Rise and Shine

You are awakened by the sunlight on the following morning, shining through the window. You stretch your arms above your head, yawning deeply. You feel refreshed, despite being slightly sore from your activities last night. A mane of black hair lies on your chest, with soft snores escaping from beneath it. Lisa has fallen asleep on top of you, her body stretched out on the couch. Her arm rests on your belly, once again toned and flat, holding you close.

You smile, gently stroking her hair. Your thoughts return to the day before, when you fucked to exhaustion. You reminisce about the feeling of taking her deep inside you, how good it felt to be pinned down by her weight. You loved every minute of it, and you don't think you could ever get tired of it.

After an hour, Lisa stirs, letting out a small groan. She lifts her head from your chest, blinking sleepily. She looks around for a moment, then remembers where she is.

"Good morning," you greet her, your voice still hoarse from sleep. "Sleep well?"

"Yeah, thanks," she replies, sitting up. Her hair is a mess, and she looks adorable as she yawns deeply. "You too?"

"Very much so. Feeling hungry?"

"Not really, but I do need coffee."

She gets up, then makes her way over to the kitchen. You hear her start the coffee machine, and get up as well. The room smells strongly of sweat and sex, so you open all the windows before joining Lisa in the kitchen.

She's standing at the counter, sipping her coffee, looking out the window. She looks relaxed, peaceful. You watch her for a moment, admiring her beautiful backside. It's hard to believe she's the same woman who fucked you stupid yesterday.

"Doug, I think I've grown again. Look," she suddenly speaks up, drawing your attention away from her butt. She turns around, showing you her soft cock. "See? It's even bigger than before."

It certainly looks bigger, but not by much. You doubt that anyone would notice unless they were specifically looking for it. Anyone except its owner, that is. You approach her, inspecting the goods.

"Yeah, it does look bigger," you agree, touching it gently. "Wow, and you were already huge. Can you even walk with that thing?"

"That joke is as old as humanity itself," she frowns, pushing your hand away. "But yeah, it's pretty big. I'm just worried, is all. When will this stop? I'm fast approaching the limits of what the female body can handle. This thing needs blood, you know. And a lot of it."

You hum to yourself as you scrutinize her cock, which decided to settle for half-erect for now.

"And that's just me. What if I hurt you with this? How much bigger can it get before I seriously injure you with it?"

You stand up, putting your face close to hers and placing a finger on her mouth, silencing her.

"Shh, don't worry so much. Remember the compatibility theory? We're supposed to be a perfect fit. I think that I'll be able to handle it no matter how big it gets."

Lisa blinks at you, eyebrows a bit furrowed, unsure how to respond. You smile at her, kissing her softly on her cheek.

"And I did say that I have a thing for really big dicks, so you won't hear me complain. Just give it time, and see what happens."

You keep your voice calm, trying to reassure her. She nods slowly, and you lift your finger from her mouth.

"And if I just bend my legs behind my head, which I definitely couldn't before, there's a decent chance that your body will keep up with the demands of your dick, no?"

You can tell that she's not fully convinced, but she calms down a bit. She leans forward, wrapping her arms around you, pressing her soft body against yours.

"Thanks Doug, you're right. And remember how I said that I will make this work? That I want us to be together? I meant it. I'll go down this path with you."

She plants a soft kiss on your lips, then just hugs you for a while.