4 comments/ 58872 views/ 13 favorites Powerfucking By: masobitch "Boy, tonight you're on your own again," Kevin's stepmom reminded him with barely hidden glee. The oversexed, overdeveloped thirty-two year old musclebitch and her equally oversexed, overdeveloped, musclebitch-fucker stepson were on a week-long college tour during Spring Break week, and they were about to finish dinner at a local diner in Madison, Wisconsin. "I remember. But what are your plans?" he asked sarcastically. Kevin was well aware what Trish had in mind for herself, at least in general terms. To get herself fucked as quickly and as hard as possible! By a man if at all possible – if not by a woman. Madison was about to experience the unbridled lust of two of the McKenzie clan! It wasn't the first town and neither of them expected it would be the last – the University of Wisconsin was the mid-point of their trip. Kevin was 18, a tall, ripped stud who knew what he wanted and how to get it: tits and cunt. One small and the other huge – but not in that order! His dad was back home, trusting his second wife as Kevin's chaperone and tripmeister (while banging his secretary once upon arriving at work and once before leaving – but that is a different story). Trish did a pretty good job at the latter, getting the two of them from city to city and arranging for the campus tours, etc. And Kevin thought she did a pretty good job with the former too, mainly by turning him loose most nights to ravage and pillage the resident pulchritude. That means: to fuck the hot co-eds! Kevin reached down below the table to shift his dick slightly. The thought of the night about to begin started the blood flowing to his oversized prong. Half a pint had moved there in the last few seconds, rushing to fill his cockbarrel. The stacked waitress leaning over him every few minutes was helping the cause. One of her tits had brushed his head a few minutes earlier, and it didn't appear to be an accident! His crotch adjustment didn't go unnoticed by Trish – not much ever did. She was as sharp as she was lewd, and as crude as she was built. "You already stiff, stud? Maybe you should show the bitch what you have in there." She cocked her head toward the twitching ass of the wonton waitress as she sashayed away from them. Trish knew very well what he had "in there" – they had been fucking behind the back of Kevin's dad for two years! "Trish, she must be close to 30; what would I want with a broad that ancient?" he said with as straight a face as he could muster. He knew, and he knew Trish knew he knew, how hot and horny a woman that age can be. Trish didn't say anything in response. But looking stern, she reached under the table, and took hold of as much of Kevin's shaft as she could through his jeans. Her strong hand began to squeeze the massive dong as she looked into his eyes, her grip slowly tightening. She kept up the pressure, her bicep bulging, applying far more pressure than most women could attain, and far more than most men could take. She could feel his pulse through the denim. Kevin just grinned at her. "Are you doing that to make me hornier, or to make yourself hornier? Trish laughed. "Both, I guess – as if either of us needs it. I've been dripping ever since that sophomore football player led our tour this afternoon. I thought I would die from lust when I saw the package he's packing! "Too bad for him that some other guy is going to get the benefit of what he started," responded her stepson. "And I saw him mentally undressing you . . ." "Too bad for you you're such a cretin. While you were making time with that slutty looking girl you intercepted on the sidewalk, I slipped him my cell phone number. And we have a "date" in about ten minutes!" she crowed. Kevin was surprised, but quickly recovered. He looked over at Trish, and studied her more closely for a moment or two. He reassessed her for the first time in a while, and concluded she was as good looking a woman as most men will ever see in the flesh. Long dark hair, a Marie Osmond look, about five feet eight inches tall. Heavily muscled from years of tennis and intense weight-training. Tits the size of cantaloupes – big cantaloupes at that. Her tanned juggs looked like they were about to jump out of her low-cut top; her swollen deltoids were jumping out of her short sleeves. Trish thanked God for her physical assets every day, because they made it possible for her to attract the cock she craved so much. Trish