Not yet. She blows him first.

When she returns, she is hairless. Her swollen vulva is displayed in all of her arousal, gleaming with water and want. She enters the living room with wet thighs and is glad to find James waiting pantless on the couch. His erection remains proud and large, at rest against his fat belly. She smiles at the sight and then remembers herself. Stopping before him, she stands with her legs parted to display her work. James smiles, and she smiles again, preening as she holds her lips parted for him. “Better?”

Her voice is high and feminine, seeking desire. Kendall, though still herself, is a distorted version of herself. Even now, even seeking his desire, she hates him, but her hate doesn’t matter. Attraction and lust have overridden every other aspect of her personality. How she feels is that she can hate him later. For right now, she needs to be fucked by him; she needs his cum.

James thumbs her folds experimentally, searching for hairs. Then, he grunts. The power he has over her is enough to satisfy him, but that his **** still commands respect from her is intoxicating. His cock is steel hard and weeping precum, but he is so intoxicated that he wants to tease her more. Easing his thumb into her, he watches her leak around him. “Good, but I ain’t here to watch you shave.” Withdrawing his thumb, he sits back and wags his dick at her. “I’m here to get off. So, get down there and show me what a size queen you are.”

Kendall, kneeling, nearly falls onto his dick. Holding him by the root with one hand, she nuzzles him while cupping his balls with the other. Then, she strokes him while showering his balls with kisses and licks. Slowly, these kisses and licks make their way up his shaft and to his crown. There is a brief detour as she dances the tip of her tongue along his glans, tasting herself on his unwashed manhood. Then, she stops at his cockhead to kiss his urethra, tasting his precum again, enjoying a flavor she will never forget. His feet had been fleshy but dirty. His dick is raw flesh and sex.

Moaning, she parts her lips around him and eases him into her mouth. It is difficult. Her jaw stretches to accommodate his girth but, like his smacks, the pain arouses her. James is easily the largest man she has ever seen. Staring down his thick shaft, she can almost believe he is the largest man in the world, and she is sucking his dick. More than that, she is enjoying it. Not only is there a novelty to his size, but there is flavor to him, and aroma, and raw, animal passion. James owns her, and she is serving him eagerly.

Slurping and stroking him, Kendall feels James’ heavy hand come to rest on the back of her head and opens her eyes to stare up at him. She has given herself completely to the pleasure of his service and now remembers who it is she is serving. Staring into James’ cold, cruel eyes, she sees no pleasure, only power, and reflecting on their relationship, she isn’t sure the two things aren’t the same for him.

His short-comings aside, Kendall is enjoying herself. She bobs her head on him, drooling down his shaft, and uses her hands to spread her saliva as she pleases him. The previous day’s sex replays in her mind and soon the combined pleasures of his taste and scent have her lust-drunk. Her need for his cum is even stronger now, and she closes her eyes to ride it out.

James gathers her hair to hold it out of her face. Watching her, he draws in deep breath and holds it for a moment before sighing. “Fuck! When’d you learn to suck a dick like that, Kendall? Did your cuck teach you?”

Remembering Jackson and picturing his dick, Kendall snorts a laugh around James’ superior length. She removes herself, stroking him still but licking his crown as she gathers her breath. She uses the time to spread her saliva around his shaft, stroking him and working him to a shine as she speaks. “No, James, sucking his cock would teach me nothing about sucking you. He’s barely even,” she pauses to regard James’ dimensions, “Half your size.” She kisses his cockhead. “Mm. No. Sucking your dick is completely different.”

Holding her hair out of her face, seeing the devotion and desire in her eyes as she sucks him back into her mouth, James groans. Kendall mewls, slurping him lewdly as she continues to stare him in the eyes. James remembers a time when she refused to suck his dick. He remembers a time when she would even refuse to share a bed with him. Now, she is drooling on him and **** to fuck him. He laughs. “Holy fuck, you really are a size queen, aren’t you?”

Kendall moans around him. Removing herself reluctantly, she kisses his cockhead. “You told me earlier that I was YOUR size queen slut, remember?” Kissing his shaft, she strokes him more between each butterfly peck. Then, moving her hands to the base of him, she stares down his length. “You’re so big, James, so long and thick. I don’t know how you got this way, and right now I don’t really care. I just can’t believe I took you inside of me, all of you inside of me. It’s just--God!--It’s unbelievable!” Then, opening her mouth, she swirls her tongue along his crown as she mewls, gathering his precum and drinking it down.

Like every other part of him, James’ taste is nothing new to her, but it may as well be. When dating, Kendall would give him the occasional short-lived blowjob. This amounted to half a dozen or less and each time she stopped once he was ready to penetrate her, and though there is no difference in flavor, today she wishes to feast on him.

The difference, Kendall decides, is in presentation. Though his size adds difficulty, it also adds purpose. James, having fucked her and subdued her, is deserving of a blowjob, and sucking his dick is now worth the effort in a way it previously was not. His thick flavor sticks to her tongue and her cheeks, and his fat shaft stretches her jaw. The taste is entirely the same, but the delivery vector is completely different and superior than before. Tasting him, stroking him, she feels rewarded in a way that is entirely unfamiliar. In the short time they were together, Kendall had given Jackson a few blowjobs and enjoyed each one, but even those were nothing compared to how good it feels to suck James’ dick.

In fact, outside of being fucked by James the day before, Kendall has never enjoyed a man’s dick so much. Closing her eyes, she rides out the pleasure, bobbing her head with enthusiasm, taking him to the edge of her throat and enjoying the depth each time. His taste, combined with the powerful musk of his manhood, dizzies her. Hands at rest on his fat thighs, using them to support herself, she slurps him eagerly with saliva running down her chin, jaw stretched, enjoying him now in this moment more than she ever did during their two year relationship.

James, meanwhile, rests his hand on his head, watches her and allows her to enjoy him. He is impressed with Kendall, with her skill and with the change he has produced in her. While he never doubted her submission, he had expected it to take longer to seduce her. For two years he could hardly get her to look him in the eyes when they fucked, and they had a child together. Now, with eleven-and-a-half inches, he has her sucking him like a slut in two days. As a conquest she bores him, but as an example of his power, she is the greatest trophy he can imagine.

She is also doing a great job sucking his dick and, swelling in her mouth, James removes her. Kendall whines as she comes up, eyes glossy and lips swollen. Holding her by the hair, James smacks her once with his open palm and then twice with his dick. He is gentle in his ****, careful not to hurt her or himself. Kendall, drunk on him, pants and coos while holding her mouth open in an effort to suck him again.

Leaning forward, James rubs his saliva smeared crown across her face and collar bone before thrusting it into her breasts. Kendall follows him with her eyes and, watching him, cups her breasts for him. James, seeing this, smacks his manhood down across her bosom with a wet smack while growling. “Fuck! You are shameless!”

Kendall purrs as James fucks himself against her collar bone. With his warm and hard dick against her, she stares up at him, holding her breasts together still, completely lost to reality. “You’re so big,” she whines, and she moves herself forward to kiss his pelvis and the underside of his big, hairy belly.

If fear had been her first motivator, it plays no part in her behavior anymore. She is sex-drunk on him and numb to any pain he can visit on her. All she knows now is the pleasure of his big strong hands around her head and in her hair, and all she cares about is the length and scent of his massive cock. Yesterday, he stretched her, and while she has yet to recover, she is **** to be stretched again.

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