Bath Time from Daddy!

With great struggle, my master aimed his prick on my back.

‘Time for your bath, big boy.’

My massive, muscular chest was pressed against the ground, my anus hurting and my red buttocks throbbing thanks to the pain of a penetration that had just a while ago ended.

My gigantic master —the biggest, most muscular, most ripped, and well-endowed male in the world— aimed his horse-sized prick at my back, where it kept expelling his thick, powerful semen.

The super male had been coming for over ten minutes straight, and still that didn’t seem nothing to him.

I heard his powerful, throaty roars as the sperm flowed up again through his urethra, at the speed of sound.

His balls were the size of Easter eggs; actually, they were slightly bigger, more like ostrich eggs, but immeasurably heavier, like bowling balls made of solid iron.

The male roared some more, feeling the spunk flow through his immense prick.

Even with the sperm running at over 150 miles-per-hour, he needed a lot of time, almost an eternity for the spunk for flow all the way up through his gigantic dong.

The monster, after all, had sixteen inches of cock —more cock that a literal stallion, and weighting the same thing as three or four equine pricks.

My master was a horse —and his divine seed would be unloaded with the strength of a volcano in my naked back.

I tried to scream, to shake my ass with pleasure, but through my mouth still flowed the dozens of pints of semen my master had ejaculated nonstop on my anus.

My body, though a prime sculpture of muscles and male power, seemed at the time swollen like a balloon, with over a full gallon in my guts, another gallon in my stomach, and an extra gallon in my throat —each gallon, mind you, weighing about a hundred pounds.

At that moment, I had literally over three hundred pounds of seed added to my body, and all of them were still being expelled through my mouth and anus, both stretched wider than it would be anatomically possible for any human being.

While I counted the microseconds for my master to ejaculate, I spit out all the spunk he had injected on me.

The liquid was thick; almost impossibly hard, as if my master came cement.

I opened my mouth, but the monstrous volume didn’t simply flow out on its own; I needed to flex my abs and squeeze my belly so that it slowly, like a giant slug , emerged out through my lips, my nose, even my eyes, as if several huge dicks were flowing out of my body.

In terms of sheer density, my master’s spunk was twice as thick as my own—which was already stupidly dense on its own right, mind you!—, and no less than twenty times the hardness and consistency of a normal man’s.

It was no exaggeration to say, therefore, that a drop of his semen was worth the full loads of other ten, twenty virile men —and my master, oh, was far from being a guy who came “just” a drop.

With a final roar, the bull announced the spunk bursting again from his prick. I felt as if my very soul was split in half.

My eyes swirled, sinking into my brain. If I were just like any other person, I would have died there, right in that instant.

Through my mouth, the spunk was expelled in extremely high speed. ‘Goooorshh…!!!’ I writhed while I felt the thick broth running like trains through my throat.

For a second, my consciousness disappeared —and soon it returned, of course, just to suffer under that massacre of semen from my Alpha male.

My monster roared and jerked himself off. His prick unloaded a true river inside me, so wide and long that its urethra could fit about five fingers of a really big hand.

The male closed his own eyes and roared to the skies, being swept away by such divine pleasures.

My body started to sink on the ground, so intense was the pressure on my back. Within moments, I heard that prick swell and throb with greater strength.

Holy fucking shit! That cock was so huge and powerful that I literally could hear my own muscles working!

There were more thick veins covering it than the wole arm of a bodybuilder.

‘Ooooorrrhhh!!!’ The male roared. His prick expelled gallons with no end.

The best comparison I can make about its power is with a fireman’s hose (even though there was no firetruck in the world able to stock the same loads of spunk that male produced.

In just five seconds, I felt the pile of sperm growing on my back. My body had already sunk some five inches in the ground, so huge was the pressure of that broth.

The spunk covered my head and started dropping like waterfalls from my forehead. The pile of semen on my back was already some three feet high.

My master smiled and jerked off with just one hand, manhandling his insatiable prick, which just couldn’t stop ejaculating.

