Slick with sweat Marcy looked into Nate's face. It was as blank as a store mannequin's.
As he ground his hips against hers she felt the recliner start to squeak in protest.
Her own head was being slammed into the headrest.
She groaned in pain or pleasure she didn't know what.
Her nails had cut through his shirt and his skin but she realized a fundamental truth. All feminism and the pill didn't change what her role was, she was the bitch who had been in heat. He was the bull that was going to shoot a wad of swimmers into her womb. Her hips were pulled on to his cock another inch! When she thought he couldn't go deeper inside her he just did. Where the fuck was this coming from?
The pounding came harder as she tried to get up on her elbows he accidentally headbutted her. A glancing blow but she was left seeing stars for a few moments. Nate wrapped his arms under both of her legs and pushed them to the either side of her pussy.
"I need a break-"
"Almost done." he grunted over her.
Nate let out a sigh and Marcy tried not to respond but she had always been loud in the sack. The recliner started to splinter around her. The then chair cracked and both of them were doing it on the carpet. Nate chose then to finish her off.
"UGH. Ugghh...uh...oh my god." she moaned.
For a full minute Nate blasted his sperm into her vagina and her womb. It was hot insider her, like boiling water or something. She twitched and jerked on the end of his dick as he literally flowed into her. Slowly however felt it cool down and become eerily warm and best feeling she had felt in her life. Like hot choclate on a snowy day. Pure bliss.
Having delivered his payload Nate went to pull out.
"No, I'm on the pill. Leave it in."
She was sticky with sweat, pussy and other bodily fluids. Her heartbeat slowed down until she tried to recover her composure.
Her body felt bruised in places, her ass had like a friction burn. Her hips had light bruising where he had bench pressed her into the chair.
"Okay I think you are ready for a girlfriend."
"Was our sex normal, for being straight?" he asked.
Marcy laughed. "You ain't normal Nathan. You are very abnormal."
She walked bandy legged, as if she had been on a horse for a week. But it was her pussy that was hurting. She would have trouble for the next few days sitting down. She wasn't sure what she had seen, Nathan was off somehow, she didn't know what. However she felt that what ever had happened she had entered into a contract that couldn't be broken.
As Nathan slipped away back to his house Marcy navigated her nude, sore and tired body into the thin sheets of her bed. She was asleep within seconds as she slept, a small amount of sticky white fluid slipped out and pooled between her legs.
Erika was feeling Nathan's body regress in age. His big muscles shrank, his sharp angular jaw became rounded and soft. Aged 11, then female Erika reappeared.