Chapter 2: Building Tension
The sun had dipped even lower, casting an orange and red glow over the field, as Mary and John stood facing each other, their breaths ragged from the intense blowjob. John's lips were swollen and wet, his chin glistening with Mary's pre-cum. He could still taste her, salty and musky, on his tongue.
Mary looked down at him, her eyes dark and hungry. "Fuck, John," she growled, her voice a low rumble. "You've got a talented mouth. But I need more than that. I need to feel that cock of yours inside me."
John's heart pounded in his chest at her words.
He looked up at her, his eyes filled with a mix of awe and desire. "I want to fuck you, Mary," he said, his voice thick with lust. "I want to feel your pussy around my cock."
Mary let out a low moan, her eyes darkening with lust. "I want to feel you inside me. I want to feel your cock stretching me open."
She reached down, her massive hand wrapping around his cock, feeling the thickness of it, the heat. She stroked it gently, her thumb rubbing over the head, spreading the pre-cum that was already leaking from the tip.
John's breath hitched, his hips jerking slightly as she touched him.
"Fuck, Mary," he groaned, his voice thick with desire. "That feels so good."
She chuckled, a low and sultry sound. "You're not the only one who's going to feel good, John," she said, her voice a low purr. "I want to feel that cock of yours inside me. I want to feel you stretching me open."
She released his cock, stepping back slightly. She reached down, her massive hand wrapping around her own cock, stroking it slowly as she watched John's eyes follow the movement.
"Watch me, John," she growled.
"Watch me stroke my cock while I think about fucking you." Her hand moved up and down her massive shaft, her grip tight, her pace steady. John's eyes were glued to the sight, his own cock throbbing in response.
"Fuck, Mary," he groaned. "That's so fucking hot. I can't wait to feel that inside me."
She chuckled, a low and dirty sound. "You're going to feel it, John. You're going to feel every inch of it. But first, I want to taste you. I want to feel your cock in my mouth while I stroke myself."
She dropped to her knees in front of him, her massive body dwarfing his.
She looked up at him, her eyes filled with a mix of lust and hunger.
"Open your legs, John," she commanded, her voice a low growl. "Let me see that cock of yours."
John hesitated for a moment before spreading his legs, his heart pounding in his chest as he looked down at her. He could see the way her massive body dwarfed his, could see the way her muscles rippled beneath her glistening coat.
She reached out, her massive hand wrapping around his cock, feeling the thickness of it, the heat.
"That feels so fucking good."
She looked up at him, her eyes dark and hungry. "You like that, don't you, John?" she growled. "You like the way my hand feels on your cock."
He nodded, his eyes locked onto hers. "Yes," he whispered. "I love it."
She smirked, a dirty and sultry smile that sent a shiver down his spine.