Chapter 73

“You’re going to be a good boy,” she breathed as she slid up and down my shaft. “Or I’ll make you cum so hard right now that you’re too pooped to pop later and you’ll miss out on the surprise. Is that what you want, Alex?”

“I don’t know,” I rasped, reaching up and cupping her breasts, massaging and squeezing them. Alexa moaned and her head fell backward. “Do I?”

“Oh God,” she panted, riding my cock, her body still damp from her earlier sexual exertions. “You really want to, Alex. Oh, fuck, I want to feel your cum in me…”

I rolled her over, pinning her on her back and Alexa gasped, her eyes going wide as I exerted my physical strength over her. She gasped and panted while I thumped my hips against hers, driving my cock deep inside her pussy with an increasing need. She gripped by ass cheeks and pulled me deeper inside, fingers digging into my skin.

“Oh God…” Alexa whimpered.

I clenched my teeth and slowed my pumping, finally pulling myself out of her. We both shook and moaned as we fought to control ourselves. She clutched the sheets of my bed and sighed almost in frustration. I laid down on my front, face buried in the pillows as I took deep breaths and tried to think of something, anything, to calm myself and stop wanting to immediately cum.

“Roseanne Barr… wearing nothing but a thong… riding away on a unicycle…”

Done.

I slowly turned over on my back stared at the ceiling, sighing heavily. Alexa too was lying down, her eyes looking mystified.

“What sort of alien steel are you made of that you could do that?” she asked. “Holy shit, Alex. You must be looking forward to that surprise tonight.”

She looked down her body, still amazed. “My poor little girl. She’s so hungry now and…”

She turned on her side and looked at me, caressing my face. “Thank you. I don’t know how you did it, but maybe that was the right thing to do, even if neither of us liked it. I’ll make sure tonight is extra-special for us now.”

Alexa stood up and smiled at me, cupping her breasts. “I’m going to rinse off in your shower so I don’t smell like horny and sex. I’ll be quick. God, I love you…”

She turned to walk toward my shower before pausing and turning around. She walked back to me quickly and collapsed on top of me, her lips locking onto mine and kissing me hungrily, her pussy grinding on my cock. I kissed her back readily, amazed that I hadn’t exploded yet. She stood up suddenly and wiggled off quickly to the bathroom, before she completely lost control of herself.

I put my hands over my face and groaned when the door to the bathroom had closed. This girl was going to kill me. My cock, which I had worked so hard to calm, was throbbing and rigid again. My heart was thundering in my chest.

I hadn’t been quite as sweaty as Alexa, since I hadn’t cum the way she had, but I still needed to cleanse myself. I got off the bed and found a package of body-safe wipes. I rubbed several all over my body, but mostly my poor, abused cock. Alexa had been so aroused that my midsection was sticky with her essence, which almost had the consistency of tree resin at this point.

Alexa came out of the shower seconds later, drying herself with my towel. Her hair was up and she grinned at me.

“Much better,” she said, massaging her butt cheeks. “Didn’t do my hair, since I didn’t want them to know I took a shower or why, but the cold water quenched my fires for now.”

“Best not to have to answer questions,” I agreed. “And as much as I’m enjoying watching you naked, I thinking you should probably head upstairs to the couch and get dressed.”

She sighed and nodded. “I know. However, dinner will be fun and tonight will be quite wonderful, I promise.”

She dropped the towel and walked up to me, leaning in and giving me a chaste peck on the cheek, her nipples barely brushing my chest.

“I love you,” she whispered. “I’ll see you upstairs…”

I watched her head upstairs, missing her already. I decided to put my clothes back on and began playing a game, wondering when my parents would finally be ready to come down.

***

“Is your aunt up yet?” read the text message.

“How would I know?” I replied, frowning. “I’m in the basement, you’re as close as I am.”

“Fine, let’s try this again. Go upstairs, check on Allie, report back. Am I achieving clarity?”

I think what worried me is that I could readily identify the tone of my mother’s voice, even though this had only been text. I shrugged and went upstairs, finding Alexa lying on the couch and texting on her phone. She saw me and smiled warmly.

“Time to get up?” she asked.

“I think mom’s hungry,” I replied. “She told me to come and check on you.”

She giggled. “I guess getting fucked in half by your dad kick-starts her appetite.”

“The less I think about that, the better,” I muttered. “Go ahead and get ready, I’ll go get them.”

I went up the stairs and knocked on the door to their room. Dad opened it after a moment, wearing jeans and no shirt. He seemed to have hastily put them on. Mom was sitting on the edge of the bed, wrapped in a white blanket and presumeably naked beneath it. She looked away from the door politely.

“I take it Allie’s awake?” dad asked, grinning. I nodded.

“About time,” mom sighed. “Contrary to popular belief, I do get hungry on occasion.”

“I told her to get up, so come down whenever you’re ready.” I said, taking the doorknob and closing the door. I headed downstairs and told Alexa they’d be ready in a bit, since they seemed to have just finished up.

“Cool,” she said, standing and walking up to me, thankfully dressed. She put her arms around me and smiled, brushing her lips against mine as she looked up into my eyes. “You know I’m going to do everything I can to make you absolutely crazy during dinner and not get caught, right?”

“I had a feeling you might,” I replied quietly, wanting to just kiss her and pin her to the couch. “I’m looking forward to seeing you try.”

We shared a loving kiss before we heard my parents coming down the stairs and stood apart, waiting patiently.

***Dinner was fun. I always enjoyed hot pot, but the four of us had developed a dynamic that worked well around a dinner table. True, the structure of the huge heater beneath the table meant Alexa couldn’t play footsie with me readily the way she had perhaps planned, but we nonetheless had an excellent time. Not surprisingly, the table was loaded with food and even mom was hungry. Perhaps Alexa was right, maybe getting fucked in half by dad really did stimulate her appetite.