Chapter 34: Chapter 34: Paralyzed

CARTER

Dinner was chopped chicken and parmesan rice, and as simple as the meal was, it was still the best thing Carter had eaten in several months. It wasn’t that he couldn’t cook. He’d just never bothered when eating alone, and he’d let himself slack off in that regard.

He knew how to cook a few meals. He was going to cook those for Allison soon. Once he could move about without his insides being on fire.

After dinner, he was actually a bit full for sex, but it was primetime. He suspected they could find something interesting to watch. After he settled on the couch, Allison snuggled up against him in her tight top and his sweatpants. Even as he focused on some formulaic cop show, he was aware she kept casting hopeful glances his way.

He maintained his discipline. He wanted her, but after his stomach settled. Plus, the longer they waited, the hotter they both got. Every brush of her fingers along his sides was sweet torment.

As the show finished up just past 8 PM, Allison leaned over and slid her hands up and down his chest. She looked like she was done with patience. “Carter?”

“Yes, Allie?”

“I really would like to pleasure you now.”

He had never had a girlfriend who was this constantly horny, and while some men might have eventually found that annoying, Carter couldn’t imagine how. It had been a struggle not to push her down on the couch on the commercial breaks, which he couldn’t do with his injuries.

“All right,” Carter agreed with a grin. “Bed.” He offered his arm. “A little help?”

She carefully helped him off the couch, and while he didn’t feel any pain thanks to her constant mental embrace, he didn’t want to stress her seals or his body. They walked to his bedroom, where she helped him strip off his shirt.

She breathed out as she eagerly ran her hands all over his chest, staring in delight. She stared at his muscles and visibly bit her lip. He loved the way her fingers felt on his chest, and he loved that his appearance made her so hot. He’d certainly worked hard enough.

Eventually, she led him to the bed. Getting his pants off was awkward with his middle busted, but they managed it thanks to Allison’s mind numbing powers and her help. She next slipped off his boxers and helped him settle in the middle of the mattress, with his head on the pillow but the sheets off for obvious reasons.

Then she kissed him. Longingly, eagerly, and with a great deal of tongue. He slipped his hands through her short blond hair and held her close. A gentle push against his chest was his signal to release her, and as she dropped onto her calves and moved to peel off her thin white tank, Carter stopped her with a raised hand.

“Leave it on.”

With her hands still crossed and her tank top pulled up to just below her breasts, she tilted her head. “You do not wish to play with my breasts?”

“Oh, I do. I just love how they look in those tight little tops.”

She released her top and pointed at her hips. “And my panties?”

“Those can come off. I want to watch you get wet.”

She blinked innocently. “But I am already wet.”

He grinned wide. “Show me.”

She rose slowly, leaving her tank top rolled up to expose everything up to just below her breasts. She then turned and just as slowly bent over, giving him a reminder of how much he loved staring at her ass. Her breasts dangled as she glanced over her shoulder at him.

Only then did she slip off her panties, making sure to tease him with a reveal that left his already hard cock aching. When she finally rose and turned, naked from the waist down with only that thin white top stretched over her tits, the small tuft of hair above her slit glistened.

“Seems like you are,” Carter managed.

She stepped close as her gaze momentarily turned from seductive to serious. “If we are to focus on sex now, I will need to put you cells to sleep again. Dulling your pain requires concentration I am certain to lose once you put your hands on my body.”

“And my tongue, Allie. Don’t forget about my tongue.”

She blinked rapidly before she focused again. “However you wish. Are you ready?”

He nodded. Once Allison finished putting his cells to sleep, Carter tested his body again. He could easily move his arms and legs, and his head and neck and shoulders, but his middle wouldn’t move at all. It really was a bit like being paralyzed.

While that remained a little disconcerting, he knew she could easily undo it. And the relief from pain was heavenly. It had been less the intensity and more the non-stop discomfort.

Once she made sure he was comfortable, she knelt beside the bed, took one of his hands, and promptly placed it on her breast. As he cupped her warm, soft flesh over her top, he gave her a rougher than normal squeeze. Her hungry, grateful smile assured him she liked that.

Instead of pulling off her top, she pulled its collar down instead. She popped one breast out and then the other. The tight, badly stretched collar pushed her breasts up and together almost as firmly as her corset top from the last night, except her pert nipples were right there.

She was obviously stretching out that tank top, but she looked so hot right now Carter didn’t care. They could buy her more tops. She leaned close to allow him easier access.

