GroundHog Day (closed for Rhev)

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"Once a cheater, always a cheater I suppose," she snifled and wished she had thought to bring a vibrator because her pussy was aching with need, as she crossed and recrossed her legs, wishing she had thought to throw a pair of panties as well. How was she to know Paul would be so fucking paranoid. Well if all else failed she was going to show the cellular guy a good time, because there was no way she was falling asleep without a good fucking.

She downed the wine, feeling the warmth add to the tingling warmth already building in her body. Maggie knew her tits were swollen as she could feel the silk fabric of her dress graze across them.

 

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"Yeah, wow" Charles said, downing his drink as well, "I didn't know about any blonde. I guess he kept things from me too. Though he knew I didn't approve of him cheating on you."

His hand reached across the table and rested on hers, "Listen, if there's anything I can do, just let me know." He said it as people often do, with little sincerity, but the contact felt very good, and it was what should be said at that moment.

 

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She could tell he was just saying it, he was a good guy, but he wasn't the fuck my best friend's ex the second he dumped her kind of guy. "Thanks," she replied, digging into her food with a gusto she didn't really feel. Sadly Charles was off her list of potentials, and she didn't feel sorry about that. He was a good guy, and unless he got really drunk.


She let the thought develop as she encouraged him to drink way too much, while stopping her own alcohol consumption, and the meal helping sober her up. She also asked for a fresh glass of water and sipped it judiciously while watching Charles who was feeling guilty about not letting her know about the other woman drink his weight in fruit.

 

[rhev]

"An... an... an.. I'll tell you another thing about tha mother fucker," Charles slurred out as he shoved his seventh glass away from himself now empty. Pushing it up onto the empty plate that had held desert, "He thinksh that jush caush 'is dad ish the boss, that... that... he's like.... like he's the boss."

Then he slammed one hand down on the table, "But he's not! He's not you know. He doesn't know, um..." He saw the waitress coming, "I thin I've had enough sweetie." he slurred at the waitress who simply rolled her eyes.

"What?" he said rounding back on Maggie, "What was I sayin? Oh right, I think I need to go home. I don't think I'mma be much use at work."

He looked at Maggie, his eyes were slightly glassy but she could tell he was staring straight at her tits. "Shay, could you call my work an tell em I got sick at lunch? Then help me get a cab back home?"

 

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"I'll help him into a cab," she waved the waitress off. Maggie wondered if she'd gone overboard as he was plastered, and might not even be able to perform. The drive was a blur and she got him into his home, undressed him, muttering some excuse about he wouldn't want to puke on his nice suit.

Then she made a pot of coffee, and feeling adventurous she took his cell phone and striped off her dress. She sat in his lap, wondering if Kevin would recognize her distinctive birth mark, as she arranged her pussy so it looked like Charles was fucking her, and snapped a few pictures, then her turgid nipples, and sent them with the message.

"Glad you aren't here." Then she turned his phone off and poured a cup of coffee waiting for Charles to perk up, in more ways than one.

 

[rhev]

Charles woke up a good hour after passing out. He woke up and looked around, slightly confused as to why he was in his apartment. "Coffee?" he asked as he sniffed the air. Then suddenly he lept up from the couch and stumbled / tripped his way to the bathroom.

The walls of his apartment were very good, very soundproof, but Maggie could still hear the sounds of him being sick. Then shortly later, the sounds of water running. Followed by the sounds of him getting into the shower.

 

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Maggie was patient and had spent the last hour looking through the kitchen for something to scratch her itch. She finally settled on a vegetable and seran wrap, and after frantic innovative masturbation, she felt much better.

So when she heard him get sick and shower, well she gave him a few minutes, but she'd been lounging around naked for last hour fucking herself with a vegetable, and she was more than ready for more. And considering how Charles drunk cock had looked she was sure she would be getting it.

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He might not be all that long, but he was very thick. She joined him in the shower, hoping he would be happy to see her, and well she did smell like a very wet pussy. "About time you sobered up," she decided to play as if they had already been together, the last thing she needed was for his resistance to be up.

"Ready for round 2?" she whispered planting a kiss on his shoulder her fingers ran down to caress his thick beefy cock.

 

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Charles looked slightly shocked as Maggie stepped into the shower with him. "Wha... Round two? We.... did.... we already?" He tried to cover his dick at first, but then gave up when she ran her fingers along it.

Even flaccid it was impressive, several inches long and at least an inch thick when soft. But her kiss and touch quickly began to rouse the beast.

"You mean you want to go again?" he asked, still confused. "I didn't.... I didn't hurt you?" Then suddenly it all began to be clear to Maggie. She had known he was packing, but never the extent. He wasn't gay, he just had no luck with women because his dick was so big. Women probably never gave him a round two, hell, maybe they wouldn't even let him have a round one on anything other than a freak show fuck.

 

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Luckily she'd been masturbating on and off for the last hour with a reasonable thick substitute, and was at least mentally prepared to take him on. "You were more than a little drunk, so I ended up doing most of the work," she was standing behind him, kissing the back of his shoulder, feeling his cock swelling impressively in her hands.

