Just the Tip

He aimed back down, a huge thirteenth cum-punch pile-driving the top of my right breast, aided by gravity it absolutely knocked my big globe around, shucking away more oil until there was a sort of lake of seed inside the ring of beaded droplets. The streaks of it slid around the sides of my tits, beading out on oil then dripping down in thick globules.

"LOOK AT IT ALL! THIS IS MORE CUM THAN I'VE EVER SEEN IN MY LIFE! YOU'RE THE MANLIEST FUCKING STUD THERE IS! WITH YOUR HUGE FUCKING COCK AND YOUR MONSTROUS FUCKING BALLS AND YOUR GORGEOUS FUCKING LOADS OF GLISTENING BABY-BATTER! OH FUCK FUCK FUCK YES!"

My words were pushed out by an intense little orgasm that rocked my frame. Not only had this stud gotten me off by sucking my tits, now he was making me cum just by making me his cum-doll, dressing me in his sperm.

The fourteenth shot went wild, blowing across the prow of my rack, hitting the left areola and nipple with enough inward aim to splat across my right tit as well, really adding to the waterfall of oiled cum that was drizzling its way down my cleavage. I know it's ridiculous-sounding, but at this point I felt like I must have weighed an extra ten pounds in packed-on jizz alone.

"OHHHHH FUCK YES! FUCK YES! YOUR BALLS HAVE FUCKING GALLONS OF FUCKING CUM IN THEM, FUCKING UNLEASH IT ALL YOU ULTRA-HUNG FUCKING STUD! FUUUUUCK!"

It was with a mix of relief and disappointment that I realized his fifteenth shot was a little less forceful than the one that had preceded it.

He strafed it across my tits, getting the most bang for his buck by spreading it around, he managed to work an almost Zoro-like 'z' across my white-plastered girls.

"Oh yeah?" I said teasingly, "Yeah? You got fucking more for me you god-endowed big-balled fucker?"

His groan was strangled as he pumped a little faster for a moment, seeming to build the goo of two shots into one before he unleashed a surprisingly strong blast that bounced between both breasts in a ricocheting arc, concussing them back and forth a bit, pooling in the already drooling cleavage. At this point my tits were like a pair of snow-capped mountain peaks, the valley in between like a downhill slalom course, I was utterly astounded by just how much cum could poor from one pair of balls, even at their formidable size it was a thing of insanity.

"Ooo! Look at those fucking tits! You've fucking turned my poor titties into cum-silos haven't you? Love the fact that big dick does what it wants, you wanted to ruin a big fat pair of boobs like mine and that's exactly what you did, isn't it? You fucking stud, I fucking love it!"

He groaned and milked his cock, slapping the shiny prickhead against my cum-covered nipples, spewing out little ropes more like other men might cum as the last remnants of his epic blast, by the time he was done hitting and staining them my nipples were each wearing pasties made of his load.

He actually blushed a little when he was done.

"I'm sorry that load was so small," he said, "I don't usually cum so quickly so it has more time to build up."

My jaw dropped. I looked at myself in the mirror. There was cum in my hair. My face wore something not unlike a masquerade mask made of seed, it was especially caked around my eyes in wide circles.

My lips and jaw were an utter mess, his cum there had stacked on an already dire situation from the flow-back of my gagging on his dick earlier. The hollow of my neck was filled with cream and each collar-bone bore glittering globs like rhinestones. My tits, of course, had taken the brunt of it. The loads there were patchy and sparse in places where oil-coated beads of jizz had slid around and fallen off, mostly coating my pale thighs in paler fluid. To top it all off, I was standing in a wide puddle of cum, so much was spattered there in gloppy puddles it looked like someone had been murdered who bled white.

I stared at it all a moment.

I stared at him.

I stared back at my reflection.

"SMALL!? YOU THINK THAT'S FUCKING SMALL!?!?!"

He just shrugged, "when I was a teenager I used to have to fill empty pickle jars or big terracotta pots when I jerked off. You can't imagine how hard it was to hide from my parents."

I shook my head in disbelief.

"Anyway, you should take a shower." He gestured to the bathroom door, "Don't get me wrong, I love the look of you wearing me, but it's probably going to get uncomfortable."

