James is.

Dragging her by her hair, James pins Kendall’s face to his crotch and holds her there. His dense manhood is warm against her cheek, even through his jeans, and soothes some of the ache left by his rough hands. She can smell him, too, his powerful, musky scent familiar but uncharacteristically pungent. It leaves her dizzier still and, holding him by his meaty thighs, she breathes deeply of him on instinct.

“You’re about to see who the real cuck is!” With one hand holding her in place, James uses his other hand to undo his jeans. The button comes open, and the zipper seems to glide open in slow motion. His stench grows stronger, burning her nostrils and filling her with fire. Then, opening his fly, James pins her to his briefs and holds her to his blazing hot cock. Inside, she can feel his thick pubic hair and, nestled among it, an impossibly large manhood.

“James!”

Taking her by the hand, James guides her into his underwear to feel him. Her fingers find him, and his heat and girth **** the air from her lungs. Only months before, James had been modestly endowed at best, but there is nothing modest about what her fingers find. She takes hold of him, marveling, stammering, and pulls him out, and his long, fat shaft comes into view to tower over her like a god. She stares up his enormous shaft breathlessly, words caught in her throat. After breathing him in and holding him by the root, all she can say is, “Holy shit.”

James is massive. Limp, she imagines he would be larger than Jackson’s best day. Fully erect, he appears to be nearly a foot in length and easily thicker than any man Kendall has ever been with. Her fingers do not even meet around him, he is so fat, and lowering his briefs, she steals a peek at his testicles which are ridiculously hairy and of matching proportions. She releases the band of his briefs and lets it snap back to the base of his enormous cock. “James, when--where--how--You weren’t like this when we were dating.”

James grins. “Things change, slut.” Holding her by the hair, he pins her to his dick and rubs her along his length. Kendall is struck by how hard and warm he is and also by how strong his scent has become. She has smelled him before, tasted him before, and while it is familiar, it has never been so strong. She loves it. “So, what do you think, Kendall? Cuck got a dick like this? He even half my size?” James buries her back into his pubic hair to let her breathe him in while he speaks. When she moans, however, he lifts her to smack her gently back into reality. “Answer me, cunt!”

“No,” she whines, breathing him in. He returns her to his pubic hair, and Kendall pants into him. Lips open, she tastes him, his flavor combining with his powerful scent. Kendall doesn’t drink, not after what it did to her mother, but she imagines that this is how being drunk feels. She is loose and dizzy, and losing her inhibitions, she moans and holds him tight, afraid to let him go. “No, James, the cuck’s penis isn’t anything like yours!”

James chuckles and releases her, watching her salivate on his pubic root and staring in awe as she breathes him in of her own desire. “Yeah? He bigger?”

Kendall snorts a laugh before sitting up. Holding him now in both hands, she stares fixedly at his shaft. Her eyes sparkle with delight, and a subtle grin lingers on her face. Like a child with candy, she just can’t stop smiling. “No, James. No, no, you’re much, much bigger than he is.” Holding him, she strokes him once, enjoying the way his rigid warmth fills her palms. “You’re so much bigger.”

Still holding her by the hair, James grins and drags Kendall around. Wherever he moves her, she holds his dick and keeps her eyes fixed on it. It was like she was entranced by him. Throbbing and pulsing, aroused by the power he has over her, James releases her hair and shoves one of his big thumbs into her mouth. In response, Kendall fastens her lips around his finger and sucks him dutifully. Only then does she turn her lust-glazed eyes on his. “You like my big dick, Kendall?”

Kendall responds with a purr as she strokes him. Her movements are full and vigorous, involving her whole body as she slurps his thumb. In two years together, James never seen or made Kendall this horny. She would stroke him occasionally, but only to get him hard, only to get him into her, and even then it was half-interested and with a grimace. This has no grimace, nor any lack of interest. Kendall is fully committed, and she shows it with every movement of her body.

James throbs in her hand as precum gathers at his crown. Spying this, Kendall swipes her thumb over his urethra on her upstroke, smearing his precum along his crown and then carrying it down his shaft. More takes its place, and with continued effort, Kendall manages to work his long, fat shaft to a subtle gleam.

Watching, James laughs. “Would you fuckin’ look at you!” Thumb still in her mouth, James lifts himself out of her grasp and smacks her across the face with his sticky cock. Kendall gasps around him and holds him by the root, allowing him control over his fat shaft but still enjoying the way he feels in her hands. Even with two hands around him, he appears both fat and long, and as he moves his balls sway against her wrists, enormous. Staring down at her enamored lust, her cheek sticky with his precum as she holds his jutting shaft in both hands, he grins. “Should’ve fuckin’ know you was a size queen slut hungry for a big dick.” James rubs his dick along her face now, smearing precum wherever it goes. Kendall indulges him, sucking his thumb and tilting her head, granting him access to her as she whines in pleasure.

Her mind is blank save for the pleasure and the lust. She can hardly think around him, hardly breathe around him, his scent is so pungent now. It sticks to her skin in his precum and it fills her mouth with his thumb. Unbecoming thoughts bounce and echo in her brain. They fill her up and leave her wasted. Her pussy is a hot, wet mess, and all of it because James cock-smacked her. She gasps, and she whines, and she mutters around his finger. “Oh, James, you’re so fucking big!”

Now standing, James swats her with his cock again, this time right across the forehead. Kendall stares at it wide-eyed like she is seeing the face of God. “Damn right I am,” he says, and he steps clumsily from his pants before removing his thumb from her mouth. Seizing her by the hair, he growls. “And I need to fucking nut!”

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