family anyway. He gave me a nod and left me while his aides iced my cheeks and ribs.

“You’ve got a lot of bruises on your chest here,” said one of his aides, Aidra, as she plants an icepack on my chest, “I didn’t see her punch you once there.”

I couldn’t tell her that my opponent *didn’t* give me those bruises. I couldn’t tell her that I got it two days ago. I couldn’t tell her that Chris was the one that gave them to me, and I couldn’t tell her how I got them either.

“Y-Yeah, she got a few hits there,” I lied as I took the pack from her and pressed it on a different area, “she was fast.”

I got excited thinking about what happened a couple of days ago, what Chris and I did in that hotel. I got excited having another time with him! Bella told me that I can have it as much as Chris is able to give it, so it’s only a matter of asking him, I guess. Chris works during the day, so more than likely during the evening times and the night is when I can ask for one. But then there’s the others who probably want the same thing, so maybe I’ll ask when they’re too busy for one or too tired.

But what about Chris? What about when he’s tired? This is a lot of things to think about.

So I finally left the small stadium with Chris and the others clearly waiting for me, waving for me to get my attention. We got in the SUV, and Chris swung his body around to look at us on the back.

“Hungry?” he asked and he looked at me directly. I nodded eagerly and he gave me a smile, “well would you rather have homecooked or go out?”

“It doesn’t matter to me,” I answered but It did matter. I like homecooked meal, it reminded me of my mother even though I knew very little of her. I held onto a memory of her giving me a soup when I was little, but I noticed that her face was starting to fade away when I would try and recall. At first it was the type of soup that I started forgetting, then it was the time of day. Eventually, it started becoming my mother’s face. My father never kept a photo of her, I don’t know why, so I don’t have anything that reminds me of her.

“Let’s do homecooked. I want to try cooking,” he said with an air of confidence.

“You? Cook? I didn’t know you can cook!” Bella gasped, “I always thought you ordered out!”

“I can cook! I promise I can!” Chris laughed, “just because you’ve never seen me cook doesn’t mean I don’t know how!”

Alana and Roxanne exchanged skeptical look, but I have confidence in Chris.

===

Chris started off by browning some chicken in a pot, then removing it from the heat and reducing the flame, then he added a brown stick thing, some whole black pepper and some green seed looking thing, and a green leaf. The kitchen smelled really fragrant, so fragrant and Alana and Roxanne nodded along. Then he peeled some carrots and potatoes and sliced them into equal sizes.

“He’s making curry,” Roxanne examined, “and it’s smell so good!”

“I’ve never had curry before,” I said and Alana grabbed my shoulder and shook me gently.

“It’s really good, you’ll love it!” she said with a wide smile, “I don’t eat it a lot but when I get a chance to I sure as hell pig out on chicken curry.”

Once the spices stopped making noises, he added sliced onion, grated ginger and garlic, and he added even more spices and some chopped tomatoes, sliced potatoes and carrots. Then he put the lid on and waited.

“So guys, rice or Naan bread?”

“Oooh, naan for me!” Alana piped up, “I fucking love naan bread!”

“Rice for me of course,” Roxanne added, “like you had to ask an Asian girl if she wants rice.”

I’m confused. I know what rice is, but I don’t know what naan bread is. “C-Can I have both?”

“Of course!” Chris said.

He sent a text to Bella, who is out getting some drinks for us. She didn’t want to go. She wanted to help Chris with cooking but Chris was stern about it. I guess he’s still leery about Bella’s kitchen skills.

He took the lid off and the smell got even more fragrant and more robust! I can smell the spices, it tickled my nose, and even the onion and the garlic! He added the chicken into the mixture and then put the lid back on, then he went ahead and added an entire cup of yogurt in some water and whisked it together. After a few minutes, he added the mixture in then mixed it together and put the lid back on.

