Round 2, Eliza wasn't done with him yet.

Eliza laid on top of Jason, both panting heavily. She could still feel the hard dick sitting inside of her, pushing out against her walls. It was actually a pleasant feeling to feel so full, Jason's arms holding her was also a nice touch. The two of them stayed that for a moment, each basking in their own post orgasm euphoria. Eliza is the first one to move, lifting her ass up. This caused Jason's half flaccid dick to flop down, a small puddle of seed oozing out of her as the blockage was removed. The feeling of it dripping out of her was something that Eliza was unsure if she'd ever get used to, not exactly a bad feeling but just a weird one. While Eliza was the first to move, Jason was the first to speak.

"Jesus Christ Eliza." He said in between heavy breaths.

"How was it? Better than last time?"

"Better than last time? I don't think I can move." Eliza smirked, giving him another kiss. She migrated from his lips to his neck, Jason's head craning to the side. After what was most certainly going to become a hicky, Eliza sat up on top of Jason. She could feel the wet slickness of his semen as she sat, but she cleaned that up with a wave of her hand. "Man, those powers are convenient, aren't they?"

"More than you know." She paused, doing her best not to giggle at Jason. "You're staring at them you know." He blinked a couple times, as if his mind was released from the hypnosis of her breasts.

"Oh, um...sorry."

"Don't be sorry, I told you, I gave you permission to touch them. That still applies even now." After a moment Jason let out a sly smile. Before Eliza could decipher the meaning, Jason lurched up. "Eep!" Eliza yelped as she fell backwards onto the bed, Jason swiftly moving on top to be the one straddling her. "Oh my god, when did you get so bold?" Jason simply smiled as a response. She returned the gesture, lifting her arms above her head as a sign of defeat and of welcoming. He doesn't waste any time, his hands clutching onto her chest.

This time around however Jason seemed to have more control, more purpose to his movements now that the shock of all had worn off. His fingers rummaged around each tit, squeezing and kneading them continuously. He was a little unpracticed at the motions, a couple of times causing the slightest amount of pain, but it definitely felt better than before as a whole. Her nipples were also brought into focus more this time around, him purposely flicking it between his fingers as he continued the massage. It sent tiny jolts of arousal throughout her body which started to make her become hot and bothered again. She squirmed her hips underneath him as she let out a subdued moan.

Jason noticed her wriggling underneath him, laying down beside her and leaning in for a kiss. She happily accepted it, leaning into his lips. As they kissed she felt his hand leave her chest, slowly moving down towards her hips. His hand stopped as it reached her lower stomach. He pulled away from the kiss as well.

"Um...can I-" Eliza rolled her eyes, interrupting him.

"Jason, you don't need to ask. You can do whatever it is you want with me, I'm your plaything." He nodded his head ever so slightly, his hand continuing downwards. Eliza grabbed the back of his head and pulled him into another kiss as his hand reached the folds of her entrance. Jason glided his fingers up and down the length of her lips, circling the outside in an almost teasing manner. Pressing his finger lightly into her folds, her lips gladly accepted him in as it tried to swallow him whole. Eliza moaned into Jason's mouth as his finger prodded around inside of her. He dragged his finger against her inner wall, sending spasms of pleasure throughout her entire lower body.

He fumbled around a little bit before his finger found her sensitive bean, causing her hips to jerk. Taking this as a confirmation, he began grinding his finger against her most sensitive place. Side to side, up and down, he tortured the poor thing with stimulation, and Eliza was feeling every bit of it. Her hips jerked on their own as he continued the onslaught, Eliza holding her mouth agape as grunts and moans came out. If there was anything that came out positive with his gaming habits, it was his finger endurance, his hand not slowing down one bit as Eliza felt herself building towards climax. Her own hand latched onto her nipple, tormenting it in a similar fashion as she was about to be pushed over the edge. Jason still didn't slow, as a matter of fact he began to speed up even faster.

That became the tipping point as her muscles clenched up, sending her down the orgasmic spiral once more. Her hips shook and her back arched as wave after wave of explosive pleasure coursed through her body. Even then Jason didn't slow, vigorously assaulting her clit much longer than she was ever able to do. It caused her spasms to last longer, almost melting her brain into mush when Jason finally ceased his onslaught of her clit.

Eliza's chest was heaving once it was all said and done. Jason guided her head to the side, pressing his lips to hers as they shared yet another kiss. She felt a hand run down the back of her head, sending chills throughout her spine as the two traded saliva. Eliza wasn't sure how long the kiss lasted, her brain still fried from cumming. Once Jason finally back away was Eliza's mind able to form a coherent thought. The problem was it was still thinking about sex. Even after riding him to climax, even after him assaulting her clit, she still wasn't satisfied. Eliza still wanted more, she needed more. She wanted to feel him inside of her again, he wanted him to rail her until she couldn't walk.

"Jason, I don't know what's taken over me but I need more. I need something inside of me, I need you." The desperation in her voice was apparent to Jason, but he was unsure he'd be able to meet those demands. He looked down at his dick, it still limp even after watching Eliza cum in front of him.

