Every inch matters

I groaned as Drey was easily the biggest out of the three guys I had sex in the last days. Both in length, but also in girth. He was stretching me in a way so slow and tender I almost fell in love right then and there. It was a little bit cringy, but I do remember how easily he reached the deepest parts of my pussy.

The next moment was one of adaptation, nobody moved, just me and him locked into a tight embrace. Then, after a good few moments, both me and him started moving - I lifted my hips and he followed, thrusting his jumbo sized dick inside of me. The grunts were quiet and subdued, at least at first, with me moaning out continuously instead of the gasps or squeals of last time.

There was a low rhythmic sound building, but it was still quiet, as we were essentially making love, it was kind of a quiet therapy for me. And I know it sounds weird saying this, but it was like that for me. More from my part than whatever Drey thought in those first moments, I was getting used to being Mari. Not forever, but making peace with my new self in a way.

After this, he let me get used to riding, I settled my feet on his thighs and arched my back, slowly going up and down, getting myself steady. I found out that doing this is much much easier than putting all of the work on my knees, it went at my own pace and he felt many inches larger.

Drey's hands were on my hips, steadying me in and silently teaching me what moves he liked, what pace we would settle on, and after that it was when the fun really kicked in. I remember myself getting bolder, gyrating my hips awkwardly, trying to translate my above average dancing into this and trying to handle how much his entire girth dragged my folds along with it. It was so exciting going this fast and it was even better when it was with someone who actually was not a douchebag.

"Damn, Mari. You're tight as hell! Your pussy is fucking hungry!"

"I-it's the pill! It's a passion...."

"I think you're more passionate about this than me! Are you sure you want to keep going? It's gonna be alright if we stop right now."

"S-shut up Andre! You have a girl riding you and you're being sappy~?"

"Well, you're my friend and this is kind of freaky. It's hot sure, but I don't know if I can call you any names."

"Really? Are you that much of a loyalist?"

"I will reconsider that if you keep being a bratty little slut!"

I snickered at how quickly he changed his tune, with me yelping the moment we switched positions, with now Drey getting us laying on our sides, with one of my legs draped out in the air while he fucked me from behind. Somehow, I felt him going deeper, in a similar situation with Kyle, but instead of being just pummeled until my brain shutted down, here I was actively contributing to my head turning into mush.

The pill's effects simmered in quickly and sooner than I expected, with the intensified feelings clearly shortening my rationale to think, but wasn't it a bit risky to fuck in the middle of the living room when Fleabag or even Drey's mom could catch us? I kind of forgot at the time she didn't know my new form at the time

I was so close to just opening my mouth to start begging for Drey's orgasm, but just like Kyle, it seems their athleticism makes it hard for them to get close, although I think Drey's oncoming orgasm might arrive sooner. His tip pressed with each of his longer strokes, focusing on using his overwhelming love muscule to somehow reach most of my sensitive ends all at once, it was insanely good and so frustrating that the breeder pill couldn't let me orgasm on my own.

Then, out of a sudden, Drey covered my voice stopping our fuck mid thrust and leaving me dazed on the couch as he hid our clothes with an efficience so high I swear he did this before. I had no time to think about anything as he was already rushing me to his room, dodging corridors and settling us in his classic bedroom.

"Andre? You left the TV on! Is somebody there with you?"

"I did? I'll go there as soon as I finish something here!"

"... Fine. I'll only let this slide because your grades have been nicer. Flea is home?"

"At the backyard! He's doing some yardwork!"

I was not with a sane mind, my head was still so frustrated by not being able to find release, my crotch was clenching on instinct, with a pleasant sting as my pussy returned to its natural non stretched out state. It was like I was in a state of afterglow without achieving orgasm, it was maddening. Drey was at his door, talking to the woman I knew my whole life, his mom. I kind of empathize with her nowadays after I had my own baby, but I always saw her just as cool, overworked nurse who had a horrible dating history.

"Damn, she arrived early. Someone must've covered her."

"Y-yeah... Urgh...~"

"You feeling okay?"

"Somewhat. This stupid pill doesn't let me cum until someone nuts in me."

"Wait, wasn't your pill just a passion?"

"With a breeder suptype. Oh, you weren't there, were you?"

"Nah. It was when the girls took you shopping, right? Damn, that's crazy work from Kyle. So did Phil sprayed his seed inside?"

"N-no, we used condoms."

"Great. Praticing safe sex is a must."

"Unlike how we're doing?"

"Shit. I forgot?"

I rolled my eyes as he looked around his room for condoms, while I just sat up in his old creaky bed. Essentially trying to calm down from my arousal, but it seemed I was purely stuck in a constant stream of excitement, with my nipples ever hard and my pussy anxious for more. Drey sighed and looked at me, half conflicted at wanting to continue searching or half excited at continuing. In the end, we both decided to be careless and throw away to the luck, I could've told him about the mostly unused condoms I had on my duffel bag or about how he could have some in his bag, but since both of them were probably in the living room, we didn't want to risk getting caught.

So I just brace myself in a boring missionary position while Andre gets on top of me. As I look down, I get to fully see the monster that was inside of me, and the only question I ask to myself is... How did that fit? It was veiny and somehow even darker than his already healthy dark-hued complexion, it was more awe inspiring than it was intimidating.

He thrusted in faster, it seemed like even the gentle giant in Drey had his fill of the day. He looked at me looking for an answer about this rougher pace, and the only I thing I did was cross my legs against his waist and hold him close.

The thrusting came hard and fast, the creak of the bed clearly snitching on what we were doing, but we weren't focused on that, moreso on how he was pummeling me and using his weight to make each thrust seem like a gut punch, a very pleasurable gut punch.

His balls were something I had yet to pay attention, but I could feel them slapping against my ass at each thrust, with me hoping that they could deliver on the orgasm I so desperately needed at this point. I was so **** in order to climax that I remember I was holding Drey's face and showering it with little kisses, it was kind of funny or rather pity inducing if you looked into it.

"Fuck. I'm close, Mari. Are you sure you want it inside?"

"Just fucking cum inside of me, Drey. I'm going crazy here, I need your jizz to just free me of feeling so horny! C'mon big guy, DICK ME DOWN!"

He groaned after it, putting in a final push of sorts, thrusting so hard the entire bed was creaking, reaching a point of no return. The moment he shot out his load inside of me, the bed lost a leg and tilted, which added just the touch of adrenaline to make my head spin more. The moment his sperm started being shot around in all directions like one huge cum explosion, I nearly yelled, just squealed so hard Andre had to cover my mouth. It was like several different types of fireworks lit inside of my brain, with me losing any sense of shame, modesty or anything else. It was freeing in a way, and with the way my friend's face was scrunched up, he too was having a good time.

After that explosive finish, I had much more of a clear head, noticing that me and Drey were basically cuddling on near the floor. And then we panicked because of his bed and our nakedness. Would it surprise any of you to know that me and him managed to sneak around the house and get our things? Or would it be nicer of me to say that we actually almost ran in on Drey's mom and her boyfriend also having sex in the kitchen? What a coincidence, isn't it?

Introductions rolled around dinner time, way after Drey had called my mother and assured her we would be alright, which also lead to me being **** to "out myself" to his mother, who was surprised that someone could spike a guy like me. I was surprisingly shocked by the amount of support I got from everyone else. But, this was only really the beginning of how I got here, things get much much crazier during the next week...