It’s almost like clockwork because as soon as Chris revealed his dish, Bella came through the door carrying several bags of sodas, juices, and a few bags of naan bread. Chris took the bread and popped them into the oven so they can crisp up, then he served Roxanne a plate of rice with the creamy-red chicken curry on top. He gave a bowl of it to Alana and told her to wait for the bread, and I received a smaller plate of rice with a bowl of curry. “Wait for the bread, it’ll be done soon,” he said with a wink.

Bella whined when she took a seat next to me, whining about how she wanted to see her man finally make food. I’m guessing in the nearly three years they’ve known each other, he didn’t cook once. What did they eat the entire time? How much did they spend on eating out?

Oh right, they’re both rich. I forgot.

I started with the naan bread first. I watched how Alana did it. She ripped a sizable chunk off and used it to grab the thick liquid and a piece of chicken with it. She made sure that it has a lot of the broth with it, and gently placed it in her mouth after blowing at it.

“Oh man god, that is good,” she smiled, “I need to put a little bit of salt but it’s good!”

“Really? You’re not just saying that?” Chris said with a bright smile as he washed his hands, “I’ve been dying to cook curry, it’s my favorite food!”

“I didn’t know you like curry!” Bella gasped as she prepared to imitate Alana, “I always thought you were a burger and pizza kind of guy.”

“I love curry. It’s the first dish I learned to cook,” Chris continued as he prepared his own plate, “I’ve been dying to try out all the different kind of curry too.”

“There’s more?” I asked as I tore off a piece of bread and scooped up a chunk of chicken and carrots with it. I placed it in my mouth, and my god it is good! The creaminess of the broth, the spice kicking in and the bread giving it that extra bit of texture, it is good! The sweetness of the carrots lend well to it too, and the chicken absorbed all the flavors really well!

“Oh yeah, there’s a lot of curry types. I only learned how to do chicken curry, but I want to try other types too.”

“Chris, what else can you cook?” Roxanne asked as she scooped up a spoon full of curry rice into her mouth, squealing as the taste spreads around her mouth.

“Well, I’ve been trying to make my moms pot roast but she puts something in it that I cannot figure out, and she refuses to tell me.”

“I think she puts brandy in it,” Alana said as soon as she swallowed her food, “I got a good whiff of it when she made the roast.”

“Brandy? It could be, I’ll have to try it.”

We enjoyed the curry that evening, and it was a good dinner filled with laughter and we got to know one another more. I know I’m the new girl in this house, but they’re starting to feel like family to me. Tomorrow, Chris and I are going to the clinic, for me to do some checkups to make sure I didn’t break anything and for Chris to figure out why his dick is bigger.

I wanted sex tonight, I feel like I’m wanting it more and more since I had it a couple of nights ago, but I didn’t feel like asking for it since it might ruin the mood. Frankly, we all went to our different rooms to sleep and I didn’t hear anything beside Alana’s snoring.

=== ***Alana*** ===

Corey gave me a call and said that Dr. Emily is in the clinic today, and frankly I haven’t seen her in a bit. Chris didn’t want me to come with him, but I insisted on coming anyway.

But who do I see come into the exam room but her… fucking [Amber, the hospital slut!](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/pwv767/professional_taboo_mf/)

“What’s up Alana,” she said with that stupid smile of hers and she gave me a wink. She’s tried to sleep with me, with Corey, with Victor, all the people in my friend circle and we absolutely hate her because she’s doing shit that we do not condone! She would try to sleep with the newer staff, trying to see who would buckle under her flirting, and I gotta say she fucking enjoys it.

She didn’t bat an eye at Chris. He’s really not her type, he’s not good looking or anything, well to her standard at least. But fuck this bitch!

“Amber,” I said with such a harsh tone, but knowing Amber she doesn’t really care. She’s the type that knows she’s pretty and doesn’t need anyone to validate it. Like Izz.

“What brings you in today, Mr. Patterson,” she asked as she cocks her hip out and tossed her red hair back over her shoulder. This bitch is obviously flirting! Holy shit!

Thankfully, Chris is too dense to notice. I had to spell it out for him that I wanted to fuck him the first time. Hell, from what Izz has told me, he didn’t even know that he and Izz was going out.