I nodded mutely and helped myself to the joys of a steamy, long shower. There was so much cum and oil it took a surprisingly long time to get myself all clean, but I felt like a million bucks

when I emerged, wrapped in a few towels (well it took one entire towel just to encompass my tits, I wasn't being decadent!) and made my way around the apartment a bit.

I noted that Eric had cleaned up the mess somewhat, and opened the wine. A lovely, full glass was laid out for me. A flash of inspiration hit me and I went to my purse (I'd at least remembered that in my rush from the restaurant) and pawed through it a bit. To my delight I found I was right, there was indeed a small tape-measure in there.

I didn't know if this was a one-night stand or more, but I didn't want to lose my chance to properly document this monster specimen of cock I'd come across. I grinned despite myself as I entered the bedroom, it was gloriously spacious, with big mirrored roller-doors over the closets and even a mirror ceiling that someone could have only designed to appreciate fucking.

Eric was actually passed out... given the strength of his orgasm I shouldn't have been surprised, but it was such an intriguing mixture of hot and cute, the big stud's perfect biceps and thick quads splayed out over the bed, the power of those muscles totally at rest like a perfect illustration of potential energy. His rippling abs rose and fell with his respiration; he didn't snore, but his breathing was audible.

Best of all, of course, was that veritable ox-cock, dead soft and heavy, hanging lewdly all the way to his hip, curled around his leg. I gently seized it and moved it to rest over his monstrous balls in a straight line. I rolled the measure down him with excitement, biting my lower lip as it reached all the way to the seven-inch mark... he was indeed as big soft as the biggest I'd ever seen hard.

I knew there was no way after such an incredible orgasm he'd get hard again, but I couldn't resist slipping that fat cockhead back into my mouth, suckling at its girthy glans. As my tits dragged on his thighs my free hand found it's way to his balls, cupping their heavy weight in my palm I gently squeezed and massaged them around, I found his nuts were so big my hand could get entirely lost in his scrotum if I let it.

To my shock, the cock in my mouth began to stir, fattening up, slowly lengthening. I redoubled my blowjob efforts, cradling his thick stalk in both hands to better move it around, taking advantage of the semi-soft state to get my tongue around every last bit of titanic stud-dick. I worked diligently and soon he was both groaning and growing in his sleep, my hands getting coated in a sheen of messy slobber.

Once again the call of his ponderous nuts, pooling together on the bed in their bloated sack was too much for me to ignore and I let his big dick flop onto his stomach while I bent to pay my worshipful licking respects to them. I savored the meaty, delicious flavor as I ran my slathering lips over them, being careful to give the sides and bottoms extra attention since I worried I'd been neglectful in my shameless ball-licking before.

When I finally pulled back, his cock had reached it's full rigidity, the tumescent fuckstaff well above his belly-button and almost to his nipples. I shook my head, again marveling at his size, and finally chose to learn its full extent. I grabbed it by that thick finger-separating base and steadied it, aiming it right up like a rocket preparing to launch, then carefully rolled the tape measure down his top again. Nine... Ten...

Eleven... twelve... Thirteen... Fourteen...and a half. Fourteen-and-a-half fucking inches of thick throat-stuffing, cunt-ruining monster cock was quivering before me.

I tore the measure in half. I would never need it again.

I stood up carefully, straddling him, keeping the giant dick aimed up as I guided it towards the fat lips of my throbbingly horny cunt, gasping with a mix of relief and panic as I felt the width of it knocking at my netherdoors. But I was so turned on by the mere sight of his tremendous cock, not to mention the pressure it put on my clit just by tugging my labia, not to mention the fact that I'd been basically teasing myself without indulgence this whole time, not to mention, because it bears repeating, the sheer enormity of this fucking dick, I was almost shooting my sweet nectar down his shaft. Indeed thick rivers of my girl-sauce were already gliding down that veiny monster, and that gave me some comfort that it was safe to proceed, I was basically a perpetual lubrication generating factory at this point.

My breath caught in my throat as I dropped a few inches to let that doorknob-fat cockhead part me, showing my poor pussy new widths it never knew it had. I held there though the position was tough on my knees, letting myself get used to the life-changing feeling of being this full with just a few inches inside. Finally after the rythm of my heaving tits had slowed to the point where they were no longer wobbling into contact with each other I sank down to the seven inch mark.

