Chapter 6

As the day went on, Alyssa lost track of the number of times they fucked. Ken wanted her in a variety of positions and she felt her body ache in soreness from all the different ways she was being manipulated.

They fucked again on the bed and she had orgasmed herself multiple times. When Ken was ready to blow instead of cumming inside her, he pulled out covering her face and breasts with his sticky semen. Alyssa had moved to go to the bathroom to wash up but found herself pulled back and thrown back onto the bed for another round.

Ken’s lust felt insatiable to Alyssa. He pounded her against the door. He pounded her with her back against the ball. On the bed. On the floor. After each session, whenever Ken would cum, Alyssa kept thinking to herself that this was the last. And every time, she would be left in disbelief as Ken’s cock quickly regrew and found its way back inside her.

After a few hours, Ken’s cock finally seemed to be slowing down. It didn’t seem to get hard as quickly as it had before. Unfortunately Ken didn’t seem to allow Alyssa any reprieve. He grabbed her and starting making out with her. His hands exploring her body, touching and probing at all her sensitive spots. Their makeout session got so intense that Alyssa found herself wanting more as her own body heated up. Her own hand reached down and she was pleased to find Ken’s hard, recuperated penis.

WEDNESDAY EVENING

“I’m home”

Alyssa’s husband calls out as he enters the apartment.

“Welcome home!”

Alyssa appears from the kitchen with a smile. Her husband loosens his tie as he drops his bag on the table.

“Are you alright? I was worried sick! You didn’t answer my calls during lunch.”

Alyssa gives him a cute look.

“I’m sorry honey. I wasn’t feeling well so I took a long nap.”

He feels her forehead.

“Yeah, you do feel a little warm ... rest up. I’ll take care of dinner tonight.”

As he goes to the kitchen, guilt fills Alyssa’s face.

THURSDAY MORNING

Alyssa and her husband are both right outside their apartment. She is still wearing her blue pajamas that she wore to sleep.

“Take care of yourself okay? If you still don’t feel well, make sure to go to the hospital.”

Alyssa’s husband looks worried and glances over his shoulder as he walks away. Alyssa gives him a reassuring smile and nods, waving him goodbye. She returns back into the apartment to see Ken sitting on the couch. This time, he isn’t watching TV, he is staring right at Alyssa. Ken motions towards Alyssa with his head.

Alyssa walks over to Ken slowly, slightly blushing, her fingers playing with the buttons on her pajama shirt. He motions again with his head. As if on cue, Alyssa slow starts unbuttoning her pajama shirt. She briefly hesitates on the last button and then fully takes the shirt off revealing her naked, bra-less body underneath.

Ken nods in approvals and motions for her to remove the rest. Alyssa grabs onto the waistband of her pajama pants and panties and removes them both in one smooth motion. Full naked now and feeling a bit shy, she tries to cover herself with her hands.

Ken looks her up and down admiring her figure. His penetrating gaze makes Alyssa flush and she feels her nipples harden.

“You dirty whore. Lying to your husband just so you can fuck a rapist like me.”

His degrading words fill Alyssa with shame as she averts her eyes. She looks down at the floor unsure of what to do. Ken slowly moves forward placing his face close to Alyssa’s crotch making her nervous. He moves up at a snails pace, slowing rising up until he reaches his full standing height, towering over her small frame. Alyssa keeps her eyes down, unable to make eye contact.

Ken grabs her roughly by the hair pulling back forcing her to meet his eyes. He pulls her towards him, pressing his lips onto hers. Alyssa whimpers and keeps her lips firmly closed as she tries to resist. Ken’s hand reaches up and roughly grabs her breast causing her to gasp. Taking advantage of her open mouth, Ken slips his tongue into her mouth making her moan and press her body against his.

Ken smacks her ass cheeks and squeezing them roughly. He pulls her towards him as their crotches press against each other. Their tongues dance around each other like snakes.