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A Charmed Life	By : GrayNeko Category: +1 through F > Ben 10 Views: 75608 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Content Tag: Minor Cum Inflation
'Never again,' was the first thought Ben had as he awoke between Wes and Max in a tent. Gwen had often ragged on him pretty hard for his snoring but he didn't hold a match to Max, and he wasn't even sure how Wes managed to sleep at all with his constant tossing and turning. Coupled with his own troubled thoughts meant Ben had barely slept a wink all night, only managing a couple of hours out of sheer exhaustion. If they had to stay another night in the woods and Ben's choices were the tent and a bug filled hole in the ground, he'd dive head first into that hole.
He quietly picked himself up and stumbled groggily into the brisk morning air, driven by the urge to pee. Through bleary eyes he regarded the woods and the Rustbucket in equal measure and began to shuffle towards the motor-home, he wasn't ready to go back to pissing in the woods just yet.
He eased the door open, hoping to avoid waking anyone up. The girls were scattered throughout the cabin and as his eyes landed on Charmcaster he had a powerful urge to crawl in bed beside her and go back to sleep. As nice as it would be it was quickly overridden by his need to pee, though it did remain a tantalizing option in the back of his head.
His shoulders sagged with relief as he relieved himself and when he finished he closed the lid rather than flush and risk rousing the others from their slumber. With his bodily functions sated Charmcaster's sleeping form beckoned to him like a siren's call. He only managed a couple of steps when a hand closed on his shoulder.
"Morning Ben," Gwen greeted him, her hand shifting from his shoulder to caress his face as she stepped closer.
The relief on Ben's face was only momentary before the subdued expression he'd worn most of yesterday took its place.
"Hey Gwen, sorry if I woke you. I'm just gonna lie down with Charmcaster and try to get some more sleep."
He tried to move forward but Gwen caught hold of him, "Actually, I think we need to talk. Follow me."
Ben wanted to tell her they could talk later but she had already slipped outside. He groaned softly before dragging his feet after her. She was halfway to the entrance of the cave and showed no sign of waiting for him as he made it outside. He grudgingly picked up his pace as she disappeared into the cave and even then just barely managed to catch sight of her turning around a corner further in.
It was like Gwen had become a forest nymph the way she kept slipping away from him just when he thought he caught up to her. He dared not call out to her lest his voice carry back to the others. Just as he was about to give up from frustration the tunnel opened up and sunlight spilled all around him. He raised a hand to shield his eyes from the brightness and found himself in a grotto.
Ferns and moss and dozens of other kinds of small plants covered every available inch, including the remnants of a fallen tree that jutted up through the opening into the forest above. The rock wall nearest the tree was damp as water trickled down its face, forming a crystal clear pool.
Gwen was sitting in the midst of it all, her fiery hair making her seem more an exotic flower featured as the centerpiece of a garden. She patted the spot beside her and Ben obliged, settling in so they were shoulder to shoulder.
"So what did you want to talk about?" Ben finally asked after a minute of silence, his curiosity finally peeked by Gwen's behavior.
"Is it Kai?"
Ben stiffened just a fraction and stared straight ahead, prompting Gwen to turn to him. "Is she the reason you've been avoiding us?"
"Yes," Ben said, quickly adding "and no," as a look of utter devastation swept over Gwen's face. "Listen, it's not like you think," Ben hurried to explain as Gwen's hands curled into fists and she bared her teeth.
"Remember how that Forever Knight jerk grabbed Kai yesterday? Well it got me thinking about all the people in my life that could get hurt; and before you say anything I know you and Charmcaster can take care of yourselves but there are others, like my parents, or your parents. What if bad guys came after them to get to me? I don't know what I'd do."
The last part was spoken very softly, a rare admittance of weakness that Ben could only have made to someone he trusted absolutely. For a moment Gwen's expression was a mystery as her cheeks burned with what he thought was embarrassment, which didn't make any sense but before he could question it further she threw her arms around him, burying her face into his neck.
