First Day of Training

It was like a kiss. Right now, at the beginning of it, a shy, exploratory kiss, closed lips tenderly rubbing up and down a probing tip.

They had mirrored these movements before, with her mouth, his fingers. But now, it felt so raw, so vibrant and tender. Millions of nerves bumping up to each and meshing through layers of slick, dripping lust.

She watched in awe as his hips drew and pulled his massive, semi-hard cock through her pussy. He made small circles with his meat, dragging the thick, heavy log back and forth, tugging her labia open and stroking over her swelling clit.

Just the weight of his floppy, tightening dick- fuck, it felt so heavy draped over its prize. As it began to lift into an erection, he contracted the muscles right at the base and bounced it up and down over her waiting fuck hole. Her hips started to move and shift frantically. His huge dick built momentum, slapping and bouncing back up off her groin, thick strands of her lubrication following and cushioning each SMACK.

That swollen cock head was slapping against her clit, over and over, sending her eyes back into her head and her breath into her throat, as his hands kneaded her taut little nipples.

And then it fell quiet. The rhythm froze as he angled himself down against her and stopped pumping his abdomen.

His shaft was thick enough that even resting against her, with no movement behind it, it started the process of spreading her open. Just those shy, slippery lips, pushed to either side. As he split her so effortlessly with just his girth, she couldn't help but rock gently. It felt like a foot of throbbing, veiny dick was sliding up and down her cunt.

And she hadn't even felt his balls yet.

He smirked down at her, grin like a predator over powering her brain.

"Want to see how deep I'll be in you?" She closed her eyes and nodded.

"Hold you hand on your stomach where you think I'll bottom out."

She couldn't help but obey. The fingers of her right hand drifted down over her belly button, then another few inches down.

He unceremoniously thrust up into her hand. The force of it took her by complete surprise. His balls still weren't resting on her cunt, and he had already reached her estimate of his length. He leaned down, pressed her hand into her stomach while fucking against it, pushing it up further and further onto her stomach.

Her legs wrapped around his ass, pushing the head of his cock up into the precum coating her palm, and grinding the heft of his balls into her wet taint. She pushed and flexed and humped him further into her palm, pushing a final half inch before she stopped, shuddered, and came against his heavy sack.

It took a minute for her to regain her senses, but the first thing she noticed was the hot, huge cock tip pressed into her palm. And how far up it was on her torso. It looked nearly to her ribs!

"Fuck- fuck, sir, please tell me you'll cum in me."

A laugh burst out of him at the rasp tugging at the edge of her voice. He was winning. She felt him pull his cock back, then slam it back up against her hand. Her eyes rolled back again at the impact and bounce of his weighty swinging balls spreading her out.

"How big are you?" She moaned into his ear.

"You'll have plenty of time to think about that while I'm training you. Don't worry, once I get you trained, you'll be addicted to massive cocks for the rest of your life."

Another thrust. "Always looking for something bigger to push you even farther."

"But every cock you find?" Another thrust.

"Every man that seeds you?" A stream of cum dribbles out.

"You're going to think of me. Every gulp of cum into that pretty womb?" His hand presses into uterus.

"I'm going to leave you a sloppy mess for them."

They come back to the kiss. But this time, he wasn't teasing her. He was going to sink into her and stretch her.

He pinned her shoulders down, steadying her under him. Her tight hole was already flexing against his leaking head. He savored this moment- the anticipation before breaking the seal. The gentle sucking on his tip that predicted the involuntary suction of her cervix as she drank his cum up into her.

If he could have, he would have slid balls deep in her in one motion. But to enslave her to his monster dick? He needed her to feel the slow domination of her breeding hole.

He also couldn't physically push in any faster than he was going, which was a snail's pace.

She was tight. She was practically pushing back around the tip of his hulking fuck slab.

"I'm going to love fucking you wide open"

There was a ring to penetrate through, and he forced his way in with a little POP. Her hole suddenly trying so hard to milk his cock. It was shaking and throbbing all around him.

After a few minutes, they managed to move just deep enough for him to give her best orgasm of her life.

He knew he was done when he felt the spongey, soft ridged fibers of her g spot.

It had been a struggle to get this deep, but he was ready to tease her into a frenzy by hitting just the edge of that incredibly sensitive area.

"This is as deep as we'll go today."

