Time for their last round.

"I'm fidgety, because you haven't assumed the position yet," he replied with a cheesy grin.

Turning her head slowly, Neba raised an eyebrow at him. "Oh yeah? And which position would that be?" she countered, with her own smirk. Continuing her turn, she slowly got her knees under her and slid her torso backwards, presenting her back to him, before shifting forwards and up, to be on all fours, with her face inches away from his. "Could it look something... like this, perhaps?"

"Close enough," he chuckled, leaning in for another kiss. "And the safe word is, 'football'."

"Good, and gotcha, 'football'," she said, kissing him back. "But you gotta get off the bed first, and gimme that pillow. Need to sort out a little logistics issue, and that's the last time I'm gonna use m'brain."

Moving over to the edge of the bed, she knelt on that pillow, and stacked three more on top of each other. Crossing her arms on it, she rested her chin comfortably on them, looked over her shoulder at him, and wiggled her butt invitingly, while her breasts were sitting on a little shelf that the pillows had formed under them. "Ready," she declared with a smile.

Nodding and golf-clapping at her cleverness, Chen descended upon her. Adjusting her legs on the pillow to get her to a good enough height, he took his half-hard cock in his hand, and in the spur of the moment, smacked it against her ass a couple of times. Neba let out a mirthful chuckle, and he just gave her an amused laugh too. Their laughs soon became coos and soft groans as he reached down and ran his fingers along her slit. He rubbed her clit's hood in small circles a few times, and then fed his fingers into her sodden pussy. "Goddamn, you are so wet," he gasped, rubbing against her walls, while willfully ignoring his contribution to the fluids inside her. "You must really love doggy if you're this wet, huh? Tell me that you love getting fucked in doggy."

"Mm... I love getting fucked in doggy," she parroted, biting her lower lip, enjoying him exploring and finding her sensitive spots.

"Yeah... naughty girls like you do," he grunted, "and naughty girls need to be punished." Pulling his hand away, he landed a couple of swift but mostly noisy swats on her ass cheek, leaving a couple wet streaks as he decided which way he preferred it jiggle.

Wincing and hissing every time he hit her, Neba felt chills go down her spine. Her back arched as her butt lifted itself up, presenting an easy target for him. "Yes, I need to be punished," she mewed pathetically. Reaching down and behind, she parted open her lower lips with her fingers to him, "Here... punish me here..."

Chen was more than ready to plunge dick-first into her, when his brain caught up with his body. There was no doubt that he was going to fuck her again but, as per her request, it would be under his terms. "Alright," he said, getting into position behind her.

Taking hold of his cock behind it's head, he rubbed it up against her clit, making her shiver when he parted away, before lining up with her entrance. Keeping his hand exactly where it was, he poked and prodded just his cockhead into her pussy. Neba groaned miserably, and backed her hips, trying to entice him to use more, when he swatted her ass again. "Nuh uh uh," he chided, gliding his free hand over the darkening spot that was forming on that cheek. "This is all you get for now."

The look of shock, betrayal, and disbelief she shot at him over her shoulder, filled him more with childish glee and just a hint of guilt. But having gotten the reaction he wanted from his teasing, he drove himself into her, right up to the hilt, in one powerful stroke. Lights danced in front Neba's eyes the strength of his thrust, and followed by a disappointed empty feeling in her pussy, then the lights started dancing again as he took his second full strong pump. Gradually his strokes became faster and shorter, with him hanging on tightly to her hips, muttering and grunting under his breath. Hugging the pillow tight, Neba had to bite down hard on it to muffle her screams of pleasure as he made use of her body.

Her passage was slick and juicy from their combined liquids, making his movements smooth and fast, but it also made it easy for him to slip out of her. After once such slip, he pressed himself deep inside her. "Get it tight," he growled, slapping her ass a couple of times, trying to remember to keep an even count between them. "Get this pussy tight on my dick, slut."

Getting the pillow out of her mouth, she propped herself up on her hands, and backed up into him. Twerking against his hip, she made her ass jiggle and wobble furiously, while also clenching her walls snugly, subjecting him to pressures and sensations from all sides, eager to give back to him as much as he had given her. Looking over her shoulder, and spitting some hair out of her face, she panted at him, "Do I make you feel good? Does my tiny, tiny, tiny, tight gobbo pussy feel good?"

"Fuck yeah... it feels great," he gasped, wiping his face down with his hand. Looking down, he marveled at how her back muscles rippled in waves as she bounced her ass off his hip, the slight wink of her butthole as her cheeks came together, how the hollow of her midsection showed off her shoulder blades, and the occasional flash of side-boob as they swung under her. "I bet my dick makes you feel good too."

"Mm-hmm, mm-hmm!" she nodded enthusiastically, adding more strength into her back-thrusts. "It's so big and thick, like it wants to split me open... and it's even better when it goes in deep... I _love _it..."

Feeling it in his hips, and that his endurance was about to go too, Chen decided that it was time for a quick breather. Pulling out of her, he leaned down and rested on her back. Reaching under, he fondled at her breast, to let her know that he wasn't done yet. "Deep? I'll show you deep... in a minute," he said, spitting out her hair from his face, as he kissed along her shoulders. Chuckling and telling him to take his time, she pat his head a couple of times, before reaching down and rubbing her clit's hood, keeping herself ready for when he wanted to start again, moaning her anticipation softly.

