Meet the Girls 4 - Showing Gratitude

You have no idea what time it is when you wake up. Through the room's sole window comes the faint light of dawn though. You must've actually slept through the entire night after Zoey had eaten you out. Speaking of her, you feel her big, muscular arm around your shoulder. Turning around, you see her sleeping next to you, on her back. The blanket is pulled up to her waist and her naked torso is exposed. Words fail to describe how sexy her abs look in this morning light.

Despite some lingering sleepiness, you're actually rather well rested. After all the stress and awkwardness from yesterday, you were certain you'd get a terrible night of sleep but god damn, did Zoey knock you out. A smile forms on your face as you recall the events of last night. Fuck, you felt like a guitar in the hands of the world's best musician. She really is just a beast in bed.

It's quiet, save for the sounds of her breathing. Peaceful. You could stay here forever, lying next to her, watching her sleep. Or - and that seems even more enticing - you could repay her favor. You're normally not much of a morning person and that does extent to sex as well, but you'll be damned if Zoey didn't deserve waking up to a blowjob. Carefully, you pull the blanket off her and while you are still fully clothed, her lower half greets you just as nude as the rest of her body. Even flaccid, her penis is, like, comically large. In its soft state still at least five inches in length, it just lies there between her thighs, but somehow it still manages to be mighty intimidating. Intimidatingly hot.

With a mischievous grin, you sit up next to her and gently run a fingertip along the topside of her cock. You'll probably never get used to the sight of this ridiculous thing. You carefully wrap your hand around the thick shaft, letting it slowly grow in your palm. During your first two encounters, you've never seen it soft or growing and it's honestly strangely fascinating. Responding slow at first to your touch, it just keeps growing and growing. You obviously know how big it is when fully hard, but you still expect it to stop growing several times on its way there. Once it has reached its full size, you can't help but shake your head. How the hell doesn't she faint from blood loss? This thing is literally the size of your forearm and rivaling it in thickness. Were it to lay on her stomach, it would easily reach far past her belly button. You feel silly. This is the third time you're seeing it, feeling it, yet you just can't help but be amazed.

After a few more moments of admiring its sheer size, you decide to move on. Conveniently, her dick is so long, you don't even have to lean down all that much to have your mouth reach her tip. Softly, you let your lips brush over the head. Then, you give it a gentle kiss. From there, you start kissing and licking her glans and while doing so, you massage her shaft with both your hands. Zoey mumbles and stirs a little, but her eyes remain closed.

Shifting onto your kness to get lower, you extent your licks and kisses further down her shaft. I really does not taste bad. Somehow you come to this conclusion anew every time. To properly reach her balls with your mouth though, you need to reposition yourself. Thus, you end up kneeling between her legs.

You continue planting a trail of kisses and licks along her massive shaft, working your way down to her heavy testicles. Once you've arrived, you let your tongue play with her balls while you simultaneously jerk her off with your hands. Zoey shifts and hums but while you can't tell whether or not she's waking up, you won't let the uncertainty hinder you.

Her balls are so huge, each of them almost fills your palm on its own. She's a bit hairy down there but she keeps it neatly trimmed. It fits her. Would be weird to sport a happy trail like that and have the rest completely shaven.

You continue stimulating her, switching between her balls to give them both equal treatment. All the while, your hands feel the increasing lubrication of her precum, allowing your palms and fingers to smoothly slide across her skin. While it is fun to service her balls, you can't wait to have the real prize in your mouth though. Slowly, you lick your way up her shaft but when you arrive back at her tip, you're quite startled to find Zoey's eyes open and aimed right at you.

"Mornin'." smirks the buff futanari and her morning voice is even raspier than normal.

"H-hey." you reply, a bit taken aback upon having been caught like that.

"Enjoying yourself?" Zoey asks and her smirk turns into a smug grin.

"Maybe." you answer, smiling coyly. "How long have you been awake?"

"Dunno, couple minutes." she replies and sits up a little. "You looked good down there."

"Well, thanks." you chuckle and plant a kiss on her tip.

"Don't mind me then." the muscular girl smirks and puts her hands behind her head. Unable not to at the sight of these arms, you quickly bite your own lip before returning your attention to her dick. Parting your lips wide, you take her cockhead into your mouth, making sure to add a little moan for emphasis. You don't have a degree in psychology to see that she likes it.

Slowly, you descend further, taking her inch after inch. As always, it's a struggle and after about a third of her length, you already feel the urge to gag. It's the third time you blow her but you're still miles away from anything that even resembles a deepthroat. You'll definitely have to work on that. After what she has, now repeatedly, done to your pussy, her dick deserves all the depth it desires and more. As a matter of fact, why not start practicing right now?

Taking a deep breath, you try to relax your throat and push forward. Immediately, you can feel the muscles in your neck protest, trying to prevent you from **** yourself. Unable to suppress a gag, you instinctively pull back a little - not completely, just enough for the pressure in your throat to subside.

"Woah, easy." you hear Zoey say, a mix of amusement and concern in her tone. Feeling a little playful, you squint your eyes at her and - with your mouth still around her cock - you shake your head.

