Just skip to the fucking

"Oh, yes! I love your coooock! I'm gonna marry your cooook~♡! Oh! Ohh~! Oooohhn!"

Five thirsty women, one bored man. It was a slaughter. A mismatch. Aaron fucked them nice and hard and made them act like they were virgins experiencing sex for the first time.

The apologetic Detective Kasinsky broke first. She was the loudest too as she hadn't had dick in a long time due to her divorce. She screamed and praised his cock, thoroughly addicted to it after a fierce pounding.

Once he dumped a hot load inside her, Detective Kasinsky collapsed. She was the easiest to please as she carried the last amount of stamina.

Next was Detective McKenna. Oh man, was she a doozy. Although horny, he saw hesitation in her eyes.

"S-sorry! Sorry! It's sooo good! Your cock! Amazing! I can't–! I can't–! I can't hold baaack! Cock! Long! Deep! So goood!"

Luckily, after a nice makeout session and then piping her from behind, she lost said hesitation. It was like the delay was never there to begin with. When he asked her why she was so sensitive, the black detective was happy to answer.

"My husband! My poor husband!" Detective McKenna wailed. "Make me forget about my husband! My husband! Oooh, he never went this deep! Fuuuuck~!" He prodded her womb a little more and discovered extra details. Her husband was killed by the supervillain Mirror years ago. The grief from such a loss prevented her from moving on, from having sex or finding another man.

Until now.

"Thank you, thank, thank you! Good! God! God! Amazing!"

He pulled on her low pony-tail and dragged her across his cock repeatedly–with stealth and precision that erased her trauma. The East African woman was the darkest too so watching his white cock pump in and out of her was mesmerizing. It was like art, a blend of black and white that had longed for each other.

The emphasis between skin tones was greater as he fucked the other black women. Detective Josie Mac and Anne Bishop practically sang songs regarding his white cock.

"I was right! I waaaaaaaaaas~! White cock is better! Your cock–your cock is better! So much better! Fuck! Shit! Fuuuck!" Dreads in a high-ponytail were phenomenal for pulling. Like reigns, like with Detective McKenna and Vicki Vale, he used them to put some oomph into his thrusts. Pounding into her like a madman while he also fingered Anne Bishop.

Satisfying two women at once? Not a problem for Aaron Reigner. He creampied her and stuffed more spunk than she had experienced in a lifetime.

Then he fucked Anne Bishop. Rather than doggy style, his favourite, he slammed her against the wall and screwed her standing. The sweat and tears overflowing from the proud black officer was tasty.

"Big! Fat! White! Cock! Too good, it's too good," Anne Bishop howled into his ear. "You motherfucker! How can you be that deep? How!? How, how, how!? Motherfucker, how can a white cock be this goooood!?"

Aaron wasn't a huge proponent of race play but hey–if the ladies enjoyed it then they enjoyed it. What could he do except continue to fulfil their fantasies?

"We love white cock! We love white cock!" Anne Bishop and Josie Mac exclaimed in synch. "White cock! W-white–"

He flicked another finger inside Anne and brutally thrusted into Detective Mac. "Quiet," he ordered. "We're in a hospital."

They obeyed.

They also came seven times. Their minds were deficient by the end, their faces and bodies puckered and twitchy.

Detective Bartlett was the most attentive and observant member of the team and that showed in the way she had sex. She took a particular interest in his balls, suckling on them as soon as he was finished with Anne Bishop. Her tongue ran laps around the precious orbs. Aaron's cock throbbed, isolated, and he peered down at her strange kink.

"You're Catholic, aren't you? Should you really be doing something this perverted?" Aaron asked, gesturing to the chaos of the sixsome.

"A…holy…union…is–anh!–not a–ah!–sin." Detective Barlett didn't pause and answered between licks.

'Shouldn't that be with a husband though…' Aaron tried not to judge, despite the hypocrisy. It wasn't like he was a man of faith himself.

An hour passed. Another batch of creampies were given as well as a thorough thrashing. Anne Bishop was fucked against the wall, sliding down as cum spilled out of her, and Detective Kasinsky lay on the floor, drooling and pooling white between her legs. Meanwhile, Aaron laid on his bed and watched television, balls sucked and cock serviced by Joely Barlett and Josie Mac. A white and black woman working in sync to praise him, to deify him, to serve him. It was exhilarating feeling the mix of two worlds. They might not have been models or overly busty or sexy but they had heart. They were ordinary white and black women trying to fit this giant cock inside them.

It was fun. Nothing life bending but a solid pass time.

"Good job," Aaron praised, hands behind his back. He casually switched the channel to a nature documentary. "You're both amazing."

Hums of delight came from under his sheet. He inhaled sharply as their tongues worked together to swirl the underside of his glans.

'I guess blowjobs and handjobs are easier than sex.'

Interestingly enough, not a single one of them could fit the totality of his length inside. Eight inches, seven inches–ten inches in the case of Anne Bishop, but never the full thing. A frank reminder that these women were not Cassandra, Vicki or Harley Quinn. They were not celebrities. They were mere footnotes.

Their cunts were nothing to note either. Excruciatingly tight but that was about it. He couldn't recall further details. Cassandra, Vicki, fucking Harley, they were phenomenal in so many ways that he could still feel the phantom pressures of their walls. The longing for a better, tighter, wetter pussy. A sign his body wanted them but were stuck with these thirsty, subpar law enforcers.

"Your white cock is so massive," Detective Mac commented, stroking him with both hands. She eyed her efforts with the curiosity and amazement of a veteran detective because it truly was amazing. It was something straight out of cartoon porn–a manhood capable of handling multiple pairs of hands. "It's like a great white pipe."

Detective Bartlett hummed. "Mmm, yeah…"

"I love white cock," Detective Mac added.

"Me too."

Under the covers of his blanket, hidden from plain view, they sucked and fondled and performed their best blowjobs and handjobs. The creampies laid deep inside them dripped out piece by piece. Their fate was already sealed: their insides would never be the same. He had arranged their guts like a surgeon.

Aaron sighed, satisfied as he came and facialed the two women. Swallowing was not an option as his shaft was like an uncontrollable water hose. As a matter of fact, he probably made a mess of the blanket and his legs. Even so, his primary object had been accomplished; a rigorous glazing of thick white slop on their faces, including Detective Bartlett's massive forehead. He lifted the blanket to witness her delight. She had told him during her screams that she hated her big forehead. Given its ample size, he was sure men found it difficult to cover it in their cum. A terrible reminder for the poor woman. Not Aaron though. He could release enough nectar for not just her but her contemporary too. He was a man who turned women's insecurities to dust. He made them love and appreciate themselves as well as his big, fat schlong.

He released the blanket and ordered them to clean up the mess on his legs. The smell of his spunk was not going to leave them for a couple days and that was exactly how he wanted it. Actually, no, he craved more. They still had a night left. He was going to fuck, creampie, and facial them until they couldn't walk for weeks.