Chapter 7
CHAPTER SEVEN
Barely breathing, I lowered myself slowly onto his turgid erection. My beaver was so wet and swollen from my orgasms, he slid in much more easily than before. It was still a tight fit, and I felt every ridge and vein and curve as he filled me past comfort but before pain.
The sensation was excruciatingly hedonistic. Every nerve ending in my body was on fire as I sank down, down, down until I finally bottomed out.
Oh my god. I did it! I took that whole foot-long.
“Fuck,” he groaned. “That’s it. I knew you could take me to the hilt. You just needed some fuck butter first.”
I chuckled at his ridiculous description. We both hissed as my cunt tightened around him at the movement.
“Are you ready to move, baby?”
I held my breath as I raised up a few inches, which caused us both to moan again.
“Damn, that’s a tight fuck hole, baby,” he swore. “I need you to move, though, unless you want me to take over now that it’s in there.”
I raised up on my toes another few inches and lowered back down, tentative, anxious it would hurt if I went too fast or too deep, but I needn’t have worried. My love canal had stretched to accommodate his girth. Now all I felt was the thrill and pleasure of being stuffed and horny as fuck.
He rubbed my clit again, and I thrashed and moaned as I slid up and down his thick meat pole. When one of his hands wrapped around my neck and gave it the lightest squeeze while his other frigged my clit, I orgasmed so hard I saw stars.
For several blissful minutes, I bounced on his cock until my thighs shook with the effort of squatting onto his lap.
My nipples ached; they were so swollen and tight as they rubbed against the lace of my bra with each thrust. His hands tightened on my waist, until he held me in place with his cock buried in me.
“Enough playing around,” he growled.
At his gravelly voice, another spurt of nectar flooded my box.
“My turn,” he said.
His hands gripped me under my knees and held me in place, and then he impaled me on his cock. He set a punishing pace, pounding up into my dripping pussy, my thighs restrained and spread by his firm hold.
Unable to move because of how I was balanced above his cock, all I could do was take his meat as he speared me. He thundered into my pink taco from below at a rapid pace. My big tits jiggled, and I cried out as he drilled me.
“Yes, yes, yes. Fuck me,” I begged. “I need it. I need it so bad.”
As I suspected, his muscles weren’t just for show. He scooped me up with ease and stood, still fucking up into my honey pot. His broad fingers dug into the underside of my fleshy thighs as he held me, my legs spread wide for him to take what he wanted, and he powered into me like a piston.
“Oh, fuck, yes. Right there,” I sobbed as another powerful climax tore through me.
After a few minutes, he let my legs drop down, and we both panted.
“Are you ready for the main attraction?” he asked.
Despite my earlier misgivings, I nodded, eager for his instructions.
We both stood and stretched out the kinks before he pulled me towards him.
He undid the few buttons on my shirt that hadn’t separated already.
Bryan let out a grunt of appreciation at the sight of my full breasts in my sexy purple lace bra.
When I unsnapped the front hook, he dove in. To my chagrin, he slobbered on them in much the same way he kissed me earlier, which is to say poorly.
I grabbed his cock, eager to get us back to the hot action.
“I thought you were gonna fuck me, babe?” I challenged him.
His eyes flashed, and he pinched my nipples hard. By accident or by design, it was the perfect amount of pleasure-pain, which sent a bolt of arousal to my clit. I cried out my approval, and he pinched them again.
Then Bryan grabbed me by the hips and turned me towards the table. When he bent me over and kicked my feet apart, my sex throbbed.
He pressed his hand on my lower back until I rested on my forearms, my bare ass and pussy presented to him like the offering they were. My heart rate sped up as I waited for him to spear me with a brutal stab of his cock.
Without any of the impatience he showed moments before, he slid his thick length through my slick folds. The delicious burn as he skewered my love canal made me cry out with each slow press forward as he pushed deeper into my lady cavern.
“Touch yourself,” he said, his voice hoarse with need.
My drenched cunt eagerly accepted his prick, and he plowed my fields with increasing vigor. His joy stick sped up until he must have been a blur of movement if anyone was watching. Somehow, that thought ratcheted up my excitement levels even more despite having no interest in exhibitionism.
After only a few minutes, he hammered my tight hole in a way I would never have imagined earlier this evening. And it felt miraculous, too. My breasts were crushed into the mottled surface of the tabletop, my sensitive nipples scraping against the rough top.
I diddled myself as he penetrated me harder with every passing minute. It was the most animalistic experience of my life. Nearly naked, outside in the warm summer night air, bent over an old picnic table, I cried and creamed as Bryan rutted me like an animal.
My mind blanked, and I became a creature of need and want. Feral and wild, I shuddered as he drove into me. And Bryan, he was relentless. A fucking machine who existed only to rail me with that big, beautiful cock.
