Chapter 12 – How To Punish An Ex II R18

Chapter 12: Chapter 12 – How To Punish An Ex II R18

Tatiana did as she was told.

She climbed onto the couch on her hands and knees, arching her back so her ass stayed high. The black lace panties she still wore were already damp.

Jesse stepped behind her. Instead of pushing inside, he hooked his fingers into the waistband of the panties and dragged them down her thighs. The fabric caught for a second on the wetness between her legs before he pulled them free and tossed them aside.

He spread her open with one hand and pressed two fingers against her clit.

Tatiana jolted.

Jesse rubbed in slow, firm circles. She was tighter than he expected. Drier than she needed to be for what was coming. He kept working her, feeling the little bud swell under his touch. Despite the tension in her shoulders, her body started responding. Slickness gathered against his fingers.

She made a small, surprised sound.

Jesse slid two fingers into her. Her walls clenched hard around the sudden stretch. A low moan slipped out of her mouth before she could stop it.

Jesse laughed under his breath. He reached around with his free hand, grabbed one of her breasts, and squeezed while he pumped his fingers deeper.

"You want more than my fingers, don’t you, slut?"

Tatiana stayed silent.

He pushed a third finger in. The stretch made her gasp. He curled them and thrust harder.

"I asked you a question."

"...Yes," she whispered. "Yes, Jesse. I want more than your fingers."

Jesse smiled. He worked her for another full minute, dragging wet sounds out of her, until her thighs were trembling and her pussy was dripping down onto the couch cushion. Then he pulled his fingers free.

He reached into his pocket, pulled out his wallet, and took the condom he had kept there for exactly this kind of possibility. He didn’t trust that she was clean. He wasn’t taking chances.

Tatiana stayed in position, breathing hard, dreading what was next even as her body betrayed her. She was soaked, but the size of him still felt impossible.

Jesse rolled the condom on, then stepped up behind her. He dragged the thick head of his cock up and down her entrance, smearing her wetness over himself. Every time she tensed like he was about to push in, he pulled back and kept teasing.

Then, when her muscles finally loosened for half a second, he slammed all the way in.

Tatiana screamed.

"AHH—!"

Her hands clawed at the couch cushions. Her whole body tried to lurch forward, away from the brutal stretch. Jesse locked an arm around her hips and held her in place. He gripped the back of her neck with his other hand and leaned over her, lips close to her ear.

"Don’t run. You can take it. You can take it."

"It’s too big for me—"

"You’re already taking it."

He stayed buried to the root, letting her walls flutter and clamp around the sudden invasion. When the worst of the shock eased, he started thrusting. Slow at first. Deep. Dragging almost all the way out before sliding back into the hilt. Her pussy made wet, struggling sounds as it tried to adjust to him.

Damn! Andrew must be packing a very small package down there if Tatiana is this tight, Jesse thought to himself.

It didn’t take long for the friction to turn slick. Her body gave up fighting the size and started producing even more cream. Jesse felt it coat him. He picked up the pace.

Harder.

Faster.

The wet slap of his hips against her ass filled the living room. Tatiana kept trying to edge forward, trying to take less of him, but Jesse only drove in deeper. His grip on her neck tightened. Her moans rose from choked little gasps into loud, helpless sounds.

Then he felt it—her hips started moving back to meet him.

She was pushing onto his cock now.

Jesse growled and fucked her harder. The couch creaked under them. Her cream coated his shaft and dripped down her thighs. Every thrust punched a fresh cry out of her.

He pulled out without warning.

Tatiana whimpered at the sudden emptiness.

"On your back," Jesse ordered. "I want to see your face when I ruin you."

She turned over on shaky arms and lay back against the cushions. Her legs fell open. Her pussy was flushed and shiny, still stretched from him.

Jesse climbed between her thighs, lined himself up, and sank all the way in again in one long thrust. Tatiana’s eyes squeezed shut. Her mouth fell open. She still hadn’t fully adjusted.

He didn’t give her time.

He started ramming into her hard and fast, the new angle letting him go even deeper. One hand braced beside her head. The other grabbed and squeezed her breasts, thumbs rough over her nipples. Her tits bounced with every brutal stroke. The wet sound of their bodies colliding filled the apartment.

Tatiana’s moans turned high and broken. Her nails dug into his forearms. Her walls started fluttering and clamping down hard.

Jesse felt his own orgasm coiling tight at the base of his spine. He fucked her through it, relentless, until her whole body seized and she came with a choked scream, creaming all over his cock. The tight, rhythmic squeezing pulled him over the edge a few thrusts later. He buried himself as deep as he could and emptied into the condom with a low, guttural groan.

For a long moment the only sound was both of them breathing hard.

Tatiana looked wrecked. Hair stuck to her face. Mascara ruined. Thighs trembling. Chest rising and falling too fast.

Jesse was still hard inside her.

He pulled out, tied off the condom, and stood.

"I’m going to take a shower and get ready for work," he said, voice calm again. "You’re coming with me."

Tatiana stared at him, exhausted. "Jesse... I can’t—"

"Get up."

She hesitated, then pushed herself off the couch on unsteady legs. She followed him down the short hallway into the bathroom, arms wrapped around herself.

Jesse turned on the shower, then looked at her.

"Face the wall."

Tatiana’s eyes widened. She opened her mouth like she might argue, then closed it again. She turned and placed her hands on the cool tile.

Jesse stepped up behind her, already rolling on a second condom. He kicked her feet farther apart, lined himself up, and pushed back into her from behind in one smooth, deep stroke.

She gasped, forehead dropping against the wall.

Jesse’s hands settled on her hips.

"We are going to make up for all the time you said no," he said quietly, and started moving again.