"You'd save them you idiot, just like you always do," Gwen murmured as Ben felt warm wetness running down his neck. Why was she crying?
Rather than try to pull her off Ben held her until she unearthed her face from his neck and took a very ragged breath. They sat in silence again, their hands entwined as she rested her head on his shoulder. Ben thought that would be it, they would stay like that for a while longer and then go back but it seemed Gwen had other plans as she leaned in and kissed his neck. It was followed by another and her hands shifted, one to caress his inner thigh while the other tickled the other side of his neck.
Ben wanted to say they should go back, that the others were probably waking up but he found himself wanting Gwen's embrace, needing it. He turned his head, his lips hungry for his cousin's as the flames of passion were ignited within him. As they kissed her hand slid further up his thigh to massage the tent in his pants and his hand came to rest in the small of her back, pressing their bodies together a little more. Just as he was preparing to shift her onto his lap she pulled away, rising to her feet with a hand grasping his.
"Not here, come," was all Gwen said before moving towards the fallen tree, Ben rising light as a feather to follow. She moved with a strange grace, a swaying of her undeveloped hips that caused her shirt to lift, flashing skin teasingly that left Ben devouring her with his eyes. He wasn't sure how they made it up the tree trunk but the next thing he knew they were standing amidst the trees and Gwen was undoing his pants. He made to work at hers or help her get his done but she slapped his hands away each time and shot him a warning look that said he would regret trying anything else.
With his pants around his ankles she forced him to shuffle backwards until he bumped into the trunk of a tree. Having successfully pinned him in place she gave him a teasing kiss before sinking to her knees. Ben blinked in disbelief as she worked his underwear down and grasped his cock firmly, no hint of the endearing apprehension he had come to expect from Gwen.
Ben should have asked why, should have questioned how she got so good literally overnight, but from the moment Gwen wrapped her lips around his cockhead such thoughts were lost. Ben's nails dug into the bark of the tree as her tongue wrestled vigorously with his dick. Gwen moaned as she took him more fully in her mouth and began to bob her head back and forth. She was relentless as she took the length of his cock with a practiced ease even as she gagged as she reached the base.
Ben was panting with the effort of fighting the urge to come but Gwen seemed to be doing everything in her power to make him climax quickly. He looked down as she once more hilted his dick, her throat contracting around and massaging his head, and found her staring up at him with utter adoration. It should have sent up flares in his mind, Gwen might love him but she didn't adore him, but in that same instant he began to come.
Gwen pulled back as his cock convulsed until just the tip remained in her mouth. Through eyes barely open as he orgasmed powerfully Ben watched her catch each shot of cum but not swallow it. She even milked the last few beads out of him and then displayed it to him, letting it roll and swirl around her tongue.
At this point Ben couldn't help but think of Charmcaster and the similar way she had fellated him after their encounter with Hex, but then Gwen did something that pushed the comparison from his mind entirely. She spat the cum back into her hand and began to chant.
"Tribuverto naviras sperma," she spoke over and over as she smeared the cum on his flagging dick. Ben's initial urge to pull away was thwarted as the bark of the tree dug into his back. He could only watch in perturbed awe as she methodically slathered his cock in the thick mixture of cum and saliva, even going so far as to coat his balls with it.
He was at a loss for understanding what she was trying to accomplish until he realized he was growing hard again. As he grew impossibly stiff he was overwhelmed with the sudden and intense need for release, his hips bucking of their own accord in an attempt to get Gwen to piston his cock. It was more powerful than anything he had ever felt before and Gwen seemed to be expecting it as she pulled her hand away to leave his throbbing erection quivering in the morning air.
"What the-" Ben tried to form a coherent thought but could only manage an urgent groan as the ache in his dick began to border on painful.
"Charmcaster taught me that one," Gwen said with a devilish smirk as she rose to her feet. She continued to speak as she began to strip off her clothes, "She's been teaching me a great number of things, and one of great importance is that we need to be more careful."
"C-c-careful?" Ben managed to get out as he propped himself up against the tree, his dick pulsing in time with his heartbeat.
