After Party by ImoutoCommissions

It had been a fun party and it had been great spending so much time with 
their friends, but Pudding and Taruto had both had so much private fun 
before the party that both were wondering when they would have the 
chance to do something like that again. Of course, Pudding, ever the 
instigator, had plans to approach him after the party. It was still his 
birthday and she still wanted to give him as much fun as possible.

When they were alone in the cafe, he sighed happily and said, "Today was 
great."

"Was it?" she asked. "I'm so glad! You know...I had a lot of punch to 
drink at the party..." She gave him a playful wink and pulled him into a 
hug, grinding against him. She could feel his erection growing which 
only encouraged her to move faster and harder against him.

"What's the most private place in the building?" he asked, his breathing 
growing heavy and labored. It was no surprise that he wanted her so 
badly; he had wanted her for so long that now that he had finally had a 
taste, he couldn't get enough of her.

"Well..." She took a moment to think about it. "Besides the rooms that 
have really high tech security, I think the changing room will be our 
best option."

"Lead the way," he replied, and she took his hand, leading him down a 
back hallway. They stopped outside a door and she let go of his hand.

"Wait right here," she said mischievously. "I'll let you in soon!" He 
nodded and waited while she disappeared behind the door, and when she 
opened it, she had changed into her waitress uniform. She bowed before 
him demurely and said, "How may I serve you today?"

His breath caught in his throat; he had seen her in her uniform before, 
but the look in her eyes, the tone of her voice, let him know that this 
was something very different than what he was used to from her. He 
closed the distance between them, putting an arm around her and reaching 
beneath her skirt, rubbing her over her panties. Already, they were damp 
and he said, "Would you like to continue from this afternoon?" He gave 
her a soft kiss.

She deepened the kiss, exploring his mouth with her tongue until she was 
satisfied and broke the kiss. "That's exactly what I had in mind," she 
replied. "I had hoped to ask one of the girls to get us condoms for the 
occasion but..."

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"Do you have the restraints ready?" asked Pudding.

"Yeah, I've got them right here," replied Ryou, handing her a box. "And 
they should be able to hold any level of strength we're familiar with, 
so whatever you need them for, they should work. And I have to 
ask...what exactly do you need them for?"

"Just part of the preparations for the surprise party," she replied, 
trying to keep it vague. "I have to keep Taruto distracted, remember?"

"Listen..." He sighed, looking incredibly uncomfortable. "It's none of 
my business what you do, but I feel like I need to tell you this. Birth 
control with a situation like yours is going to be really difficult. 
Alien semen has something in it that's corrosive to most rubbers and 
plastics, and I have reason to suspect that birth control pills won't 
work for you or the other girls. I'm not telling you how to live your 
life, I just want you to know that you need to be careful with that sort 
of thing."

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"So...that's what he said," she said as she finished the story. "I want 
you like that, a lot, and I love you a lot, but I'm not ready to have a 
child with you yet. Not while we're both so young."

"Of course not. I understand exactly what you mean and I'm sorry...I'm 
sorry I didn't think about that myself..." Seeing the dejected look in 
his eyes, she felt terrible. She knew that it was as disappointing for 
him as it had been for her when she heard the news, but she hoped that 
she could make it better.

"Well, I do have an idea that might be just as good," she said. "But I 
have to get you nice and slippery before we can try that!" Without 
another word, she got on her knees before him, freeing his already erect 
member and licking and sucking him to get him as wet as possible. He 
moaned in pleasure, and that probably would have been enough to get him 
off, but she didn't want to stick with that. She had so much more in 
mind for the rest of their evening.

When she thought that she finally had him wet enough, she turned around, 
pulling down her panties. "What do you think of your naughty little 
monkey's butt?" she asked him teasingly, wiggling it for him.

"I...it's cute, I mean, I like..." He was flustered, not expecting this, 
and he wasn't sure exactly what the most complimentary thing he could 
say was.

She spread her cheeks and her tail popped out, reaching for his member 
and pulling him to her, pressing his tip to her entrance. "It may be a 
little bit dirty to some people, but you're more than welcome to use 
this hole instead," she said.

He couldn't deny that he was a bit disappointed that he couldn't take 
her virginity that night, when he had been looking forward to it so 
much, but he knew that a lot of human women hated anal. There were many 
who absolutely refused to do it, so he considered himself lucky and felt 
honored that she was so willing to do that with him that she 
volunteered.

