Charlotte's Web

"Watch..." she sighed with an uneven breath as she brought her sexy fingers to her clit. Increasing her pace on his cock, Charlotte started tap-tap-tapping her enflamed nub, adding a hi-hat to the pounding beat of their mating. Gary watched in awe as she lewdly manipulated her pleasure button, loving what a wanton slut she looked like right now. Once again, this was by design, Charlotte wanting him to see her as nakedly pursuing her pleasure as he was. She wanted to show him that they were the same, both animals who weren't fit for society. She wanted the raw passion they shared to be so overwhelming that he felt disconnected from the rest of the world, from anything that wasn't her. Imagining him wandering the city, empty inside, with only her on his mind, pushed her over the edge.

"Watch watch watch," she chanted as the orgasm swelled from her pussy into her lower abdomen, gaining heat. When she saw Gary's eyes widen in utter astonishment, she viciously raked her clit with two fingers, priming herself for explosion.

"Waaaaaaatcccchhhhh..." Charlotte half-screamed, half-choked, as white hot pleasure shot through her body. Gary felt his cock awash in a wave of wetness, a sensation he'd never felt before, almost like someone had dumped warm water on it. And then that warmth erupted from her pussy, splattering out the sides of their tight seal, spraying on his pelvis like a fountain.

Charlotte writhed backwards in ecstasy, both hands bracing herself from behind as she let herself fully enjoy this hard-won pleasure. She furiously rubbed her clit as she spewed in time with the waves of her orgasm. She remembered shaking hands with Gary and Lynn at the party, then smashed cut in her mind to right now, drenching that same man's cock with her primal fluids. The pleasure of the juxtaposition rocketed her orgasm and her splashing fountain even higher.

Gary had never been with a woman who squirted, and as the warm liquid continued to spray onto him, running off in rivulets along his tight abs, he felt like he was being baptized anew. In truth, part of his body was -- his abs which he was so proud, now glistened with Charlotte, fusing them in his mind, his abs, Charlotte's juice, together, it is now so. He added his own abs to the growing list of forever reminders of Charlotte.

Despite the intense pleasure, Gary held off his own orgasm, determined to stay rock hard for her for the duration of her orgasm and its aftershocks. The squirting slowed to a trickle as Charlotte's spasms came more intermittently. Exhausted, she released her arms, bending herself, and Gary's dick inside her, backwards. Led by momentum and the urgency to stay connected, Gary sat up, scooting his knees under him so that he could lie on top of her without leaving her body.

Gary gazed at Charlotte's sweaty, flushed face with pride and affection. She looked up at him with a little girl's urgency to go back on the rollercoaster ride. "I want you to cum," she squeaked, hips gyrating. Gary held her face tenderly, staring into the eyes of this beautiful creature who was giving him pleasure beyond his imagination. He felt almost selfish in how good he felt, even though all of his actions tonight were at the urging of Charlotte. If he could think clearly, he might have recalled his many objections along the way that were ignored. But since all he could do was feel, and she was giving him the greatest feeling of his life, all he felt was gratitude.

He started pumping, falling further for her with each thrust. Charlotte dug her heels into his ass, holding him close, not speeding him, just encouraging him to keep following his cock off the cliff. Capturing his load was the final stage of her seduction, a seemingly foregone conclusion that nevertheless was the most important action of the night. She'd thoroughly rewired him already, but him firing the boiling cum inside his pent-up balls deep into her pussy would flush his system of Lynn, at least for a little while. And it was in those moments, from when he first started cumming until he drifted off to sleep in her arms, that she would do the most damage to his and Lynn's relationship. With nothing left inside him, Charlotte would finally, deeply, conclusively fill his heart. Once he started cumming, he would officially start falling in love with her.

It would no longer be necessary to have him plugged into her to control him, though that would always be the purest form. She would now have him on a string where ever he went. He'd recover his senses at some point and try to run from her, shut her out of his life, but would now find that with a few keystrokes by Charlotte, he'd be compelled back to her, crossing whatever boundaries he'd set, his heart aflame.

"You're gonna cum for me, okay?" Charlotte asked rhetorically, though Gary nodded anyway, squeezing her like she was a life raft in a storm. He kissed her neck and cheek as he thrust into her with hard, even strokes, feeling his cum slowly primed by his steady tempo. Charlotte snatched Gary's head so they were face to face, and he knew without her asking that his hand needed to be squeezing one or both of her tits for the rest of their lovemaking. Charlotte nodded in approval as her psychic demands were met and he kneaded her breasts with savage squeezes.

"Cum for me, Gaaary," Charlotte said, holding out his name like she always did, but this time, with his cock in her pussy.

Gary shuddered. Now even my own name is going to remind me of her, isn't it? he wondered with dread while simultaneously picking up the pace.

Charlotte planted a sloppy kiss on his mouth, jamming her tongue inside to announce her full participation in the final sprint of Gary's life-altering journey. She dug her nails into his back, biting his ear, squeezing her legs, humping him desperately. She brushed her lips against his ear.

"Cum for me, Gary. Not her."

Gary's eyes went wide, the last vestige of his love for Lynn now on the line. He knew cumming for Charlotte, especially after she'd made it between her and Lynn, would permanently wreck his current relationship.

"Are you on birth control?" Gary gasped, delaying his choice while his cum rose up his cock to the point of no return.