"Yes, careful. She pointed out that we can't readily get our hands on condoms or any other form of contraceptive so she suggested that I try something else to help avoid any complications. Do you know what I'm talking about Ben?" she asked as she slid her panties down around her ankles, presenting Ben with a view of her ass and her gleaming pussy.
"N-no," Ben stuttered, his mind too distracted to follow her train of thought or appreciate the scene before him.
"Ben, I'm talking about anal," Gwen said as she stepped closer to him, caressing his cheek with one hand while the other grasped his dick.
The thought of Gwen wanting to try anal had already brought Ben to the brink and her simple touch pushed him far past the breaking point. He gasped and shivered as he came again, splashing Gwen's stomach and thighs with strings of cum that were no less thick for having just come only a few minutes ago. He began to blush with embarrassment at coming with such ease but Gwen merely smiled and it was then he realized he was still hard and the pressure was building again.
"Come as much as you want while the effects last, I want to be completely broken in by the time we're done."
Ben would have stood there and stared at his cousin in amazement but the growing need for release didn't leave him that option. Gwen giggled as he took hold of her and spun her around, his dick nestling between her ass cheeks. Ben shivered as he rocked his hips, sliding his cock along the length of the valley of her ass. Her asshole was like a small road bump and each time he ran over it a small shock shot through his cock that made his balls tighten in anticipation. He groaned as he came again, the sensation no less intense despite its rapid occurrence. He painted her ass with cum, holding her steady with a hand on her shoulder as he aimed his cock with the other.
"Mmm, that was nice. Are we ready for the main course now?" Gwen asked over her shoulder, her eyes alight with eager lust. She reached back with one hand to smear the cum into her skin, even venturing a finger between her cheeks to teasingly dab at her puckered hole. She watched him out of the corner of her eye as she continued to circle her asshole and just as she began to apply pressure he grabbed her wrist, pulling her hand away almost viciously.
He guided her towards a moss covered rock, his grip like iron as the ache in his loins spurred him on. Gwen seemed to relish in his forcefulness, even made a game of it by feigning fearful timidness as he pushed her down. The rustle of Ben's clothing filled the air as he stripped and then Gwen gasped as his fingers sank into the flesh of her ass, spreading her cheeks so he could get a better view. It was her turn to shiver as he prodded her backdoor with a finger, testing her resistance.
"You don't need to worry, I cleaned myself out with a spell."
Ben paused, "Charmcaster taught you a spell to do that?"
Gwen flushed as her gaze dropped, "No, I figured this out by myself."
Ben flashed her a smile before slowly pressing his finger into her. Gwen groaned as her last virgin hole was penetrated and almost immediately she tightened around his digit. Bit by bit Ben worked his finger deeper into her, sending tremors through her body as he curled and twisted it.
"Ah, aah, uuh," Gwen panted, the sound of her cries pushing Ben towards another orgasm. Not wanting to spill any more of his seed on her backside Ben quickly pulled his finger free, earning a yelp of protest from Gwen as she trembled from the sensation. Before she knew it Ben's weight was bearing down on her as he grabbed her skinny hip with one hand and braced his cock with the other.
"Ungh," Gwen's breath left her in a great rush as Ben speared her ass with an animalistic thrust. His other hand quickly took hold of her as he bent over her, forced to ease himself in the rest of the way as she contracted to the point of strangling his penis.
"If you want this so badly would you mind relaxing a little?" Ben asked with strained effort.
"Sorry, just trying to savor the moment," Gwen said breathily, her head resting on an arm with her eyes closed, a look of extreme satisfaction painted on her face.
Gwen's ass was the tightest hole Ben had fucked yet and the warmth and way it gripped him only served to bring him to climax that much quicker. Her eyes opened as heat burst within her, jets of cum spraying the walls of her rectum. She purred with pleasure as she spread her legs a little further apart, reaching between them to stroke the underside of Ben's cock.
"That felt good, I want more."
