End Exposition, Fucking Get

It all starting happening very fast at that point. You're saying something to the wriggling girl, and though you aren't sure exactly what it was it must have been well received. She slips her trembling little hand into your your huge one, after all, trying and failing to swallow a whine when her furiously twitching nipples visibly throb into her blouse. You begin leading her towards the stairs on instinct, and when she has trouble matching your stride you effortless scoop the barmaid up into your arms. All of her apprehension seems to vanish as she sinks into you, the girl cooing wordlessly into your chest while an arm slinks down to lightly caress your stomach. You're fairly certain the tavern erupted into boisterous cheers at one point, but for all you are paying attention they might as well be totally silent.

It strikes you that you feel good. Like, outlandishly good. The girl is petite, sure, but even then you'd have struggled to carry her across the room without getting tired, before. But you just swept her up the staircase three steps at a time, and you are confident that you could keep going until...you don't know, forever? And your control is ridiculous too; you're fairly certain the door that you shouldered open had been locked, but if the girl in your arms felt anything she sure hasn't let up on the giggling fit that seems to have overtaken her. Laying a girl down onto a bed this fluidly, her giggles turning into a drawn out breath of desire? That takes real-deal core strength. Clearly this guy, er, clearly you, or...whatever, are no show pony. Clearly...the girl's sudden gasp knocks you out of your reverie. She's up on her knees now, eyes wide, breasts lushly overflowing her arms as she presses her fists tightly to her chest. You follow her enraptured gaze to find that at some point during your self-inventory, your body had taken it upon itself to unbuckle your belt and pull down your leggings.

You hope the girl is too distracted to hear the shocked noise you only manage to half-swallow. Your dick is fucking huge, yes; you can't say for sure right now but if someone guessed you had edged out a foot, you'd have trouble disagreeing. And that's not even the issue. It's your goddamn nuts. Two heavy balls the size of a man's fist bulge proudly from a massive yet nearly overtaxed sack, visibly churning with virile energy. Your absurdly overgrown pair insistently pulse, a heavy need spreading deep throughout your groin as you manage to look up at the girl. She is biting her lip again as she reverently reaches out with both hands to cup your balls, each one proudly overflowing her dainty hands.

Your shot of pre catches her as much by surprise as it does you, a stream easily as big as most men's entire load arcing out to splat merrily onto the shelf of her heaving chest. For a second she pouts despite herself, thinking you've spent yourself already. But once she (and you) notice that, if anything, you are even harder than before, she shoots you a grin of such wide-eyed delight that you can't draw this out any longer. You might still be dazed by all this, but your body knows what it wants and what to do, and both of those things happen to be what the girl is clenching between her legs this very moment.

Before you know it you have the girl on her back, kissing and nipping at her neck as she groans in approval. You're so tall and she's so little that you're almost doubled over as you flip up her skirt, but you pay that fact no mind as you ease the girl into a deep kiss. You could have ripped her utterly drenched panties to shreds, but find yourself gently sliding them down her shapely legs instead. Your nostrils flare as the all-consuming scent of girlish cum hits your nose again, and the girl moans desperately into your mouth as you line the throbbing head of your more than princely penis with the lips of her plump pussy. That moan turns into a gasp, and that gasp into a wail of utter fulfillment as you wrap an arm around her waist and begin to implacably sink yourself into her shuddering, liquid depths.

She probably isn't particularly snug to most, but to a man of your stature she is as tight as it gets. You seemingly bottom out with a full half of your dick exposed on the first push, but you secure your grip on her waist for the second push and find you can sink further and further into her deliciously hot pussy with every careful thrust. Her hands desperately clutch handfuls of your doublet as she begs for you to go slowly through gasps and moans of animal pleasure, squishing her breasts out of her bodice and up into her deeply flushed face. That transforms into a primal shriek of climax when you somehow manage to bottom out inside of her, the absurdly heavy slap of your ridiculously overstuffed balls against her bottom prompting her second orgasm and for her to wrap her legs around as much of you as she can and switch to begging you to give her everything you've got. Well. As long as she's asking.

