Messages

Manny’s phone buzzed on the nightstand. He was fresh out of the backyard studio after filming another intense solo—oiled muscles gleaming, his thick 8-inch cock still half-hard from edging for the camera in a long “**** Daddy Load” video where he’d fucked the fleshlight until the head bulged obscenely and erupted in thick ropes across his abs. Cheri had watched from her director’s chair, fingering herself quietly, but they hadn’t fucked yet. The night felt charged.

Manny picked up the phone. Unknown number. Then another. The messages flooded in.

Ansley: Hey Coach Manny It’s Ansley from the other day… Brianna left her phone on the table and we may have borrowed your number. Don’t be mad. We can’t stop thinking about that massive cock we signed our names next to. Remember how I pressed my cheek against it? It was so warm and heavy… I’ve been touching my tight little pussy every night imagining it stretching me open. Here’s what I’d look like taking the head in my mouth…

A photo attached: Ansley completely naked in her off-campus apartment, kneeling on pink sheets. Her perky C-cup tits were pushed together, nipples pink and hard. Her tongue extended toward the camera as if licking an invisible cock, her tight shaved pussy visibly wet and spread with two fingers. The caption: “This could be wrapped around your fat dick while Maddy licks your balls…”

Maddy: Hey big man. Maddy here Ansley and I are obsessed. Your veiny monster ruined us. We want more than pictures. We want a real threesome. Both of us. We’ll come to your studio anytime. On camera if you want—let the fans watch us worship that giant married cock. I’ll ride your face while Ansley deepthroats you, then we’ll switch and both lick your cum off each other’s tits. We’re 21 and 23, tight, horny, and on birth control. No strings. Just us draining those heavy balls that Brianna doesn’t even know about. What do you say, Daddy?

Another barrage of photos: Maddy’s curvier body, thick DDs spilling out, her fat ass up in the air with a clear view of her dripping pink slit. A video clip of both girls making out, tongues sliding, whispering “We want Coach Manny’s cock” directly into the camera. Their offers were unimaginably seductive raw, eager, zero shame. They described positions in graphic detail: double blowjob with their tongues swirling around the head while it poked out the top, taking turns riding him reverse so he could watch their asses bounce, even letting him fuck them side-by-side doggy while they made out. They promised to moan his porn name on camera and let Cheri film every creampie and facial if he wanted.

Manny’s cock surged back to full hardness instantly, throbbing against his thigh. He hesitated only a moment before walking into the living room where Cheri was lounging in a silk robe that barely contained her massive double-D tits.

“Baby… you need to see this.”

He handed her the phone. Cheri scrolled, her scientist’s eyes widening, then narrowing. Her cheeks flushed deep red. “These are the same girls who swam in my pool? Who lounged in the backyard with our daughter? They live off-campus with Brianna for God’s sake! They stole your number and now they’re sending you nudes and begging to be fucked on camera? The audacity…”

Her voice trembled with genuine upset, but her thighs pressed together. She kept scrolling, reading their filthy offers out loud in a breathy whisper. “They want to drain your balls while fans watch… God, it’s just like the comments on your videos. All those women describing how they’d worship this cock. It turns me on so much… but they’re not having you. You’re mine.”

Cheri’s robe fell open. Her nipples were rock hard, her shaved pussy visibly glistening. The conflict raged in her jealous wife versus the horny producer who got wet reading fan lust for her husband’s monster cock. She tossed the phone aside and pulled Manny into a deep, possessive kiss, tongue fucking his mouth aggressively.

“I’m not sharing you with those college sluts,” she growled against his lips, hand wrapping around his thick shaft and stroking firmly. “But right now I need this cock more than air. Fuck me, Manny. Remind me who you belong to.”

