Chapter 2 - The Morning After
I awoke feeling amazing. I just had the most incredible erotic dream, but that was not all - I felt incredibly powered up. Energy was flowing out of every pore and I felt really good - in fact I could not remember if I had ever felt this good before. I was so caught up in my feeling that it took me a moment to realize the sun was up and I was alone in the room. I looked at the bedside clock and realized that I had slept through both my internal alarm clock and Oga's alarm clock. Oga would be at school now. For the first time since I had arrived at this house, I had missed performing the morning duties of cleaning and feeding Master. I noted mentally that usually I would be mortified, but with this glowing feeling inside me, I simply shrugged it off. Oga must have handled it, if not, the room would have been blasted to bits by Master's electric shock.
The covers had been thrown off and I was lying on my back spread eagle and completely naked. Since Oga had awakened before me, he would have known I had slept in the nude. Now there was probably no way he could think that what happened last night was just a dream. He would also have had ample time to inspect my nakedness close-up in full daylight. I wondered if he had. I wondered if he had wanted to fuck me again in the morning.
I didn't have to wonder long. As I slid my hand down to feel between my legs, my hand brushed across a familiar feeling sticky puddle on my stomach, just above my small trimmed patch of blonde pubic hair. That horny bastard, instead of doing it in the bathroom as usual, he had jerked off right there between my legs while I was sound asleep. Not that I minded, I was not embarrassed to display my nakedness, and I liked the thought of the power my body had over Oga. Now he would be even easier to manipulate. But the nerve... to leave that puddle right there for me to find. Maybe he wanted me to know, or had he simply rushed out because he was late... that would have been typical of him.
But when I thought I had it figured out, I felt between my legs and noticed I was really wet - but not only from my own juices - there was fresh sperm mixed in with it. So it hadn't just been an erotic dream after all. As I struggled to recollect the hazy memory from my sleep, I started to remember. I had forgotten to dispel the mind link before I fell asleep and it had still been working this morning. In my dream I remembered sensing Oga's surprise and pleasure at awakening to feel me still sleeping on top of him and his penis still inside me. It was hard from the usual morning erection but as he awakened and realized the position he was in, I had felt the stiffness increase and he had made a few small thrusts. He had been afraid to wake me, but soon his need for additional room to thrust deeper, took over. He had slowly turned me over onto my back into the missionary position. As his thrusts gathered speed I could sense a feeling of conflict in his mind. 'Was he doing the right thing' - after a moment I sensed he had made a decision. 'The hell with it; Hilda had fucked him last night because she wanted to. Now he was going to fuck her because he wanted to. Besides if everyone thought she was his wife, he might as well consummate the marriage.'
The next few minutes of dream memory was filled with the frenzied thrusting of mad lust. Through Oga's mind's eye, I saw myself orgasm in my sleep and realized it had coincided with my erotic dream. No wonder I hadn't woken up. When Oga had spent himself in what I sensed was a long climax with his penis shoved deep inside me, I saw him look at my face with surprise that I was still asleep. I sensed a feeling of concern. "Hilda?" he had whispered, "Are you alright?". I had a rare smile on my face and when he noticed my breasts were moving up and down with the rhythm of regular breathing. He had smirked, "Hilda, I don't know if you are just pretending to be asleep... you are one sneaky bitch, trapping me like this. But you are one hell of a sexy, gorgeous, beautiful, and ridiculously strong, sneaky bitch. I guess I cannot say you aren't my wife anymore, but if you are going to be my wife, you'd better believe I'm going to take advantage of it." Then he had leaned over and kissed me on the lips. "I guess this makes it official," he had whispered, and I could sense that a blush had risen on his cheeks as he said it. "Oh fuck, I don't have time for this," he had said as he noticed his cock come to full attention with the kiss. "Ok a quickie," he had said as if addressing his penis. Then he grabbed his cock and stroked furiously while looking up and down my naked body lingering first on my breasts then at my spread pussy which was starting to drip. It didn't take long, the sight of my moist pink wetness up close, took him over the edge and he had spurted on my stomach. Then glancing at the clock, he had cursed, grabbed his clothes, bag, baby Beel, who was still sleeping, and dashed out. It was about that point the mind link, which only had a short range, broke and my dream memories went blank.
I swirled a finger in the sticky puddle of sperm on my stomach then brought it to my lips - I had a sudden urge to taste it. What happened next was unbelievable. The taste was salty-sweet, quite pleasant. But then I felt a bolt of energy go down my throat and infuse my entire body. It was like taking a triple shot of espresso coffee, but a hundred times more intense and instantaneous. Was I imagining things or was there immense power stored in that puddle of Oga's sperm? I scooped up a larger sample with two fingers and swallowed it. Again the salty-sweet taste, very nice... then I was hit with another larger bolt of energy. It made every part of my body feel alive, I loved it. Within seconds I had scooped up almost every drop and swallowed it. A small remaining sliver of sense made me hold back from slurping down the last of this nectar of power. I grabbed a small lipstick sized container of candy nearby, emptied it, and scooped the last of the liquid on my stomach into it.
I felt drunk and dizzy with power, but also incredibly horny. I was glad Oga wasn't here. I would have jumped him and fucked him silly without any attempt at pretense. Instead I reached down and pleasured myself. I orgasmed almost instantly, but instead of fading out after a few seconds, the orgasm kept going and going. I must have been moaning quite loudly because out of the corner of my eye I saw the door open and Oga's sister come in to check. She looked shocked at first, but then I saw her lick her lips and slowly back out until only a crack in the door remained open. I knew she was still there watching and somehow it turned me on even more. I made sure to give her a good show of my toe curling multiple-orgasm. When it finally ended, I lay back closed my eyes and tried to will myself back to normality.
The mind blowing multiple-orgasmic masturbation session must have done something, because although I still felt incredibly energized, I could at least think straight when I opened my eyes again. I realized I needed to find out what was going on. Why was I feeling so incredible? I liked it but it was also interfering with my ability to act rationally. Who could I ask? I needed to talk to Lamia. Maybe she could analyze the sample of Oga's sperm that I had saved in that candy container.
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