Beanstalk stands before you, smiling confidently, like she's won. She's taken great pleasure out of turning you on like this; she watches with rapt fascination as your cock twitches and throbs against your thigh. You had only just reached your climax - pumped a hot and gooey load of cum down the slutty operator's throat - but it wouldn't be long until you were off cooldown.
Until then, Beanstalk was content to finally start stripping. None of her clothes had slipped off her curves, until now. Starting with the uppermost ribbon that's wrapped neatly around her torso, the Reproba grabs the end of the thin cloth and gives it a decisive tug, allowing the entire thing to unravel off of her like she was unwrapping herself as your present.
The ribbon falls gently to the ground, just as you sit up and watch her closely. You're reaching out towards her now, desperately, because there's no way you're letting her get the rest of those clothes off by herself. Your hands had better get used to exploring her body here and now, considering you were planning on exploring the territory all night long.
Beanstalk giggles lewdly as you come up and take her in your arms. Your lips are on her neck, drawing a gasp and a shiver from her, and you work on undressing this woman the rest of the way. Next up is the second ribbon, wrapped snugly around her tummy, and it flutters down to the floor as soon as you undo it, making her smile with appreciation as you dig into your Christmas gift.
"That's it, Doctor," she purrs, "unwrap me, all of me… I'm all yours tonight…"
She licks her lips; the proximity between you two has your mind spinning. She smells so wonderful, like all the sweetest things, yet the aroma isn't so overpowering to be discomforting, either. Instead, like a bee to a gorgeous flower, you're drawn to her, and unable to break away.
Beanstalk raises her arms to the ceiling, helping you remove that pesky sweater. As cute as her outfit is, everything must go!
The sweater falls to the ground unceremoniously, leaving Beanstalk just a little more bare than before. Now the only thing that covered her torso was the light green tank top. She wasn't wearing a bra - you could see her nipples poking through her tank top as if they were trying to break out. She was chesty, which you liked. You palmed her breasts through her shirt, unable to help yourself as you gave her plentiful squeezes, drawing pleasured squeals from the excited vanguard.
A curse slips from her lips, almost too quiet to hear. "That feels so good," she whispers, "you really know how to treat a lady, Doctor…"
You weren't going to shy away from that compliment. If anything, you double down with your undressing, slipping the tank top off of her with a swiftness that leaves her giggling with amusement. Now she was totally topless; her breasts were hanging free - humongous, sweet melons. You just wanted to put your mouth all over them…
…And so you did.
"Doctor, what— ahh~!"
It's a gleeful surprise to her when you wrap your lips around one of her nipples, greedily sucking with vim and vigor. Perhaps a bit too much vim and vigor. Beanstalk playfully knocks on your head, gasping loudly.
"Hey, hey! S-slow down there, Doctor…! They're not going anywhere, ahaha~!"
You smile at her reaction, taking hold of her melons with both hands. You want to make it clear to Beanstalk just how much you cherish her body, starting with a pair of her most valuable assets. No doubt more than a few people on the landship have stared at Beanstalk; checked her out, their minds filled with lecherous and unwholesome thoughts. A small part of you wondered just how much torture you put the rest of the squad in - a bombshell like her, completely off-limits in the field. Though she certainly wasn't off-limits now…
You kneaded her breasts greedily, biting your lip as you played with Beanstalk's massive tits. She gasps and moans as you manhandle her, jutting her chest out to give you plenty to work with. "Whew, I take it back, Doctor," she teases, "you're nothing but a hound dog now~"
You pinch her nipples for saying that, causing a jolt of pain and pleasure to run through the Reproba's body. She goes rigid, crying out in lustful surprise from the action. Fortunately for the both of you, Beanstalk was a glutton for punishment. "More," she cried out, "do that again!"
You happily oblige her, pinching her nipples between your index fingers and thumbs, feeling the faint squish of her nubbins while you roughhouse with her. Beanstalk can't get enough - she grinds her thighs together as you play with her like this, gasping and panting while she's helpless beneath your frenzied handling.
"This is driving me crazyyyy," she moaned, "God, please…!"
You slow it down just a tad, bringing your attention to the rest of Beanstalk's attire. Just keeping her topless won't do - you're going to have to get the rest of those clothes out of the way, especially since her panties were dripping wet and rendered largely useless.
With a sly smile, you slide your hand down from Beanstalk's breast, all the way down to her inner thighs. She bites her lip as she leans against you, panting softly, and watching desperately, as you start to tease her through her underwear.
