[fragile1]

This portion most definitely, NSFW… no one under 21 should read this.  Go Away.  Constructive criticism is welcome.

Her pelvis continued to pound me; her great weight bearing down on my weaker form.  “I, ahhhhh, can’t, owweee, ohhhhh, uhhh,  uuhhh, take your power.  Please, get… off… of me!!!,” like a jackhammer she slammed against me.  Her thrusts were so powerful, so strong, and so brutal.  Uncaring for my condition, she only looked down at my pained face with glee.

“What’s the matter?  Ohhhh, unnnnnghhh,” mocking me as she smirked and continued to piston herself up and down on my member.  “You always wanted me to have some back?  Now, I’ve got too much?  I’ve been squatting, lunging and pressing for years just to get these nut crushers and now that ‘baby got back’ you don’t want it?  Too bad!!!  Take some more, scotty!!!”  And with that, she intensified her thrusts bringing her self up and crashing down on me, dry humping me thru my jeans..  WHAAPPPP, WHAPPPPP!!!!  Over and over, knocking the wind out of me; grinding me into the cushions, slamming down on me, shaking the couch causing it to creak violently.  “Take it Scotty!! Take, unngghhh, all,  unnnggghh, two… hundred… and thirty three pounds of it!!!”  Her eyes rolled back in her head and with a mighty shriek she let her body fall, draping herself on me.  “YESSSSSSSS, that feels so good….  It tingles al the way to my toes… mmmmmm, ohhhhhhh, thank you Scotty,” lounging in the afterglow of her arousal.

“What’s a matter?  You didn’t get yours?  Let me care of that,” she dreamily smiled.  Rising up and removing her herself from my throbbing member and aching hips, she stood up next to you.  Then with a twinkle in her eye, and that knowing look of confidence she began to spread her legs until she was in a full split on the floor in front of me.  It was so erotic….  This massively muscular woman topless, slowly gracefully lowering herself before me.  I almost lost it right there.  So thick and powerful was her upper body and yet she was so supple and limber.  My face betrayed my thoughts. 

“I see that you like my flexibility,” as she leaned from side to side, stretching and bending her monstrous frame, easily grasping her cute toes.  Showing off even further, she rotated her hips forward and backward erotically grinding the floor and staring at me.  Finishing her amazing display she leaned forward and placed her head in between my legs. 

Looking up at me with this innocent pouty look, “ahhh… somebody needs some relief.  Maybe I can help with that.  With that she leaned her face forward into my crotch and began to nuzzle me thru my pants.  She ran her face up and down my length making me forget the pain in my stomach and hips.  How could this woman still turn me on while inflicting so much pain?  I couldn't understand.  My mind said “run” but I couldn't move.  I was entranced.  My very fibers, frozen in fear and passion.  The intensity of her motions, the sound of her voice, sapped my will.  I couldn't say “no”.  Her full lips and sultry tongue worked there way to my pants button.  Using only her teeth, she gently undid my pants and then slowly pulled my zipper down.  Then pushing her nose forward she nudged my pants apart and moved to my now visible boxers.  He warm breath, sent shock waves thru my body as she pushed back my pants nosing for my boxers.  She looked up at me with that ohhhh soooo sexy look; that look of hunger and need; that unmistakeable predatory look. 
“I’ve missed that big tool of yours.  Remember how you used to force me to suck you?  What was it you said, you had needs?  Once we started you couldn’t stop until you were satisfied.  Well, I can’t leave my Scotty unfulfilled.  It’s been too long for you, I can tell.  It’s so pumped, full and thick.  It has needs, and now, I do too.  Go on, give it to me, push my head down… gag me with it.  Give me that feeling again.  I want to choke on it and gasp for air like I used to.  Come on, please?”

That face, that those gorgeous lips.  How I used to ride her.  She would beg me to stop, crying, but I didn’t care.  I had needs. And after all, she liked it.  Afterwards she always said so.  She just needed a little convincing.  But that was a long time ago. 

Now, however, I was afraid.  Too many times today this had gone all wrong.  I was nervous, the most sensitive part of my body exposed.  I hesitated.  “What’s wrong Scotty, afraid of widdle me?  That big snake afraid of this little mouth?,”  her full lips opening and that thick sensual tongue flickered out.  Her eyes burned thru me.  Her tongue ran along the contours of her mouth and then back inside.  I groaned in anticipation.  “You think I might bite?,” clamping her teeth down in a mock gesture.  “Have no fear, I promise, no teeth… please baby, drive it down my throat, I am begging you.  Bring me that big piece of meat for old time's sake. 