Men had always told her she was fucking tight, but she had no fear of Charles, "You would never hurt me," her fingers couldn't wrap all the way around his cock and she used both hands to coax him under the warm water.

"You want me right?" she put a tremble in her voice, turning the tables, "I wasn't just some pity fuck right?" she watched him turn to face her, his massive prick rubbing against her belly.

 

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"No," He started, and wavered, still obviously drunk though much more in control, "God no Mags. I want you. I mean, look at you. Fuck, You're so hot. How could I not want to fuck you? I mean...."

He was not the same smooth tounged man she remembered, but he spit it out, "If anything you'd be pity fucking me right? I mean, no woman ever enjoys this!"

He punctuated that comment by grabbing his cock, which was still filling up. Maggie couldn't help but wrap her hands around the base, squeezing it's hardness. Once it was fully erect it was only six and half inches long, but it had to be a good three and a quarter inches across. It was easily twice the thickness of almost every cock Maggie had ever seen. Charles closed his eyes, "I know, it's ridiculous." he muttered misinterpreting the look on her face.

 

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Maggie kissed him, harder than she intended, but she let her mouth speak. She continued caressing his cock and wished she had been dating Charles all this time so she could be spending every day with him. "We'd better get out of the shower before it rinses away any of my lubrication." She flicked the water off and kissed him again before exiting the shower. She snagged a towel and placed it on counter before sitting on it. She spread her legs as wide as they would go and beckoned him to her.

Maggie knew positioning would be tricky with his size and since she was short, sitting on the counter was nearly ideal. She had been fisted before, and knew this would be a similiar experience. She ran her hand down between her legs, pumping three fingers into her overheated snatch, then sucked one finger herself, smeared the second on his lips, and let the juice of the last one spread on his fat cock head.

Her left hand moved to pump him, as her right spread her legs, showing him just how easy it was to get her hand inside her pussy. it had been a long time since she'd fisted herself and she watched the look on his face as four fingers thrust in her thumb wiggling over her clit.

 

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"Fuck" he whispered, stroking his massively thick cock, "You really are ready to go. " He rubbed the nearly purple head of his cock and leaned forwards, pressing his cock head against her slit, but not pushing in. He reached behind her as his tongue probed her mouth. Then when he pulled back he was holding a bottle of lube.

He looked at her and raised his eyebrows, as if to ask if she wanted to use it or not. "Anything you want baby," Maggie answered. Charles hesitated, then flipped open the cap and drizzled a line of the clear lube across the purple fat head of his cock.

He smeared it around the head and crown before pushing it against Maggie's slit again. Even with the lube and the pre-game workout Maggie had been doing it was still a tight fit for a cock that thick. If it was even possible it looked as if it had swollen even thicker. Charles grunted as he pushed his cock into Maggie's tight cunt. As ready as she thought she was she couldn't believe the stretching he was giving her. In retrospect the lube was probably a good idea.

It reminded Maggie of the time she had crammed both her dildo and her vibrator into her pussy at once, but this was even thicker, and hot, and wonderful.

Charles began thrusting slowly at first, waiting for some sign from Maggie, half expecting her to tell him to stop from the pain.

 

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It felt good, and she sat as still as she could, allowing him to slowly spread her open. She moved her legs around him keep her knees spread wide, giving him all the space he needed. She heard it was like being torn apart, but it wasn't painful at all, she just felt full and stretched, his cock pressing against her g-spot constantly instead of the usual poking it got.

It felt insanely good and she gasped when he pulled back even the slightest bit, because she felt empty where he had been. "Yes," she whispering leaning forward to kiss him, letting him set the pace as he knew more about his cock than she did, but her pussy adapted clinging to him, her own juiciness letting him know she was okay.

 

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"Nnnng god that's so good Mags," he moaned, "You had no idea how bad I wanted to fuck you."

As he gained confidence that he wasn't hurting her he began building speed, his thick cock plunging in and out quicker and quicker. Lube, both Maggie's natural and the kind from the jar, splattered on their stomachs as he drilled faster into her.

"You remember that night last summer that a bunch of us stayed at the cabin on the lake?" he asked, "Kevin used to always talk about what a hot peice of ass you were, and how he made you scream. So one night I hid outside your bedroom window and watched the two of you fuck."

Charles began plowing harder and faster as he told the story, "It was over pretty quick, but you seemed to enjoy it at the time. I know I left a load on the side of the cabin watching you both."

 

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She wasn't surprised that the thickness worked to both massage her g-spot like it had never been touched before, but that it was also rubbing her clit. She knew this sort of thing could happen, but until tonight had thought it was bull shit. "It took a ton of coaxing to get him to fuck me with you guys there, and he did explode pretty quick."

Suddenly she was breathless gasping hard, her O I'm going to cum hard sound. Gasping loud, a erotic hum that persisted throughout her orgasm, and just when she thought it was over and she could catch her breath she was gasping again.

"Oooooooooooooo," her eyes rolled back in her head and she fell a little in love with Charles. "Yessssssssssssssssssssssss," her gasping hissed one last word.

