Craving More (Lisa Snowdon)

[Ellessio]

Disclaimer: This did not happen. Fantasy is legal.

Codes: MF, Oral, Anal, Titwank

Craving More

"You're not going to believe who I met," Lisa exclaimed to her best friend, Rachel, as they sipped on their afternoon lattes at the local coffee shop. Rachel leaned in, her curiosity piqued by the mischievous glint in Lisa's eyes.

"What's the juicy gossip?" Rachel asked, her eyes widening in anticipation.

"His name is Dean," Lisa began, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper. "I was at Sainsbury's, minding my own business, when this guy comes up to me, tall, dark, and handsome. He had this air of confidence that was just..." She took a deep breath, her cheeks flushing slightly. "He said I looked like I could use some help carrying my bags to the car."

Rachel raised an eyebrow, "And you took the bait?"

"Well, I wasn't expecting much, but something about him just... did it for me," Lisa admitted, a hint of a smile playing on her lips. "So, we chatted while he helped me out to the car, and I could feel the chemistry. It was like he knew exactly what I needed."

"And what do you need, pray tell?" Rachel teased, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

Lisa leaned in closer, her voice barely above a murmur. "Well, let's just say he might have what it takes to fill the... void in my life." She took a moment to let that hang in the air, savouring Rachel's look of shock. "He has a cock that would make a porn star jealous."

"But what about George, Lis?" Rachel asked, setting her cup down with a clatter.

Lisa nodded, "I know, but it's complicated. George is lovely, but... well, let's just say he's not exactly a stallion in the sack." Rachel's eyes widened even more as she took in her friend's words. "I've been feeling so... unsatisfied, Rach. And Dean, he's like a walking, talking fantasy."

"But you don't even know for sure he does have a big...penis." Rachel said, still trying to wrap her head around the situation.

Lisa giggled, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Oh, I know," she said with a knowing smile. "We had a little video call, and let's just say he didn't disappoint." Rachel's jaw dropped. "He's got this cock, Rach, it's massive! And it's all for me. If I want it." she added with a dreamy sigh.

"And you want it?" Rachel managed to ask, her voice a mix of shock and excitement.

"Oh, I do," Lisa replied, a hungry look in her eyes.

Rachel leaned back in her chair, sipping her latte thoughtfully. "But be careful, Lis. If George finds out..."

Lisa nodded, her mind racing with the possibilities. "I know, but I can't help it. I've never felt this... excited. And Dean, he's just... so raw and dominating."

Rachel nodded, her expression a mix of concern and fascination.

"Just be sure you know what you're getting into," Rachel cautioned, her voice gentle but firm.

Lisa nodded thoughtfully, her eyes glazed over with desire as she remembered the way Dean had looked at her through the screen. "I know," she said, "but I think I can handle it."

Days turned into weeks, and the thought of Dean's massive cock consumed Lisa's every waking moment. She found herself touching herself more often, thinking of the way he had filled the screen with his manhood. Her boyfriend, oblivious to her wandering thoughts, had noticed a new vibrancy in her step, but had no idea of the real reason behind it.

Finally, unable to resist the siren's call of her desires, Lisa decided to take the plunge. She sent Dean a text, inviting him over.

The moment she hit send, a thrill of excitement and trepidation shot through her. What was she doing? Was this a mistake? But the memory of his thick, veiny cock and the way he had looked at her, like a hungry predator eyeing its prey, was too much to ignore. She needed this.

Dean's response was swift, a simple "I'll be there" that sent her heart racing. She couldn't believe it was happening. She spent hours preparing for his arrival, her stomach a knot of anticipation. The doorbell finally rang, and her pulse skyrocketed. She took a deep breath and opened the door to reveal a grinning Dean, dressed casually but exuding a raw sexuality that made her knees weak.

