Giving Up, Getting On update

Come on, J’onn, you can read my mind, you know how horny I am. Quit playing around with me and fuck me hard. I like your cum just great—don’t you want some of mine?

The cock in her mouth was now almost too big for that tight space. Karen focused on sucking as hard as she could. Her cheeks went hollow and she knew, with the way J’onn was groaning, that she could make him come again. Maybe that would motivate him to pay her back.

She ran her tongue over the collar of his member, then started up a technique that she’d been waiting to try until now: when there was finally a big enough prick for her to really mess around with.

Karen pursed her lips around the fat cock, sucking it into her mouth. Her teeth lightly scraped over its sides.

J’onn felt the soothing succor of her soft lips, the hardness of her white teeth drawing pale marks down the girth of his prick. And the excitement of her tongue, flickering at his glans until he forgot all about her teeth’s sharpness. It was lost, along with everything else, in all the ways Karen’s mouth aroused him.

“You truly know how to please a man,” J’onn groaned. “I don’t want for this to end. I do not wish to stop!”

Karen would have told him she didn’t want to stop either, much less for him to stop, only she was finally closing in on her orgasm. The explosion she needed was inside her, tensing up, too big to keep inside and yet too small to go off yet.

Then all of a sudden it was ready, it was happening, it was bursting through the length of her body in one breathless rush.

Karen thought the top of her head would blow off. She gulped and took in more of J’onn’s prick. Her tongue cradled it roughly, thrilling him as she savored her trembling pleasure.

Her pussy clamped down tightly as her climax tore through her. Karen reached up with cum-drenched hands to her enormous breasts, kneading them from the broad slopes to the stiffened nipples. Her massage seemed to let in an abundance of the sensation that was riding through her flesh.

It pooled in her breasts until they felt as if they were about to explode themselves. An orgasm not in her cunt, but in her tits. They could’ve been safety valves on a pressure cooker.

Her breasts swelled. She felt her heated blood, oceans and oceans of it, pounding in each. Her nipples were thick and tender, jagged shocks coming off them at every touch. Karen took them between her thumbs and forefingers, rolled the marbles and felt the luscious shocks go down into her pussy, into her core, and she came again.

Feeling too how J’onn was fucking her ass, a mutter passing through his lips every time that phallic tentacle went between her cheeks. A soft moan of satiation as he came back out.

When just the head was still holding open her sphincter, J’onn stopped. He caught his breath.

“It’s not just the mindmeld, is it? You truly want me sodomizing you. You want my seed stuffing your bowels.”

Karen nodded as much as she could without dislodging the cock in her mouth. If that’s the only place you can put it—oh yeah, she thought as hard as she could. But feel free to stuff whatever you can.

J’onn’s hands stretched out until they were squeezing her curved buttocks, digging into the creamy skin like he wanted to rearrange it the same way his tentacles had Karen’s orifices. Karen’s flesh flowed smoothly under his fingers, sprang back into place when his grip relaxed. J’onn played with the vibrant roundness of her ass until he couldn’t take it anymore; his cock verged on bursting.

He hammered fiercely into whatever tightness was left in her rectum. Felt her cheeks spread out around the broadening thickness of his tentacle. It pulled out and drove back in. Then Karen felt the hot flood of his sperm pour forth, painting her bowels, making her guts feel full. And she was still being rocked by the steely phallus going in and out of her sex.

It was doing a number on her self-control. Fucking with only mindless self-gratification a concern. Yet Karen got off on being used. She knew she was the only one who could take everything J’onn was doing to her.

Her breathing hitched; J’onn arched his back and sent his cock to the hilt inside her, demanding to feel all of the convulsions rolling through her cunt. The friction of his thrust against her inner walls burned, set off another explosion inside her. But then J’onn stopped moving. Karen wanted to cry out in frustration.

Thankfully, the next thing she felt was the wetness of his white-hot cum. She came, filled to the brim with how much she’d satisfied her Martian lover.

Only in her mouth was he still hard.

Karen liked how he fucked her there. It was like he knew exactly what she got off on and gave her that without hesitation.

Accepting his cock with her loving tongue, she rolled her hips to rock back and forth like she was still getting rutted. J’onn moved with her, pumping into her face. Soon he accepted that she could take all he had to give. He poured it into her, treating her mouth like another cunt, and Karen loved it as much as he did.

She sucked just like he wanted. As his cock rammed into her mouth, she relaxed her throat and kept her lips tight. But when he was taking it out, Karen slurped as much as she could.

And when he filled her mouth with delicious cum, she swallowed everything.

The first blast flew past her tongue and hit her tonsils. Karen hated that she’d missed out on even a drop of flavor. She pressed her tongue against the tip of J’onn’s cock and when he spurted again, she got all of it on her flaring tastebuds.

When J’onn was finally limp, she laid back and looked up at him. Her eyes were misted with ecstatic tears. All she could see was how satisfied he’d made her.

“You fucked all of me,” she moaned, barely aware she’d spoken aloud. “Fucked me everywhere.”

“Not everywhere,” J’onn told her. The final consummation awaits.

“My mind?” Karen asked him. “Are you going to mindfuck me, Criss Angel?”

J’onn’s prick began to harden as he looked down at her, sprawled out with his cum claiming everywhere a cock could go. Except between her breasts. Karen held them up in either hand to remind him there was still more of her to claim.

“It’s not my turn to come,” J’onn informed her. “It’s yours.”

“I already did, stud.”

“Not like this. Not like me.”

And just like that she felt him. Or rather, she felt herself. Her own tightness, her own wetness, her own cunt and ass and mouth as his cocks filled them… the slow spread of them, the pleasured roiling of her orgasms, the heat and pressure and slowly rising insanity that was a man’s enjoyment during sex.

And all of it she’d given him.

“OH GOD OH GOD OH--!” Unable to say more, she came, she squirted, sending an arcing flow into the air.

J’onn watched. His mouth fell open in fascination.

Karen would savor his heatedness more if she weren’t coming her brains out. With a lascivious giggle, she reached out to hold his hardening cock. Shit, it was throbbing so good, a hard pulse she couldn’t wait to feel inside her…

“Feel me coming, baby!” Karen managed to wheeze out. “Feel how my wet little pussy is going off!”

J’onn bent over, reached out, felt her cream hitting his palm.

“Don’t you like that I come for you like a good girl?” Karen gasped.

J’onn nodded, his eyes burning into her quivering pussy until she was done coming.

Karen gave his prick a hard squeeze. “I like it too. And I like how hard it made you.” His cock was fully hard now, throbbing as hard as it had before he came in her. “What are you going to do with your good girl now?”

“I’m going to make you come again,” J’onn said, lowering himself down to her. “I do like it when you do that.”

“Come on my tits this time,” Karen replied breathlessly. “I can’t take not having your cum on my tits.”

She came twice more before he pulled out and emptied himself all over her breasts, her face, her open mouth. Too much cum to stay on her chest—it slid down over the white glaze he’d already coated her with and ran in rivulets over her belly, down to her thighs. Joining the cum that had overflowed her pussy and become a pool under her ass.

As it turned out, Karen couldn’t take that anymore than she could take not being covered in his cum. Her eyes rolled up in her head and she passed out.

For the first time in her life, her wet dreams were a great deal like being awake.