"Mmmmmmmm…~"
Beanstalk's eyes go half-closed again while you rub her through her wet panties. You moan together as you play with her like this. Her pleasure was your own - every time you pressed against her covered clitoris, and she would grind against your probing digits, she would practically purr from the pleasure that shoots through her body. At the same time, her own ministrations were turning you on to no end. Your cock twitched furiously between your own thighs; the big guy down there was desperate to plunge into something.
For a moment you entertain the both of you by sliding your cock between her moist inner thighs, grinding your cock against her clothed pussy and "dry"-humping her just like that, with your arms wrapped around her smaller body, and her hands clutching onto you with a neediness you haven't seen since your last tangle with Kal'tsit.
"You're so dirty," Beanstalk whispered, grinning as she clutched you tightly, while your cock pushed in and out of her thighs; while you rubbed up against her pussy. A treasure just out of reach. "Stop teasing me, Doctor… you're going to drive m-me insane…~"
Beanstalk happily humped you, pushing up against your cock and feeling you twitch and throb against her panties - and against her wet cunt. You could see the desperation growing in her leering gaze. The longer you kept from fucking her red and raw, the more liable she was to just up and take it herself. To push you down and ride you until there's not a chance in hell she's not pregnant. What a danger it was - a tantalizing and delicious danger.
"Fuck me," she whispered, repeating the phrase in your ear like a mantra, "fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me~ God, I want it so bad, Doctor… fuck me…!"
As much fun as it was to tease the little thing, you were ready to roll again. Your cock was back to its full vitality, hard as orirock. Beanstalk pouts when you pull away from her, but when she realizes that it's just to finish undressing her, she's grinning with utter glee, and giggling too. The rest of her clothes come off quickly - her skirt is dropped, and her panties go too, tossed carelessly aside because she's not going to be needing them as long as you're around. And you're going to be around for a long, long time.
"Don't lose those panties. I want you to keep them," Beanstalk said with a wink. Though now she was completely naked, and you were going to follow suit. Her hands are all over you, tugging and unzipping and twisting off all your layers, and by the time there's not a single square inch of clothing on either of your bodies, Beanstalk literally jumps on top of you and wraps herself around your body, squealing joyously.
"Take me!" She cries out, "take me!"
And so you do. You move as if on autopilot, your feet carrying you into Beanstalk's bedroom - or her Breeding Room, of course - and you gently slam her down onto the mattress like the two of you are wrestlers, and she was about to learn a signature move or two.
As soon as Beanstalk's back touches the mattress, she growls like a beast and tightens her grasp around you, latching around your body like some kind of exterior parasite. It's clear that she's not going to let go of you anytime soon, as she's just found the perfect position for round one. You are most certainly not complaining - you're no stranger to the mating press, and you knew she's been here before, too.
The groan of pleasure that fills your ears as soon as you slide your thick cock inside of her is a sound you could never get enough of. It sounds so supremely satisfying; she's elated that you're fucking her, and she makes it known by the way she grabs you tighter, and by the way she can't stop herself from making all these noises. She gives you a wobbly smile as you take her in her own bed, pressing her down against the bedsheets while you pump your cock in and out of her soaking-wet sex. It almost felt like you were trying to plug up the leak between her legs, doing your very best to stuff her.
"Fuck!" Beanstalk cries out with pleasure. "YES!"
She wraps her legs around you almost immediately, because you're not going anywhere. A small part of you - a very small and overshadowed part of you - was worried that you were going to well and truly put a baby in this woman. But you couldn't think straight. The head on your shoulders was fighting a losing battle with the head between your thighs; you moved your hips back and forth like a piston, pushing into Beanstalk and then pulling back out - just enough to keep the momentum going, though. Not once does your cock leave the empire of her body, and that's just the way you like it.
The bed beneath the two of you creaks and groans in protest, like it can't believe what's happening. At the same time, Beanstalk's moaning and groaning makes for the sweetest and most enjoyable melody to go along with that rhythmic thumping. Every time your hips meet, she's whimpering and moaning for more. And every time you try to pull back, the heels of her feet are right there against your back, reminding you over and over again that there's no escape - and why would you want to escape, anyway?
Beanstalk curses again while you rock her world, and rock the bed. It's truly a Christmas miracle that Beanstalk's roommate wasn't here, because there was no way that she wouldn't be able to escape all the noise you two are making. Come to think of it… perhaps Beanstalk's next-door neighbors are getting an earful of this. You almost feel bad. Almost.
You grunt and groan with pleasure as your fat cock hammers away at Beanstalk's pussy; you keep your hands holding her down, just as she's pulling you in. It's almost amusing how you trap one another like this, with your employee's heels against your back, and your palms pushing her down towards the bed. Like two beasts rutting, you give one another no pause; no reprieve.