"Hey, gorgeous," he said, his voice a deep rumble that seemed to resonate in the pit of her stomach. He stepped inside, his eyes immediately drawn to her chest, and she felt a thrill at his obvious approval.  Without wasting any more time, Lisa reached up and pulled him into a passionate kiss, her body pressing against his. She could feel his cock hardening against her, and she moaned into his mouth, her hands already reaching for his belt. Dean's hands found her hips, pulling her closer, and she could feel the heat of his breath on her neck as he kissed her with an intensity that left her lightheaded.

They stumbled through the hallway, their clothes coming off in a frantic dance of lust. By the time they reached the bedroom, Lisa was already naked, her breasts bouncing with every step she took. Dean quickly followed suit, and she couldn't help but gasp when she saw his cock in all its glory, standing proud and thick, just as she had remembered from their video call. It was even bigger than she had imagined, and she felt a flutter of excitement and fear in her belly.

"I need to suck it." she moaned, and fell to her knees before him.

Dean's eyes widened with pleasure as Lisa took his cock in her hand, stroking it gently before wrapping her soft, full lips around the tip. He watched as she eagerly took more and more of his length into her mouth, her cheeks hollowing with each bob. Her tongue danced around the sensitive head, teasing and licking as she worked him to full hardness.

He groaned, his hands finding her hair and guiding her movements, setting a rhythm that made his hips thrust involuntarily. Lisa's eyes were closed, her focus solely on pleasing him, her hand pumping the base of his shaft in time with her mouth. The feeling was exquisite, and he knew he wouldn't last much longer.

"Enough," he grunted, pulling her to her feet. "I want to feel those tits."

Lisa's eyes snapped open, and she nodded eagerly, stepping back to allow him to fully appreciate her body. Dean's eyes raked over her, lingering on her large, natural breasts. He stepped closer, reaching out to cup them in his hands, his thumbs flicking over her erect nipples. She gasped, arching her back to give him better access, her eyes never leaving his. He sucked on her nipples, one and then the other, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin until she was writhing with pleasure.

With a growl, Dean scooped her up and laid her on the bed, his cock bobbing with excitement. Lisa spread her legs, welcoming him, her pussy already slick with anticipation. He positioned himself between her thighs, the head of his cock nudging at her entrance. She was so wet, so ready for him, and she could feel the pressure building as he pushed in. Inch by glorious inch, he filled her up, stretching her in a way she hadn't felt in years.

"Oh, fuck," she breathed, her eyes rolling back in her head. "You're so big."

Dean smirked, his grip on her hips tightening. "You're going to love this," he promised, and with one powerful thrust, he buried himself to the hilt inside her. Lisa's eyes snapped open, and she let out a scream that was equal parts pleasure and pain. It had been so long since she had felt this full, this alive. He didn't give her time to adjust, pulling out almost entirely before slamming back in, his cock hitting her g-spot with every stroke. She bucked her hips, desperate for more, her hands clawing at the bed sheets.

Dean pounded her with a ferocity that was both thrilling and slightly terrifying. Lisa's tits bounced in time with his thrusts, and she could feel her orgasm building, tightening her core with every stroke. She wrapped her legs around him, urging him deeper, needing to feel every inch of him inside her. His rhythm was unrelenting, his cock hitting her in all the right places, sending waves of pleasure crashing through her body.

As the intensity grew, Lisa could feel her orgasm approaching, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She knew she was going to cum hard, and she was going to make sure Dean knew it. "I'm going to come," she screamed, her voice hoarse with passion. "Oh, God, your cock is so big!"

Dean's response was a grunt of effort, his strokes growing faster and harder. He was close too, she could feel it in the way his body tensed around her.

"Come for me," he growled, his eyes locked on hers. "Let me feel it."

And with that, Lisa's orgasm hit her like a freight train, her body convulsing around his cock as she came hard. The sensation was so intense that she almost didn't notice Dean's own release, his cock pulsing deep inside her as he shot his load, filling her completely. They lay there, panting and sweaty, for what felt like an eternity, their bodies still joined.

