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Chapter 8 by dracone dracone

What Happens Next?

Jonah and Trisha Make Love Part 2

Jonah and Trisha woke up after who knew how long; they were feeling hungry and thirsty. The two quickly headed to the door, carefully opened the door, and looked around. As was promised, there was a collection of carts loaded with food and drinks, along with Jonah’s bag leaning up against the doorframe. The food and beverages were surprisingly cool; they probably used some sort of magic to do that.

The pair of them both bit into the surprisingly cool fruits they grabbed, and cool fruit juice dribbled down their chins and chests, in a remarkably sensual manner. The beverages they downed, which seemed to be some sort of potion akin to energy drinks, also moved down their bodies sensually when they slipped past and dribbled out of their mouths. As expected, this helped get Jonah hard again. After they were done eating, Trisha commented on needing to clean up; a moment later, a pleasant surge of electricity slid over their bodies and completely cleaned her and Jonah up.

“Well,” said Jonah, “that’s new.”

“I didn’t know I could do that,” said Trisha in delighted surprise, “so, let’s get ready for the next round.”

“If you insist,” said Jonah as he closed the door and made sure to secure it. He strode over to the still, very naked Trisha, “now, where were we?” He brought his hands to her breasts, “oh, yes!” He squeezed down on both breasts with his hands; she gave out an erotic cry of pleasure, during which he also gave her a deep kiss. Jonah also brought his hands down to Trisha’s waist as he kissed her and brought her back to her knees as she pulled away from the kiss. Then he smacked the right side of her breasts with his semi-hard member, which caused her to give an erotic moan of pleasure. Afterward he did the same to the left side of her with a similar response. “Now then, what is it you want?”

“I want your cock inside my mouth, between my breasts, again,” said Trisha as she eyed the hardening penis. Then she slipped Jonah’s hardening member in between her breasts, then slid it up into her mouth, and started sucking on his dick as it continued to harden into a rod. The moment his rod was fully hard and erect, Jonah pulled his member out of her mouth, picked Trisha up by her waist, threw her onto the bed with her back facing down, slowly strode towards her with his fully erect member, and grabbed her by the waist before positioning his member and thrusting it into her now drooling pussy. As soon as his rod was inside of her, Trisha gave an erotic cry of pleasure.

Trisha could feel her womb eagerly descend towards Jonah’s cock, and wrap around it in an eager hunger; the moment her womb began to meet, and later wrap around Jonah’s scepter caused her to cry out in erotic pleasure again. Jonah couldn’t hold back anymore and blasted her womb with his jizz, thankful that he wasn’t actually going to impregnate her until he wanted to, and he didn’t want to do that just yet. Trisha could feel what she could only describe as the most blissful powerwash of her life going off in her womb; she actually passed out from the pleasure overload, something that she could only feel she was getting close to during the first round before she and Jonah downed some food and drinks.

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“Well,” said Marsha as she finished reapplying her attire, again in a new semi-exhausted state; the moment she saw Trisha and Jonah getting ready to get right back to it, she had removed her clothes so fast she could have sworn she did it at superhuman speed or with some magic she hadn’t noticed before, she was still unsure which was more accurate. Now, she was sweating from shoving the dildo in her pussy and moaning like an excited slut as she watched her sister and Jonah fuck each other to the point her sister literally passed out from pleasure; Jonah collapsed next to her after repositioning himself on the bed to be beside Trisha instead of on top of her. “That was more intense than I anticipated, and way more stimulating than any porn video I saw before now.”

“Care to elaborate,” inquired Molsalkisa, “you keep using terms, phrases, and words of which I am unfamiliar.”

After taking some time to catch her breath a bit more, Marsha said, “Where we come from, there are static images called ‘pictures’; those are a general term for paintings and photos.”

“Alright,” said Ulnarka, “I think we’re following you so far; so, a video is made up of these pictures?”

“Yes, actually,” said Marsha, “a ‘video’ is a series of images in quick or rapid succession to give the illusion of movement; our technology in that world has progressed to the point where we can sync sounds to those progressions of pictures with varying degrees of effectiveness. Pornography, commonly just referred to as porn, is pictures, images, videos, written material, and audio recordings of primarily sexual natures. When someone says they were ‘watching porn’ or ‘watched porn,’ means they were watching or observing one of these pornographic videos. And now, I can’t believe I had to explain all of that.”

Molsalkisa to a moment to think this over, absentmindedly magicking her attire onto herself as she was thinking, “That is actually pretty interesting; what is the purpose of this ‘pornography’?”

“Usually, to help those that are unable to engage in sexual activities for whatever reason or help the viewers get in the mood for sexual activities with their partners; I’ve heard that some higher education courses, like some medical course and some advanced sexual education classes, even took to using porn as one of their class materials, but those sorts of things seem to be mostly rumors. And even if you have plans on doing something similar, you have to make sure the participants being recorded are doing so consensually; it kind of ruins the message that sex should be between two consenting partners of appropriate age when the process of recording all that violates one or more of those rules.”

“A fair point,” said Ulnarka as she finished putting on her own attire, “and something like that also is likely a security concern for all who are involved.”

“I will admit,” said Molsalkisa, “I may have overstepped some boundaries in my academic fervor. I’ll see about making the appropriate corrections when the two of them decide to join us. I think it best we give Jonah a few days to properly regain his strength before you get to have a go at him, and you can learn a bit more about your abilities during that time so you can make the experience even more memorable.”

“I think I’ll give him two days,” said Marsha, “he seemed to regain most of his strength during that brief break he and my sister took, but his body should at least get some level of proper rest.”

How Do Things Play Out From Here?

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