Author's Note: This is the conclusion of this short series. I normally try to keep my stories self contained, but I would honestly recommend reading the others before this one. Otherwise you might be a little lost; I don't know... I personally think the sex in this one is pretty hot, so maybe that's all you need?
If you start reading and immediately think "This isn't even noncon!" Don't worry, it's coming...
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Derick awoke to find that his bare legs were intertwined with Kelly's. They were both lying on the floor, wrapped in each other's arms as tight as any lovers could be. He had no memory of pulling her close, nor of being pulled himself. In his last clear memory, he had simply been sitting beside her, their two naked bodies leaning against each other.
Nevertheless, her young sleeping form was now pressed tightly to him, with her full, supple breasts smashed flat against his chest; her nipples seemed unusually hard as they seductively poked at him.
His cock began to stir immediately. He looked at her sleeping face, so innocent and beautiful. He longed to take her that instant, to deflower her, and to claim her for his own. His penis and testicles clearly seconded this idea, as they swelled in anticipation for a violent insertion into the sleeping woman's vulva.
His shaft was now rigid as steel and the tip twitched eagerly. Derick closed his eyes. Part of him absolutely agreed with his genitals; he knew that splitting this girl's pussy open would FEEL amazing. Cumming deep inside her dripping cunt would BE amazing. He felt like he NEEDED it. Still, he refrained.
This girl trusted him. He had promised not to do anything to her that their captors did not demand. She had even been sweet enough to dirty her knees for him voluntarily, sucking him off and drinking his jizz to thank him for eating her out. Derick considered how thoughtful that had been.
In spite of her luscious body's temptations and his own cock's demands, he stayed strong. He looked into her lovely, sleeping face, feeling lust and adoration rising in equal measures. In the outside world, this girl was probably too young for him; she was just barely a woman, but within these walls he could have her, if only for a while.
It took all of his self-control to prevent himself from penetrating her, but nothing could stop his hands from caressing all over her alluring body. His fingers explored their way down from her shoulders along her back, finally coming to rest on her plump, ample butt.
He rubbed the soft skin of her ass tenderly, allowing his fingertips to find their way into her crack and follow it down all the way to the silky soft flesh surrounding her rectum. He pulled at her left cheek gently, and he could feel her sphincter puckering against his touch, as it tried to seal itself closed.
He could sense precum forming on his cockhead. He had already explored the depths of her ass, but that couldn't stop his shaft from planning another excursion there. The first trip had been absolutely amazing. He smiled down at Kelly with desire.
Derick had tried to keep his motion gentle, as not to wake his partner, but he saw her blinking up at him groggily. His erection was digging into her thigh uncomfortably, but he refused to adjust himself.
At first he was expecting anger; she hadn't been too fond of his penis pressing against her rectum the last time she had awoken. This time however, she stared up at him, and he thought he saw desire in her eyes.
Gripping into her ass cheek with authority, he brought his lips to meet hers. She did not resist, but instead fiercely returned the soulful motion. As they locked lips fervently, he felt her tongue dip into his mouth gently, gingerly exploring its interior.
He took command immediately, pulling her tighter and making his tongue dance against hers. She moaned into his mouth, giving herself over fully to the kiss.
In her mind, she was enraptured. The physical rewards of this sultry kiss were not half as extreme as all the sexual tests she'd performed with him, but for once her mind and body were in complete and total agreement. She wanted this.
A scary realization crossed her mind, but she could not deny it. She was in love with Derick. It wasn't fair; she realized that. She was supposed to fall in love with a boy her own age, get married, and start a family. Instead she'd been kidnapped and sexually assaulted multiple times by her fellow prisoner, at the behest of their unseen, inhuman captors. And yet somehow she had fallen for the very same man who had raped her. She thought maybe it was something akin to Stockholm Syndrome, but the feelings she felt were both strong and real.
To be fair, it hadn't been his idea to rape her; he had technically been forced. But he had openly and loudly enjoyed both pleasuring himself with her body and pleasuring her body as well. How could she become enamored with a man who could do that? She honestly didn't know. All she knew was that she had hopelessly fallen for him.
She explored every inch of his back with her hands, lovingly caressing his skin with a soft, inexperienced touch. When she ventured lower and touched the upper part of his butt, her mind warned her to hold back. She ignored this however, and slid her fingers downward, gently fondling his muscular glutes.
He pulled away from the kiss suddenly. "Umm... I think we have a problem, Kelly."
"Did... did I do something wrong, Derick?" She asked, as innocently as she could. Her mind grew anxious, wondering if she had done something to upset him.
