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Chapter 4 by hyperlax700 hyperlax700

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Later

You must have fallen asleep because you wake up in bed later in the evening. Looking around Carrie is no where to be see, but you hear sounds from the TV in the other room. throw your legs off the side of the bed and feel your tits sway as you move. My god you are really Carrie now. You have no idea how long you have been out but it cant be that long. The bed is still damp, and as you stand up you feel a squirt of cum push out and run down your inner thigh.

You look at your self in the mirror, or Carrie in the mirror. It is surreal to be standing here as her. You grab a towel from the floor and wipe away the sex from your crotch and thigh. In the closet you take some of Carries underwear and lounge wear to put on. Once dressed you step into the apartment and find yourself sitting on the couch watching tv.

Carrie looks up at you as give you a wide grin. "Hey there beautiful".

Your stomach flutters at her comment, and you move over and sit down next to her. "How was it?" she asks. You feel you cheeks flush. Your fresh panties already wetting from the juices still leaking out of you as you move. "It was pretty amazing" you mumble. You are all giddy on the inside, still feeling the effects just thinking about it. "Did you like it?" You ask.

"It was fucking amazing. I have taken pills before but never cum that hard before." Carrie leans in an kisses you. Gently, then slowly you part your lips letting her in. Your heart beats faster. Her hand goes to your neck and hold you there as the two of you continue making out on the couch. A hand squeezes your breasts and you gasp slightly still not used to how sensitive they are.

Your own hands begin to roam across his chest and down towards his crotch. You feel it clearly. His cock is rock hard again. Your own body, but yet not right now. On a normal day you know your refactor time would be longer, but clearly he is ready to go again. You fumble with the button on his jeans, and he takes the hint. Quickly his jeans and underwear are down and you take the cock in your hand. If feels so familiar yet different. This is your cock. You know every bit of it, but in your girl hands it feels so much bigger than you are used to. Carrie is still kissing you, pinching your nipples. You moan into her at her pinch and then before she knows it you drop to the floor in front her.

Fueled by arousal you lean forward and take the cock in your mouth. Carrie had amazing blowjob skills. You doubt you will be as good, but the feel of it in your mouth sends shivers down your spin and you feel the quiver of excitement and the rush of blood pulsing through you. Your labia is almost thumping with the blood flow.

Deeper and deeper you push forcing yourself to the limit. You expect it to be more difficult than it is and before you even realize you are swallowing the whole thing in a sloppy deep throat. Carries body seemingly has no gag reflex.

"Holy shit baby" She grumbles "You are doing fucking great". You go faster fucking your throat. Spittle and saliva running down. Your hands are fondling her balls. Grunts and moans pick up, and then suddenly her hands grab your head. You try pulling back but are pushed down. Cock **** deep and you feel it twitch as it unloads straight down your throat. You can't breath. You try to move back again but she holds you firm. Seconds seem to drag on as your body becomes **** for air, and then.. *gasp* You inhale as you are finally released.

Tears run down your face as you cough, taking in large gulps of air. "What the fuck!" you exclaim.

"That was incredible." She smiles. "I have never been on the receiving end of a deep throat before".

"You nearly killed me!" You cry. Her mirthful expression shifts, as she now sees that you are actually upset. "What?" she asks.

"I was not prepared for that! You might have asked to cum down my throat before **** me with your cock!"

"Sorry, I was just so caught in the moment" she shrugs. Even though she said sorry, you get the feeling she isn't really.

She looks down at her shrinking cock, a surprising amount of cum is still oozing forth. "Wanna clean me up?" She asks nodding towards her crotch. Having almost been choked out less than a minute ago you do not really feel like it, but just as you are about to refuse you think back to all the times she have done it for you. You are both enjoying the experience, you think and she just got a little carried away. You have done that to here before, and she did not complain then. She took it and then cleaned you off after. You say nothing but move forward again and take the oozing cock back in you mouth. You suckle more now than before, and the warm cum flows from it.

Jezz, there is so much of it. This is easily as much as you cum normally, and she just shoot what must be two or three times this down your throat.

With it now rolling over your tongue, you taste it. It is not at all unpleasant. It has a warm sweet taste that is actually quite arousing. You loose yourself in the moment and keep suckling at her pipe far longer than you need to. Eventually you manage to pull yourself away and she tucks it back in her pants. You sit down next to here, waiting for here to make a move but nothing comes. Instead she watches TV then after a while falls asleep. You are a little upset that she did not offer anything in return or made any move after that, but as you think more about is you realize you might have done the same. All those times she sucked you off and you just ended up falling asleep.

When this is over, you promise yourself that you will remember this. You feel all hot and bothered now, and decide to busy yourself to distract from the feeling. You begin clearing up the kitchen, and then move on to the bedroom gathering up laundry.

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