Ben Tennyson wiped the sweat from his brow as he stepped into the cool air of the grocery store. Soccer practice had just finished, and he was grabbing a drink on his way home. Being a hormone-fueled teenager, Ben couldn't help checking out the bevy of hot ladies going about their shopping as he made his way over to the cooler. As he was silently saying his thanks that Bellwood had such a bounty of beauties, he paused as he saw a particularly enticing redhead with a shapely ass leaning forward to examine something on a lower shelf. He tried not to stare too obviously but her short, dark skirt defined her cheeks fantastically.
As she began to straighten up Ben started moving again, only to stop as someone called out his name.
"Ben?"
Ben spun back towards the woman and started as her face leapt out at him.
"Gwen?!" Ben nearly shouted in shock. The last person he expected an ass that fine to belong to was his cousin. After his initial surprise, Ben couldn't help noticing that it wasn't just Gwen's ass that looked great. Gwen was a little taller than him and had filled out nicely in the years since their summer vacation with Grandpa Max; that skirt was hugging her hips as well. Even under the blue sweater she wore, he could tell her breasts were plump handfuls. He mentally applauded her decision to grow her hair out, it looked good enough to tug as it hung nearly to her waist.
A small voice in the back of his head tried to chastise him for thinking about his cousin so perversely, but it was drowned out by lurid fantasies fueled by the fact that Ben was an especially horny teenager.
"It's been a while," Gwen said, drawing Ben back into the moment. He saw her eyes glance toward his bare wrist. "I still can't believe you actually gave up the Omnitrix."
Ben shrugged nonchalantly, "More than one way to be a hero, Grandpa taught us that. I can't believe it's been that long since we've seen each other. You're looking great. Still dabbling with magic?"
Gwen smiled slightly at the compliment before glancing around to see if anyone was listening. "A little," she said softly, "but let's not let everyone know that, ok? Wouldn't enjoy seeing a mob with pitchforks and torches shouting about witches. How have you been keeping busy?"
"Soccer," Ben said with a gesture to his sweat-stained clothes. "Just finished with practice."
"Well, it looks like that's paid off for you," Gwen said with a glance at his toned legs. "I'll have to come see you play sometime."
"That'd be nice," Ben said as he started in for a hug before catching himself. He was still dirty from practice and covered in sweat. He and Gwen shared an awkward smile.
"I'll see you around, Ben. Let's make the next time sooner, yeah?" Gwen said as she offered her hand.
Ben shook it, "You got it. See you around, cuz."
Ben waved as he turned away.
That evening, Ben lay awake in bed. Images of Gwen's body wouldn't leave him alone, no matter how he tried to argue with himself that he needed to stop. The idea of fucking that ass of hers was becoming like an obsession, one that made his boxers tent almost painfully. Since it was merely a fantasy, he indulged in it and started thinking of ways he could actually fuck Gwen.
One idea had potential. It involved inviting Gwen over to help him study, a plausible enough excuse to get her to visit. Everything after that was trickier and Ben soon pushed all the ideas from his mind as he tried to go to sleep. They were wild fancies brought on by his out-of-control teenage hormones, nothing more. He'd never actually get the chance to put his hands on Gwen the way he'd really like to.
***
The next morning had Ben in high spirits again. It was Friday and he was looking forward to the weekend once school got out. As he sat down to breakfast, his parents brought his attention away from his bowl of cereal.
"Hey sport, remember to hurry home after school gets out. We're heading out of state for the weekend to visit Great Aunt..."
Ben had already tuned out his father's voice as he groaned internally.
"Do you guys mind if I stay home?" Ben asked. At the look his parents gave him he quickly added, "I need to catch up on some studying."
His parents glanced at each other before his mom nodded, "Alright, sweetie, are you sure you'll be ok for the whole weekend? We won't be back until Monday morning."
"I'll manage," Ben said before returning to his breakfast.
The rest of the day passed without exception and once he got home, Ben found a note from his folks letting him know they'd already left and that there was plenty of food in the fridge. Ben grabbed a shower and made his way back to his room, collapsing on his bed. He stared at the ceiling as the silence of the house surrounded him, and it dawned on him that he had the perfect opportunity to try to fulfill his fantasy from last night.
Ben was fueled by dark lust as he scrambled for his phone and pulled up Gwen's number. As he stared at it, he realized that the number was several years old, it probably wouldn't even work. Reluctance and horniness warred within him until Ben finally hit the call button. If it didn't work, then he could look forward to a truly intense masturbation session.
He blinked in amazement as the phone rang twice and picked up.
"Ben?" Gwen couldn't keep the surprise and confusion out of her voice as she answered.
"Hey Gwen, sorry for calling out of the blue. I know you said we shouldn't wait so long to see each other again and I thought I'd check to see if your number still works. And would you look at that it does," Ben rambled nervously.
"Yeah," Gwen said slowly.