was a nymphomaniac and ugly nymphos have a tough time of it! The thought of Trish and Mr. Football balling added another inch or two to Kevin's cockstand. Enough banter, he thought – let's get the show on the road. He spoke up. "Yeah, while you were busy finding a cradle to rob, I made a date with that chick. And I hope she is as slutty as you think she looks, 'cause that's why I moved in on her." Trish clucked like a disapproving mother hen. "It takes one to know one, baby. You won't have any trouble scoring with that one tonight. One look at your prong and she'll be gone! Ten inches'll make most girls cream, and she didn't look like any fucking exception to me. Trish hesitated for a moment, then concluded "She looked like a fucking whore instead!" "Let's get going." Kevin was impatient. "I said I would meet Lisa at some video arcade near the bookstore, and I don't want to be late. Where are you meeting Mr. Football?" "So 'Lisa' is the slut's name? 'Mr. Football' is coming right here. I figured he knows his way around this town better than me, so why not let him pick me up? We'll figure out where we're going when he shows up . . ." Trish voice trailed off, as her mind focused on her memory of the guy's tight ass and her fingers under the table stroking her wet snatch. Powerfucking He quickly jerked the Speedos down, and one of the biggest fucking cocks she had ever seen sprang out and up over her face. She gasped as she realized she had underestimated him – but like all experienced fucksluts she knew 10 inches when it hit her in the face! Kevin wasted no time now, climbing onto the bed with his knees on either side of the bitch's face and his balls covering her mouth. He then grabbed his fuckrod and began to beat her with it. First one cheek, then the other. "This what you want, you cumsucking slut? The biggest dick on campus, and I don't even go here yet? The hardest dick too, as you're finding out. This is how I beat off!" Whack. Whack. Whack. The sound of Lisa being bitch-slapped reverberated though her skull as if she were being smacked by a 2 by 4. The sadomasobitch loved it! Even though his cock was hitting her hard, she felt no pain, only the satisfying smack of his huge cockhead and thick shaft as it bashed first one side of her head, and then the other. How could he hit her so hard and not hurt himself? She loved the feeling of raw power, and the way it coursed through his body, into his cock, and out onto her face. She screamed. "Yes! That's the way to do it. Hit me harder with that big thing! Fuck you, you animal. And fuck me! I am a slut to love this, aren't I? I know you think I am a slut – all the boys do. I've fucked half of Miami and I am going to fuck all of Madison. I love sex and I am not ashamed who knows it. Now, fuck me! The overhung stud laughed at her. "Man, she is hot," he thought. "But I need to come real bad – been storing it up all day!" Kevin stopped whacking her and slid backwards down the bed toward her feet, but only a few inches. His knees were still on either side of her head. "Open up baby, it's time for dessert. I am gonna see just how experienced you are with that foul-talking slut mouth of yours." And he nudged her mouth with his hot cockhead. She immediately opened her lips, "No mercy, stud. Don't show me any and I won't show you any." It was her final words for a few minutes, because he took her up on the invitation. Kevin reared back, and then, without any warning, lunged down and threw all ten inches of steaming hot cock past her mouth and into her throat. He could never have done that to most girls. His enormous cock wouldn't have fit, or it would have ripped away flesh as it went down. But in no way was Lisa ordinary. She had taunted him, and she was ready for him. Even with his thickness she knew how to open her throat and gullet and take the big shaft all the way in. And the moment he was in she wasted no time – she began to use her practiced throat muscles to massage his dick. "Oh, baby, that is wild!" Kevin had never felt anything like it in his life. What a fucked-up bitch she was! Taking him in her mouth like that and then taking charge like she did this every day of her life. Maybe she did! Kevin was overwhelmed with her sexuality. He came right then and there. "Argh! Oh Jesus I am going to fucking drown you in cum you fucking bitch!" His orgasm reached a peak, and as it did her mouth and throat began to squeeze the cum out of his ball reservoir and