As he continued to play with her breast with one hand, she took his other in both of her hands and drew it to her face... no, her lips. One by one, she kissed and sucked the tips of his fingers, all while she kept her light green eyes locked with his. He teased her nipple and rolled it gently between two fingers. She sucked his fingers even harder.

The hunger in her gaze was so fucking hot. She made it clear just how much she wanted to please him, and after that amazing dinner, her generosity was almost too much. It would be so easy to just lie back and let her work him until he blew his load down her throat, but he wanted more. He wanted to please her, too.

Also, with her tits out and dangling over him, he really wanted to suck them again. “Allie,” he said. “Up here.”

She obediently shifted to dangle her breasts above his face. “How can I serve you, sir?”

He pressed one hand firmly to her back and pulled her down so her breasts were practically brushing his nose. “Let me serve you a bit.” After one more glance up at her to find her still as visibly horny as he’d hoped, he once again shoved his face in those amazing tits.

The urge to just pull her down and fuck her was strong, but he intended to tease her first. He massaged her breasts and alternated between teasing her nipples with his tongue and sucking them hard. With a pleased sigh, she slipped one hand through his hair. When he lightly tweaked her nipple with his teeth, she gasped and gripped his hair firmly.

He knew, from watching her rough play with her breasts as he fingered her last night, that he wouldn’t hurt her. She was definitely still sensitive, but no more than any other human woman be. He’d given her more than enough energy to recover.

He had her good and ready. After he finally eased back she stared down at him with a hopeful, eager, slightly dazed gaze. “Are you ready for me to pleasure you, sir?”

“Not yet. I want you to sit on my face.”

Her cheeks flushed as her eyes visibly widened. Her mixture of hopeful excitement and hesitation was everything he’d hoped for. “But, sir... I want to please you.”

“You will,” he promised her. “And right now, what’ll please me is having your hot pussy on my face. Unless that’s not something you want?”

Her whole body flushed as red as her face. “I do want that, sir.”

She carefully climbed onto the bed with him, on her knees, careful not to knee him in the midsection despite having numbed him there. Yet instead of immediately obeying his order, she dropped to kiss him hard on the lips. He appreciated that.

As she eased his mouth open and her tongue sought his, he ran his hands up and down her back and ass. All the while her breasts pressed against his chest as the tips of her nipples dug into his chest like fingertips. He’d enjoy those more later.

Finally, he gave her a little push. She obediently broke their kiss. Then, eying him as if worried she might break him, she crawled to the headboard and straightened. She gazed down at him as she suspended her tight little pussy above his face with just her thighs.

“Good girl.” Carter took a firm grip on her ass with both hands and eased her close. “Now come here.”

She gripped the headboard, leaned her head back, and relaxed just enough to press herself against his chin. He tilted his head up to nuzzle her before diving right in with his tongue. Her soft gasp told him he was giving her exactly what she craved.

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Again, as much as he wanted to just go right for her core, he maintained his discipline. He offered eager licks around the edges, teasing her folds with his tongue and only occasionally flicking his tongue across her clit. Her moans, while soft, grew more desperate the more he toyed with her.

Soon she was squeezing her own breasts as he ate her out, occasionally teasing her nipples between pinched fingernails. So she liked that too. He’d remember.

She finally looked down and spoke between her little gasps. “Sir?”

He eased her up enough to speak, enthralled by her taste. “Something you need, Allie?”

“Can I have more?”

“Ask nice.”

“Please sir,” Allie whispered. “Please, I need you to give me more... that.”

Her seeming shyness was so fucking hot. He guided her down again and eagerly ran his tongue all over. He slipped a finger inside her and started working her with that as well. She moaned encouragingly and began to shamelessly grind away on his mouth. About time.

Just as her moans were cresting, he stopped. As he pushed her up off his wet face, she gazed down at him with eyes that looked both disappointed and desperate. “Sir?”

“Time to flip, Allie.”

She still looked a bit dazed. “You want me to do a backflip?”

Just imagining how that might look, and how she might look doing it, made him laugh harder than he expected. He recovered soon enough, raised his head to give her absolutely drenched slit another kiss, and pointed. “No, I mean turn around and get down there.”

“Oh!” Her eyes widened with both understanding and eagerness. “69?”

“I think that’d be fun. How about you?”

She was already gripping the headboard and maneuvering herself around. “I am going to throat you so fucking hard.”

She was almost going overboard with the dirty talk right now, but he didn’t mind. It certainly made him hot enough, and they could expand her vocabulary later. As she settled her thighs on either side of his head, backwards this time, he gripped just above her ass.