They barely made it to the bedroom. Cheri shoved him onto the bed and climbed over him, but Manny took control, flipping her onto her back and ripping the robe completely off. He buried his face between her thighs first, devouring her soaked cunt with ravenous hunger. His tongue lashed her swollen clit while two thick fingers plunged deep, curling against her G-spot. Cheri’s back arched, massive tits jiggling as she moaned like a pornstar. The first squirting orgasm hit her fast and violent her pussy contracting hard around his fingers as a powerful jet of clear girl-cum sprayed across his chin and chest. She thrashed, heels digging into his back, flooding his mouth while screaming his name.

Manny didn’t let her recover. He climbed up, lined up his massive cock, and slammed in balls-deep in one brutal thrust. Her walls stretched obscenely around his girth, gripping him like velvet heat. He fucked her with deep, punishing strokes pulling almost out before driving back in, his heavy balls slapping her ass. Cheri’s huge tits bounced wildly with every impact. She clawed at his shoulders, legs wrapped tight around his waist.

The second orgasm built rapidly from the relentless pounding. Manny angled his hips to grind against her clit on every thrust. Cheri’s eyes rolled back, her mouth open in a silent scream as another explosive squirt erupted around his pistoning cock. Hot fluid soaked his groin and the sheets, her inner muscles fluttering and milking him in powerful waves that made her entire voluptuous body shake.

He pulled out and flipped her onto all fours. Gripping her wide hips, Manny re-entered her from behind in one savage motion, spanking her ass red as he railed her doggy-style. The sound of skin slapping skin filled the room. Cheri pushed back greedily, ass rippling with every deep thrust. This position let him hit even deeper, the fat head battering her cervix. The third orgasm tore through her like lightning—her pussy clamping down vise-tight as she gushed hard, squirting in rhythmic pulses that dripped down her thighs and his balls while she wailed into the pillow.

Manny kept fucking her straight through it, slowing only to reach around and rub her clit in fast circles. Cheri’s fourth release came almost immediately after, triggered by the overwhelming stimulation. She collapsed forward onto her chest, ass still high as her cunt spasmed violently, another massive squirt shooting out around his thick shaft and soaking the bed beneath them. Her silver-black hair stuck to her sweaty back as she moaned brokenly, “Fuck, baby your cock owns me…”

He pulled her up into a kneeling position, back against his chest, one hand around her throat while the other pinched her nipples. His cock continued spearing up into her soaked pussy. The angle was devastating. Cheri reached down to rub her own clit frantically as he pounded upward. The fifth squirting orgasm exploded through her body long, rolling contractions that made her thighs quiver uncontrollably. Girl-cum sprayed forcefully onto the sheets as she cried out, her massive tits heaving in his grip, walls rippling and squeezing his length in **** milking motions.

By now the bed was a soaked mess. Manny laid her on her side, spooning behind her. He lifted one of her legs high and slid back inside, grinding deep and slow at first, then building to hard, claiming thrusts. His free hand alternated between rubbing her clit and squeezing her bouncing tits. Cheri turned her head to kiss him sloppily, tongues sliding as he fucked her senseless. The sixth and most intense orgasm built from this intimate yet brutal position. It crashed over her like a tidal wave—her entire body locking up then convulsing, pussy gushing in powerful, repeated squirts that ran down both their legs while her inner walls fluttered and clenched around his cock in ecstasy. She screamed into his mouth, tears of overwhelming pleasure leaking from her eyes.

Manny finally couldn’t hold back. He pulled out, flipped her onto her back, and straddled her chest. Cheri pushed her massive, sweat-slick tits together, offering them up. With a deep animal groan he erupted thick, heavy ropes of hot cum blasting across her neck, cleavage, and hard nipples. Jet after jet painted her voluptuous breasts until they gleamed with his load, some landing on her chin which she eagerly licked up.

They collapsed together, bodies sticky and trembling. Cheri traced patterns in his cum on her skin, still breathing hard. “Those girls can beg all they want… but this cock is mine. Though fuck… their messages got me so wet. Maybe we use their thirst to make even filthier content. Just you and me.”

Manny kissed her deeply, already feeling his cock twitch again. The studio operation continued growing, the money poured in, and their private sex had become an all-consuming addiction.