This whole waking up in a new place after dying is getting repetitive.
Moving my arm, I am once again in a garbage bag.
This time, I don't even lurch awake; I just sit there tracing the ceiling fan blades.
"Why do heroes always die! You were a good man, Graves."
"I'm gonna be honest, I'm really not. If you get to know me, you'll learn what a piece of shit I am."
Her eyes widen as she lurches back, grabbing the knife from the nightstand.
"Graves!?"
"Back from it."
"Bu- but you were shot."
"Proof?"
"Wha- You were just dead a minute ago. What more proof do you need?!"
"Just kidding... it seems the reaper has rebuked my death."
Finally getting up, I pull myself out of the garba-
"Fintan, why am I naked?"
She covers her face, yet her curious purple eyes peek through. "That was Folie, she was trying to chop up your body. Then I told her she was insane and managed to get her out of the room."
"You'll learn pretty quick, words are just noise to that woman."
"Shouldn't you be a little more concerned that you just died?"
"I am. For example... I fear knowing what happened to my brand new clothes."
"Oh... that... well, Folie threw them into the oven and burnt them to a crisp."
Covering my face, I begin to weep.
Fintan's eyes widen as she pats my back. "What happened?! Are you alright, Graves? Don't move. I'll call an ambulenc-"
"My fucking clothes!"
"Oh... clothes are the issue."
My eyes narrow, "I'm getting sick of this." Jumping up, I get to my feet.
"I'll be right back, Fintan, I'm going to go get revenge." I feel my blood flow down to my dick as I begin to scheme my revenge plan against Folie.
Looking down, Fintan has wide eyes as she gasps.
I just now realized I've got my erect penis on her face.
"Shit, my bad, I'd completely forgot-"
She tilts her head down. "Graves."
Pursing my lips, I nod. "...yes?"
"Get down on the bed."
As submissively as possible I lie down on my back, failing to cover my erect penis over my hands as it sticks straight up. "Listen, Fintan, I'm really sorry. It was not meant for you-"
Fintan now looks at me with crazy eyes as she begins to shake her large fire jacket off.
"Graves, you were so courageous, walking straight into a burning building to save an innocent life, and not only that, you stepped up in my place, thus saving my life."
"Oh, well, think nothing of i-"
She slowly pulls down her baggy pants over her ass.
Standing there in her long-sleeved black leotard, her cameltoe sticks out between her two thighs. The peaks of her excited nipples poke through the thin fabric.
"Fintan... just cause I'm naked, doesn't make it a community activity."
Walking over to me tugs off her gloves with her teeth, throwing them aside.
She slowly wraps her soft hand around the shaft.
"So this is your penis, what a magnificent piece of equipment you come with."
Hehe... cum with.
Hey wait... "Did you just call me an object or a tool?"
"I apologize if that came across as offensive. I meant no such disdain. I was imagining how practical it would be to have a built-in fire hose."
"Uh...yea? I guess it does put out a different kinda fire for women."
Her eyes widen as she wiggles my dick. "You have saved women from burning with this tool?! It is even more magnificent than I'd initially thought."
"Saved them from the second circle of hell."
Standing there, her cameltoe is dripping wet as the the crotch fabric of the leotard gets caught between her pussy, leading to her giving a weak murmur with each movement.
"Graves... Can I play with your fire hose?"
"I- uh- Sure?"
Her eyes fill with excitement as she crawls onto the bed.
On all fours, she crawls atop me into a six-nine position.
She goes face to face with my dick in a stand off as she shakes her cameltoe in my face.
Cautiously she presses her face against my penis.
"It feels so warm," She gasps as it twitches to her touch. "Did I hurt it?!"
Awkwardly, I sit there, uncertain of what to do; I probably should have seen this coming.
Feels like theres room for a joke here... seen this cumming?
"You're fine, just don't bend it."
"I see, so yours loses bending capability for the sake of size."
"Uh... no, I don't think any dude's dick bends if its hard."
"How do I make it spray?"
Does this woman really think it's a fire hose?
"Try putting your mouth around it."
"I have never turned on a hose this way, but I will take your word."
Her breasts press against my pelvis as she lowers her mouth onto it.
Ooh, her mouth feels so sof-
OW! OW!
Her teeth are scraping against the side of my dick!
(;-;) "Fintan, don't use your teeth!"
"Ah! Okaf! Sorfy, sorfy." She pulls it out of her mouth, looking back at me. "How should I go about doing it then?"
"Just imagine your sucking a popsicle or something; I don't know I've never sucked someone off!"
"You haven't? Then how do you turn yours on?"
"It's got autonomous firing capabilities."
"I see, how dangerous. Then I must proceed with care."
She looks at my saliva covered dick with the utmost focus. "Like a popsicle."
This time as she lowers her head, the softness of her lips linger on the tip of my dick as she slowly makes her way down.
She works her way up and down, her tongue timidly exploring the sweaty veins of my dick.