"Yeah, soooo...everything still going well?" Ben asked and nearly slapped his face in frustration with himself.
"Yep, no real big changes since yesterday," Gwen said, a hint of amusement in her voice. "Ben, is everything all right?" she asked after a beat.
Again, Ben felt himself hesitate, but then his cock twitched. He faked a resigned sigh, "Listen, this is embarrassing but I need some help with my classes, and I was wondering if you could help me. I've got the house to myself for the weekend so any time you can come over would be great."
To his surprise, Gwen said, "Ben, asking for help is nothing to be embarrassed about. Tell you what, I can be there in an hour, and we'll see what we're dealing with."
Ben nearly dropped his phone, "Uh, wow, that would be great. Thanks so much Gwen!"
"No problem. See you soon," Gwen said before she hung up.
Ben launched from his bed, clearing the space between his bed and computer desk easily. He turned it on and checked the webcam, positioning it so it could record discreetly and making sure the recording program wasn't noticeable.
After that it was a matter of getting a few other things ready and trying not to go crazy from nerves as the minutes began to drag. He nearly leapt out his skin when the doorbell finally rang and hurried to the door.
"Hey, Gwen, thanks for making time for me," Ben said as he greeted his cousin. "I'm sure you must have plenty of better things to do."
"Hey, helping you is important," Gwen said as they made their way into the kitchen. "And, no, my weekend was totally clear."
"Really? Not even a guy or two trying to get you to hang out?" Ben asked, unable to believe his luck so far.
"I wish," Gwen said with a sigh, though Ben's subtle compliment did make her cheeks just a little pinker. "I think the guys at my school are intimidated by my academic accomplishments and maintaining my GPA doesn't leave me with a lot of time for a social life."
"But we're not here to talk about me," Gwen said to change the subject. "We should look at what courses you've got and figure out where to start. Where are Aunt Sandra and Uncle Carl, by the way?"
"Visiting Mom's aunt out of state. They won't be back until Monday, so no distractions," Ben said before gesturing towards the stairs and leading the way to his room.
They settled in at his desk with several books from his school piled up on it. It helped that Ben was only a so-so student, so his wrong answers as she quizzed him weren't an act. It wasn't that he couldn't understand the material, he could just rarely be bothered to care. Gwen put real effort into trying to make everything as understandable as possible, and it would have worked if Ben were paying attention in the slightest.
His cock ached as it strained against the fabric of his pant leg. He couldn't stop imagining Gwen's lips wrapped around his cock, or burying it between her ass cheeks.
"Ben," Gwen said as she caught him in the middle of another lurid fantasy. "Are you ok? You seem distracted."
He couldn't have asked for a more perfect opening.
"Actually, there is something that's been bothering me, but it's kind of embarrassing," Ben said hesitantly as he pushed off the desk to turn his chair towards Gwen.
It took a moment for Gwen to notice the rock-hard erection running down Ben's pant leg and when she finally noticed the massive bulge she recoiled.
"Jesus, Ben, what the hell?" Gwen said as she put a hand up to block the sight of it.
"I'm sorry, it's kind of got a mind of its own," Ben said as he shifted about to make it seem like he was uncomfortable.
"Well, go take care of it!" Gwen said as she looked anywhere but in his direction, though he was pretty sure he caught her sneaking a glance or two at his crotch. "Take a cold shower or something!"
"Taking a shower won't guarantee that it's not going to happen again," Ben said.
"Then...then go...masturbate," Gwen stammered.
"Do you have any idea how long that could take?" Ben said, waiting a beat before adding, "It would go much faster if..."
"If what?" Gwen demanded, desperate to end this awkward moment.
"If you gave me a hand...or two?" Ben asked with false reluctance as he tried not to tense in expectation of an explosive reaction.
"WHAT?!" Gwen shouted as she leapt to her feet.
"Just this one time," Ben pleaded, doing his best to look up at Gwen innocently. "I swear I've heard having someone else do it makes it way quicker. Please, Gwen, this is driving me crazy!"
Ben did his best to look in pain, which was easy considering how hard his cock was trying to burst through his pants. Gwen could barely meet his gaze, but she hadn't stormed out, so Ben considered that the first hurdle cleared.
"Ben, if I do this, and I'm not saying I will, this will be the only time and no one can ever know, got it?" Gwen said as she blushed furiously.
"Totally," Ben said as he looked up at Gwen hopefully, unable to believe that his plan was working so far. Then again, Gwen always did go the extra mile when helping people. It almost made him feel bad, almost.
Gwen sat back down, pressing her knees together as she gripped her skirt tightly. "Well, get it out already so we can get this over with," she said as if she weren't extremely reluctant about the whole situation.
Ben nodded and undid his pants, trying to make his excited fumbling look more like nervous energy. His cock sprang free once he pushed his pants and underwear down far enough and Gwen fought the urge to pull back again at the sight of his massive, swollen fleshpipe.
