Jake was atop her in an instant, his advancing cock barely slowing as it parted Charlotte’s labia; two hard, indeed almost brutal thrusts and Jake was buried deep inside her, snarling “You slick-bitch; you’re fucking gagging for it aren’t you.”
Charlotte meanwhile was gasping for breath; Jake’s violent penetration had knocked the breath from her lungs. Jake’s judgement wasn’t wrong regarding her… lubricity and in Chaz’s opinion, fortunately so. Jake had looked ‘big’ but only now did Chaz appreciate exactly how big; Charlotte had never accommodated a cock this large in her whole life.
Not only was Jake’s cock big, but he was using it aggressively too, ravaging Charlotte’s pussy like a wild animal. Chaz knew that she couldn’t cope long beneath such an assault, but that missed orgasm was fast re-ascending and she was loathe to call a halt before it arrived. Rather than pleading for mercy Chaz’s cries were all shamelessly encouraging.
In hindsight, perhaps too encouraging? Charlotte was again on the precipice of an orgasm when Jake’s cock delivered her of the hardest and deepest thrust of them all and then it stopped dead. Jake’s cock was lodged deep and Chaz could feel his semen pumping into her womb as he growled “That’s what your pretty cunt wanted wasn’t it Chaz… filling with cum.”
Charlotte could’ve screamed! Tears of frustration trickled down her cheeks; with Jake collapsed on top of her Chaz couldn’t even squeeze a hand between them to finish things off with her fingers. When Jake eventually lifted himself off her he displayed a shit-eating grin and enquired “Are you feeling better for that Chaz?”
Charlotte slapped Jake’s face… Hard! That certainly quelled Jake’s grin and had him begging for Charlotte’s forgiveness and silence. Jake too was now close to tears, while Charlotte was livid with frustration. Not just for that lost orgasm but from Jake having misunderstood things entirely; it took a second, albeit gentler slap, to stop Jake’s blubbering and gain his attention.
Only then was Charlotte able to explain that the… rape wasn’t a problem, indeed, far from it; Chaz’s anger stemmed only from it’s abrupt and premature conclusion. When realisation dawned Jake’s shit-eating grin and dominant manner reasserted themselves in an instant and in that same instant Charlotte wondered if she’d perhaps made a mistake?
A second later, Jake was on his feet… well, one foot, the other remained knelt on the bed. Grasping Charlotte firmly by her hair Jake pulled her toward himself and snarled: “Well if the MILF-slut wants more cock, then she’d better get it hard again.”
Jake’s still semi-erect cock waved in the air bare inches from Charlotte’s face and from this angle it looked even bigger. When Jake lunged forward his cock bumped against Chaz’s cheek, the touch confirming that it remained wet and sticky with spent semen and her own juices. Charlotte had often sucked cock — Kris’ — before, but only when it had arrived in her mouth… fresh.
Wrapping her lips around Jake’s grungy shaft would be a whole different ball game, but the forceful grip on her head advised Chaz that Jake wasn’t giving her a choice. Charlotte’s tummy tingled and she smiled inwardly; in this moment there was nothing in the world she wanted more than to suck on Jake’s fetid cock… Though she’d never admit to it.
Jake had one hand in Chaz’s hair and the other now guiding his cock towards Charlotte’s mouth; she struggled against his grip, but was careful not to resist sufficiently for Jake to be dissuaded. When Jake then slapped her cheeks with his shaft Chaz obscured her rising excitement with a girlish squeal; a lip-parting squeal which she maintained until Jake grabbed his chance.
Jesus but Jake’s cock was big; Chaz took a while to learn how to accommodate it and still breathe. Charlotte relished every second of the effort though and the piquant mixture of bodily fluids which coated Jake’s intruding shaft only added to her pleasure; while having Jake brand her a ‘cock-sucking whore’ simply put the cherry on top.
Having submitted to Jake’s ‘forced’ intrusion Charlotte brought all her years of experience to bear on his cock; not just her lips and tongue, but her fingers too came into play… Jake just loved having Chaz’s fingernails scrape across his balls. That tingle of expectancy was now returning to Charlotte’s groin and the sensation of Jake’s cock stiffening inside her mouth added that excitement.
Jake’s wildly complimentary, albeit crude narration and encouragement to Charlotte’s blow-job increased her arousal yet further. When those words began to incorporate favourable comparisons between Chaz’s performance and the abilities of her daughter, Emily, Charlotte knew she should be appalled; shamefully, these especially added fuel to her fire.
It was Jake who brought this interlude to an end, yanking Charlotte away from his cock — it left her mouth with and audible ‘pop’ — he ordered: “Enough… Time to fill that sweet cunt again… you’ll come this time.” Charlotte hurried to comply but was checked by Jake’s addendum: “Not on your back; up on your knees… like a bitch in heat.”
Chaz had complied almost before Jake finished speaking; she knelt trembling as Jake settled down behind her. Of course Charlotte was aroused, but that wasn’t the only reason for her tremors; the size of Jake’s cock was at the forefront of her mind… How deep would he go from this angle, could she cope or would Jake split her in two?
Charlotte’s trepidation won out; when she felt Jake’s cock nuzzling at her vulva she called out “Gently Jake… Please don’t go too hard.”
Jake’s wicked laugh did little to ease her fears, his pressing her face down against the pillow as he growled “You’ll be fine Chaz… Isn’t that the way you slick-bitches like it?” even less. A second later Jake’s hips slammed forward and he buried himself into Charlotte every bit as hard and as deeply as he’d done earlier.
Unsurprisingly Jake’s brutal penetration knocked the breath from Charlotte’s lungs once more; but in the moments which followed, she found herself thinking ‘Yes… Yes I do like it like this… Exactly like this.’ A fortunate discovery; Jake was remorseless, pounding into Chaz as carelessly as he had the first time around.
This time Jake was penetrating more easily, perhaps Chaz had now stretched to accommodate his girth, though she suspected a more likely explanation might be the added lubrication of Jake’s first emission? Jake was going deeper too and each stroke concluded with a jolt as his cock bumped against her cervix; another discovery… Chaz had never known a pain more pleasurable.
Their coupling again proved short-lived, though Charlotte couldn’t blame Jake this time. Jake was still going strong when that long overdue orgasm ripped through Chaz’s belly and left her screaming like a banshee. It was perhaps fortunate that Jake had the presence of mind to press her face into the pillow and quell the noise.
In the seconds which followed Charlotte was away with the fairies; only vaguely aware of Jake ceasing his brutal pounding, or the absolute torrent of fluids that poured from her pussy when he did. But little else, the… expectation which those two near misses had created seemed to have exacerbated the power of her climax now it had finally arrived.