Drunk Dargon Special ???? [ 7 / 10 ]
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At first, Akami simply stared at the ceiling as if struck dumb. It took a while for her to regain her wits. But as they continued to rest, she whispered sweet nothings, telling him what a great lover he was. Whispering extremely quietly and directly into his ear, she said, "Don't repeat this or say it out loud, but just between me and your ear, that was the best fuck I've ever had, bar none, and I've had quite a few."
She whispered quietly, for she knew Dr. Fredrickson would be listening and watching from the other room. Given that the doctor was fucking her on a daily basis, he wouldn't be exactly pleased to hear how much better a lover she thought Alan was. It wasn't that Dr. Fredrickson was a bad lover, but Alan just had natural talent, as well as the stamina of youth, that the doctor had no hope of matching.
Still whispering, she asked him, "How was it for you? It's too bad I didn't think to collect the sample."
He whispered back, "Great! Even though I didn't cum, that doesn't matter. I still had a really intense time."
She gasped, then whispered in quiet awe. "You're kidding me! Truly incredible! I was too out of it to even notice." She was careful not to say anything about him not cumming out loud, because she didn't want Dr. Fredrickson to know that and get even more jealous.
He was wondering why they were whispering, but he went along with it. "Don't worry; I'm sure I'll revive soon, and we can get the sample then."
She nodded, then wiped the sweat from her face. She got off the examination table and sat down in a chair, motioning Alan to sit in the room's other chair. She attempted to assume the demeanor of a professional nurse, as best she could given that she was still totally naked and nearly fucked out of her mind.
She smiled as she said, "Okay. After that, I think I can put your earlier story into better perspective. Alan, you're a very impressive lover. That's the fucking understatement of the year. Those women you say are nymphomaniacs, I'm sure they're not really naturally like that. It's just that you've made them that way when they're with you."
"I have?"
"Definitely! I definitely, definitely, see what you mean about having a lot of self-control! Doing the titfuck first nearly killed me with anticipation. And then with the actual fuck, you kept pausing and recovering, and then coming back for more. It was unreal! It was like five fucks in a row, each one building off the last one. Do you please them like you just pleasured me?"
"Hmmm. I have to admit, that was probably my most impressive one yet. I don't know what it is, but my dick just kept staying hard. It's been doing that a lot lately. I think having all these beautiful women give me prolonged stimulation every day has caused me to build up endurance levels that I didn't know were even possible. I mean, it seems like I'm erect almost all the time now, and it feels fine. Like Tuesday, I did it eight times, and I've even done it nine times in one day. Nine very prolonged stimulation sessions."
"Holy... fucking... shit," she said, her mouth literally dropping open. She thought, Imagine this kid fucking me like that, but lasting literally for hours! No way! He could seriously kill someone. Death by fucking. What a way to go. If I did that eight or nine times a day... I'd be in the insane asylum by the end of the week! Or the morgue.
Composing herself, she said with a nurse's demeanor, "I see. Very interesting. I definitely approve of you being more active this week, to keep your average up. Do you think you could sustain that higher level for a longer period of time?"
"I don't know. Sometimes my dick feels really good and sometimes not so good. Right now it feels not so good. To be honest, you should have seen how I felt when I came in here. I was feeling like I couldn't take any more."
"Why was that?"
"Well, I'd been slowly recovering all day from too much excitement over the last week, but just when I was starting to feel good earlier today, the varsity head cheerleader met me in the school parking lot and made me fuck her right then and there on the hood of her car! Phew! She really took a lot out of me."
Akami would have assumed he was lying except for the fucking she'd just experienced. She could easily see the most beautiful girls in school falling all over Alan as soon as word of his sexual prowess got out. She just nodded and said, "I see."
He went on, "But now, just when I thought I was all used up, I have another great fuck - as you know firsthand. It's weird. It seems like the longer this six-times-a-day treatment goes on, the easier it is for my dick to stay hard for a really long time. Your tip about strengthening and flexing my PC muscle has helped a lot, but it's more than that. I mean, how long were we going at it? A long time! But I'm already starting to get hard again, 'cos you're sitting there naked and, quite frankly, looking pretty fuckable."
She was fascinated. She looked at his crotch and saw that indeed his penis was resurrecting. She said matter-of-factly, "Wow! Your case is really interesting, I think it would make a good clinical case study. For instance, I wonder if your idea of such increased prowess through practice can be verified and measured objectively."
"Well, perhaps if you kidnapped me and did nothing but have me fuck you all day for weeks on end, we could establish a statistically significant body of data on it," he teased.
