WMD Ch.1 (Patreon)

WMD: Weapon of Massive Dicking

Vol. I

Chapter One: Ambush

Mike grunted as he fucked her throat. He held her by the head with both hands and took pleasure in watching her choke. He and Andrea had never gotten along, not from the moment that they met, and it felt just as good to him to shut her up as it did to have her wet mouth wrapped around his dick. He knew it was wrong to do this to her, but the anger in her eyes as she allowed it was enough to absolve him of his guilt.

The problem was that Andrea was, despite her bad attitude, a real looker. She was a tall woman, fair skinned, with long brown hair and bright blue eyes. Her breasts were proportionally large for her height but heavy and attention grabbing due to her slender frame. Her ass, in the same way, stuck out on her body and drew attention everywhere she went. Mike had spent plenty of time eying her tits as she lectured him and, this time, he took it a step further.

Andrea had seemed surprised when he whipped his dick out, but she had offered no resistance when he took to fucking her face. From where Mike stood, that was a form of tacit approval. If she had wanted him to stop, then she would have told him. In fact, as a woman who never seemed to shut up, her silence seemed suspicious. Besides, her nipples were swollen enough to show through her blouse, and that alone was proof enough of her enjoyment for Mike.

Andrea, meanwhile, choked around him. A thick ring of saliva had gathered on his shaft. His firm grip on her head frightened and aroused her, a strange mixture for a woman of her stature and authority over him. She had been lecturing him after his late arrival when, in the middle of it, his eyes glazed over and his dick came out. She was used to Mike staring at her breasts as she spoke, but the sudden appearance of his dick had been a thrill and a surprise, and now she was seated in front of him with his dick down her throat, choking her as tears came to her eyes, and the most humiliating part was that she allowed it.

Since Andrea had stopped struggling, that freed Mike to gather the hair out of her face. Still holding her by the head, he bound her hair back so that he could watch her lips stretch around him as tears rolled down her cheeks. As he did, Mike picked up speed, fucking her harder and deeper as she continued to choke on him. “Like that?” He growled the words as he choked her with his cock. “I bet you fucking do, you fucking bitch. Always talking down to me!” He swatted her tits. “I’m a goddamn hero, and what are you? Just some civvie bitch barely good enough to choke on my dick!”

Forcing her deep, Mike held her in place on his dick as she gurgled and foamed around him. Then, releasing her, he pushed her chair back an sent her rolling into her work desk. The desk was solid and built into the wall, and her chair has only just bounced off when Mike took her by the hair again and cleared her desk with one of his big hands. Pinning her to the desk, he straddled her and lifted her blouse.

Andrea panted as Mike slapped his fat, gleaming cock down against her swaying breasts. He reached down and snapped her bra apart, freeing her breasts and holding his dick in her cleavage. Seizing her by the nipples, he pinned her breasts around his slick crown, and she stared up at him in frightened arousal as his sticky warmth seeped into her skin. It disgusted her to realize, but the wet, rigid warmth of his manhood cradled in her bosom felt good to her.

Mike grinned down at her ruefully. “I’m not gonna lie: I’ve been wanting to fuck your titties since I met you.” Flattening his hands, he crushed her breasts to her chest and began thrusting into her cleavage. “About all you’re fucking good for.”

Staring up at him angry but resolute, Andrea resolved herself to endure this humiliation until Mike finished. His fat crown glided smoothly through her cleavage, his rich precum mixing with her remaining saliva. She had salivated on his dick, even enjoyed the taste of it, and found herself in a humiliating and curious state of arousal at being manhandled by him.

Mike was a strong man despite his youth, his military training having taught him both how to hurt a person and honing his body for that purpose. So far, the only lasting damage he had done to Andrea, however, was the damage done to her pride. She did not doubt that he could do worse, but she reasoned that if she lay back and take the punishment he had assigned to her, then she wouldn’t suffer any more than she would otherwise have to. It helped, also, that he was well-endowed and that his large dick felt good between her breasts.

Andrea didn’t help him, but she didn’t fight him, either. She just suffered the indignity with an empty stare to the side, watching him in the periphery and awed by the powerful thrusts of his equally powerful dick. All of it felt very far away to her, almost like it was happening to someone else. This distance almost made it hotter. Many women have rape fantasies, she reasoned, and her fantasy had just happened to come to life in a very real way.

