I was too distracted by that delicious, elephant-sized dick to actually pay heed to them, though. The beast was almost entirely soft, yet still it broke through the 25-inch barrier easily. Squeezing and pumping that prick with my full arms, I flexed my biceps and my torso to lift it up, inspecting every inch of that gorgeous breeder like my whole life’s job had been just that: evaluating and ranking the male genitalia, and tasting all the best testicular juice nature had to offer.
The size, girth, and power of that penis shocked me all the time. It’d been four months since I’d begun screwing that impossible male, yet the existence of such gorgeous genital always drilled a few more squirts out of my cunt. Like a queen, I was laying on my man’s torso with my back on his fantastic abs, my head resting on his gigantic chest, my legs wrapped around the base of his unbelievable shaft, mounting it like a unicorn, pushing the prick up and feeling it ooze fresh semen on my face. I opened up my mouth and drank that nectar loudly.
My pussy unloaded a few more pints of squirt when the voices in the black box repeated the question: “earthling, tell us: what happened here?” My squirting was getting much stronger than I could control, so much so that much of it sprinkled loudly on the box’s rectangular surface.
Gargling and gorging on that virile nectar, I made my neck throb to twice its size while gulping its humongous volume, making my bulging belly bloat even harder with the pounds of fresh semen I kept adding to my stomach. It’s been a few weeks since my man and I finally stopped fucking, yet his jizz still kept flowing out of my cunt, my ass, my nostrils, even my ears; every inch of my body colonized and violated by his burning, virile seed.
I couldn’t care less for my “masters” at that moment, to be very honest. “Oh, mm!” I spit a huge load of semen into the air, with pints of it coming through my nose. “Isn’t he a wonderful horse?” Hugging that prick with both of my arms, I flexed my muscles and crushed the penis against my own abs and tits, pulling my biceps to make a huge load of jizz flow into the urethra. The balls of my monster stud rumbled with virile power. I had my feet firmly placed in them, and through my soles I could feel the truckloads of spunk slowly refilling their tanks.
My man could cum like a breeding machine, and nothing made me feel hotter than that! Placing the tip of his jaw-breaking crown on my mouth, I received the gigantic load at full force—a fist-sized, python-like thread of sperm so heavy and powerful it immediately exploded out of my nostrils, making my very eyes bulge and, soon enough, cry tears of sperm. My throat immediately doubled its width to allow for the passage of that endless corridor of virile spunk, burning in its contact, yet begging for more.
*Gloorsh!! Glooorsh!! Glooorsh!!* You could hear the powerful, heavy semen being unloaded in my stomach, making it bloat and my belly bulge while the previous loads already there were pushed down into my guts, and then further down until my anus, from which they burst into his throbbing cock. Once fucked by that human horse at full force, my body could easily become as big as a truck to accommodate the full hard length of his breeder, and even more so to hold all the hundreds of gallons of jizz that he could come in every second. However, at that resting state, after we’d done things that would make Satan’s dick blush and shrivel in fear, I preferred to now deform myself so hideously, and instead to let the cum bloat me up like I had, uh, a baby rhino in my belly, and then flush out the rest through my guts, creating a constant, endless stream that burst out and free through my anus.
I had to control myself so as not to bite and eat that monster cock up. The semen kept flowing inside me, a powerful river of masculine breeding juice keeping my fecundated womb always warm, even scorching, as well as massaging my crowded placenta with loving care, tucking all my babies to sleep.
Every time I was satisfied with the newest load of cum, I lifted the penis up and turned it slightly to the side, letting it ooze spunk on my man’s breast or on the ocean around us. Even without my vigorous foot-massage of his massive testicles, those cum bombs just kept churning out wad after heavy wad of virile junk, the flow of it so perceptible on the monster cock. Despite its immense girth, the cock bulged and boomed with the flow of cum, sometimes shooting fatter loads at considerable distances—enough sperm to rival the full, collective orgasms of ten stallions, yet barely registering as “proper orgasm” for my man. To him, those huge, loud, heavy bursts of cum were akin to nocturnal emissions; that was the cum he unconsciously and carelessly ejaculated when he wasn’t paying attention, not nearly the volcanic power of his orgasm when he was “warming up,” let alone that planet-destroying gushes that his monster balls could muster when he was really aroused.
