Anal.

“Ready for anal,” she said, and she smiled as he balked at her. “I think I’m stretched out enough.”

For the first time since she had started fucking him, Paige had found something worthy of distracting him once the television came on. Beer pinned to his lips, James paused and looked at her. Then, his wide-eyed shock gave way to a crooked, endearing grin. “You for fucking real right now? You’re really gonna let me jam it in your ass?”

Paige nodded. “If you want to,” she said. “I’ll be your wife soon, and I want you to have all of me.” She eyed his dick, stroking him with both hands and gathering the precum he was oozing. “That said, I think I need to get something from the bathroom before we start.”

James grunted and slurped his beer, finishing the bottle and leaving it on the floor. “Then go and fucking get it and stop talking about it. God damn.”

Paige giggled and hurried away, a skip in her step as she rushed down the stairs. She ducked into her private bathroom and found the lubricant she had bought to ease the insertion of the plugs and shook the contents to make sure there was plenty. Then, she returned to James in a hurry and found him grinning.

“Lube?”

Paige laughed again as she joined him on the couch. Her breasts jiggled with each movement she made, and James leered. “I’m stretched, James, but you’re huge. It’s good to be careful, don’t you think?”

James shrugged his big shoulders up and down. “You’re the one with the college degree.”

She winked. “And you’re the one who fucked me into a stupid slut.” She popped the lid open and then held him by the root with one hand while applying a liberal amount of lubricant. It ran down his shaft and pooled on her fingers as she stroked him to a shine. She thumbed the lid closed and tossed the lubricant away while standing. Bent over, she tugged her panties down with one hand and then stood after him, holding her waxed peach between two fingers to show it off as she stared down at his gleaming shaft. “Fuck! How in the world do you keep looking bigger each time I see you?”

James laughed and smacked her across the tits. They swung in front of him while she held his dick up. “Maybe I’m just excited to break your ass in.”

Stroking her hand down him with a groan, Paige held him by the root and purred. There was fear in her, and concern at how they might fit all of him, but there was excitement, too. “And trust me, handsome, I’m ready to be broken by you.” Still bent, she kissed him and let him kiss her back, and then still holding him, she turned and shook her plump bottom in his face. “Think you could help a slut out?”

James grinned and held her ass cheeks parted. Her plug was there, buried to the flattened root. James tugged it out carefully and went wide-eyed as the big thing slipped into view. He was larger than the plug, but it was still quite large, and if he were his former self, he would have felt self-conscious. He wondered how she might fit him but, seeing her willingness and the way his big cock was gleaming, felt certain she could manage.

Paige, meanwhile, was nearly drooling in her arousal as she panted, “It’s time, handsome.” She held him by the root again and stared down his length with growing want. “I hope you’re ready!”

Bringing his big hand around across her backside, he struck her bottom and watched the blow ripple through her, and then he barked, “Just fucking do it already! God damn!!”

Paige giggled and obeyed. Holding him, she mounted him, straddling him with her ass facing him and then guided him into her. She was used to taking him into her pussy and felt novel excitement as his crown kissed her puckered rear. Even with the lube, it was a tight fit. Paige had to work him slowly. She stretched around him and felt a pinch of discomfort as she took his crown. Grunting, she bounced on him.

Meanwhile, James held her by the hips and the ass. He watched himself disappear, felt her warm, wet rear gripping him tight. It seemed impossible to his simple mind that her body could stretch to accommodate even a single inch of him. He was a massive, tank of a man, and that he could fit into her pussy seemed a miracle to him. Her rear was an impossibility, and yet she fit him into her.

To his even greater surprise, the pinched expression of discomfort on her face faded the deeper he went. Soon, she was flexed around him, stroking her with slow, shallow movements as a small, lazy smile dictated her face. At half his length, she exploded in a wet spray of pleasure. She moaned as she took him, her breasts bouncing with the increasing **** of her movements.

When his balls came to rest against her, she sighed. Sitting back, she rested against him, cupped his cheek, and pulled him into a kiss. James held her around the midsection now, his hands roaming up her body to find and squeeze her breasts. Their tongues danced, and she moaned into him, coming again at his full length. She felt dizzy as they parted, and James released her breasts to hold her by the hips.

“You’re in there,” she groaned, shaking on him. “All of you.”

“Shit is tight,” James growled, swatting her ass hard.

Paige breathed a smile and flexed on him. “I’ll say it is.” Leaning forward, she braced against his knees and showed him how snug he was inside of her, and she moaned. “Fells good, though. So good with your big, meaty cock buried back there, James, baby! Fuck!! I’m glad I did this for you!”

She moved slowly on him, rising carefully and revealing a few fat inches of him before falling back down. Her ass jiggled on impact, and James tightened his grip on her hips as pleasure assaulted his senses. Paige was dizzy, but he was beyond himself. His fingers bruised her soft flesh, and Paige moaned in response. “Goddammit, James! You’re so fucking big!!”

Another bounce and Paige came a third time. This orgasm was long and shook her to the bones. She groaned, her body feeling heavy, and James began moving her, his strong arms lifting her and dragging her along his shaft. A delirious smile appeared on her face as a ribbon of drool left her mouth. “James,” she panted. “James! You’re so fucking good!”