“Uh, well, I took some… pills last week and, well, it had some… weird effect on me.”

“Pills? What kind of pills? Did you bring the bottle with you?”

He shamefully hands her the Fireman Special and Honey Dude pill bottle to her. She looked at it, then back to him, and then back to the pill. She glossed over the back, reading up and down the list, and then she looked at him again.

“So, Mr. Patterson. Can you show me what happened?”

‘”Does he have to show it to you? Can’t he just tell you?” I asked her and she just looked at me.

“Alana, may I ask what’s your relationship to the patient? Because you and I know that you can’t be here unless you’re a relative or in a relationship with him.”

“He’s my boyfriend of course,” I proudly told him and she kind of scoffed.

“Boyfriend? Since when did you go after boys?”

“That’s none of your fucking business Amber,” I growled at her but she scoffed again.

“Easy girl, don’t make me call security. Anyway, Mr. Patterson, could you please show me.”

Chris looked at me and I’m kind of forced to nod at him. He sighed as he stood up and removed his pants, letting loose his soft cock. It’s soft and it’s already 7 fucking inches.

“Holy shit,” she gasped as she reached for it.

“Gloves, bitch!” I snapped at her and she shook her head and reached for the rubber gloves and slipped them on, “and no squeezing either!”

“S-Shut up, Alana. Holy shit… W-W-W-What’s the problem h-here?”

She slowly and carefully picked up his cock and placed it on top of her palm, looking and marveling at it.

“It… the pills got it… um… b-bigger,” he said softly.

“B-Bigger? What do you mean, bigger?” Amber asked as she raised an eyebrow.

“W-W-Well, I’m normally about 9.7 i-inches… I measured. But after I took these pills, it… it grew to 10.7 inches.”

“Nearly 11 inches!? Holy… h-how?”

“I don’t know, that’s what I came here to find out,” Chris explained, “I…. I feel like a freak!”

“Chris, you’re not a freak baby I keep telling you – WE keep telling you,” I said as I held his hands, “stop thinking like that, please.”

“S-She’s right. This… this… Mmmm.”

“Amber, fucking snap out of it you bitch!”

Amber’s face got a bit more close to his penis and her hands were about to close around it too. She shook her head and let his dick go, motioning for him to put his pants back on. “R-Right, sorry. I’ll tell the doctor about your…. erm…. problem.”

“Holy shit, that’s fucking huge. The biggest I’ve seen!” I heard her say to herself as she walked away. Now I’m regretting putting our actual address on our information sheet.

“Is that?”

“Yeah, that’s her. She has a habit of… sleeping around with her coworker and, ugh, some patients.” I groaned as I rubbed my eyes.

“That’s gross, and she hasn’t been fired?” He asked as he fixed his pants.

“We’re short staffed, so the hospitals are trying to keep the staff it has. But what she’s doing is so against policy that if she does get caught she’s going to be blacklisted and she’ll loose her license.”

“So why haven’t anyone reported her?” He wondered, “seems like anyone can.”

“Honestly it’s because we’re short staffed. Beside, a lot of the staff doesn’t mind fucking her raw. It’s… it’s complicated.”

He looked at me, kind of… suspiciously. “What? Go ahead, asshole, ask me.”

“Have you…?”

“No! And neither did Victor! God, I knew it!”

“I didn’t mean it like that,” he said, but frankly I’m a bit mad at the moment. Not because of him, but because SHE knows now! So whenever she and I work together she’s going to ask me a whole bunch of questions and shit.

He pulled me in, brushing my arms a bit, calming me down somewhat. “I’m sorry, I didn’t meat to accuse you.”

“N-no, it’s not that,” I said softly as I cuddle against him, “it’s that… it’s complicated…”

“Alright. I’m sorry, alright?”

He brushed my hair softly. I can’t say I’m not mad at him, because he probably won’t accept it. I’m mad at the situation, but really him showing me a bit of affection is much needed. Work had been a bit hard, seeing as I have to go back to full time so I can give *papa* some money. He doesn’t like handouts, so I have to pretty much force it on him.

