Lance had to chuckle a bit at that, although he kept it to himself. This woman was so easily swayed into whatever direction he wanted her to go. She was sensitive and held a secret longing, something that needed to be filled. Back when they were still dating, he had been her first. He had been going easy on her, not forcing more than half his length inside of her. The way she felt now was tight, almost tighter than before. Her current mate wasn’t up to par in lance’s eyes. That shrivelled little pecker could hardly touch her walls, let alone stretch her out like he had done in the beginning.
“Is it wrong because you do not have permission, or simply wrong because I am your ex.”
He hummed the words in her ear as he stepped closer, slowly undoing the zipper on his jeans. Inch by inch it moved downwards, lessening the prison that contained his titan. He grinned at the sight of his manhood straining against his stretchy boxers. One movement later and it sprung lose, slapping against the girl’s rear, hard. He let the hard organ rest between her thighs, pressing the upper part of his shaft against her folds. One glance downwards and she could easily see the tip and a few inches sticking out. He placed two fingers on the back of her head and slowly began to apply pressure, forcing her to look downwards.
“Remember how it felt back then, you taking as much as you could handle. Think we could add another inch now? No doubt it will be easy, seeing how fulfilled you most have been these years.”
Slowly his hips began moving backwards, gliding past her folds and causing them to envelope it. He then moved forwards again, sliding past her sensitive spot and lubricating itself in her essence. A few times he did this, each time adding another layer of her wetness. Slowly the movement began to increase, picking up speed and ferocity. He wasn’t hurting her, simply applying pressure on the spot that really mattered. The finger that had been lubricated by the earlier insertion was snaking its way upwards, its destination her mouth. He slid it over her lips, covering them in her juices, before he slid it inside her mouth. He’d let her sample it for a while, even forcing it inside of her mouth if she resisted. When she was finally sated, and is finger properly cleaned, he’d move backwards. The tip of his organ was now pressing against her womanhood, the large throbbing head simply dwarfing her tight entrance.
“Here us what us going to happen. You are going to slowly move backwards and take as much of my length as you feel comfortable with. Then I am going to fuck you so hard you can barely stand afterwards. I am then going to fill you up with my seed, so much it drenches your womb. I want you to try your very best to keep it all in. The next time your little toy goes down on you, he’d have to swallow a few loads of warm seed before he even come close to tasting you. How is that for a plan?”
When he was done with his little explanation, cruel as it might be, he slowly moved forwards, letting the very tip of his manhood enter her. He felt her womanhood stretch to even be able to contain it all, tight and hugging him like a to tight glove. He did not press more of him inside of her. She’d have to do that herself.
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