Being face-first in the mane of Neba's hair gave Chen another evil idea for mischief. Having caught his breath, he sheathed himself inside her once more, but told her not to move. Getting a good handful of her hair, he twisted it around a couple of times into a thick but still loosely packed rope. Tucking it under her chin, he draped the excess of it across to her other hip, and got a good grip on it near her shoulder, while his other hand grabbed hold of her hair nearer her head for better control. Then, after making sure that he had a stable base, he locked his shoulders and leaned backwards, pulling her up with him, before moving his hips.

Neba's eyes were wide, and her mouth was agape. "Ho. Lee. Fuck!" she gasped, clawing at the pillow. Her newly discovered kink of being slightly strangled by her own hair made her entire lower body go weak. She trembled from head to toe, feeling it more and more as his thrusts picked up speed. "Holy fuck! Holy fuck! Holyfuck! Holyfuck! Hofuck! Holy Fuck!!! That's so good! That's so good! Yes, yes, yes, yesyesyesyes..." Her eyes rolled back into her head, and her mind started to go white. "Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum! Fuck, I'm gonna cum! I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'mcumming...fuckkkkk..." she groaned powerfully.

Burying his mercy deep within him, Chen kept fucking her through her orgasm, grunting at her lowly, "Yes, keep cumming. Cum on my dick. Don't you dare fucking stop cumming," while randomly changing up his rhythm to keep her going.

Even if she wanted to, she couldn't. Every other breath she took, basted her brain in an orgasmic rush. "Oh shit, I'm cumming so gooooooooddd..." she wailed, sounding like she was on the brink of tears. "One more, one more, onemore... Gnhhh... fuck... that's it, that's it... kiss me, kiss me, kissme, please kiss me..."

Withdrawing from her sharply, he collected her around her chest, stood her up, and spun her around. Standing on her tiptoes, she fell onto him, wrapping her arms around his neck, kissing him furiously. "That was amazing! That was wonderful! Fantastic! You're a fucking sex genius!"

Though feeling energized from the strength of her kisses and praise, Chen knew that he wouldn't last much longer. Rubbing and kneading her ass, he kissed her back just as passionately, and then grabbed the back of her head. Tearing her away from him, he landed a stinging smack on her ass. Glaring deeply into and through her eyes, he snarled menacingly at her, "Get this back down there. It's time you got bred."

She swallowed hard, and for a moment, thought she felt her reproductive system flex, readying itself to receive even more of his virile spunk. And before she could question the prospect of having a half-human half-goblin child, and why it excited her so, she had already dropped to her knees and was turning around, reaching out to rest on the pillow stack again.

Instead, she landed face first on the mattress, and then was dragged backwards by her ankles, until her legs were dangling off the edge of the bed. Her kneeling pillow had somehow managed to be under her stomach, giving her some support, which she was immediately thankful for, as Chen unceremoniously shoved his cock into her. He loomed over her, pinning her hands out to the bed, pounding his groin into her ass with deep, powerful, purposeful thrusts. Twisting her face to the side, and seeing through the hair stuck to her face, she could see the look of pure determination and focus on his face, and heard his crazed murmurs of, "Breed. Breed. Breed. Breed."

Wanting to give him the satisfaction he craved, and to thank him for his remarkable performance, she fed into his fantasy. "Do it. Cum inside me," she begged, rocking back in time with his thrusts. "This load's the one. Get it in me deep. I promise I'll get pregnant after you fill me up with your baby goo. Gimme all that cum, Chen. Make me your baby's momma, you motherfucker!"

Missing her head by inches, he slammed his hand onto the bed on top of her, and growled and grunted lowly as he unloaded everything he had left into her, his hips still pumping away, in a **** attempt to ensure a successful insemination. Panting heavily, he slowly returned to his senses, and was acutely aware of the small body twitching under him, with glazed over eyes, mumbling incoherently under her breath, "... soccer, tennis, handball, rugby, football, bowling, volleyball, racquetball, basketball..."

Moving delicately and slowly, he pulled out of her, and made sure that she didn't fall off the edge while she rested. Finding the nearest towel, he gently wiped them both down, before picking her up. Holding her to his chest in one arm, in a similar way he would carry a child, he tossed the clean pillows to the head of the bed, and pulled away the sheets. Laying down his exhausted partner carefully, he stroked her head and hair softly, and pulled her side of the sheets over her before picking up her empty glass. Coming back with it full, he discovered that she was sound asleep. He put it down within easy reach, before climbing into bed as well.

The second his head hit the pillow, the voices in it began to squawk their irksome caws. What was she going to wear and do while he was out settling their laundry? Would she be alright with a sandwich from the nearby deli for breakfast? Would it be too presumptuous if he picked up some morning-after pills as well as some painkillers for his hips at the pharmacy? Should he schedule an appointment with his doctor, just on the off-chance he'd caught something? What if the pills didn't work, and she'd actually gotten pregnant? Had he actually gone too far and had been too rough with her? Was this really going to be the last time he'd have sex? Not necessarily with her, but in general? He knew that that his up- and downstairs neighbours had probably heard everything, so he'd have to deal with them too. Damn, he could really use a smoke to help him figure out what he had to do in the morning.

But a small arm crawling across his chest, a head nuzzling onto his arm, and a satisfied sigh quieted the noise in his brain. Looking down, he saw the small smile on Neba's sleeping face and felt his worries start to melt away. Getting his arm around her, he stroked her side, put his head down, and closed his eyes, falling asleep quickly, remembering what she said earlier.

Those are all tomorrow problems.