Finally the doctor came and I’m so glad it’s Emily. She gave me a tight hug, asking about the house and my dad.

“Oh, where’s Bella?” She asked as soon as we settled.

“Visiting her parents,” I answered.

“But you’re not the girlfriend,” she said with a short laugh, “I can’t have you here if you’re not the girlfriend… you’re not, right?”

I brushed my hair back against my ears and whispered, “it’s complicated, I’ll tell you later,” into her ears. She looked at me, looked at him and a smile made its way on her face.

“So, Chris, nice to see you again. I haven’t seen you since your birthday!”

“Yup, fun day! B-but I got a situation here.”

Emily held up her hand, “say no more. I’m going to order some blood draws, a CT scan of, um, your penis as well as an MRI. Um… c-could I see? Amber made it sound, well… you know how Amber is.”

“Yeah, I know how Amber is,” I sighed, “I should’ve asked if she’s here, I didn’t even know she works in the clinics.”

“She picks up a couple of shifts, here and there. It… err, well, y’know.”

She kind of threw her hands up and shrugged. God, I wish this bitch gets canned soon. I fucking hate her!

So Chris undoes his pants and underwear and let’s it fall and lifts up his shirt. His cock is starting to harden, from all the talks and I guess rubbing against the material. Emily kind of gasped as she took a closer look and started putting on gloves.

“Wow. I’ve only ever seen it inside of Bella… wow, it’s… holy shit, it’s huge. Not to sound a bit racist, but I’ve only ever seen dicks this big on black guys, and even then I’ve only seen it once. May I?”

Chris nodded sheepishly. Emily gingerly held it and lifts it up, inspecting it and his scrotum as well. “You sure it wasn’t this big before?”

“We measured it some time last year, and then we measured it the day after I took the pills. It grew an inch and about .7 inches thicker.” I answered for him with a sigh.

She looked at us, “well, so I never heard of a penis growing after adulthood, aside from surgery and it doesn’t look like you had work done.”

“Because you’ll feel it,” Chris chimed in.

“Yup, I’ll feel the hardware there. Well, thanks for showing it to me Chris, and I wish I can tell you more. Have you had a decrease in sex drive? Any pain or discomfort?”

“A *decrease*? No, if anything I’m more horny now than before. No pain, but when I took it my balls did swell up and gave me discomfort and I… ejaculated… um, more.”

She raised an eyebrow. “More as in frequency or more as in… volume?”

“Um… b-both.”

“Both!? H-how often do you ejaculate when you… do it?”

“Uh… 4 times, usually… but lately it’s been about 6-8 times after the pills. And the volume, um… increased,” Chris tried to convey the words, but I can tel embarrassment is getting to him.

“W-W-What? S-S-Six to eight times?! Holy shit.”

“Is that bad?”

She shook her head. “I can’t say for certain, this isn’t my field of study. Um, Corey and I just started having intercourse, and I’m… well, I was a virgin… an old virgin… ugh, anyway I can’t say it’s normal to go that much in a couple of days -“

“It’s a day. I can go 6-8 times a day.”

“A day!? Chris, what the hell, a day!? No, no no no that’s not normal! A day?!”

She had to gather herself. I guess she realized that she’s yelling at this point. “Chris. You… you’re what the, uh…. Um…. I guess, the sex community can refer to as a “bull” alright? You’re sex drive is probably too high for poor little Alana to satisfy.”

“Oh, um… we’re all friends here, right?” I said with an uneasy laugh while holding a finger up which Emily nodded to, “um… he has… f-f-four girlfriends actually.”

“Huh, Four. Four!? Four? Really?!” I nodded at her, “no fucking way, four?! Does he… does he, at night?”

“We go once a day and once a night, at least,” he said in a small voice. I feel like we’re being judged, honestly, but Emily is a really good friend of mine.

“By once, he means once with each girls,” I corrected while slapping his shoulder.