The fantasy was made more erotic by the one who was raping her. Mike was a repulsive man, and the hate shared between them was both very real and undeniably mutual. His huge dick, though, brought some unexpected truths to the surface. Firstly, Mike was technically handsome and very muscular. His face was chiseled and unconventionally attractive, looking almost hewn from glass for all of its sharp angles. His hair was over-gelled and stood straight on end. His dick was the most impressive part of him, and it felt unbelievably warm sliding between her breasts.

His hands were rough against her bosom, holding her in place with considerable power and control. He showed the same control with his measured thrusts. When he fucked her throat, he hadn’t hurt her but had made a point to both silence her and exert his dominance over her. Looking back, he had showed considerable restraint in their past arguments. He clearly didn’t like her, though his attraction to her has been equal to her own attraction to him. They had both been watching each other and seething, and it had just exploded today in the form of a raw facefucking and the tit-fucking that followed.

Despite her attraction, Andera’s dislike for Mike was legitimate. Her problem was that, despite his looks and his strength, Mike was ultimately lazy. He lived at home with his parents and, though he trained in the military, he then returned to civilian life without serving a tour. Him calling her a civvie was an even greater insult because she had lived years on military bases as she grew up. It was disrespectful both to her and her father who, between the two of them, had lived the military life decades longer than Mike had.

Ultimately, as Mike’s massive dick pummeled her across the face with each forward thrust, Andrea blamed the manager before her: Denise. Denise was a pretty, petite blonde woman who had hired Mike only a few months before his training as a favor to him and promised him a job after his return from basic. On paper, it was a kind thing to do and made the company look good to have someone with a military background on file, but Mike’s bad attitude left Andrea with doubts as to how well his interview went. Typically, the military honed people. All it did to Mike was make him arrogant.

Then again, she thought, as his sticky crown rammed her face, Andrea wondered if his dick wasn’t what made him arrogant. As he ground himself thoughtlessly into her cleavage, she tried to remember what he looked like before she saw his dick, because now she found her image of him distorted by her arousal and surprise. Even the feel of his heavy balls slapping her ribs with each thrust was something of a turn on for her.

As he picked up speed, his cock caught her blouse. He tented it with each forward thrust, his length and size astounding her. Andrea watched in awe as Mike soiled her shirt and thought how if it were anyone else, she might have been impressed or even willing. As it stood, however, she enjoyed his cock unwillingly, his size alone enough to turn her on and his rough hands and strong arms only an added perk. Even his handsome, chiseled face twisted in a glare, was arousing to her, but she hated every sexy second of it.

He pulsed and swelled in her cleavage, and Andrea found herself holding her breath. Watching his cock and feeling him throb and surge between her breasts, she gasped as her blouse darkened and her breasts grew warm. Semen gathered in her bra cup and pooled in her cleavage, sticking to her skin and leaving it slick. She shivered, her pants wet and nipples hard, as he held himself in place and unloaded against her.

Mike grunted as he finished. “So fucking good,” he said, and he slid himself from her cleavage and swung his big dick up and into her face. Without asking, he rubbed himself along her cheek before forcing her lips open again. Staring her in the eyes, he fed himself to her. Andrea glared as she tasted him, and was surprised to find his flavor thick but not unpleasant. She cleaned him dutifully, but she did it with a frown.

Mike grinned in response. “There’s a good civvie bitch. That’s how you treat a hero.” Once satisfied, Mike released her and let her slide to the floor. She settled on her knees, her breasts exposed and thick semen sliding slowly down her belly. Mike, meanwhile, stood over her with his dick out and a grin splitting his face.

Andrea wiped saliva from her chin. “Get out,” she growled.

Mike laughed and tucked himself away. His smile never left his face. “Yeah, yeah, whatever,” he muttered, leaving her in the office. On the way out, he said, “You know you liked it.”

Alone in the office, Andrea sat in his sperm. She hated him, but she also couldn’t refute him. She had liked it, and she would be equally powerless to stop it from happening again.