“Well, ok, if you insist.”  I couldn’t help but smile a little.  Finally, I was going to beat her at something.  Surely, I couldn’t lose at this.  Taking my hand into my boxers and pulling out my cock, her face lit up with glee.  Her eyes transfixed on my most prized possession.  She pondered the muscle before her, as her eyes scanned it.  Hungrily, she licked her lips and moved quickly to my head.  Pursing her lips forward, she kissed my tip.  Then she licked the tip of the shaft, moistened my girth with her tongue, and slowly worked her way down.  Her warm breath covered and sent little chills down my legs.  Her eyes, always staring up at me, looked for my approval.  Returning to the top, she opened her mouth and began to envelope me.  The warmth of her mouth immediately brought back memories of our daily escapades on this couch.  I always remember that she could only take about half me.  Frustrated, I would grab her hair and ram my cock down her throat.  Her gagging and coughing only spurned me on to push with greater intensity.  My confidence would reign supreme in the knowledge of my ability to control her and my impending joy.  But this time was different.

I couldn’t help but be nervous.  Why was she doing this?  Surely, she didn’t actually like this?  I was hesitant as she reached the half way point.  I never moved.  I simply let her help herself to what she could handle.  As if on cue, she looked up and at me and her eyes smiled.  This is where she would stop and pull up.  This was the moment.  She hesitated briefly and then kept going down.  Slowly, amazingly, she continued to go right down to the base of my shaft.  Her nose pressed into my soft, purple, swollen stomach.  My cockhead was squeezed by her throat muscles and she moaned with excitement.  Her moans caused vibrations thru my body and I just groaned.  “oohhhhh, God!!!!  Ahhhhhhhh,  sooooooo gooood.

She began to erotically move up and down the entire length of my shaft with great ferocity.  She moved her hands up to my hands and firmly grabbed them.  She pulled them towards her pony tails?  She continued to thrust her head up and down still holding onto my hands trying to get me to push as well?  She easily took the whole length of it and moved up and down faster and faster.  I couldn’t believe it!!  Following her lead, I began pressing on her head to try and thrust deeper!!  She moaned, sensually, in response. 
Thrusting and pressing as hard as I could, I lost myself in a frenzy of sexual energy.  Try as I might I couldn’t get my self any deeper.

Pulling off of me, she hissed, “YESSS!!! Molly likes it rough.  Drive that man tool down my throat, try and gag me.”  With that, I thrusted again, trying desperately to do just that, but she easily took all of me!!!  Clamping down with her throat, twisting her head and rotating her tongue over my shaft, she brought me over the edge.  “I’m gonna cum!!”  Instantly, she drove down again and I shot my load deep into her throat!!  “mmmm,  gulp, gulp, mmmmm,”  she shot gunned every drop , slurping and sucking until I was spent.  My breathing labored and my heart pounded.  My pulse echoed thru my ears.  A smile crept across my face.  But my feeling of euphoria was short lived.  After cleaning off every drop from me she rose again over me.  Her look of satisfaction and pride stopped my grin cold.  Then her face changed and the anger returned.

“Feel good?  Think that was for you?  Guess again.!  I did it!!  I own you.  I totally took every bit of your meat and then some!!  So much for your sexual dominance.  How long did that take; a minute?  I can you any time I want;  even after beating you to a pulp.  You’re pathetic.  Your cock is nothing to me, now.  I used to cry myself to sleep thinking that this was how a man and woman lived together.  The thought of that thing choking me, scared me to hysterics.  But no more… Now, I frighten it!!,” as she bent over me in most muscular pose.  Her combinations of lats, traps, biceps, and delts jumping, with angry, pulsing veins screaming over them, created a scene of utmost terror.  This giant of a woman filled my view with man destroying muscle.  The power of her words washed over me like a title wave.  She owned me.  I had no self control, not even of my most basic instincts.  My cock shriveled and my body convulsed in fear.  I started to shake as reality set in. 

“I, I thought that you liked it?,”  I mumbled out.

“Liked it??  Liked choking and gagging to please you? I swallowed and spat up that nasty, foul tasting goo to make you happy day after day.  Do know how many nights I went upstairs crying while you sat on the couch with that stupid look on your face?  Do you know how many times my jaw ached?  I couldn’t eat for hours, or even swallow some juice to get that revolting taste out of my mouth?  “And, then,” she began to cry, “you wouldn’t even kiss me afterwards or hold me, nothing…” Recovering her anger again,  “how many other girls did you do that too, huh?  How many?