Derick smiled at her affectionately. "Not at all, Sweet-Cheeks." She felt her nerves relax at this, but she was still on edge.
"Then what's the matter?"
"I think we've established that your body is wonderful. You are wonderful, in general. You're downright beautiful, with perfect, fat milkers, a killer booty, and just overall, a body that any woman would be jealous of. Fucking your mouth and ass these past few days has been absolutely glorious."
"I...uh... I don't see the problem." She declared. She thought maybe he was trying to make her squirm with his dirty words, but this was weak compared to some of the filthy things he'd said before.
Derick smiled, predatorily. "The problem is that I've promised that I'd never do anything to you that our captors didn't demand. But now you're making out with me, I'm rock hard, and my self control is waning. If we keep this up... which I'm ALL in favor of, mind you... I am not going to be responsible for my actions going forward. If you keep mackin' on me like you've been doing, you're gonna find me plowing the shit out of you, before you know what hit you."
He drew in a deep breath, still smiling, and said, "So I think it would be best for all parties involved if you just tell me how you really feel. If you want me to fuck you, I need to hear it from you. Ask me for it... BEG for it... and I'll fuck you harder than you ever thought possible."
Wrapped in his powerful embrace, Kelly suddenly felt as if she was in the grip of a dangerous, wild animal. Her pulse quickened, and her breathing grew uneven. In the past, her mind had wanted him to stop his sexual advances, even though her body was pleading for him to continue. Once the pleasure truly hit however, her mind had simply surrendered. This was different though.
This time her mind and body were in unison; both of them wanted him madly. Her cunt was alive, literally dripping with feminine liquid, and her nipples were stiff and ready. She wanted him to ravish her, to deflower her, and to strip away the last of her childish innocence. Only one thing stood in her way.
He was requiring her to make this decision. Why couldn't he just force himself upon her like he did before? It was so much easier, when she could just put all the blame on him. He had face fucked her, ass raped her, and ate her out against her will; she didn't have to accept responsibility for any of that. It wasn't her fault.
Even when she had given him a blowjob, it had been for his benefit. She was only helping him out; she wasn't requesting pleasure or anything. This time was different. Now, she was wanting... NEEDING... his cock deep inside of her, bringing her all the sensations that her body longed for. AND he was forcing her to beg for it.
The look in his eye left no question. He knew precisely what he was doing to her. He knew exactly how badly she wanted it, and he also knew she didn't want to ask for it. She wanted him to take control, just so she could inwardly claim innocence in the matter. Clearly however, he wasn't going to let her off the hook this time. If she wanted his cock, she would have to plead for it.
Desire and Fear struggled violently inside her to gain control. Shame fought alongside Fear, but a burgeoning Love for him sided with Desire. Her thoughts and emotions formed a maelstrom of chaos in her brain, straining as if to drive her completely insane with their efforts.
Finally, after a painfully long time, Kelly looked deep into her lover's eyes, even as her own eyes were misty with fear and longing. "Derick... I... I can't. You know I want..."
She paused, trying in vain to steady her pounding heart. "You know exactly what I want. But you should also know that I'm too afraid to ask for it. More than anything, I'm terrified I'll get pregnant. I can't imagine the horror of having a child inside this place. Being in here with you has been life changing, for the better I think, but still... I can't bring a child up in this environment. It would be cruel, maybe even evil, to risk getting knocked up simply because I desire you so badly."
Her voice faltering, she added, "If... if you want to take me, I won't fight you. I doubt I could stop you anyway... All I ask is that you PLEASE don't cum inside my pussy. Cum inside my asshole or my mouth, or on my tits or my face. Anywhere you like. My body can be your canvas... just not in my pussy."
Derick stared back into her sparkling emerald eyes. She had expected to see disappointment, perhaps even anger. His smile never faded, however.
Wordlessly, he moved to a kneeling position, guiding her until she was kneeling as well. She faced away from him on her elbows and knees, with her ass right next to his manhood. She looked and felt like a bitch in heat, but she could feel her desire rising.
Her body, particularly her womanhood, rejoiced. She had refused to beg, so he was simply going to take her virginity regardless, just like she secretly wanted.
Of course, part of her was still terrified of getting pregnant, but at least she would never have to blame herself. Also, if she had successfully convinced him to pull out at the last second, they would probably be fine.
She dropped her torso low, squishing her breasts against the floor in perfect, submissive doggy style. He spread her legs and grasped her hips tightly, placing the fat head of his dick against her vaginal entryway. It was obvious to Derick that she would offer no resistance.