into her body. Ordinary, his thick prong would be choking whatever girl was on the receiving end – but in this case she was doing the choking – choking his dick like it had never been choked before. Eight times his balls lurched and sent a wad of thick cum into her stomach. Eight times his fat cockshaft swelled and pulsed as each wad made its way down his snake and into her. "Oh my God, that was fucking amazing. You are the best cocksucker I have ever had the pleasure to mouth-fuck. I loved that. But it was just the beginning." And so saying, he withdrew his rod from her throat then her mouth. He stroked his fuckshaft a few times – pleased to see it hadn't lost an iota of its hardness. "Time for round two," he leered. She leered back. "You have no idea what you've gotten yourself into. Let's do it." Powerfucking At the same time, she tightened her ripped inner thighs against his ribs, and then began the grinding motion she loved so much. "Fuckkking God!" he screamed. "What the fuck are you doing to me!" Kevin realized he was no longer in control of much of anything. "I just love to fuck, that's all," Lisa leered. "And this is the way I love it most!" She reached up and took his head in her hands, holding his head motionless and staring into his eyes. "I'm going to crush you like an empty soda can, big man, while I cum all over that gorgeous huge cock. Only it's not gonna be gorgeous much longer. Nine inches. At this point, most bitches had had enough dick to more than fill them up. Not Lisa-bitch, however. His ribs were starting to crack. Her mankiller thighs were in constant motion, flexing into huge ropes of throbbing muscle, then relaxing momentarily and flexing again. "This is powerfucking, stud. If you can't take the heat, get out of the kitchen!" That was one of Lisa's favorite lines. Her cunt was as hot as Hades, seeming to sear the flesh right off Kevin's cock – but he had no way out of her overheated kitchen. Kevin tried to scream, but her powerful arms held his jaw immobile. She saw the terror in his eyes as he realized the damage she was doing to his dick, as she pussy-pummeled it to a pulp. Many of the surface blood vessels had ruptured, and he was hemorrhaging both in his cock and in his gut. Kevin's muscular torso was no match for her thunder thighs. They swelled to huge proportions, powering themselves together and mashing into pulp whatever stood in their way. Lisa had crushed footballs between her abductors, and also watermelon. Kevin's stomach had no chance. He felt the life force begin to drain out of his body. He could barely breathe, since each intake and exhalation let her stud-crusher thighs move that much closer together. Kevin had lost most of the sensation in his dick, her cunt continuing to eat him alive. Lisa saw the terror in his eyes, and it powered her to greater strength. "Feel my muscles, man? You know why I got so fucking strong? So I could put it to assholes like you! So I could fuck you to fucking death!!!" Lisa was insane, Kevin understood that now. But it was too late. Her diamond-hard legs were in the process of liquefying his organs, crushing, cracking, swelling, rippling with her fucklust and her bloodlust. She timed her next cum just right. All ten inches of cock were in her now, his public bone jammed up against hers. She had slammed his head down onto her massive rack, breaking his nose against a hard tit. Blood flowed out his nostrils and into the chasm between her melons. As she gave one final but ungodly powerful squeeze of both her sopping gash and her deadly shanks, Kevin faced the end – and Lisa's cunt fucking exploded! She came with her whole body. Her heels dug holes into his back and, with a sharp snapflex of her muscled legs, she Kevin's spine broke in half. She let go of his motionless head, wrapped her arms around his back, and rolled them both over. All the while cumming, just fucking cumming! On top now, she rose up and slammed down repeatedly on his cock, still as huge as ever as it came part way out on her upstroke and then was re-buried on the downstroke. Her enormous tits slapping each other, her corded legs now grapevining his, her hips ferociously pistoning as she gave full vent to her lust. "I-am-so-power-fuckingggg you!!!" she wailed. Finally, after 30 or so gut-pounding cycles of cuntstuffing, Lisa came one final time. The crazy nympho lifted herself up slightly, swept her now lifeless stud onto the floor, and fell into a dreamless sleep.