Clive sits at the head of the bed, dick at the ready. Apphia crawls over the sheets and quickly reinstates his presence within her. There isn't any hesitation this time. She sits on his lap with him sitting upright. Their heads are level. They stare into each other's eyes.
The ferocity of before has passed and Apphia wants to bring it back.
"Admit something dirty to me." Apphia suddenly comes out with a proposal.
"Uhhh..."
"Admit something dirty that you do. Especially if it has to do with me." Apphia reiterates.
"I... Um, hmmmm." Clive goes to say something but then rethinks actually telling her.
"Saaaaaay I~t." Apphia prods at him with an annoyingly nosy voice. She leans in closer, almost purposefully making it more uncomfortable for him.
After a fair amount of posturing and Apphia death stares, Clive somewhat answers. "Shmomthums Wie Jwerke offtue youwe" Clive says in an incredibly slurred way.
Apphia doesn't understand him. She isn't amused.
"Say it!" She insists whilst pinching both of his cheeks. She digs her nails into his flesh. Her grip gets more ferocious the more time passes.
"I jerk off to you!" Clive shouts in pain and defeat.
Apphia immediately relents her assault. And wears an innocent expression. A moment of silence occurs, making Clive question everything he's done in his life.
"Occasionally." He tries and fails to correct it.
Apphia stares at him.
"It's weird isn't it?" He tries to save himself.
"I don't mind." Apphia responds with confidence. A mischievous smile forms on her face. "It would be hypocritical of me to tell you off, after all."
A grin slowly builds on Clive's face, returning the favour to Apphia. Thinking about each other behind the scenes like that... That fact is so spicy! As well as, romantic...? They aren't really sure how they should think about that one. Other than the fact that it's a good thing.
Apphia begins gently fucking him. She decides to go for a strategy of working away at him for the cum she craves. Since she cratered and came under circumstances of heightened sexual stimulation. She experiments moving forward and backward, up and down, getting a professional feel for the dick she intends to keep. Clive grabs her fine waist and conforms to her gentle movements. Apphia's libido is rapidly returning after orgasm. She'll soon aspire for more, but for now, tender, lenient, happy sex is pretty damn good. She constantly inhales the aroma of sex and sweat through her nose. It goes right to her brain like an addictive aphrodisiac. The feel of his dick gently prodding and working away at her. The presence of her lover encouraging her through his actions, pulling her waist down as she drops on his dick. It all feels really goooooood!
Apphia Caresses Clive's cheek. Her hand moves lovingly back and forth across his cheek. The softness of her slender fingers send slight chills into Clive.
"You're petting me?" Clive asks.
"Yes." Apphia replies while completely focused on her hand.
Clive half chuckles. "Am I your pet?" He asks jokingly.
"Yes."
Clive raises his eyebrow. With a mildly offended expression, instead of letting her get away with that, Clive sees this as an opportunity. He starts patting her head like she's a good uwu dog girl. At first Apphia gets entranced by the headpatts. She closes her eyes and leaves her mouth slightly agape. It looks super kawaii.
"Now you're my pet." Clive lovingly declares. In an instant she realizes what's happening. Apphia puts on the best pouty face that she can feasibly muster in her situation. This is a direct challenge from Clive! And she cannot appear submissive! Apphia isn't pleased by this, visibly so. She won't let something like this slide. Her stubbornness will not allow her. This prompts Apphia to return fire. They end up playfully and aggressively ruffling each others' hair. Before long both of their heads are about as messy as you would imagine.
Apphia, seeing this as doomed to be a draw or a loss if this continues, decides to pound down on his cock. Her speed jumps to record highs as if to say "you asked for it challenging me."
"Ahhhh..." Clive exhales through a moan. It's almost covered up by the furious smacking enveloping his ears.
"No. You are Mine." Apphia corrects him, pitting great emphasis on 'you' and 'mine'. She takes in the whole dick up and down. She doesn't miss a single inch of his giant shaft.
Clive can't do anything about it except hold on for dear life.
Suddenly, Apphia lunges forward and kisses him roughly. She doesn't let go and wraps her arms around his neck, solidifying her control. And pounds away at his massive cock. She uses his body as a prop for holding onto so she can extract his wonderful white fluid without any resistance.
"You haven't cum yet, you must be close." Apphia says suggestively before immediately going back to kissing.
"Mnmmnmm." Clive whimpers in response. She has him. He realizes this.
Apphia pulls her face away.
"Are you getting there?" Apphia inquires.
"Yea." Clive eeks out. Her pounding away has made it hard to concentrate on what she's saying.
"You are?" Apphia confirms to herself. Clive nods. She thinks to herself for a moment. "Is he really going to cum already? Porn usually stops when the guy cums, are we going to be finished after that?" Apphia thinks to herself.
She completely stops her movements. Suddenly, she lifts herself off of him. His dick lays confused and unstimulated. Apphia positions herself in front of him.
"What are, y-ou!"
Without hesitation, she firmly grasps and begins rapidly jerking his still-hardened penis.
"Come on come on." She whispers under her breath.
"Haahhhhhh..." Clive exhales in satisfaction.
Already being close, it takes but a swift and effective effort from Apphia to finish him off.
From the tip erupts a load of massive proportion. Apphia smiles happily knowing that she won this round. And entranced by the image of the viscous liquid escaping the tip.
