Next Morning (Chrissy's POV)

(Chrissy's POV)

Bzzz Bzzz. Hmm. Oh, a text. Eddie is on his way. Cool. I guess I gotta get up. I wanted to be a bit lazier today, but I wasn't going to look like a mess with my boyfriend coming over. A shower. Making my bed and a light breakfast would be the least I could do before he got here.

It didn't take long for me to do most of my routine. I had a towel around my hair, my bed made, and was scrambling some eggs when he texted that he was here. So I hit the buzzer to let him through the gate. He had a key so he could come through the rest of the way.

Click.

"Hey killer," I said with a smile. "Food will be ready soon."

He kissed me out of nowhere, but it was kind of nice. He began squeezing my boobs.

Eddie, stop. I... tried to say? Huh? That was odd. I... hmm. I felt kind of strange. I think, but it was hard to focus, so I just kind of stopped caring as he let go of me. I guess it didn't matter. So I just kept cooking. I lost my balance suddenly as I realized he grabbed my ass and was pulling my pants down.

Eddie! I'm trying to cook! I tried to reach my lips but... I just kept scrambling the eggs. I could tell my lips didn't move. Why weren't my lips moving? Why didn't I say anything? Eddie!

He nuzzled my neck.

"You're beautiful," he whispered into my ear and bit my ear with his lips. I shivered a bit, or at least I did in my mind. "Breakfast almost ready?"

"Yeah," I said. My tone was so... dead. Like no emotions. Why! Why couldn't I say more! Did you fucking dose me with something! Even if you didn't! You should be noticing that- hmmmm. Eddie! I could feel his hand down my underwear. He may be a bit of a bastard, but I will give the bastard one thing. He really knew how to play with my ..... fuuuuck. My clit.

Looking out of the corner of my eye, I could see my expression in a mirror. I looked. Bored. Like, my breath was perhaps quick. But... beyond that? I looked bored, scrambling eggs. I put the finished ones on a plate with some toast and clicked the fire off.

"Megan, food," I said in a normal voice that seemed to be like a shout.

Eddie smiled and pulled me over to the table. It wasn't very fast, but even that was almost like dragging me. I felt like my own choices were moving through syrup. He grabbed a plate as well and put some syrup on it. Strawberries! Eddie! You know strawberries make me horny! Well, not like I wasn't already horny. I tried to think of taking them off, but like. It didn't matter. Once it was in front of me. I just began cutting up a bite.

He kissed my cheek. "So fucking hot. Sorry, I just can't stop."

You did fucking dose me! What the fuck kind of thing did he hit me with! Omg! You fucking bastard! Wait! What are you doing! He was jerking it! Hey! Stop! Don't you fucking- Her jerked off onto my eggs, toast, and strawberries. And yet... I couldn't stop eating. Ugh! Why! Why couldn't I stop? Like. It wasn't like I had never given a blowjob before, but that wasn't the same thing, you fucking asshole! He could at least ask me before we did some weird kink of his! He ducked under the table. Megan came out.

"This one mine?" she asked.

I nodded.

"Thanks, Chrissy. You are the best. I don't know what I would do without you," she said, putting ketchup on her eggs and eating hers while standing up.

Eddie! No! Aaaaa. He was licking me under the table. I don't know what's worse... the fact... I knew my face was betraying nothing, so I was probably ...... I'm already coming! Fuck me. He isn't stopping! Eddie stop! I didn't know if it was worse that I was doing this while she didn't know or that he was making me cum in front of my friend while eating his jizz off my own breakfast. Ugh. I don't know what was worse, that I wasn't grossed out or that I found this slightly hot. But I sure as hell wasn't going to give him the satisfaction when he didn't ask me!

"You okay?" Megan asked.

I nodded. Was that all I was allowed to do?

"You sure? You are kind of flushed?"

No fucking shit I am flushed.... I'm.... he fucking Eddie is making me.... he's making me cum again already. Ngggmnnngh. I could feel a slight bit of a moan leak out, but she didn't seem to notice, at least not yet.

"I feel a bit warm, I guess," I said. I just kept slowly cutting my breakfast, slowly pushing more of it down my throat. I wouldn't even reach for water unless it seemed I needed it. What kind of fantasy magic drug did he dose me with? It was like nothing about anything made sense anymore.

"If you say so. Not like you to be so quiet," Megan said.

Yes! Of course she would know. Now go! Get help. Get help, be..... fuck Eddie. I mean.... your skill with your tongue was something I loved about you, but this just doesn't make sense. How... how. My body shouldn't be... be able to... come this many times... I felt like I was going crazy.

"You sure something isn't wrong?"

"Going... a bit crazy," I said with a half-moan.

"Huh?" she asked.

I finished my breakfast and just leaned forward and rested my head on the table. The cold table felt nice. I.... "Table feels good." Eddie finally stopped. Fucking mercy at long last.

Megan's eyes seemed to glaze over... hmm, that can't be good. I fell asleep.