(1-3) Failure

As they slap between Kiki's thighs, your aching balls gather and draw your wrinkly ballsac closer. The harder and more bloated your penis, the more intense and striking the pleasure seems to be. You can’t stop, and are racing down a causeway, led by your biology & physiology, as your penis begs and craves for some relief. Relief from the building up tension in your perineum. You understand what is coming, and a part of you wants to try to stop it, to keep going, but it feels so different from how it felt when touching itself. It's a thousand times better, your body craves for that pleasure. You doubt, and keep thrusting, loosing your chance to lengthen the fun.

Deep behind your testes in your taint, at your cockroot, you feel this tingle of inevitability, as the heaviness of hot lava swelling at the base of your penis, and very very quickly the pleasure ramps up. You feel almost like you have to pee. By pure, primal instinct, you know what you have to do right now.

You grab Kiki's little, slim waist, you don't want her to go away, and give her a few powerful, long, deep thrusts, as deep as you can get. Deeper, deeper, oh please deeper, you ask the gods. You want to reach in her all you can.

All that matters in the world at this moment is your bloated penis, your eyes roll back, you curl your toes, and you can feel a little, plasureable tingling, right before the first contraction is felt in your taint, it sends a surge of semen up your shaft, as the most intense fireworks of pleasure explode in your penis, you gasp, and the first blast of semen erupts out of your dick, sensation radiating from your flared velvety smooth helmet, and you can barely recover before quick rhythmic pulsations emanating at the base of your hard send wave after wave of hot cum, each ejaculatory pulse is pure penis bliss, throbbing & squirting feels so satisfying, so amazing. Pew, pew, pew, you love the feeling of each splurt, you want to keep shooting forever, to keep feeling it going out for eternity. Alas, after seven or eight shots, it ends. You make a few more thrusts, saboring that small little lingering sense of pleasure.

You collapse onto the bed, face down, panting. Kiki is panting too. You both take some time to catch your breath. Kiki looks at you, smiling. She approaches you, still lying down on the ground next to you, and begins to circle with her finger on your chest.

"That felt really good" she says.

"Way too good, oh fuck..." You answer, still in shock.

"It would have felt better for me if it lasted longer... But well, virgin puppies always fire their seed quickly. Next time you will do better."

"Will it take root? My seed."

"That's up to the spirits."

You must now make yet another virility check, now to determine whether you seed does actually manage to root in Kiki's womb or not.