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Bare With Me update
🕑 Added 2024-11-20 02:00:02 +0000 UTCLaura watched Peter grow as she stroked his cock. It pushed her fingers wider apart, thickening until she wondered how big he’d get, if she would still be able to hold him in her hand by the end of it. His prick surged until it was nine inches long, the fat shaft giving weight to his massive length.
Laura wondered if it was possible for her to be slutty with a cock that big. Surely, being turned on by it, wanting to have it, was only a natural response to such a giant.
“It’s so big!” she exclaimed.
“Too big?” Peter teased, but with some heft behind the words.
Laura pouted. “Who would say a thing like that?”
“Just a few people I’ve known. Maybe that’s why I’m still dating.”
Laura blew out air derisively at his sigh. “Cowards. I can take it. And I’ll heal. When you fuck me again, it’ll be like I’m a virgin again.”
Peter looked wary. “Won’t that hurt?”
“Do you know how hard most guys have to fuck me to make it hurt?” she leered. “Slap me if you don’t like how I’m pumping you. Anywhere you like. I can take a hit.”
I can do him one hell of a favor and he can do one for me in turn. Laura liked the idea. She wanted to give him a good time, to make up for all the horny frustration he must have, constantly sacrificing his time and energy instead of turning it on women like men were supposed to.
Fisting the thick root of his massive erection, she stuck out her tongue and ran it over the taut glans.
Peter gasped, shuddering. “God, Laura, that feels incredible!”
“How many women can swallow this dick?” Laura asked.
“Felicia. But she doesn’t like sucking it. She gets too caught up in how it would feel in her pussy to be able to really focus.”
“Poor guy,” Laura sighed. “Lie back and relax. I’ll give you what she should’ve.”
Peter moaned: “Laura, I should take you on more road trips!”
Laura didn’t know about that. She liked sucking cocks, but the place to do that was at a man’s feet, not leaning over because the legspace was crammed with pedals and fisted-up wrappers.
Peter reclined his chair back, submitting to her completely, and Laura took full advantage of having his cock all to herself. She ran her tongue over his big purple knob, leaving it shiny with her warm saliva. Big globs of precum ran from his tip; Laura’s mouth went dry at the sight.
“Oh yeah,” she rasped hungrily. “You’re going to give that to me, Peter. All of that cum…”
Mouth watering, she went for his dripping seed. The pointed tip of her tongue ran up his shaft; Laura quivered with excitement when it finally encountered the hot, salty cream. She lapped up one drop of it after another while Peter groaned exultantly. Obviously, it’d been far too long since anyone had paid homage to his endowment like it deserved.
Laura sought to make up for lost time. She swirled her hot tongue around his huge cockhead, lapping up the precum as fast as it flowed down his towering stalk. She could have gone on tantalizing her taste buds this way for hours, only the prospect of having her mouth absolutely filled with his seed was too much for Laura. She had to bring him off.
So she gave in to the screaming demands of her own lust, cleaning up every delicious droplet of his precum and then opening her lips as wide as she could. They only tightened a little after she slipped them over Peter’s cockhead. His prick filled her mouth, the girth almost too much for her.
“OHHH, shit! Yes!” Peter cried hoarsely.
Laura didn’t get very far down his length. Her lips were small and he was enormous. Mostly, Laura just managed to mouth his fat cockhead. She caved in her cheeks and started sucking—Peter’s hands banged against the roof of the van and Laura thought the vehicle rocked on its suspension a little.
“Unnhhh, fuck, Laura, yes!” he grunted. Obviously she was doing something right.
Peter wasn’t thinking about his problems or his regrets. He was only thinking about how good it was to have Laura turn her mouth into his personal masturbatory aid: sucking him off greedily, noisily, like her purpose in life was to solicit his cum. Peter was totally absorbed in allowing Laura to fulfill her appetite.
“Christ, yes, ohhh!” he panted. “That’s wonderful, baby, wonderful in your mouth… don’t stop…”
Laura sucked harder, making it clear she was enjoying herself. Delighting in his cock far too much to stop servicing it before she had her liquid reward. His big dick throbbed powerfully against every side of her mouth and more molten precum leaked out. Laura eagerly lapped it up, neither knowing nor caring that she was drooling all over his manhood.
She didn’t think she could ever get enough semen, no matter how much Peter came. As her hunger mounted, she sucked faster. She had no patience at all, but there was no other way to get Peter’s seed other than to suck and suck and suck.
She used both hands on his endowment, one above the other, circling them to work at all of the thick length that couldn’t fit into her mouth. And she sucked, her lust far beyond hunger for his cum or desire to please him or even sheer love of the obscene slurping cacophony she produced with her bobbing head and gurgling throat. It was like all she had to worry about was pleasing him and all she had to do to please him was to satisfy this yearning hunger inside her…
Peter slumped back as far as his lowered seat would allow, his eyes comfortably glazing over, his face relaxing into a lustful haze. He sighed in satisfaction, totally enjoying himself as Laura’s ministrations continued.