Wild animals fled the forest, for the masculine smell of that semen was enough to scare away any Alpha male in a radius of about ten miles.

The mountain of sperm had grown to over seven feet-high —and it only kept growing and growing, indefinitely.

‘I never came like that with any woman!’ My male spoke very casually. ‘I can never release more than 5% of all my might with any normal human being! But you can take it, heh, big boy? You can take everything, can’t you? Ah, I know you can! Your flesh is like my flesh; your blood, as perfect and high-quality as mine, and you’re gonna take all my spunk without taking or even complaining, for you’re a superior Alpha male, just like your old master here! You… are a true stud!’

I screamed under all that spunk, which weighed over my had as if a rhinoceros had sat on it.

I didn’t resist the temptation of opening my mouth and literally biting that marvelous spunk, chewing it like it was a very tasty meat.

The taste of that sweet spunk was the taste of pure masculinity! I could never taste or prove a male any more perfect like that one!

The truckloads of semen burst uncontrollably from his gigantic cock.

And even after he’d come over five hundred gallons around me, my male kept coming and nutting, unloading sack after sack of semen on my back from his prick, which was literally thick than an elephant trunk.

Within moments, grabbing fistfuls of his own semen, the male sank his hand on the mountain of spunk and grabbed my leg, pulling me out aggressively.

‘Com’ere, whore!’

My body made a trail while being dragged on the grounds. I never thought I’d need a male who’d make me feel “small” with my fourteen inches of cock, but there was my master, triumphantly beating me with his impressive sixteen inches!

Holy fucking shit! Just the difference between our cocks would make four half the length of an average male!

Without care of tenderness, my master turned me belly up.

‘I’m gonna bathe you, whore!’

‘Oooorrh!!’

‘Seed!’ My master almost lost control. ‘Drink all my... uuuuurrhh!!... seed, you goddamn bastard!’

And spunk, indeed, was what that male with the body of a horse and the prick of a bull came straight in my face —a jet so stupidly strong that, if I weren’t the second most powerful man in the world, would have ripped my head off and sent it flying far away: BLOOOOOORSSHH…!!!

Was it just me or my master was getting more potent as the fucking went on?

A marvelous smile grew on his huge, masculine face, as my own face was buried under a growing pile of jizz.

I let myself be bathed by that semen meteor while my prick, breaking through thick layers of milk in my waist, pointed up, thick and coarse, and ejaculated yet more pints of lubes, cumming nonstop with all that bath of pure, condensate masculinity I was taking.

My master slowly raised his fat, throbbing, heavy prick in my body, drowning my chest under pounds of his seed.

He roared. Veins as thick as fingers ran over his virile body up to my neck. ‘Oooooaarrrrhh!!!’

Lowering his prick, he unloaded buckets of semen in my abs, who’s twelve ripped muscles disappeared altogether.

I puke even more spunk out, feeling not just punches in my belly, but the headbutts of about fifty bulls at a time.

I opened my mouth and vomited half-a-gallon of spunk. Though I was the second most powerful man in the world, that male right there knocked me out with his ejaculations alone.

The body of my male grew even bigger, reaching as high as 7.5ft.

That super-male unleashed even more obscene loads through his prick, as his urethra could now hold some six or seven fingers at a time!’

Jets of steam burst from his pores at every passing second. My male had transformed into a true sex machine, with his gigantic balls literally more powerful than a truck’s engine.

It didn’t take long for my body to be completely covered by the virile ocean his penis ejaculated, nor for the tower of semen to grow up to obscene heights, towering over my body.

His penis kept nutting thick loads of jizz over that pile until it reached a record twenty-five feet of height, after which it finally came tumbling down.

This time, about six hundred gallons of spunk had fallen on the earth.

But my master was still far from being satisfied. ‘Come here, you little whore!’

Without hesitation, my powerful man stuck his arms into the ocean of spunk and dragged my body out of there, holding my prick soon after and forcing me on my knees before his balls.