Sliding my fingers along the titanic veins and arteries that covered that cock, I talked about it like a faithful praising her god: “isn’t this the most massive, gorgeous cock ever known to nature?” My fingers squeezed his balls harder, sinking their skin on the pools of spunk that swirled inside them. “By the gods, he’s soooo virile! Not even in my filthiest dreams could I conceive a man even a thousandth as virile and powerful and cum-full as this wonderful stud. The amount of jizz he can pump in a single second is enough to fill a freaking bathtub. Look!” The penis throbbed and exploded with a particularly savage load of cum: countless gallons flying in an arc and exploding heavily on the ocean dozens of feet away from us. Whenever the prick was not shooting those monstrous loads, however, was when it became even more arousing, drenching my pussy with the countless wads of oil that it squirted in ecstasy: the sound of the jizz coursing inside it was, like, hot marmalade bubbling on a tank. If there was a sound that perfectly encapsulated raw, beastly masculine power, that was it. “Fuck!” I bathed myself on my squirts, feeling my muscles seizing up with the tremendous pleasure. “He’s such a man! Such a stud! I want to worship every inch of this perfect, virile specimen.” I stuck my tongue out. Strange noises came from the floating black box as inch after inch of my tongue revealed itself from my mouth; maybe the aliens hadn’t accounted for my powers of growth, for they reacted with utter surprise, even shock upon seeing the full thirty inches of my python tongue. I wrapped that tongue around the monster penis, coaxing more virile oil out of it along with my hands. Despite having my tongue fully out, my speech remained perfect: “how dare you say that this is the weakest man in your harem? How dare you!” My pumping became more violent, inadvertently coaxing gallons of burning jizz straight on my man’s anesthetized face. “He’s my stud! I feel offended that you call such virile male specimen ‘weak’ in any capacity. Oh, my fucking god!” My feet were making loud, crumbling noises while masturbating his two gigantic testicles. “Do you fucking see the amount of semen this horse is cumming? My god, I can barely see his balls, but I already feel them inflating with… so!… much!… spunk!!” I came. My squirting became deafening for a while. My pussy literally made rain girl cum all around us. My fluids were thick enough so that they hurt upon impact with my skin. My man’s jizz was insanely thick, like semi-hardened cement, but my own pussy juice wasn’t too far off. “Maybe you are jealous.” I cast a nasty look at that floating box. “Maybe your species consists of a bunch of pin-dicked dwarves. Are you jealous of my stallion?” I massaged his balls and pumped his dick even harder, feeling my feet sinking along the sack’s skin on the tanks of semen. Jizz was bursting loudly from the prick. Oh, god! It exploded in loud messes, not ejaculating, but just oozing and bursting above my body, unloading buckets at every blink of the eye. My voice was muffled by every massive wad of jizz that hit my body. Soon, both me and my awesome stud were oozing spunk. “You’re so jealous of this huge cum fountain. Look!” I pointed the dick up and pumped it with my forearms and my elbows. Indecent lassoes of jizz exploded into the air, rising a few feet above us, then massacring our muscles with their weight. “Literally a cum fountain.” Crushing my bloated pussy against the base of that shaft, I turned the soft cock to my mouth and… ate it! My jaw cracked as my lips stretched to over nine inches wide—the width of my lover’s soft cock. Again, strange, uneasy sounds came from the black box, with the aliens so surprised by my sexual abilities.
The truckload of semen invaded my body so hard that, in a fraction of a second, I felt it immediately sloshing inside my stomach, with the stream on my throat and the bloating of my cheeks felt only a second later. The semen snorted out of my nostrils and fell from my eyes. I actually loved filling my skull with so much spunk that even my tear ducts were drenched in semen. Soon, I was openly and unashamedly crying cum! Huge tears of sperm flowed in fat, steamy streams from my eyes; more obscene loads of semen burst from my nostrils, and my cheeks were as huge as a squirrel’s after eating too many accords.
The black box came closer, trying to get a better view of my carnal debauchery. “You have no idea of our species, human.” Strange chats followed in a language I could not understand, like the people behind the microphone were admonishing each other, not talking to me. “We weren’t lying. We never said he was weak.” They quickly changed their tone. “He is, however, the weakest.”
Gigi Potemkin 