"After you... it’s not big enough for two of us," Kyle said, stretching his arms over his head with a long, exhausted groan.
’Nah... no way I’m showering with her right now. My dick is cooked. Absolute raisins. And the after-effects are already hitting hard.’
Just a few minutes ago he had been fucking the absolute soul out of her. Now the situation had completely flipped. He didn’t want to embarrass himself in the bathroom. There was no way she was only inviting him in for a harmless shower.
"You sure?" Stacy asked with a light chuckle, still standing completely naked by the doorframe.
’Damn... what the hell are girls made of? I’m completely exhausted and she’s already looking like she could go again. What the fuck!’
She was leaning on the doorframe completely naked, tits still perky, legs crossed, dried cum still visible on her skin. It was a very inviting view. But because of the after-effects of the pill, he didn’t care. He just wanted to lie down and sleep. His body was aching badly. He had overexerted himself for two straight hours, and the boosted stamina had come at a heavy cost. The exhaustion was settling into his bones. His eyelids kept trying to shut on their own no matter how much he fought it.
"I’m as sure as possible," he said, then yawned so hard his eyes watered.
He really wasn’t in the mood. His body had been through too much for him to even think about going again.
"Oh... alright." She sounded a little disappointed. Her smile faded as she pushed off the doorframe and started walking toward the bathroom.
Kyle’s eyes followed her without really meaning to.
She walked right past the foot of the bed, completely naked. Dried cum still streaked across her stomach and the underside of her tits in dull white lines. Her thighs were shiny with it, and a slow, thick trickle continued to leak from her used pussy, running down the inside of one leg with every step.
Redness stood out clearly on both hips where he had gripped her too hard. Several dark marks sat on her left shoulder from when he had bitten and sucked on her skin. Her soft ass shifted and jiggled lightly as she walked, still slightly reddened from how roughly he’d fucked her from behind. Her tits swayed with the movement, nipples still a little puffy and sensitive-looking.
Her knees were pink and faintly marked from being pressed into the mattress for so long. The skin there looked tender, and her legs moved a bit stiffly, like they were still shaky and sore from being folded, spread, and held open for nearly two hours. The tattoo on her left thigh flexed with each step, and the smaller ones on her forearm and collarbone were fully visible under the bedroom light. Her dark hair stuck to her neck and upper back in damp strands, and her whole body still carried that flushed, freshly-fucked look.
He saw everything.
Every detail.
But his mind and body were already shutting down hard.
The crash from the pill had hit him like a truck. His arms felt too heavy to lift. His cock was completely soft, oversensitive, and useless against his thigh — the complete opposite of how it had been less than an hour ago. Even the usual spark that should have come from watching a naked girl walk past him just wasn’t there. His brain felt foggy and slow. His eyelids kept drooping no matter how hard he tried to keep them open. Every muscle in his hips, thighs, and lower back ached from the two hours of non-stop effort.
Stacy glanced back at him once when she reached the bathroom door, still fully exposed. She waited a second, like she was giving him a chance to change his mind.
Kyle just stared at her with half-lidded, exhausted eyes and didn’t say a single word. He didn’t even have the energy to open his mouth.
’What the hell happened to him...?’ she thought, a little confused by how completely drained he looked all of a sudden.
She gave a tiny, almost disappointed smile, then stepped into the bathroom and closed the door behind her with a soft click.
Kyle let his head fall back against the pillow. His eyes closed on their own. He was already half-asleep before the water even turned on.
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Inside the bathroom, Stacy let out a long, shaky breath the moment the door shut. Her legs felt like jelly. She took one step toward the shower and nearly stumbled, catching herself on the edge of the sink.
"Ahh... my legs. I’m barely able to walk," she muttered under her breath.
She turned the water on hot and let it run while she opened her duffel bag. She pulled out everything she needed — her scented body wash, a soft washcloth, her shampoo and conditioner, a small bottle of intimate wash, and the douche she always packed just in case even though she never expected it to actually get this messy.
She stepped under the spray and just stood there for a minute with her forehead against the cold tiles, letting the hot water run down her back. Thick, warm cum was still slowly leaking out of her and mixing with the water at her feet.
’This is crazy... this is actually crazy.’
She had only had sex once before, with her boyfriend, and it had been nothing like this. That time was awkward and over in less than ten minutes. This time she had been fucked for almost two hours straight and filled so many times she could still feel it sitting heavy inside her.
She started with her hair, wetting it completely before working shampoo through the messy strands. The smell of sex still clung to her and she wanted it gone. After rinsing, she put conditioner in and clipped her hair up so it could sit.
Next she grabbed her body wash and the washcloth. She soaped up her neck, her shoulders, her chest — carefully cleaning the dried cum streaks off her tits and stomach. Every time she moved, more cum leaked out of her pussy and ran down her thighs. She washed her arms, her back, then crouched a little to clean her legs and the sticky mess between them.
"Fuck... the amount of cum he put inside me," she whispered, watching another thick glob slide down her leg.
"I’m on birth control and I’m still low-key worried. What the hell..."
She saved the most thorough part for last. She filled the douche with warm water, added a bit of her intimate wash, and carefully inserted it. She flushed herself out slowly, watching cloudy white cum mixed with water pour out of her and swirl down the drain. She repeated the process two more times until the water finally started running clearer.
Even after that, she still felt a little open and sore. She used her fingers and the intimate wash to gently clean her pussy and between her cheeks, wincing at how sensitive and swollen everything felt.
"He... found out my weak spot so fast," she muttered to herself. "I’ve never cum that many times in my life..."
She rinsed the conditioner out of her hair, gave her body one final rinse, and just stood under the hot water for another minute, letting it soothe her aching muscles. Her thighs, her hips, her lower back — everything hurt in that deep, used way.
When she finally turned the water off, her skin was pink and clean, but her legs still felt unsteady. She wrapped a towel around her body and another around her hair, then sat down on the closed toilet lid for a moment because standing felt like too much work.
Outside, the apartment was completely quiet.
Stacy touched her lower stomach lightly. Even after cleaning herself so thoroughly, she could still feel that dull, full ache deep inside.
’Yeah... I’m definitely going to feel this tomorrow.’
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