‘Time to fuck you through our other pussy, big boy!’

At no moment, by the way, did his prick stop cumming; it shot volleys and yet more volleys in the air; thick and scalding loads rising as far as thirty feet into the sky and then splashing around me.

Huffing and puffing, I could barely understand my surroundings, though I knew quite well that the balls of that magnificent prick was throbbing before me. I could feel the aura emanating from that at every throb!

My knees had barely touched the ground, however, when my master grabbed his tremendous cock and **** it against my mouth, stretching my jaw to an inhuman width.

He roared, twitching his face in pleasure. ‘That’s what I like, big girl!’

I bit that helmet with the greatest possible strength, in an unexpected reflex, but the all-powerful male not only didn’t feel anything, but it was my teeth which seemed to break with the amazing hardness of that prick. His penis must have been made of iron or granite, that was the only explanation!

I received on my face monstrous salvos of such a scalding spunk that the face of any other person would have been carbonized down to the skull.

His spunk bubbled, so scalding it was! My body valiantly resisted those volcanic salvos with tectonic strength from his horse-sized prick.

My super male rolled his eyes while forcing his prick into my mouth, very close to breaking my teeth if I kept resisting.

‘Gooorrhh!!’ I came. ‘Gooorhh!!’

My stomach was being filled again with spunk, but now from the opposite end of my body. I felt my throat stretching and my body quickly swelling with the truckloads of spunk that monster unloaded in me.

All this time, I jerked off ferociously with my right hand, extracting more jets of lubes from my huge, bloated prick, and ignoring the pain from my last, even more ferocious ejaculation.

My male roared and smiled with satisfaction, very happy to see all the pleasure he caused on me.

‘You liking your master’s prick?’

‘Mmmrmm…!!’ I shivered from head to toe.

‘Then take all of it, my pretty bitch!’ And he crammed his prick in my mouth.

My left hand went down to his testicles, grabbing them with **** ferociousness, trying to feel its pure virility.

At the same time, I felt my prick throb with increasing strength, which was almost the beginning of a new orgasm.

Those balls were pure power! No other male of any specimen in the animal kingdom would ever have testicles as large, heavy, and potent.

When I say my master’s testicles worked like engines, I wasn’t exaggerating a bit; in fact, jet or cruise ship engines would never be as powerful as those two monuments of pure, condensed virility my old man possessed.

My prick unloaded jets and more jets of lubes between his own legs, completely taken by the pleasure of just seeing those two, magnificent spheres.

It was literally possible to feel the semen flowing inside those monstrosities, swelling its ducts and shooting loads up to the urethra.

Right there, squeezing that sack with my hand, I felt the insane pace with which his equine genitalia produced spunk: for every half-a-second, a new monster load was sent up its shaft! No wonder the two balls jumped like pistons of an engine!

My hand burned. I had a belly more prominent than two pregnant women, with my massive body withholding over five gallons (five hundred pounds!) of immensely thick spunk on my belly and guts.

The spunk was left no option if not to flow through my guts: quickly, like a serpent, that borth inflated my guts, filling it up like a party balloon.

I came as I noticed the spunk flowing back up into my throat. For every jet, I had **** but to cough and vomit heavy loads of lubes out though my mouth and nose. In fact, I sneezed a long, thick thread though each nostril —just the spunk that left though a single of my nostrils was equivalent to the full ejaculate of ten other males.

That male was using me like a sperm tank, humiliating me absolutely with his unbelievably superior load —hotter, thicker, more copious than anything my own prick could produce.

And so, bathing myself in all that dominance of that unquestionable Alpha male, my cock throbbed, and another tremendous white, thick, scalding jet left its urethra. My spunk hit my male’s buttock with incredible strength, without however even disturbing him.

My powerful male kept roaring. ‘Yeah, my boy! Cum for your male, cum!’ And I came even harder, as if deeply honored for obeying his commands, jerking off at least seven times a second, massacring my prik with my strong hand while it vomited thick jet after thick jet of spunk.

