Your next

Your inner animal is, for the moment at least, sated.

You roll slowly apart from Taj covered in sweat, dazed, breathing hard. Languid, slowly emerging from the backwash of your spent passion you find your bearings.

Taj lays dazed a few steps away. At first glance you do not know what has happened to Dan. Nia slides into place and then, whispering to you softly, congratulating you, praising you with your hard earned victory. The Nia now is different than the Nia from just moment ago. The Nia that forcefully extracted Dan's orgasm, filth pouring out of her mouth has transformed into a tender Nia. For the first time since you have met, she even kisses you.

"We still have not proven which of us is the strongest," whispers Nia as she slides her body body atop yours.

"We are the survivors alone and have only Taj as an audience," Nia murmurs quietly in a low voice. "Do you want to play with me?"

"Nooooooo....", you reply softly, when you find your voice.

"How about we wrestle. I am sure no one to interrupt us regardless unless of course the grappling becomes too rough."

"Nooo.." you repeat, slightly more firmly.

As her words tease and challenge you, her right arms snakes between your legs. Firmly but gently she takes your balls into the palm of her hand. They feel warm and full. Your response is hesitant. Your spine stiffens and you involuntarily arch your back, opening your legs slightly. You remain completely still. Nia alternates her massage of your balls with tentative caresses along the length of your shaft. She continues to woo you. At the same time you are covering, though you are not sure whether this is attributable to your or her regenerative ability.

No..." you repeat, not so sure of yourself.