The PulseTeam, Book Two: Evolution

Chapter Twenty-Two: Jumping Right Back In The Groove Of Things

Part One: The Not-So-Awkward Morning After

The Monitor | Cleveland, Ohio
Saturday, June 3, 2034 | 06:00 EST

When we wake up, still unclothed, kind of sticky, and still in each other's arms with me still in her, Alexa and I look up at each other and we smile. I know that she can't get pregnant, yet, but it's almost as if something inside me has snapped since last night, and a large part of me really wants to pop a bun or two in that divine oven of hers. And at this point, even though I really do still want to marry her, that's like, the furthest thing from our minds right now. And at this point, it'll happen when it happens.

As we gradually come out of our daze, Alexa realizes what state we're both in, and she sits up and blushes furiously. "Oh, jeez, it looks like we're both a big mess. And you're still pretty big in me. And I'm still really full! It... actually feels kinda good."

And she starts rubbing her stomach kind of like a woman rubbing a baby bump. Oh, crap, I didn't think about it all like that, before. Upon hearing and seeing this, I immediately get re-aroused and I start growing inside her. Oh no, this is bad. We have things we need to do today. Why is she still so slippery inside? And why does it feel so good?! Seriously, what is this... ANOTHER fetish??

Alexa feels this, and she says, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, David! Stop growing! Shit... stop--AHN!--stop twitching!"

Then she begins to moan again. "Oh, my God, I don't think anybody else can do this in me! I'm getting addicted to this feeling! Please don't stop! Oh!"

Then, she wraps her arms around my neck, pressing her beautifully large breasts flush against my chest. And then she starts moving.

As she moves, she says, "My God, I'm even more full! And it's so warm! It's like I'm pregnant!"

At this revelation, I lose control, letting loose inside her once again, and causing her belly to swell even more than it already has, giving her the appearance of being mere days away from delivery. As this happens, she once again climaxes so spasmodically, it's almost as if she's vibrating.

Afterwards, we share a long, passionate kiss between us, and I float us into the shower in my bathroom.

When we get there, I can't really set her down because I'm suspending her in the air with, well... you know. But she's squeezing so much that even though she's as slippery as she is, nothing is able to drip out of her. She's kind of like a real-life hentai girl, which is really hot. But that's a topic for another day.

I tell her, "Now, I need you to clamp down as hard as you possibly can while I pull you off me, okay?"

"Okay. But daddy--I mean, David--you know that this is going to turn me right back on, again, right?"

"Payback for calling me 'daddy' just now and keeping me turned on."

"Daddy, you're a devil."

"And you're a temptress."

"Touché."

I chuckle. "Ready, babygirl?"

"Ready, daddy."

She clenches, and I pull, thus effectively turning both of us right back on. And she has a slight issue with standing, but other than that, she's good. And when I take a good look at her, her "expecting mother" aesthetic really gets me going. But at this rate, I'm not going to have enough blood to access the higher functions of my brain, so I concentrate and force my blood to go somewhere else and make itself more useful. This only gets me half as soft as I really want to be. Dammit.

When she sees me soften, Alexa visibly gets sad. "Hey," I say, "what's wrong?"

"You said you'd get turned right back on again, but as soon as I'm off of you and you take a good look at me, it's soft, now."