Talking and leaving

Leaning back against the wooden door, your dick slowly deflating, you watch as Sarah shudders through the end of her third climax, her pussy slowly oozing with your thick cum and her own wetness to form a puddle on the tile beneath her. As the blood flows out of your erection, the domineering energy that possessed you earlier flows out of your body. Looking at the nude body of Sarah laying limply against the tile you begin to worry that you might have broke her.

"Sarah?" You call out hoarsely. No response. You try to climb to your feet but your shaky legs can't quite cooperate.

"Are you alright?" You call out once more, this time receiving an answer.

"Mhmm." She moans weakly as she tries to stand up too. Her legs also refuse to obey her, shaking as she tries to put any weight on them. When she falls back to the ground, her knees knocking together, she giggles and begins to crawl on her hands and knees. She turns around to face you, turning her punished pussy away from you. At first you can't see her face for her long red hair but when she looks up you get a glimpse through the messy strands at her satisfied eyes and genuine smile. While she crawls between your legs toward you she makes eye contact and smiles wider before collapsing again with her head on her thigh and her lips inches from your shrinking penis.

"Oh John," She sighs, her breath tickling your sensitive genitals as she does, "I'm so glad you came so much inside me, I know I'll be pregnant now." Your heart stops for a moment as you hear those words, you can't speak for a minute as you feel like the world is falling around you. "W-what?" You eventually splutter, "Are you not on birth control?!"

"Of course I am dumbass!" Sarah cackles from your lap. "I just wanted to teach you a lesson, next time ask permission before you pump a girls womb with a liter of cum." Your heart starts beating again as a wave of relief washes over you. You're so glad that you're not going to be a dad that you forget to feel angry for the cruel joke.

"Oh, sorry I guess." You apologize half halfheartedly, still recovering from the roller coaster Sarah just sent you down.

"It's alright," Sarah responds playfully "It was pretty fucking hot to be honest, I love it when a guy cums inside, especially when there's so much of it."

The pair of you sit silently for a few seconds as you both attempt to recover from your passionate tryst, Sarahs every breath tickling your balls. As you come back to your sense you remember what you were doing before you came here.

"Oh fuck, Sarah" You exclaim "We forgot the game!" Whilst you are once again worried Sarah seems unconcerned. She stretches in your lap like a lithe cougar, rubbing herself against you as she reaches for her phone. Glancing at the screen she answers "I wouldn't worry about it, I planned for us taking a little extra time, besides it's only been five minutes."

"Only?" You shoot back, shocking yourself at how quickly your male pride bristles.

"Oh grow up John" Sarah shoots back somewhat irritated "You made me cum three times in one night, do you really think I care about how long you lasted you stupid, wonderful stud." She finishes her sentence by lightly kissing your soft shaft, this combined with what she said completely assuages your ego and allows your mind to focus on the other thing she said.

"Wait, what do you mean you planned for this?" You ask confused.

"I mean, that I knew when you came up here you'd give me a hard dicking so I may have mislead Matt and Nicole about how light that box I sent them to retrieve was. Not that it matters, I'm sure they're too busy making out to have even tried lifting it yet. And I'm sure that Miranda has kept Tom distracted." Once Sarah mentions them the post orgasmic haze fogging your brain clears and you remember why you fucked Sarah in the first place.

"So" You begin, trying to sound as casual as possible "Did I do enough to make you forget what you said earlier?"

"Hmm? Oh, right" Sarah giggles "Well, I think you might have fucked it right out of my pretty little head, for now at least. But either way you should probably be getting back to the party and I need to clean up a little." She eyes the puddle of your love juices "Or a lot." She pushes herself up to her knees as she speaks.

"Right." You respond "I guess I should go back to the living room?"

"Or you could go help Matt and Nicole, that box really is kinda a two man job, just knock first unless you want to spoil their fun." She smirks at you. Pushing yourself up the door you find your legs are much more stable now and you begin to get ready to leave but Sarah stops you.

"Wait!" She cries her hands grabbing yours that were about to tuck away your flaccid member "You can't go out looking like this" Her hands gesturing to your deflated member. "They might figure out that I drained your balls. Let me help, I know just how to get you hard."

Sarah lifts your soft cock up and moves her head under it to suck and lick on your balls while your soft dick rests on her head. After a few seconds she leans back and looks at you with her sparkling blue eyes, whilst rubbing her soft hands along your shaft and she speaks in a breathy whisper. "I bet Toms dicks is still huge and hard as he's pounding Mirandas tight pussy right now."

When she says this two things happen concurrently, first your dick begins to inflate again and second the same sexual anger that gripped you earlier fills you once more. Grabbing Sarahs hair with one hand you glower down at her as she licks her lips before continuing "I guess my memory is better than I thought. Maybe a second creampie would help wipe my mind?" She meets your anger with a look of expectant lust, her hands gently toying with your cock. You realize that Sarah is tying to manipulate you into giving her yet another orgasm, it seems that with a libido like hers you could never satisfy her for long.

"Thanks for the help." You tell her yanking your fresh erection from her delicate hands before tucking it awkwardly into your underwear, even as she looks up at you in disappointment. "Don't you want to punish me again?" She pouts up at you, pushing her face against your crotch.

"Nope" You reply, pushing her head back and resisting your base urge to give in and fuck her again "I've got to go." You say as you open the bathroom door and step outside into the cool air of the hallway.