MJ wakes up sore

Mary Jane opened her eyes, blinking at the bright golden light streaming in from in the window. It took her a minute to remember where she was, in some empty bedroom only containing a bed and a empty nightstand.

Then, it all came flooding back in a rush, and Mary Jane couldn’t hold back a smile. Last night had been… amazing, to say the least.

She glanced over to see the other side of the bed, where Craig lay, asleep. He, like her, was entirely naked, and his mammoth cock was flaccid and resting on his thigh, but even soft, it was immense.

Mary Jane bit her lip, looking down at the eighteen year old who had blown her mind last night. She looked at his cock, and decided she wanted to give him a little bit of a wake up.

But she paused to reflect just before she did. Gone were the days when Mary Jane tried to deny how she really felt. When she looked at Craig, she felt a warmth, and not just in her pussy.

Hell, Mary Jane even felt something, though to a lesser degree, for Craig’s uncle Nick, who had fucked her body so dominantly while asleep. A part of her demanded she find out what he was like awake.

She was such a slut, wasn’t she? She’d come on this trip a faithful wife, and now, she was in bed with a kid, really.

Mary Jane couldn’t help but enjoy the sluttiness, though. She’d gotten her brains fucked out by Craig last night, and enjoyed every second of it.

Almost unable to help herself, Mary Jane leaned over and planted a kiss on Craig’s lips, which roused the boy.

“Hi.” MJ said to him, a little nervously.

Craig smirked at her nervousness, immediately fully awake. Most men would be when shaken awake by a naked supermodel.

“Ashamed at your slutty self for how much you loved last night?” Craig asked knowingly. Mary Jane flushed.

“I… I said a lot of things last night.” Mary Jane tried to backtalk.

“Uh huh. If I recall, Red, you told me you had feelings for me.” Craig grinned.

“Right. Anger, for one.” Mary Jane said weakly.

“Damn it, bitch. I thought we were past the denial part.” Craig huffed, folding his arms across his skinny chest.

Mary Jane exhaled and snuggled up against. Craig. His arms immediately moved, one of them wrapping tightly around her. Mary Jane laid her head on Craig’s chest.

“Does this look like denial to you?” MJ asked softly. Craig laughed, grabbing a large handful of her ass and squeezing it.

After a few minutes, Mary Jane rose up on her elbows, planting them in the bed. She looked apologetically at Craig.

“I… I need to go back to my cabin. I need to clean up, make sure Peter’s not suspicious.” Mary Jane explained quickly.

“Yeah? Red, I don’t think you can even walk right now. I fucked the living shit out of you last night.” Craig chuckled. His eyes lazily absorbed the sight of her large, pillowy tits dangling before his face.

Mary Jane privately thought Craig was very, very right.

“Why don’t I help you home to my cabin?” Craig asked deviously.

MJ’s heart dropped. The odds of being sighted by Nick were high and she… well, she couldn’t look at him and not recall the way he’d taken complete ownership of her body two nights ago and fucked her into a literal stupor.

“I… I don’t think so.” Mary Jane shook her head, bright red hair bouncing. Craig placed a hand on the back of her neck and yanked her down into another one of his unorthodox kisses.

The boy didn’t have much kissing experience at all, and it wound up being more like he was kissing and licking all across her face. But MJ loved the intense passion that the teen put into it. She couldn’t help but kiss him back in the same way, her full lips kissing and slobbering all over his acne-ridden cheeks.

When they finished kissing, Mary Jane’s cheeks were wet with Craig’s saliva. That thought only served to arouse the slutty wife.

“Alright. Have fun with the cuckold.” Craig laughed cruelly.

“He’s not a cuckold.” Mary Jane tried to defend her husband. Craig rolled his eyes and nudged his cock forwards so that it slid between her thighs, the shaft of it pressing against her wet pussy.

“You sure you don’t want to stay? I promise I’ll fuck you.” Craig said.

Mary Jane laughed.

“I know you would, kiddo. That’s why I can’t stay.” MJ sighed.

“Uh huh. Remember, his pencil dick doesn’t get to touch you.” Craig said fiercely. Mary Jane tried to shove aside how hot his possessiveness made her pussy feel.

“I know.” Mary Jane said, waving a hand. Craig leaned down and planted his mouth on one of her bare, erect nipples, and MJ enjoyed his usual greedy, sloppy kiss all over her breast.

“Mmmmh.” Mary Jane moaned. Her breasts were, and had always been, very sensitive.

“Go be with the cuck.” Craig huffed, “But I want you writhing on my cock before tomorrow, you hear?”

“You got it.” MJ winked, enjoying how slutty she felt making plans to get fucked.

Craig smirked as Mary Jane pulled on some clothes. She hadn’t defended Parker this time.