Chapter 30: Training for Deeper Depths

The soreness had settled into something different this time.

Sunday morning I woke and stretched, feeling the deep ache in my lower belly. Not the sharp, tearing pain of that first night, nothing like the way I’d limped to the bathroom two Saturdays ago, wincing with every step. This was a throb. A reminder. The ghost of three cocks sliding through my cum-slick pussy, each thicker than the last.

I pressed my hand against my stomach and felt the tenderness. Still there. Still real. But manageable.

Breakfast was quiet. Pancakes again. My mother hummed at the stove, and my father read his newspaper, and I ate without flinching. The afternoon passed in a haze of homework and half-watched television. By dinner, the ache had faded to a whisper.

At 9:47, my parents’ bedroom door clicked shut.

I waited. The pipes creaked. The house settled.

At 10:30, I opened my laptop.

The screen glowed blue-white in the dark. The chat room loaded, and his message was already waiting, like always.

ProfessorPleasure: Sunday night. I’ve been waiting all weekend to hear from you.

I smiled. My fingers found the keyboard.

CuriousBlonde18: I’m here.

ProfessorPleasure: You went back to Carl’s on Friday, didn’t you? I can feel it. Tell me everything.

CuriousBlonde18: I did. You were right. I needed more.

The three dots pulsed. I imagined him leaning forward, his eyes hungry on the screen.

ProfessorPleasure: More? Tell me what you did.

I shifted on the bed. The movement sent a dull pulse through my pussy—not pain, but memory. I let my fingers rest on my lower belly as I typed.

CuriousBlonde18: I told Carl I wanted three men. In my pussy. Raw. One after another.

ProfessorPleasure: Three?

CuriousBlonde18: The first one was the same man who took my virginity. I recognized his cock, thick, veined, that deep purple head. He slid into me and I felt that same stretch, that same fullness. But it was easier this time. My body remembered him. It opened for him.

ProfessorPleasure: And the second?

CuriousBlonde18: Thinner. Longer. He slid in while the first man’s cum was still inside me. I could feel it squelch around him, coating his shaft as he pushed deep. He came fast. Added his load to the first one’s.

ProfessorPleasure: And the third?

I paused. The memory of that massive dark cock pushing through the hole made my thighs press together. The stretch. The burn. The way he’d filled me so completely I thought I might break.

CuriousBlonde18: Black man. His cock was the biggest I’ve ever taken. He stretched me wider than I thought my body could go. But I took it. All of it. He came inside me too, filled me until I was dripping with all three loads.