"Please, please fuck me deeper."

"No." His smile tightened as he held himself just a few inches inside her as she wriggled and struggled to take more.

He held her down, forcefully. Then pulled out just as slowly as he went in. Every centimeter of the ridge if his head dragging against the folds of her little pussy felt euphoric.

Just as her wet grip slipped from around him, he pushed back in, driving her wide in a fraction of the time as the first entry. He pushed in exactly as deep as he'd made it the first time and grunted as he effectively bottomed out against her contracting tightness.

He rutted, always to the same exact depth. She'd have to cum before she'd loosen anymore.

He looked down. As deep as he was, there was still plenty of room to pump his fists up and down the length outside her fuck tunnel as he fucked her.

He counted each delirious, euphoric thrust. 30 strokes before he came.

30 strokes of buildup until he had so much cum rolling down his cock, pushed by every muscle in his body, swelling through him.

Her toes curled and her eyes crossed as she felt him thicken impossibly inside her. She was already stretched over him, but this was where she got hooked. The rolling gush of cum about to shoot into her cunt flooded her mind first, and the seconds of anticipation before her first hit felt eternal.

She was cumming like a little slut because he was breeding her. Fuck, fuck fuck all she could do was seize and grind and hump down to coax his cum up to her womb.

She came to with just the tip of his cock held by the tight ring of her vaginal entrance. It was so firmly stuck, it almost seemed like a seal had formed, like she was destined to be tied to his monster forever.

It was a few minutes before he wrenched himself out of her spent pussy. A sticky glob of jizz rolled out of the tip and onto her stomach.

"Because you still haven't been able to take my entire size, I'm going to have to ruin you every single day until I can fit."

Shortly after that, he cleaned up, put his cock away, and left. She needed some recovery time, and he needed to go to work.

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She had no idea how much time had passed since he'd left. She barely remembered pulling her laptop out from under the bed.

it was a blur, a compulsion that had her fingers absentmindedly swirling his leftover cum over her thighs. She didn't consciously intend to google "gaping", but she was desperate to see what came up.

None of the dicks were as big as his. She looked for videos of men bulging out of their pants, bulging out of women's stomachs, double penetration, knotting. Anything big. anything to balidate the near religious experience she'd had when he jetted his load into her fertile cunt.

Every thrust she watched, she felt him ramming up into her. Torturously shallow, but impossibly wide. She didn't remember undoing her pants, but she was suddenly knuckle deep in her orgasming little pussy, riding her own slim fingers and calling his name.

"Jon, Jon, please ruin me, fuck me open fuck me open."

She fell into grunts, but let herself think every thought that came through.

'Day after day, inch by mind numbing inch, split me over your cock. Gape me, fuck me into a loose cock sleeve.'

"Oh, god..." she was convulsing with her eyes closed, not sure if she was awake or unconscious. Drool spilled from her lips onto her pillow as she came for him.

She fucked herself until she blacked out in a dream of pleasure. She woke up to the vibration of her phone on the dresser.

"Work- fuck."

The day oscillated between small distractions and violent fantasies of him forcing her to take more of his cock in the dressing rooms, in the break room, on her manager's desk.

He texted her all day. Pictures of his hand wrapped around his cock. A picture of a condom stretched almost to breaking over him, bulging and leaking down a big bubble of cum at the end.

Every message fueled her fantasies.

"Are you ready for me to fuck your brains out?"

"How far do you think I'll get today before you give up, slut?"

"You're my little cum dump. Text me that I'm your master and you want my cum."

The dirtier he texted, the more she squirmed while she worked. She couldn't take it, and snuck away to write a reply.

"I want you to cum in me, sir. I'm your little condom. Stretch me over your huge cock and make me swell up."

His response made her heart drop, then thrum double time.

It was a video of her. A familiar setting. Her own bedroom. Her sitting on her bed, scrolling her computer. Typing. Scrolling. Gingerly touching her neck, her breasts. More typing.

The screen switches to a recording of an internet browser. The blinking cursor appears in the search bar. Gaping videos. Stomach bulge videos. Knotting. Everything she searched last night. Recorded. Every moment of her touching herself. She watched mesmerized as her lips began to move. Her sound was off, but she remembered every word.

"Ruin me."

"Until I fit."

"Stretch me open."

"Come over. Now."