"Heh, aight then." she chuckles and nods. "Have at it."

Taking another deep breath, you go down again. And again, you only manage a fraction of her length before the reflexes of your throat kick in. This can't be this difficult! They say, you have to relax you throat and try and breathe through your nose. Well, maybe 'they' haven't tried to cram a dick the size of a forearm down their throats.

Alright, alright, be reasonable about this. You manage a third without issue. All of it - completely out of the question. But half? That's gotta be doable. Yes, try getting to 50% for now. Still, this is likely two additional inches to where your throat is already revolting. One last, deep breath. Then, you **** yourself further down her shaft.

"Nnnghhh..." you groan and gag, but you resist the instinct to pull back. You can't bring yourself to push deeper either, however. Instead, you hold still, trying to get used to her tip lodged in the entrance to your throat.

"Doing good." Zoey casually encourages you. You decide against trying to reply. Instead, you push a little deeper. And your throat does not like that. Subsequently, you start **** and immediately pull all the way back, coughing and gagging.

"Naww, too much?" the futa teases you.

"Shut up." you croak, still a bit out of breath.

"You know, you're hot when you're struggling." Zoey says and the deep tone in her voice kinda catches you off guard. That was... surprisingly hot.

"S-hut up." you repeat and retort with a smile and wipe some drool off your chin.

"Seriously though, go easy now." the muscular girl advises you. "You'll have plenty of time to practice."

"Aaalright." you sigh and nod. Time to go back to a regular blowjob.

Once more, you wrap your lips around her glans and sink down her shaft. Instead of pushing deeper than comfortable, you focus on her tip and the topmost part of her shaft. You have two hands to work the rest, after all. Damn, it's a shame, you don't have these big ass anime boobs to smother her dick with. Yours might even be big enough to perform a titjob, but not with someone of her mad proportions.

While jerking and sucking her off, you look up at her. With a relaxed expression on her face, she has her eyes closed and her hands behind her head, just enjoying your service. There's still a sense of smugness to her, a smugness only a stupid, sexy fuckboy like her could have. It can be irritating at times, but she somehow manages to make it kinda charming. In general, said fuckboy-ness is honestly strangely intriguing. It can be so emotionally frustrating - just thinking back to yesterday alone - but on the one hand, her carefree attitude towards sexuality is really refreshing and on the other... shit, it's just hot as fuck.

The irony of thinking about her fuckboy-ness while you're literally sucking her dick is not lost on you. Guess, you're just one of the many chicks to end up on her list, but right now, that fact does strangely little to bother you. Maybe it's because she never gave you the feeling of being just another body - another hole, to phrase it a tad crudely. Or maybe, you're just catching feelings for the best dick you've ever had. And its owner, obviously.

Blowing her for the third time now, you're starting to figure out more precisely what she likes. She seems to enjoy hard sucking and a tight grip - as tight as possible with hands unable to fully wrap around it, at least. A good bit of sloppiness seems to get her going too, especially paired with eye contact. She did mention she has an oral fixation.

It's an interesting dynamic with her. On the one hand, she obviously like to see you pleasure her, but on the other, she also seems to take great enjoyment from pleasuring you. It's dominant in both cases though. If she's servicing you, it's because she wants to. If you're servicing her, it's because she makes you want to.

"Fuck, yeah..." she eventually hums, a slight groan carried in her voice. "Shit, I could get used to this."

Of course she can. Who wouldn't want to wake up to a blowjob like this?

"Just a bit more..." the muscular futa mutters and opens her eyes. "Yeah, just like that."

Dutifully, you keep doing what you're doing, staring her straight in the eyes, practically milking her cock as if you're trying to wring and suck the water out of a garden hose. Soon, your mouth and hands feel the first twitches and pulses. Zoey bites her lip as her breathing subtly intensifies. Her abs tense and flex and this is quickly turning into your favorite part.

Wishing so bad to get her over the hump, you turn up your moans and the intensity of your movements. The sound of your wet, sloppy, sucking has long filled the room, but the increased volume and speed makes it even louder and lewder.

"Ohh, fuuuck..." Zoey groans and what follows is a few seconds of silence, a deep, heavy grunt, and then, her load. And even by the first shot alone, you can tell this is not gonna be any less than the previous times. Thick, futa cum is pumped and pumped and pumped into your mouth, filling it to the brim, and no matter how fast you swallow, there just comes more. Fucking hell, it's a lot. It's already running out the corners of your mouth and you're increasingly scruggling to swallow it all. Soon, you simply can't take anymore without **** and thus, you're **** to pull back, letting the remaining shots land on your face and tits.

Zoey eventually sighs contently while her cock pumps out the last few spurts of cum.

"Jesus..." you pant and wipe a glob of semen from your eyebrow.

"Heh, looking good." the futa smirks as her eyes scan your face and chest.

"Dude, I must look like a melting snowman." you chuckle and scoop up some spunk from your cheek. "Shit, I should get a bucket next time."

"Nah, I like it when it lands on you." Zoey grins and sits up.

"Of course you do." you smirk and roll your eyes.

"You know, really suits ya."