I punish her thin body with my fat cock

Rachel’s long lean body is bent over the picnic table. Her pale ass gleams bright red in the moonlight. I spread her legs, and guide my hard cock between them. I take a moment to be grateful that I get to fuck my best friend’s beautiful wife. She’s way out of my league and she’s begging me to **** her. She’s such a sweet woman.

Now time to punish her for being a cunt wife.

Without warning I thrust my cock into her wet pussy as deep as it will go. She howls into the night. I don’t get very far in. I feel like her pussy is scraping the sides of my cock. I pull out, and then thrust back in hard.

She screams, “Oh god! It feels like you’re splitting me in half.”

“It’s what a cunt like you deserves,” I say, playing along with the degradation. It’s what she wants, and I’m going to give it to her. I grab her narrow hips and pump in and out of her.

Her pussy lubes up, and my cock slides in and out easily. Her cries of pain have turned into moans of pleasure. I watch as my cock disappears over and over into her pale thin body. I look up and see her face pressed into the splintered wood, looking back at me.

I say, “You look like you’re enjoying this.”

“Oh god yes. I haven’t been railed like this in years. Ahhh!” Her eyes close as I ram my cock in especially hard.

I see the bra strap of her bra running across her toned back. I don’t have the patience to unclasp it. I reach forward, grab the middle of the bra strap and pull, yanking so hard the clasps break. I let go, and they dangle uselessly to the side: when she stands up her bra will fall off, finally freeing her lovely big tits.

Time to make that happen.

I gather her wet hair that is draped on her upper back. I make a ponytail and use my hand as a tie. I pull her hair back to me as I fuck her. Her face raises from the table.

Her screaming moans and my hips clapping on her ass echo across the lake. It’s a shame her husband isn’t getting to hear this.

Pulling her hair, I say, “This is exactly what you need. You’re not the good little housewife taking her kids to church. You’re a dirty little slut who needs to be punished by a big cock.”

I pull her hair so hard that she has to rise up with it. Her back bumps into my chest, and I’m breathing on her delicate neck. My hand rubs up the ridges of her ribs, tapping each one like a piano key. Finally I reach her huge soft tit, and squeeze.

Holy fuck they’re so perfect, I have to reach up and get another handful. I massage her tits in my hands as I continually pound her from behind. I growl in her ear, breathing heavily from all the work, “You can be in the shape of an 18 year old but you can hide your fat mommy tits.”

Her reply is “**** me.”

I have to oblige. I reluctantly let go of her huge breast, and snake my hand to her neck. Her delicate neck. I grip it. Squeeze. Release. She lets out a little moan. “More,” she whispers.

I don’t want to leave bruise marks, but I’m drunk and delirious with her pussy and her perfect body. I **** her as I fuck her, holding her skinny body against mine—one hand on her throat, one of her tit, and my cock ramming into her pussy.

While the starry sky is beautiful between the trees, I need a better view.

I pull out. I spin Rachel around and push her back against the table. Her huge pale tits sag out to the side. Her nipples are colorless and blend in with the flesh of her freckled tits, only the shadows of her hard buds are visible. My fingers find them and pinch, pulling her soft tit up with them. She squeals. My mouth attacks them. I suck and bite the soft flesh. Fuck. She has such great tits. I can’t not suck them. I tell myself it gives her time to recover. I can have a little fun with them.

I push her body up onto the table so her raw ass is on the splintered wood. Her long legs dangle above the muddy ground. I aim my cock at her well used pussy. I slide in so easily compared to the first time. Rachel watches as it goes in and out of her.

I ask, “Like the view?”

Staring she says, “You’re as thick as my wrist.”

I take a second to admire the view as well. My cock disappearing into an absolutely perfect body. It does look bigger going into her than my thick wife. It’s all about perspective.

I grab her ankles and spread her legs out wide in a V. I slowly pound her hard—pulling out with multiple deep breaths then thrusting in with all my might, making her soft tits quake. She gasps with each plunge.

I ask, “Have I punished you enough?”

She shakes her head, “No. I’m such a bad wife. I’m wishing my husband had your thick cock.”

“Coveting your husband’s friend’s cock is against the Ten Commandments, right?” I toss her ankles onto my shoulder. Each thrust brings me so deep into Rachel. I wish I had X-ray vision to watch how far my cock drives into her. She's absolutely screaming now. I’m driven wild. I pound her as hard as I can. Ramming her. Trying to destroy her cervix. She’s not going to walk next week without thinking of my cock. Her fat tits bounce wildly—what she’d look like sprinting without a sports bra—about to give her a black eye.

I exhaust myself. My abs burn. I’m coughing trying to catching my breath, trying not to puke. I pull out of her delicious cunt. I finally manage to cough out, “Spin around. I want to finish in your mouth. In your throat.”

She spins her naked body on the rough wood of the picnic table. That wood has left more marks on her fair skin than I have. She dangles her head off the table and looks up at me upside down, her hair dripping to the ground. She pulls my dark throbbing cock down to her mouth, and starts sucking on me.

Sensually sucking it. Her soft lips gripping and sucking down on me. Her white neck, darkening with bruised from my fingers, gulp as she slurps on me.

I say, “That’s really nice, but a blowjob is too good for a cunt like you. You deserved to get face fucked.”

She stops sucking and opens her mouth wide for me. Such a good little cunt.

I drag my hanging balls around her pretty, elegant face, making her close her eyes before they cover them. Then I drop them in her mouth and have her suck them.

I groan, “You feel how full they are? All that cum is gonna be in your stomach. You’re about to swallow the cum of your husband’s best friend. And you’re going to say thank you after.”

I finally make my way to fucking her pretty face. She has no gag reflex. My cock plunges just as deep into her throat as it did her sweet pussy. Now my cock chokes her instead of my hand.

I don’t pound her face like I did her pussy, but I don’t think I’m capable of being gentle right now. I squeeze and push her tits together.

That view of her bare cleavage—the sight I was imagining just hours before—sends me over the edge. I grip her tits, shove my cock all the way into her mouth so my balls rest against her eyebrows, then cum.

Cum.

Cum.

Cum.

Cum.

I scream out into the empty night.

When I finally pull out, she’s already swallowed all my cum. She pats her flat, toned stomach. “Thank you for that protein.”

Her reddish blonde hair is streaked with dirty pond scum. Her make-up-less face sags with exhaustion—the roller coaster of pain and pleasure. Her throat is dotted with thumbprints. Her tits are covered with hickeys. Her pale body is a canvas of red marks and scratches from the jagged wood. Her raw ass left blood on the table. Her pussy gapes open, no longer the little princess.

I say, “You still look so goddamn beautiful.”