Soon, a small mountain of semen bathed my master’s back and, dropping on the ground, it slowly grew between his legs —my own spunk, now!

Though I felt a little bit of pleasure for coming some handsomely for the fourth time in a row in less than an hour, I should always remember that my spunk couldn’t compare to the majestic broth of my own master, which now penetrated my guts and flowed straight into my belly.

I shivered, filled with over four gallons of spunk on my body.

Over four hundred gallons of masculine milk filled my ultra-muscular organism—and that was still just about 40, at most 50% of that male’s power!

Just that tiny ejaculation of his had created about a thousand a two hundred gallons of spunk!

I felt the spunk powerfully stretch out my ass and burst though it like a hose. My waist was lifted off the ground by the simple **** of that broth!

Still nutting nonstop, I felt once again my energies abandon me, and that monster was still not even eight inches into my body!

‘I want to fuck you down to your stomach! To cum straight in your belly!’

My mouth was so wide open that through it one could put a whole fist, but even that wasn’t enough for that horse prick, literally thicker than a boa constrictor.

While I jerked off and grabbed my master’s titanium balls, he grabbed my head with both hands and pulled with total **** against his prick.

I started to cough and sneeze blood thanks to the tremendous strength with which that prick destroyed me. It was no shock that parts of my body had already been ruined thanks to the size and the power of that member.

Inside my body, through all my whole, for more than forty minutes I had been receiving more potent blows that horse kicks at every second, and it was shocking that even a body as perfect as ripped as my own could withstand that tremendous **** of nature without at least going into a coma.

Crooorsshh!! I felt the monstrous prick penetrate some extra three inches into my body, and soon another three, opening up the way down to my stomach.

His jets already fell straight in my organ, ravishing it harder and harder, filling and stretching it like an yoga ball.

My prick ejaculated as if wanting to surpass his own ejaculation: frenetic and hasty. Still, four ejaculations of mine didn’t even amount to a single one of his, who kept penetrating me until he felt the unique and distinct heat of my stomach enveloping his prick.

‘I killed a couple ladies like this: I fucked them down to their stomachs!’

‘Gooorrhh…!!’

‘When I ejaculated, the poor little girl was perforated from her belly to her anus. I ruined her guts; you should have seen it!’

I tried to not even picture the scent, yet I kept coming just by knowing the sheer power with which that stud could ruin me.

I rolled my eyes, which cried spunk, while my prick ejaculated longer and longer jets over my master’s body, some of them surpassing eight feet of height behind his back.

My jets splashed down and piled up in a mountain of about three feet high between his legs and around his body —a good thirty gallons of spunk compared to the hundred he came inside my body!

The mountain of spunk which grew under and behind my anus, by the way, now reached about seven feet high, reaching up to the chin of my master, who smiled and laughed when seen the amount of fluids he put inside me.

‘I came about two thousand gallons just in this round, young man!’

I flailed around and grabbed his balls, making my wrists hurt with the hardness of those glands.

My master’s sack made coarse, constant noise through its explosive pulses —like a big feline purring, though much louder.

The goblets of spunk each testicle produced were sometimes like golf balls running inside my ducts.

At a certain point, I abandoned my own prick to grab that phenomenal scrotum with both of my hands —an explicit gesture of recognition that my man’s masculinity surpassed that of my own genitalia.

I came. More and more jets of spunk left my anus, my nose, and my mouth.

My master roared, meanwhile, with his eyes shut, feeling my hands massaging his tremendous balls like a professional geisha.

‘What a delicious massage, my big, big boy!’

Heavens! What a marvelous thing it was feeling his broth flowing inside that scrotum —each ball now larger than a guacamole.

My male squeezed my head as if he wanted to break my skull, and then he pulled me with even greater strength, penetrating the remaining inches of his prick on my mouth.

Yet more spunk blasted from my nostrils, and I felt his prick not only penetrating my belly, but actually pressing hard against its walls.

