Cross-Time Cocking

Gwen climbed on top of Peter, spreading her thighs across his hips. “I’ve been waiting a long time for your cock,” she told him. “Once I get it inside of me, it’s really going to take a lot for me to let it go.”

She placed his cockhead inside her slit and lowered herself down, the glans entering her, the rest snaking its way in. Peter gripped the base of his cock, holding the shaft upright as Gwen impaled herself on it, the heat of her seeping cunt warming Peter in ways he almost couldn’t believe.

Gwen gasped and moaned in joy as she was filled; his cock was so much bigger than before, almost too much, she laughed hysterically as the doubt over whether she could take him registered in her mind. Maybe she’d be the only one who could fit him anymore. She wouldn’t mind being Peter’s one and only sheath. It actually turned her on a little to imagine other women only being able to mouth him, and only a portion of his cock at that.

His knob was probing deeply into her. She circled her ass around and around, making Peter groan as his shaft was stroked by her inner walls. Then Gwen put her hands down beside his head and forced her ass down, taking him inside herself to his swollen balls.

An anguished sob erupted from her as the doubt flared up in Gwen once more. It seemed impossible that she could take all of him, utterly impossible. She gripped his shoulders, driving her fingernails into the black resin of his costume as she rode his prick up and down. There was no rhythm. She was trying to flee the pain of stretching to take him, then as the pleasure dwindled, she would plunge herself back down on his erection. It never got any easier, but it felt better and better.

Peter rocked up into her, matching her thrust to thrust, and Gwen felt an intense pleasure around his swollen shaft. Like the usual sensation of being filled by a man, only much bigger, distilled by the pain of being stretched out like she was. The muscles were sore inside her as she flexed them to milk his prick, the pain flaring sensually, irresistibly inside her. Peter gripped her pert buttocks with ferocious need and added to Gwen’s keening motions, pumping her on his manhood until she climaxed. It was good. Gwen hadn’t known it could be so good after how much it had hurt.

She was grimacing, her face twisted up as she straightened, gasping, and then toppled forward to bury Peter in her full breasts. Peter remained still, his cock throbbing even harder than it had before, soaking in the juices that had flooded her orgasmic sex. Then, slowly, gently, he began to ease Gwen up off his prick.

“Don’t stop!” Gwen moaned. “I love your big cock. I want more of it—I’m not done yet!”

“Relax,” Peter told her. “When we’re done, you’ll know it.”

He rolled her over onto her back, Gwen automatically opening her legs for him to climb between. He mounted her with a grin as she smiled expectantly up at him.

“Now?” she asked, biting her lip. It’d only been a few seconds, but she didn’t think she could wait much longer.

“When we start—“ He plowed his way back inside of her. “You’ll know it.”

He was sunk deeply into Gwen, his cock buried all the way in. With smooth, languid strokes, he pulled away and lunged back in. Gwen felt her body come alive with him thrusting into it, her strong legs instinctively curling up and wrapping around his waist. She followed the rhythm Peter set, trying desperately to keep up with him as he thrust into her again and again.

Soon, Peter could feel the tension inside her mounting to the point where it couldn’t go any higher. Her flesh was burning up, her legs thrashing around him, heels beating a tattoo against his hips and thighs and lower back.

“Again?” he asked her. “Already?”

“Yes!” she nodded. “You’ve got the perfect cock to make me come again and again!”

“Greedy girl…” Peter gritted his teeth and slammed into her. Gwen gasped and sobbed and opened her mouth soundlessly as she found another release that went on and on. She was filled by it, and just like her stuffed cunt, she kept it inside her for a long, long time.

When it even started to peter off, she became a madly lusting beast, her body on fire with need and desire. “More, more, Peter, don’t stop! Give me your cock! Oh God! Please don’t take it away!”

“I’m almost there myself!” Peter told her, speeding up as Gwen had demanded, pushing himself past the point of no return.

“No… not you…” she said, working her ass back and forth. “Just keep fucking me. Fuck me forever. I want to have your cock inside me until my dying day!”

Peter felt wetly bristling feathers being drawn over his manhood, Gwen’s folds closing in on him as she clenched with bursts of orgasm. The feeling was driving him crazy. He kept going at the strenuous pace he had set, trying to cool his burning length in the boiling cauldron of her sex.

He pulled out of her, staring down at her splayed, gaping cunt for a moment, before he rammed his full length into her all over again. Gwen cried out, pounding her fists on the floor, screaming as Peter pistoned into her again and again, even harder. 

Now he paused with his groin flush with hers, his pubic bone pressing directly against her clit. He could feel it practically buzzing, and Gwen gasped, eyes tightly shut, as he worked himself inside her, shifting his cock against her tender walls and feeling her clit sting against the base of his dick. Gwen locked with him, legs coiled around his hips, stroking herself desperately against his muscular body and his buried cock. She shuddered as he gave into temptation and bore down into her.

“I’m coming!” Gwen babbled, her eyes rolling back in her head. “Oh shit, I can’t stop! Your cock won’t let me stop! Come inside me! I wanna know you had my pussy! Wanna feel your cum inside me for the rest of my life!”

Peter gripped her firm ass in his hands and pulled Gwen to him as he thrust into her, giving her his cock with all the power in his body. As he pushed every inch of his cock inside of her, he came. His eyes bulged as liquid flame flew from his knob, filling every crevice of her sex as Gwen was dragged along with his release, squirting her own sweet-smelling juices as if making room for Peter’s seed inside of her.

“Oh God, oh God!” Gwen moaned as she felt his copious ejaculation filling her up even more than his giant cock had. “I’m never going to want any other man ever again! I’m never going to want any other cock ever again! I’m your woman, Peter. I’m your woman for fucking life!”

And Peter chuckled, the sound coming from deep within his chest. “I never would’ve guessed that such a good girl was such a good fuck too.” Then he started screwing her all over again.