Where does all the cum go?

"Poor baby! Did my mean old pussy eat you alive?"

"Damn right! And I loved every second of it. I never felt so... connected to someone before. I felt like I was a part of you."

"Me too!" I said. I tried to move, but after having Bud's cock in me all night my pussy had become welded to it. I was going to have to get wet again before I could pry myself loose. I explained the problem to Bud.

"It's worse than you think," he said. "I'm hard again from your last orgasm. I hadn't cum when you woke up. It feels like a big one, too. I'm afraid you are going to have to resign yourself to being fucked with a woody."

"Oh, no! Oh, horrors! Oh, woe is me! However will I cope?"

"Let's roll over. I want to be on top for this. I need to move. I have to fuck. You're about go get seriously screwed!"

I put my arms around his neck and he rolled over on top of me. I kissed his neck and wrapped my legs around his waist. When he started moving, my pussy woke up to the fact that it had a big cock in it and it started getting warm.

Bud started very slowly so I would have time to get some lubrication flowing before he started banging away. When I felt myself getting hot down there, I wriggled my ass around to try to work the walls of my pussy free of his cock. It didn't take long before I was really turned on and begging him to fuck my brains out.

He needed very little encouragement. Even before he had me loose again, he pushed very deeply into me. I could feel my insides being dragged and shoved as he fucked me. In a few minutes he was really putting his back into it. Our groins slapped together on every stroke and the impact was turning my clit into a big purple knot that electrified me on every stroke.

His aggressive attack turned me into a tigress. I clutched at him and raked my short nails across his back and ass. I locked my ankles behind his butt and pulled him to me on each stroke. Soon, he had turned into a wild animal, thrusting away at me with all his strength. I felt like I was riding a bucking bronco. It drove me to new heights of lust and I almost lost control. I did growl and put my bare teeth on his neck at one point.

The idea that I might rip his throat out if he didn't satisfy me set him off. He yanked me off the bed and rammed his cock deep into me while pushing me down onto it with his arms and hands. I squeezed him tightly and felt him empty his balls into my womb.

After a few good spurts, he ran dry and I felt my cervix jerk up and down and then clamp shut again as if swallowing his cum. He was still in the throes of his climax and he held me in his arms for a long time until we had both stopped shuddering.

He said, breathlessly, "Oh, damn! That just keeps getting better every time. You know, eventually I'm just going to cum so hard that my heart gives out and I'll die in your arms."

"Well, let's hope that it's not any time soon, OK? I'd like to do this lots more before then."

We held each other and stroked and caressed each other until we had recovered enough to try to separate. Bud slowly pulled his limp cock out and collapsed onto the bed next to me.

When his cock left my body, I felt like a part of me had been removed. I felt so empty that I almost asked him to put it back in. Instead I put my fingers into my thoroughly-fucked pussy and tried to close myself back to normal size again. I was so stretched out from having had his cock in me all night that I could have dropped a ping-pong ball in there and not hit the sides.

"What's the matter?" Bud asked, watching me finger my pussy.

"There's a Bud-sized hole in me." I said. "My pussy misses you already."

He smiled at that. He got between my legs and looked up inside me to survey the damage he had caused.

He put his mouth right up to my gaping hole and said, "Helloooooooo!" as if he expected to hear an echo.

"Stop that!" I said, aiming a playful slap at his head. He jerked away but kept looking between my legs.

"Are you proud of yourself?" I asked, holding my labia apart to give him a good view. "Look what you did to me with that donkey dick?"

Bud fell over and started laughing.

"What's so funny?" I asked.

"'Donkey dick'. It what the kids call me at school. In gym, when we shower, you know. They started calling me that. I was always bothered by it. I was ashamed."

"Stud, YOU have NOTHING to be ashamed of!"

"Yeah. When you call me that I feel good. It makes me proud. I get a kick out of it when you tell me I could severely injure farm-animals. I feel strong, virile, like a prize bull or a stallion. I feel like you must feel all day long."

"Hunh?"

"I mean, you're stronger, faster, and tougher than ten normal people. Don't you just feel super all the time?"

"To tell the truth, I don't. I don't walk around with my chest puffed out... OK, maybe I do walk around with my chest puffed out. But that's different. I don't walk around thinking about how strong I am. I don't even notice it until I exert myself. Then it's just like there's this other level of power I can tap into.

"I don't know how to explain it. It's not like it's so much easier for me to lift say, a pencil. The pencil weighs the same and feels the same to me as it would to anyone. But if I have to lift a forty pound dumbbell, it's not that much harder for me. I can feel the weight, but it isn't hard to lift it. Running and jumping is the same — I don't feel any lighter, but I can go faster and higher than..."

"Anyone else alive?"

"Let's say, 'than most people.' Mom told me that I'm not really off the scale completely, I'm just at the top end of it. It's important for me to feel like I'm still... you know — human? I don't like to think of myself as 'superhuman'. That makes me really uncomfortable."

"I guess I understand," he said. "But that's why I'm so proud of myself. For me to have done that... to you. I feel like I've measured up to your standards."

"Sam? I've brought you some coffee. Can I come in?" Neeka asked mentally from outside the door.

I turned so my wide-open pussy faced the door and called out, "Come on in."

Bud was startled when the door opened and Neeka walked in carrying a mug.

Neeka stared at the display I was putting on.

"See what this super-stud did to my poor little pussy?" I asked, pouting. "He made my little bitty hole into a great big one. I'm ruined for normal-sized men and anything smaller than a pony."

"Wow!" she said, staring. Her mouth dropped open. "He really did a job on you! I bet I could get my whole hand in there, now."

We both looked at Bud. He looked so proud he might burst any second. He lay there unselfconsciously pulling on his cock to show it off.

I took a sip of coffee. It was nice and hot. I rolled the hot liquid around in my mouth before swallowing it. Then I leaned over and kissed the head of Bud's cock. He held it up for more attention and I sucked the soft head into my mouth.

The look on his face was priceless. He didn't jerk away, but his eyes rolled up and he quit breathing for a few seconds. I felt a dollop of cum squirt out on to my tongue and I sucked his cock hard, trying to siphon more out before I let his cock slip out from between my lips.

Bud shivered as though he had had a climax.

"Oh damn!" He said, stretching out full-length on the bed. "That was intense. I think you just made me cum again."

"You lie there and recuperate," I said, standing up and shaking my finger at him. "I'm going to want some more of that later and you had better be ready to deliver, young man."

Bud laughed and then rolled over to stare at my pussy some more.

"Can I ask you something?" He said. "Where does all the cum go? Other girls always need a towel or have to run to the john."