Returning the Favor

Jessica was still trembling in Daren’s arms, her pussy twitching with aftershocks and leaking down her thighs, when he finally pulled his soaked fingers from her cunt. He brought them up to her lips.

“Clean them,” he ordered quietly.

She obeyed without thinking, sucking his fingers into her mouth with a needy moan. The taste of her own juices only made her clit throb harder.

Daren watched her with dark satisfaction. “Good girl. Now get on your knees.”

Jessica sank down instantly, the soft floor cushioning her as she knelt in front of him. Her hands shook with lust as she tugged down his tight uniform shorts. His cock sprang free — thick, heavy, and rock hard. Easily eight inches, with a fat, flushed head. Her mouth watered at the sight.

God, I never used to get this excited about sucking dick, she thought, her mature mind still trying to keep some perspective. But this body… fuck, this body wants it.

She leaned forward eagerly and took him into her mouth. The moment the thick head pushed past her lips, that same strange, addictive pleasure she’d felt with the dildo earlier flooded through her. Her plump lips stretched around his girth as she bobbed her head, taking more of him with wet, hungry sounds.

Daren groaned and tangled his fingers in her hair. “That’s it. Deeper.”

He didn’t wait for her to adjust. He pushed forward, forcing more of his cock into her mouth until it bumped against the entrance to her throat. Jessica’s eyes watered, but instead of discomfort, a hot spike of pleasure shot straight down to her pussy. She moaned loudly around his shaft, the vibration making him growl.

Why does this feel so fucking good? she thought desperately. It shouldn’t feel this good to have my throat stuffed…

Daren started thrusting, slowly at first, then faster. He held her head in place with both hands and pushed deeper. The fat head of his cock popped into her throat, stretching her brutally. Jessica’s eyes rolled back. The rougher he got — the more he used her face like a toy — the more her body responded. Her clit pulsed in time with every thrust. Her pussy clenched around nothing, dripping steadily onto the floor.

He’s facefucking me like a cheap whore… and I’m going to cum from it, she realized with a mix of shame and delirious arousal. This body is broken. It loves this.

Daren’s grip tightened painfully in her hair as he picked up speed. He was fully selfish now, hips snapping forward, burying his entire cock down her tight throat with every thrust. Wet gluck-gluck-gluck sounds filled the cabana as drool ran down her chin and dripped onto her bouncing tits. He groaned in pleasure, using her mouth relentlessly.

Tears streamed down Jessica’s cheeks, but they weren’t from pain. The overwhelming fullness in her throat, the way her neck bulged visibly with every deep thrust, the complete loss of control — it was pushing her toward the edge again.

Daren’s breathing grew ragged. “Fuck, that throat is perfect… Take it all, you greedy little slut—”

He slammed deep one final time and held her there, nose pressed against his pelvis as he came hard. Thick ropes of hot cum flooded straight down her throat. Jessica’s eyes widened, then rolled back completely.

The sensation of being used so brutally, of her throat convulsing around his pulsing cock while he emptied his balls into her, triggered something deep inside her engineered body.

She came.

Hard.

Her pussy spasmed violently even though nothing was touching it. A fresh gush of her juices squirted onto the floor between her spread knees as powerful orgasmic waves crashed through her. She moaned and gurgled around his cock, the vibrations milking every last drop from him while her whole body shook with shameful, throat-induced pleasure.

Daren held her down for several long seconds, savoring the feeling, before finally pulling out with a wet pop. Jessica gasped for air, coughing and drooling cum and spit down her chin and onto her heaving breasts. She looked utterly ruined — mascara running, lips swollen, eyes glassy with lust.

And yet she was already aching for more.

Daren stroked her hair almost gently, smirking down at her. “Four orgasms from my fingers… and now one just from getting your throat fucked. That Pleasure Unlimited package really is something else.”

Jessica could only whimper softly in response, her mind spinning.

Jessica stayed on her knees for a long moment, gasping and coughing, cum and spit dripping from her chin onto her heaving breasts. The orgasm that had ripped through her just from having her throat brutally fucked was… terrifying.

What the actual fuck? her mature mind thought, suddenly cutting through the post-orgasm haze like cold water. I just came from being facefucked. No touching my pussy at all. That’s not normal. That’s not me.

The clarity hit hard. She was still trembling, her pussy still twitching, but for the first time since waking up in this body, a real thread of fear wove through the lust.

Daren watched her carefully. His expression softened as he read the shift in her eyes. He tucked himself back into his shorts and crouched down, gently cupping her cheek with surprising tenderness.

“Hey… you okay, Blush girl?” he asked, voice low and calm. “That was intense. You went pretty deep, pretty fast.”

Jessica nodded shakily, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. “I… yeah. I think I need a minute. Or maybe more than a minute.”

Daren smiled, not mocking, but understanding. “Happens to a lot of first-timers with the Pleasure Unlimited package. The body can get ahead of the mind. Come on — I’ll walk you back to your suite.”

He helped her to her feet, straightened her tiny bikini as best he could, and kept a supportive arm around her waist as they left the private cabana. The walk back through the Lagoon Lounge felt surreal. The same scenes that had made her dripping wet earlier now made her feel slightly overwhelmed and exposed. Daren kept the conversation light, but his hand stayed respectfully on her lower back the entire way.

When they reached her door, he gave her a soft kiss on the forehead.

“Take your time processing,” he said. “No rush. This place will still be here when you’re ready. Rest up, gorgeous.”

Then he left.

Jessica stepped inside her suite and let out a long, shaky breath. She headed straight for the luxurious shower.

The hot water felt good, but it didn’t calm her down the way she hoped. Even after everything Daren had done to her, her new body was still hungry. Her nipples stayed stiff under the spray. Her clit throbbed insistently. As she soaped her full breasts, the familiar electric pleasure sparked again.

“Damn it…” she whispered.

One hand drifted between her legs almost on its own. She rubbed her swollen clit in quick, **** circles, leaning against the marble wall. It only took a couple of minutes before another orgasm rolled through her — weaker than the ones with Daren, but still embarrassingly intense. She bit her lip to stifle a moan as her legs shook.

Afterwards, she dried off, slipped into a soft robe the resort provided, and collapsed onto the huge bed.

Lying there in the quiet of her suite, Jessica stared at the ceiling, mind racing.

This body is dangerous.

The thought kept repeating. Cumming from a toy in her throat was one thing. Cumming from being brutally facefucked like a cheap whore was something else entirely. The Pleasure Unlimited package wasn’t just making her sensitive — it was rewiring what her body considered pleasurable. And she had six more days of this.

Part of her wanted to message the front desk and ask about cutting her vacation short. Go back to her real, safe, tired 42-year-old body.

But another part — a darker, quieter part — was already wondering what would happen if she went back to the Lagoon Lounge tomorrow. Or tried something even riskier.

She pulled the covers over herself, exhausted but still faintly throbbing between her legs.

Sleep came slowly.