Fracture Fairy Fucktales Ch. 02

That morning Jack produced the hen to his mother who was fascinated with each egg it produced.

"This is it Jack, no more..." she trailed off trying to think of what to say to her son, "No more scrimping to get by. We can buy a better house, one over by the fields near that river you like."

Jack tried not to blush at the mention of the river, then it downed on him. They had no more animals to sell. The thought of not getting to plough her sweet pussy again made his body ache. He wondered what he could steal to make a permanent date with his furry troll under the bridge. The harp sprang to mind. A beautiful object that played sweet music for his sweet lover.

Jack made his finally trip up the beanstalk across the fields and into the castle. He saw no sign of the giant and hurried through the room to the harp. As he picked the delicate instrument up it began to sing. Jack panicked, forgetting that he was supposed to be sneaking around the room he stood and began to sprint for the window, harp muffled in the sack. He felt the hand on his shoulder before he knew the giant was behind him.

"So...," Andre's voice boomed and echoed in the room, "You are the human that has been stealing my property." Andre lifted Jack off the ground with one hand and drew him to his face. "What exactly should I do with you? What should your punishment be?"

Jack couldn't speak, he was fighting the urge to faint. With his eyes wide he could see the bulge growing in the groin of this giant. Andre could feel his cock getting excited at the prospect of getting to plough into someone once again. It had been so long since he felt the warm wetness of a tight hole around his shaft. Finally, Jack found his words.

"You don't want me," he stammered the words, fear showing in his voice, "I'm a virgin."

"Really?" Andre was not surprised at the young boy's comment, he was scrawny and could not anticipate any woman wanting him. "Then who should I want?"

Jack blurted out, "My mother!" before his head had considered what he was saying.

"Deal." Andre placed Jack back on the ground and tied him to the chair, "Where would I find this mother of yours?"

"At the base of your mountain." Jack had resigned himself to his and his mother's fate.

***

Maureen stood at the base of the beanstalk. She knew Jack had gone back up and waited to chastise him for being greedy. As she waited impatiently, she watched a large leaf float down to her. Landing at her feet she observed a patch of material attached to the stem. She gasped as she recognised the scrap of cloth, it was from Jack's shirt. Upon closer inspection Maureen saw writing on the leaf:

'I have your son. He stole my property. If you want him back come and claim him!'

Maureen hitched up her dress and began to climb, eager to save her boy from his captor.

***

Andre smelt her before he saw her and bellowed his warning,

"Fe Fi Fo Fum

I smell the blood of a human,

Be them standing or in my bed,

I'll spread their legs to take my head."

As she approached the castle Maureen could hear the deep voice and sensual rhyme of the giant. Her pussy spasmed at the sound. She knocked on the door and pushed it open to see her son tied to a chair, his mouth gagged and a giant of a man standing next to him.

She knew she should be concerned with Jack, but her eyes were drawn to the snake in the crotch of the man before her. She could feel her pussy weep at the sight of the monster before her. She breathed deep, trying to focus her attention and her voice. Andre could see her fascination with his cock and the knowledge made him grow harder in the confines of his jeans.

"What is the punishment for my son's misdeeds?" Maureen breathed the questions, barely able to take her eyes away from the growing lump between his legs.

Andre looked at her and rubbed his crotch. Maureen gulped and nodded, then indicated to Jack, "Not in front of my son," she mouthed. Andre led Maureen to a room at the back of the castle.

Maureen stepped into the dim room and was surprised to find candles lining the walls. The lone piece of visible furniture was a large bed that took up the centre of the room. Black curtains fell from the roof concealing parts of the walls. She moved to the curtains, pulling them aside. She gasped as she was presented with various sex toys and ties. Turning back to him, he smiled a sheepish smile, as though he was both embarrassed and aroused at her finding his toys.

His shyness made her smile and she walked over to him. At five foot nine her head could rest just below his chest his cock could easily rest in her hand without having to stoop. Andre shivered as she approached him. She was almost half his size and he began to wonder if this was even possible. He shed his shirt and dropped it to the floor, staring at her, waiting for her response. Maureen felt her pussy gush at the sight of his bare chest. He had a clump of coarse brown hair that spread over his muscular chest and well chiselled abs. His cock strained against his pants and she eagerly wanted to taste it.

Maureen reached out her hands and, keeping his gaze, released his throbbing muscle. His thick cock was a monster to her, protruding out from his body. She grasped it with both hands and felt him shiver. Dropping to her knees she guided the rod between her lips. Her mouth was wide taking the girth of him into her wet hole. For a moment she thought her mouth would tear to accommodate him, but she relaxed and fed the cock down her throat.

Andre watched as his pole disappeared into her mouth. The warm wet cavern sent electricity through his stomach and into his balls. It had been so long since he had been touched this way, he knew he would not take long. He resisted the urge to fuck her face knowing he was already stretching her mouth to its limit. Her tongue flicked over the head of his nob, each flick making his cock twitch and the sensations build in his balls.

She felt his cock twitch and her experience told her he was close. Her pussy ached to be filled by this monster and she slid a hand between her legs, rubbing her clit. Pulling back from him, she removed his pole from her mouth. Her tongue ran the length of the shaft, tip to balls and back again. She stood and led him to the bed by his cock, pushing him onto the mattress and straddling his hips.

Slowly she slid his cock into her saturated pussy. Inch by inch his muscle filled her, stretched her. The pleasure mixed with the pain of her cunt tearing to accommodate him. She lowered herself down and took as much of him inside her as she could. All movement stopped as her body adjusted to the invasion, then her rocking began. Small motions of her hips produced an exquisite friction for both of them. She felt the tingle of orgasm rising in her toes. She had never cum just from sex but this giant cock was touching places no one ever had. She rode his cock, pulling him out and driving him back in till her body convulsed with an intense orgasm.

Andre closed his eyes and savoured the feel of her tight pussy devouring his cock. It took all his strength not to burst right then and there. He knew he was causing her pain, but she didn't stop, which only turned him on more. As her hips began to pump his cock, he felt the tingling rising rapidly from his balls. Her pussy grabbed his cock as her orgasm flooded her body and he couldn't hold on any longer. He grabbed her hips and exploded into her. His hot cum slamming against the walls of her cunt.

Maureen groaned as he filled her, every inch of her. As her orgasm subsided she fell next to him, his cock popping out of her tight pussy. They lay together, panting, satisfied. Eventually he rolled onto his side and smiled at her.

"Thank you."

"No, thank you, that was amazing." Maureen was in awe of his ability to make her cum so easily. "Can we do that again?"

Andre grinned, "Perhaps your son's punishment should continue indefinitely. Would that suit?"

Maureen leaned in and captured Andre's lips in a passionate kiss. Her talented tongue found and caressed the long length of his. She caught her breath thinking how useful that tongue could be. "If that is what you think, he needs to learn a lesson," she smiled at him.

***

Maureen moved into the castle leaving Jack the house and a weekly allowance. As far as Jack knew his mother had offered herself to save his life. All he could think of was the fun he would have with his troll whenever he wanted.