Ben was still panting from his ejaculation but he couldn't ignore a request like that. His grip tightened on her hips as he pulled back until just his cockhead was still in her and steadied himself before pressing forward once more. Gwen grunted around a knuckle, clearly struggling to relax her body. Ben worried that she might be in pain but she kept pumping her ass at him if he didn't thrust hard enough. Despite both their efforts establishing a rhythm seemed impossible, even after Ben lubricated her hole with two more loads of cum.
Ben finally decided the problem lie in his angle of attack and quickly took steps to correct it. Gwen looked at him questioningly as he extracted himself, his cock sliding free with a soft 'squelch', but he didn't give her a chance to voice her concern. She squealed in surprise as he unceremoniously flipped her onto her back and then it was all she could do to steady herself as he continued to manhandle her.
Ben pulled her forward until her ass hung off the edge of the rock with only his hands behinds her knees supporting her. She flinched as he began to bend her, it was almost as if she had forgotten how flexible she was. The apprehensive look on her face was no longer a ploy as her knees became level with her head.
"Hold them," Ben commanded, giving her no choice but to grab her legs as his hands shifted to her ass. Positioned as she was her ass cheeks were already spread wide apart and every muscle felt stretched taut under Ben's fingers. He leisurely pressed one finger against her asshole and smiled as it sank in with ease. He added a second finger and Gwen moaned vigorously but her hole barely contracted around his digits. He pulled his fingers free and made to shake the cum from them before pausing as an idea came to him. He rested the tip of his dick against her hole and leaned over her, presenting her with his cum covered fingers.
"Clean them," he said as he prodded her ass with his cock, popping the head in and out teasingly. She looked at his fingers almost reproachfully before hesitantly opening her mouth and extending her tongue. As her tongue worked its way over his fingers Ben slid them deeper into her mouth and once he had sunk them in to the second knuckle he slammed his dick in to the hilt. Gwen's head snapped back from the force of his sudden and intense penetration, his fingers coming free of her mouth with an audible 'pop'.
Ben didn't relent with a single thrust, fueled by Gwen's magic he began to pound her ass mercilessly. Gwen lost hold of her legs under Ben's assault but he caught them and pushed them back into place, going even farther than before until her knees brushed the moss she rested on. With her hands now free Gwen pawed at her body, one hand curling several fingers into her mouth as the other slipped down to the folds of her pussy where she began to furiously finger herself.
The sight of Gwen masturbating as he fucked her ass set Ben off again but he didn't slow to savor the experience; instead he slammed into her harder and faster, working himself into a frenzied, continual climax. He panted through gritted teeth, the demanding pace taxing his young body to its limits.
"Yes! Yes! Don't stop! More!" Gwen cried out, pulling her fingers from her mouth to reach for Ben. She roughly grabbed him by the shoulder and pulled him down into a kiss, painfully biting his lip to keep him from pulling away.
Ben moaned into her as his cum filled her ass to the point that it was spilling out around his cock. Gwen's teeth raked his lip, just shy of drawing blood, as he pulled away and began to lift Gwen's ass higher. She had to scramble again to maintain her balance as Ben forced her to rest on her shoulders while he stepped up onto the rock, raising her ass with him. He repositioned himself so he stood over her and aimed his dick down at her awaiting hole, a small amount of cum pooled in the depression of her ass.
Gwen's eyes nearly rolled into the back of her head as he drove himself down with a pounding force that sent shockwaves through her whole body. This new position allowed him to sink his cock even deeper than before and it showed as every time he slammed his hips into her she convulsed just a little. He was losing himself in that look of pure ecstasy that was consuming Gwen. It was that obscene sense of power that was its own separate high that filled him as he came again and again. Just as it looked like Gwen might pass out, either from their intense fucking or blood rushing to her head, Ben eased off her and lowered her down.
Gwen lay there listless, fucked nearly senseless she was putty in Ben's hands and he gladly repositioned her so he could continue ravaging her body. He rolled her onto her stomach and pulled her ass up so she was sticking it in the air before mounting her once more. Taking her from behind this time proved much easier now that her ass had been ridden quite thoroughly and Ben easily reached that frantic pace that rocked him with an orgasm almost constantly.