"Thank you," he said, knowing that that was not enough to express how 
grateful he really felt to her, and, with more urging from her tail, he 
began to press himself inside of her. He let out a moan that she echoed 
as he worked his way in and she moved her tail to wrap it around his 
waist instead. She held him tight as he finished pressing into her, 
filling her ass completely.

Once he was completely settled with in her, he began to rock his hips, 
thrusting into her and moaning again. "You're so tight and hot in here," 
he said. "You feel so good!"

"You're so hot inside me," she replied. "I can feel you stretching me 
out and I really, really like it." And she did, a lot more than she 
thought she would. She had heard that it could be unpleasant the first 
time, but Taruto was the perfect fit and it felt so good to her, better 
than expected. It was a good substitute for not being able to properly 
have sex just yet.

He slid a hand under her dress, reaching for her chest and fondling her. 
Her breasts were very small, but soft and fit perfectly inside his hand. 
She wasn't wearing a bra and he asked her about that. "I don't need one 
yet," she replied, sounding somewhat embarrassed. "Are you okay with me 
being so small?"

"Of course I am," he replied as he continued to fondle her 
appreciatively. She really was the perfect size; men liked women bigger, 
he knew, but he couldn't imagine himself being attracted to women like 
that. Maybe it was his bias because of how much he loved Pudding making 
him say that, but he didn't think so. She was his type of girl through 
and through, and he felt he would have been just as attracted to her 
even if she were a stranger that he passed on the street.

And he loved to pay attention to her perfect breasts and wanted to 
further show her just how much he loved them. He pinched at a nipple and 
she squealed in delight. He had hoped that it would feel as good as he 
heard it would and began to roll her nipple between his fingers as she 
moaned and writhed under him, creating further friction while he fucked 
her. Pudding, meanwhile, felt absolutely electric as he played with her 
nipple, pleasure shooting through her and causing her to cry out 
desperately, begging him for more.

He continued to thrust into her ass, bucking his hips and trying to 
maintain the concentration needed to toy with her nipple just the right 
way. She was having the time of her life, just as she had before the 
party, and he started to thrust faster, slowly climbing his way to his 
climax. Everything was so fantastic that he had almost forgotten what 
had prompted this in the first place, but then he heard her give a 
pained whimper, and he remembered.

"Taru Taru...all that punch I had to drink wants out," she whined. Her 
bladder was giving sharp spasms more frequently, and it was becoming 
hard to hold on with him fucking her and pleasuring her like that.

He moaned and shuddered at the sound of that, always loving when his 
girlfriend was desperate for him, and had to struggle to keep himself 
from getting too excited over her saying that. "Does it?" he asked with 
another moan.

"Yes, please..." She whimpered. "Please hurry up, I don't think I can 
hold it for much longer." It was true that she was a lot closer to her 
limit than she had been when they had started, because he was jostling 
her and adding a lot of pressure to her bladder.

"I think you can wait a little bit longer," he replied, teasing her. He 
wasn't ready for their fun to be over, and he wasn't ready to let her 
go. Having her desperate like that was too perfect an opportunity, and 
it was an opportunity that he was not ready to let slip past him just 
yet.

"B-but-!" she cried, voice breaking. She still felt so good that the 
pain in her bladder did not detract from it, but she knew that her 
resistance would not hold out for long under these circumstances. Her 
bladder was too full for her to be pushing it like this, but Taruto 
didn't seem to understand that.

But he did understand, and that was only spurring him on. He already had 
her arms pinned, and he reached for her legs, grabbing her by the knees 
and holding her up like that, spreading her legs wide. Now she would not 
be able to do anything to help herself hold it; now she would have to 
rely entirely on the strength of her muscles. Now, she was completely at 
his mercy, even more so than before.

"Stop it!" she cried, knowing what he was doing to her and understanding 
what it meant for her. Still, her protests were only half-hearted, 
because even though she knew she wasn't going to make it at this rate, 
the game was fun and she knew that it was just a game.

Taruto turned her to face a mirror in the room. "Look at the lewd 
expression on your face," he said deviously. "Watch!" He moved his hands 
then, pressing one to her lower stomach, feeling her bladder bulge, and 
the other went between her legs, teasing at her girlhood. He slipped a 
finger into her and she let out a gasp at the contact, but he did not 
let up.

He gently pressed a hand against her bladder, massaging the bulge and 
rubbing her, and she let out a sharp squeal. "Please, you're going to 
make me pee!" she cried. "Take me to a bathroom, please. I'm not going 
to...ohhh, please!" Her eyes were starting to water, but she was growing 
wetter as he fingered her and he knew that she was really enjoying 
herself.

