Mark had only been dating Jenna for two weeks when she first wrapped her hand around his cock and gasped. They were in his apartment after a quick dinner, clothes half off on the couch. She stared at it, thick and heavy in her palm, veins pulsing as it stiffened fully. "Fuck, it's huge," she muttered, stroking from base to tip without hesitation. Jenna was the new girl, fresh from a string of average exes, and she didn't waste time. She dropped to her knees right there, lips stretching wide as she took the head into her mouth, tongue swirling and sucking hard.
She worked it deeper each time, gagging but pushing on, spit dripping down her chin onto her tits. Mark groaned and grabbed her hair, feeding her more. Jenna moaned around the shaft, eyes watering but hungry. She pulled off just long enough to say, "I love how it fills my mouth. Give it to me." Then she went back down, bobbing fast, one hand pumping the base while the other rubbed her soaked pussy through her panties.
That first night set the tone. Jenna couldn't get enough. Every time they fucked, she begged for it rough and deep. She climbed on top in bed later, positioning her tight cunt over the fat head and sinking down slow. Her walls clenched as inch after inch stretched her open. "Goddamn, it's splitting me," she hissed, hips rocking until she bottomed out, his balls pressed against her ass. She rode hard, tits bouncing, nails digging into his chest. Each thrust made wet slapping sounds, her juices coating his shaft. Jenna came quick, pussy pulsing and squirting a little down his length, but she didn't stop. She flipped onto all fours and demanded he pound her from behind.
Mark slammed in balls-deep, gripping her hips. Jenna pushed back, taking every thick inch. "Harder, fuck me with that big cock," she growled. He did, slapping her ass red while her moans turned to screams. She reached back to spread her cheeks, showing him how her hole gripped him. When he pulled out and rubbed the head against her clit, she begged to taste herself on it again. Jenna sucked him clean, sloppy and loud, then climbed back on for another round.
Their days blurred into sex marathons. At work she'd text him pics of her fingers buried in her cunt, captioned "thinking about your cock stretching me." Nights she showed up eager, dropping her clothes at the door. One evening she rode him reverse on the floor, ass cheeks spread, watching her own pussy swallow his length in the mirror. "Look how it disappears inside me," she panted, grinding down until her clit rubbed his balls. Mark thrust up, making her scream and cream all over him. She loved when he flipped her and pinned her legs back, fucking straight into her g-spot with long, heavy strokes. Her belly bulged slightly from the size, and she touched it, moaning about how full she felt.
Jenna got vocal fast. She narrated every thrust. "Your big cock owns this pussy. Stretch it wider." She came multiple times per session, sometimes squirting across his stomach when he angled just right. After she sucked him off one morning, swallowing the load and licking her lips, she admitted it outright. "I never wanted dick this bad before. Yours is perfect. Thick, long, makes me lose it every time."
They tried everything. Shower sex with her leg hooked over his arm, water streaming while he buried it deep and she clawed his back. Kitchen counter where he bent her over and railed her until she knocked over dishes. Even quickies in the car, her bouncing on him in the driver's seat, panties pulled aside, moaning how she needed it right then. Jenna always came hardest when he went slow at first, letting her feel every ridge and vein drag along her walls, then sped up until she shook.
Weeks in, she still acted starved. One night she woke him at 3 a.m., already naked and straddling, guiding his half-hard cock into her slick heat. She rode him lazy and deep, whispering dirty praise. "Love waking up to this monster inside me. Fill me up." Mark gripped her ass and pumped until he flooded her, cum leaking out around his shaft as she kept moving, chasing another orgasm. She collapsed on his chest afterward, satisfied but already planning the next round.
Jenna never got bored. She bought toys to compare, but nothing matched. She told him straight one lazy Sunday, both sweaty and spent on the sheets. "This new girlfriend is hooked on your big cock. Don't ever stop fucking me like that." Mark smiled, already hardening again as she reached down to stroke him back to life. They went at it once more, her on top, slow and grinding, both knowing it was only the start of another long, filthy day.
