"I'm Still... Hard"

Susan raises an eyebrow impishly at you before looking down... and then pausing as she sees just how true your statement is. "Dear me," she whispers, "that IS an **** reaction. Are you in any pain?"

"No," you reply, "but I still want to..."

You trail off, still not sure how appropriate it is say exactly how you are feeling even after what you had just done with the doctor. She smiles at you again, placing her hands on her lap as she sits down on the chair, on top of her shirt and bra, giving you an up-close eyeful of her large breasts as she says, "I have my suspicions but you can say it. I'm technically not staff here so you can speak freely and, in any case, it's not healthy to avoid what you're feeling. Repression and secrets are a dangerous road, especially where your physical health is concerned. So please... say what you want to do."

You take a deep breath, looking down at your lap (and your almost visibly quivering cock) Susan's words bolstering your courage before saying in a soft voice, "I still want to have more sex... with you."

Susan's grin grows more lopsided, her expression becoming less readable as she takes in what you just said. "It's because the Invigoration Balm is hitting you so hard. I suppose after what I've already done to you, it might seem cruel for me to tell you it would be more appropriate for you to seek out your girlfriend to see if she was still in the mood or, quite literally, to take the matter into your own hands to work the rest of it out of your system."

It sounds as if you are about to be rejected and you begin to wonder if Amelia is free of classes yet.

However, those thoughts are driven away as Susan stands up only long enough to lift up her skirt and settle onto your lap... where you quickly discover she was not wearing any panties. You gasp as her wet, shaved womanhood brushes against your member and she brings one of the fingers of her left hand to your lips as she uses the other hand to grip your hardness, holding it steady so she can quickly lower herself onto it. "But..." she coos in your ear as you sink into her, "I guess I'm not... a cruel person."

Your hands reflexively lash out to take hold of her buttocks, both to squeeze them and to ensure she remains balanced on you. However good Amelia felt earlier, Susan's insides feel even more intense. Her inner walls almost seem to have a mind of their own, throbbing and rippling around you in a way that does not seem like it should feel natural... but feels so good. Combined with the feel of her round breasts pressed up against your chest and her soft breathing into your ear, you are unsure of what to do next due to how overwhelmed your senses are.

Susan, however, seems to know exactly what to do. She rests her hands on your shoulders, still smiling at you as she rocks her hips back and forth, grinding against you as her inner walls continue to flow and squeeze around your cock magically. An odd tingling fills your body and out of the corner of your eye you see her hands glowing softly with pink light that seems to pulse in time with her motions. "First time feeling Tantric Magic, hmmm?" Susan whispers, her voice oddly level and conversational despite having your cock buried to the hilt inside of her, "This is a purifying spell that should undo all that excess inside of you... and make sure you're not TOO tired after this. Feel free to start moving your hips, sweetie. It'll spread the magic faster."

You can't resist the invitation, bouncing her up and down your manhood as you breath heavily in and out of your nose, fighting down the grunts that want to escape your throat but would draw embarrassing attention from the outside. By contrast Susan remains calm, sighing happily but otherwise seeming in complete control of her faculties as she rides your manhood and the glow around her hands grows slightly more intense. "Don't worry about me," she says to you with a smile, as if catching something in how you're looking at her, "Cum. Whenever. You. Want."

To emphasis her last four words, she slaps herself downwards extra hard on your inward thrusts. Your body shakes in response and you can feel your release drawing near yet again. It would be so easy to follow the doctor's orders and spray your seed inside of her and you would certainly enjoy every second of it.

Yet... something inside of you almost bristles at the thought of how casually she is controlling the situation. Maybe you could do something to take charge.