Anissa's hips moved with deliberate slowness at first, pulling almost all the way out before pushing back in with a careful, controlled rhythm. Her swollen balls swayed heavily with every motion, brushing against Lira's thighs as she tried to pace herself. Each slow thrust brought a whimper from Lira, whose body was quickly lost in the overwhelming pleasure.
Even the very sway of her balls caused a little pain to Anissa. They were so full, and yet she couldn't release all this time. It was like she was carrying some weight beneath her cock that was slightly heavy and at the same time delicate.
Lira was in a world far beyond Planet Viltrum now, her mind adrift in sensations so intense they seemed unreal. Her moans echoed off the walls, louder and more desperate with each movement. Luckily, Viltrum's architecture was designed with soundproof apartments, so Lira could be as loud as she wanted. Mini-orgasms rippled through her in waves, each one more powerful than the last as her body surrendered to Anissa's relentless rhythm.
But Anissa's patience wore thin. She could feel her own frustration building. How was it that only Lira got to experience release, wave after wave? Anissa's balls glistened with Lira's love juice as anytime Anissa pulled far out, a string of Lira's love nectar would connect Anissa's balls to her pussy as if longing for it's embrace each time. Anissa's need for satisfaction was becoming unbearable. She gritted her teeth, growing irritated by the fact that she was still holding back. She had to anyway as Lira was still getting used to her cock.
With a growl of impatience, Anissa snapped. She stopped teasing Lira with gentle thrusts and began ramming into her with force. Lira cried out, her back arching as her body tried to accommodate more and more of Anissa's massive cock. Luckily for Lira, her Viltrum genes enabled her to accommodate this much quickly enough. Anissa's pace quickened, her frustration evident in every movement. Her heavy balls slapped against Lira's skin, adding to the obscene sounds filling the room.
Lira tried to keep up, but her body was overwhelmed. She could feel her muscles stretching, trying to take more of Anissa inside her. Sweat dripped from both of them as Anissa's hips worked faster, pushing the limits of Lira's body. With a low growl, Anissa flipped Lira over, positioning her on her stomach. She shoved a pillow beneath Lira's waist to elevate her hips, then placed her foot on Lira's head, pinning her down as she entered her from behind. All this was on instinct as if the art of sex was as natural as breathing to her now.
The bed's frame groaned in protest, creaking under the strain of Anissa's raw power. Each thrust sent vibrations through the mattress, and the legs of the bed began sinking into the floor, creating small craters beneath them. Anissa wasn't even halfway in yet, and that thought filled her with frustration.
'How is this possible?' Anissa thought, her frustration boiling over. First, she had found someone who wasn't terrified of her "third leg," and now she couldn't even enjoy the full experience. Worse, she wasn't even close to cumming, despite the overwhelming pressure in her balls.
Lira, meanwhile, had become a limp mess beneath her. She was no longer capable of coherent words, her body shaking with every thrust as she orgasmed over and over. Every minute and a half, another wave of pleasure washed over her, reducing her to a quivering, moaning wreck. The bed was soaked with her fluids, but she barely noticed, lost in the haze of pleasure.
After what felt like an eternity, Anissa finally pulled out, panting heavily. She looked down at Lira's limp body, quaking with occasional spasms, her own frustration mounting. Her cock throbbed, swollen and painfully hard, but she still hadn't come close to release. Annoyed and on the verge of tears, Anissa tried to masturbate, her hand moving rigorously along her length. But even then, it felt like a futile effort. The tension remained, her balls aching with unreleased cum, but no matter how much she stroked, the relief refused to come.
What was worse was that she felt as if her balls were churning even more cum as if she had released just now. Anissa had a look of worry as she stroked her cock slowly and soon came to a halt wondering if she would have to make an awkward visit to the medbay.
'What the fuck is wrong with me? Am I a freak? Am I defective? Why? Why is this happening to me?' Thoughts raced through Anissa's head as her breath got quicker. She could feel something she had only felt as a child in Viltrum, and only for a short period of time. The feeling of knowing she was about to cry from something she couldn't control.
Tears of frustration welled in her eyes as she finally gave up, her body tense with unresolved need. She left the bedroom, heading to the kitchen in search of something—anything—that could distract her from the unbearable desire still pulsing through her. Her cock and balls slushed around her as she was careful not to cross her legs between them while she walked as that would lead to a painful experience… that might take her mind off ejaculating but she brushed that thought aside. Naked and flushed with effort, she grabbed a gallon of cold water from the fridge and began to drink while squeezing her fist as veins pulsed on her forearm.
Lira woke up a few minutes later, groggy but satisfied. She slowly floated out of bed, her limbs heavy from the aftershocks of her numerous orgasms. She found Anissa in the kitchen, her cock still semi-hard and hanging heavily between her swollen balls draped between her legs. Lira smiled, basking in the afterglow of their intense session.
"Wow," Lira said, her voice hoarse. "I've never been fucked like that in my life." Of course, she hadn't, but that wouldn't be her first sexual experience anyway. The Viltrum Empire was an advanced civilization with advanced technology. Sexual relief pills, bots and even slaves were available, but breeding another Viltrumite without express permission wasn't done as frequently.
Anissa glanced at her, trying to hide the frustration that still lingered. "Glad you enjoyed it," she replied, her voice clipped.
Lira floated closer, trying to wrap her arms around Anissa, but found herself too weak to keep flying. "When did you cum? I certainly didn't feel it inside me. That would have been dangerous. But where did you cum?" she asked curiously, looking up at Anissa with a playful smile.
Anissa stiffened at the question. She turned away, hiding the annoyance in her eyes. "I... I came into a cup," she lied, forcing a nonchalant tone. "I poured it out. Didn't want to risk impregnating you."
Lira pouted, her lower lip jutting out in disappointment. "You should've told me. I would've drunk it."
Anissa couldn't help but feel a pang of frustration at Lira's words. She said nothing, swallowing back the bitter taste of her unfulfilled desires. The two of them stood there in silence for a moment, the air between them charged with unresolved tension.
The next day, Lira left Anissa's apartment first, after accepting a spare outfit. She gave Anissa a quick kiss goodbye before heading out, leaving the apartment in a state of disarray. Anissa stared at the mess for a moment, the events of the night replaying in her mind. But the frustration hadn't faded.
She arrived at her classroom later that morning, her mood even fouler than before. Her students greeted her eagerly, happy to see her, but Anissa's expression remained hard. Her crankiness was at an all-time high, and it didn't go unnoticed by her students.
"Is something wrong with her?" one student whispered, glancing nervously at Anissa as she entered the classroom.
"I think it's because of Selena and her girls," another replied. "She's angry at us because of them. They've been mean to her from the get-go, and she probably can't take it anymore. Looks like we are about to lose another teacher, and I was enjoying her methods."
But the mean girls—Selena, Katya, and Mia—had changed. They had become more accommodating, even respectful of Anissa. Despite their previous antagonism, they now followed her instructions without complaint, their usual sneers replaced by something closer to admiration.
Yet, none of this seemed to matter to Anissa. She was angry, frustrated, and unsatisfied; her unresolved tension gnawed at her from the inside.
And her students, even those who had once been her greatest challenges, could sense it.
If your bet was on Lira making her cum then you lost.
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