Finally, with a groan, Dean pulled out, collapsing beside her. Lisa could feel his cum trickling out of her, down her thighs, and the feeling was oddly satisfying. She rolled onto her side, looking at him with a mix of awe and satiation. "That was... amazing," she murmured, her voice still shaky from the aftershocks of pleasure.

Dean grinned, his chest heaving with exertion. "Damn right it was," he said, reaching over to cup one of her breasts. "Those tits of yours are fucking perfect."

Lisa couldn't help but beam at the compliment, her hand idly playing with the sticky mess oozing out of her pussy. "So, what now?" she asked, her voice still a bit breathless.

"I get hard again and fuck those tits." Dean's voice was gruff, his eyes never leaving her chest.

Lisa's heart skipped a beat, and she felt her pussy clench with renewed desire. "What?" she asked, a mix of surprise and excitement in her tone.

"You heard me," Dean said, his voice low and smoky. "You're going to titty wank me until I cum all over your gorgeous tits."

Lisa's eyes widened with excitement at the thought. She had never done anything like that before, but with Dean, she felt like she could explore all her darkest desires. She leaned over, her breasts hanging heavily, and took his still-hard cock in her hand, guiding it to her mouth.

"Mm, you taste so good," she murmured before swirling her tongue around the tip. She knew he was watching her, his eyes glued to her full, pink lips as they wrapped around his cock. She took him in deep, feeling him hit the back of her throat, and she could see the pleasure etched on his face. She loved the way he filled her mouth, the way he dominated her with his size.

As she worked him with her mouth, her thoughts drifted to what was to come. The idea of him coming on her tits was both thrilling and a little daunting. She had never done anything like this before, but with Dean, she was eager to try. She felt a rush of excitement and arousal at the thought of being so... used.

Dean's cock grew even harder in her mouth, and she knew he was getting close again. She pulled back, smiling up at him as she lay back, offering her tits to him.

"Fuck my tits." she murmured, her voice a seductive purr that made Dean's cock throb even more. He didn't need any further invitation. He straddled her, his cock standing tall and proud, glistening with her saliva. He slid it between her cleavage and began to thrust, watching with hungry eyes as her ample breasts engulfed his shaft.

Lisa felt a thrill of excitement as she watched him take control, his movements growing more urgent. She squeezed her tits together, creating a warm, tight channel for him to slide through. Her nipples were sensitive from his earlier attentions, and the friction sent jolts of pleasure through her body. He pumped his hips faster and faster, his cock sliding smoothly through her cleavage, leaving a trail of precum that glistened in the soft light.

"Oh, fuck, yes," she whispered, her eyes glazed with lust. "I want you to come all over me."

Dean's eyes narrowed with determination, his strokes becoming more frenzied as he approached climax. The sight of Lisa's tits jiggling and her face flushed with pleasure was too much to resist. He felt his balls tighten and knew he was about to blow his load. With one final, powerful thrust, he pulled out and erupted, spurts of hot cum arcing through the air to cover her breasts and neck. Lisa gasped, her body trembling with the intensity of her own pleasure as she watched him come.

He grinned down at her, his chest heaving with exertion. "You're one hot cougar, Lisa," he said, his voice filled with satisfaction.

Lisa couldn't help but laugh, feeling a sense of desire wash over her. She sat up, her cum-covered breasts bouncing slightly, and reached for him. "More," she whispered, her voice hoarse with need.

Dean's grin grew even wider as he took in the sight of her. He leaned down, capturing her mouth in a kiss that was just as passionate as their first, his tongue delving deep as his hands cupped her tits, the warmth of his cum a stark contrast to the coolness of the room. Lisa moaned into the kiss, her hands running over his muscular back, feeling the power in his body.

Breaking the kiss, Dean sat back on his haunches, his cock still rock-hard. He took a moment to admire the mess he had made of her, her tits glistening with his seed.