"Fuck, Ben," Gwen breathed as his ten-inch cock twitched. "No wonder you're struggling in school, this thing doesn't leave any blood for your brain to function. Where were you even hiding that yesterday?"
"Har har," Ben said sarcastically before grimacing as his cock bobbed and pulsed. "Please, Gwen, it's starting to hurt."
"Ok, ok, just...give me a second," Gwen said as she nibbled her lip nervously. She reached for his cock hesitantly, pulling away again the moment her fingertips brushed Ben's shaft. Even that little bit of contact made Ben groan softly. Gwen's nostrils flared as she breathed deeply and then she grabbed his cock.
"Ah!" Ben cried as she gripped his shaft roughly, unaware of her own strength. "Easy, Gwen. People are going to ask questions if I have to go to the hospital because you broke my dick."
"Shut up, Ben," Gwen said indignantly even as she eased her hold. "It's not like I've ever done this before," she added before grumbling almost inaudibly, "Besides, I doubt a hammer could hurt this fucking thing."
Ben had been going to say something snide, but Gwen began stroking him and his words turned into a moan. He couldn't believe how soft her hand was!
Gwen's hand constantly started and stopped as she struggled to find her rhythm. Everything about this was so awkward and she couldn't understand how Ben was enjoying this. Sitting across from Ben didn't provide the greatest angle either and she soon found her wrist starting to cramp.
"Wha-?" Ben blurted out as Gwen suddenly let go of his cock.
"Hush, I'm just getting a better angle," Gwen said as she stood and pushed her chair back so she could kneel. She glared up at him as she wrapped her fingers back around his shaft, "I'm not giving myself carpal tunnel doing this, you got it?"
"No arguments here," Ben sighed as she began to pump his cock again. He had to admit it did feel better but there was still something missing.
"Uhm, Gwen?" Ben asked hesitantly, cautious of the risk he was taking with Gwen firmly holding his manhood.
"What?" Gwen snapped. "I'm not putting it in my mouth, if that's what you were going to ask," she added as she fixed him with a withering glare.
' Not yet you won't, but that'll change soon enough, ' Ben thought as he smirked inwardly while outwardly he held up his hands in deference. "No, I wasn't, but as good as it feels, I think it would go faster if you used both hands."
Gwen looked at Ben's cock and how her slim hand didn't even cover half of it and could barely close around its girth.
"Fine," she growled as she brought her other hand up to work his shaft. She grimaced as her position made his cock point directly at her face. "You better be ready with some tissues when you're about to finish. If you get anything on me, you're going to regret it."
Ben nodded, "You're the last person I want mad at me right now, Gwen."
Gwen fought and failed to keep her cheeks from flushing. She turned her focus back to jerking him off, working both hands up and down.
Ben sighed and let his head fall back as Gwen's handjob made his balls start to tense in anticipation. He couldn't believe the difference having someone else do it made. The times he had used lube didn't even compare.
Despite the promise he had made to Gwen to warn her, or rather, in spite of it, Ben said nothing as he felt his climax approach. The only clue Gwen had was the sudden spasm that shot through his cock before she was hit right between the eyes by a shot of cum.
" BEN! " Gwen shouted before clamping her mouth shut as more jets of cum rocketed towards her. The shock of it all kept her rooted in place, making her the perfect target.
"Sorry…Gwen," Ben grunted as he kept cumming. He made no move to cover his cock with tissues and by the time he finished, Gwen's face and hair were coated with thick strands of jizz.
"You. Unbelievable. PIG! " Gwen shrieked once he finished, bolting to her feet and racing from the room to the bathroom across the hall.
The moment she was out of the room, Ben turned to his computer and quickly saved the video. He opened up the website he had ready and uploaded it as quickly as he could. The moment he was finished he logged out and hurriedly pulled his pants back up.
"Ben," Gwen called from the hallway. She peaked into his room and stood in the doorway once she saw his pants were back up. "I'm going to go. This was…not fun. I think we should give each other some space for a while."
"Gwen, I am so sorry," Ben said as he stepped towards her, only to stop as she pulled back. "If it's any consolation, that really helped. I'm not distracted anymore and there's something I'd like to show you."
Ben stepped back and gestured to his computer. Gwen bit her lip apprehensively before slowly entering Ben's room. She gave Ben a wide berth and could hardly look at him as she made her way over to the computer. She looked at the video on the screen, her brow furrowing in confusion until she hit play and saw herself getting plastered in cum.
"What the fuck, Ben!" she shouted as she recoiled and spun to face Ben, only to jump backwards in shock, colliding with the desk as she found Ben right behind her. Gwen pushed past her surprise as she snarled, "Delete that right the fuck now!"
Ben smirked, "Yeah, I don't think so, and it wouldn't do any good if you did."
Gwen started at Ben's callous tone, but he pressed on, inching closer, "In fact, you could destroy that computer right now and it still wouldn't help. It's already uploaded to a website and all I need to do is make it public and everyone is going to see you like that."