Beanstalk pants as more lust drips down her thighs, soaking the bed beneath you two. You're stirring up her pussy well enough that you're already making a mess with her, and she's loving every second of this. You're both still drunk; you can only think with your bodies. Beanstalk's face is flush, almost a deeper shade of red than the ribbons she wore only minutes ago. Judging from how hot your own face felt, you were probably the exact same.
"Ohhh my GOD!"
THUMP THUMP THUMP!
"Yessss! Fuck me, Doctor! Fuck me, just, like, THAT!"
THUMP THUMP THUMP!
She has you right where she wants you. Her arms lace around your neck as she pulls you into a sloppy kiss, practically devouring you as her moans and groans spill into your mouth. You happily make out with Beanstalk while you fuck her, pressing your body down against hers and continuing the relentless assault. Her wide ears wiggle above her head, twitching and shaking along with the rest of her - to say nothing about her tail, which you could feel beating against your legs and tickling you with its feather duster-like fluffiness.
Beanstalk caresses your face with her sweaty palms while you abuse her body like this - while you pump yourself back and forth, over and over again, captivating her with this mating press. It sounds like Beanstalk is trying to say something, but you can't quite make it out.
As you pull your lips away from hers in earnest, and watch the trail of saliva connecting your lips together bead off into nothingness, she repeats herself, and this time, you catch her full two-word command.
"Choke… me…"
You're definitely not mishearing her.
"Choke… me…!" She repeats. You'd say you were surprised by this little adjustment of hers, but you can't quite find it in yourself to be shocked that she's into this sort of thing.
After gauging Beanstalk's expression and finding nothing but pure eagerness - hot, sweaty, heavy eagerness - you wrap your hands around the woman's neck and give her a careful squeeze, catching her gasping and tightening up beneath you while you continue plapping her mercilessly against her own bed.
"Harder…" She chokes out, and you do exactly as she tells you. Your hands tighten around her neck, and she coughs and sputters even harder. It's almost enough to worry you… but you can feel her pussy tighten up even more around your cock, and she's already about to milk you a second time with her body. You groan with pleasure as you take her, feeling Beanstalk's bare heels press firmly up against your buttocks, securing you in place while you really let her have it. All the while, there are tears in her eyes; she's absolutely overjoyed to be indulging with you like this, and as you choke her tightly - flexing your fingers around her windpipe - she squeaks and whimpers with a growing tempo and volume, until…!
"HARDERRR! CUMMING!"
When you squeeze more firmly around Beanstalk's neck, she reaches a spine-tingling, toe-curling orgasm. She cries out the best that she can with your hands stifling her like this, while you work your body up and down like a jackhammer, slamming yourself down against her smaller frame. The thrusts you give get slicker, and faster, due to her orgasm; she's creaming around your cock with an almost violent fervor, her eyes glazed and her expression distant, even as her eyes almost roll up into her skull from the pure bliss she's feeling here and now.
Her tail and ears are wiggling frenzied, and she's drooling from both pairs of lips while she writhes there, uncontrollably, beneath your strong and manly body. With her pussy clenching and unclenching around you; while Beanstalk milks you with her vaginal muscles, you're utterly helpless as she keeps you locked in place. There's nowhere to cum but deep inside of her - she makes sure of that - and deep inside of her is exactly where you unload!
A deep and lustful moan slips from your lips as you cream Beanstalk with your thick and meaty cock. You pump her nice and full of your hot and gooey cum, flooding her insides and painting the inside of her pussy white with your torrent of spunk. Like a firehose, you snuff out the fire of lust and passion that's built up in her core, hosing down her cervix; from this climax alone, there's little doubt in your mind that Beanstalk is pregnant. The thought frightens you just as much as it excites you.
And you're not even finished with her yet.
Your fingers loosen around her neck as you pant and moan along with her; as the two of you cum together and lock your privates together, the shivering that passes over Beanstalk's smaller body is too adorable to ignore. You scoop her up in your arms, not daring to pull out of her just yet, and you pepper her neck in loving kisses, causing Beanstalk to giggle and sigh from the delightful sensations you're spreading throughout her body.
"Dooooctorrrrrr," Beanstalk purrs, her eyelashes fluttering and her body weak, "haahhh… so much… inside me… so much… Doctor's cummmmm," she slurs, love-drunk and wine-drunk in tandem.
It's hard to overstate just how messy the two of you had gotten, and this was only round one. Round one of… well, you'll work out the details later. For now, you're happy with holding Beanstalk up against your bare naked body, just as she's happy to lay against you and wrap herself around you, as if she was worried you would leave her for even a single second.
And you would leave her, alright. Leave her panting and begging for more to come…