When I had finally pushed my full length into her, I couldn’t believe how tight her ass felt. It took me a few seconds before I started moving again. The vast amount of KY mixed with the white froth of our already combined juices, and she soon started reaching her hand back. First I thought she wanted to push me off, but the sound of protest as I had almost pulled out, combined with Ava pushing herself back into me, told me otherwise. So, instead, I grabbed onto her outstretched arm without letting go of her hair, pulled her torso tightly into mine, and reached around her to start rubbing her clit in circles, causing her to release cute little cries of pleasure. Simultaneously, I started fucking her with increased speed. The newly started cries and moans made it clear that she could indeed take me without a problem. I leaned my head forward, enjoying the braindead look on her face after she came more times than I could care to count, and whispered in her ear.
“How is my little Princess? Do you enjoy your new role as my sisterly cumdumpster?”
I didn’t get any mentionable reaction from her. If it weren’t for the content smile forming on her lips, I would have thought she couldn’t even hear me anymore. The only form of active acknowledgement I got from her, were more guttural sounds formed in the depth of her throat as I kept fucking her ass for what felt like another fifteen minutes. Despite the generous amounts of the multiple forms of lubrication I used, the friction had caused my dick to take on a bright pink color by the time I finally released my last load deep into her bowels. My entire body cramped up, and I felt like my insides were being pulled out of me through my dick! By the time the waves of pleasure had finally subsided, I was utterly spent.
I finally released my hold on her listless body, just for her to slump onto the mattress without ever making any attempt to catch her fall. My dick slipped out of her ass as she fell forward. Ava’s body just lay there with her face in the pillow, her arms powerless by her sides, legs still spread, and her ass up in the air. I beheld the view of her gaping asshole attempting to close itself again, though before it had any chance to do so, it surprised me by releasing a bubble of cum filled with some of the air I had pushed into her insides. She didn’t even twitch as the bubble burst and a thick glob of my white cream followed behind it, to then drip down onto her abused pussy. It was bright red and puffy, seeping cum like the hole above it, albeit in lesser amounts.
Her thighs and Buttcheeks were glistening in our juices. Her entire lower body was a mess. I straightened her out, and noticed that her upper body didn’t look much better. She, just like me, was covered in sweat, her hair disheveled and stuck to her moist skin, and her breasts were red after I had fondled them roughly in the throes of pleasure. Her face, however, was also still spotted with some of the cum I had shot onto it with my first orgasm of the night, though most of it had been smeared onto the pillow she was now resting on.
Seeing her slow and deep breathing telling me she was alive, I lay down next to her and pulled her body into mine. I didn’t even care about all of my cum seeping out of her body onto my sheets. Neither did I care about her sleeping on a cum-soaked pillow. I just passed out myself as soon as I let my head rest on my own pillow.
I awoke the next morning feeling lightheaded, which confused me at first, since I had slept like a rock for a solid eight hours! No nightly disturbances requiring me to perform the breathing exercises Danny had taught me, just like the last night I shared my bed with Ava. The next thing I felt, though, were my muscles aching when I tried to move off the bed, which caused the memories of the last evening to flood back into my mind. I smiled upon recounting the events that lead to this muscle pain and explained why I felt so drained.
Ava was still breathing her slow and deep breaths, though she stirred a little when I first attempted to move, and pulled herself closer into me. Although I would never admit it to anyone if asked, my smile grew when she pushed her face into the nape of my neck, placed a light peck on it, and mumbled something unintelligible before falling back into her deep slumber.
I just couldn’t help it. No matter how much I despised her for her past actions, her tight feminine body pressed into mine, those cute little noises, and the soft touches, all felt good. I kept telling myself that enjoying her body didn’t mean I had forgiven her, but at the same time, I also felt like my physical response to her feminine charms was somehow betraying my justified disfavor for her.
