Years have passed since my first encounter with Kool-Aid Man. He left his mark by impregnating me. Our child is turning 9 years old soon. I haven't heard from him since that fateful day when he gloated, "Oh yeaaahh," as he finished in me.
I didn't know how to feel when the walls started to shake and my great grandmother's china crashed into the floor. I knew what was to come. I wanted to be excited, but looking at the picture of our son on the floor filled me with guilt. All of a sudden I heard a deep voice rumble, "Ohhh yeahhh" I started to recall what happened last time he was here...
All of a sudden, he crashed through my wall... the same place he broke through so many years ago... I couldn't help but gaze at his new found muscles. I pondered what they'd feel like in my hands. He looked much more put together than he once did 10 years ago
He spoke...
"Hey, reader... Long time no see, haha" he said.
"Hey Kool-Aid Man~" I replied soberly
"I know I've done you wrong... you've been alone for years, without me. I want to make it up to you" he spoke softly.
"I can't bear this, Kool-Aid Man... I've spent 10 years working two jobs so I can take care of our child... All while you've been doing what?" I said with resentment in my tone
"Reader... I can make it up to you. I promise. I've spent the past 10 years becoming a philanthropist and bettering myself. I want to be here for you and our son." Kool-Aid Man spoke with sincerity
"Do you mean it?~" I asked
"Yes, Reader." He answered genuinely
He then advanced closer to me. I debated backing up because I remembered what happened last time he got within inches of me. He then adjusted my head so I made eye contact with him. "Have you been a good girl while I was away?" He said seductively
I knew it was wrong, but over the past 10 years, there was no sex that ever compared to Kool-Aid Man sex. "Yes, Kool-Aid Man"
"Call me Daddy" he said with authority in his tone.
"Yes, Daddy" I corrected myself.
"Do you want to show me how good you've been?" He said with a smirk.
"Yes, Daddy" I reiterated
He pulled me close and kissed me slowly. We started making out and picking up the pace. I could feel his liquid warming up. He started to fondle my tits. I let out soft moans as he stimulated my nipples.
He adjusted me against the wall, and pulled out his gargantuan cock. I couldn't help but think it looked bigger than last time.
I advanced toward him and reached for his girthy member. I locked eyes with him as I slowly put it in my mouth. I felt myself getting wet as I sucked his cherry flavored cock.
I let his dick fall out of my mouth to get a better view of his face. He pulled me closer to his face and began to make out with me again. I let out a small giggle at the thought of him consuming his own pre-cum that had definitely been in my mouth.
He then suggested that we had some real fun. I couldn't help but follow along.
Kool-Aid Man laid on his back and asked me to get on top of him. I followed along and got over top of him. I adjusted his girthy member and slowly inserted it into me.
I started to bounce on that giant red dick of his. The sound of his liquids shaking in his pitcher turned me on. I could feel it hitting my g spot. There was no way to prevent letting out my massive moans. Kool-Aid Man was gripping my ass and letting out soft grunts. With the occasional hair pull.
Every so often he would let out a "Good girl" or "That's what Daddy likes".
I then got on my back and allowed him to penetrate me from a new angle. He started thrusting faster and faster into me, sweet sweet cherry Kool-Aid soaking into the mattress. I started scratching his pitcher and moaning louder than I ever have before.
Kool-Aid Man then let out a massive "Oh Yeah" as he finished inside me, once again.
We both lay in bed covered in sticky red liquid and sticky white liquid, breathing very heavily. I fell asleep holding on to him tightly, so I could ensure he wouldn't leave me again.
I woke up in the morning. Alone... The wall was fixed, once again. My grandmother's china still sat shattered on the floor. I began to cry, unable to belive how stupid I allowed myself to be.
Once again the Kool-Aid Man left his mark in me, and left me alone to deal with the consequences~
