She climbed onto the bed and spread her legs wide, knees bent, feet flat on the mattress like she was daring him. "Missionary," she said, voice low and rough. "I want it tonight. No doggy, no riding. Just you on top, stuffing me full."
Jake stripped off his jeans and his cock sprang out, heavy and veined, already half-hard and thicker than her wrist at the base. "You sure? Last time we tried this you tapped out after two inches."
"I'm sure." She reached down and pulled her pussy lips apart, showing him how wet she already was. "Come on. Fuck me like this."
He knelt between her thighs and rubbed the fat head of his cock up and down her slit, smearing her juices over that broad crown. She sucked in a breath when he notched it at her entrance and pushed. The stretch hit instantly, a deep, burning pressure that made her thighs tremble.
"Fuck, you're tight," he grunted, rocking forward another inch. Her cunt clenched hard around him, fighting the invasion. He was only a third of the way in and already her belly felt too full.
"Keep going," she hissed, nails digging into his shoulders. "Don't stop."
He sank another inch and she cried out, the sound raw. Her pussy lips were stretched thin around his shaft, glistening and straining. Every vein on his cock dragged against her inner walls, forcing her open wider than she'd ever been in this position. She could feel the blunt head bumping up against her cervix, too deep, too much.
"Jesus, it's big," she panted, legs shaking. "Too fucking big like this."
Jake braced his hands on either side of her head and pushed again, slow and relentless. Her cunt gave another inch with a wet, obscene sound. Sweat beaded on her forehead. The burn was constant now, a thick, aching fullness that bordered on pain, but underneath it her clit throbbed and her walls fluttered like they wanted more.
He bottomed out with a grunt, balls pressed tight against her ass. She was impaled, pinned, stretched to her limit. Her stomach looked slightly rounded from the sheer size of him inside her. Every tiny shift of his hips sent sparks of overwhelming sensation shooting through her.
"Move," she demanded, voice cracking. "Fuck me."
He pulled back until just the head remained inside, then drove forward again in one long thrust. She shouted, back arching off the bed. The second stroke went easier, her pussy starting to loosen around him, but it still felt massive, like he was rearranging her guts with every stroke. The wet slap of skin on skin filled the room. Her juices coated his cock and ran down her crack, soaking the sheets.
He fucked her steady and deep, grinding at the bottom of each thrust so his pubic bone mashed against her clit. She came hard on the fifth or sixth stroke, pussy clamping down so tight he had to fight to keep moving. The orgasm ripped through her, sharp and almost violent, leaving her gasping and twitching.
"Don't stop," she begged when he slowed. "Keep going. Wreck me."
Jake hooked her knees over his elbows, folding her nearly in half, and started pounding. The new angle let him drive even deeper. She could feel every inch battering her, the fat head punching against her cervix with each thrust. It hurt in the best way, a deep, bruising pleasure that made her eyes roll back. Her second orgasm built fast, her cunt squeezing and fluttering around the thick shaft splitting her open.
"Fuck, you're taking it," he growled, sweat dripping onto her tits. "Taking every inch of this big cock in that tight little hole."
She came again, harder this time, a gush of wetness soaking his balls and the sheets beneath them. Her whole body shook. Jake kept fucking her through it, raw and relentless, until his rhythm stuttered and he buried himself to the hilt with a groan. She felt the hot pulses of his cum flooding her, so much that it leaked out around his cock and down her ass.
He stayed inside her while they both caught their breath, his cock still twitching, her pussy still clenching weakly around the thickness. When he finally pulled out, a thick stream of cum followed, and she felt the cool air on her stretched, puffy cunt.
She reached down and touched herself, fingers sliding over the swollen lips. "Next time," she said, voice hoarse, "we're doing it again. And you're going all the way in from the first thrust."
Jake laughed, low and dirty, already getting hard again against her thigh. "You're gonna be sore tomorrow."
"Good," she answered, pulling him back between her legs. "Now put it in me again."
