Struck by reality

[I know the story is slow, but I want to create something entertaining, not just sex and stupid incongruous protagonists, I want you to understand why the characters do what they do and the consequences of their actions. I appreciate the patience and support of everyone following this story :)]

Mary Jane was on top of Nick, her ass hugging his erection, her eyes looking down at Nick's feet, her hands resting on the couch next to his legs and her back arched, making her ass look even bigger and rounder for Nick's camera, who had forced her to pose with him since that discussion, He hadn't touched her yet, although to tell the truth he didn't need to, of course he wanted to, but rubbing his erect penis against her body, especially her buttocks and face, was enough for now.

Mary Jane couldn't believe that Nick was more than twice as tall as Peter and thicker, since Peter wasn't particularly small either, nor could she believe that her private life had been suppressed thanks to Charlotte and Nick, working with so many companies and pissing off Nick had doomed her, it had been a month since the discussion and she could hardly see Peter, The situation between them was no longer tense, somehow Peter had forgotten how selfish he had been with her and she had begun to know how to live with the guilt, she did not like the betrayal she had committed, much less excuse it, but it was already done, so she would have to live with it and with luck maybe one day she would somehow make amends.

One night while Nick was filming a submissive Mary Jane riding him in a cowgirl position wearing a purple two-piece bikini whose top barely covered her nipples and threatened to expose her breasts at any moment, Peter came home tired from another hard day of being one of the best students at his university and the best hero in town, However, he wanted to cuddle and talk with Mary Jane, but when he checked his cell phone he only saw another message that he was starting to get used to, the message said "I don't know when you'll see this, good luck with whatever you're doing, but the meeting ran over, I don't know what time I'll be home. I love you" was a message written with sadness and pain just before Nick undressed and humiliated himself, but it was read with disappointment, the last month, they had only seen each other 3 times, 3 times in 30 days, September was ending, He didn't understand how Mary Jane gave more importance to his null work, of course he knew that Mary Jane had more work, but he never imagined that now he had a commitment with at least 30 different brands, they really had no time to catch up.

Mary Jane had stopped riding Nick, she had been doing it for 20 minutes and to Nick's luck he had been able to watch Mary Jane's tits go up and down and even see them escape the grip of the purple bikini so he could see her pink nipples as well, but that wasn't the only thing that had escaped if Mary Jane had been paying attention, If Mary Jane had been paying attention she would have seen Nick's head peeking out of his underwear to take a look at the redhead which only made him stand up but did nothing to calm him down, of course she was more concerned that her nipples were out of sight of Nick's camera and if they were, which they were, to cover them as quickly as possible. The problem came when Nick was getting ready to take a picture, he was hugging Mary Jane's stomach and while he was making movements with his hips to make sure she felt his erection and managed to let it rest between his two buttocks, his head popped up again and without warning he expelled a big load onto Mary Jane's back and against his own stomach, Mary Jane tried to pull away as soon as she felt the hot cum covering her back, but Nick, in the midst of ecstasy, clung to her flat stomach until he had completely emptied his load into the redhead, after pulling away he said –Stay still, this was going to happen sooner or later.

Mary Jane was stunned, she had no intention of having sex with Nick, so she replied in alarm –What are you going to do? you said we were not going to have sex

Laughing, calmed down and while wiping the semen from his belly with Mary Jane's clothes he told her -Sex? Who's talking about sex, I mean cum on your back, you can't go around with your damn sexy body without someone cumming on you, but here I am to do justice and here is my camera to leave evidence that justice has been done.

M.J. was relieved that he wasn't forcing her to have sex, and although she really hated the feeling of the semen on her back and dripping down her buttocks, she didn't mind Nick taking as many pictures as he wanted and forcing her to get dressed without cleaning up, then sending her home.

When Mary Jane got home she didn't check to see if Peter was there, she went straight to the shower where she discovered a small wet spot on the thong of the bikini she was wearing, this made her feel even worse and as the shower continued she broke down and cried again to exhaustion, then she got out, put on her pajamas and as she lay down she saw that Peter was there sleeping, then the guilt hit her, she lay down on the bed as close to the edge as she could, hugged her knees and cried herself to sleep again.