Chapter 3

Cole

This evening was going so much better than Cole ever hoped. His experience with women who were not getting paid for sex was not extensive, but in the rare occurrences that it had happened, he was too afraid to be his dominant self, never wanting to mess up a sexual opportunity.

He didn’t know if it was for his benefit or Ken’s that Summer chose to go along with his style, but he was enjoying bringing this goddess to heel. The ultimate sexual fantasy was happening for Cole as well, not just for the husband. Even the hookers he’d been with multiple times hadn’t played the role of submissive so convincingly.

It was also unique for Cole to have sex with a girl so much taller. Of course, he’d always sought out shorter girls in the past, but this might change everything. It felt pretty great to master a tall golden goddess like her.

Summer too seemed to be enjoying herself. Cole didn’t know how many of her statements were genuine and how many were just for Ken’s benefit, but frankly, he was losing the will to care. It was kind of fun to fuck with the head of this guy, and he seemed to be eating it up.

Holding Summer’s legs open, Cole wanted to see that pussy before he changed it forever. He knew what his cock could do to a perfectly normal pussy, and this one looked like it was ready.

He turned to Ken who was sitting on his butt on the carpet watching him just as expectantly as his wife. Waiting for orders. Goddamn, he was in his element now.

“Come on, man,” Cole called out to Ken, waving him forward. “Can you see from there? You can get closer if you want.” His other hand patted the man’s wife’s thigh possessively. “Your wife deserves to be worshipped properly, doesn’t she?”

Ken hesitated, but the sight of her spread open, dripping wet from Cole’s attentions made his resolve weaken. He shuffled closer, his knees almost hitting the opposite edge of the sofa.

“Look at her, Ken. Our golden goddess. Thanks for sharing her, but I’m afraid she will never be the same after tonight.”

Summer’s heart raced at Cole’s declaration, eyes fluttering closed in anticipation. Her thighs clenched reflexively, already craving his dominance once more. She watched Ken’s reaction, curious if he’d protest. Instead, he simply stared, his expression a mix of awe and what ... fear?

The old man watched her reaction and smiled. He thought she was having a good time. Would she want more after tonight? He already let his mind wander to a world in which he was a permanent part of her life. Was there a world in which she might belong to both of them?

“Look at that sweet face,” Ken. “Look at those big titties. Look at that pussy. My God, that’s a delectable little pink pussy.”

His old fingers found her labia still glistening with his saliva, and pulled them apart. “Thanks for getting it all shaved just the way I like it.”

Ken’s breath caught sharply as Cole spread his wife open lewdly, exposing her slick, vulnerable flesh to both of them. Her husband’s awestruck stare made her shudder with newfound shame and excitement.

“You’ve got the prettiest little pink flower there, Summer,” Cole praised, circling her opening with a calloused finger. “Such perfect, delicate petals. I hope Ken’s thought about what will happen after I fuck this pussy.”

A shiver ran through her, both terrified and thrilled at Cole’s ominous words. She glanced at Ken, seeing the conflict in his eyes—a mixture of jealousy and fascination. Her husband shifted his position slightly, clearly aroused despite himself.

“What will happen once I stretch it out, do you think? Will you even be able to feel anything when she lets you fuck her.”

Ken swallowed hard, his cock visibly pulsing in his wet pants at Cole’s taunting words. His wife’s eyes widened with a confusing mix of dread and exhilaration.

“What if ... what if you ruin her for anyone else?” Ken stammered, voice cracking slightly. “For me?”

“That’s exactly what I intend to do, son. Is that what you want, for me to forever change the shape of Summer’s pussy for you?”

Summer’s whole body trembled with need at Cole’s dark promise, her husband’s presence adding to the delicious taboo. She smiled at her husband’s face, his sweat trickling down the side of his neck, as he was lost in the fantasy that he had longed for.

“Do I get a vote, baby?” she asked.

Her eyes locked onto Ken’s, searching for answers. Her fingers tightened in the material of the sofa cushions as if trying to steady herself amidst the whirlwind of sensation and emotion. She turned her eyes to the older man.

“I ... I want everything you want to give me, Cole. Every single thing. But ... what about Ken? What does he want?” Her voice faltered, torn between loyalty and pure, primal hunger.

“Yeah, Ken,” Cole said. “What do you want?”

