“Good little cum machine”: Part 3 (Chen’s cum & aftercare)
Chen’s hand tightens in Riley’s hair as their throat spasms around Chen. Chen is getting close—too close. The sight of Sofia crooning filth in Riley’s ear, the way Riley’s moaning helplessly around Chen’s cock, the sheer mess Riley is making of Chen’s lap—
“Oh fuck—” Chen gasps, hips bucking just once, and that’s it.
Chen’s climax hits like lightning—deep in Riley’s throat, spurts flooding past their lips as they choke and swallow instinctively. Chen doesn’t pull out. They can’t.
Riley is holding Chen tight, milking every drop.
And the second Chen fills them, Riley breaks.
With a muffled scream, their whole body locks—and then convulses. Hot, thick ropes of cum explode out of them, soaking their shorts, spurting up past their waistband in wild, salacious arcs. One hits their own chest, another paints June’s arm as she yelps in surprise—and a third arcs far enough to splatter across Kaori’s bare thigh as she straddles the edge of the ottoman, watching with her mouth slightly open.
Even Sofia gets caught—a pearly streak across her collarbone, which she eyes with amusement before licking one finger clean and humming.
“Mmm. I do love enthusiastic students.”
Riley slumps forward, spent and sobbing soft gasps around Chen, whose cock still twitching gently on their tongue. Chen strokes their hair, easing them down, and Riley collapse into their lap with blissed-out whimpers.
Kaori laughs, licking her own thigh. “Well. That was art.”
June wipes her arm and grins. “More like performance art. Messy, obscene, and hot as fuck.”
Ashley hands Chen a damp cloth with a smile, brushing their cheek with her thumb. “You both did beautifully.”
And Sofia? She just gathers Riley in her arms and hums.
“That’s it, baby. All done. You made your harem so proud.”
The room is quiet now, save for the soft, satisfied sounds of deep breaths and gentle shifting. The scent of sex lingers in the air—rich and intimate—but the frenzy has passed. What’s left is warmth.
Riley lies boneless in Chen’s lap, cheek resting against their bare thigh, their hand still petting Riley’s hair with lazy affection. Riley’s lips are kiss-swollen, eyes half-lidded, dreamy. They are breathing slow and safe now, body humming with the afterglow.
Sofia cradles them from behind, arms wrapped protectively around their chest, murmuring soft encouragement like a lullaby:
“You were perfect, little one. So good. So brave. So messy.”
She kisses the corner of their jaw, then reaches up to gently wipe the streak of cum from their cheek with a warm cloth. “You’re safe now. Just relax.”
Kaori has fetched more towels (warm ones—somehow—perhaps she microwaved them while no one noticed), and she starts wiping down Chen’s thighs with surprising tenderness, glancing up with a wink.
“You look like a temple statue someone offered a little too much devotion to,” she teases.
Ashley giggles and tucks herself under Chen’s other arm, resting her head on their shoulder. Her hand slides over their chest in slow, grounding circles.
June, uncharacteristically quiet now, sits cross-legged on the floor, gently toweling off Riley’s legs. She doesn’t speak, but her soft focus speaks volumes: she’s soothed now, back in her calm orbit.
Kaori passes her a clean cloth without a word. Their fingers brush. June blushes.
Chen sighs happily, curling their arm around Ashley’s back as Riley murmurs sleepily, “I feel like… I just got baptized.”
Kaori snorts. “Looking at how much jizz you came on us, I’d say you were the one doing the baptizing.”
Sofia chuckles, brushing damp hair back from Riley’s blushing cheek. “Then we’ll call it what it is,” she whispers. “A sacred mess.”
No one hurries. The towels pass gently, bodies are wiped clean, clothes slowly, lovingly redraped. Someone fetches water. Someone else pulls over the big blanket. Everyone piles in beneath it, warm and tangled and laughing quietly.
And when Chen kisses Riley’s forehead—soft, tender, like sealing a promise—Riley smiles up, radiant even in exhaustion.
“…Did I make up for earlier?” they whisper.
“Sweetheart,” Chen murmurs with a grin, pressing their lips to Riley’s, “you exceeded expectations.”
Riley returns the kiss, passionately.
Then, nearly simultaneously, both Riley and Chen whisper at each other: “Because you know how much I love being covered in your cum.”