With surprising agility for a man his size, he flipped Lisa onto her stomach, her ass in the air. "You want more?" he asked, his hand smacking her cheek playfully. "You're going to get more."

Lisa's pulse quickened as she felt the bed shift with his movements. The anticipation was almost unbearable, but she knew from the way he was handling her that Dean was a man who liked to be in charge. And she was more than happy to let him take the lead.

"You want up your arse?" Dean's question was part statement, part challenge, and Lisa felt a jolt of excitement and fear at the idea. She had never been with a man who was so... unapologetic about his desires. She felt a thrill at the thought of giving in to his dominance, of letting him take her in every way possible.

"Yes," she murmured, her voice a mix of excitement and trepidation. "But I need you to go slow."

Dean chuckled, his hand sliding down her spine to cup her ass. "Don't worry, baby, I'll take good care of you."

Lisa felt a thrill of excitement at his words, her body already preparing itself for the new sensation. She heard him spit on his hand before it trailed down her crack, his thumb circling her tight hole. She took a deep breath, bracing herself for the intrusion.

"Relax," he murmured, his voice low and commanding. "Let me in."

Lisa took a deep breath and pushed back slightly, feeling the tip of his cock press against her tight hole. She tensed for a moment before willing herself to relax, and with a gentle push, he began to enter her. The feeling was strange, almost painful at first, but as he pushed in further, she began to feel a new kind of pleasure. It was like nothing she had ever experienced before, a mix of discomfort and euphoria that had her toes curling.

Dean was true to his word, moving slowly and deliberately, giving her time to adjust to his size. His hands gripped her hips tightly, guiding her movements as he pushed in and out, his massive cock stretching her with every thrust. Lisa's eyes squeezed shut, her mouth forming a silent "Oh" as she tried to process the sensations. It was intense, overwhelming, but she found herself pushing back against him, urging him deeper.

"Fuck, you're tight," Dean groaned, his voice strained with effort.

Lisa's response was a whimper, her body tightening around his thick cock as he inched further into her. The initial pain had given way to a deep, pulsating need that was building with every stroke. "Don't stop," she begged, her voice muffled by the pillow she was biting into.

Dean's grip on her hips tightened, his thrusts becoming more deliberate as he claimed her ass. He watched with hooded eyes as her body moved with his, her breasts bouncing with every push. The sight was too much for him to handle, and he reached around, finding her clit with his thumb. He began to rub it in slow, lazy circles, watching as she squirmed beneath him, her breaths coming in short, sharp gasps.

Lisa's eyes snapped open, and she looked back at him over her shoulder, her eyes wild with desire. "Oh, God, yes," she moaned, her voice thick with need. The combination of his cock in her ass and his thumb on her clit was driving her insane. She had never felt so full, so completely claimed.

Dean's eyes held hers as he picked up the pace, his thumb moving faster and harder, pressing down on her clit just the way she liked it. She could feel her orgasm building, her body tightening around him. "Cum for me, baby," he growled, his strokes growing more powerful. "Let me hear you scream."

The words were like a trigger, and Lisa did just that, her body convulsing as she came, her pussy clenching around his thumb as her ass clamped down on his cock. The sensation was indescribable, sending waves of pleasure through her that seemed to go on forever. Dean grunted, his own orgasm close, his strokes growing erratic.

"Fuck, you're going to make me cum," he groaned, his voice strained with passion.

"Cum in my mouth." Lisa panted, turning to face him, her eyes glazed with lust. "I want to taste you!"

"You dirty bitch!" Dean exclaimed, his eyes dark with lust as he pulled out of her ass. He flipped her onto her back, her legs still shaking from the intense orgasm. He positioned himself over her, his cock, slick with their combined juices, hovering above her face. Lisa eagerly opened her mouth, her tongue flicking out to taste him.

