Kristie takes Chet's size

Chet’s voice sounded like it came with a smile of approval. “That’s my girl.” Then she felt him draw back, barely an inch, and immediately ease forward again. Being stretched so tight, it was like she could even feel the ridges of the veins running through his shaft as he fed himself back into her. Kristie’s mouth fell open in a silent gasp, with her eyes squeezed shut.

“Holy fuck, it’s so deep,” she whimpered, digging her fingers into the sheets.

Chet kept the pace agonizingly slow as he rotated between long and shallow pushes and pulls that never had him more than halfway out before forcing his way back in through her contracting walls. Each thrust nudged against her cervix, and her body worked to adjust to the new sensation. Taking deep breaths, Kristie created through the little whimpers escaping her with every push.

Erin, who was still right at Kristie’s side, reached down and intertwined their fingers together. She could feel the tremor in Kristie’s hand, and the way her whole body tensed and released in waves. “You look amazing, Kris,” she murmured, squeezing her hand. “Is it everything you were expecting?”

Kristie could only nod, and if felt like minutes stretched by. The room was filled only with Kristie’s soft gasps and the wet sounds of Chet moving inside her. It felt like it took forever, but slowly, the tension in Kristie’s shoulders started to give. Feeling a bit more sure, her hips started to rock back on their own, actively chasing the fullness instead of simply bracing against it.

“More,” she finally managed. “I’m ready for you to go faster… give me more.”

Chet’s hands tightened on her hips so that his fingers dug into the bone a little. He pulled back, no longer stopping half way, to the point he was almost all the way out, then pushed in to the hilt again with one smooth stroke. Kristie’s back arched up like a cat, and a low moan came out that even she wasn’t sure if it was from pleasure or not.

“Yes… like that,” she panted. “God, it’s crazy how it feels.”

He started to set a rhythm, keeping it controlled, going as deep as he could with each thrust. As she pushed back more, he pressed forward harder. It wasn’t long before each drive rocked her forward on her hands and knees, causing her tits to sway heavily beneath her. Erin moved to a better position, sliding one hand under Kristie to hold one of the swinging breasts, and felt the hard nipple pushing into her hand. Kristie cried out softly at the added touch, pushing back a little more to meet Chet’s next stroke.

Erin’s other hand slipped between Kristie’s thighs from the front so she could find her friend’s swollen clit. Once she had it between the tips of her fingers, she began stroking it, alternating between circles, and side to side. She attempted to match Chet’s pace. Kristie’s moans grew louder, turning into broken grunts, and her arms started to shake.

“Oh god, I’m getting there,” she gasped, dropping her head between her shoulders. “Fuck… it’s so much… Fuck me.”

Chet leaned over her back, reaching forward to grip the back of her neck with one of his large hands, using it to pull her back against him harder as he plunged into her. “You feel that?” he growled. “That’s the entire thing. Every thick inch is stretching this perfect little pussy.”

Kristie shuddered hard when his words caused her walls to flutter around him. Seeing Kristie’s excitement, Erin’s fingers sped up on her clit, pressing against it a little harder as her hand sped up.

“Jesus, I’m close… I’m so close,” she whimpered, and her voice was pitched far higher than normal. “Please-”

Chet slammed in several more times before grinding deep on one of the strokes. Erin pinched her clit lightly at the same moment.

It was enough to push Kristie over the edge.

A raw, **** cry tore out of Kristie as her orgasm ripped through her whole body. Her pussy clamped down hard, squeezing rhythmically around Chet’s thick, invading cock as if it were trying to milk him as she came. Feeling her reach her orgasm, Chet flooded her with his own. Grunting, he fully buried himself to the hilt one last time. Firing one hot spurt after another, he flooded her with thick ropes of cum, painting her walls and filling her completely until she felt warm and overflowing inside.

“Fuck yeah, take it all,” he growled, grinding against her through his release.

Kristie sobbed into the pillow of feeling his cum spray directly against her cervix. The sensation of being so full and taking his seed so deep, pushed her orgasm even higher. Her pussy continued to contract helplessly, gushing around him to the point she soaked his thighs and was dripping in heavy rivulets onto the sheets below them.

Overwhelmed, her arms finally gave out completely. She collapsed forward onto her elbows, keeping ass high in the air, and trembling violently as wave after wave crashed through her. Erin kept stroking her clit relentlessly, never giving it a second of respite, and drawing out every last aftershock until Kristie’s hips jerked and she let out a broken sob from being overly sensitive.

Only then did Chet begin to ease out of her. He pulled back quickly, extracting each inch, and the wet sound seemed embarrassingly loud in the now quiet room to Kristie. She winced at the sudden stings of being so stretched, and the exaggerated feeling of the sudden emptiness. A rush of their mixed fluids followed his withdrawal and trickled down her thighs. Chet wasn’t finished yet though, and with another grunt, he stroked himself, aiming the last few thick ribbons across her ass. Warm stripes landed over her twin orbs and lower back, marking her skin with his pearly white cum.

With a couple of smacks of his heavy cock against her ass as if signaling he was finished, Kristie collapsed fully onto her side. With no energy left, her chest heaved as she tried to pull herself together. Chet’s fingers gently spread her cheeks, checking her with a satisfied hum before a soft snap sent that pink ripple over her skin. Any burning sting she had from being skewered by him vanished instantly, leaving only a pleasant, thoroughly-used contentment.

Erin curled up beside her immediately, brushing her hand over Kristie’s hair pressing soft kisses to her nose and cheeks. “So… You’re insane and amazing, but how was it?” she whispered, full of awe. “What did it feel like?”

Kristie let out a weak laugh, looking at her with glassy eyes, and reached for her hand and squeezed it. “That was… I can’t even… worth every second of that burn,” she croaked. “Like, it was… good. Really fucking good. Like nothing else. But holy shit, Erin… that’s not something I could handle every time I have sex. Once in a while? Absolutely. And I mean the rare while. But, every day?” She shook her head against the pillow, grinning shakily. “I’d never walk straight again.”

Chet settled in on her other side, wiping his hand clean on the sheet before draping a heavy arm over both girls. “Sure, but for tonight, I told you I’d take care of you,” he gloated, and kissed Kristie’s shoulder. “And whenever you want round two, or ten, you just say the word. Because as far as I’m concerned, that shit felt amazing.”

Kristie huffed another laugh, turning her face into Erin’s neck. “Give me at least a week. Er- probably at least two.”

Erin giggled softly, nuzzling her back. “Well, I think you were incredible.” She glanced down at the mess cooling on Kristie’s skin, reaching out a hand to run through it, and spreading the slippery mess around on Kristie’s butt until nearly the entire thing was shiny. Deciding she was done playing with it, Erin looked back up at Chet with a playful smirk. “Though someone’s gonna need that magic cleanup trick again soon.”

Chet’s grin was pure satisfaction. With another quick snap, the warm neon ripple washed over them all. Every trace of cum, sweat, and pussy cream vanished, leaving their skin clean and the sheets fresh.

Kristie sighed in relief, snuggling in a bit more between them. “God, that might just be the most amazing trick in the world.” She yawned, feeling thoroughly exhausted. “Wake me up when it’s Erin’s turn to have her stuff destroyed.”

Erin’s eyes went comically wide. “Nope. Not happening. We are not-”

Kristie’s teasing laugh cut her off. “I’m kidding. Mostly.” She pulled Erin closer, kissing her forehead.

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