Chapitre 99: Going Shopping...
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~~~(POV: Hannah Fiona)~~~
~~~(Date: January 25th, 2026)~~~
~~~(Location: The Ritz-Carlton Hotel, LA)~~~
~~~(Time: 8:37 AM)~~~
My hands pull down the front of Ulysses's shorts and underwear. A large, thick, and intimidating meat stick pops out and slaps against his stomach. I've seen it when we were in the bathtub, but unobscured by bubbles. It's far more present than I thought it be. "Sorry..." He immediately apologizes, and I look up at him.
Ulysses believes because he's so big, it's a problem or an issue. While I'm not capable of taking on this... Monster... That doesn't mean I won't be eventually... "You don't need to apologize for being blessed... You don't see me apologizing for the way I look." He needs to understand that he should be proud of this. Not sad that he can't use it yet.
He tilts his head to the left and gives a slight smile, and I'm instantly in the mood. More than I already was. "Well... If you're okay with having a 14-inch partner one day, then I won't worry about it..." Just the thought of 14 whole inches going into me puts that into perspective. That's a lot, and I'm not a lot. The first time will be rough for me, and the next couple after that...
My hand reaches out for his cock, and I grip it in my hand. He lets out a hiss, and it throbs and becomes harder than before. Lifting off his stomach and pulsating in my hand. I bring my other hand up and wrap around it. "Fuck..." He likes it, and I'm happy that he is. I bring my hands up and down slowly, and I watch Ulysses close his eyes and lean his head back.
He's probably already holding back. I know that it's normal for inexperienced men to be quick. It's natural, and Ulysses is a virgin just like me, so when I touch him. He'll have a way harder time controlling himself than when he does it. I'm the same way. "God... It's so hot..." I can't understand how it's so hot to the touch...
He remains quiet and focuses on holding back, and I up the effort. I lean forward and kiss the tip with my lips. "Ughh... Fuucck..." His body goes slightly ridge, and his cock becomes stiff. A second later, my face is covered in heavy shots of his baby batter. He's breathing hard, and I'm soaking wet... His monster isn't calming down, and I'm a little intimidated by this thing's stamina.
It takes me a second to get back to reality, but when I do, I stand up and rush to the bathroom. Ulysses must be thinking he did something wrong, but I just need to clean off my face and get some of it out of my hair. There are footsteps that approach the closed door. "I'm sorry! I should've warned you!" He starts talking from the other side of the door.
~~~(POV: Ulysses Kennedy)~~~
~~~(Date: January 25th, 2026)~~~
~~~(Location: The Ritz-Carlton Hotel, LA)~~~
~~~(Time: 8:43 AM)~~~
What the hell is wrong with me?! I should've said something or warned her I was coming. "It's okay, Ulysses, just let me clean up. You didn't do anything wrong." I'm glad she thinks so, but I should've been better, given I'm so much older than her mentally. It's this damn body and its inexperience. I'm restarting from the beginning, thanks to being reborn.
She opens the door, and she's all cleaned up. She looks into my eyes and smiles. Before gliding her eyes down and seeing, I no longer have an erection. "Great, now that you're relieved, we can go shopping!" I completely forgot about all of that during our activity. "C'mon, let's get a move on!" She grabs my hand and pulls me to the door.
We exit our room and pretty much run to the elevator. Her excitement would be contagious if I didn't already know how terrible LA was. I'm not going to be a spoilsport, though. We exit the elevator on the ground floor and leave. I get looks from people as we walk by, and men look towards Hannah. I don't like it, but I have to accept that she's a beautiful girl that will attract people.
I do the same with women, so it's sorta balancing out. Which means it's a double-sided coin of good and bad.
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