Ken’s eyes darted between her and Cole, his breath shallow and rapid. He seemed frozen somewhere between absolute terror and overwhelming arousal. His wife’s eyes pleaded for him to say the right words, her body still trembling from the aftermath of her recent climax.

“I ... I guess ... I want whatever you guys want.” His voice was barely audible, but the implication hung heavily in the air.

“Well, I want to fuck your sexy young wife with my big old cock. Is that what you want, too? Because this is your last chance to stop me, son.”

Ken’s jaw fell slack, his eyes wide with a strange mix of worry and excitement. His hand reached down to squeeze his straining jean-covered erection. “God, yes ... please.” It was a strangled whisper, but undeniably real.

Cole turned back to Summer. She looked at him like a classmate who knew he had all the answers to the test. She wanted to find out what he knew, to learn from him everything he could teach her.

“Tell me again, Summer, if this is what you want.”

Her chest rose rapidly, eyes glazed with desperate longing. Her hand slid down to grasp Cole’s wrist, guiding his palm to press urgently against her slick mound. “Feel how much I need it?” Her voice cracked with raw honesty.

“You know it’s what we both want, baby. What we both knew would happen since the waterfall.”

Cole, having never felt that kind of certainty that this would ever happen, didn’t know what to say to that, but he knew what to do. He grinned as wolfishly as he knew how, and stood up with surprising speed considering his age.

Once again, Summer’s eyes widened at the sheer girth of his hanging member, knowing instantly that nothing would ever compare. Pulling her legs back further, she waited to be mounted.

“Watch closely, son,” Cole said, gripping the base tightly and aiming directly at Summer’s entrance. “Spread your legs wider, sweetheart.”

She looked up expectantly into his eyes as he approached her. She pushed her head back and lifted her legs in welcome.

Her toes curled as she felt the thick tip of Cole’s enormous cock pressing insistently against her entrance.

“Ohhhh god, yes...”

Cole held it there and lightly rubbed it up and down the length of her pussy. He’d done this a few times now, breaking in new sluts, or at least new to him. Even a hooker couldn’t handle having this thing slammed right in.

Her back arched off the sofa cushion as Cole teasingly rubbed his huge cock along her slit, coating it with her juices. It felt so much bigger than anything that had ever been down there.

“Ohmygodohmygod, Cole... “ she gasped desperately, looking up at him with complete surrender. “I’m a big girl, baby. I can handle it. Don’t hold back.”

“The idea, baby, is to ruin you for other cocks, not to destroy this pussy forever. It’s too precious for that. We’ll go slow, OK?”

Summer’s knew he was right, and her eyes watered with gratitude at Cole’s gentle reassurance, even though her body screamed for immediate penetration. Her thighs clenched instinctively as he positioned himself at her entrance.

“Yes, sir,” she gasped out, fighting the urge to thrust against him.

Behind them, Ken gripped his own bulge, eyes popping wider at the sound of his wife’s newfound submissiveness. His eyes stayed glued to her pussy being pried open, mesmerized by the impending union of his bride and her new master.

Cole was patient, working his big rubbery cockhead up and down slowly as she lifted her ass higher off the sofa to get as much friction with that cock as she could.

Her cries grew louder as Cole’s thumbs spread her labia open and finally began the final push inside her.

“Fffuuuuckkk, so biiiigggg...” Her nails dug into the stiff fabric upholstery.

The fat tip of his cock pressed forward as a gasp tore from her lips. He pushed ahead, stretching her impossibly wide around his immense girth.

“Nnnnggghhh...”

Her entire body arched as his first inch penetrated her, the pressure seemingly unbearable, and yet, exquisite. It was an indescribable feeling as each nudge forward forced a choked moan past her lips.

“Ooohhhh ffuuuckkkk ... baaaabbbbyyyy.”

Her eyes rolled back as Cole paused briefly, letting her adjust. He did this over and over, start, stop. When he would stop and wait, it took her only a second or two before she seemed to be urging him in with a sultry look or a movement of her hips.

She bit her lip, savoring the brutal intrusion of his thickness splitting her open. “Please don’t stop, baby,” she whined, wrapping her legs around his waist to pull him deeper.

He knew she was an adventurous girl, a rugged girl, a climber of mountains, but this was beyond anything he’d ever seen. Even the seasoned sluts with stretched out holes he’d fucked in the past would be begging for mercy by now.

