CHAPTER 53

Ryan wanted a dramatic reaction, and he expected to hear Monica's screams and wails as he plowed deeply into her, but in fact he only made it about an inch, perhaps two after he kept pushing and pushing. The problem was the widest part of the crown of his cockhead, which simply refused to go in.

At least Monica did scream her head off quite a lot, though more from the mere fact he was actually starting to attempt to fuck her than a reaction to the physical sensations. She gripped the edge of the bed as best she could and tried hard to push back. But even with that help, he wasn't making any headway after his relatively easy initial success.

He decided to pause his pushing and regroup. He thought, Fuuuuuccck! I forgot all about her being extra tight due to her being shorter and smaller. I guess that must be true because her cunt is definitely tighter than Kate's or Erin's. I thought I'd learned my lesson with them and I was going to get it over with quickly by using lots of force. But I'm stuck! Shit! This could end up being a prolonged ordeal.

His thrust took Kate, Erin, and Jordan by surprise. They had to pull their heads and hands back from his boner, not knowing how successful he'd be. But when they saw he was stuck without going very far into her at all, they immediately resumed their licking and stroking. However, they kept their heads further away from his cockhead, just in case he made another sudden movement deeper into Monica.

Kate announced the obvious: "Monica, he's in you! Not by much, but it has begun!"

"I know!" Monica screamed. "God, do I know!" So far she wasn't in much pain and was screaming more from excitement. But his thickness hadn't really entered her yet.

Kate added, "And think about what he said: that's his answer about condoms, thrusting into you bareback! That means that's his policy! He's gonna fuck us all bareback, every time!"

Erin cheered as she switched to licking his balls, "Fuck condoms!"

More cries of "Fuck condoms!" arose from the other girls, including Monica, who was the loudest of all.

He thought, Jesus H. Christ! These girls are serious about sex!

But he didn't have more time to think, because Monica cried out, "Girls, help me! He's stuck! I don't mind the pain. Help him push in, violently if he must! Just DO IT!"

With that, Kate and Erin repositioned. Given the way Jordan was positioned, there was nothing she could do to help. But Kate and Erin abandoned his boner altogether and put their hands on his back, and especially his ass.

Then Kate, assuming her usual leadership role, became coordinator. "Okay, honey, on the count of three we'll all go forward. You heard what Monica said, so don't hold back! Okay?"

He grunted affirmatively.

Kate yelled, "ONE! TWO! THREE!"

Ryan pushed forward again, with even more force this time. He didn't like this "battering ram" method, but with Monica being so tight he suspected it might be the only way.

He was surprised how much the assistance of Kate's and Erin's hands actually helped. Had he just been kneeling there with nothing in front of him, he would have toppled over from their well coordinated shoving. With their added effort, he could feel the widest part of his cockhead sliding in.

Then Monica's screaming began. It wasn't the mere lusty screaming from the sheer excitement of the moment that she'd been doing already, but screaming from genuine physical pain. It sounded quite different, and much more urgent. Monica was suffering.

Ryan immediately stopped, grateful that all of his cockhead was inside her. He didn't dare push further in, but he also figured it wasn't good to pull back. He was stuck like that.

The other girls all immediately had the same fear that one or more strangers would come running and demand an explanation. Monica had been screaming very loudly already, but this new pained screaming was probably twice as loud as that. Worse, one could hear the pain in her voice.

Happily, her pain rapidly decreased once his boner stopped pushing in. The hurt was still there, but it wasn't overwhelming. After about a minute, Monica was able to recover enough to stop screaming altogether. However, she was breathing hard and tears were streaming down her face. She yelled, "FUCK! That hurts!"

Ryan didn't know what to do. He definitely didn't want to hurt her, and he'd heard that extra large penises like his could cause tearing and bleeding in some extreme cases. He earnestly asked her, "Do you want me to pull out?!"

Monica lifted her head and made a feeble effort to reach for him. "NO! DON'T! That'll be worse!"

Kate and Erin were still holding his shaft and balls, but nothing more, since they were in crisis mode. Kate urgently told him, "Just stay as you are! She needs time to adjust. We can make this work.

Nobody panic!"

Ryan wasn't panicking, but he was starting to seriously worry. Shit! What if I'm simply too thick for her?! Forever?! It happens sometimes. And if that's true, I could be too thick for Jordan too. She's the exact same size. Fuck, fuck, fuck!

