Aftermath

“Are you ok, Ma'am?”

The police woman looks down at you with mild concern, her pocket light shining like a tiny sun as she looks you over.

For a moment you feel panic grip your heart as you think about the trouble you are going to be in for being nude in public but then you remember where you are and relax somewhat. Although relaxing only serves to bring the throbbing ache in your hips back to the forefront of your mind.

I must look like one hell of a sight, you think to yourself as you look up at the officer.

Sitting with your back against a low wall at the side of the street, naked aside from your shoes and backpack. You would be quite the sight just for that but the small pool of semen that has formed between you spread legs adds a whole other dimension to the scene.

“What time is it?” You ask, your throat unsurprisingly dry. No matter how hard you tried you never convinced the men to use your mouth. All they had ever said in response to your request was to simply remark on how “kinky” you where.

The light is put away as the Police Woman, a squat hard faced woman who looked to be in her late 30s, seems to relax somewhat.

“4:30am,” she replies. “Do you need a hand up?”

That last part is said as you try to **** yourself up onto your feet. The movement wakes up the muscles in your legs and lower back and they all start to let you know exactly how they like being **** to sleep on concrete.

You take the offered hand gladly, your whole body is starting to ache now. After a session like the one you just had you know you are gonna need a few days to recover.

Make that nine months, a voice in the back of your mind chides as you feel fluid starting to run down your thighs. Looking down you have to admit the puddle is quite sizeable.

Right now however your main concern is getting back to the portal. The Officer watches you with concern as you start to make your excuses and try to leave.

She follows you a ways away as you fight to make your legs move the way you want them to. Already you can feel the odd sting from your crotch, the piper always has to be paid and when you spend several hours being fucked by four young men the bill can be pretty large.

Still, you manage to convince the Officer that you are ok before you finally reach the park. At this time of night the place is empty so you stride or rather stumble, over to the stand of trees where the portal was.

In the yellow tinged lamp light you are just able to make out the tell tale shimmer from the portal as you look at it. A slight bending of light that is only really possible to notice if you are looking for it.

The wave of relief that washes over you is nearly enough to knock you off your feet again as you step through the portal and back into your world.