I was tall for a woman, 5’8”, but he was not only several inches taller than me, he dwarfed me in size. In normal circumstances, I was a more active sexual partner, but his muscular body caged me in to the point where all I could do was passively accept his punishing pounding of my pussy.
“You like this, don’t you, slut?” he demanded.
“Yes, fuck, yes,” I cried out. “I need it. I need your big cock tearing my pussy up. Use my hole and fuck me.”
He growled his approval and pulled one of his legs up onto the picnic table.
His hands tightened on my hips in a bruising grip.
When he surged forward again, his cock hit my g-spot with every powerful thrust. This new angle overwhelmed me, and I struggled to escape the almost violent ramming of his huge cock.
“Oh, God, oh, God, oh God, it’s too much. You’re too big. I can’t–”
“Take it, cum slut. You’ll take everything I give you, and you’ll like it.”
With his left foot planted on the table, he yanked on my hips and pulled me to the very edge. I whimpered as my poor nipples took more abuse scraping against the surface. Then he slapped my ass cheek hard, and my cries grew.
“Rub your clit for me, baby.”
I was already so overstimulated, so I shook my head in denial.
He let go of my hips to spank me again in the same spot, harder this time.
My ass stung, my nipples ached, and my pussy burned, but it all somehow added up to a delicious torture that drenched my pussy.
Then he grabbed my hair and yanked, which zinged through me.
“Do it, baby. I’m close.”
With hands that shook, I rubbed my overly sensitive love button.
I sobbed as he pummeled my snatch with bruising force.
An hour ago, I couldn’t even take his monster cock, yet now he rammed me like a jack hammer.
My channel was soaked with my honey, and his thick tube stake glided in and out with ease, despite its size.
He pulled away a little, and I caught my breath at his shallower movement. I was so turned on, and he had so much girth, I shuddered through another mini quake as his cock rubbed against different parts of my insides.
“That’s it, baby,” he panted, “you look so fucking sexy as I split you open with my big dick. Your little pink pussy needed a good, deep fucking, didn’t it?”
“Yes,” I wailed. “God, yes.”
“Your big, round ass is sexy as fuck, but it’s stopping me from getting all the way in your treasure cave. Grab your ass cheeks and spread them so I can rail you good and deep then. Open your pussy even more for me, baby.”
One of his hands clutched my shoulder while he drilled into me from behind. With my hands spreading my ass cheeks, he surged even deeper, which I would have thought impossible. He slammed into me with deep grunts, and I lost it completely.
“Fuck,” I screamed, much louder than my earlier cries.
His hand covered my mouth to muffle my loud shrieks.
“Take it all, slut. Take every inch of my big, fat cock.”
Something about the way he trapped me between his massive cock and the solid table and his hand silencing my cries as he pumped into me without cease sent another devastating burst of lust through me.
I almost blacked out from the powerful orgasm that barreled through me. He groaned and pulverized my pussy through my climax. He was relentless, a battering ram to my pink gash. Then, the tenor of his groans changed.
“That’s it, baby, that’s it. Oh, yeah, fuck, that’s some good pussy. Baby, baby, oh, God, yes, fuck!”
With a roar, he ripped himself out of my body. The condom hit the table with a splat while I shuddered with the last vestiges of my intense orgasm. Then his squirt cannon shot ropes of hot, sticky cum on the backs of my legs and my ass cheeks.
Startled, I watched him over my shoulder.
Eyes closed, his head was thrown back in abandon, the tendons in his neck straining as he gave himself over to his epic release.
He groaned as he stroked his massive hog.
His endless eruption splattered my lower half with sticky love batter.
He shook his cock once more, and only a few drops of nut dribbled out.
His eyes opened, and one corner of his mouth turned up in a smug smile. And damn it, he earned that arrogance. I’d lost count of how many times he made me come, but it was an impressive number. He destroyed me, and I loved almost every minute of it.
This kind of sex wasn’t something for every day, though. I didn’t want to be annihilated each time I needed an orgasm. Plus, I liked anal too much to let him ruin me, regardless of what he said, but damn, tonight was one for the memory banks.
As it was, I needed to cancel my upcoming date with the guy from the app. There was no way my pussy would be recovered from tonight’s drubbing by the weekend.
“Wow,” I said at last. “That was… wow. Despite the rocky start, I had fun. And orgasms. So many orgasms,” I laughed with delight. “I’m going to have to ice my battered pussy for a week, but, wow. That was amazing.”
“I’m not the smartest guy, and I’m not the best looking, but I’ve always got the biggest dick. That’s enough for me.”
It was enough for me, too, tonight at least. And if he wanted to come together again in the future, I could be persuaded.