Home Date 4 - Die Happy

While your mind is already far from able to resist, your body is no better. Within seconds after her command, you don't get over the hump. No, you are launched over it. Falling completely mute, your eyes fall shut and your jaw drops. Would it not be for its inaudability, your current scream would scare the entire neighborhood.

But Zoey doesn't stop, nor does she even slow down. Instead, she continues to pound you through what might very well be the most intense climax you've ever had. Your finger nails must have surely drawn blood by now, so hard are they digging into her back.

It's so intense. So unbelievably intense. So unbearably intense. So much so, it completely blurs out everything else - and not just figuratively. Your eyes start to lose focus, failing to see Zoey above you as anything more than a blurry silhouette. You can faintly hear her voice, but the sound is muffled, distorted. It seems like there's some kind of filter over all of your senses. You don't even fully realize that, in fact, Zoey has actually stopped moving.

A moment of unknown duration later, you manage to hear your name through the fog. Repeatedly. You're not sure wether the sound is just echoing in your head or if it's actually being called more than once.

"Ronya!"

Finally, the mist begins to clear.

"Ronya, are you okay?!"

"Wh-wha-?" is all you manage to mutter as your vision begins to return.

"Jesus, fuck..." Zoey curses and sits up onto her knees, about half of her erection still inside you.

"Huh, w-what?" you ask, looking up at her as your brain frantically tries to catch up.

"Shit, you okay?" she asks, visibly worried.

"I... I think, yeah." you reply, slowly regaining control over yourself. "W-what happened?"

"You fucking blacked out on me!" Zoey explains and takes off her cap to run a hand through her hair.

"Oh..." you reply, starting to comprehend the situation. "That... yeah, that makes sense..."

"Fuck, man..." sighs your lover and chuckles exhausted. "This 'die happy' shit is a joke, Ronya, for fuck's sake."

"Hehe, sorry." you giggle weakly. Her kinda unserious remark is a welcome change in tone. For a moment after, none of you say anything, just breathing and collecting yourselves.

"Man..." Zoey finally breaks the silence. "That's a new one for me."

"Really?" you ask back, genuinely a bit surprised someone of her caliber has never done this to anyone before. "You never had a girl faint?"

"Not, like, during." she says and scratches her neck. "Sometimes they pass out after but, like, sleeping."

"Hm, I see..." you hum and take a deep breath. Honestly, just falling asleep after being banged by Zoey doesn't sound far fetched at all. Pretty ideal, in fact.

"Well, guess you earned some rest." Zoey concludes and slowly pulls her cock out. When she stands up from your bed, though, you make sure to stop her.

"Noo." you object and wrap your arms around her waist from behind. With her now standing and facing away from you, you lean your head against her lower back.

"Nah, come on." objects the athletic futanari. "You need a break."

"No, I feel bad now." you pout and hug her tighter. "We don't have to fuck, but I can't leave you with blue balls."

"Ronya, I'll live." she chuckles and that was decisively not decisive enough to stop you. Therefore, your hands are quick to find their way from her stomach to her dick. It has softened a little bit, but it's still at like 80%. Can erections be measured like that? Whatever.

"I insist." you grin and with your arms wrapped around her from behind, you begin to gently stroke her shaft.

"Ugh, alright." Zoey sighs but the fact that her dick is already closing back in on the 100% undermines her attempt at ****.

"There we go." you smile and shift back to make room for her in front of you. "Come on, sit down."

Your muscular lover doesn't object any further. Instead, she lets you guide her to sit down in front of you, with her back facing you.

"You're something else, man." she sighs and leans her head back, resting it on your shoulder while you sort of hug her from behind.

"Is that good or bad?" you ask playfully, grabbing for her dick once more now that she is seated. Oh, yes. 100%.

"Bit of both." she smirks and bites her lip when you start stroking her.

"Hmm, I'll take that." you purr and give her a kiss on the cheek.

"You know, you should take is as a compliment too." you continue. "That I passed out."

"Oh really?" Zoey asks and rests her arms on your legs on either side of her.