"Why are you doing this, Ben?" Gwen demanded.
"Because I'm horny and you're fucking hot, Gwen," Ben said, the casual air with which he said it making Gwen flinch again. "So, if you don't want the whole world to see that video, you're going to stay here and do what I say."
"Ben," Gwen said softly, "please, this isn't you."
"That's the thing, Gwen," Ben said as stepped even closer, eliminating any space between them, "it really is."
With that, Ben's hands grabbed Gwen's ass as he fully pressed himself against her. Gwen tried to keep protesting but Ben kissed her, violating her mouth with his tongue as he fingers dug into the meat of her ass and his erection jabbed at her crotch.
The kiss sparked a final act of defiance from Gwen, and she managed to shove Ben off her. Her hands came up in a martial arts stance before she attempted to strike Ben. While Gwen might have been able to always beat him when they were younger, time had leveled the playing field between them, and Ben's hand snapped up to grab her wrist. Gwen grabbed his wrist with her other hand and spun, trying to turn that into a throw, but Ben was simply stronger than her and her attempt to flip him over her shoulder failed utterly.
"I don't think you're really getting it," Ben grunted as he enveloped Gwen in his arms in a perversion of a lovers embrace. Her back to him, he pressed his cock against her ass, making Gwen gasp at the prodding even through their clothes. "But I'll make it clearer," he added as he roughly grabbed her ass with one hand while the other hand slipped under her shirt and pawed at Gwen's breasts. Gwen tried to struggle but that only made Ben grip her harder and pull her bra down so he could twist a nipple painfully.
"Ah!" Gwen cried out, hating that she didn't sound as nearly in pain as she felt as he manhandled her. Ben dry humped her ass as he forced her forward little by little until they were close enough for him to toss her toward his bed. Gwen landed half on it and immediately tried to push herself up, but Ben was on top of her in an instant.
He grabbed her wrists and forced them behind her so he could hold them with one hand. With his other hand now free, Ben lifted Gwen's skirt up to reveal the ass he'd been admiring at the grocery store. He ran his hand over it in a gentle caress before grabbing Gwen's blue panties and yanking them down to her knees.
"Ben!" Gwen shouted as she tried to look back at him. She could hear more fabric rustling as something dropped to the floor and then she stiffened as something warm and hard pressed against the folds of her pussy. She nearly bit her tongue as her whole body jerked, but she couldn't dislodge Ben's shaft as it continued to grind against her pussy.
"Stop!" Gwen cried, filled with self-loathing at how helpless she sounded. She couldn't even concentrate to try to use her magic.
"No can do," Ben said mockingly as he reached under his mattress for a bottle of lube. He popped it open with his thumb and squeezed a healthy amount onto the base of his cock, letting it trickle down his shaft before he could work it all along his length. He would need to be nice and slick for what he had in mind.
Gwen continued to struggle against Ben, her concern growing after he had stopped grinding his cock against her crotch. Her fears were justified as she felt the slippery tip of his cock press against her puckered asshole.
"NN-!!" Gwen tried to scream and struggled as panic-fueled strength suddenly filled her, only to have Ben grab the back of her head and shove her face into his mattress, muffling her cry. She continued to scream as his cock pushed forward relentlessly, the lube allowing him to cram more and more into her tight backdoor.
"God, this is better than I imagined," Ben moaned as he eagerly pressed forward.
Gwen sobbed into his bedding as his fat cock stretched her open painfully. She couldn't even imagine what it would have felt like if he hadn't used lube. She drummed her feet on the floor futilely as Ben completed his invasion of her asshole, his hips coming to rest against her butt.
"Now the fun can really begin," Ben said as he began to pull back, making Gwen shudder as her asshole involuntarily gripped at his dick. Ben kept pulling back until just his helmet remained inside her and then slammed his hips forward.
"Gah!" Gwen cried as Ben grabbed her hair and used it as leverage while he railed her ass. "Be-e-e-ennnn!" Gwen howled as he pounded her mercilessly, straining her poor, burning asshole to its limits.
"That's right!" Ben grunted as his pace increased, filling the room with the sounds of clapping flesh. "Say my fucking name! Tell me who owns this ass!"
Gwen's cries dissolved into wordless blubbering as Ben worked up a sweat reaming her out. Her world was suffering and humiliation as Ben's plunges elicited a strange tingling deep in her gut that she tried to tell herself did not feel weirdly good.
Ben's thrusts continued with bruising force until finally he grunted and slammed his cock in to the base. Gwen whimpered as his cock throbbed and began spraying her colon with cum. She had no way of knowing, but it felt like he came as much as he had from the handjob, maybe even more. The thought that she might get some reprieve was dashed as Ben's cock remained turgid, and then Ben sighed as he began rocking his hips again until he had resumed his abusive pace once more.
Gwen's throat was raw from crying and screaming and most of the fight had gone out of her. She had thought she could tough it out, but her asshole burned like nothing she'd ever felt before from Ben's cock and he seemed far from done.
