I was in the garage wiping down my truck when she showed up. Jenna, my son's girlfriend, twenty-two, tight little body, always wearing those cutoff shorts that rode up her ass. She leaned against the workbench and said straight out, "Your son left for work. I came here because I want your giant cock."
I laughed at first, thinking she was messing around. "Jenna, you can't say shit like that."
She stepped closer, grabbed my belt, and squeezed the bulge already growing in my jeans. "I've seen it through your shorts when you swim. It's fucking huge. I need it stretching my pussy."
My cock twitched hard. I grabbed her wrist but didn't push her away. "You're dating my boy. This is wrong."
"Wrong feels good," she said, dropping to her knees right there on the concrete. She unzipped me, pulled out my thick nine-inch cock, and moaned like she'd found what she needed. "Goddamn, look at this monster." Her tongue dragged from the base to the swollen head, licking the slit where precum leaked. She opened wide and took the head in, sucking hard, cheeks hollowing.
I groaned and leaned back against the truck. Her mouth was wet and eager, sliding down as far as she could, gagging when the head hit her throat. She pumped the shaft with both hands, jerking the part she couldn't swallow. Spit ran down my balls. "Suck it deeper, you dirty little slut," I growled.
She looked up at me with watery eyes and pushed further, taking another inch. Her hand slipped into her shorts, rubbing her pussy while she blew me. I heard the wet sounds of her fingers working her cunt. After a minute she pulled off, strings of spit connecting her lips to my cock. "Fuck my face. Use my mouth."
I grabbed her hair and thrust. She took it, choking and moaning around the girth. My balls slapped her chin. I fucked her throat until her mascara ran, then pulled out and hauled her up. "Bend over the workbench."
She shoved her shorts and panties down in one move. Her ass was round and perfect, pussy shaved and already dripping. I lined up my giant cock and shoved in. She was tight but soaked, and I sank halfway on the first thrust. Jenna cried out, pushing back for more. "Yes, fill me with that big dick!"
I gripped her hips and drove the rest in, bottoming out. Her cunt clenched around every thick inch. I started pounding, the workbench shaking, tools rattling. Each thrust made her ass ripple. She reached back and spread her cheeks so I could watch my cock disappear into her. "Harder, daddy. Wreck my pussy."
I slammed into her, balls-deep, grunting with every stroke. Her juices coated my shaft and ran down my thighs. She came fast, legs shaking, pussy pulsing and squirting a little around my cock. I didn't stop.
I kept fucking her through it, reaching around to rub her swollen clit.
When I felt my balls tighten I pulled out and spun her around. "On your knees again." She dropped and opened her mouth. I stroked my giant cock twice and unloaded thick ropes across her tongue and face. She swallowed what she could, licking the head clean while I twitched.
We weren't done. She stood, wiped cum from her cheek with her finger, and sucked it off. "My turn to ride." We moved to the old couch in the corner of the garage. I sat down, cock still half-hard and slick. Jenna straddled me, grabbed the base, and sank down. Her pussy swallowed me again, stretching wide around the thickness.
She rode me slow at first, grinding her clit against my pelvis, then faster, bouncing so her small tits jiggled. I sucked one nipple into my mouth, biting just enough to make her gasp. My hands spread her ass, one finger teasing her tight asshole while my cock filled her cunt. "You love this giant cock more than my son's, don't you?"
"Yes," she moaned. "His is average. Yours ruins me." She came again, grinding down hard, soaking my lap. I flipped her onto her back on the couch, hooked her legs over my shoulders, and fucked her deep and steady. The angle let me grind against her G-spot. She clawed my back and begged for more.
I pulled out, flipped her onto all fours, and took her from behind again. This time I spat on her asshole and worked a finger in while my cock pounded her pussy. She pushed back, taking both. When I was close I pulled out, pressed the fat head against her asshole, and eased in. She was tight but relaxed, letting my giant cock stretch her ass open. I fucked her ass slow and deep until she came from her fingers on her clit, then I filled her ass with another load.
We cleaned up with an old rag. She pulled her shorts back on, cum still leaking down her thigh. "Same time tomorrow?" she asked, already knowing the answer.
I just nodded, my giant cock twitching again at the thought. She smiled and left. I stood there in the garage, already planning how I'd bend her over the hood of my truck next time and make her scream.
