Big Ass Load of My Cock from 2025

Cheri had been thinking about the finish.

Not just the build. The actual load. The kind of thick, heavy release that left a mess. She wanted the camera locked on his cock the whole time, and she wanted the title to be honest.

She brought it up while she was stroking him one night, slow and tight.

“I want to do one that’s just about the load,” she said. “Big one. Like a year-end thing. ‘Big ass load of my cock from 2025.’ Keep the camera on it the whole time.”

Manny’s cock flexed in her hand. “Yeah?”

“Yeah. Make it messy.”

That evening she set the camera low and tight. Soft lighting. She stripped completely and stood naked behind the camera, two fingers already moving between her legs while she checked the frame. Manny sat where she told him, legs spread, soft cock hanging heavy.

Her voice came through the mic quieter than usual, almost conversational.

“Okay… look at it. Soft right now. You’re gonna watch it get hard, and then you’re gonna watch it cum. Don’t look away.”

Manny kept his eyes on her. Cheri kept touching herself as she spoke.

“It’s already got that heavy look. Just wait till it’s throbbing. Stay with it.”

She paused the recording.

The second the light went off she was on her knees, taking him into her mouth. She sucked him wet and slow until he was fully hard, then pulled off, stroked him a few times with a lot of spit, and went back behind the camera.

She hit record again.

“There. Hard. Look at that. This is the one that’s gonna give a big load. Keep watching.”

Manny started stroking. Cheri’s voice stayed low.

“Yeah… just like that. Watch the head. Watch how it gets darker. It’s already leaking a little.”

She paused again. This time she took him deeper, let him feel her throat, then turned around and rubbed her wet pussy along the underside of his cock without putting it in. She coated him thoroughly before standing up and going back to the camera.

Record.

“Getting closer,” she said, a little breathless now. “Look how hard it is. It’s gonna be a heavy one. Don’t look away when it starts pulsing.”

One more pause. She climbed onto the bed, straddled him, and ground her pussy against his cock while he sucked on her nipples. She left him shiny and wet, then returned behind the camera.

“Last bit,” she said. “Stroke it. Get it there. I want a real load out of this one.”

She let him stroke until her own legs were shaking, then stopped the recording.

The camera was barely off before she climbed on top of him and sank down onto his cock in one slow push. She exhaled hard against his neck.

“Fuck… there it is.”

She started riding him with deep, steady rolls of her hips. The first orgasm hit her pretty fast—her pussy clenched and she came with a sharp, wet pulse that spilled out around him. She kept moving through it, forehead against his.

“Don’t stop,” she muttered. “Stay in me.”

Manny’s breathing got rougher. His hands tightened on her hips. Cheri leaned down and kissed him, slower than before.

“Inside,” she said against his mouth. “I want it inside.”

He thrust up and came with a low groan, pulsing thick and heavy into her. Cheri felt every spurt and kept grinding through it, kissing him the whole time, soft and deep.

Even after he finished she didn’t stop.

She kept riding him slowly, still full of his cum, arms around his neck, kissing him like she wasn’t ready to let the moment end. Another orgasm rolled through her—quieter, deeper—while their mouths stayed together. She made a small sound into the kiss as more wetness spilled out of her and mixed with what he’d already left inside.

When she finally slowed, she stayed all the way down on him, forehead against his, still giving him soft, lingering kisses.

“That’s the load,” she whispered, almost smiling. “I’m keeping it.”