"I don't think I can get it up again, I am a guy after all. We are one and done." Eliza wasn't satisfied with that answer, pushing him onto his back as she hovered over his flaccid member.

"You seem to forget who you're talking to." She clutched his limp dick, concentrating her aura into the palm of her hand. Three strokes was all it took. Each time her hand stroked from base to head his cock stiffened, coming back from the dead and stood at attention. She was thankful that it had actually worked, not wanting to experience the embarrassment of failure after such confident words.

"Holy shit, I've never felt it this hard before. It actually almost hurts." Eliza bit her lip as she saw his erect shaft, seeing it pulsate each each of his heartbeats. She then crawled onto all fours, raising her ass and presenting it to the rock hard Jason.

"Well then, I know of a way we can fix that." She wiggled her ass in front of his face, which gave her the desired affect. Eliza felt a pair of hands on either side of her ass cheeks as Jason kneeled behind her. The head of his cock traced her pussy, Jason getting it ready to impale her insides. With one thrust he buried his shaft to the hilt, his thighs slapping against her ass with a satisfying sound. It reached a deepness that Eliza didn't even know was possible, grinding against new areas that lay in her deepest parts. And when he said his cock was hard, he wasn't kidding. Before it had a little give, it molded to her insides. This time it did no such thing, forcing her walls to match it as he continuously plunged it inside of her. She wondered if she maybe overdid it a little bit, but that thought didn't help her now.

Eliza felt her arms start to give out under the weight of the bombardment, each thrust pushing her forward and down as he mercilessly railed her hole. An especially strong spasm zapped her strength away, her face falling to the bed. Jason didn't let her ass fall though, his hands clutching her sides as he thrusted himself into her again and again...and again and again. Her mind goes blank from the constant onslaught, it taking no time for her to build up to another orgasm. A few more thrusts of his cock and she's there, her muscles spasming out of control for the third time that night. Eliza groaned into the bed in time with his thrusts, her moans growing as he didn't waver his pace.

"Jason...wait." Eliza croaked in between moans. Her body had started to become oversensitive thanks to the continual pounding, becoming too much for Eliza to handle. Though Jason didn't let up in the slightest. "J-Jason?" Still no response, his mind too focused on his lust. Fuck, she's going to break if he continues. Maybe she could reach up and stop him. This backfired spectacularly, Jason's sex driven mind misinterpreting her actions. He latched his hand on her wrist instead, also grabbing her other wrist and pulling her backwards. Eliza's lifted off the bed as she's bent backwards, unrelenting in his pace. This position caused the head of his cock to grind vigorously against her inner walls, causing even more explosive spasms to wreak havoc on her body.

Her eyes started to roll into the back of her head as the pleasure compounded in on itself. Each thrust turned into mini orgasms, her muscles contracting powerfully on his unyielding cock. The stimulation was like an echo chamber, each wave building to greater and greater heights, Eliza releasing guttural moans all the while. Her entire lower body spasmed violently, the stimulation overpowering all of her senses. She could feel her mind starting to go dark, almost on the verge of passing out, it felt so good but it was just too much. It was then it happened, a stream of blistering hot sperm was injected into her. His paced slowed for the first time since starting, changing to hard, aggressive thrusts. Each time he hilted his cock he deposited even more of his seed deep within her tunnel, enough to guarantee a pregnancy in any normal person. Each of these thrusts almost caused an orgasm by themselves, Eliza's body shuddering violently time and time again.

Once Jason was finally done ejaculating, he let go of Eliza's arms. Her body had long lost any semblance of strength, Eliza flopping down flat on her bed. Her muscles continued to quiver with vigorous spasms, her chest heaving as she's unable to catch her breath. Jason's body was just as exhausted, him flopping down on his back, flinging his arms out while he recovered. Eliza's overstimulated mind was jumbled up as it tried to return to normal functions. She saw a bare chest laying next to her, which her euphorically controlled thoughts compelled her to snuggle up on. Placing her head on his chest, she could hear his pounding heartbeat as she slowly bobbed up and down in time with his heavy breaths. An arm wrapped around her back, but Eliza was unsure if that was just instinctual on his part as he continued to stare up at the ceiling. She didn't care. Eliza just enjoyed being in contact with someone, it felt so good to have so so much skin pressed against her own. Not to mention the sweltering heat that came off Jason. If she thought the warmth from Kat was hot, Jason blew that out of the water, being a volcano in comparison.

Eliza was unsure just how long they stayed locked like that in silence. Each of their brains processing their post orgasm high, leaving no extra computing power to hold a conversation. After a few minutes Jason stirred for the first time. Eliza gazed up into his eyes, finally finding the ability to speak.

"I...think I may have overdid it a little bit."

"That's an...understatement." He said with a slight bit of sarcasm to his voice. Eliza was unsure if that meant he was mad, but once his arm started to rub up and down her back, she quelled that worry where it stood.