James grunted behind her. Reaching forward, he took her by her auburn hair and pulled her head back while grunting. “You like it up the ass, Paige?”

Paige laughed breathlessly and then whined. “I like it up the ass,” she said, and then she whimpered as James drilled her. He moved her, and she moved with them, her body moving on instinct to please him. Their movements grew heavy and fast. Soon, she was riding him again in long strokes Her legs were tired, and her breasts bouncing and swinging, collecting the drool leaving her mouth. They were thoughtless together, their bodies moving on their own, fueled only by raw, animal pleasure.

She came again, this one hard and quivering. Her body went limp against him, and she fell back onto him, her sweaty back sticking to him on contact. James cupped her breasts again, crushing them in his hard hands while she screamed. “Shit’s so fucking tight,” he grunted, moving below her, fucking up into her with slow, shallow strokes. “Good thing you got them dildos, otherwise you woulda been all torn up.”

Paige smiled against him, kissing him sloppy on his cheek between giggles. “You’re still tearing me up,” she said, and her nose crinkled as James shoved her forward onto the carpet. She landed on week arms and collapsed with her ass up in the air, her knees perfectly spaced to support her. James fell into position behind her with a wheeze and, holding her by the hips, **** himself back into her deep a hard thrust. She came again, mouth parted against the carpet.

Standing over her, grunting, James grinned as he barreled into her. He as bloated and leaking, and it took all of his effort to keep from flooding her. Her ass was tight and plump, and watching the **** of his thrusts ripple through her supple skin was a pleasure in itself. Having reduced Paige to a drooling, crooned mess on the carpet, however, was the greatest pleasure he had ever known, comparable only to the future acquisition of her daughter. Paige had hated him when they first met, and now she was milking him into her bowels.

“From now on,” he wheezed. “I fuck your ass whenever I want, for as long as I want.”

Face in the carpet, tongue out, Paige nodded in a pool of her own saliva. “Yes, James! Use me! I’m yours! My body is yours! My money is yours! My house is yours! Take it! Take all of me!!”

Drawn by the sound of her screams, Oliver, Paige’s son, had left his room and wandered down the hall. He appeared around the corner, a slight figure partially obscured by shadows. Paige couldn’t see him, but James caught sight of him and sneered. Oliver froze in the hall, wide-eyed as he watched James crouched over his mother, fucking her with tidal ****, unconcerned for her comfort, thinking only of his own pleasure.

James reached forward and took Paige by the hair. He fucked her harder, really drilling into her with his full weight. She wheezed behind him, the air **** from her by each slow, hard thrust. He was destroying her and rebuilding her, degrading her and using her in a way which no other man could ever say they could. Only James had this right, and as he took it, he stared her son in the eyes.

Oliver stared back, captivated by his mother’s degradation. Normally, she was beautiful, but James’ **** of her possessed its own intoxicating beauty. Paige’s eyes rolled back, and her jiggle bounced and quaked with each of his thrusts. James was such a big man. His belly jiggled, too, and Oliver wondered how his mother’s body could support his full weight falling into her. Judging by her moans, she must have loved it.

The beauty of them together stunned him and, staring into James’ eyes, Oliver came. He soiled himself as James soiled his mother. James bellowed, a big man shaking, and then held himself inside of Paige as she moaned. Paige responded immediately, her eyes wide-open as a manic, animal smile seized her face. She howled like a beast as she clawed at the carpet, and she screamed. “Fuck! Fuck!! You’re flooding me, James! It’s so hot! Your cum is so thick and so hot!!”

She mewled as juices gushed down her thighs and wetted the carpet beneath her. Hips up, face down, as against him, she whined as James’ seed stretched her like his dick did. He poured an ungodly amount of semen into her and then, withdrawing with a wet pop, rested his massive dick across her plump, red backside. Oliver saw it and gasped.

Moving slowly, Paige turned to face James. She stared at his spent cock, semen dribbling from it as it had gathered in her bowels. Crawling to him with semen dribbling from her asshole, she caught James in her mouth and took to sucking him. Oliver stared at her parted butt cheeks, and stretched butthole, and at all of the thick semen gushing from it.

James watched Oliver for a moment longer and then, grinning, stared down at Paige. He rested his cock across her face and moved her to feed on his balls, and as he did he spoke to her in a slow, firm, rumbling voice left raw by exertion. “You’re my woman now,” he rasped.

Lips fixed around him, Paige purred.

“And this is my house,” he said, fixing his gaze on Oliver again. Oliver’s legs had collapsed while watching them. His shorts were wet in the front and his eyes wide as he watched his mother submit. He heard Paige mewl and smeared his spent cock across her face. She stared up at him in awe.

“Put it all in my name,” he said, returning his attention to her.

Paige, allow to slurp off of him, smiled with his dick against her face. She could smell herself on him, and though she didn’t enjoy the scent, she enjoyed the knowledge of how it got there. “Of course, James.”

“Not just your house,” he said. “Your bank account. Your car. Everything.”

She licked him, and she purred. “All of it.”

“You’re not a mother anymore,” he said.

Paige whispered, licking him. “No. Now, I’m just your slut.”

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