Just then, there was a loud pounding on the door. That was quickly followed by a voice, "Monica! Is that you?! Are you okay?!"

Everyone recognized the voice as belonging to Brandy. That was a big relief, since she knew about their situation and was on their side.

Monica managed to shout, "I'm okay!"

Kate nodded to Erin, indicating Erin should go deal with it. Kate knew Monica's shout wasn't going to be nearly enough to satisfy Brandy, and she wanted to stay and comfort Monica.

Some quick repositioning ensued. Erin got up and rushed to the door. Kate also got up, getting on the bed and scooting close to Monica's head. That left Jordan lying directly under Ryan, with her body still between her legs. She'd started regretting that awkward position, so she scooted back through his legs and got on her knees. Then she reappeared at his side, cuddled into him, and regripped his shaft. She figured that with Kate and Erin out of range, it was up to her to help with it.

Erin got to the door, enabling her to speak through it with a normal voice. "Brandy, remember how we said there might be some loud screaming later? Well, it's happening! He's finally, um... you know."

Brandy knew from what she'd been told earlier. She understood Erin didn't want to be too explicit talking through the door about him fucking Monica. But she asked to confirm, "He's starting to fuck her?"

"He is."

Brandy asked, "Can I come in? Quick! I'm naked!"

"Naked?!" Erin couldn't help but picture the beautiful Brandy without a stitch of clothing. She was still extremely horny despite the crisis.

Brandy explained, "I thought someone was seriously hurt or even dying! Please, quick, or I'll have to leave!"

Erin opened the door a bit, and Brandy rushed through it.

Ryan glanced over and sucked in his breath as he caught a glimpse of Brandy's nude body. Dammit! She's a total hottie, as if I didn't know that already. A Kappa third floor babe all the way. Why does she have to be lesbian?!

But before the door closed, there was another shout from the hallway. "Me too!"

With the door still partially opened, Erin peeked her head through to see who had said that. She saw Nancy in a short pink nightie rushing right at her. Sighing, she opened the door again and let Nancy in as well. Then she closed the door all the way.

Erin didn't get time to say a word to Nancy, because Brandy was rushing further into the room. Brandy was practically doubled over and clutching her privates in an attempt to hide her nudity. She exclaimed, "Quick, where are one of those robes?! I need a robe!"

Erin didn't need to do anything, because there were robes on the floor here and there from where they'd been last used. Brandy went to the nearest one and immediately started putting it on. Erin was disappointed Brandy didn't stay naked, but she figured it couldn't be helped.

Ryan also took a moment to check out Nancy in her nightie. I'm so bad. I shouldn't be looking at her, especially while my dick is getting all this stimulation. Of course, she's third floor worthy too. Maybe though it's a good thing she and Brandy are off limits. Four girls as sexual and energetic as they are will totally run me ragged!

Heedless of her own nudity, Erin turned back to Nancy, who lingered near the door.

Nancy explained, "I heard all that, and I had to come too! It sounded like she just got impaled by a spear! I had to make sure everything's okay!"

Erin couldn't help but smirk a little at that. "Actually, she IS being impaled by a spear, Ryan's spear. That's the problem. He's too thick."

Nancy's face was full of concern. "Then he has to stop!" She looked past Erin and deeper into the room, where Monica's bed could be seen.

Erin sighed. "You might as well come in, but there's no turning back now. The thickest part of his erection is already in her and it would be worse if he tries to pull out."

Brandy and Nancy stared with fascination at the sex scene before them while they walked towards the bed with Erin. Monica still lay on her bed with her ass near the edge and her feet on the floor. Ryan was kneeling between her wide open legs, holding onto her thighs. His cockhead was swallowed up inside her, which was quite a sight.

Kate was lying next to Monica and holding one of her hands. She was whispering words of encouragement with a soothing voice.

Jordan was kneeling to the left side of Ryan and actively stroking the five or so inches of his shaft still outside of Monica. Not only did she refuse to stop despite the two skeptical arrivals, she fondled it even more possessively, as if she was worried they were going to try to replace her hands with their own.

Monica lifted her head briefly to observe Nancy and Brandy. She dropped her head back on a pillow

and groaned unhappily. "Sorry for the screaming. I'm better now. I'm fine. Really!"