Another flick of his hips had her moaning loudly and squirming beneath him. She grit her teeth, and all of her muscles tensed like she was having a seizure.

“Are you OK, Summer? Do you want to stop?” It would not be the first time that a sexual encounter for him had ended in such a way for Cole.

“Hnnngghhh, oh fuck, oh god, baby ... it hurts ... but don’t stop. Please don’t stop, Cole. I can take it. It’s really big, but I’m a big girl.”

Ken knelt down lower near the coupled pair, so he could watch the big cock going into his own wife. Her long tanned legs quivered and shook as the old man squeezed in further, each thrust forcing her to accommodate more of the massive cock.

A broken sob escaped her throat, but her legs clung to Cole fiercely, unwilling to let go. Her inner walls contracted rhythmically around his invading shaft, adjusting to its impossible size.

Ken had never seen anything like this, not in porn and certainly not in real life. He was just a couple of feet away now watching everything, but the light was bad. Without even thinking he jumped up, flicked on a lamp light and resumed his previous position.

Cole’s eyes flickered momentarily to the additional illumination before looking over at Ken with some amusement. “Is that better, son? Can you see well now?” Even Summer laughed at that despite the range of other emotions she was dealing with.

“It was just kind of dark and her legs ... the shadows ... they blocked my view.”

“Sorry, son,” Cole said, untangling the young wife’s legs and taking her ankles in his hands. He lifted up slowly, pushing them up and toward her head, opening her pussy more. “How’s that? Better?”

“Yes, thanks.”

Returning focus on Summer’s face, Cole monitored every twitch of pain and pleasure. His grip tightened on her ankles as he continued his relentless advance. The lamp light cast shadows across Summer’s sweat-slicked skin, highlighting the deep blush painting her cheeks. Her eyes were half-shut, focused entirely on accommodating his tremendous girth.

“Ffffuckkk, baby, you’re so tight,” Cole groaned, pausing mid-thrust to marvel at her determination. “You have the best pussy ever, sweetheart.”

A guttural cry ripped from her lungs, equal parts agony and ecstasy. Her hands clutched frantically at Cole’s forearms, nails biting his flesh, as he filled her completely, leaving no room for doubt.

“Oh god, thank you! Thank you for fucking me!” Tears flowed freely down her face, smearing makeup, but she was utterly unconcerned. “I’m so full of your cock, baby.”

“There’s more, sweetheart,” he smiled, willing to stop at seven thick inches if that’s all she could take. “But a big girl should be able to take the rest, I think.”

She looked through lidded eyes, nodding feverishly, her mind hazy with the knowledge that there was still more to come. Her inner muscles clenched greedily around his girth, silently demanding more.

“How much more is there?” She asked with trepidation.

“I don’t know, a couple three inches, I expect.”

He saw a look in her face he’d never seen with a sexual partner. Challenge and desire. She desired him. She wanted all of him. He didn’t know if he could trust what he was seeing. Was it possible?

“Yes, baby, yes, give me all of it.”

As Cole pushed deeper, her lean, tight, stomach visibly distended under the weight of his massive cock. He was beginning to worry that he’d do some permanent damage to her. Maybe he should hold up here. He certainly didn’t want to hurt her. She was too precious.

Cole paused, holding himself firmly inside her as her belly swelled slightly outward, marking her shape indelibly. Her eyes flutter shut, a low whimper escaping as she accommodates the sheer volume of him.

“No ... don’t stop. Not yet. Please, baby, I can take it.” She reaches out, grabbing his arm for stability as Ken leaned in close beside him, transfixed.

“Son,” Cole said in the same commanding voice he used with Summer. “You’re crowding me just a bit. I know you want to see everything, but that’s a little too close.”

Ken practically jumped back, not even realizing what he’d done. “Sorry, I got carried away.”

“Just don’t do it again.”

Summer’s whole body trembled as her lover admonished her husband. There was something sexy she hadn’t thought of before about a man fucking her and talking down to her husband at the same time.

When she looked up at Cole, and as she managed to deal with the invasion of the Everest-level cock, she still couldn’t miss the way the little old man berated her younger husband. Her breathing came in short bursts, and her eyes remained fixed on Cole.

She glanced between Cole and Ken, seeing the obvious contrast in size and age, one her handsome husband who seemed to shrink under Cole’s authority. That was harsh, but ... it worked. He knows his place now. She bit her lip, enjoying the shift in power dynamics.