Fucking Thea Queen

It was like her fiance didn’t exist. Her brows furrowed and she elected for a different strategy: she sucked at the tip, her tongue flicking over the tip, tasting the saltiness of his precum. Her cheeks hollowed as she tried to take more, but it was too much. She gagged slightly, pulling back with a gasp.

Roy watched from right beside her, his own cock now fully hard. There was something undeniably erotic about seeing Thea struggle with Aaron’s size. He couldn’t look away.

Thea tried again, determined this time. She gripped the base with both hands, stroking slowly as she took as much of him as she could handle. Her tongue swirled around the tip and she could feel the veins pulsing against her lips.

“That’s it,” Aaron encouraged, a hand on his hip. “Take it all.”

Those that could were watching this too. Thea Queen, this new woman, pushing herself further, letting out a muffled moan as she managed to take another inch. Her throat stretched impossibly wide and tears prickled at the corners of her eyes. But she didn’t stop. She couldn’t. She wanted to feel all of him. Alas, only the four inch long cockhead could fit in her throat.

‘All her life, she’s been used to Roy’s seven-incher. She shouldn’t be this bad at it…’

“I, uh, guess it’s the girth,” Roy commented. “You have a girthy fucker, you know that?”

“Ah, right.” Aaron grunted. His hips started to move ever so slightly—just enough to let her know he was close. “Ngh. L-luckily, she won’t have to suck for much longer.”

The look she gave him and her complete dismissal of her future husband, it was hot. Plus, as much as he could control it sometimes, desires spoke. Willpower crumbled. He grunted again. His cock was a rocket about to burst.

“Going to cum…!”

Thea pulled back just in time, the fat mushroom sliding out of her mouth with a wet pop. Aaron let out a final grunt as thick ropes of cum exploded from his tip, splattering across Thea’s face in an epic display of release. The volume was staggering—more than she’d ever seen before. Hefty strings of white that covered her cheeks in one long rope. Two and three and four ropes buried her face entirely.

“W-whoa…”

“Are you fucking seeing this?”

“How much cum can he let out?”

If there were individuals occupied by their own pleasures prior, they weren’t anymore. Not after this. By the end, Thea Queen was slack-jawed and painted like a canvas. Another man’s seed was officially dripping down her chin and landing on her breasts.

Aaron gripped his cock and gave another long stroke. He squeezed out another couple batches of cum and there was a squeal from the bartender. Selina and Tamara gave Trane and his friends a look. Their reactions spoke for themselves.

That lengthy beige cock and those heavy balls…

“S-sheesh,” Roy muttered. “Looks like they weren’t for show…”

The young fiance was in awe, his own cock throbbing with need. He knew what was coming next…

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“BEST COCK EVER! BESSHHHOT COCK EVERRR~!!!!”

Big, fat balls bounced and slapped upwards. The deliciously pale bootycheeks of a billionaire’s heiress was getting gripped and clapped. Thea Queen’s spine arched as Aaron’s massive fourteen-inch cock pistoned into her with a force that left her gasping for air. Her nails dug into his shoulders.

Not Roy’s, but a man she just met. A man with the biggest cock ever.

Aaron noticed she could only take twelve inches. She was far too adjusted to normal cocks. Aaron had to hold back.

“I’VE NEVER HAD A COCK LIKE THISSS~!!! SHOOO DEEEP~! SHOOO FUCKINGGHSHSHH DEEEEEP~!!!”

Yet the screams were as loud and resounding as ever. The sound of flesh slapping flesh echoed across the Nude Side pool at Hedonism II, drawing the attention of everyone nearby. Her toes curled and legs tried to wrap tightly around his waist but failed. See, she wasn’t meant for this. She wasn’t built for this.

Thea Queen was never supposed to get fucked by this kind of cock. She was supposed to live in her own bubbles of universes where she mated with Roy Harper. Except with Empty Hand’s influence, reality and fate had changed. Now, her fiancé jerked himself off to the sight. He was unequivocally dwarfed by the monster currently stretching Thea to her limits. He couldn’t look away, his chest tight as he heard Thea’s moans grow louder and more desperate with every thrust. She never sounded like this with him. Never.

“THANK YOU, ROY! THANK YOU FOR LETTING THIS COCK DESTROY ME!!” Thea cried, her head thrashing from side to side. Her hands flew to her breasts, pinching and rolling her nipples as Aaron’s thick shaft pistoned in and out of her dripping pussy. “I’VE NEVER FELT ANYTHING LIKE THIS—FUCK, IT’S SO BIG! I CAN’T—I CAN’T EVEN THINK!”

Like her legs that tried desperately to do something, even her arms went limp.

This dick was too fucking much.

Aaron smirked. His hands groped and spanked her heart-shaped ass twice, lifting her slightly so she could drop down to the twelve inch mark in loud schliiicks.

“How does Roy compare, Thea?” he asked. His tone was almost polite, like he was genuinely curious. “I’m assuming it was worth the travel here?”

“OH FUCKKK YESSSHH~!” Thea didn’t hesitate. “He can’t! He fucking can’t COMPARE! Oh God, Aaron, you’re ruining me for anyone else! BEST DICK EVERRR~!!”

Roy felt a mix of humiliation and arousal as he watched his fiancée orgasm beneath another man. Frankly…he couldn’t even tell when she was cumming. With him, he could tell when she tightened up but from this perspective, it was impossible to say. She was just…in ecstasy.

He’d always known Thea had a wild side—she’d been a party girl before they got together—but seeing her like this was overwhelming. She was lost in pleasure, completely undone by Aaron’s monstrous size and skill.

