With no windows to let the light in, the room was still enveloped in dull shadows. On the king size bed, two naked bodies lay embracing each other, connected at their cores.
Nic was hugging Rose from behind, her tiny body curled up and encapsulated in his embrace. His hands were wrapped around her, cupping her soft mounds in his palms, while his cock was still lodged inside her, with remnants of dried cum trailing down her thighs.
Stirring awake with a low groan, Nic squeezed the girl's soft boobs in his palms and pulled her close. With his cock itching and throbbing for morning release, he wriggled it around slightly before gently moving in and out.
"Nnghhh..." Rose groaned in her sleep, her face weary and her pussy still extremely sore. Each thrust sent waves of dull aches from her core, shaking her body from head to toe.
Ignoring her groans, Nic continued to pump his hard cock into her cramped, squelching pussy filled with loads of his cum from yesterday night. He could feel her sticky, slimy insides sliding around his shaft, stimulating it thoroughly.
Every time he slammed his cock in, her body would jerk and tremble from impact. And as his thrusts became stronger, the pain and discomfort pulled her out of her sleep.
She hovered in a semi-conscious state, awake but not exactly aware of the happenings. Her groans turned into hoarse whimpers as Nic pounded her sore pussy with renewed fervor until he reached his peak.
"Ggrrhhh!!" Nic let out a low groan as he shot his morning load straight into her abused pussy.
Rose's body spasmed with her own mini orgasm while he climaxed inside her. The pressure pushed his cock out of her pussy, as thick white semen spurted out, carrying faint traces of red.
And as if the dam broke, it was soon followed by yellow pee gushing out, staining the bed sheets beneath her. Once her bladder was relieved, Rose slipped back into unconsciousness again.
Unbothered by any of that, Nic got off the bed, butt naked and walked towards the adjoining bathroom, leaving Rose lying in the mess of cum and urine.
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By the time, Rose woke up again, it was late into the afternoon.
She stirred awake with a groan and sat up slowly, wincing in pain and discomfort.
Through her hazy vision, she looked down at her aching body and saw her pale skin covered in numerous hickeys, bruises and faint hand prints.
The glaring love bites were scattered across her chest and trailed down to her flat tummy. While her inner thighs were marked with lines of dried up cum that leaked out of her pussy. And below her, she saw a yellow blotch staining the bedsheet underneath her.
A wide array of emotions welled up inside her, as scenes from last night flashed past her mind one after the other. She lowered her head as her cheeks burned bright in shame and embarrassment. But she quickly cleared her head and looked around the room.
The grey walls were bare and the room felt suffocating due to the lack of windows to let light in. Other than the bed, the only furniture was the large closet beside the bed.
After glancing around, Rose slowly scooted to the edge of the bed and put her feet down on the floor. She felt tired, exhausted and... sticky.
"Oh, you are awake already?" she heard a voice and turned around to see Nic leaning against the door frame with an unlit cigarette between his teeth.
His eyes scanned her bare back, tiny waist and the crevice of her plump asscheeks. "I was wondering if you would even wake up today."
Rose's eyes were immediately drawn to his wide chest and chiseled abs on display underneath his black open shirt.
She couldn't get a proper look in the darkness last night, but now she could make out the patterns and intricate details of the tattoos covering one side of his chest and going down the side of his sculpted torso.
His pecs and abdominal muscles were firm and well-defined, with an enticing V-cut that disappeared into his low hanging jeans.
And when she saw the visible bulge at the center of his pants, she almost choked on her spit, before looking away timidly.
"I'm s-sorry, I was... t-too tired so, I m-must've I oversle-" she stopped mid-sentence and snapped her neck back towards him with her eyes opened wide, as if she just remembered something important.
"Wait, w-what time... is it?" she asked in a panicked voice and tried to stand up. "I need to g-go... I c-can't be l-late... for s-schoo- ugh-!"
She fell back on the bed with a groan, as her stomach and legs cramped up when she tried to stand up in a hurry.
"It's too late for that now." Nic muttered in a lazy tone and walked up to her before continuing with a smug smirk. "Besides, it's Sunday today."
She looked up at him with a blank stare and blinked a couple times. And once her tired brain processed the information, she breathed a sigh of relief. But just as she relaxed, her stomach growled loudly in protest, causing her cheeks to heat up again.
"Your stomach talks louder than you." Nic snickered as Rose hid her face in her hands and squirmed in embarrassment.
He then ruffled her already messy hair and turned to the door. "Stay put. I'll get you something to eat."
After Nic left the room, Rose threw her head back andlet out a heavy groan, rubbing her stomach uneasily. She never had such strong stomach cramps, even during her periods, and now on top of that, her legs felt like twigs.
When she felt another low rumble from her tummy, her expression shifted and she gritted her teeth, trying to stand up on her wobbly legs.
"Do you like peanut butter-" Nic's voice came from behind, startling the poor girl.
"Aah!" With a yelp, Rose slumped back on to the bed, unable to maintain her balance.
"What are you doing?" he asked in a deep, low growl as he walked up to her. "Didn't I tell you to stay put?"
Rose flinched at his harsh tone and the deep frown on his face. Her already aching body felt worse and she quickly lowered her head as tears welled up in her eyes.
"I just..." Her voice trembled as she clenched her fingers in her lap. "I... I w-wanted to... u-use the b-bathroom."
Nic let out a sigh and bent down to scoop the naked girl into his arms, startling her once again. He then quietly carried her into the bathroom and placed her on the toilet seat.
"Th-Thank you..." Rose mumbled with her head low, wiping the tears from the corner of eyes.
Nic nodded and took two steps back to stand casually with his back against the wall, right in front of her.
After a few seconds of silence, Rose lifted her head and looked up at him with an awkward expression. "Um, y-you... can you l-leave now?"
"Hmm... Why?" Nic replied calmly, with his hands in his jean pockets. "It's not like I haven't seen you pee before."
Rose's cheeks tinged with red and she bowed her head, unable to look at him.
"It's not t-that. I n-need to..." She trailed off, too embarrassed to continue.
"Take a dump?" Nic asked, noticing her hesitant behavior, and simply shrugged his shoulders. "It's okay, I don't mind."
Rose looked up at the clueless man, exasperated and exhausted as she pleaded. "P-please... can you just g-go?"
Nic stared at her for a few seconds and quietly turned to leave. But as he reached the door, he looked back and asked. "Do you like peanut butter sandwiches?"
"Huh?" Rose was stumped, but nodded her head frantically, hoping he'd leave quickly. "Y-Yes, I like them v-very much."
"Good, because that's all I know how to make." He smirked and stepped out, closing the door behind him.
Rose waited, listening to his footsteps, and when she was sure he was out of the room, she sighed and relaxed her sphincter.