Banished Pt. 02

She moved, cautiously, slowly, against me, and she let out a sudden laugh, as she opened her eyes, and looked into my eyes, smiling.

"You're inside of me, and it feels so fucking good!" she announced.

She pulled my head into her bosom, as she lifted up, bringing my cock to the cusp of her tunnel before impaling herself on my full length.

"Suck them," she commanded, and I lapped at her breasts, stopping only to suck the delicious mounds into my mouth, as she rocked, rhythmically along my shaft.

Moans escaped her lips every time she brought herself down on my length, and I reveled in the sensation of being smothered by the fatty, succulent mounds of flesh while her inner walls slid delightfully around my shaft.

The feeling was heavenly, and having been teased all evening without a proper release, I found myself quickly approaching the point of no return.

"Cameron," I said, placing a hand on her hips, and she slowed her movements, momentarily delaying my climax.

"Nate... these people," she panted, in between crests, "expect us to make Godlings. If it's not me... then Francesca...? She's not ready..."

I stared into her eyes, as I processed the implications of her words, and she cupped my face in her hands as she brought our faces close together.

"Put a baby in me, Nate," she panted, and I realized for the first time that that might just be the single most erotic phrase in the English language.

I nodded, almost reflexively, and Cameron picked up the pace of her rhythmic riding as I gave in to the euphoric sensation of my impending climax.

With the hand still on her hip, I guided her movements, helping her into fuller, deeper thrusts, and she threw her head back, her body arched in the throes of her own budding ecstasy just as the first stream of cum spewed forth from the tip of my cock.

My hand tightened around the bedding beside me as my seed spewed forth in rope after rope, deep inside her womb as she continued to ride me, stimulating me through my orgasm into a state of near bliss.

I felt limp, but Cameron was close to an orgasm of her own, and as soon as I recovered from the intensity of my climax, I reached for her breasts, kneading them, and rolling the nipples between my fingers as she bounced on top of me with abandon.

"Kiss me, everywhere," she called, and I tried to meet her sensitive spots with my lips, but her movements were too quick.

Instead, I began to flex my hips, timing them with her thrusts to deepen the penetration with each bounce, and the effort was quickly rewarded as she cried out, and I held her, helping her movements to continue as she came.

Eventually, she stilled, and she shuddered a little in my arms as my softening rod slid from her slippery embrace.

"I can't believe I just did that," she breathed, rolling onto her back, beside me.

She stared up at the ceiling, breathing rapidly as she tried to catch her breath.

"Honestly, I don't think we really need to go this far to please them," I replied, and Cameron shoved me.

"Then why'd you cum inside of me, dummy?"

"I think the rational part of my brain died when you said 'put a baby in me'," I said, and she turned her head, studying me with a look equal parts excited and disbelieving.

"We must be crazy," she laughed. "That felt incredible, though."

I nodded in agreement, and she smiled.

I gave the bedding beside me a little pat, and she studied me for a moment, before scooting beside me, and I put my arms around her, pulling our bodies close together.

"Jeez. All these years on earth, I could never get a man to stay awake for five minutes after he's spent, much less cuddle with me, and here I am, cuddling up next to a psychopath who may have just impregnated me."

"You know, the chances of conception from just one coupling is pretty slim," I pointed out, intently observing her for a reaction.

"Well then, I guess we'll just have to do this again, and again. And again."

She punctuated each again with a kiss, eventually turning towards me, and we kissed several times before breaking apart.

"You know, I might feel nothing for you, but when I think of the possibility of my child growing inside of you, something inside of me feels like hugging you tight."

I traced circles around her stomach with a finger, and she giggled.

"Well, you did say it takes a lot to make you feel a little," she replied, laughing. "This is nice though."

"Even if I feel nothing?" I teased.

"Even so," she conceded, as she nestled herself comfortably in my arms. "I've spent all my life thinking I needed to find someone who loves me to make me feel special, but... maybe it doesn't matter as much as I thought."

"Maybe..."

My eyes closed as exhaustion finally caught up with me, and I drifted off to sleep dreaming about 'baby making' sessions with Cameron.