Brandy spoke as she walked closer. "That may be, but I couldn't just stay in my room. I figure we're all friends now, all part of a team. I don't want to be a pervy voyeur, but I couldn't just lie in bed tossing and turning, worrying that you were getting torn apart by The Beast!"

Nancy looked even more concerned. "Me too! Is this consensual? Monica, if it hurts too much, just say so! You don't have to go through with this just to prove some kind of point."

Monica groaned in frustration. She appreciated their concern but she also was annoyed. She felt their arrival was spoiling the mood and the momentum. She said, "Thanks for looking after me. I really appreciate that. But I'm just fine, and I WANT this. In fact, there's nothing I want more!"

Erin hurried the rest of the way forward and knelt next to Ryan, on the side of him not already occupied by Jordan.

Nancy shyly edged forward, staying just behind Brandy. She exclaimed, "You don't look fine! You're crying! Your face is contorted in pain!"

Monica tried to put on a brave face. "Okay, I'm in some pain, I'll admit, but it's to be expected. I know it's gonna get a lot better. Please don't meddle."

Kate turned to the new arrivals and said, "I also am really glad you're here. It shows we ARE a team and we've got each other's backs. The Third Floor Club! But this is a false alarm and there's absolutely nothing to worry about. We warned you there would be a lot of screaming. He fucked me earlier, and then Erin. We screamed our heads off too! It hurt a hell of a lot, I must admit. But then the pleasure took over and soon it was the best feeling ever! I swear, it was life-changing, it was that great. Monica just needs a few minutes for her body to adjust. We're already past the worst part."

Nancy put her hands on the sides of her face as she stared where Ryan and Monica were joined. "I don't know. This seems traumatic. He's too big and she's too small. It'll never work!"

Kate wanted to stay where she was and continue comforting Monica, but she realized she needed to do some damage control to prevent the two newcomers from ruining things. So she got up from the bed she'd only recently gotten on, and stood with Brandy and Nancy.

She put a hand on their shoulders confidentially, and spoke in a low voice. "Okay, here's the deal. Brandy, since you're a lesbian, I worry you won't be able to relate to her pleasure and you'll only fret about her pain. And Nancy, given your own sexual trauma, it'll be easy for you to see her struggling and think that she's being traumatized. But this is an entirely different thing, a consensual thing."

She continued in a no-nonsense tone, "You can stay if you want, but there have to be some rules. Comfort and encourage Monica all you want, but don't try to stop this! Don't try to talk her out of continuing. Don't act on your own. If you feel like things are getting too much for you to bear, talk to me or Erin first. Understand?"

Brandy and Nancy both nodded. Nancy, knowing that she was being especially scrutinized, said, "Don't worry, I'll be good. Of course I know she's not being raped. But I kind of need to see it with my own eyes. If I was in bed in my room and only hearing her screaming, my imagination would run wild and I'd fear the worst. I would toss and turn, almost like I was reliving the horror. If I'm here, it's like how turning a light on chases the imaginary monsters lurking in the darkness away."

Brandy said, "It's kind of the same for me. Sure, it's quiet now, but those screams of hers were bloodcurdling. I'm surprised the whole sorority didn't come running!"

Kate replied, "I get it. Thank God for thick walls and thicker floors, plus most everyone being down at the party. Here's the plan. I advise you two to get on the bed and comfort Monica. Hold her hand, stroke

her hair, and tell her that everything is gonna be okay. I had been doing that already, but it's something you two can do."

Brandy and Nancy nodded again. Then Brandy asked Kate, "What are you going to do?"

"I'll be helping where the action is, giving encouragement and helping him to push in. And, I know you probably won't understand our ways, but I'll be helping to stroke his erection. The four of us are bound together by our lust for his cock. It's kind of symbolic if we all hold it as he keeps pushing it in."

Nancy's face soured. "Uh. Whatever. Count me out of THAT!" She had been very aroused by what she'd seen before, but that mood had passed. Currently, she was only interested in helping Monica from having something bad happen to her.

Brandy was of a similar mindset, though she certainly secretly relished getting to see the other girls completely nude some more.

Brandy and Nancy got on the bed and laid on either side of Monica. Each of them took a hold of one of Monica's hands and they both muttered words of encouragement. They also wiped the tears from her face and soothingly stroked her hair. They avoided touching any other part of her body though, since they were trying to be non-sexual and she was completely naked.

