Chapter 73

Returning to the waking world, I noticed a dull ache behind my eyes. It took some time, but slowly, the world around me became focused again. I was still lying on the table, but someone had moved me, so my whole body was now on it. And someone had even covered me with a towel.

I looked around and noticed Erik walking away with a bucket and a mob. I was sure it was my fault that he was carrying this. I must have made a mess from squirting as much as I had done.

“Hi,” I heard a soft voice from my other side. I looked and saw that Brad was sitting on a chair next to me. “Are you feeling okay?”

I let out a long sigh. “I feel like I have run a marathon,” I responded.

When I tried to get up from the table, Brad quickly got up and helped me to sit up on the table. In the process of doing this, the towel slipped down and revealed my breasts again. Most of the tower was now in my lap, covering my legs to just underneath my knees.

I looked at Brad and asked, “Was I long out?”

“Maybe fifteen minutes,” Brad responded.

When he returned, Erik said, “So, you’re awake again! “ I noticed that he was dressed again.

“Yeah, I’m back,” I smiled at him.

“I hope you don’t mind, but I washed your body while you were passed out.”

“You did?” I responded, surprised.

I pulled away the towel and looked down on my body. I even opened my legs to check out my pussy. It still looked very red, but it looked nice and clean. Even my legs looked normal. With what we had been doing before my lights went out, they should have been sticky and wet from our combined juices. So, Erik had indeed washed my body.

I looked up at him and said, “Thanks! You didn’t need to do that.”

“Well, I did try to wake you, but when you responded with ‘Mum, five more minutes’ and went back to slumber land, I just wanted to take care of you.”

“I really said that? I can’t remember.”

Erik chuckled and said, “Yep, you really said that.”

“I think you must have passed out from all those consecutive orgasms you had,” Brad explained. “By the way, here, take a drink.”

I accepted the large glass of water he offered me and emptied it in one go.

A little panting, I said, “I really needed this! Thanks.”

“Well, you lost a lot of water,” Brad chuckled. “I have never seen a girl lose so many fluids, not even when peeing.”

“After we were done, I was standing in a large puddle,” Erik said. “I was only done mopping it up when you started to wake.”

“Yeah, I noticed you taking away a bucket and mop. Was it really that bad?”

“The old geyser in Yellow Park has nothing to you,” Erik said, chuckling. “I think I’ll call you my little fountain from now on! Or even better, my little drinking fountain because whatever you squirt tastes so good!”

I stuck out my tongue at him and said, “Meany!”

Erik just responded by laughing and then said, still with fun in his voice, “By the way! When I was washing your body, I noticed something. Your clit looks a lot different now.”

“It does?!” I opened my legs wide so I could have a good look at my clitoris, not caring that the boys also got a good view of it.

“See,” Erik said, “it looks much smaller now.”

He was right. My clitoris had shrunk. It still looked more prominent than before, but it wasn’t sticking out anymore, and the bottom part was again covered with a little flap of skin.

I looked up at Erik, then at Brad, and asked myself, “How?”

Brad must have taken it that I was asking him because he answered, “You must have been running around with us the whole day, feeling very excited.”

“Yeah, maybe.” I looked down at my pussy again and decided to touch my clitoris. When I did this, I inhaled air and said, “Too sensitive!”

Well, while it was smaller again, it did look unnatural red.

“You know,” Erik started to say in a funny voice, “When I was cleaning you, I overdid it a little, and you had another orgasm. You even squirted again right on my face.”

I looked up at him, surprised. I sure couldn’t remember anything of that.

He smiled and said, “That’s when I was sure you would be okay.”

“How many times did I squirt? Four times?”

“I think it was five,” Brad answered.

I looked up at Erik and said, “I think I never came this much before, not even when I ... umm ... I’m masturbating. In fact, normally, I should be lucky enough to have just one when having sex. I hope you don’t mind me saying this, but you lasted a long time! Most guys don’t even last two minutes.”

“Well, if you want your guys to last a little longer, just give them a blowjob first!”

“I see,” I suddenly understood. “That’s why Tom could go first, and you wanted me to give you a blowjob! Smart!”

“Thanks,” he said, looking proud of himself. Well, maybe he should be because he was also the first one who managed to fuck my brains out. I, for sure, had never passed out like this after having sex with someone.

“I hope you don’t mind, but I’m going to bed now. Tomorrow will be an early day,” Erik said.

“Goodnight,” Brad said, adding, “And please, don’t send anyone else our way!”

“I won’t,” Erik responded and then looked at me and said awkwardly, “Thanks for agreeing to have sex with me. I hope you also had...” he then started smiling and added, “No! I’m sure you had fun as well!”

“I did,” I confirmed. “And I think ... I really needed it! So ... thanks!”

“You’re welcome,” he said, smiling. “Well, see ya!”

“See ya!”

And off he went.

“Are we turning in as well?” Brad asked me.

“Umm ... could I have more water first? I’m still feeling thirsty,” I told him.

“Sure,” he said. “Just sit where we were before, I’ll get you some.”

“Thanks!”

I returned to the chair I had been sitting on before Erik and Tom disturbed my conversation with Brad. While I had been walking, I noticed my groin area felt a little sore, so after sitting down, I carefully checked out my pussy with my fingers.

My outer labia looked normal, except for being very red. However, when I touched the inside of my pussy, especially my vagina, I noticed it stung a little.

When I heard Brad returning, I quickly crossed my legs and went to sit correctly again, but it was already too late.

“Feeling sore?” Brad asked when he reached me.

“Yeah, a little,” I told him.

He was holding two large glasses of water in his hands. At first, I thought one glass was for him, but he put both in front of me.

“I thought you could need some extra water!” he said.

“Thanks!” I picked up one of the glasses and chucked it down a little too eagerly because some of the water dribbled out of the corners of my mouth and ran down my chin until it ended up on my chest.

After I had emptied the glass, I took a huge breath and put it on the table. I wiped away the few droplets on my chest with my hand.

“Well, this proves it,” Brad said.

“Proves what?” I asked.

“What you are squirting has to be water! I don’t know how, but somehow, your body uses the water inside of you to produce the liquid you squirt.”

I smiled at him and said, “I guess that’s why I’m feeling so thirsty.” I took another gulp from the other glass, but only one gulp this time.

Brad looked at me, and I could feel he wanted to ask me something, but he didn’t dare.

“What is it that you want to ask me?”

He looked me in the eyes and asked, “How are you feeling?”

“I’m fine. Why do you ask?”

“Well ... you just had sex with someone you don’t really know. You even masturbated for me and my friends earlier. Doesn’t it make you feel weird?”

“Weird? No, not really. Thirsty, yes, but weird, no,” I joked.

He smiled and said, “I’m glad you’re okay with this.”

“I am! Don’t worry,” I said to ease his mind. “Like I told Erik. I think I really needed this.”

“Can I be frank with you?”

“Sure!”

“I always thought girls were more reluctant about having sex with others. Even ... well ... more modest about showing others their bodies. Except for a few girls, maybe. I sure don’t know of any other girl who would run around naked like you do.”