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."