“Dear god! Um…. Alana, you have to teach me… errr… y’know, stuff. Next time, can we talk?”

“Sure thing!” I cheerfully said as Chris pulls his pants back up, “I’ll even get you videos too.”

“No!” Chris yelled out which caused me to laugh.

===

The drive home was uneventful. Lex has a clean bill of health while Chris had a bandaid on the crease of his arm. We’ll have to go to the hospital for the MRI and CT scan tomorrow, and the only reason we got an appointment that quick is because Emily pulled some strings.

Also she really wanted videos, which I agreed to secretly. I feel so dirty right now, but I’m doing this for Chris! I sound exactly like how Izz does, whoring out my boyfriend. Ugh.

As soon as we walked in, we are bombarded with questions from Izz and Rox, questions I’m letting Lex and Chris take because I’m fucking tired.

I went to my room and laid down.

=== Alexa ===

Chris has been a bit… anxious since the clinic. He and Bella had been discussing the upcoming test, and while Bella is perfectly fine with it, Chris is stressed out.

“W-w-what if they find cancer? What then? Huh? Huh? HUH?!”

“Babe, will you relax? What did the blood test say?”

“We haven’t had it yet. Emily said she’ll discuss it with us when the MRI and CT scan is done. I’m fucking… I’m freaking out, alright?”

She held him in her arms, gently stroking his back. “You’ll be fine, you’ll be fine! Tell you what, you and Alexa haven’t blessed the room yet, right”

“Bless the what?” I said out loud, meaning for it to be said in my head. She looked at me and smiled, “oh, you know, basically…. Sex in your room!”

Chris leapt up and practically dragged me to my room. Really, I wanted sex anyway so it didn’t matter. As soon as we crossed the threshold he’s already all over me, grabbing my ass through my spandex shorts and kissing. He slipped his hand inside the thin material, rummaging through and fully exploring me.

“I-I’m sorry I didn’t wear any panties for you,” I told him as I looked away, but he picked up my chin and brought my lips over. We kept kissing as we made our way towards the bed where he basically tossed me onto it.

“You think I only get off on my girls wearing panties?” He growled at me as he spreads my leg, rubbing my downstairs area, “mmmm, and you’re wearing it pretty tight too, I can see your camel toe, and the smell!”

Once he said those, it registered to me that a lot of people have probably seen the same thing he has! Oh, I’m so embarrassed! I don’t have any money to buy some proper underwear, so all I’ve been wearing are my shorts over my gym wear. But when I’m at home, it’s usually just the gym wear.

He started kissing my area, licking and teasing me. I can feel him through the material, his lips, his tongue, even his teeth. He’s moaning while he’s being so ravenous and, quite frankly, a bit perverted!

I love it.

He brought my legs together tightly and peeled my shorts upward. “Look at you, you’re already wet,” he said in such a low tone that it brought a shiver down my spine.

“No, no I’m not,” I whined but when the shorts finally came up and off and he spreads my legs again, he came down to my lips and slurped up my wetness.

“Mmm, you taste so good,” he said then he went back down on me with his fingers parting my lips and then his tongue coming down into it. He started eating me out so well and all I can do is whine and squirm and push his head down deeper into me.

He wrapped his arm down my thighs and then up and over, so now I really can’t go anywhere. He’s just so good! I’ve never felt like this before! Really, really good… so good that he’s making me cum with only his tongue!

“I’m cumming!” I screeched as I grabbed two handfuls of his thick hair and pulled him harder against me. I felt explosions after explosions hit me, making my stomach curl up. I felt a warmth wash over my entire body, like somebody suddenly turned on the hot water and threw it at me while I’m in an ice bath.

“Hoh! Ho shit! Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!”

He kept eating me out, not stopping and so hit after hit kept coming at me. Bella said this is one of his habit; that when he makes you cum, he won’t stop and he’ll just keep going and going until your brain is a mess!

