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All characters indulging in sexual acts are 18 years or older at the time of the act. There are fetish elements in this story, so bugger off if you're not into them. I promise I won't be hurt. Reviews and constructive critiques are welcome, flames will be snickered at and deleted, because other readers shouldn't have to put up with trolls. Enjoy!
Chapter 11- The Floodgates Open
Lynn was still sound asleep when I opened my eyes, feeling Eileen stirring. The digital clock indicated it was only 5 am, the sun having yet to come up. She saw me looking at her and smiled, stretching her arms over her head, her breasts thrust forward prettily.
"Jesus, my pussy still hurts like a motherfucker..." she whispered, trying to not wake Lynn on the other side of me. "Where did she learn to fuck like that?"
"Damned I know," was my quiet reply, watching as she slowly got out of bed, mincing her way across the floor to where her clothes were laying. She made tiny gasping noises as she moved, clearly still in discomfort. "I take it you have to leave?"
"Yeah, 'fraid so," she replied, regret in her voice. "Got a roomie and shit to do, even if I don't dance for the next few days. Just gonna have to call 'em and say it's shark week or something. They'll leave me alone then."
"I'd say sorry about that, but I think you enjoyed yourself way too much for an apology to be necessary." I mused.
"You kidding?" Eileen said, grinning in the dark of the room. "You fucked me in half and then I got pissed on and she smashed my cunt into a thousand pieces... best night ever."
"Well, we're always happy to accommodate, next time you feel the need to get abused and violated." I suggested cheerfully.
"Oh, totally will," the brunette agreed, nodding. "God knows, you guys'll have to take it to me again. Now I just have to get back to my apartment without walking funny."
"I can give you a lift," I said, rising. "Can't let a girl walk the streets of Chicago at this hour unescorted."
"Kind of you to offer, but won't Lynn mind?" Eileen asked, looking at the prostrate lump on the other side of me. "I mean, you're kinda here with her."
I shrugged. "She'll be happy I offered to take you instead of making you walk. That and she's not sleeping so much as regenerating, like the Borg do from battle damage on Star Trek."
Eileen giggled. "I have no idea what the fuck that means, but I believe it anyway. Okay, you can drive me home, big guy. And thank you."
She turned out to be one of those stereotype strippers you hear about, the girl with the brain who was making her way through college. She was, in fact, going to the Oriental Institute of Chicago, majoring in Near Eastern studies. Since this was a fascination of mine, I suggested we discuss it in detail before Lynn and I left the city, to which Eileen readily agreed. It took me maybe fifteen minutes to reach her apartment from our hotel and she smiled sheepishly as I pulled to a stop in front of her building.
"Well, you know where I live now," she said, pointing at a window in the front of the edifice. "Just don't turn out to be some bugfuck insane serial killer who climbs into my apartment and eats my face. Promise?"
"I'm pretty sure I can make this accommodation." I said, nodding. She giggled and hugged me for a moment before pausing. "Do I ... do I kiss you good-bye or is that overstepping it because Lynn's not here?"
"I'm sure Lynn would be fine with it," I said simply. "She'd probably think there was something wrong with me if I didn't."
Without another word she pressed her lips to mine and kissed me deeply. As she moaned, she took my hands and moved them to her breasts, making me massage them through her shirt. She finally pulled back, smiling at me brightly and then stepped out of the vehicle. She trotted up the flight of steps and turned to wave before heading inside. I waited until I saw a light go on inside the apartment she had indicated before turning on the van and heading back to our hotel. When I returned, Lynn was awake and lying on her side waited for me. Even in the dark I could see that wonderful, warm smile.
"Thank you for taking her back, my love..." she said gently. "I trust she rewarded you accordingly?"
"I'm more looking forward to your reward of my good deed..." I said easily as I stripped out of my clothes and slid back into bed next to her. She giggled and snuggled into me, sighing in contentment.
"Mmmmmm, soon enough, my dearest," she said in a dreamy voice. "For now, let's just sleep. I need my energy back."
I allowed myself to doze off again, Lynn pressed tight to my side. When I awoke, it was with an erection and my blonde goddess sucking hungrily on my cock. She smiled up at me wickedly before straddling me, turning around and slowly taking me inside her tight ass, moaning as she did so.