Ben let go of Gwen's arms and shifted his stance, planting his feet on the edge of his bed so he was hunched over her. His hand dug into the meat of her ass as his grip on her hair tightened until she grimaced in pain. His new position allowed him to slam down with even more force, making the bed creak and groan as Gwen's ass jiggled and quaked.
"Pl-plee-e-e-eassse sto-o-o-op!" Gwen wailed as it felt like Ben was rearranging her guts with his cock.
"And waste this opportunity?" Ben panted. "Not a chance!" he shouted with malicious glee before redoubling his efforts.
Gwen couldn't believe his stamina, this had to be a dream. She would wake up any moment now and put this horrible nightmare behind her. Only, that didn't happen, and Ben continued to violate her asshole for what felt like an eternity until another grunt signaled his oncoming orgasm. Gwen moaned weakly as she began to feel uncomfortable pressure from all the cum flooding her ass.
Ben sighed with intense satisfaction and slowly began to pull his cock free. It slid out with a wet, sucking sound and Gwen's asshole winked weakly as cum began to leak from it. Ben admired the view as he stood up, breathing heavily. Somewhere in Gwen's mind, she took note of that and felt relieved that there would finally be some respite.
Or so she thought. Ben grabbed her by her hair and pulled her off the bed. She was greeted by his still erect and cum covered cock.
"No." The word was little more than a whisper, but it was all the opening Ben needed as he shoved his cock in her mouth. Gwen's hand came up to grip Ben's thighs, but she had no strength to fend him off. It was all she could do not to retch as the bitter taste of her own ass and Ben's salty, tart cum dragged along her tongue.
"Looks like you are putting it in your mouth after all," Ben said mockingly as he force-fed inch after inch of dickmeat past her lips. "Mmm, and I thought your ass felt good."
The only factor Gwen had in her favor was her gag reflex. Ben had to constantly pull his cock back as she involuntarily coughed and was brought to the edge of retching. That didn't stop Ben from jamming his cock back into her mouth the moment she caught her breath. Ben was determined to batter down this last bit of resistance and with each thrust worked his cock deeper and deeper down her throat.
He would occasionally take a hand from her head to slap her cheeks, not hard enough to bruise but the sting would cause a muffled yelp to escape Gwen and Ben would moan as her cries vibrated along the length of his dick. With grit and perseverance, Ben finally got Gwen's lips to the base of his cock. He held himself there as Gwen choked and sputtered around the obstruction, her eyes silently pleading with him.
There was no mercy as he smiled down at her, only an insatiable lust for more. Now that he had forced her throat into submission, Ben held her head in place as he began thrusting his hips. He started slowly, but quickly built to such speed that his balls slapped her chin loudly. A steady stream of frothy saliva and precum trickled down Gwen's chin as Ben hammered her throat. Gwen struggled to breathe but Ben seemed intent on suffocating her and she grew dizzier and weaker as he fucked her face.
As darkness began to creep in at the edge of her vision, Ben shifted his grip on her head, startling Gwen back to fully conscious. Ben's hands gripped the back of her head tightly as he hunched forward, working his cock deeper than ever in her throat until it felt like she was truly impaled on his dick. Gwen's eyes widened as she heard the now familiar grunt of Ben's approaching climax and she weakly tried to free herself from his hold.
The rush of cum down her throat filled Gwen with heart-rattling fear. It felt like there was a real possibility she'd drown as Ben continued to blast thick globs of cum faster than she could swallow. The deluge was so intense that cum eventually surged back up her throat, shooting from her nose. Some even managed to squeeze out around Ben's fat cock and dribble slowly from her lips.
Several more bursts of cum had Gwen's heartbeat pounding in her ears as she fought for air and then Ben stepped back. Gwen was momentarily dragged forward as Ben's cock was nearly lodged in her throat, but it came free eventually with a lurid 'schlurp' and Gwen collapsed in a coughing fit as she tried to clear her airways.
"Phew!" Ben exclaimed as he pulled off his shirt and tossed it aside before sitting on the edge of the bed. "Wow, Gwen, if the guys at your school knew how well you could handle dick, you'd be the most popular girl there."
Gwen managed to turn her head a fraction to glare at Ben with one eye as she struggled to catch her breath.
"Oh, don't give me that look. You're mine now, remember?" Ben said as he leaned forward to grab Gwen's hair again and pull her towards him. He let her head rest against his thigh, putting her face right next to his still twitching cock. "And that was just the beginning, I've got plenty more semen stored up and we're going to do our best to drain me dry before the weekend is over. Speaking of."
Ben's other hand reached down for his discarded pants and pulled out his phone, "I'm going to text Aunt Natalie that you're crashing here for the weekend to help me study. Don't need your folks wondering where you wandered off to."