She sank down upon him, enveloped his cock with her lips, and eagerly mouthed her way down until his tip was literally jammed against her throat. The moment she coughed it turned him on even more, but only because he knew she was putting up with the discomfort to please him. He knew he couldn’t hurt her. She’d made that clear.

She dug her hands into the bed and began bobbing her head up and down on him in a steady rhythm, sucking him so hard he couldn’t help but groan. He muffled himself by pulling her ass down and eagerly going to work on her pussy. Her own eager moans returned at once, and the fact that they were muffled by the cock in her mouth only made them better.

He eased her up only to breathe before pulling her back down on top of him, then began teasing her again with his fingers and tongue. All the while the wet sound of her slurping and the little gagging sounds she made on his cock drove him wild.

He was close to orgasm when she finally shuddered against his face, clenching her thighs hard enough she pinned him to the bed. He surrendered and took her through her trembling orgasm. Even as she shuddered, he appreciated that she didn’t let his cock leave her lips. Her warm tongue simply relaxed against him as she came all over his face.

Finally, after a breathy collapse and a moment of gasping for breath, she stirred... and it felt like he’d shifted her into another gear entirely.

He was surprised when she pushed her ass up in the air, but he then realized why she was doing that. She wanted to give him a perfect view down her front, across her dangling breasts, to where her lips were wrapped around his cock.

Ass still in the air, she went to work once more, and it was all he could do not to lie back on the bed and collapse. Yet the view was too good. He could swear her tongue was flicking around his tip faster than possible for any human woman.

From where he was now, he could look straight past her drenched slit and down her tight abs to her gorgeous tits, which bounced teasingly above his stomach. Past those he could also see her chin and, finally, the visible bulge in her throat. His cock, in her throat.

It shouldn’t be possible for a woman to throat him like that while her little pink tongue still escaped her lips to tease his shaft and the top of his balls, but Allison was no normal woman. She was a sex goddess, and she slurped and sucked until Carter came so hard he almost tipped her off the bed. “Fuuuuck!” he groaned.

This time, Allie popped off his cock while he still had a few spurts left, ensuring he shot his last few streamers across her face. Given she gripped him with one hand and jacked him off at the same time, he didn’t mind at all. The sudden shift was a pleasant shock.

Carter thumped back against the bed in the aftermath and breathed, aware of just how badly his stomach would be hurting now if she hadn’t numbed it. While that part of his remained numb, the rest of him was tingling like she’d lit it on fire. In a good way.

Allison eased one leg into the air to tuck both on one side of the narrow bed, then moved to crawl up beside him. As she smiled gratefully down at him, with several pale white strands plastered across her cheeks and one bit dangling from her chin, Carter whistled softly.

“Guess I made a mess after all.”

“I wanted to be a mess for you,” Allison whispered. “I did not mean to swallow so much, but the things you do with your mouth are incredibly distracting. I will do better next time.”

“How could you possibly do better?”

“Next time, I want you to paint my face.”

She seemed so different in the aftermath of sex than she did before it, but both were parts of the woman he couldn’t get enough of. Shy, innocent Allison and sex-craved Allison were two halves of the same gorgeous woman, and he could never pick one over the other.

He raised one hand and brushed her chin. “Think you missed some there.”

“Oh!” She traced a fingertip along her chin to pick up the dangling string of cum, then popped her fingertip in her mouth and gave a little shudder. He remembered then that contact gave her a brief orgasm. Could those continue even after it arrived?

She watched him with a slightly dazed expression. “May I clean up now, sir?”

“You mean, like...” He had no idea why she would ask. “Sure, Allie.”

He expected her to hop off the bed and go to the bathroom to wash her face, but instead, as he watched wide-eyed, the white strands sticking to her cheeks and chins simply faded away. She’d absorbed his cum right through her skin. Crazy.

“I am clean now.” Her shy and innocent side returned. She blushed visibly and glanced down at herself, then up at him. “I mean... I am clean up here.”

Carter pulled her down to snuggle against him. As her warm cheek settled against his bare chest, she made a sigh of contentment and wrapped her arms around him.

“I really enjoyed that,” she murmured.

He gently rubbed her back. “Did you? I couldn’t tell.”

Her head popped up as her eyes went wide. “Was I not expressive enough?”

He laughed softly. “I’m teasing you.”

“Oh.” Her smirk slowly returned. “I see.” After a moment of gazing into his eyes again, she ruefully shook her head. “You are very good at that.”

 

Next Week: Allison makes a drug deal. Carter buys protection.

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