Perhaps in another time and place, it would have been the local Jamaican men lounging nearby that would have fucked Thea Queen in accordance to Roy’s festishes. These males were professionals, discreetly sent by the owners of Hedonism to fuck and satisfy certain cucks. Yet even these professionals stopped their own activities to watch in awe. Everyone stopped. Among the sea of naked bodies and couples fucking openly at Hedonism II, Aaron stood out. His cock was unquestionably the biggest to step in the property and that casual dominance was just different.

He didn’t demand. He politely asked. He said, “Can I show your girl the best night of your life” and he fucking did it. It didn’t matter if the woman had been with BBC or BWC—Aaron was on another level. And right now, he was proving it with Thea.

Aaron slowed his thrusts for a moment, gripping Thea’s chin and forcing her to look at him. Her eyes were streaming with tears. She could hardly speak. “Do I have your permission to cum inside her, Roy?” he asked, his tone casual, like he was asking for a drink order.

Again, it was that casual permission. He didn’t just shove his cum in there like a desperate manwhore. He didn’t taunt Roy. He didn’t disrespect him.

Most men would have laughed at the poor guy and said, “It’s Hedonism II. You knew what you were signing up for,” and then nutted.

Not Aaron. He held her. He looked at Roy and would have accepted any word the future husband gave.

Roy’s throat tightened as he looked at Thea, her face flushed, her chest heaving. The tears streaming down her eyes and the little hiccups and gasps…

“Y-yeah,” Roy stammered. He masturbated faster. Sweat slipped down his brow. “You have my permission.”

“Thanks.” He leaned down to kiss Thea deeply, swallowing her moans as he resumed fucking her with long, deep strokes. He only had a couple left in him so they were excruciatingly long. It was as though he was taunting Roy with how much dick he could put into his fiancee.

He didn’t mind. For him, it was hotter. This was what being a cuck was all about.

Thea’s response was a guttural scream after guttural scream. When Aaron buried himself to the hilt, his balls slapping against her ass once last time and throbbing, Thea knew. “Hngnnngghh~!! Y-your name! Give me your name again! I want it! I need it!”

She was forgetting. That was how badly she was getting fucked. “It’s Aaron! And I’m going to pump my cum so deep inside you that it’ll leak out of you for days!”

One last grunt and one last thrust. He filled her up.

Roy spilled his own load too. It was more than he’d ever produced in his life and yet it paled to what Aaron delivered to Thea’s womb and even the amounts that spilled out. That’s right, the creamy seed that was falling in heaps from her pussylips exceeded that of Roy’s entire climax.

And Thea? Thea looked up at him with glazed eyes, a lazy smile spreading across her cum-covered face. “Fuck…” She shivered and quivered from the aftereffects. “Oh fuckkk, Aaron…! Please. I need you again. Fuck me. Fuck me in the ass.” A weak, shaking finger traced his jawline. “Oh fuuuck, your cock is still fucking inside…nngghh…”

She seemed…crazy. Drunk even. Her feet touched the floor and Aaron released her. Miraculously, she could still walk and move.

“Fuckin’ big boy…”

She practically dropped onto the chair, ass out and languidly stretching her asshole for him.

Roy’s eyes widened, his dick not wanting to go down yet. He hadn’t expected her to beg like that—not for more, and certainly not for that. But there she was, her legs spread wide, her body still quivering from the last round, begging for Aaron to take her in a way he never had.

“You want me to stretch that tight little hole while your fiancé watches?”

“Yes,” Thea moaned, arching her back. “Please, Aaron. I need it. I need your cock in my ass.”

Roy swallowed hard, his own cock twitching at the sheer depravity of it all. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing—what he was seeing. Thea, his prim and proper fiancée, reduced to a whimpering mess under Aaron’s touch. And yet, he couldn’t look away.

Aaron grabbed a bottle of lube from the nearby table, slicking up his massive cock until it gleamed in the sunlight. He spread Thea’s legs wider, positioning himself behind her, his hands gripping her hips. “Relax,” he murmured, pressing the tip of his cock against her tight hole. “This is gonna stretch you real good.”

Thea gasped as he pushed in, inch by agonizing inch. Her toes curled, her nails digging into the lounge chair beneath her as she felt herself being stretched wider than she’d ever been before. “Ohmygod,” she whimpered, her voice breaking. “It’s so fucking big. It’s—fuck—it’s too big.”

“Sorry, Roy,” Aaron said, and the remark caught him off-guard. “She plays a big game but she can only take twelve inches of my dick.”

“R-right. Twelve inches.”

Almost double that of Roy. The sidekick nodded mutely, his hand unconsciously moving to his own cock again as he watched Aaron thrust into Thea’s ass. Seven inches. All of Roy was inside her and he still had more.

He couldn’t believe how into it she was—the way her body shook, the way she moaned Aaron’s name like it was the only word she knew.

“Aaaron…Aaroooonn…”

Was she doing this for Roy and his fetish?

“Aaarooon~!!!”

His hips snapped forward with brutal force, never able to give all fourteen inches but still giving plenty. Thea cried out, her legs jerking. Her moans grew louder, more desperate, until they were practically screams. “Yes! Yes! Fuck me like that! Ohmygod, Aaron, you’re so big. You’re so fucking big!”

“So big…!”

Roy grunted with jealousy. Jealousy because he knew he could never give her that kind of pleasure, and arousal because…well, fuck, who wouldn’t be turned on by this?