Ken forces Jesse, but she likes it

Ken had secretly lusted after your girlfriend for a long time. Ever since you brought her home that first time, she awakened something in him. Jesse was small but she had giant tits, and a thick, firm ass from taking care of her body. She was everything Carli was not. Jesse was an independent businesswoman. Carli was a receptionist at a salon.

As Ken ran his hands over your girlfriend, he couldn't help but smirk devilishly as his bulge strained against his briefs.

Ken moved a metal plate attached to the massage table. It clicked and locked the back of Jesse's head in place. She would not be able to get up.

"Ken," Jesse's breaths got short, panicking, "What the fuck are you doing?"

Ken took his right pointer and traced the edge of where Jesse's yoga pants met her skin. He hooked his finger underneath and slowly dragged them down. Her thong exposed to him.

"It's just not fair," her pants were around her ankles, "How does John get a hot piece of ass like you?" He cupped her pussy from the back.

Jesse squirmed and writhed at Ken's muscular touch. She could feel the heat from his palm as it grazed and bumped against her asshole as he fumbled with her clit. Her pussy gushed and her arms flailed out in an attempt to stop him... no luck when she couldn't even lift her head.

"John can't handle a girl like you..."

"Ken please think about what you're doing. Please stop. I love John. You love Carli," She was trying to convince herself as much as him, "Just think this through. And stop."

Ken removed his hand and bent forward, his face between her milky thighs, breathing his hot breath on her exposed holes.

"Oh but I have thought this through." Ken dived, sandwiching his face between Jesse's ass cheeks. He licked her skin before making his way to her puckered sweaty asshole.

Electricity shot through Jesse's body as his tongue lapped at her asshole. She had never felt anything like it in her life. His tongue stayed and wiggled against her hole, adding pressure. He was trying to tonguefuck her ass! Not able to fight the pleasure any longer, she left out a heavy moan. Her legs joined her hands in flailing now.

Ken stopped her legs instantly with his strong arms, pinning them.

"I can tell you like it. Listen to you."

"No. I -- I don't -- Ken stop... stop..." Jesse heaved in between feigned pleas. In her head, she was loving every second. But her conscience would never allow her to not resist.

Ken stood up and she could hear him disrobing. Her dripping wet holes were now exposed to the air, making them extra sensitive. He was now fully naked, his meaty veiny cock complimenting his ripped, toned body.

"This will be easier on both of us if you don't pretend to resist."

She knew what was coming next. Everything she wanted. So naturally, she continued resisting.

"Please, Ken. Please, no. I'll do anything else. John is the only man I've been with. I love him. Please. Please don't do this to me."

Ken gripped her ankles, squeezing them almost painfully, prying them apart. He knelt on the table, rubbing the head of his cock against her slit, lubing himself with her juices.

"You will cum when I take you."

His words were so firm and demanding. Ken thrust forward, impaling Jesse against him. He went balls deep on the first thrust and held himself against her.

Jesse yelped and did as she was told. She brought a hand around to her mouth to attempt to stifle her orgasm but her body told the story. Her pussy and thighs twitched against Ken's shaft, leaving a clear ring of her cum on him.

Ken pulled his cock out halfway and saw a bit of blood mixed in with her cum.

"Good girl. And it looks like you bled. Guess you're not used to a man of my size, my power. From now on, you will tell people I took your virginity. Not John. He apparently didn't make you bleed properly. I did. So you belong to me."

He began sawing himself gently inside her, letting them both get used to the feel. Jesse continued to hold her ground, both hands covering her mouth. She was only thankful he couldn't see her face.

"Some couples have matching personalities. And that's great. They get along well. They don't fight. But their bodies don't match. For whatever reason, they have difficulty making each other cum. One is powerful and the other isn't."

Ken quickened his thrusts, making them longer and deeper. He could make out a few stifled, muffled yelps he was forcing out of her.

"But when two people find they have matching parts? No one should stand in the way of that. You know how I look - I'm a fitness instructor. Tight body. You know my cock is bigger now. And you?"

Ken smacked Jesse's asscheeks and rubbed his fingers along the edges of her pussy lips as he continued to saw.

"Thick ass! Plump pussy! Our parts belong together," Ken was now full on fucking Jesse as her body bucked against his powerful thrusts, her ass clapping back against him from the ****, "Now I know you're pretending to resist because you're a good person. If you truly don't want this, just stay silent and let me finish. But if you do want this, I won't make you betray John. All I ask is that you tell me one thing -

Tell me to cum. That's all. You don't even need to get fancy with it. Just the one word. Then I'll know you know our parts match."

Jesse's mind was nearly blank from the relentless pounding Ken had gifted her. You had never fucked her like this. You couldn't. Your body wasn't built for it. And that cock! It's curved veins were hitting her g spot with each thrust as her clit was grinded into the massage table. Her sanity was holding on, but was slipping quickly... becoming dick drunk... an orgasm on the edge... the biggest she'd ever have... all she has to do is give in... and nobody would need to tell John...

She let her mind go blank.

Removing her hands from her mouth, she reached back and spread her asscheeks, letting Ken slam deeper with each thrust.

"Cum inside me, Ken!" Jesse screamed, "Holy fuck! Holy fuck! You fuck me so good! Keep fucking me! I'm about to cum all over your fucking cock!!!!"

Her last scream got higher and higher in pitch as Ken grunted and erupted inside her pussy, coating her womb and cervix in his juices. Jesse had a consecutive orgasm from feeling the twitching of his cock.

They lay in their afterglow for a moment, panting from the biggest orgasm both of them had ever had.

Ken removed the head strap and laid on top of Jesse'a body, cooing into her ear.

"Matching parts."

Jesse giggled. If once she cared about betraying you, that ended with the orgasm Ken just gave her.

"Don't wash. Keep me with you. When Carli and John get home tonight, they should be given a chance to understand their place. Let's give them a taste of matching parts."