He came up off of me, finally, and showed me his soaked face, with my fluids hanging off the fuzz on his chin and jaw. He wiped it off and the came up and kissed me again while my hands went to undo his pants. My hands are shaking terribly from my orgasms, so he went ahead and undid it for me.

He laid on his back while my left hand went and stroked his cock. It’s so thick that my hand can barely wrap around it.

“You expect me to put this in?” I asked him and he laughed, “you want to put this inside of me?”

He leaned over and kissed me again and I could taste me all over his lips. I went and took my shirt off for him and his eyes already became fixated on my breast.

“Bruises? Did you get them from the fight?“ he asked and I gently laughed at him.

“Silly, look at where the bruises are?”

He looked harder. Several of it is around my nipple, a few are below it but most are grouped up. “You did this to me! You sucked my tit so hard!”

“They’re so cute,” he said as he squeezed one gently, “I couldn’t help myself.”

“Would you like them to be bigger?” I asked but he shook his head.

“No, they’re perfect. Beside, you might loose your sensitive areas if you do.”

It makes sense, and I am glad he’s not asking me to make them bigger. I have the smallest breast out of the four girls, so I am a little self conscious about them. But hearing how perfect they are from him, it feels good.

“You’re on birth control?” He asked and I nodded. Bella had put me on her insurance so we were able to buy a bottle for me, but it takes a week for it to start working.

“I just started taking it today,” I told him, “but… but I really want you to cum inside of me.”

“I can’t do that, just wait alright.”

I nodded. I’m jealous of the others. When he cums in them, they make such a splendid face. I want to feel it too, I want to know what it feels like.

So for now, I will settle for whatever he can give me. In a week, I will ask again and we’ll have sex in this room. That will be the real christening of this room, for me at least. Oh I hope he’ll let me be selfish for once.

“On your knees pretty boy,” I told him and he got sort of this look on his face. I grabbed his cock firmly and pulled his face to me.

“For the moment, this is mine, understand?” I told him and he shook his head. I gripped it a bit harder and he winced. “I will ask only once more: it is mine, correct?”

“Yes, ma’am,” he whispered softly. I grinned at him while giving his cheek a small peck.

“Good boy. Now, stand over there. I want you to fuck my face.”

He stood by the bed with his dick perfectly in place. I got on my back and scooted over before him until my head is hanging over the edge. I lift his heavy dick up and placed his swollen ballsack over my mouth.

Mmmm, he taste so good. His balls are nice and tight, and I know they’re filled up with his cum even though he had sex a couple of days ago. I love how it kind of flows over my mouth and hangs next to my cheek. I made sure to give attention to both orbs, sucking it into my mouth and playing around with it with my tongue.

“Now, fuck my face,” I sternly told him.

He placed his hands behind my head, reaching downward, and cocked his hips back and letting his thick cook rest against my open mouth. I gave the head a few kisses and a few flicks of my tongue and opened up as wide as I could.

His head went in with a bit of difficulty. He firmly pressed into my mouth and I had to really, really open it just for him to go further in. He stopped there and slowly fucked my face, and so I took him out of my mouth.

“I told you to fuck my face, didn’t I? Don’t make me repeat myself!” I said with a hint of anger and he just nodded as I laid back down.

Then he really went at it. He really tried to shove his big sick inside of my mouth and I could hardly breathe. He went faster and faster and I swear I gagged a bunch of times.

Then I felt myself getting wetter and wetter, hotter and hotter. He kept on fucking my face, as fast as my throat allows him to, and even though I could barely reach midway through his dick, he kept fucking me.

“Shit! I-I-I’m going to-“

He held his dick down my throat and his hand held the back of my head against him. I felt his cock bulge and unload his sperm into my throat. I felt it flow down, emptying into my throat and down into my stomach. Even when he pulled out slightly, he was still cumming and he even filled up my mouth.

I swallowed as much as I can. If I’m going to be a good slut, then I better start learning how to be. I made sure to grab every drop that didn’t escape, and when he finally came off my mouth I sucked him up even more, making him shudder.

He fell back a little bit as I sat up, licking my lips and my fingers. “Mmm it taste so good,” I said as I approached him slowly, “I want more.”

