“Yes, Jack. I belong here, under your weight, under your domination.” I grip the carpet as he pushes more of his length into me, but it’s not enough to hold onto. I reach back to grip his wrist holding my hair with one hand while my other goes under me to my pussy. My fingers stretch around his cock at my folds and I gasp as his girth slips through my fingers before entering me. “Thank you, Jack. *Ooohh*, baby. Thank you so much. You were right.”
Jack shudders over me and grunts. “God damn. You’re melting my cock with this fucking pussy.”
“Please tell me you like it.” My hands squeeze his hard body. “Please tell me you’ll fuck me more after tonight.”
Jack chuckles and his grip tights in my hair and on my hip, still bending me into the deep arch. “I’m going to be fucking you the rest of your life, Abigale. I don’t waste my time on women I don’t want to keep. My dick only touches women I breed.”
My rapid heartrate spikes further till it’s pounding through my chest. I moan his name and focus on keeping my legs under me. Each of his long, strong thrusts pushes me into the carpet, breaking my stance. If not for Jack’s iron grip, I’d have gone through the floor already.
I fall into the bliss his cock drives into me. With each thrust he dives deeper, elongating my passage to fit him. Fear spikes in my heart that I won’t be able to take all of him, but when he hilts, the dread evaporates like a bad dream, and I come like never before.
A warm, deep cervical orgasm spreads through my body like a gentle river, while the jarring, body-rocking g-spot orgasm lifts my mind into the stratosphere. To top it off, a third orgasm crashes down on my clit like a collapsing building, forcing my legs to shake as if surviving an earthquake.
My brain falls out the back of my skull and I scream Jack’s name when I have enough breath in my lungs. With Jack merciless hammering, I don’t get many chances to fill my lungs.
Jack finds an angle that slides down me perfectly. His bitch breaker rubs my clit, caresses my g-spot and kissing my cervix with enough force to knock out a rhino. One orgasm turns to two, that turns to three, and with my cries for him to stop, begging for more, and pledging myself to his eternal service, Jack rolls my orgasms one over the other.
My words fall away, my tongue lulls and the edges of my lips curve into a smile. I relax into the brutal, yet surprisingly accurate fucking. My back bends even more into a U to where my bushy, black hair flits across my ass every other stroke of his cock. My eyes cross while I pant like a bitch in heat.
Jack’s hands grip even tighter. My hipbone is on the verge of becoming powder and my scalp is one tough yank away from ripping from my skull.
But I love it.
Along with all the other sensations of pleasure and extasy, a thrill races through my heart at being so perfectly dominated, so put in my place, so thoroughly owned and conquered.
The digital clock on the TV box shows me he’s been roughing me up for nearly thirty minutes solid. My mind can’t wrap around how he could fuck for so long without coming. *Am I not good? Does he not like it? What if I’m too old?*
As if in response, Jack grunts and his strokes pick up speed, rotting my mind with lust and dominance. “Fuck, Abigale! Close your eyes and feel my cock unload.”
I obey and close my eyes. “Yes, baby! Unload those fucking cum tanks.”
His cock thickens before firing several large loads in quick succession, followed by several more with a little time in between. With my eyes closed and the pressure of his cock so abundant on my walls, I count nineteen shots in total.
A new warmth spreads through me, one I can differentiate as Jack’s because it’s heavy, manly, and dominating. It coats my uterus, claiming the space as his.
*Fuck, yes! Own me, Jack. Take what’s yours, big man.* I’d say all those things, but my mind is mush and the connection from brain to mouth is lost in the haze of his of his cock and cum filling me.
After his last, juicy shot, he slides in and out. His hands slip to hold my breasts and he lifts me up to press my back against his chest. and his softening cock begins to regain its hardness.
“J-Jack, your— Oh, God. You’re going again?”
That cocky grin returns. “Don’t tell me you want me to stop.”
I reach back, turning at the waist. “N-no, baby. I want— *Oooo*, God! Fuck. I want you to fuck me forever.”
“Good.” He stands with nothing under me besides his steel rod.
His hands grip my chest, and pull me against him, but when my legs leave the ground and dangle in
the air, I come from the sheer display of masculinity.
“Oh, you like that?” His words play along the length of my neck and over my shoulder. “You want to get fucked in the air?”
I squirm on his cock, rubbing my ass against his groin. “I want you to choose.”
“Good girl.”
I giggle. “Girl? I’m older than you.” I keep rolling my hips, grinding his shaft. The sensation of his cock filling me to the brim is something I’ll never get enough of.
“I suppose you’re right.” He stands me on the couch and pulls out of me.
I moan at the loss of not only his cock, but also a good amount of his cum. It splatters onto the couch and runs down my exhausted thighs.
He turns me around and forces me to my knees. Before I have time to jump at the chance to taste his cum, he smacks me in the face with his slab of meat.
Cum smacks my face on both cheeks, forehead and chin, before I finally get his engorged head back into my mouth. There’s a lot of me, which tastes great, but I want him, and thankfully, most of it is.
It’s so thick and creamy it reminds me of cream cheese from the tub, a little more whipped than the bar version. I gulp it down as fast as I can before it slides away. I’d lick it up off the carpet, but I don’t want him to get mad. I don’t know if he’d want me to do that. Then again, he’s a freaky pervert, so maybe he would.
“I suppose I can call you Momma.” He lifts a brow and smiles. “Rolls off the tongue well enough, and I’m going to make you one in the next year or less.”
I grin and laugh with glee at the thought of Jack making me a mother.
His hands hold my head down on his cock, burying my face in his cum and sweat soaked bush. “Show me your natural position.”
As soon as he lets me go, I lay back and spread my legs wide for him. My hands pull my pussy lips open for him and I grin up at him hoping that the look in my eyes is as slutty as I feel. “Breed me, Jack.”
He puts one foot up on the couch as he angles his cock to my gaped pussy. Leaning over me, he puts his face right at mine. “Yes, Momma.”
When he pushes in, my loose, ragged pussy is stretched to near bursting once again with the new angle of entry. “Jesus Christ, Jack! You’re a fucking monster.”
“And you’re a goddamn volcano. This pussy is on fire right now. My cock is fucking dissolving.”
He jumps to a fast and hard speed that destroys my response, something about us merging into one, but it’s gone faster than it came. His hands grope my body, one on a breast, the other at my throat. Just like the hair pulling, his choaking is superb. He applies enough pressure to give the illusion of danger, but he doesn’t block my air way. He fucks like a bear, grunting his pleasure and pain.
After several minutes, one particularly painful bunching of his face, I reach up to his cheek. “What’s— *Ahhh!*” I can’t get the words out. If my throat opens, a moan has to be set free. “What’s wrong?”
He snorts like a bull and shakes his head. “I’m holding back from coming but you’re making it so fucking hard. Your insides are gripping me like a vice when you come, and you’ve got everything so fucking wet down there.”
“Those are your juices, too, Jack.” I tilt my head back and moan into the couch.
“The rest of your life, you’re going to have my cum inside you.”
I squirt at the thought.
Jack takes me one position at a time the rest of the night. He fucks me on the dinner table, the kitchen counter, Rebecca’s bed. Each time, he lasts a little longer, but every time ends with his cock shooting cum deep into my womb. By the time we get to Rebecca’s bed, every time he thrusts into me, his cum is squirting out of my well used pussy.
He lays back in the bed and spreads his legs slightly. I place my head between his thighs, letting his spent cock rest over my face while I inhale our intwined scents on him.
I fall into a blissful sleep, where I dream of Jack ripping me to pieces with his cock.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/vu1ntp/my_best_friends_baby_cousin_mdom_fsub
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