Time lost all meaning to Ben as his endless sexual stamina overrode everything, leaving him only with the desire to keep coming. Soon though the limits of Gwen's ass were reached and cum poured from around his cock in great bursts. He paused as he studied the jizz leaking from her and considered his options, which weren't many. Her pussy was out of the question and that left him only one recourse for release. More cum spilled from her ass as he pulled himself free and he left a trail dripping from his dick as he moved around Gwen. Her eyes, though barely focused, followed him as he came to stand over her. She struggled a little as he rolled her onto her back once more but he easily stilled her resistance by taking hold of one of her nipples and pinching it.
Gwen's body arched under his touch and her mouth hung open as she cried out soundlessly. That was exactly what Ben was hoping for as he thrust forward, burying his cock in her mouth. Gwen cried out at the sudden invasion but her protests merely reverberated around Ben's dick and brought him to orgasm. Gwen choked and gurgled around his cock as he sprayed cum down her throat; the sounds of her gagging spurring Ben's climax to that blissful state of perpetual orgasm once more.
If Gwen didn't have trouble breathing before she certainly did now as torrents of cum assaulted the narrow confines of her throat. The constant deluge quickly overwhelmed her and Ben felt cum splash against his balls, which piqued his curiosity enough to cause him to pull out to investigate.
Gwen was an utter mess as she lay there gasping for breath. Cum had not only spilled out of her mouth, it had gotten backed up and shot from her nostrils, which must have been what he had felt. After shooting from her nose it had quickly run down her face, which with her head reclined meant it was streaked all over her forehead before getting caught in her red locks of hair. Ben felt a momentary pang of guilt as he watched her labor for breath, blowing the occasional cum bubble as some worked its way back up. As he fretted that he might have gone overboard his ears caught a whisper passing from her lips.
"What was that?" he asked as he leaned over.
"More… I want more," Gwen managed before coughing up more cum. She pulled herself up haltingly, leaking cum from both ends as she made it to her feet. Ben was wary as she stood on unsteady legs but she wasn't upright for long as she turned and bent over the rock. She rested her face in the moss, looking back at Ben over her shoulder as she reached back with both hands and spread her ass apart. Her asshole winked at him sporadically as cum continued to leak from it.
"I don't know what's gotten into you Gwen, but I like it," Ben said as he practically pounced on his cousin. Despite his eagerness he eased himself in slowly and took his time with each thrust. Gwen moaned as if in agony and Ben could feel her body quivering with the need for a more urgent pace but he denied it to her, maintaining his methodical thrusting. With every plunge into the depths of her ass Ben leaned over her a little more until finally he was laying atop her and could only keep up the bucking of his hips by standing on the tips of his toes.
Ben's breath was hot and heavy on her neck from the effort of moving so deliberately, he was finding it more difficult than pistoning away madly but worth every ounce of concentration. His hands sought new holds, one wrapping gently around her neck while the other wormed between her body and the rock in search of a stiff nipple. Gwen cried out softly as his second hand found its query and her asshole tightened as her whole body clenched in pleasure. Feeling her constrict around him like that made his slow pace even better and Ben was struck with a desire for more.
He sank his cock into her as far as he could go and held it there as he prepared himself for the next step. He lifted himself up, pulling Gwen with him until they were both standing. Changing positions like that had them both moaning, Gwen throwing her head back as Ben panted into her neck.
He clutched at his cousin, one hand returning to tease her nipples as the other sank lower to cup her mound and found it absolutely drenched. Gwen thrashed in his arms, the assault on so many sensitive places was making her kick and squirm like an animal. It was all Ben could do to hold on to her but at the same time his hands continued to work her into a frenzy as all her tensing and turning squeezed and massaged his dick in wonderful ways.
"Aah!" Gwen cried over and over as Ben simultaneously twisted and pulled a swollen nipple and slid two fingers into her drenched cunt while his thumb stroked her clit. He added a new step to his routine by pulling out of her a little, just enough for some space to open between the two of them, before ramming his cock back up her ass.
