Take a load off

Heather and Kelly, the ones who had admired his prowess with weights, drew closer, and Heather boldly patted and stroked the top of his erection.

"Mmm, maybe if I stroke him like this, that'll get him off, Kelly."

"Oh, no!" chirped Kelly, instantly getting into the role of a co-conspirator. She began to stroke his shaft's sensitive underside. "I think THIS is the way, Heather!"

"THIS is the way, Kelly."

"No, THIS is the way, Heather."

"Oh, all right -- we'll BOTH jack him off!"

Kelly giggled. "There's so much of him to go around -- why not?"

"Excuse me, tall strong handsome stranger -- may I go down on you!"

"Ooh, ooh! Me too, me too!"

Gunnar was amazed. "Sure," he managed to reply.

He watched in fascination as his cock was clamped snugly at the intersection of four large full soft breasts, with two snaking tongues from two sets of incredible lips hungrily licking away at him like some nutritious lollypop. Yet it was not just their expert tongues, but their throaty moans of job satisfaction. They licked harder, stroked faster, moaned more dramatically -- and in time Gunnar could not help but surrender his load.

Daphne shrieked -- but with a strangely horrified smile -- as Gunnar ejaculated. The others gasped and whistled. Buffy even gave a golf clap.

"Thank you," he said.

"Oh, thank you, thank YOU!" gushed Finola. "We never knew they could get so fucking huge! You've really opened us up -- I mean, opened our minds!"

Heather and Kelly got up off their knees, and Gunnar left slowly. he was intrigued to see the other girls back quickly away from him -- as fascinated as they were by him, they were still wary of him as possessor of some inhuman, or superhuman, weapon.