Before them, in the middle of that other room, was not only a man, but a Man. «A fucking Man!» A voice shouted in the doctor’s head following the immense heat burning in her chest. There was so much to look at on the other side of the glass that the brains of those girls were truly frozen for a long time, quivering just as much as their eyes swirled on their sockets. Slowly, many tongues got out of their mouths, and droplets of saliva fell on the ground, as loud as the booms of a thunder.
The guy had his legs spread and tied to the back legs of that chair. He was so massive that the chair seemed minuscule in comparison, almost as if he was sitting on a baby or a doll-house seat. His legs were so long and muscular that they actually felt better tied to the rear legs of that chair than on the front ones. His wrists too had been tied on the back of the chair, and the whole seat seemed always about to unfold under his tremendous weight, for the guy was huge beyond any description could make him justice.
“God… by god…” The scientist muttered, walking closer to the screen. Muscles abounded on that white, fair-haired stud. He was so hard and powerful that, even when relaxed, he made his muscles ripple and throb wildly. «Fuck!!» It was so impossible to focus when such paramount of masculinity was laid there like cheap, easy meat before them. «Fuck me, he’s hot!!»
His shoulders were almost as massive as those women were tall. They could literally lay on them like a bed, and there would still be some inches left from their feet. His breasts were two obscene, hard slabs of power that could easily embrace eight women side to side. The width and hardness of those pecs alone got the doctor’s cunt swollen. The long legs of those gorgeous women were glistening with their juices, building puddles around their feet. Their shoes were being ruined by the constant secretion of nectar, and the temperature in the room was quickly rising.
Gazing upon the bear’s mighty arms, the doctor ran scenarios in her head in which the man wrestled mighty beasts into the ground using nothing but his raw, muscular power. The man’s biceps were thicker than her torso, and the veins… «my god, these veins!» The biggest of them could fit three of her fingers.
«My god, what the fuck is this man??» She lowered her gaze on the man’s body, afraid of what she might yet see. She counted his abs, but stopped short of fourteen. She knew the beast had sixteen mighty abs glistening beneath his bronzed skin, but she didn’t have the courage to look at the bottom two. If she did so, she would be staring straight into the man’s genitalia, and that… oh! She didn’t know whether she was strong enough to do it.
“My god!” The power of those abs! Each of those muscles was almost as big as a regular bodybuilder’s biceps! Around the chair, in fact, there were three other chairs completely bent and twisted on the ground. One of the scientists, by her side, explained with a quivering, high-pitched voice: “we tried to tie him to those chairs, but they were too weak. We settled for this titanium one, which is still too small, still too…” But they were all silent again, looking at the most prized asset of that glorious stud.
«His penis. His fucking penis!» The doctor put her hands on the glass and leaned over it, experiencing electric bursts in her hips. She was a hard woman who loved putting her lovers to the test. During most, if not all of her fucking, she took the dominant role, trying to squeeze as much juice as possible of her big-dicked lovers, who nonetheless always failed to last as long as her.
She was a big, powerful Alpha female, and as such she loved and craved for big dicks—and that dick, oh!, was the biggest, hardest, most massive cock any woman like her could ever ask for.
The anaconda fell from the man’s hips into the ground. Half of its floppy, soft body staid curled on the floor, throbbing very gently as the man moved. The size of that thing was just… obscene! The chair was of average size, and still the dick was long enough to sprawl on the ground like a fat snake. The doctor was hypnotized by its girth, was easily thicker than even a very muscular biceps. The beast throbbed and twirled, jumping on the ground as massive veins pumped blood across its tremendous length.
There was a reason why the stud always had his legs so wide open: his massive balls dangled in the chair, half-way down to the ground. They were the biggest, most obscene balls any woman had ever seen, and their hardness was such all the ladies could feel them behind that glass. The monster’s sack was hard and not very baggy, but that’s mostly because everything in him was hard and powerful. His balls were just as big as American footballs, and they throbbed just like hearts, swinging on the chair and hitting its titanium legs. The veins…! «My god!» The veins that covered those balls were pure power! Some of them, indeed, were actually the sperm ducts, holding all the seed that stallion sure produced in insane amounts; they were all so thick and lively, however, it was very difficult knowing which was which just from the distance.
Gigi Potemkin 