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orgasm, and the furious, rapid-fire pace of his thrusting fed the bodily euphoria in Karen’s pussy until it became a flood that engulfed her in a second orgasm. Finally, neither Karen not Cole could hold back any longer.
     
    Cole snarled like a wild animal and slammed his hips into Karen’s, thrusting himself inside her as far as he could go. Karen felt his rod of pure virility twitch, and then a burst of liquid warmth bloomed inside her. He was cumming inside her, and it hadn’t even occurred to her to ask him to wear a condom. Nor was she on the pill, or anything else that might protect her from the army of male intruders flooding the most inviolable part of her body. But such concerns were lost amid the second flood of ecstasy loosed upon her by the otherworldly feeling of being inseminated. Karen’s orgasm combined with Cole’s, and she held him close, wrapping her legs behind his ass for good measure so that every drop of life-giving seed he had to offer would be deposited exactly where it belonged. Cole came and came, shooting spurt after spurt into Karen’s defenseless womanhood until his balls finally began to run dry. The spurts became dribbles, and the dribbles ultimately ceased.
     
    It was done. Karen panted from sheer exhaustion, feeling delirious and exhilarated by her first sexual experience, and feeling physically and emotionally inseparable from the man who’d flown her to such amazing heights. Cole was also panting, resting his head beside Karen’s, and she absentmindedly ran her fingers through his messy hair, embracing him with the other arm and caressing his muscular back. Cole reached out an arm and pulled back the duvet of his bed. They hadn’t even bothered to get under the covers before fucking. Maneuvering under the sheets, Cole rolled over so that Karen was on top. With Cole still inside her, the sex-dazed girl mustered enough energy to prop herself up and pull her cocktail dress up over her head before tossing it onto the floor, followed shortly by her bra, and collapsing back down onto Cole’s chest.
     
    “Was that fun?” Cole asked softly.
     
    “It was amazing,” Karen replied, still breathless from the experience.
     
    “You’re a beautiful girl,” Cole whispered, “You know that, right?”
     
    “Don’t flatter me for the sake of it,” Karen answered dismissively, “I bet you don’t even remember my name–”
     
    “It’s Karen Donovan,” Cole replied without a pause, “and that’s all I know about you, but I’d like to know more.”
     
    “In the morning, maybe,” Karen said with a yawn, snuggling against her mysterious lover’s chest.
     
    Cole obliged, and pulled the covers back over both of them.
    ***
     
    The early-morning summer sunshine was starting to glare through the blinds, causing Karen to stir from her pleasant slumber. Someone abruptly threw the curtains open, startling her with the sudden glare of the light shining directly in her face. She  sat  up a little, expecting to see Cole up and about. As her eyes adjusted to the morning light, a woman came into focus.
     
    Karen yelped with embarrassment and fright, and grabbed the covers to protect her modesty. The woman was only a few years older than she, and looked like the quintessential biker chick. Her hair had been cut short and dyed black with red highlights. She wore earrings and an eyebrow piercing, and a stud was in her nose. She also wore tight jeans and a T-shirt cropped at the bottom to show some of her stomach, revealing a tattoo above her hip. Finally, she had the same, intense blue eyes that Cole had, and she was using those blue eyes to glower at Karen.
     
    “Who the hell are you?” said Karen, still jittery with fright.
     
    “I was gonna ask you the same thing,” the woman replied coolly, continuing to transfix Karen with a disapproving glare.
     
    “I’m…I’m a friend of Cole’s, he invited me in,” Karen answered awkwardly.
     
    “Oh, I guessed that,” the woman