I grabbed his stiff rod again and looked into his eyes. We’re almost the same height so it’s not hard. “I want more, Chris. I want this *chlen* inside of me. You’re going to fuck me, and I want you to fuck me hard and slow. Now, come over here and be a good boy and put that big, fucking dick to work.”

He nodded again as he reached for my breast, but I slapped his hands away. He almost whined, but I want him to work for it. He’ll get them soon enough, I just want him to wait for it like he’s making me wait for him too.

I got on my back and he got on top of me. Immediately he tried to go for my tits but I slapped him away. He looked at me and I just smirked at him, grabbing his cock and rubbing it against my pussy.

“I told you to fuck me,” I growled at him, “so fuck me!”

He took his rod from my hands and guides it inside of me. It’s still wet from my spit, and my pussy is already drenched for him, so he slid in easier. I say easier, but he has to go slow because he wasn’t fitting in properly.

But it still felt good. Just the head inside of my vagina as it slides forward and back slowly so that my pussy can get used to him. It felt so good, so good that I’m almost on my way to another orgasm.

But I want more. Bella told me to ask for more, never to demand. But… but maybe, just maybe…

“*Bolsze(More_*. Fuck me more,” I told him while looking straight into his eyes, nodding. I felt him push a little deeper, “that’s right, right there. *Khoroshiy(Good) malchik(Boy),* go ahead, fuck me more.”

He gave a grunting groan as he pulled back and slid his dick in a little more forceful. “*Blyat*, harder! Make me scream. Make me beg for you.”

He was shaking his head, but thrusting into me harder and harder. “F-Fucking…” I hear him groan, but he just went back to moaning.

“Suck my tits. Suck it like the good boy that you are.”

He lunged at my breast, moaning while his mouth wrapped around my breast meat. I have not seen anyone in all the porn I’ve watched really enjoy sucking breast like he does. “Yes! Oh god, yes that feels so good! Oh, can you feel it? Can you feel my pussy just hugging you so tight?”

Indeed when I feel his mouth clamp around my nipple and suck, it made my pussy hug him even tighter. He just kept ramming that big dick of his inside me while biting and licking and sucking on my tits, and every time I felt my pussy clamp down on him and give him a big squeeze.

But then his pace started to go faster and faster. I know he’s about to cum, I can feel his balls slapping wildly against my asshole. I can feel his breath against my bare skin quicken.

“You’re going to cum? Are you? Do you want to cover me with your semen? Or do you want to pump your dirty, stinky, sperm inside of my fresh pussy. I know you do, you’re a man and you want to own this pussy.”

I laid my mouth against his ears and began telling him sweet words, “do it, cum inside my pussy like a good boy. I know you do, it’s only natural. Go on, cum for me. Cum for me, give me that hot sperm.”

He gave me a great, big grunt as he pressed himself firmly onto me. Then I felt it. That warm, flowing, sperm just gushing into my most prized area. The way his penis throbbed and jerked and pumped a great big load into me. It felt so good, and it felt so right!

Oh, I want to get pregnant right now. But I know my place. I can’t get pregnant before Bella does, she will kill me!

But it feels so good! He kept thrusting into me harder and faster, and he kept giving me more of his cum. My pussy has been grinding him, squeezing more and more out of him like a hungry beast.

“Good boy. That’s a good boy,” I sighed, “oh are you trying to get me pregnant! I think you got me pregnant! Oh what are we going to do?”

He looked at me and then down on his handiwork. His eyes widened with panic, and I don’t think he realized what he just did!

“Shit! We need to get a plan b!” He cursed as he unsheathes himself. But before he left, I grabbed his arm and pulled him to me, grabbing his cock and sucking up the film of cum on his beautiful dick.

“Bella’s going to kill me” he shouted as he ran out of the room.

“I think I’m going to love it here,” I thought to myself as I fetched some nice, warm cum from my pussy and brought it up to my lips.

~ End of Part 46 ~

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