Seeing that the situation was apparently taken care of, Kate wanted to return to kneeling at Ryan's side. However, she was miffed to realize that Jordan had taken the spot on one side of him and Erin had taken the other. She didn't want to lie face down underneath him as Jordan had been, so instead she knelt directly behind him with her chin resting on one of his shoulders and her huge tits pressed into his back. That gave her a great view of the action while allowing her to coo sweet nothings in his ear.

She reached both arms around him and brought her hands to his crotch. There were only about five inches of his erection left to fondle and Jordan and Erin were already busy doing that, so she fondled his balls instead. That was fine with her since she enjoyed doing that too.

Once everyone was settled in their new positions, Kate muttered to Ryan's ear, "Crisis averted. I like this better anyway, so the three of us can resume contact with your cock and balls. That said, the interruption has given Mon a couple of minutes to adjust. Don't you think you should resume pushing in?"

He muttered back, "Should I? I'm not sure. I've kind of lost my confidence. I'd pull out if I could. What if Nancy is right and I'm just too big and Monica is too small?"

Knowing that Monica hadn't heard their quiet words, Kate asked him, "Why don't we ask her?" Then, in a much louder voice, she asked, "Mon, can you hear me?"

"Of course," Monica replied. "I'm lying here with my eyes closed, but I'm not dead." "How are you doing?"

"Much better, thanks. As long as The Beast stays still, it's not bad at all. I have a feeling of incredible fullness, but I can cope with that."

"Good," Kate said. "Do you think you could handle it if he resumes thrusting in?"

Monica paused before answering, since she was carefully thinking it over. She was determined to make this a success, but she wondered if her body needed more time to adjust to his size.

Nancy stepped into the silence to say, "Monica, please! Be careful! He could permanently injure you with that thing!"

Monica squeezed Nancy's hand. "Thanks for your concern, but I'm a big girl. Don't try to discourage

me; help give me the strength to get through it!"

Nancy said, "Even if you do, what then? You'll still have the same problem next time. I don't want to hear you screaming like a murder victim every time he pokes his billy club into you. I didn't sign up for that when I said I was okay with all this."

Monica responded, "Don't worry; it's just this first time that's the worst. Each time after will get better as my pussy adjusts to his size. Before long, his cock and my pussy will make a perfect fit and he'll be able to fuck me with wild abandon!"

Seeing that Nancy was looking doubtful, Brandy said, "I think she's got a point. I'm a lesbian, and even I know that much. Her body will adjust if they don't wait too long between sessions. In fact, I'll bet she's already adjusted a lot in the past few minutes. So let's do as she wants and try to be supportive, okay?"

Nancy sighed, but said, "Okay."

Monica then raised herself up some, propping her upper body up by her elbows so she could make eye contact with Ryan. She said, "Good. Now that we're all on the same page, let's do this!"

Ryan looked back at her with worry in his eyes. "Are you sure? 100% sure?"

"Absolutely! I know it's gonna get loud and difficult, but I can handle it. If anyone here can't handle the heat, then get out of the kitchen!" She looked at Nancy and then at Brandy as she said that. Then she looked at Ryan again. "Do it! What are you waiting for?! DO IT!"

"Okay, if you say so. Here we go!" He gathered his resolve and then resumed pushing in.

As Monica felt his cockhead sliding in deeper, she immediately cried out, "¡Oh, Dios mío! ¡Santa Madre de Dios!" ("Oh, my God! Holy Mother of God!")

Ryan was erring on the side of caution, so he stopped again after pushing just a little.

Nancy looked across Monica's body and gave Brandy a worried look. "I don't speak Spanish. What did she just say?! It sounds bad!"

Brandy shrugged. "I don't either."

In fact, nobody in the room spoke any Spanish at all except for Monica. But Erin raised her head from her cock stroking efforts and lied, "I do! Don't worry, it's not bad at all. She said, 'Oh, so big! I love how big and thick it is!'"

Monica couldn't resist laughing, since she knew how wrong that was. She lifted her head enough to give Erin a furtive wink. Then she said, "That's right! I'm loving how thick it is! Ryan, what are you stopping for? Keep pushing!"

Ryan hadn't noticed the wink and he assumed Erin and Monica were being truthful. Feeling encouraged, he resumed pushing, and with much more force this time.

Monica couldn't help herself, and screamed out, "¡Señor, oh, Señor! ¡Protégeme de La Bestia!" ("Lord, oh Lord! Protect me from The Beast!")