Gwen opened her mouth to protest but Ben casually shifted his hips, causing his cock to slap Gwen in the face. She sat there working her jaw in stunned silence as he finished the text and tossed his phone to the foot of the bed.
"There. Now, let's continue," Ben said as he stood, forcing Gwen to her feet. She wasn't on them long before he shoved her, sending her crashing onto his bed on her back. He was on top of her again before she could lift a finger, now pulling at her clothes. He shucked her sweater and unbuttoned her blouse, savoring the sight of her just in her black bra, before yanking that off as well. Her skirt, stockings, and panties quickly joined the rest of her clothes on his floor and Ben seemed to drink in the sight of her naked body, making Gwen want to cover herself as an involuntary blush crept across her cheeks.
"Cute, but I think we're past any attempts at modesty," Ben said as he trailed his hands down her body almost tenderly until he reached her knees and forced her legs apart. Gwen trembled as he shifted closer, his cock throbbing almost angrily as he aimed it towards her crotch.
***
Gwen lay on her side, exhausted but unable to sleep. She glanced at the digital clock on Ben's nightstand and saw that it read 3 am. Ben lay beside her, sleeping so peacefully she could scream, but she didn't dare make a peep and risk waking him. It felt like every inch of her was either extraordinarily sore or caked in cum, and in many cases, both. Ben had fucked her for hours, in whatever position struck his fancy at the moment while alternating between her ass, pussy, and mouth seemingly at random.
After creampieing her pussy for the umpteenth time, he had pulled her close with his arm wrapped around her middle and whispered in her ear, "This has been great, but I'm going to get some sleep now. Remember, I hold your reputation in my hands and if you try to slip away, I'll fuck you so hard it'll make the past few hours look like a playful make-out session."
With that he had fallen asleep like it was any other night, leaving Gwen to stew with her tumultuous thoughts. She still could hardly believe Ben had raped her and conflicting thoughts of what she should do had kept her paralyzed. Part of her wanted to turn and smother Ben with his own pillow while the urge to escape was scrabbling and gnawing wildly inside her like a drowning rat.
As the minutes ticked on and her window of escape shrunk little by little, Gwen finally decided to flee, Ben's blackmail be damned. She slowly lifted her arm and began to reach for Ben's hand, intending to pick it up as gently as possible to not wake Ben. Just as her hand was about to land on Ben's, he shifted behind her, tightening his grip as his cock surged to life, prodding her ass.
"Thinking of going somewhere?" Ben asked softly, making Gwen stiffen with fear. His hand shot down to her thigh, lifting her leg up as his cock shifted forward to press against the cum smeared folds of her pussy. He didn't say anything else as he thrust, and Gwen groaned as her sore vagina was penetrated again.
Ben didn't give her time to adjust as he began fucking her at an intense pace. He wrapped his other arm around Gwen's neck, putting her into a chokehold that she desperately gripped at. It gave Ben just the right leverage to let him pump harder and faster, making Gwen groan weakly as the tip of Ben's cock hammered at her cervix.
"I fucking warned you, didn't I?" Ben growled softly as his fingers dug into her thigh hard enough that she was sure they would leave bruises. "You're mine now, Gwen. You don't have to bother thinking about anything ever again. Not school, not magic, not being a hero. From now, you're my cumdump and I'll fuck you when I want to, where I want to, how I want to. The sooner you accept it, the happier you'll be."
For a moment, the urge to sink her teeth into Ben's arm filled Gwen's mind but she managed to banish the impulse. The thought of what Ben might do to her afterwards filled her with dread.
"Ben, please stop! I can't take anymore!" Gwen begged in shallow gasps as his arm squeezed her neck.
"Don't sell yourself short, Gwen," Ben said almost jovially. "This rocking body of yours was practically made for taking cocks. It's almost a shame that this is the only cock that you'll be allowed to fuck from now on."
Gwen whimpered but her pathetic mewling only seemed to spur Ben on as he began to rock his whole body to add even more power to his thrusts. Gwen nearly drew blood as she bit her lip in a desperate attempt to keep back throaty moans as Ben's cock stirred her pussy up. Her goal became to keep Ben from suspecting that he made her feel good in even the slightest way.
That became much harder as Ben's thrusts caused his cock to smash into the entrance of her womb, each impact making Gwen's body spasm. She shut her eyes and tried to will herself into feeling only pain, but each slam of his cock against her cervix sent warm tingles up her spine.
"You're getting tighter, Gwen," Ben moaned as her pussy massaged and squeezed his cock. "Ready to admit that you're a slut who enjoys being used as a cumrag?"
"N-nnn-ever!" Gwen spat, struggling to get the word out and not sound like she was about to come her brains out.
Ben snickered at her faltering defiance and pistoned his hips so rapidly, Gwen couldn't keep track how many times he hammered her womb. All she knew was that stars flashed before her eyes as her body convulsed and Ben slammed his cock into her one last time before heat began pumping directly into her womb.
