Lack of Control
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 13
by
copier
· original author:
penslayer5
She just couldn't control herself. Neither her nor the Professor could and before long they found themselves locked in a fiery make-out session on the couch. Cindy knew she should pull away or try to stop this from going too far, but her mind and body were at odds.
She wrapped her arms around the Professor's neck as she continued to lock lips with him and felt a tingle run down her spine as his arms snaked around her waist. He was lying down with her on top of him and they were in complete bliss within the other's warm embrace.
By the time they finally broke away for air they were left panting, staring into the other's eyes as the realization of what they'd just down started to set in. Logic dictates they stop and go their own separate ways, but right now... logic was out the window.
The next thing Cindy knew they were breaking down her bedroom door and flopping down onto her bed. They were once again locked in a fierce game of tonsil hockey trying to taste as much of the other as possible.
Cindy tasted like bubblegum while Steve tasted like Mentos. Before long they were stripping out of whatever clothing they were wearing as the storm outside became little more than background noise to the sound of their lovemaking.
The redhead was on cloud nine as she felt her favorite professor enter her for the second time that day, grunting and moaning at how well he fit her while she was normal sized. It was almost as if the universe was trying to tell her she was made for him.
Steve was in a similar boat as he was left groaning because of just how tight Cindy was when she wasn't an amazon. She was so much tighter than Debbie ever was and while the mere thought of his wife should bother him, in the heat of the moment she was nobody.
"Professor! Professor!" Cindy just managed to get out through her moans. She was so close already and the feeling of her best friend's dad hands on her chest was only helping to push her further over the edge.
"Call me Steve! I want to hear you call me Steve!" The Professor grunted as he continued to move fast without slowing down. He didn't want to drag things out or take things slow, he wanted to go in hard and he wanted to go in fast.
"Steve!" Cindy easily complied. Why wouldn't she considering she had feelings for the man was breaking her own rule yet again for her own selfish desires. "Steve! Don't stop! I'm gonna...!"
Stop! Why would he ever do that when he was also so close? No, he was going to just let it all go. He wasn't even going to give any warning just like the first time. He just continued to pound away as fast as he could and as hard as he could until finally, "Cindy!"
Both participants moaned as they finally reached their apex. Steve came first, firing off six ropes of hot thick seed into his lover. This caused Cindy to break next and her back arched as she clenched down on him with all the strength of a boa constrictor.
When the two finally came down from their high, they were tired as sweaty. The storm was no longer background noise, and the booming sound of thunder caught their ears. Slowly, Steve rolled to the side, pulling out of Cindy. The redhead grunted and could feel his load oozing deeper within her.
"You really are amazing prof-Steve." Cindy corrected herself. The man wanted her to call him Steve and she would do so. She liked the way his name sounded on her tongue and wanted to call him that from now on.
"You're the amazing one here." Steve complimented as he cuddled closer to her. With her free arm, Cindy grabbed the covers of the bed and casually tossed them on. Whatever happens because of this they could deal with in the morning. Right now she just felt exhausted.
"Goodnight, Steve." She smiled before planting a kiss on his nose.
Steve returned the gesture on her forehead. "Goodnight, Cindy."
She wrapped her arms around the Professor's neck as she continued to lock lips with him and felt a tingle run down her spine as his arms snaked around her waist. He was lying down with her on top of him and they were in complete bliss within the other's warm embrace.
By the time they finally broke away for air they were left panting, staring into the other's eyes as the realization of what they'd just down started to set in. Logic dictates they stop and go their own separate ways, but right now... logic was out the window.
The next thing Cindy knew they were breaking down her bedroom door and flopping down onto her bed. They were once again locked in a fierce game of tonsil hockey trying to taste as much of the other as possible.
Cindy tasted like bubblegum while Steve tasted like Mentos. Before long they were stripping out of whatever clothing they were wearing as the storm outside became little more than background noise to the sound of their lovemaking.
The redhead was on cloud nine as she felt her favorite professor enter her for the second time that day, grunting and moaning at how well he fit her while she was normal sized. It was almost as if the universe was trying to tell her she was made for him.
Steve was in a similar boat as he was left groaning because of just how tight Cindy was when she wasn't an amazon. She was so much tighter than Debbie ever was and while the mere thought of his wife should bother him, in the heat of the moment she was nobody.
"Professor! Professor!" Cindy just managed to get out through her moans. She was so close already and the feeling of her best friend's dad hands on her chest was only helping to push her further over the edge.
"Call me Steve! I want to hear you call me Steve!" The Professor grunted as he continued to move fast without slowing down. He didn't want to drag things out or take things slow, he wanted to go in hard and he wanted to go in fast.
"Steve!" Cindy easily complied. Why wouldn't she considering she had feelings for the man was breaking her own rule yet again for her own selfish desires. "Steve! Don't stop! I'm gonna...!"
Stop! Why would he ever do that when he was also so close? No, he was going to just let it all go. He wasn't even going to give any warning just like the first time. He just continued to pound away as fast as he could and as hard as he could until finally, "Cindy!"
Both participants moaned as they finally reached their apex. Steve came first, firing off six ropes of hot thick seed into his lover. This caused Cindy to break next and her back arched as she clenched down on him with all the strength of a boa constrictor.
When the two finally came down from their high, they were tired as sweaty. The storm was no longer background noise, and the booming sound of thunder caught their ears. Slowly, Steve rolled to the side, pulling out of Cindy. The redhead grunted and could feel his load oozing deeper within her.
"You really are amazing prof-Steve." Cindy corrected herself. The man wanted her to call him Steve and she would do so. She liked the way his name sounded on her tongue and wanted to call him that from now on.
"You're the amazing one here." Steve complimented as he cuddled closer to her. With her free arm, Cindy grabbed the covers of the bed and casually tossed them on. Whatever happens because of this they could deal with in the morning. Right now she just felt exhausted.
"Goodnight, Steve." She smiled before planting a kiss on his nose.
Steve returned the gesture on her forehead. "Goodnight, Cindy."
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