It is her reward

As it turned out, it was hard to miss as MJ erupted with pleasure. When he felt it, Nick used the tree and his weight to push as deep as he could into her stretched mouth. He could feel her screaming around his shaft as she orgasmed. He could feel her breasts shaking against his legs. The vibrations so intense in her mouth, it nearly drove him over the edge, but he held off and pulled out, letting her final scream awaken the forest animals around them. Bird flew startled at the high-pitched wail of pleasure.

Before her orgasm finished, Nick was pulling her by her hair, lifting her from the ground, and twisting her around. Pushing her upper body and head against the tree and shoving his tongue down into her. His belly lay on her perky bubble-butt as he pulled her shorts down and without ceremony slammed his entire length into her still quivering quim. The sudden invasion hit her hard, sending her directly into a second orgasm before she even realized the fat ugly man was fully embedded in her precious pussy.

Nick was looking down on her, a grin of satisfaction planted on his face, watching his cock embedded into of the married woman's cunt as his tongue fought with hers for dominance and easily won, her mind gone in pleasure, completely relaxed with his duel invasion. She was basking in her orgasm, his embrace. He watched coldly as she shook and bucked against the tree. Pulling his mouth back from hers, Nick began to rain down slaps on this beautiful ass in front of him still firmly planted to the root, unmoving, unbending, unflinching as her beautiful, toned ass slightly jiggled with the slaps, so strong were her glutes that her ass barely rippled before the springy flesh was back in starting position. He had never seen such springy flesh. He could feel her cunt flex and squeeze around him with each spank. Each spank sending her tightening further around him. He could feel her pussy juices dribbling down his scrotum to his taint, down his leg to the earthen floor. He didn’t move an inch inside her until he had made two mirror like purple handprints on her asscheeks. The hickies may be from Craig and Peter, but her ass marks were his, just like she was becoming.

With a nod to himself, he pulled out fully pussy juice gleaming from his erect rod and threw MJ back to the ground onto her back and squatted over her, pressing his full weight onto her stomach. Forcing her to flex her impressive ab muscles to support him. Tightly grabbing her wrists, he held her hands to each breast showing her how to push them together around his throbbing, pulsing prick. The tunnel was not her cunt but their combined saliva, pre-cum and pussy juice all mingled to produce a wet, tight and warm hole for him to fuck plus he got to play with her enormous handfuls of tit meat. After she was doing it the way he wanted, he reached up and pushed her head down to his cockhead as it thrust through her cavernous valley of flesh.

“That’s it bitch, how does it taste. We taste good together, don’t we? You like the taste of your pussy on my prick?”

“Red loves it Sir.”

Nick loved watching his cock go in and out of her outstanding breasts into her delicate lips. He liked even more as he pulled back and MJ tried to follow as far as her neck would allow before his prick disappeared into the valley created from her flesh mountains. When it disappeared, her mouth looked like a baby bird searching for food, tongue reaching out searching for a taste of it. Slowly he shifted forward with each thrust, making more and more of his cock enter her mouth until he was sitting on this gorgeous creature’s tits, he then shifted forward and threw his weight forward so he was on his hands and knees, fucking down into her throat, his belly smothering her forehead when he was as deep as he could go. At this point he was moaning as he bounced up and down over her.

“That’s it slut, take it down your throat, take my load Red.”

His first shot was down to MJ’s belly, as was the second. She could feel the warmth as it entered her stomach, she swore she could feel Nick’s swimmers trying to find their way to her womb through her belly as if programmed to impregnate her no matter what was in the way.

Coming out of her second orgasm, MJ began to act, as she used her throat to proactively milk Nick’s cock. Her bruised and tender lips grasped even tighter around his swollen prick as she felt the semen pump through the bottom of his shaft and shoot through to the piss slit.

To Nick it felt like warm, wet tiny hands were massaging his giant prick. Still, he had plans and he pulled out to send his third, fourth and fifth shot into her gaping mouth. She could feel the hot sticky fluid sit heavily in her mouth, coating her tongue, teeth, and gums. No part of her mouth was left untouched, untainted. She loved it. As he saw her begin to swallow, he said, “Don’t swallow yet Red.”

The sixth, seventh and eighth milky white creamy shots of Nick’s load were directed to Mary Jane’s succulent breasts. The final shot wasn’t the most impressive, but it was full of meaning when Nick grabbed MJ’s left hand and shot the final load over her pre-cum encrusted diamond on her engagement ring.

“Fuck yeah, Red. Pete ever cover you like that?” Shouted Nick as the final shot landed, shoving home the fact she was married to a little bitch. MJ felt horror for a split second before it disappeared into the ether as Nick ordered.

“Show me first.”

With eyes filling with worship, MJ opened her mouth and blew a cum bubble which popped sending cum around her face.

“Impressive now swish and then swallow.”

MJ made a show of swishing his potent brew in her mouth before gulping three times, once for each shot and opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue to lick her lips.

“Good girl Red.” Nick commented as he stood over the redhead.

MJ moved up to her now accustomed kneeling position, leaving the dirt covering her back and jizz crusting on her breasts like snow covered mountains, perfect for skiing. Nick leaned down and kissed her softly on the mouth before he began to enter her mouth slowly and sensually with his tongue. Instead of gripping, his hand was now lightly caressing her head, brushing through her hair like a loving husband would.

Pulling away with a final pat to her head, Nick gave another order to the blushing wife, “Now clean me while you rub my cum into your breasts and face.”

With long, slow licks MJ covered his front lower body from thigh to belly, making sure nothing was left when she was done. When she was, she looked up at Nick questioningly.

“You really are a marvelous cock-sucker, Red.” Nick smiled as MJ took his now seven inch softening prick into her mouth to suck it clean. “It’s almost like my cock was made to train your whore mouth, wouldn’t you agree?”

Pulling away, MJ could only respond, “Yes, Sir.” And she found it to be true. He was training her, she loved it and they fit perfectly in this fashion. Trainer and trainee. He would push her further than ever, already had in mere days. She couldn’t get enough.

“What did you think of my cock in your tight red box? Happy it found a home?”

“Yes, sir. It was amazing how in control Sir was. In the past, most guys just seem happy to get in and lose control and start pumping with no plan. Sir got Red off while fucking her mouth. Red never thought that possible.” Shivering at the remembrance of Nick’s fat prick shoved all the way into her. She could feel how his cock curved upwards, how if they had been facing each other it would scrape from her A-spot to her G-spot and everything in between. Even Craig with his long straight and fumbling ways hadn’t properly hit her A-spot, she was becoming more and more aware of how Craig was a good fuck, but only because of the size of his cock. He lacked any nuance. She knew Nick could and would find her most sensitive areas.

“I knew after seeing Craig fuck you, you would love any Katzenberg cock. Shame for Craig he’s a junky loser who only thinks of himself when he fucks.” Nick commented offhandedly.

Peter’s wife sat on her heels staring unblinking at her master’s huge cock as she felt drops of cum drying on her breasts and hand. "Sir, later may I see the pictures!"

"Sure, and the videos!" Nick smiled, "For now, put your jacket and shorts on, Red, we have to walk and talk."

Surprised, MJ got to her feet as she grabbed her jacket and shorts, arranged her giant milk makers in her jacket, the cum making them stick to the jacket’s inner lining. Nick only watched as the breathtaking young supermodel and coworker’s wife got dressed.

Nick planted another kiss on her head before draping his fat arm around her shoulder to casually grope her breast as he led her to her bike and back down the path to the cabins, to his cabin. She had punishment coming, and he had reward.