“None, it was just you.”

“Really?  I bet that I know better.”  Leaning forward, she grabbed my biceps and pulled me up so that I was standing then she began to spread her arms apart.  I tried to resist but her power was way too much for me to resist.  My biceps were being crushed by her grip to jelly, and my shoulder joints screamed from the stretch.  My eyes welled up and I gritted my teeth, trying to withstand the pressure.  My hands were numb, my arms turning purple and my shoulders were being wrenched apart.  She only intensified her stare. “Look at me!!  Tell me the truth!! How many??!!”  I flailed uselessly and as a last ditch effort, I swung my head forward to head butt her.  But she dodged my feeble attempt and puller even harder.  “Do that again and I will pull your arms off and feed them to you.  TEELL ME!!!  How many others?? 

“Four!!!!”  I screamed, “I cried. Four.  They were all after you.  I couldn’t help it.  It felt soo good.”

“Good? Does this feel good??”  Her face contorted in concentration as I felt my tendons stretch beyond function. The tearing pain from my shoulders was staggering.  Lightning bolts shot up my neck, thru my teeth, and to my brain.  My only thoughts were of the damage…I leaned my head on her massively flexed traps looking for mercy and found none. 

She thru me, roughly, onto the couch.  I couldn’t feel my arms.  Nothing but pain registered to me.  I flopped back and forth trying to ease it but nothing helped.  Tears flowed freely down my face.  “I want you to suffer, for all of those girls.  If I tore some tendons, they’ll heal.  That pain is nothing compared to the damage that you did to me and those women!!! 

Gradually the pain lessoned.  I still couldn’t feel my arms but at least I stopped thrashing.  My eyes, bleary from my tears, could barely make out her face looking down at me.  Crossing her arms, she impatiently waited for me to calm myself.  A dull ache from my arms continued but finally, I was still.  “I could have pulled a lot harder still, you know.  Your body is so weak now, just like I used to be. But not now, and not ever again,” flexing her massive biceps and shoulders. You thought we’d like that??  Would you like it?”

Turning around and reaching into a cabinet behind her she pulled out something that I couldn’t really focus on.  My bleary, hazy mind could only detect a color.  Purple.  It was plastic, no rubber.  A Long, oblong, and no… not that.

“Whatcha think of this.  This was what I have been practicing on to strengthen my muscles, and work on my technique.  I reckon that it’s roughly twice the length and three times your girth.  It took me long time to master this monster but now,” interrupting herself, she opened her mouth and slid it easily down her throat. She quickly absorbed the entirety down her throat, easily moving this monstrous sex toy in and out.  “POP goes the dildo.”  She smirked. 

Staring down at me, while enjoying the shocked on my face, “now it’s your turn, Scotty.  Whatcha think?  How much can you take?  Wanna find out?  How bout we jam this down you?  I could do some serious damage to those cheek and jaw muscles.  Leaning closer and putting right under my chin I trembled at the size and girth of that thing.  Much like a sub sandwich overfilled with too many toppings.  “I would love to choke you to out with this.  Then she slapped the purple tower across my face.  The rubber stung.  “Come on, Scotty, one deepthroat for each girl.”  I froze in terror.  No way could I do this. 

“No??  Fine!!”  Whappp,  Whapp, Whappp, Whappp, “she smacked me across my face with that monster.  The striking rubber sent searing pain across my face and busted my lip open.  Then straddling my quivering body, her massive mammories hovering above my head, she placed the sex toy inbetween them, then flexed.  Instantly, the pressure from her iron plates forced the rubber to stretch and press.  The sound of the rubber spreading in ways it wasn’t meant to go, continued.  Her arms crossed above me.  I couldn’t she her face but only hear the deforming of the toy.  Backing on her hips so that I could witness her demonstration in power, she took the deformed toy out of her pecs and griped both end of it.  Immediately her massive forearms bulged and she twisted and pulled at it.  With a mighty grunt she tore it in half!!  Dropping the remains onto to my shaking body below her, “there, now you know what will happen to you if you ever do that, to anyone again.”

[rodman]

Very, very tough on the old boy. Yet he seems to deserve it. But I can't keep reading it and wanting more of this story.
Thanks, for the third part. Hope there is more.
Rodman 8)

[pogo]

Very nice story. But its not finished or? What does else does she have in store for him? Kind of happy end or a nightmare ?

[Anonymous]

It's indeed an interesting familial reunion. Your style, especially your vivid description are very imaginative!

However there is still one question to be answered: will there be another part?

PS. Thanx for sharing this story with US!!

[Author]

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