A great burst of air rushed from Gwen and her legs nearly failed to support her as she came back down. Despite that she clung to Ben, one hand grabbing his ass, her fingers digging into his buttocks, as the other reached back to grasp his hair painfully tight. She looked at Ben out of the corner of her eye and the way she bared her teeth as she glared at him made him realize there was a wild hunger there that almost frightened him.
"More," she rasped, that intense look on her face becoming one of carnal desperation. Ben's grip on her tightened as he pounded her ass with short, powerful thrusts and though her cries made her sound in pain she never let go of him.
Ben continued to come with ferocious frequency, packing Gwen's ass full of his sperm, but as he began to feel the wear of his exertion he felt something else building up inside him. Every orgasm seemed to add to it and it filled him with the same painful need for release that he had felt at the start of this all, only no matter how much he came it remained. He bit Gwen's neck, gently at first and then more roughly as the sensation became an ache that drew his body taught. Gwen seemed to approve of his roughness as her body trembled and her pussy clamped down around his fingers while drenching them anew.
"Gwen… I can't… I can't… I…" Ben panted as the strain became too much and his legs gave out on him. He tried to hold on to her for support but exhaustion left him virtually paralyzed and he collapsed like a rag doll at her feet. Gwen turned quickly on wobbly feet and had to catch herself before she could look at Ben with concern. He lay there trembling, his cock still rock hard and slowly leaking more cum.
"H-help…" was all he could manage as he struggled with the pressure building within him.
"It's okay Ben, I know just what to do," Gwen said as she moved so she was standing directly over his crotch. She lowered herself down onto her knees and stole a kiss from Ben before leaning back and spreading her legs so Ben could see everything as she put her weight on one arm. With her free hand she guided his dick to her asshole and slowly eased it back into her warm depths. Ben moaned in equal parts pain and pleasure as he tried to summon the strength to buck his hips but all he managed was to squirm a little beneath Gwen.
"Don't worry Ben, I'll take care of you," she cooed as she began to bounce her ass up and down. Her pace quickened rapidly, her ass slamming down harder and harder until she was riding him at a frenzied pace. It felt like she was trying to use him to pound a crater into the ground the way she was bucking atop him and he couldn't have done anything to stop her even if he wanted to. Ben once again found himself completely at her mercy, a virtue she seemed bereft of at the moment. Despite the pain and helplessness Ben was transfixed by Gwen as she fucked him; there was no other way to put it he had quickly realized, with him weak as a kitten she was definitely the one doing the fucking.
He could see she was becoming drunk on the sense of power as her face contorted with pleasure, her free hand returning to plunge several fingers into the dripping folds of her pussy. As she became lost in the euphoria Ben saw something else mixed in with the wild lust, the thing that had caught his attention in the first place, happiness. Gwen was happy, possibly the happiest he had ever seen her. Did she really enjoy being in control that much? There wasn't time to dwell on that observation as the pressure building within Ben suddenly became overwhelming. He grimaced as he cried out weakly.
"Hold on Ben… just a little more… almost there," Gwen desperately urged him, her voice crescendoing with each utterance. She was now thrusting downward with her hips so hard that in the back of Ben's minds there was the faint fear that he might not be able to walk normally after they were done.
Darkness was creeping at the edge of Ben's vision and it must have been obvious that he was on the verge of passing out because Gwen rose up until just the tip of his dick remained in her ass and then slammed her hips down like she was trying to win the strongman's hammer game at a carnival. Ben felt something snap within him the same time Gwen cried out and then the tension was suddenly gone. His head fell back as he closed his eyes in relief, gulping down air to catch his breath. Even though the pain was gone he wasn't in much better shape, he still couldn’t move most of his body and could feel even less of what he could.
Those concerns fled from his mind as a soft gurgling whimper reached his ears. His eyes snapped open and he looked to Gwen, the only possibly source of the noise. It took Ben's mind a while to properly process what he was seeing and even then he didn't have a suitable response.
