“Zach’s not my man,” Krista said, explaining their relationship. “Sharing a bed with him is just a big plus to the job. Unlike a lot of the fighters I’ve covered, Zach’s a stud in and out of the ring. So many of them are pretty useless outside the ring, a bunch of macho, misogynistic bullies with small cocks that they have no control over. Zach’s all about making a woman feel good.”
“Hey, are you okay?” Zach asked when he returned from the bathroom and found Krista in bed, holding a sobbing Susan in her arms.
“I think that reality is sinking in now that the shock of everything is wearing off,” Krista said. “I can’t even begin to imagine how it must feel, to know that someone actually is trying to kill you and her own son at that. It’s just surreal.”
“It’s a fucked up world,” Zach said with a sigh as he carefully got into bed, stifling a groan as he lay back next to Krista, his injured right leg on the outside edge of the bed. “But are you okay? It’s not every day that you kill someone.”
“I’d do it again in a heartbeat,” Krista said fiercely. “He was trying to kill you. He wanted Susan dead. Fuck him. Do you care that you killed that guy?”
“No, but I’m a big believer in the death penalty for any crime of violence,” Zach said. “It’s always been something that I found intolerable.”
“I can understand why you’d feel that way,” Krista said, remembering what he had told her about the orphanage.
Susan’s sobs subsided and Zach fell into a fitful sleep, his leg throbbing and occasional sharp stabs of pain shooting down his leg.
“Zach,” Krista whispered hours later, kneeling over his face, “maybe I’m not as okay as I thought. Do you mind?” she asked, lowering her pussy onto his mouth and laying forward to grab his cock, being very careful to avoid touching his injured leg.
Zach smiled to himself as he ate Krista’s sopping pussy, the taste of her juices flowing onto his tongue almost magically easing the ache and pain in his leg as he feasted on her, sucking on her long inner lips, then her clit, feeling her body spasming as she’d cum, more juices flowing onto his tongue as he drank her up, his own cock deep in her throat as she sucked on it.
Zach had to consciously relax his right leg when he finally came, pumping cum into Krista’s eagerly sucking mouth as she sucked him off, gulping it all down before lifting her face from his cock and sitting up, his tongue still jammed deep in her pussy.
“Oh, I’m sorry,” Krista said when she saw Susan watching them. “I didn’t mean to wake you.”
“I haven’t really been able to sleep,” Susan sighed as Krista dismounted Zach’s face and lay back down between them.
“I was too wired, I realized,” Krista said. “I… needed that.”
“I don’t blame you one bit,” Susan said. “I’d do the same if I could.”
“You’re welcome to,” Krista said, surprised. “There’s nothing that Zach likes more than eating pussy, thank god. Oh! Your hip. You probably can’t… would you mind if I helped? I can assure you that I’d love to. You’re quite sexy, you know.”
“I’ve never thought of myself that way,” Susan replied. “You… like women?”
“I like people,” Krista replied. “If it cums, I want my mouth on it, though cock is my favorite. Have you ever been with a woman?”
“Yes, many times,” Susan replied, practically whispering.
“Then there’s no problem,” Krista said, pulling the sheet down and crawling down between Susan’s legs, then dragged her tongue up through Susan’s spread pussy, stopping when she got to her big fat clit and sucked on it, Susan gasping as her body trembled in orgasm, moaning out loud when Krista lowered her tongue and slid it into her.
“Oh, my god, stop, stop,” Susan begged 10 minutes later, reaching down to push Krista’s face away from her spasming pussy. “Too much.”
“I could eat your pussy forever,” Krista said as she crawled back up between Susan and Zach. “It’s the kind of a pussy that’s just made for eating,” she added, leaning forward and softly kissing her on the lips. “I like your tattoo, too. Feel better now?”
“Much,” Susan replied with a sigh. “God, what a day,” she said, allowing Krista to fold her in her arms.
When Zach returned from peeing the next morning, he was unsurprised to find Krista and Susan in a 69, though Susan’s face flushed when she saw him, her tongue stuck between Krista’s long pussy lips.
“Trust me to rescue a woman who’s just like Krista,” Zach said as he carefully lowered himself back onto the bed next to them, watching as Susan ate Krista’s pussy, his own cock reacting and hardening, standing straight up in the air and visibly throbbing to his heartbeat.
“It was my idea, remember,” Krista said, turning to look back at him, her eyes widening when she saw his rock-hard cock sticking up in the air. “You sure look like you’re feeling better,” she said, rolling off of Susan’s body, Susan’s eyes opening wide when she saw Zach’s cock. “Doc said it was okay as long as I was careful,” she said, kneeling over him and reaching down to guide his cock to her pussy, slowly sinking down onto it, stopping when she had about half of it inside of her.
“I told you he was a stud,” Krista said, smiling at Susan as she leaned forward, her hands on the mattress above Zach’s shoulders. “Even after getting practically castrated, he’s still ready,” she said, plunging her pussy up and down on his cock, being careful not to come down onto his legs.