You pull back almost completely out of the girl and, with an expert handling that this body has clearly done more than once, flip her up onto her hands and knees. Her objections at suddenly being empty are drowned out by her wail of delight as you thrust back up to the hilt into her, the girl's voice catching in unexpected pleasure when your weighty balls smack her throbbing little clit. She is so tight now that every pull back tries to draw her whole body back with it, but your unfaltering grip on her wide hips give you more than enough purchase to piston in and out of her shudderingly grateful lips. The sound of your animal coupling drowns out even the creaking complaints of the overtaxed bed as you pound away at the girl, her arms trembling as if they are about to give out. Deciding that won't do, you wrap one arm around her soft stomach while the other gathers up a large handful of her right tit, pulling her back into your chest as you continue to desperately couple.

You have no idea how long you fuck each other in this way, you holding the girl practically aloft as she humps back into your manly thrusts, eyes rolled back to meet yours as she coos, giggles and moans in an unintelligible melange of carnal bliss. You've lost count of her orgasms, but they are definitely going to have to throw away the bedding that you've utterly soaked with a combination of sweat and lady cum. As she shudders to yet another climax, you suddenly become aware of a deep, red-hot energy beginning to throb its way up from the very essence of your core. Oh fuck, this is happening. There is no question in your mind of where this load is going, but nevertheless you crane your head down to rumble a growl into the barmaid's ear. She manages to shriek out her agreement before you envelop her tightly in your arms and sink yourself as deeply into the girl as you can, the proud head of your regal cock plundering the depths of her womb as your outrageous orgasm erupts forth.

Your first shot could have lasted for an hour, it seemed to blast out of you for so long, and the second is even bigger. You can't be certain, but you are fairly certain you've already produced more cum than you have in the rest of your life put together and yet you are still happily pumping more and more into the quivering girl. It's not long before you must have filled her up completely, because your cum is actually rebounding back out of her to splatter all over the bed and floor. What was at first a gasp of shock has since turned into a groan of utter satisfaction as the girl clutches at her visibly puffed stomach, eyes heavily lidded as her womb delights in being stuffed like it never has before, by so much more of a man than it ever has before.

What seems like an eternity later you finally release your last, still fully-sized shot into the now sagging girl, nearly asleep already as the effects of your marathon fuckfest and being so thoroughly seeded begin to make themselves known. You can't help but notice that you, however, still feel as fresh as when you started. Maybe even better; having a totally sated armful of expertly fucked girl apparently does wonders for the old self esteem. Carefully letting her slide off your still semi-hard dick, you gently shed the girl of her sopping wet and mostly torn cloths. Deciding the cloak draped over the armchair in the room must be yours anyway, you bundle the girl into it with a softness belied by your muscular frame and settle her down into the chair. She softly hums in sleepy pleasure as you brush aside her now rather wild curls of hair to lay a kiss on her forehead, snuggling down into the chair and the scent of you on your cloak as she readily slips off into slumber.

You put your hands to your head, giving a long stretch of satisfaction and pushing your sweat-drenched hair out of your face when you freeze. Uh...so, that sure happened. And if you doubted your recent memories, the blissfully napping girl and the apparently ever-present throb settling deeply into your demanding balls are happy to provide additional proof. Shaking your head slowly, you lightly smack a hand to the side of your face. When that fails to wake you up, you smile ruefully and have to give a helpless shrug.

Well, might as well focus on what you understand: you are deeply aware of the powerful thirst that now burns your throat; shooting out who knows how much cum in a single sitting takes a lot of fluids out of you. You pull off your doublet, damp with sweat and two peoples' cum as it is, let it drop to the floor and struggle back into your leggings. Once you manage to corral your genitals back into their patently absurd but somewhat manageable bulge, you wander out of your sex-saturated room to go and find something to quench your less X-Rated thirsts.