Torrents, literal torrents, of cum were gushing out of Gwen's ass around his cock. Even after everything he had seen and done this summer the idea that he had produced, was still producing from the looks of it, such a ridiculous amount was something he could not reconcile with in his mind. Gwen, on other hand, seemed to be reveling in the experience if the rapturous look on her face was any indication. Her tongue hung from her mouth as her eyes stared blankly at the sky; her limbs trembling, threatening to leave her lying in a panting heap as her body quaked with orgasmic pleasure. As cum continued to fountain from his cock he swore her stomach seemed to swell ever so slightly.
"So good… feels so good," Gwen breathed, steadying herself on one arm as she ran a hand down her shivering body, confirming that there was indeed a small bulge there as she trailed her fingers over it.
Before Ben could say or do anything feeling returned with a vengeance, plunging him into a river of sensation that threatened to sweep him away. His body felt bruised and battered but at the same time the constant geyser of cum erupting from his dick filled him with the most gratifying sense of release. He quickly realized that he had been coming for so long there was a quickly cooling pool of spunk spreading outwards around them as more spilled from Gwen's ass in warm waves. He tried to pick himself up but was still too drained to even push himself up onto his elbows.
"Gwen," he grunted, finally gathering enough strength to raise a hand towards her. She took it in her own and used it to pull herself forward until she was crouched over him. A mournful sigh escaped her as his cock's impression of a fire hose finally began to abate. She reached for his other hand and entwined her fingers with his as she locked eyes with him.
"So how did you like that?" Her voice rang with satisfaction which told Ben that no matter what his answer was, she had gotten what she wanted. There was something about her attitude that reminded him of something or someone but in his current state he just didn't have the drive or focus to pursue that stray thought.
"It was amazing," he answered honestly before flinching as Gwen shifted her weight and pain shot through his groin. "But I think I'll need to take it easy for a while, I can hardly feel my legs."
Gwen smiled, clearly taking that for a compliment before leaning down to kiss him again. He used what little strength he had to wrap his arms around her, hoping for a moment to rest and just bask in the heat of her body.
"We should get cleaned up and head back. Grandpa and the others are probably wondering where we are," she said as she pulled back and began to stand up. Ben couldn't help but wince again, his cock felt like it had been run through a press as it slid free of her asshole. He could see a steady stream of cum running down the inside of her leg as her body struggled to return to its normal state. He got a good look at her gaped asshole as she turned, winking reflexively as it tried to fully close and then caught Gwen trying to hide a small limp in her step, making him wonder if they had perhaps overdone it.
Ben pushed it from his mind as he turned his attention to getting up. He still felt incredibly drained and as he looked at the pool of cum he lay in it occurred to him that he might be more than a little dehydrated. Finally, with help from Gwen, he made it to his feet and discovered two issues: one, that his legs had as much strength as a pair of wet noodles, and two, his balls were so sensitive that he had to walk bowlegged to avoid jostling them and sending the most horrific pain shooting through his body. Getting cleaned was proving to be problematic, especially hobbled as they were, until they discovered a stream nearby with several naturally formed pockets of water that were protected from the current. They eased themselves down into the brisk water and let the cold numb the ache of their bodies.
"You know, as great as this was, I kind of wish Charmcaster had mentioned what side effects that spell might have had," Ben said as the ache in his balls made him wish for a large bag of ice to place on them.
"I'm sure she would have said something but I really doubt she's ever seen that spell used first hand so any repercussions it might have had were unknown to her… probably," Gwen said, growing more defensive as she went before sinking down into the water in an attempt to hide a strange blush that came over her. If Ben didn't know any better he'd have thought she was embarrassed, or even ashamed. She seemed to avoid his gaze as she scrubbed her face and rinsed her hair clean, growing increasingly hurried the longer the silence of the woods pressed in on them.
"Is something wrong?" Ben finally asked, startling her. Hesitant didn't begin to describe her as she opened and closed her mouth several times, struggling to make the words come out.