 

[rhev]

As Maggie came around Charles's thick cock the pressure became too much to bear. He leaned forwards, gripping the sink and began pumping as hard and fast as he could. Maggie's tight wet slit became a receptacle for his lust as his thighs banged against the counter. Then before Maggie could even finish coming down from her orgasm he cried out. His dick tensed up and he came hard. Grunting he jammed his cock forwards as deep as he could go before tensing and releasing wave after wave of hot ropy cum into Maggie's cunny.

He leaned forwards pressing his body against hers as his cock continued to twitch and jump in her tight box. "Better than round one?" he asked between panting gasps.

 

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She smiled at him, licking her lips, trying to regain her scattered thoughts, "So much better," she also made a comment about how small Kevin was, but Charles undoubtedly knew what size his best friend was. This had been fun, and she knew she would be seducing Charles again, preferably without all the alcohol.

Maggie smiled, "Kevin could never make it to round three, how about you?" she knew that the bigger they were the longer it took blood to leave and return, which depending on your timing could be a fun thing. The other great thing was she wouldn't be feeling pulverized tomorrow, and she was on such a vengeance and sex high that she just wanted to fuck out all her frustrations with him.

"Unless you're hungry? or want to..." she paused deliberately, "rehydrate?"

 

[rhev]

Charles softening cock slid out of Maggie's stretched and cum drenched pussy and he smiled at her. "Really? You want to go again?" He seemed shocked. "I didn't hurt you then?"

He grinned like a fool, "Let me get something to drink, then you can see how long it takes for you to bring me back to life?" He helped Maggie down from the counter and warned her, "You might not feel it now, but it's likely to hurt in the morning you know."

He walked back to the kitchen nude and still damp. Reaching into his fridge he pulled out a bottle of water for each of them and then walked into the bedroom. He cracked the bottle and started slugging it back as he laid down on the bed.

 

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She opened her bottle enjoying the feeling of cold water, flowing down her throat. Maggie joined him on the bed, "I'll deal with that tomorrow, right now I feel like I could fuck you all day long." It was about 2pm, and she was in no hurry, drizzling a little water down his chest, chuckling as she expected it to sizzle. Her mouth followed the trail of the water, tasting his skin all the way down to his softened dick.

"You know I'm only going to be able to suck when you are limp?" she looked up at him with a smile as she shifted so she was lying with her head in his lap, being as gentle as she could manage as she took the head of his dick into her mouth and proceeded to suck/lick basically savouring french kiss his manhood.

She enjoyed teasing him, and while she really wanted him to touch her, at this point she was fine if he just laid back and enjoyed it. Kevin had always been a jerk about fellatio trying to ram his cock down her throat, of course with his size there hadn't been any risk.

 

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"Well, cest la vie" Charles said as he shrugged, "I suppose I can live with that."

His cock tasted like a mixture of salty and tangy. The mixture of your combined juices dried on his cock smelled so erotic and it wasn't long before Maggie was felating him in earnest. It took a while for his cock to regain it's full stiffness, and Charles did indeed lay back and let Maggie take the lead on this, moaning and groaning as she played with him.

 

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Cock tasted so much better after sex, and there was no way she'd every be able to swallow him, and as he swelled in her mouth, she let it pop from her wet lips, enjoying the slick look of the darker skin of the tip. She casually held him, letting her tongue slither up and down, taking a sidewise approach to 'eating' him.

"May I ride you?" she asked knowing he probably never had a woman ask him that before and hoping it would up the hotness.

 

[rhev]

"Mags baby," he said strokin his hand through her crimson locks, "You can fucking do anything you like. If you think that's going to be the most comfortable for you, I'm happy." As if to prove the point, his cock twitched in Maggie's hands as if thinking about it.

 

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She liked how he had nicknamed her, and she moved to straddle him. Her thighs spreading to surround his strong thighs. Her fingers ran up and down his chest before sliding down to guide his cock into her body again. It took a little effort but once the tip was in, her body wouldn't let it go, and she moved up and down, slowly at first taking her time adjusting to the feel of him inside her. Eventually instinct and need took over, and she moved faster, her fingers moving up to caress and support her bouncing breasts, tugging on her nipples, craving the extra zing they added to sex.

 

[rhev]

Charles lay back on the bed, his head propped up with several pillows behind his head. He watched the hot redhead ride his cock up and down.

"That is so perfectly blissful" he groaned as he lay back and let her do all the work. "I could do this all day."

 

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She knew how she must look, and smiled at him, "Well we'll have to see about that." Her cute smirk faded into a look of pleasure as she found the right angle, her body driving, her mind having no control over her actions. Not that she wanted control, not now, not when riding the biggest thing she'd ever had. He was not the best, and definitely not the worst, Maggie was a typical red head in that sense, that she had a very healthy libido and enjoyed a lot of sex.

That had been the toughest part about dating Kevin, when he was raring to go it was good, but finding time to get him going was not so easy, which is why she'd persisted at the cabin, there was no reason to waste one night together not having sex.

Charles, was a big old cuddly teddy bear in comparision.