At first, she stays shallow as she takes only the tip in her mouth, but after a few moments, she becomes curious, pushing herself slightly each time before retreating.
Her excitement courses through her body, dripping out from her pussy and onto my face.
Lying there her the leotard is trapped between the bright pink pussy lips.
Leaning up, I lick the fabric in a playful tickle.
She lets out a yelp she lurches forward. "What did you just do, Graves?"
"Did you like that?" I smirk.
"...Well... it didn't feel terrible." She says cautiously curious.
Grabbing the leotard, I pinch it aside, making her cry another yelp of excitement.
Reaching my tongue out I tickle the clit causing her to lurch forward once more. "Ahh!"
As I grip into her soft thighs, I pull her waist closer to me.
Her uncertainty and excitement cause her to squirm against my grip.
Slowly driving my tongue deeper into her pussy her eyes widen as she gasps. Her body twitches, causing her to let out a groan which evolves into a dragged-out moan.
Her body begins to tremble, causing me to tighten my grip deeper into her silk-like skin.
My rough tongue lingers between the soft walls of her pussy as she lets out cries of pleasure.
She has stopped sucking my dick, attempting to stay balanced as her whole body trembles in ecstasy.
Her body spasms uncontrollably, causing her to spray my face in her pleasure.
Panting for air she grabs my dick with one hand, and puts her hand out to me in an attempt to get me to stop.
Wincing, she attempts to cover her crotch. "Wa- Wait! Wait Graves! It feels- it feels sensitive down there."
As she lies atop of me, she attempts to regain her composure, not giving her the chance, I continue tickling her clit with my tongue causing her hitched breath to let out short gasp and moans.
Finally catching her breath she looks at my dick intently with a primal hunger. "You made me feel good, Graves, now it's my turn!"
She seems to have gotten the hang of it, as she gracefully strokes the base with one hand, stabilizing herself with the other as she latches her mouth around my cock.
The soft inside of her mouth and the cute determination were starting to drive me crazy.
She continues working up and down, releasing her hand to enable her to venture deeper, yet never reaching the base.
Rapidly working up and down, saliva drips down to my balls. The room is filled with the slurping sound of her movement.
She ventures too far as my tip taps the back of her throat momentarily. Her curiosity has trapped her.
Grabbing her head, I shove it down to the base where I hold it down with a groan.
Her eyes begin to water before streaming into tears as her eyes roll back.
My balls strain as my dick twitches, my pent up cum rushing down.
She coughs on the saliva and cum on I spray my seed deep down her throat.
In a panic, she squishes her pussy in my face, it would only be fair if were both being drowning.
Sitting up, I suspend her up as I drive my tongue in, I once more explore her insides. My tongue lingering on every bump, every inch of twitching flesh.
My face is sprayed with her juices as she arches her back in a futile attempt to escape my tongue.
Releasing her head, I grab her ass, forcing her pussy back in my face. In a tremble, she lets out a gurgled cry of pleasure.
I can still feel my cock spraying on her face as she attempts to push my face away from her pussy.
"Wa- wa erg!" She begs gurgled up words through her cum filed throat.
But this only makes me want to please her even more.
My fingers sink deep into her soft ass cheeks as I continue eating her out.
Her body violently twitches, causing her thighs to jiggle as she hangs upside down. She lets out another croak of a moan, as cum drips out her mouth.
Finally stopping, I lay her out on the bed beside me, her body convulsing as she mindlessly grins with her eyes rolled back.
Her face is covered in cum, and her mouth full.
"Uh... Fintan? Are you alright? I kinda forgot, not everyone can die more than once."
She doesn't respond, simply panting as her chest heaves up and down, her large breasts hanging apart.
Her black leotard is an even darker shade as its soaked up her sweating body, parts of its stained with cum where she failed to catch it.
Her body occasionally spasms as she drools, her pussy still dripping as it creates a puddle in the sheets.
Sitting there, I realize she's not going to be able to do anything for a while.
Grabbing a tissue, I wipe her face off and cover her in a blanket as I turn her on her side.
Getting up, I walk back towards the front door to get the papers for the apartment.
Grabbing the papers from the table, I prepare to return to the room.
"Graves?"
Turning around, I am greeted by Folie. Standing there, she has a raised eyebrow. When she looks down, she bites her lip, giving me a carnal expression.
Yikes, forgot another person lives here and I have no clothes on.
Hey wait...
I have no clothes on!
Because of her!
Biting my cheek, my brow furrows. "Folie... did you actually burn my clothes?"
She smirks, "That's right, I... did. What are you gonna do about it?" She winks as she drags out every word. Bending over, she crosses her legs with a naughty grin.
Stomping over, I grab her arm. "You, me, we're going to your room. I'm getting revenge for my clothes and shooting me in the stomach."
my dick immediately springs back to action at the thought of enacting my revenge.
She gleefully allows me to drag her away with a giggle.