"You're fine," she replied, just as she had earlier. And just as it had been false assurance before, so it was this time. She had been taking the pill, but over the past month, with her emotions storming over how to steal Gary, she'd been too anxious to remember consistently. The Russian roulette aspect of her unsafe womb launched her toward another orgasm. Gary wasn't just risking his relationship; he was risking a lifelong connection to this unrepentant homewrecker.

He knew on some level that he should ask follow up questions, but her body wiped those thoughts from his mind before they were even finished. He instead dug his toes into the bed and drove harder and faster into Charlotte's sweet, wet depths, stretching his hand to hold together her tits and rub both her nipples. They kissed wildly, their bodies in perfect alignment, him feeding her himself, her swallowing him again and again. Every piece of him wanted to be inside her, and his cock was happy to lead the charge. But soon, the heavy artillery would be brought in, and his cum would cannon into her in search of a more permanent solution to his want. Gary slammed his dripping cock into Charlotte's drooling pussy with all had left.

"You're cumming for me," Charlotte spoke plainly, and suddenly Gary's balls were on fire. He'd always been an expert at cock control, but Charlotte was somehow overriding his years mastery.

"Ahhhh!" Gary heard himself yell, his powerful thrusts surging, but becoming erratic. Charlotte wrapped her body around him, enveloping him like a boa constrictor. Gary braced himself with both hands so he could keep fucking her at maximum velocity, hips gamely driving his cock deep into her even as they spasmed.

"You're cumming for me, you're cumming for me, you're cumming for me," she chanted, licking the sweat from his neck animalistically. Then looking into his eyes, she changed her incantation to "Say it, say it, say it, say it, say it..."

Gary felt his mouth open, but couldn't push the words out. Even after all Charlotte had done to destroy his connection with Lynn, a stubborn strand remained. Charlotte saw the hesitation in his eyes, and knew he'd have to be pushed over the finish line.

"Gaaarrryyyy..." she drew out his name, owning it as she owned him. "Are you cumming for Lynn...?" she let the question hang in the air as the room filled with the symphony of their wet skin slapping together, their bodies fitting together seamlessly, their rhythm perfect. Gary couldn't even remember Lynn anymore. What she looked like, what she tasted like, what she felt like. Her name sounded alien to him, almost hostile. The cum that was about to spill from his cock calmed for a moment, sensing it might be wasted on this "Lynn."

Charlotte felt the slight cooling of Gary's passion at the mention of his girlfriend, and knew she was about to hit a new peak. She wrapped all of her around all of him, staring into his soul. "Or are you cumming for me?"

Gary's cock thrust one last time, then locked in place like a key in a keyhole. He felt the overwhelming urge to push his cock head against Charlotte's womb with all his might, his cum now certain of its rightful destination. Not Lynn. Never Lynn. Who's Lynn?

"Me or Lynn?!" Charlotte screamed.

Gary's own orgasm tore his answer from his throat.

"You, Charlotte!" he spat, just as his long overprimed cock spat its first hot load into her vulnerable pussy, giving Gary the greatest pleasure he'd ever known.

His balls kicked up and ejected another blistering wad of cum directly into her cervix, coating her innermost recesses, his wet warmth causing her pussy to orgasmically contract. Gary felt his eyes water as he emptied himself into her sucking hole, emotionally and spiritually spent, but still giving Charlotte everything he had. "You...you...you..." he mumbled as he flexed his ass, shooting rope after blissful rope of his precious seed into her waiting depths.

Charlotte relished her hot victory, undulating beneath Gary to coax every last drop of cum out of his throbbing shaft and into her suctioning cunt. She received his primal offering in her own state of grace, her orgasm serving both to open herself up for him, and to seal him in, and she honored the solemn moment of replacing his connection to Lynn by whispering in a cracked voice directly into his ear, "Me...me...me..."

Charlotte gently kissed his mouth, tongues entwining like the new lovers they were as Gary's cock sputtered and splattered the last contents of his balls into her devouring pussy, the pleasure mellowing from a lightning strike through his body into a warm, content vibration. That vibration was Charlotte, slowly changing every molecule in his body to yearn for her and only her.

He enjoyed the satiation that spread over his body as his cock dribbled into her filled cunt, leaking the last bit of Gary into Charlotte, his body still rewarding him for his betrayal of Lynn. Even though he was now empty, he'd never felt more fulfilled. He knew there would be hell to pay for what had just happened, but right now, he only felt bliss.

A lethargy came over Gary as his cock strained in vain to squeeze more from the empty well of his balls. His brain, body and heart now flushed, he rested his head on Charlotte's neck, still rock hard inside her, both of them instinctively wanting to keep his sperm plugged up inside her for as long as possible. His mind might not have recognized it, but their bodies were already encouraging this fragile connection to grow into an unbreakable bond. He obeyed his cock's silent command to stay rooted inside her, trapping the risky seminal fluid in her womb, soaking it, and his body hoped, penetrating it.

Charlotte relaxed the grip of her legs. As Gary involuntarily drifted off into sleep, Charlotte made one alteration. She gently lowered his head from her neck to her tits, using them as his pillows. She wanted her tits as well as her pussy to now go to work on him in his sleep, to invade his subconscious, to change him from the inside out.

He would still resist when he awoke, try to leave, try to put the pieces of his broken love for Lynn back together. But when the time came, she would be ready for that. And she would make sure their next fuck was so hot that it burned any remnant of Lynn from his heart.

For now, as Gary's rhythmic breathing told him he'd finally shut down, she too could slumber, secure in the knowledge that when she awoke her favorite victim would still be trapped in Charlotte's web.