"I just don't want to stop our fun," he replied, thrusting into her. 
"It's such a special occasion, I don't want to stop for anything!"

"You can keep fucking me," she moaned, "but please, carry me to the 
bathroom. If you hold me over the toilet, we don't have to stop! Okay?" 
She was so close to her limit, she felt so good in comparison to the 
aching from her bladder, and she didn't want to stop anymore than he 
did. Her idea was a good one, but she was certain that he wasn't going 
to listen to her any more than he had before.

And she was right. Rather than even bother with a reply, he increased 
the pressure of his hand on her bladder and picked up speed with both 
fingering her and fucking her tight ass. She could see herself in the 
mirror, her face flushed, her expression a strange combination of pained 
and pleasured, desperate and enraptured. It would not be long for her, 
but it would also not be long before she came and she knew that that 
meant Taruto had to be getting close himself. She wanted to try to last 
until he was done, but even as she thought that, she knew that it was 
impossible. She would not be able to hold it if she came, and there was 
no way that he would come and that she would not.

Taruto knew that he was at the very edge, but hoped that if he could 
prolong it just a bit, he would ensure that Pudding wet herself for him. 
The fact that she was so desperate only turned him on all the more and 
it was all he could do not to come straight away as he pounded into her 
and fingered her and felt how swollen her bladder had become. He had 
never thought that he would ever find someone who could please him so 
completely, but over the course of one day, he had been able to live out 
almost all of his fantasies. And someday he hoped that he would get to 
have it all.

"I'm not gonna make it!" she cried again, but her voice let him know 
that she had given up the fight, that she knew that it was going to 
happen no matter what. She had accepted the fact that it was all part of 
their fun now, and he could feel her tightening up around his fingers; 
she was getting very close.

With that bit of encouragement, he pressed down harder on her bladder 
and pressed his fingers as deep into her as he could, loving the way she 
practically screamed his name when he did so. He bit his lip, feeling 
his climax approaching, but he held back once more as he felt her 
getting there herself. He could hold out just a little bit longer for 
her, he could hold out if it meant that he would push her over the edge 
in more ways than one. "I love you," he murmured to her, his lips on her 
ear, and she shuddered beneath him, the affection just enough to give 
her one final nudge.

"Oh no, I can't...I can't hold it!" she cried, and he felt her spasm 
around his fingers and he came right then and there, at the exact same 
time as her. Pleasure washed over him, just as it had earlier, before 
the party, but it was different this time, being inside of her like he 
was. He could only imagine what it would feel like to be inside of her 
tight cunt as she came, if this felt so good already. But there would be 
plenty of time for that some time in the future, and he wanted to focus 
on just how good it all felt now.

His hand soon grew warm as he felt her bladder give out and she began to 
wet herself and pee all over the both of them as they both came. The 
sound of the liquid splattering on the floor echoed in the room, louder 
than their panting as they road out the last of their orgasms and 
settled in the afterglow, both feeling so good they could not stand it, 
Pudding having the double pleasure of coming and having that much 
relief.

When they finally came down from their orgasms and when Pudding's 
bladder was completely empty, a large puddle on the floor, Taruto's grip 
slackened and she managed to twist around to plant a kiss on him. She 
pressed her lips against his, and he returned it with vigor while she 
wrapped her arms around his neck to hold him into it. They both parted 
their lips and their tongues met in the middle, with a surprising amount 
of passion given the fact that they were both exhausted from their 
encounter.

When they pulled away, she said, "That was wonderful! That was 
absolutely amazing!"

"Yes, it was," he said, grinning. He didn't have the words to tell her 
just how amazing it really was, but he hoped that she felt the exact 
same way that he did, if not better. "I love you so much."

"I love you too," she said happily, and he set her down, helping keep 
her steady as her legs were very shaky. He held on to her until she 
could stand on her own.

Her legs were wet with urine, and some of Taruto's seed dripped out of 
her after he pulled out of her. "We're so messy!" she declared. "I wish 
there were showers here so we could get cleaned up...I need to clean the 
floor, though!" She went for a closet to get a mop and began to mop up 
her puddle, only to start to collapse from exhaustion.

Taruto was just quick enough to catch her, pulling her into his arms. 
"You need to rest," he said teasingly. He needed to rest as well, but he 
was more concerned about her. "Would you like for me to carry you home 
and give you a bath?"

"I'd love that," she said sleepily, assuming that he meant his home and 
not hers. "Can I spend the night, too?" she asked.

"Of course," he said. Really, it was the best birthday he had ever had. 
As he carried her home, she began to drift off to sleep in his arms.