Lust broke through her clinical demeanor and she sighed wistfully. "Perhaps. God, don't I wish! But seeing how I can't kidnap you any time soon, why don't we add one more data point right now, by having you fuck me some more?"
"If it's for the advancement of scientific knowledge..." he joked. "Don't forget though, we need to take a sperm sample at some point."
"Damn. I was hoping you could shoot all over my face and chest this time." She handed him another condom, which she figured would also serve to collect the sample.
He took the old one off and put the new one on. Then he laughed while climbing on top of her. "Believe me, I've noticed that trick before." He thought of how his mother often 'forgot' to do the abnormality check so that they'd have to do it again.
"Oh, by the way," she said casually as he slid his erection into her cunt. "As you may know, your mother talked to me again on the phone earlier toDAAAAY! Oh! Damn, you fill me up!"
He'd bottomed out just as she was saying "today," and it took some long moments before her pussy could adjust and she could keep talking. Then she said, "We talked a lot about these abnormality checks she's been giving you. I think it was just a trick all along so she could get to know your penis better. She seems quite keen on you, you know. She got quite horny just talking to me about all of this, although she'd deny it. She says one thing, but her tone of voice says another. I doubt she realized how heavily she was breathing into the phone."
He started to thrust in and out. He complained, "Yeah, she's hotter than an oven, but she says 'no intercourse' and means it. It's easy to talk her into stuff sometimes, but that's one thing I know she won't budge on. She really thinks doing that will send her to Hell or something."
Akami replied, "That's bullshit! It sucks to be you then. I think you should do it with her anyway. Fuck your mother until she loves it!"
That sent him into overdrive. He started plowing her deeper and faster, at least partially imagining he was fucking his mother. Mom was using the abnormality check just as an excuse to get physical with me? No way. Shit. So that means that the very first Tuesday of mad cocksucking, she was planning that all along! No fucking way. That gets me so unbelievably horny!
He began impaling Akami really hard with each thrust. He shouted, "Look out, Akami!" He tackled her to the floor.
Once again, Alan gave her a mind-bending fuck, this time right on the floor. He used his lusty thoughts about Susan to drive him onward. Even so, it wasn't quite as intense for her this time and she didn't lose awareness of everything else, but it was very pleasurable for both of them nonetheless.
She ended up sitting on top of him because he was nailing her so deep that it sometimes hurt, and that way she could be in control. She realized that she'd unleashed a real beast when she'd suggested he should fuck his mother.
As they climaxed, he huffed and puffed, shouting, "Uh! Uh! Oh! M-! Fuck! M-! M-!" Realizing he was starting to refer to his mother, he tried to cover it up. "Mmmm, that feels good! Fuck me!"
Eventually, Alan could hold out no longer. He shouted out "CUMMING!", which allowed Akami to let go of her inhibitions as well. He filled the condom with his seed during their mutual orgasm.
When he finally came back to Earth, he was a bit miffed that Akami was chuckling. "What?" he asked testily.
"'M-! M-!' Do you have some kind of humming fetish? A desire to be sing at the height of climax?" She chuckled some more.
"That wasn't it. I just tripped over my tongue. I was trying to say how much I enjoyed it."
Her voice dripped with sarcasm. "Mmmm hmmm. Yeah, right. I'm sure it wasn't some other older woman whom you call M- that you were thinking of saying. What was that you said earlier? 'You know the Freudian thing guys have for their mothers.' Especially moms who look like yours."
He repeated defiantly, "I was just expressing my appreciation." He grew sullen and quiet.
Akami realized it was a sore point and refrained from any further ribbing. It was understandable that he was embarrassed about his incestuous desires.
On the positive side, they did get a sperm sample, which was a good thing because there was no possible way he could manage to get hard again any time soon. They simply transferred his cum from the condom into a lab-sample test tube.
His penis seemed to give out right after that, and his energy departed when a deep post-orgasmic lassitude set in. He wondered if he could even manage to drive home safely, he felt so tired.
Akami wasn't in much better shape. Her pussy was so sore that she could barely walk. She was grateful that his was the last appointment of the day, because it would be all she could manage just to get home and take a long, hot bath to recover.
So she reluctantly had to end his appointment. Although she put on her lab coat, she felt so thoroughly fucked that it seemed a shame to confine her still-throbbing pussy any further, so that was all she wore.
As he was getting ready to go she said, "You should ask Mrs. Pestridge if she'd be willing to give you lessons in cunnilingus. We women appreciate a stiff, talented tongue. You would be wise to learn from an experienced partner, and I just know she would be good at teaching you."
"Good idea. I definitely want to get better at that. Thanks."