With a grunt, he began to fuck her face, his hips bucking as he thrust in and out of her mouth. She took him deep, her cheeks hollowing with each suck, her hands gripping his thighs for leverage. Rachel's warning was a distant memory now, drowned out by the all-consuming need for Dean's cum. She felt his thighs tense, and she knew he was close.

Suddenly, he pulled out, his cock bobbing just out of reach. "You want it?" he asked, his voice thick with desire.

"I need it!" she begged, her voice desperate and filled with urgency.

Dean chuckled darkly, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. He leaned in, the tip of his cock brushing against her eager lips. "Beg for it, then."

"Please," Lisa moaned, her voice thick with need. "Cum in my mouth, Dean. I need to taste you."

Dean's grin grew even more wicked as he positioned himself above her once more, his cock poised at her open lips. He began to pump his hips, his cock sliding in and out of her mouth with ease. Lisa's eyes watered, but she didn't care. All she could focus on was the feeling of his thick shaft filling her mouth, the head of his cock hitting the back of her throat with each thrust. She could feel his orgasm building, his cock pulsing with every stroke.

With a final, powerful thrust, Dean erupted, filling her mouth with his hot, salty cum. Lisa swallowed eagerly, her eyes never leaving his as she took every drop, savouring the taste of him. He groaned with pleasure, his body shaking with the force of his release.

As he collapsed beside her, spent and satisfied, Lisa felt a sense of triumph.

She met Rachel a few days later, back in the coffee shop.

"So, how was it?" Rachel's eyes were wide with anticipation, her voice a whisper.

Lisa took a sip of her coffee, a knowing smile playing on her lips. "It was... incredible," she replied, her cheeks flushing slightly.

Rachel leaned in, her curiosity piqued. "Really?"

Lisa's smile grew, a wicked glint in her eye. "Imagine the biggest cock you've ever seen," she began, her voice low and sultry. Rachel's eyes widened, and she nodded for her to continue. "Now, imagine that cock shagging you like you've never been shagged before. That's how intense it was."

Rachel's cheeks reddened, and she took a sip of her coffee, trying to play it cool. But the image was clear in her mind, and she couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy. "Wow," she murmured. "That sounds... amazing."

Lisa nodded, her eyes glazed with the memory of the encounter. "It was," she said. "But it's also complicated. I can't stop thinking about him, about that cock."

Rachel raised an eyebrow. "Complicated how?"

Lisa sighed, her gaze drifting to the door of the coffee shop as if expecting Dean to walk in at any moment. "Because now, I'm just going through the motions with George. It's not that he has a small cock, because he doesn't. He's actually well above average. But..." she trailed off.

"But it's not the same," Rachel finished for her, her expression a mix of understanding and concern.

Lisa nodded, her eyes meeting Rachel's. "It's not just about size," she admitted. "It's the way Dean makes me feel... so desired, so...controlled."

Rachel's expression grew more serious. "Be careful, Lisa," she said, her voice gentle but firm. "You don't want to lose what you have with George."

Lisa nodded, knowing Rachel was right. "I know. And Dean is not boyfriend material." she said, her voice a little sad. "But I can't help it. I just... I crave that intensity."

Rachel reached over and took her hand, giving it a squeeze. "I get it," she said. "But you need to think about what you really want. Is this just a phase or are you willing to risk everything for a bigger cock?"

Lisa's eyes searched Rachel's, looking for judgment, but finding only understanding. "I don't know," she admitted. "But I can't ignore the way I feel when I'm with Dean. It's like nothing else matters."

Rachel squeezed her hand again. "Then maybe you need to talk to George," she suggested. "See if you can spice things up."

Lisa took a deep breath, considering Rachel's advice. "I don't know if he can... give me what I need," she said hesitantly. "It's just not in his personality."

Rachel nodded, her expression sympathetic. "Well, then you need to decide what's more important to you," she said. "The comfort and security of what you have with George or the wild, intense passion with Dean."

"I wish I could have both." Lisa sighed, taking a sip of coffee, and staring out the window as the rain began to fall.