"Uhhhhhhh." Clive exhales deeply in pleasure.
Apphia keeps going until he is completely finished so he can get proper enjoyment from it. And so she can enjoy seeing him crater to her skill.
She can score more victories over him the longer this lasts, she concludes. Also sex is fucking awesome, so there's that as well.
"Sorry I want this to last longer." She explains while his cum drops all over her fingers. "And we were never going to last long as virgins." She adds. Clive sinks backwards into his pillows with a loud, exasperated sigh. Apphia wants to be impregnated at the finale of this exchange. It feels a lot better that way in her mind.
"Whoa." Apphia observes the amount of semen pooling over her hand. She still grips his dick. "This is... This is quite a lot."
"Uh huh." Clive mutters, while still in post-nut tranquility. "What do you expect? I'm with you."
"Awwwwww." She replies, enchanted by him. She looks back down at her hands. "And... Ew."
Apphia releases him and analyses her fingers. She looks with curiosity at the white splotches that cover her right hand. It's crazy to think that this goo can create a baby. A whole new human. At least that's how she feels. The freshly ejaculated semen has a very distinctive aroma to it. Not objectively bad or good, but certainly more effective in heat. She rotates her hand left and right, getting a hold on the quantity. She maneuvers her fingers causing his cum to string out and web between her fingers. Apphia leans in closer, extends her tongue and gently licks a sampling of semen. She tastes it thoroughly until she discovers Clive's confused face.
"What? I've never tried it before." Apphia justifies her actions.
"...Does it taste good?" Clive asks, curious on her thoughts.
Apphia takes a moment to think. "You taste wonderful. ;)" She declares with a wink.
"Does it really though?" Clive asks through a chuckle, half aroused and half laughing.
"Hmmmm." Apphia hums in indecision. She takes another taste and thinks about it again. Clive stares at her extended tongue licking up his cum with raging 'curiosity'.
"Not really. It's kind of an odd flavour." She decides.
Apphia glances down at Clive's still erect penis. It has semen coating the tip.
"Let me clean you off." Apphia offers, not to be denied in any way by Clive.
She bends down to suck off all the semen that would otherwise be dicked into her. Again, Apphia wants to be impregnated in the finale. There can't be any doubt that she got knocked up by these leftovers.
Apphia secretes saliva to mix with the cum, enveloping the tip in a moist natural lubricant. She wraps her lips around and scrapes off all the semen, collecting in all in her mouth. After a moment of struggling hesitation, Apphia gulps down. Then breathes heavily. She is extremely curious what Clive thinks of this.
"She, She swallowed... She's definitely a keeper." Clive thinks to himself.
With Clive thoroughly cleaned, she gets back on top. Apphia is still still horny AF and ready to go. She rides him and grabs his shoulders for stability and assertion. Her body heat quickly rises further.
I would get prepared for maximum spice... ;)
"Would you get turned on if I called you daddy?" Apphia cutely plays with him.
"Uhhhh" He groans in pleasure. "Get back to me with that one." He says, sinking his face into her breasts. Even with her lack in size they are more than comfortable cushions to rest upon. They will grow big after filling with milk after birth anyway. Her hard nipples rub against his cheek. He hears and feels her rapid heartbeat pounding against his head.
"Mmm, you like em?" Apphia asks him after a quick moan.
"My face is in them, make a guess."
"Mmmm hmmm, are they helping you deliver me your sweet cummies?" Apphia asks seductively.
"Cummies? Why say it like that? And also yes." He replies while muffled by her cleavage.
"Then how do you want me to phrase your cum?" She asks cutely. "Because I need to tell you how much I wannnnit~" Her voice is submissive, yet she dominates him verbally as well as physically. She commands via articulate use of what she perceives to be Clive's desires. She happens to be correct. Clive may be trying to avoid speaking salacious hentai language, but he's horny as fuck. The words work like magic, especially from Apphia's soft lips and with her highly seductive voice. Apphia is both motivated to speak like this because she believes in what she is saying, as well as a ploy to make him cum inside her.
"I can say it all kinds of ways. I want you to feed it to me! Can you feed me daddy's milk??" The tone of her voice is of impeccable lust. She emphasizes suggestive words and divides the syllables with well placed moans. She doesn't let up. It is unmistakable her enthusiasm.
"I can take it right down here~ Just give me the milk! Squirt it down my fuckhole!" She demands. Her eyes get desperate. Apphia stares directly into Clive's eyes. Her concentration does not break.
"You're going to me mine. MY daddy!" Her voice is free of doubt. It knows exactly what it wants. And she intends to have it any way she can. "I claim your cum and I'll claim you~! I'll have your seed inside me and you'll be mine!" Her pace picks up. Her ass and pussy smack down on his cock and balls with increasing savagery. "I'm gonna cook you up a baby! Just inject your delicious dough into my hot, HOT OVEN!" Her words are direct like they're going straight into his core. They push their way into his heart and consciousness, repeating and repeating. In turn fueling his desire to mate with her. He wants to FUCK THE SHIT OUT OF HER!
"You're gonna make me do it to you." He warns her. Apphia has pushed Clive's impulses too far. And even with Apphia fucking him fervently to satisfy, it is NOT ENOUGH!
"Oh yeah do it!" She cries out, thinking he's talking about cumming as they are. She'll win superiority over him if he does.
Little does she know, he has a plan of his own.