How did Dylan use her?
Dylan used her mouth.
Choking from the start, she stared him in the eyes as tears ran down her cheeks and joined the saliva gathering there. He grew between her lips and in her throat, forcing her to make do with less and less oxygen on each forward stroke. Daisy allowed it, her hands on her knees, staring up at him as she knew he wanted. Familiar with sex, even rough sex, Daisy had been active from an early age and had been willing, too.
Daisy’s first major boyfriend, who impregnate her in high school, was well-endowed. He measured about nine inches, if she remembered correctly, and fucked her hard and rough right up until a child was planted in her. After that, he dropped her, leaving her alone with a daughter as she struggled to build her own life without the big dick she had grown accustomed to.
William, her husband, was a better man with considerably less to be proud of. They married and had two more children, one of which was Summer, who dated Dylan only a few years before. William even adopted her Daisy’s first daughter and was able to convince Daisy that maybe size wasn’t everything. She had a happy life with William though not without drama. They sometimes fought, he nearly died, but they stayed together, and Daisy was convinced of the value and truth of their love.
Then she saw Dylan’s dick, and everything went sideways. Now forced to throat the biggest dick of her life, Daisy found herself questioning everything she knew. She found herself in his hands, staring up at him with glossy, wanting eyes, choking on him in pure, animal want. It had been some time, but the pleasure came back to her as she remembered the bestial joy of being used by a well-endowed man. That Dylan was even larger than her ex only made it better. He was validation for all the times men had hurt and disappointed her, and though he was hurting her again in his own way, he did not disappoint. This pain was deserving, and Dylan deserved to give it to her. His thick shaft stretching her throat was a reward to her, and it was his right to give it.
Holding her head steady, Dylan fucked her with slow, deep strokes. Daisy gurgled and choked around him, saliva running down her chin. She didn’t fight him. Instead, she stared him in the eyes and held him by the waist, and she did that only to keep herself steady, to support herself so that she could keep her mouth and throat open for his use. There were tears in her eyes, but neither of them could tell if they were tears of joy or pain.
Dylan, holding her head in place, smiled. “There we go. Now you’re getting it. Letting a real man fuck your face!” He gave a brutal thrust forward, choking Daisy for a moment, before he returned to his rhythm. She had already learned to breathe around him and, by his reasoning, was determined to last to the end. “Fuck! You’re just like Summer, aren’t you? Pretending to be scared of a big dick but secretly wanting it. When she let me, it was cause she saw how big I was. We dated for months, and she didn’t so much as give me a hand job. Then, she fucked Caleb and suddenly wanted me back until that God damned gorilla knocked my skull in from behind.”
Daisy gurgled around him, saliva gathering and running from her chin. She had tears in her eyes as she stared up at him, but she was enthralled. Years ago, decades ago, her husband had cheated on her after a misunderstanding. He had believed her to have cheat on him first and had been led astray. Daisy thought she had moved on, but now she used that infidelity as an excuse to justify her own arousal and submission in the moment.
Dylan thickened in her throat. “But he ain’t here to stop me now, is he? Nope. And neither is your limp dick husband.” Giving another deep thrust, Dylan held himself inside of Daisy’s throat. As she choked on him, he reached down to palm one of her enormous breasts and whistled at their weight. “Fuck! I forgot how fat your fucking tits are. Can’t believe your pussy of a husband ever cheated on you.” Returning to fucking her, he added, “Don’t worry. I’ll put you to good use and make you forget all about him.”
His thrusts became slow and deliberate then. Daisy could feel him quickening and could taste the precum he left across her tongue.
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