Then there was silence, not counting the heavy breathing all around. Ryan had made it in another inch, but now he was getting to the middle of his shaft, which was just as wide as the widest part of his cockhead's crown. He wanted to gauge how things were going.

All eyes turned to Erin for a translation, except for Monica, who had her head back on a pillow.

Erin lied, "It's still all good. She just said, 'Lover! Lover, I love your Beast so much. It's the very best!"

Brandy raised a curious eyebrow. "Really? The number of words don't seem to match."

Erin just smiled. "That's how it is with translations sometimes. One word could be a whole sentence. Isn't that right, Monica?"

Monica grunted affirmatively. She was liking this situation. She could find some emotional release while saying her real feelings in Spanish, which she knew she tended to do the more her strong feelings came to the surface. Erin's false translations would help assure the skittish others that there was nothing to worry about. Plus, she was finding Erin's made-up translations amusing.

Mostly, she just wanted to get through this difficult part so she could get to the total ecstasy part. She was still feeling a lot more pain than pleasure, but she could feel her pussy walls had adjusted a lot to his size already. She was confident it would get much, much better after he was completely sheathed inside her.

So she said, "Ryan, what are you waiting for? ¡Deprisa! That means 'Hurry up!'"

Emboldened, he pushed in much harder. It was a long, slow thrust, and Kate, Erin, and Jordan helped with hands on his back and ass. Progress was slower than pouring molasses, but he could gradually sense the thickest part of his shaft entering the passionate Latina.

Monica was trying hard not to scream out, because she didn't want to give Brandy or especially Nancy any ammunition to claim the fucking needed to stop. She gritted her teeth and shut her eyes tightly, and managed to keep quiet for a few long moments.

But then it became too much and she screamed at the top of her lungs, "THICK! TOO THICK! ¡Oh, Dios mío! ¡La Bestia es demasiado grande! UNNNGH! ¡Este hombre va a ser mi fín!" ("Oh, my God! The Beast is too big! UNNNGH! This man is going to be the end of me!")

But Ryan was more determined to keep going this time. He could tell things were much, much better than when he'd first entered her and she'd let out her prolonged "bloodcurdling" screams. He really wanted to get past the worst part, and he could sense they were almost there.

With one more strong push, the thickest mid-section of his shaft made it through. Suddenly he was able to slide the last two or three inches until he was fully impaled in her.

Monica nearly lost her restraint with that great push, and she screamed incoherently for a little bit.

Kate, Erin, and Jordan all still had one hand on his shaft, more symbolically touching it than stroking it because there wasn't much left. With that final push of his, they had to let go of it altogether.

Nancy and Brandy sat up on either side of Monica, grimly gritting their teeth and clutching her hands. They were at a loss over how to help her any more, and just hoped and wished for her suffering to end soon.

Finally, Monica stopped her screaming and triumphantly yelled, "¡Gracias a Dios! ¡Alabado sea el Señor! ¡Si! ¡Si! ¡Si! It is done!" ("Thank God! Praise the Lord! Yes! Yes! Yes! It is done!")

Then she simply lay there with her eyes closed and a weary but big smile on her face. Her breasts heaved up and down on her chest as she panted hard.

Nancy turned to Erin and urgently asked, "What did she say that time?!"

Too much had happened at once for Erin to fake translate Monica's previous and more anguished outburst, so she just tried to make something up for the more recent one. "Um, she's overjoyed! She says it feels so good. Such a joy. The Lord be praised. Yes, yes, yes. He's all the way in me."

Despite everything, Monica started laughing.

Brandy saw that fresh tears were streaming down Monica's face. While still clenching one of Monica's hands, she used her free hand to try to wipe away the tears. (Nancy did the same on the other side.) Brandy asked her, "What's so funny?"

It took a little bit for Monica to recover her breathing, but she finally managed to answer, "I'm just amused that she almost got some of it right that time. You see, Erin doesn't speak any more Spanish than you do!"

That led to some hearty laughs all around.

Erin griped, "Awww, why did you have to tell her that? I was enjoying being bilingual."

Nancy stared searchingly into Monica's face while leaning over her. She alone was too worried (and miffed) to be amused. "Then how are you feeling really?!"