"Gaaaaah!" Gwen sobbed as her pussy clenched around Ben's cock, betraying her as it milked him for every last defiling drop of cum. Tears fell silently down Gwen's face as Ben finished cumming, but there was the sense of relief knowing it was over. She breathed a sharp sigh as Ben pulled his cock free, a fresh trail of cum oozing from her unstuffed pussy.
Gwen hoped Ben would go back to sleep after such an intense fuck session, but it seemed he was only getting started. His grip on her thigh tightened until Gwen winced and then Ben rolled her onto her stomach. He lay atop her and as his arm came away from her neck, Gwen squirmed and struggled to buck him off. It was useless, especially once Ben shifted his arm to press into her back, pinning her down effectively.
Dread prickled along Gwen's spine as Ben continued to shift about and then she felt his cockhead press between her butt cheeks as Ben guided it to prod at her asshole once again. That made Gwen jolt and fight even harder to get out from under him, but Ben shifted his arm to drive his elbow painfully into her back. Gwen's arms reflexively reached to impossibly try to dislodge his elbow, and by the time she managed to overcome her body's automatic response, Ben had shoved his cock back into her exhausted, aching asshole.
Gwen began to scream but it was short lived as Ben shoved her face into the mattress. She continued to wail into the fabric as Ben leaned over her and began humping like a beast in heat. A cacophony of flesh clapping flesh and wet sucking sounds filled Ben's room as her asshole tried to grip his cock but was too worn out from Ben's earlier rough fucking.
Ben shifted his hold on Gwen to her elbows, letting him use her as leverage to go harder and faster. Gwen could barely muster the strength to keep her head from bouncing around wildly as Ben made her ass jiggle with each violent thrust. The bed wasn't faring much better in withstanding Ben's intensity, it creaked and groaned almost as wildly as Gwen as it shook.
"Ah, B-b-ben, I'm sorry, I'm sssaaaaaawwwwrryyy!" Gwen begged, unable to keep her composure as her mind cracking under the combination of exhaustion and stimulation overload. All she cared about was getting Ben to stop.
"Sorry for what, Gwen?" Ben asked with faux innocence even as he slammed his cock home and began to pump more cum into Gwen's rectum. Ben didn't stop thrusting as he came and he let go of her arms to sink his fingers into the meat of her ass, spreading her cheeks apart so he could enjoy the sight of cum leaking out around his cock. "Sorry for what?" he repeated, punctuating the question with a harsh slap of her ass before gripping her cheek again.
"I'm sorry for not being a more obedient cumrag!" Gwen screamed as he kept cumming and thrusting. The pressure building in her bowels was unlike anything she had felt before, and Ben showed no signs of stopping. Even after all the crazy adventures they had been on, Ben's stamina and the volume of cum he was producing was unbelievable.
"Then tell me who this ass belongs to!" Ben demanded as he spanked Gwen's ass even harder.
"It's yours!" Gwen wailed as she gave in completely. "My ass is yours! My pussy is yours! My mouth is yours! Everything is yours!"
"That's right! And I'm going to keep fucking you until I can't anymore, so be a good cumdump and fucking take it all!" Ben grunted as he redoubled his efforts.
Gwen didn't even have the energy to cry anymore as she lay under Ben. She thought that surrendering to him would earn her some reprieve. Instead, Ben proceeded to fuck her ass non-stop for the next several hours. By the time he finally blew his last load, the sun was peeking through Ben's bedroom window and Gwen was lying in a pool of congealing cum that had steadily grown as more leaked from her ass as Ben fucked it. Ben lay atop Gwen, passed out with his still hard cock lodged in her ass as Gwen stared vacantly at the far wall of his room, wishing sleep would take her.
***
Gwen walked through the crowd of her fellow students as school ended for the day. Several classmates waved to her, and she casually waved back but her focus was elsewhere as she scanned the area. She spotted him away from everyone else, leaning against a tree with his arms crossed, not even looking in the direction of the school. Gwen hurried towards him, ignoring the curious looks some kids gave her.
She continued past Ben without even glancing at him, and he pushed off the tree to fall in a step behind her. They were barely far away enough to avoid notice when his hand came up and grabbed her ass brazenly in broad daylight. Gwen tried not to stiffen and kept moving as Ben continued to fondle her, even dipping his hand under her skirt to get a better feel.
"You're not wearing panties, good girl," Ben said, his praise bringing a faint blush to Gwen's cheeks. "Are you wearing the toys too?"
Gwen nodded and then stifled a yelp as Ben's fingers dug painfully into her ass cheek.
"I'm sorry, slut, I didn't catch that," Ben growled.
"Yes, Master," Gwen quickly said, "sorry, Master."
Ben's grip on her ass relaxed but his hand didn't let go as he leaned in to whisper, "Better. Why don't we find someplace nice and quiet so you can show me."
