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You pull out of Viv's mouth; long sticky strands of saliva connecting your dick to her gasping, coughing face. Like last time, she's gagging for air, sitting on the floor of the shower, water streaming over her naked body. She hasn't let go of her vulva, clutching and loosening her grip rhythmically.

You look on in fascination as the rich, beautiful woman is crawling around, hacking and drooling, getting her bodily fluids all over herself as she tries to regain her breath. You did this. And you could do it whenever you wanted. She couldn't stop you. Hell, she'd beg you. Is that what you want?

You wait a while longer for Viveca to get herself together. "tha-heugh-hank... yu", she finally gets out. She's lying on her back, arms at her sides, hand finally let go of her vulva, which now sports white, fading finger marks on its sides. Her legs are spread slightly, and her breasts move up and down with her deep, sometimes coughing, breathing.

You get out of your chair, and look around the room. The heating down here is a major pain. In the summer it's far too hot, and in the winter far too cold. All year round it's stuffy and damp. You've worried a few times about getting some kind of mold-born infection, but nothing so far.

In the winter you do all your work under a big, fluffy blanket. You find it underneath your desk, and spread it out on the floor, folding it once to make it softer. Then you place the QEBP in the middle of it.

You look at Viv again. Her shuddering, naked form. You're conflicted. You have no problem fucking her senseless, forcing yourself into her and making her body your own. You relish it, and just the thought of it makes your cock twitch. At the same time... She matters to you. She's yours. You don't hate her, despite what she was going to do to you. You want her to be... not happy, but... fulfilled. Stimulated. You want to keep her.

The QEBP begins to grow, flattening and elongating. Viv's chest rises from it, nipples forming and filling in on full, heaving breasts. It continues down, forming her ribs, her belly, her hips, her pubis mons, her vulva. It continues until it reaches just the top part of her thighs. Above her chest, her clavicles take shape, her shoulders, her neck. Viv's torso is lying on the blanket, the black-purple of the QEBP material covering the top of her neck, her arm sockets, and the ends of her thighs. It moves as Viv does in your mind's eye, breathing steadily now, twisting slightly when she adjusts her position.

You lay down next to her, leaning on your right elbow. You reach out and place a hand on her stomach. It's soft, and much like her butt has firm muscles underneath, that tense when she feels you touching her. It's very different, having so much of her here with you. What would happen if you conjured up her whole head? What would she see? Viv is holding her breath, waiting for your next move. You move your hand around, feeling her body, grabbing handfuls of flesh, getting a sense of her firmness, her softness, her warmth. Cupping her left breast, you lean down and place a soft kiss on her nipple. She releases the breath she has held as a gasp. You hold her breast and look at it. Lick it. Nuzzle it. Feeling it against your cheeks, like a downy pillow. You can smell her now. Could you smell her before? She smells like a woman.

You sit up and take your shirt off. You are just as naked as Viv now. You crawl over to kneel in front of her, erection hovering over her vulva. You look down on your striped penis, her body laying in wait for you underneath. As if though sensing your new position, Viv spreads her legs in her shower. On your blanket, the stumps of her thighs move slightly apart, and her labia opens wider to reveal her wet inner lips and swollen clitoris. Shuffling forward, you grab your cock and lower it towards her, rubbing the tip up and down her slit. Viv tilts her head backwards and a low moan escapes her. She lifts her legs up and puts her hands underneath them on her cheeks, the tips of her fingers spreading her labia even wider, exposing her glistening vagina. "fuck me", she whispers, her voice so hoarse by now that it's hard to make out words. "other dicks... they... mean nothing. they're ruined. yours is the only one that matters... the only one I want...". That phrasing sounds familiar for some reason.

You slap your cock down on her sex. Once, twice. You get wet and sticky from Viv's overflowing juices. You cockslap her some more, then guide your erection to her opening. You push forward until the tip is just on the cusp of penetrating. Viv bites her lip and bucks her hips, trying to get you inside of her, but she has no leverage on your side, and her thighs flail uselessly.

You sit still, watching her desperation grow, her frustrated groans growing louder. Then you lean forward, planting your hands on either side of her chest. Her breasts are almost touching your chest, your stomach brushing hers, pubic hair lightly rasping her clit. She is practically vibrating with desire underneath you.

With infinite patience, you slowly, slowly move forward. Your glans slowly widens her vagina as it makes its way inside her. You feel every millimeter of her walls, every ridge and bump, every fold and cranny. Viv is making a long, low noise, a moan that comes from deep within her and seems to never end. You push, adjusting your position to continue into her, and feel the glans disappearing inside. Millimeter by millimeter, you push more and more of yourself inside her. She's so warm. Her insides are throbbing, squeezing, demanding more of you.

When the spiral starts to enter, Viv's moan goes up a level in volume. She makes a pathetic attempt at bucking again, but barely manages to lift her gorgeous ass off the floor before it falls back down with a splash of water.

You continue your torturous crawl, penetrating deeper and deeper, well past what you could have done if her thighs were a concern. Your mons collides with hers, and you push hard, mashing your cock as deep as you can, grinding genitals to genitals. You let yourself down on top of Viv, smushing her breasts against you, and grabbing her round her back, squeezing her torso to you. You are as close to her as it is physically possible to be.

You lean back on your knees, lifting her torso with you, still impaled on your cock. Your face is buried in the crook of her neck, and you kiss her skin hard. Viv's guttural moan doesn't end, but it is punctuated with **** exhalations as you squeeze her.

You lean back and look at her body, at the place your crotches are fused. You tentatively lift her up, pulling her partially off your cock. She's so light. You can lift her with ease. You push her back down, and Viv makes a squealing sound that interrupts her long moan. You lift her up again, and push her back down. Her tits jiggle with each pump, and they inspire you to keep going.

You lift her up, let her down, up, then down, and watch her breasts shake and bounce, hard nipples grazing your chest. Viv has transitioned into a kind of yipping sound, like an excitable small dog. She tries to aid the movement, but she doesn't control where the torso in your arms go.

You begin to pick up a pace, thrusting up from your knees every time you bring her down. You can see your striped cock appear, drenched and glistening, before it disappears again, then reappears. A wet, slapping noise is heard in your room. The Viv in the shower is still clutching at her ass cheeks, labia spread apart, and you can see her hole wide open, growing and contracting with your pounding.

Viv's yapping turns into throaty shouts of joy, as she praises you, praises your cock, praises the fucking you're giving her. Her tits are flopping up and down as you treat her like a giant fleshlight, pulling her up, then slamming her on your dick.

You feel yourself growing close, the fluids building behind your cock, demanding release. You refuse to come first, and shake Viv up and down like a spray can, wet slapping noise beating a staccato rhythm. The praises grow incoherent, her shouts becoming hoarse screams, until you feel her tighten like a vise around your cock, body stiffening, and she screams one final time.

You let yourself go, pumping your climax into her, wringing yourself dry as you can't help but scream along with her.