In fact, he lost himself in them, putting his hands on Laura’s head and helping her to bob up and down, until he was fucking in her throat with more of his cock than Laura thought she could possibly take. She felt like she was about to choke to death on that big prick.
She used one hand on his shaft, the other on his balls, trying to tamp down her rioting throat while he happily reamed her gullet. Laura knew she couldn’t stop. She had to finish him off; there was no other suitable way to save herself.
She sucked madly, gagging and sputtering, which only seemed to add to Peter’s crazed arousal. His eyes rolled up in his head, then closed tightly.
“Here it comes!” he warned.
“MMMMHHMMM!” Laura moaned.
He felt like he was fisting her throat, forcing his entire length into it, before she finally got his cum blessedly pouring into her chafing gullet. Her cheeks bulged with the enormous load. It was like Peter was a dream come true, giving her not just his addictive cock, but enough of it to satisfy even her skyrocketing appetite.
“UNNNHHH! GOD! LAURA! FUUUCK!” Peter roared.
It was a good thing they were so far from civilization, because Peter bellowed like a rutting bull with every ejaculation he forced down Laura’s gulping throat. He was coming harder than any guy Laura had gotten off before. It seemed like an eternity before he finally dropped back, releasing Laura’s frazzled hair, and letting out the breath that’d been stopped up inside him.
But Laura didn’t let go of his prick. She wasn’t done with it yet. She just kept on milking it as he tried to draw in enough breath for his aching lungs.
Not that Peter had any objections. He smiled dreamily until his member began hardening against Laura’s tongue. Then his face contorted into a horny grimace. He looked down at Laura in disbelief as he realized she really was going to work another load of cum out of him.
“Mmmmmm!” Laura thrummed, happily gagging herself on his manhood and knowing she’d choke even more as it grew.
“Goddamn,” Peter breathed. “You must feel like you’ve been to an all-you-can-eat buffet. I felt like I came forever and you still want more? Jesus, Laura!”
Laura tried to provide a good example for Peter by keeping at his stiffening cock. She wanted him to shut up and fuck her face again. If it meant he’d feed her his cum again, Laura would happily let him drive her skull into the dashboard as many times as needed.
Laura felt sorry for him. He was a sweet guy and he deserved a steady supply of orgasms. In fact, even though she’d just blown him, Laura wanted to make his day even better. She would fuck him. If he came anything like he had in her mouth, there would still be plenty of cum left on his cock to delight her taste buds when they finished.
Laura pulled her mouth from his spit-soaked erection and eyed it in worshipful approval, taking pride in her workmanship. You would’ve thought Peter hadn’t come in five months, not five minutes ago.
“Look at that,” Laura purred. “How can a woman see that and not want it?”
“Well, I don’t exactly go around showing it to women.”
“Maybe you should. Wait. No. Don’t. Fuck me with it instead. Just me. Whatever hole you want, so long as it’s mine.”
Peter’s jaw dropped. He had no time to recover from his shock. Laura popped her door open and got out into the open air, her naked body more stunning than ever with the sunlight shimmering on her pale skin.
For a moment, Peter thought to tuck his erection away and follow her out. Then he realized the absurdity of it. His protruding cock leading the way, he got out on his own side of the van and came around it to find Laura on all fours, offering up her luscious little ass.
“Give it to me, Peter,” she said huskily. “Put your cock inside me. I want it so bad.”
Peter felt like growling. He stretched out his leg and gave Laura a shove with his foot, sprawling her out on her belly in the grass. She looked over her shoulder at him, her lips curled aggressively, but she calmed when he knelt down behind her, then laid overtop her, covering her prone body with his own.
She whimpered in anticipation, feeling his cock press between her succulent asscheeks.
“What’s next?” she cooed to him. “You going to rub my face in the dirt?”
“Would you like it?”
Laura bit her lip. “You’d ruin my make-up,” she said at length.
Peter grinned. “This is how you want it, isn’t it? Like a bitch in heat.”
Laura could only nod.
“Look straight ahead,” he told her. “You’re going to get it—now let’s see if you can take it.”
Laura obediently straightened her neck to stare straight forward. Then she felt his enormous cockhead between her cunt lips, spreading them wide. It felt like a baseball bat was entering her. But she knew she’d swallow it. She had to swallow it. Her greedy pussy demanded all of his endowment, every girthy inch that she could possibly get.
“Yeah, baby, fuck it right to the bottom of me,” she sighed. “I want to know I’ve been fucked.”
“Easy, girl,” Peter chuckled. “You’re tight as hell. I’ll have to give it to you slow.”
Laura growled until she bit into her own wrist to stop the wolfish noise. She knew that Peter would be patient with her as her own wild body couldn’t be. He’d make it last, make it good, even with every cell in Laura’s body crying out to come already, to be bred—something else she could trust Peter to deny her. For now, at least.
Her claws snikted out: she raked the ground and howled in delight as Peter forced more of his incredible length inside of her slick cunt. She felt crammed full of him, a container that only existed to be what he filled.
“OOOOH, YES!” she squealed. “There’s so much of it, so much, it’s all in!”
“Not yet,” Peter told her. “But I’m not stopping until you’re full.”