Monica managed another smile as she searched her feelings. "I'm fine. I'll live." Realizing Nancy might take that the wrong way, she clarified, "Yeah, it hurt a lot at times, but it's done and he's all the way in me. It's what I want! It'll only get better from here."

Nancy nodded, but still worried, "What if it doesn't?"

Surprisingly, Jordan spoke up. "Nancy, don't be such a downer. She's not you. It clearly IS what she wants, so please be happy for her."

Nancy sighed. "Sorry. This is really difficult for me. I shouldn't be here, but I would be in worse shape hearing your screams from my room." She ran a hand gently through Monica's hair. "I consider myself your friend now, and I don't want to see you suffer. Can you at least tell me you're feeling more pleasure than pain?"

Monica searched her feelings some more, focusing on the sensations inside her pussy. She realized that most of the joy she was experiencing was purely mental, based on euphoria from the fact that Ryan was finally, actually fucking her for the first time. She was still too unconformable from her vagina being stretched to feel much physical pleasure at all.

She assumed it would get a lot better once he began thrusting in and out. But in the meantime, rather than directly answer Nancy, she focused on her positive thoughts. With her eyes closed, her smile grew and grew until she was beaming like the Sun. "Hey, everybody! You know what? Ryan, now that you're all the way in me, it's official! I'm one of your personal sluts!"

That caused a big celebratory reaction from everyone but Nancy and Brandy. Ryan's mind was blown all over again, and he stared at where his cock disappeared into Monica with his mouth agape. Kate, Erin, and Jordan squealed and cheered like Monica had just announced she'd won a multi-million dollar lottery.

Kate came out from behind his back and leaned forward over the bed enough to tap on Monica just below her breasts. That caused Monica to open her eyes, allowing Kate to make eye contact. Kate exclaimed, "Congratulations! This is HUGE! If what we talked about before will all come true, this is kind of like your wedding announcement! He OWNS you now! You belong to him!"

"I know!" Monica's face had never gone completely dry, despite lots of wiping from Nancy and Brandy, and now she was crying even more than before, but these were unabashed tears of joy. It's crazy! What will my parents think if they ever find out?! But it's what I want. I think I'm in lust AND in love!

Erin also excitedly leaned forward over the bed to make eye contact. She ran a hand up the other side of Monica's body. "Yeah, congratulations! We're all gonna have such fun together. I'm so happy for you! Any regrets though?"

"Yeah, lots!" Monica laughed, because that was true but she didn't really care at this point. "But so the fuck what? I can feel it deep in my heart that this is what I want!"

Erin tried to squeeze Monica's hand nearest to her, even though Brandy was still holding it. "That's good to hear! That means we're going to be a team, enslaved in endless ecstasy!"

Nancy let go of Monica's hand and slapped her own face. "Ugh! Brandy, did you hear all that? Does that make any sense to you?!"

Brandy replied, "No, but who are we to judge? The main question is, will this make them happy? Only time will tell."

Nancy griped, "But they only just met him THIS EVENING! And there's FOUR of them! This is madness!" She sighed heavily.

Then, realizing that she was spoiling the group's euphoric mood, she tried to be more diplomatic. She took Monica's hand again and squeezed it encouragingly. "Don't listen to me. If it's what you really want, then you should go for it. I guess." She forced a smile, but she felt like she was in a Twilight Zone episode.

Jordan was just as happy for Monica as Kate and Erin were. She also leaned forward over the bed, and said, "Hey, Monica, you know what else? This proves that he can fit inside you, which means he'll be able to fuck you at will! You'll adjust to him more and more until your pussy is a perfect fit! You'll never have to suffer like this again!"

That idea really perked Monica up. Her entire body wiggled and writhed in anticipation. "Ryan! Master! What are you waiting for?! Fuck me! Fuck me good! Plow me, in and out! Ram me! DEEP!"

Like the three girls at his sides, he leaned forward to make eye contact. "Are you sure?!"

"Hell yeah! What are you waiting for?! Show no mercy! ¡Vamos! ¡Ándale! ¡Ándale!" ("Let's go! Go on! Go on!")

Ryan was exultant, almost out of his mind with arousal and joy. Tears of joy leaked down his face too, because he felt as if all of his wildest dreams had come true. He yelled, "My hot pepper!"

Monica unexpectedly had a small orgasm despite not feeling much physical pleasure yet. She was rapturous over everything that was happening, and hearing him call her "hot pepper" was too much for her to take.