Nice and quiet didn't mean secluded, Gwen quickly discovered as they stepped off the path in a nearby park with only a few bushes to screen them from prying eyes. Ben stood back and crossed his arms expectantly. Gwen turned her back to him and bent forward, presenting her ass to him as she reached back and lifted her skirt. The cool afternoon air on her exposed pussy sent a shiver up her spine but that shred of sensation was nothing compared to what she was already dealing with.
A butt plug with a green hourglass symbol on a field of black peaked from between her cheeks. Gwen couldn't stop a reflexive push that made the plug twitch, but the flare was more than wide enough to guarantee Gwen couldn't accidentally push it free. A green length of silicone curled out from Gwen's pussy, the tip pressing against her clit while the fat bulb kept itself lodged firmly in her canal.
"Very good, slut," Ben said, and Gwen hated how his praise made her pussy tingle and grow damp. Of course, that paled to how her body reacted when Ben thumbed the dial on the toy's remote and it began to buzz wildly.
Gwen bit her lip to keep back a moan as her knees trembled. The toy's arm was perfectly striking her clit and the walls of her body did nothing to stop the bulb from ricocheting roughly off the plug. Dampness trickled down Gwen's legs at the intense stimulation, but she didn't dare react without Ben's permission.
"You're doing very well," Ben said with earnest approval. "Now come get your reward."
Gwen shifted awkwardly in her bent over position to see that Ben had freed his cock and it hung limply from the fly of his pants. Gwen lowered herself to her hands and knees, knowing from experience that she couldn't stand up again without Ben's permission. When she finally reached Ben, she knelt and took his cock in both hands. The musk of his cock filled her nostrils and made her head swim a little as she began working his cock with gentle strokes while she kissed and licked his glans until it was covered in a sheen of saliva.
Ben's phone rang as Gwen's ministrations slowly brought his cock to life, but she didn't stop or slow as he answered it. That earned her a complimentary pat on the head that deepened the flush across her cheeks.
"Hey, Mom, what's up?" Ben said, making Gwen's eyes widen, only for them to nearly fall out of her head as Sandra's voice rang out on speaker mode.
"Just wondering where you are. There wasn't soccer practice today, right?" Sandra asked, the smallest hint of concern in her voice.
Ben's hand tightened its grip on her head and Gwen began to bob her head on his cock as quietly a possible. That only made the buzzing of the toy in her pussy seem louder, terrifying Gwen that Aunt Sandra would hear it. Her heart was pounding in her chest so intensely that she could hear it in her ears. It was so loud it almost drowned out the conversation
"No, no practice today," Been said casually before he slammed his hips forward, making Gwen choke and gurgle as his cock barreled down her throat. "Gwen is helping me again."
"Oh, alright, sweetie," Sandra said, either unable to hear Gwen's struggling cries or oblivious to what they actually were. "You make sure to thank your cousin for taking so much time out of her own schedule to help you with your schoolwork. And tell her I said hello too."
"Will do, Mom. And, just a heads up, I'll probably be late so could you set a plate aside for me. It looks like it's going to be a long, hard study session," Ben said, punctuating that last bit with several brutal thrusts that made saliva and precum burst from Gwen's lips. The combination of being stirred up so intensely on both ends had Gwen fighting a losing battle against an imminent orgasm. Her eyes nearly rolled back into her head as a quake shot up through her body and a weak, strangled keening cry worked its way up her throat, barely audible around Ben's cock.
"While I'm glad you're putting so much effort into your studies, Ben, don't stay out too late. It's still a school night," Sandra cautioned.
"You got it, Mom. Love you, bye," Ben said before hanging up. He looked down at Gwen, who was struggling to regain some composure as her eyes watered from his continued rough face-fucking. "Did I give you permission to cum?"
Gwen trembled at the question, especially as Ben raised the remote into view tauntingly.
"Well, you heard my mom, Gwen. Looks like we're on a time crunch and will need to kick it up a notch."
Gwen nearly collapsed completely as Ben turned the dial all the way up, making the vibrator go berserk within her. Her exhausted pussy couldn't take anymore stimulation and Gwen grunted as her walls flexed and the toy hit the grass with a spray of girlcum.
"Now you've done it," Ben said as he continued to pound her throat. "My mom is going to be angry that I'll be home so late, but I can't let you go without punishing you for being such a naughty, disobedient whore."
Ben pressed her head all the way down to the base of his cock and held her there as he came. If Gwen's gaze wavered or she tried to close her eyes for too long, he was quick to slap her cheeks. When he finished, he let go of Gwen and let her crumple to the ground. She gasped for air as her stomach sloshed with a heavy load of cum.
"Assume the position, bitch," Ben snapped, and Gwen struggled to her hands and knees. She knelt like that with her ass towards Ben and he knelt behind her, aiming his cock towards her winking pussy. She whimpered as his cock still felt like it was going to split her open, even after all the times he'd fucked her since that first weekend.
Ben wiped the first trace of sweat from his brow as he prepared to go all out on Gwen's pussy. These "study sessions" were the high point of his days now.