As soon as we got back on Earth, we were taken to the hospital. I was cleared immediately...Samantha on the other hand took three weeks of plasma transfusions. The doctors couldn't figure out why her twin brother's plasma didn't heal her on the first shot. I couldn't tell them the plasma was all wrong from the 24th chromosome, so I agreed to continue trying.
I had to do it every Monday and Friday because Sam loved wrestling. I would sit in her hospital room with wrestling on the TV case she woke up. They brought in a portable plasmapharesis machine in and linked our veins directly.
The first round did absolutely nothing. The second round made me start to feel fuzzy. Thought it was just depletion. The third round brought a deep seated resonation within me. A pleasant hum built up within my veins over the next couple of days in between the plasma cycles. I also started to feel anxious and overheated.
On the fourth treatment she began to give off this gentle aroma like lilacs. It was so damn intoxicating. I closed my eyes and soaked in that wonderful scent. I came out of the haze when the nurse came in and unhooked me. I'm so glad that she wasn't looking cause I was hard as a rock. Twenty minutes after the fifth treatment finished, Samantha shout out of bed like she had been electrocuted.
That fantastic smell returned and it rolled over me in intoxicating waves. I could tell she was thinking the same thing because her nostrils flared. I watched her back arch and a gasp escaped her lips and her eyes squeezed tightly shut. Her lilac scent became so pungent that I felt like I was surrounded by it.
I couldn't control myself any longer and in a second I leaned over and slid into her bed beside her. I pulled her flush against my body and started to sniffer neck. I had to ind the source of that scent, so I could bottle and sell it. Her breasts pressed into my chest and her breathing became ragged.
I was impossibly hard and I ached for friction. I pulled her leg over my hip and my bulge pressed against her soaked core. I licked from her collar bone up to her earlobe. Her whole body tensed , she rolled her cunt against my bulge and then she came back to herself.
Her jaw dropped and she looked where her naked cunt was soaking my dick in her juices. She threw her arms around my neck and buried her face in my collarbone. I was really confused until I felt her grinding on my cock. A strangled gasp left my throat and I held her tight against me as I buried my face in her hair.
"John?" She squeaked.
"Sam?" I moaned.
"Fuck." She screeched and she started to vibrate like a leaf. I felt my sweat pant covered hard on get drenched in Sam's pussy juice. The wetness stopped when she pushed herself away from me. She sat back against her pillows and whispered really quiet. "Get out."
"The hell if I am Sam."
She moaned and lost control again, arching her back. It was like she was warring a steady battle with her body and I was really hoping that drenched, leaking cunt would win. I could see the wet spot under her pooling. Sam was so damn wet for me and we hadn't even fucked yet. I can't wait to see what she does when I'm inside.
A grin spread across my face and I reattached myself to her front. I inhaled her scent on her neck as I layed her against the pillows on her back. "John!" She moaned. She squirmed and I layed my body over hers, effectively pinning her in.
"You're gonna have to be real quiet Sam." I whispered in her ear. We were so close, that I could feel her stomach contract. Fuck.