"I lied Ben, about earlier. Charmcaster didn't teach me that, I thought I had figured it out all on my own. Last night we talked, amongst other things, about magic and in the end she made me feel like I needed to prove myself so I used that spell and I shouldn’t have. Ben, please, you can't tell her about this. She'll be so upset with me if she finds out and then she'll hold it over me."
"Yeah, I can see that," Ben chuckled, trying to make light of her confession only to find that it didn't have the effect he hoped as Gwen's lips narrowed. Why would agreeing with her make her annoyed? "Don't worry, I won't say anything," Ben promised, hoping that would smooth things over.
"Thanks Ben," Gwen said, sidling over to give him a peck on the cheek before rising from the water. Ben found himself studying her lithe form while running a finger along the scar on his forehead until a glance form her reminded him that they needed to be getting back. The rinse in the stream had washed away some of their aches but they were still slow going as they dressed and descended back into the caves, leaving behind a congealing pool of cum as a sordid monument to their morning tryst.

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"I'm getting too old for this," Max breathed as he lugged a backpack full of Plumber tech up a trail that was growing steeper and rockier with every step. Wes was ahead of him with another pack full of gear and didn't seem nearly as winded.
"I didn't want to say you were getting soft my friend," Wes said over his shoulder as he stepped off the trail and forged his own path. Max wiped sweat from his brow as he hurried to catch up. After pushing through the brush he found Wes atop a boulder, already setting up some of his gear.
"You were right, this is the perfect spot for the satellite uplink. We should be able to get ahold of Worm no problem and do a little snooping of our own," Max said as he set down his pack and began rummaging through it.
"Are you sure you don't want to head back and see if Ben and Gwen have returned? I can handle this by myself," Wes said as they continued to assemble the computer and satellite dish.
"No, I'm sure those two are fine," Max said rather tersely as he screwed in a plate with more force than was necessary before setting down the screwdriver and sighing. "It's just that I expect this kind of behavior from Ben but Gwen usually knows better."
"At least he and his girlfriend weren't the ones who disappeared together. I don't envy you my friend," Wes said with a chuckle.
Max paused as he realized just how good a point Wes had and then joined in with his friend in having a laugh, "I suppose you're right. Honestly, I'm still trying to figure out what I'm going to do with her once the summer is over. What do you think of me a-"
Max never got a chance to finish his thought as his ears caught the oh-so familiar whine of a plasma gun. Instinct and training kicked in as he snapped up the casing he'd been putting together just in time to catch the shot. He threw the smoking pile of scrap in the direction of the shooter and rolled back towards the brush as more shots left scorch marks on the rock.
"Wes, you okay? Wes?" Max called from cover, wishing he had managed to grab his gun.
"Don't worry, I got him," Wes yelled back as several more shots were fired off before being punctuated by a cry.
"Wes!" Max yelled, his heart skipping a beat as he looked for his friend. He saw Wes lying face down not far from the slagged satellite uplink and it took all of his willpower not to immediately rush out to his fallen friend. He couldn't help but think of Kai as he crept towards Wes's prone form and if anything had happened to him he wasn't sure how he'd break it to her.
He pushed it from his mind as he finally determined it was safe and hurried to his side. Wes was stone still as he knelt beside him and began checking him for injuries. He seemed unhurt so Max rolled him over to finish checking him and was greeted with the sight of a barrel trained on him. He didn't waste time trying to question what was happening and grabbed for the gun. As they struggled he expected to see something in Wes's face that might tell him what was driving his friend to try to shoot him but there was nothing, his face was blank almost as if he were asleep.
"Wes! Stop this!" He grunted as they rolled back and forth. His plea went unheeded as Wes slammed an elbow into his jaw, stunning him just long enough for Wes to pin him and get the gun under his jaw.
"Please, don't do this," he choked out as the barrel pressed into his windpipe.
"You are fortunate the Master wants you alive for now," Wes said in a monotone voice before squeezing the trigger and sending Max convulsing into darkness.

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