Barely and not willingly

John was exhausted by what had just happened. Hex’s vagina was incredible but it was also too much for him. The first orgasm had been delicious but Hex didn’t stop after that despite his pleading and now is cock was badly sore. The inner chamber at the end of her vagina had a rough texture and his cock head was a bit scratched and very sore.

Now she wanted to do it again? Forget it though John, he’d need some time to rest up and recuperate if he ever wanted to do this again.

“Nah look Hex, I’m flattered but I had enough sex for one day ok?”

“What? Baby we’re just getting started with the fun, I’ve not had a cock all to myself in over 4 years and yours is delicious.”

“Yeah but you’re too rough, look look I just need some time to relax ok?”

“Sure baby why don’t you get on the bed in my cabin and I’ll help you relax”.

“Yeah fine I guess.”

John and Hex walked back to her cabin, a spacious room with a view of the outside that was currently just full of black empty space. She had a nice bed and even some token decoration. There was a mirror, standard enough looking tough John, a couch of sorts and what seemed to be a large black console with a screen and keyboard as well as some scattered objects and pieces of clothing.

Hex sat on the bed and motioned for John to sit next to her so he did. She started kissing him again and running her hand through his hair and on his torso and pushing him backwards to lay down on the bed.

She climbed on top of him and straddled him as she was gently kissing his neck and his ear then she started rubbing herself against John who was only wearing a bath towel.

He felt himself starting to get hard under the towel and Hex opened it and started touching his dick again.

John objected “you said we’d relax, I don’t want to have sex right now, I told you already.” But Hex wasn’t having it “shu shu relax honey, let it happen, it’ll feel good I promise.” She kept saying and John tried to resist a little but he found out she was much stronger than she seemed, she easily grabbed both his arms in one of her hands and raised them above his head then she used her other hand to insert his meat sword into her.

The flesh inside started rubbing and kneading him instantly and despite his previous soreness he came rather fast, he didn’t count the time but it must not have been more than a minute or so.

Once again she continued right on as if nothing had happened and John started getting hyper sensitive once his orgasm had passed. He tried to push Hex off of him but she held him in place easily.

Then he tried pleading for her to stop or at least slow down but she didn’t seem interested in listening to him right now, his cock is what she was interested in, all that she was interested in apparently.

“Nah, ahhh, please stop, it’s too much, just stop for a second Hex you’re hurting me.” Said John

“Shush boy, take it you big slut, I know you like it.” Replied Hex as she kept churning his meat in her muscular vagina.

John kept complaining and writhing under her but she seemed to rather enjoy it if anything and she kissed him deeply to shut him up after a while. Ignoring his supplications.

John used to jerk off a lot but this, this was too much, he’d already come four times and Hex showed no signs of wanting to stop or slow down, his cock was still hard and it didn’t have a chance to go soft as the stimulation was **** and constant and he was starting to feel seriously sore. He could have sworn his frenulum was starting to tear a little under the constant **** of her insides and he was on the verge of tears but still she did not care.

She did change positions a few times while keeping him inside of her, she had moved from straddling him to him being on top, locked into her powerful legs. Hex was very beautiful but even so John would have given anything to escape her deadly embrace.

When she finally let him go after her own orgasm John was crying. He looked at his cock and there was indeed a little bit of blood coming from the tip where is meatus and frenulum had been torn a little.

He was angry, angry at Hex and angry at himself for letting her to this to him but she didn’t seem to have a care in the world. She was smoking what seemed to be a cigarette and she had the gall to ask him if he would be ready to go again soon.

Damn, this wasn’t so much fun anymore for John. How could he get out of here?