Ella Unbound Pt. 02

Ella Unbound Pt. 2

"Holy shit," Jake's wife Susan whispered, nestling into Jake's shoulder, her warm ample breast resting on the side of his chest. "That was..."

"Awesome," Jack prompted.

"Violent," Susan answered, wrapping her hand around Jake's half-hard monster cock. "In a good way," she added, letting out a long, contented sigh.

For the fourth time that week, Jake's expert tongue, hands and nine-and-a-quarter inch, beer-can thick cock had booked his wife a first-class ticket on the orgasm express.

A high-speed train with only a few stops on a journey into a world of uncontrollable leg-shaking pleasure.

Nothing new there; Susan was orgasmic as fuck. Their no-holds-barred sex life was the bedrock of their ten-year marriage.

Even so, Susan was right: Jake's sucking and fucking style had taken on the unmistakable air of violent desperation. A form of barely-controlled anger that Susan welcomed without XX.

For good reason. He'd never fucked his wife so hard, so long, in so many positions. Or, as far as he could remember, so well.

Jake's lust was powered by a hidden truth: his literally insatiable desire to fuck his 22-year-old step-daughter Ella senseless.

To the point where fucking Susan had become fucking Ella. Especially from behind, when Jake rammed every inch of his rock hard cock into Susan's warm, wet, always-willing pussy, flooding it with the monumental amount of cum that never failed to surprise their sex partners.

Fucking Susan from behind, looking down at his wife's muscular back, hearing her moans and screams and pleas, Jake was free to imagine Ella where he wanted her, first.

On her knees. Her green eyes wide, his gigantic cock inches from her face, staring up at her step-father with a mix of apprehension, desire and, most intoxicating of all, submission.

Opening her mouth, willingly. Her lips barely stretching wide enough to accommodate the obscene magnificence of Jake's giant cock head, the perfectly formed mushroom-shaped tip glistening with a stream of clear pre-cum.

As he fucked his wife the monstrous man meat she constantly craved, Jake imagined twisting his huge hand around Ella's soft brown hair. Holding the monster's tree trunk base with the other.

Pulling her head towards him. Pushing his cockhead to the back of her throat. Feeling the resistance, then forcing his cock down, down into her throat, deeper and deeper, inch by wrist-thick inch. Until Ella gagged. Retching, spasming, shaking. Tears streaming down her pretty little face.

He imagined withdrawing his cockhead enough for Ella to recover. Get some air. Then doing it again. Again and again. Until he could make his drop-dead gorgeous step-daughter gag at will.

The same way Ella would convulse when his gigantic cock stretched her pussy beyond what she'd thought were her limits.

When she experienced the biggest, best cock of her young life. Giving her the longest, hardest orgasms of her life.

Changing Ella from the untouchable cock tease driving him mad into a cock-sucking cum-hungry fuck toy. An insatiable little bitch Jake could fuck, could cover with cum, whenever they were alone.

And then, eventually, when they were with someone else. Like one of Ella's college-aged friends. Or one of his older, more experienced go-to's.

No, he couldn't do that. Not without Susan. That was a line in the sand beyond which lay nothing but land mines.

"What are you thinking about?" Susan asked, waking from her sex-induced torpor.

"Your hot tongue licking that Australian blond's pussy," Jake lied, kissing the top of Susan's head.

"Bullshit," Susan said, gently running her fingertips up and down her husband's resurrected hard-on. "You want me to guess who it is?"

"Nope," Jake said, instantly regretting replying so quickly and definitively.

"You going to tell me?" Susan pressed.

"I already told you."

"And I called bullshit," Susan said, sliding down Jake's body, lowering her head onto her husband's rock hard abs.

Jake watched his wife re-position her head and slowly lick his ridiculously long shaft.

"I know who it is," Susan announced quietly after a minute of silent cock worship.

Jake felt a rush of guilt, fear and adrenaline. All his gym-honed muscles seemed to tighten at once. He thanked God Susan had removed her head from his chest; there's no way she'd miss the sudden racing of his heart, threatening to burst out of his chest.

"I see how hard you get around her," Susan said seductively, continuing the long process of lavishing his huge cock with warm saliva.

"I have no idea who you're talking about," Jake said, fighting a rising sense of panic.

"Sure you do. Go on. Admit it."

"Fuck you," he growled.

"Yes please," Susan said enthusiastically, moving between Jake's legs, raising his cock to vertical, placing the top of his flesh tower in her mouth.

Jake thrust his hips up and down, relieved to be fucking his wife's experienced throat rather than continuing the dangerous interrogation.

Did his wife know he was desperate to fuck her daughter? Was it an informed guess? A deeply-held suspicion? Or... a trap?

A trapdoor to hell, Jake thought.

But if it wasn't a trap, what was it? A kind-hearted acknowledgment of a natural urge? Lust but don't touch? What else could it be?

Susan pulled her husband's manhood out of her mouth, spit on it three times and rubbed the spit over its length.

Despite his fear, or perhaps because of it, Jake's desire to fuck mercilessly increased exponentially.

"I know something about her you'll want to hear."

"Who?" Jake said, his aggressive tone of voice telling Susan that the monster was about to stake its claim. Again.

"Ella's bestie. Jane."

Jake felt a wave of relief. At the same time, Jane.

He imagined the blond bitch's hand guiding the monster into his step-daughter's soaking wet pussy.

Urging him on.

Jake jumped up, threw Susan onto her back and positioned his cockhead at the entrance to her well-used pussy.

"Speak now or forever hold your piece," Jake said, giving his wife a wide smile, rubbing his cockhead back and forth against her clit, teasing her cum-glazed hole with his enormous cock head.

"I can't," Susan protested. "Not when you're doing that."

Jake stopped moving his cock, pulling it away from his wife's sex.

"I'm listening," he teased.

Susan looked down at Jake's monster. She grabbed the shaft, pulling it towards her.

"Please," she begged.

"Tell me."

"She stole Ella's dildo. Now fuck me. Please."

Of course Ella had a dildo. Probably several. But Susan had never mentioned it before. Why would she?

The thought of Ella fucking herself with a dildo in her bedroom or dorm, her lithe body welcoming it inside her, made Jake's cock literally twitch.

Susan saw the raw, unfiltered, unstoppable lust in Jake's hazel eyes.

"It's huge," Susan said, tugging at Jake's shaft. "The same size as yours."

Jake waited.

"I wanted Ella to know what's it's like to get fucked by a real man."

That did it. Jake thrust the entirety of his massive cock balls deep into his wife's pussy. Stretching it in every direction.

"YES!" she screamed, betraying her unquenchable need for a mix of pain and pleasure. "More!"

Powered by a heady mix of guilt and lust, Jake's monster punished Susan. He rammed her hungry cunt all the way from her entrance to the deepest possible part of her pussy.

Susan's eyes were about to roll back in her head. A fraction of a second before they did, she looked at Jake and smiled.

It was the same knowing look Ella gave him at the kitchen table, when she finally acknowledged what he had between his legs. What he was going to do to her.

No question: Susan knew. Now what?

Ella Unbound Pt. 02 by Justincase59

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