All the way

Emily was surprised that Tom had cum so quickly without getting to see any more of her body, and without her even touching him. It was lucky he had though, as Bill’s cum had started dripping out of her pussy. She couldn’t believe it was still coming out after she’d spent almost half an hour trying to clean herself up in the shower at Bill’s house.

She hadn’t meant to let Bill cum inside her, hadn’t even meant to let him get his cock into her pussy, but when he said that was the price of going along with her plan she’d given in pretty easily. She’d told him only on the condition that he didn’t cum inside her, that seemed to be taking it a step too far, even if she was on birth control. She’d reminded him again when he’d pulled the truck up off the side of the old track up to the lookout. He’d grunted his affirmation and then bent her over the back of the tray and jammed his cock straight into her. Emily had let out a loud, satisfied moan as she felt him bottoming out in her pussy.

She realised how much she’d missed the feeling of his cock stretching her out. After so long without it, her pussy squeezing contentedly around his thick shaft.

Bill kept working in and out of her, slowly speeding up, seemingly trying to jam as much of his cock up against the back of Emily’s pussy with every thrust. Soon Emily was screaming and moaning uncontrollably as she came, her pussy clenching around his cock, further increasing the exhilarating pressure of his massive appendage in her tiny pussy.

After ten minutes or so, and several orgasms from Emily, Bill pulled most the way out, just keeping the head of his cock in, and turned Emily over onto her back. He savagely thrust back into her, watching her eyes roll back in her head briefly as she shook in a mini orgasm. When she’d stopped quivering she looked down and watched in amazement at the size of the tool working in and out of her tight cunt, and at the several inches still not inside her. Her lips were being dragged in and out with each thrust, stretched tight around the girthy shaft.

Bill leaned in and she hungrily took his tongue into her mouth, basically drinking down the saliva she had come to miss. Bill slid her further into the back of the ute and clambered in on top of her, his cock still never leaving her. He started kissing her again and slowly lowered his weight onto her. Emily moaned around Bill’s tongue as she felt herself become pinned under his immense frame, unable to move as he thrust with all his weight into her pussy. She wrapped her legs around as much of his waist as she could and squeezed him as she came yet again.

After grinding his hips down into Emily through several of her orgasms, Bill rolled over, breathing heavily from his effort. Emily took a moment to gather her senses as she sat astride his body, his massive cock still buried half way inside her abused cunt. After catching her breath, she slowly started to move up and down on top of him, enjoying the stretching feeling as she felt his cock part her depths of her pussy with every downward thrust. Soon she couldn’t help but increase the intensity, dropping herself down harder and harder, loving the feeling of his steel-like rod battering her aching pussy.

At the bottom of every stroke she started grinding down harder onto his cock, rotating and rolling her hips, trying to **** more inside her, intoxicated by the heady mix of pleasure and pain. Bill reached up and grabbed her nipple. He began pulling her down at the bottom of each thrust, encouraging her lustful actions. He was grunting and moaning as well now, obviously enjoying the way her movements worked his cock. She could tell he was about to cum, that thought setting off her own orgasm as she imagined him cumming inside her pussy, the pussy her loving boyfriend hadn’t even gotten to touch yet. Her orgasm caused her legs to give out, and she dropped down onto Bill’s cock, her legs no longer able to hold her up. This just drove her to new orgasmic heights as his cock slammed into the depths of her pussy. She was now quivering and shaking on top of him, her pussy clenching around his cock.

“Oh yes, you’re about to make me cum, bitch! Better bet off me or I’m going to shoot it up that tight cunt of yours!”

Emily heard his words through the haze of her pleasure, and as they slowly registered in her endorphin soaked brain, she tried to push herself off him. Even in her current state she wanted to keep that one last part for Tom, but her orgasm was too strong, her legs too weak.

“Oh well, if. You. In-. Sist!” Bill said through gritted teeth, ramming up into her with each syllable, before yelling as he let loose deep inside her.

Emily could feel his cum powerfully spurting out deep inside her, feeling like it was stretching her out just a little more, having nowhere to go with Bill’s fat cock already taking up every millimetre of space in her pussy. He kept cumming, each spurt sending another wave of pleasure out from her spasming pussy. By the last few spurts, she could feel it being **** out of her pussy, dripping down the several inches of his cock still outside her pussy.

She rolled off him and collapsed onto the bed of the truck. Her pussy was still gaping open, white cum coating the walls. As it slowly closed up, a dribble of cum was **** out, dripping down her ass crack. She lay there for several minutes, her brain fully flooded with dopamine. Eventually Bill caught his breath and shuffled over. He dropped his now soft cock onto her face with a wet slap. Even unerect, it still covered the entire width of her face.

“Seeing as you couldn’t get off me in time and made me get cum all over my cock, I think you should be the one to clean me up.”

Emily ignored the fact that Bill had been asking to cum inside her the whole time, and began obediently lapping their combined juices off his cock. Soon he was getting hard again, and Emily found herself taking his cock into her mouth, forcing it deep into her throat.

“That’s a good little slut, you just love having my cock in your throat, don’t you?”

Emily could only moan her agreement, thinking about how humiliating her actions were only turning her on more. She **** herself further and further onto his cock, the sounds of gagging and moaning filling the air. After letting her do all the work for a while, Bill grabbed her head and began thrusting hard into her face. Every now and then he’d hold himself as deep in her throat as he could get, until he felt her throat spasming around his cock, her lungs **** for air. He’d pull out, praising her effort as thick lines of spit connected his cock to her gasping mouth, more spilling down her chin.

After getting praised, despite all the degrading words he used to describe her, for letting Bill ruin her face and throat, Emily felt her mind give in and want to accept anything he said. She felt that him starving her of oxygen had probably helped, but she felt a thrill go through her anyway. He turned her around and put her on all fours, ass presented. He rammed his cock straight in, and got straight to pounding into her with all his ****. Emily quickly began shoving herself back to meet his forceful thrusts, craving more of the intoxicating, electrifying pain as he bottomed out with each stroke. When he shoved a finger into her ass as he grasped her to pull her back harder she didn’t even protest, just moaning louder as Bill took one more part of her before Tom.

Bill used his other hand to spank her ass, quickly turning it red, and quickly bringing Emily to another orgasm. After Emily’s masterful blowjob, Bill was ready to cum again. He let Emily know, but she just kept meeting every thrust, groaning in pleasure.

“Did you hear me, cunt? I’m about to cum in your tight little pussy.”

Emily was remembering how good it had felt last time Bill’s enormous cock had pumped her full and her body didn’t want her to stop. Stopping when she hadn’t known how good it would feel was hard enough, but now she’d tasted the depraved pleasure, she couldn’t deny her body anymore.

“Do it! Just fucking do it! Cum in my slutty little pussy!”

Even Bill was a little surprised at the outburst, expecting at least some token resistance. He thought about pulling out and making her beg, getting her to promise him something in return, but he was too close to the edge. He pushed himself as hard as he could into her and let loose, Emily screaming and convulsing under him. ‘Oh well,’ he thought to himself, ‘I bet I’ll be able to get her to beg next time.’