That male was penetrating me from my mouth down to the entrance of my guts, on which he directly unloaded his unbelievable spunk.

‘Woooow, my boy!! Your pussy is the world’s finest!’ He looked at me with an evil smile. ‘From this day on, I’ll fuck you at least once a day.’ Literally pints of spunk blasted through my nostrils at least every ten seconds or so. ‘No one can handle my power as well as you do! No other living be… oooorhh!!’ His ejaculation increased. ‘No one can handle the tremendous power of my body or my prick!’

My eyes rolled and my prick ejaculated with even greater strength, and my body was completely taken by the ecstasy of being praised by that unbelievable stud.

He was a horse! Nothing less than a magnificent, powerful stallion capable of literally perforating a mare’s womb with that first-class prick!

The fact I had been chosen as the recipient of his semen only made me even more honored… and scared as ever!

‘I have never tasted anyone’s guts before!’ He commented before laughing it off, as well as shooting over more obscene jets of milk in my guts.’

I felt as if I had a whole arm stuck in my ass. Words alone cannot describe the obscene, inhuman size that human horse stuck in me.

I squeezed his balls and made yet more jets of spunk be released from his meat cannons.

For the love of god, those testicles alone were as hard as his cock at its hardest, as if they were made of a material science itself hadn’t discovered yet!

My penis stopped ejaculating much before my master had reached about 25% of his normal power. In fact, when I was done shooting, my prick remained aching and hurting even more, as if that “small” ejaculation had been big enough for even my body to handle.

And my stallion, still, kept unloading full pints of semen every second inside my guts —he had been coming nonstop for over half-an-hour now, which made my own ten unbroken minutes look even more ridiculous.

‘Are you done bathing your master with your delicious broth, kid?’

At that time, I didn’t even try to reply, using all my energy, instead, to just remain alive.

The powerful super stud extracted his penis from me, considering himself satisfied.

I felt my muscles throbbing, my fibers shivering, and my whole body growing as he let go that profound roar of pleasure, pulling his monstrous member slowly out through my throat.

The sheer strength of his ejaculations helped him propel his dick out of me. With a vacuum growing inside me, I felt that anaconda leave the stomach, then all the length of my throat, finally reaching my mouth and, once again, almost blasting my teeth away as its overregarded helmet was finally free.

‘Ha, ha, ha, ha!’ Very conscious of his aggressive size, my master laughed when hearing the pop of his helmet leaving my mouth and nearly destroying my jaw. ‘Oooh, boy, that’s the good stuff!’

The spunk exploded out of my mouth and nose like three jets, and my master grabbed me by the hair so I did not fall off.

‘Big boy. Let me paint your body all white so you can finally take a well-deserved nap.’

I shivered and withered, experiencing another set of multiple orgasms with that manly milk inside me.

My lord aimed his gushing prick on my face and… blooooorsshh!!! She unleashed it all!

He let gallons and yet more gallons of delicious broth bursting on my face, immediately coating it with a single nut, and them painting all my body with his successive orgasms.

One, two, three…! Three nuts in a second, each of them, fat, scorching and heavy —and the quickest his prick had come throughout that shole session.

Blooorssh, bloooorssh, blooooorsh...!! Twenty-six, twenty-seven, twenty-eight...! I felt absurd punches in my pec and stomach, suffering painful blows with that which wasn’t but 10% of his full might.

Roaring louder and quicker, my master pulled my hair with greater strength, lifting my body over the new ocean of spunk he build beneath my body.

The twenty-feet-high tower of spunk behind me, by the way, which I had shat with his ejaculations through my anus, started to dangle around until it finally fell on my left. Boom!!! As soon as it crashed down on the ground, I received even more powerful salvos from my master straight on my face.

‘You can sleep if you want, young man. Daddy’s gonna cover you with a nice, warm mountain of spunk that you can use as a blanket, okay?’

And just like that he kept coming, salvo after salvo of sperm mixed with pure testosterone over me, until my body lost all its senses and was completely enveloped by an ocean of heat and darkness.