Steven Basic

GITJ Post 402: Upstairs, Downstairs, p2

Added 2024-01-25 19:15:33 +0000 UTC

Melissa Monroe, young girlfriend of the one time part-owner and lead physician of what was currently masquerading through its final days as Far Horizons Medical Associates, heard him moaning before she even got to the top of the stairs. Holding what she’d taken from the fridge in her hand, she bustled her robe around herself. She knew what the problem was, why he was upset.

He needs me.

“I’m coming baby,” she spoke.

She hadn’t been downstairs long, five minutes or so, but now she knew it was too long. He’s getting more fragile. She’d thought the smell of her in the sheets would be enough, but decided maybe she should have given him some of her clothing to breathe from.

Stepping into the bedroom, through whose darkness she had no trouble seeing, she found him still asleep but agitated, fussy. Even from across the room she saw him shivering, cold. He’d thrown the covers off himself and lay on his back, naked, head awkwardly half-off the pillow.

“Oh, sweetie…”

She’d had plans to assuage him with what she had in her hand but her attention had been immediately drawn elsewhere.

“Oh, sweetie…”

As uncomfortable as he looked, as soon as she’d entered he had begun to harden, even in his sleep. When she pulled the door quietly shut behind her, his erection jumped, began to rise off his body, and when she took her first steps towards him it was if it was trying to point right at her.

She approached slowly, marveling at the enormity of her boyfriend’s member in comparison to his skinny little frame. As it grew, and grew, and grew - as if it could sense a woman nearby - she felt herself warming between her thighs again. Now standing over him, silently, she took a moment to place what she had in her right hand down on the nightstand. It needs a little while to warm up anyway. Then she took another moment to reflect.

Her eyes shone as she thought about how they’d developed as a couple! Ooo the pride she felt made her warm further and begin to smile. Emotionally, and physically they’d already made such great, great improvements. I mean, look at him…he’s perfect. And, the things they can do for each other!

His cock stood huge now, rock hard and covered in veins, like he was ready again for sex.

It all got Melissa thinking more about the things he’d found today. She glanced across the room at her little shrine, her shelf of mementos and the diaries scribbled full with his name. It was maybe a little silly, but she’s just a girl, right? And, why shouldn’t it be that way? In fact, he should have a little shrine to her too. Or, haha, maybe it should be a big one. I know where you can get a statue.

She imagined it, them in a chapel, a temple, all dressed up. The statue. When would they get married? Hm? That’s a topic they would need to discuss! They’d been going out a few weeks now, wedding talks should be happening! She smiled wider, and felt the butterflies. It was all so exciting!

His cock was still rock hard, overinflated, bobbing and twitching in the low light.

“Oh, you like that idea too, don’t you..?” she purred quietly to the throbbing pole that seemed, again, to know a girl was there even though the body attached to it, the thing with the eyes and the ears, lay there dead to the world. “You’re imagining what it would be like being married to this…”

At that she slowly opened her robe and once more, and like it had its own set of eyes, his cock surged and spasmed. Her naked body, beneath her robe, slowly came into view and with it the first dribbles of pre-cum, oozing from his tip. Dropping the robe from her shoulders, she showed her jaw-dropping torso to his cock and as it bobbed and twitched now in a rhythm she let the robe fall fully to the floor, at her feet. She smiled, and let his member look up at her, all it wanted to do. “That’s right, here’s Wifey.” Well, haha, maybe it wants me to do more than just let it look.

To it, the nine-inch thing rising from his hips, she must appear huge, a giant. A huge, glorious giant. The way it should be, sweetie, the way it should be.

“I'm so glad I’ve built this body for you," Melissa said, down to her throbbing little lover, letting it appreciate her thin waist, her wide hips, her thick and powerful thighs. "I know you love the power, and the curves. The boobs. All your little fetishes fulfilled. I’m your dream woman, huh? Your perfect wifey.”

Slowly, she leaned over, to get a better look, to commune more closely with her little admirer. She glanced up at Jay’s face, still out cold. Maybe you and I aren’t married yet, she thought, but then glanced back down, but he and I…

His cock surged.

“Aha at least you woke up for me, hm?” she giggled, a little jab at her sleeping boyfriend, “At least you really like me. So big for me, so attentive. Maybe you were jealous of my little boys downstairs, that I was giving them my attention..?”

His cock wiggled, she giggled. She gave him a nudge, pushing on the shaft, glancing at his face to see if he would wake up. He was still out cold.

Oh, poo, I just can’t help myself. She put a hand around it and gave it a squeeze. “Oh god,” she moaned, louder than she’d planned, surprised by the thrill she got. His cock was hard as steel; she honestly couldn't dent it. And…nnngh. I can feel his heartbeat through her palm, there was so much blood coursing through it and with her first squeeze more precum oozed out. She looked up at him again, his sleeping face, then down at the cock, its head and several inches of shaft poking proud from her grip.

“Oh you were jealous, and now you’re just begging for this, aren’t you?” she giggled, “Begging, praying for me to help?” She began to slowly stroke him, talking to his erection. “Yeah, praying… looks like you know the deal already. We’ll just have to have a chat with your little friend up there,” she said, and then glanced up at Jay, “so we’re all on the same page, yeah?” She looked down as she was stroking and saw that his balls were full and - even in the dark - blue again. He was in need of release.

She cupped his huge, full balls and leaned down further, widening her mouth to swallow him. He slid in easily and the feel of him sliding through her lips, across her tongue and teeth, down her throat made her eyes immediately water. She groaned in pleasure as she started to bob her head up and down further onto his cock. Already she could tell she had him close because his balls clenched up closer to the shaft, and she could feel his erection swell even more in her mouth. Though she deep-throated him with ease, she embellished the moment with the gagging sounds she knew he liked.

Then, suddenly, it happened. Jay, still passed out, went off like a geyser. She was at first overwhelmed - surprised, even - by the amount of cum that came out, but she did her best to keep up and swallow it. By the third blast she was falling behind and her mouth was filling up. What the..? What’s all this?!? By the fifth blast her cheeks started to puff out, struggling to hold all the cum. And the seventh shot actually blew back out her nose because there was no room for it. She panicked and got his cock out of her mouth and while she was still swallowing what had backed up in her mouth, two more blasts hit her in the chest.

"Oh my god" she said out loud as she sat back a bit and began to laugh, his still-erupting cock continuing to spasm in her hand, “What was that?!” She looked down at him, her throat full of cum, and her chest now also covered in it. This was more - not that I’m complaining haha! - this was far more than she’d ever seen him produce. She rubbed the cum into herself. Is this because you were jealous, hm? Were you jealous because I was paying attention to my little monkeys downstairs, instead of you? With a sigh she watched his pulses slowly become less violent, the rhythm of his climax slowing down until it stopped. Maybe this was a present, like an offering or a tribute, showing me how much you love me.

His cock still in hand she put one knee up on the bed and crawled up to sit aside him. She eyed the baby bottle full of milk that she’d set down on the nightstand, but when she looked down and saw that he was still hard as steel, she smiled. And opened her mouth again…