"Mhm." you hum and nuzzle her neck. "I mean you literally made me cum too hard for my brain to handle."

"Heh, I mean I guess." she chuckles and you feel her dick twitch in your hands.

"Don't guess." you tease and rub your thumb over her tip. "I don't think I've ever cum so hard."

"Oh, so this is what we're doing now?" grins the buff futa, sounding amused but for sure just as intrigued.

"Just telling the truth." you shrug, a sly grin on your face. "What you do with this thing is just... fuck, I don't think I could ever get enough of this."

"Well, who knows, maybe you will." Zoey shrugs it off but you know she's into this.

"Never." you whisper back and really start stroking her cock now. "No one can fuck me like you do. No one."

"Hah, if you say so." she replies and it's honestly quite amusing how she keeps trying to sound nonchalant.

"And no one can make me cum like you." you add, actually getting quite into it yourself. "Only you. Only you can make me feel this good."

Zoey doesn't reply, instead just sighing and biting her lip.

"You know, I thought I knew what good sex is..." you continue, pumping both of your hands up and down her shaft and making sure to add a little twist to the motion. "But you've shown me so much more."

Zoey's eyes are closed as she keeps her head rested on your shoulder, her breathing getting a little heavier.

"Wanna know a little secret?" you whisper into her ear.

"Yeah." she breathes, a certain stain in her raspy voice.

"After last week..." you begin and plant a soft kiss on her neck. "I had to touch myself every single day, thinking about you."

"Y-yeah?" pants the tattooed tomboy while her cock throbs in your hands.

"Mhm." you purr and give her another kiss. "I just couldn't help it. And it's gonna be the same after tonight. I'll keep touching myself, wishing it was you."

"Oof, fuck..." Zoey groans and you kinda get an interesting feeling. There's something different about the way she responds to your touch. It seems like she's really just letting herself go instead of staying in control. She has shown incredible endurance before, but in these moments, you think she wanted to. But right now, she doesn't have to care.

"I really can't explain how good you feel inside me." you keep whispering to her, tightening your grip around her cock. "How amazing it is to have you stretch me open, pound me, fill me. God, it's so addictive."

Damn, had anyone told you a few weeks ago you'd talk like this - or how submissive Ronya has talked just a bit earlier, for that matter - you would've laughed. And the best thing: You're not even lying.

Honestly, it's a shame you kinda need both hands for her girth, because you'd love to run some fingers over her abs too, or fondle her breasts. Maybe when you know her ins and outs some more, you can manage with one hand only. After all, there's so much more of her body to explore.

"You just made me cum and I already want you again so bad..." you keep talking, actually not lying. "It's almost embarrassing. You got me so addicted."

"F-fuuck..." Zoey groans and digs her fingers into your thighs.

"But I don't care." you whisper and increase the pace of your strokes. "I don't care how slutty it makes me. You're just too good."

A thobbing twitch goes through her cock and her abs flex. Time for the finale.

"God, I'm so lucky." you breathe, keeping the rapid pace. "I'm so fucking lucky, that-"

"Nnnngahhh!" Zoey suddenly grunts as her dick finally erupts. This shit is like a fountain and you don't even think of stopping.

"Fuck, yes! Cum for me! Please!" you urge her on and stroke her off and her load lands absolutely everywhere. On the mattress, on her legs, on her torso, some even flies over her shoulder and hits you. Once again, it's fucking ridiculous.

"Nnngghhh..." she groans as you keep emptying her balls.

"Yes, baby!" you praise and continue jerking her off. "So much cum, holy shit!"

"Ahh, f-fuuuuhckk..." she grunts as her dick shoots a couple more ropes. When it finally dies down, half of her, about a third of your bed, and even parts of you behind her are covered in her seed.

"Wow." you pant and let go of her cock. "Geez, Zoey."

"D-damn." gasps the futa and tries to catch her breath.

"Fuck, we are a mess." you giggle and hug her frame from behind.

"That's an understatement." she chuckles and turns her head and kisses you. "But that's more your fault than mine."