It was nothing like my seven inch boyfriend. He was so much thicker, and the fat cock was so hard the thick veins that criss-crossed it were pressing into my vaginal walls, I could pretty much feel an exact map of his cock inside of me.

I howled as the first body-wracking orgasm took me, collapsing forward so that I was pretty much screaming into his face,

"AAAIIIIINGH! FUCK YOU'RE MAKING ME SQUIRT WHILE YOU'RE FUCKING ASLEEP YOU GODDAMNED STUD! NO MAN SHOULD BE ABLE TO DO THIS TO ME! NNNNNGH!"

He blinked his eyes open from the noise, and probably the sensation of my clenching sex threatening to take his cockhead off for all the force I was giving it. He grinned smugly as he took it all in, my face inches from his, my heavy breasts crushed against his chest, hard nipples digging right into his chiseled pecs, and below that the barest glimpse of his impossibly fat rod buried inside me, gleaming from the jar of sex-jelly I'd just spurted out all over him.

"That's incredible!" he groaned in response, not caring about the fact that his cock was probably going to kill me. He lifted a finger with a sly grin and reached into his bedside drawer, pulling out a little unlabeled bottle.

"What are you-" I started to ask, but he abruptly started spritzing it on me, a fine mist of droplets settling all over my tits, it took him a lot of squirts to cover me completely, but when he was done my huge boulders were once again gleaming in a sheen of oil. It was definitely a different recipe, the scent somehow more savory and less chemical than the baby oil, the way it sat on my jugs made them gleam from every angle of the mirrored surfaces, yet it didn't look as thick or layered on. I was intrigued, but let him enjoy the show as I reared back, jiggled my pair for him and pounded down another few inches of cock.

My face turned into a mask of pure lust as he hit what felt like a new level of my cunt, I seemed to ripple on him in more than one place at once, motions I couldn't control with my talented kegel muscles, just involuntary reactions. The orgasmic wave that hit me then was insane, it was like he'd planted a time-delayed pleasure-bomb inside of me that had only just now decided to go off, my chest and face felt hot and I could sense the beads of sweat beginning to stand out there even though my eyes were now closed in ecstasy.

I was still cumming as I slowly brought myself to what must have been about a foot of cock deep, the cream now pouring from me in thick sheets, drenching the both of us and the bed beneath. I beat my fists on his chest and bent, resting my oiled tits on him again as I took a vengeful bite of his densely muscled shoulder. He grimaced, but pet my hair and back encouragingly, it seemed he was used to his cock inspiring this kind of reaction in a girl.

I was so frustrated when I felt his head touch my cervix an inch later, I'd have to have a lot of control to avoid hurting myself, just like with sucking him. But I didn't lack control, I used my legs and rose back up, loving the feel of his glans as it raked my inner walls, my command of my body was so fine I had just the very tip of his head still on me when I stopped my ascent, then I slid back down, burying the roughly thirteen inches of cock my cunt could handle all the way back inside, shuddering violently as another huge orgasm racked my frame.

I rose and fell a little faster each time, arching forward, the greater speed really bringing some shake to my glistening, oiled tits, I bucked and came and danced the pair right in his face, shaking them to the left and right while the natural momentum of the deep fucking made them move sway up and down; the titanic girls were practically swinging in circles.

"YES YES YES! OH FUCK YEEEEEEES! YOUR GIANT COCK IS CORING ME OUT! I FUCKING LOVE YOUR HUGE FUCKING COCK YOU BULL-HUNG MEGADICKED STUD! GOD FUCKING DAMN YOU GO DEEEEEEP!"

I felt like my orgasms were chasing each other, and some part of me wanted them to catch one another, I panted for breath as I began to thrash up and down on his monstrous member, my tits beginning to bounce properly, sometimes swinging so low in time to my motions the huge pair crashed into his face with heavy softness, at others, they clapped together like they were giving his cock the thunderous applause it deserved. Each time my tits bounced the vast momentum blew more droplets of oil off of them, I'm sure joined by a bit of sweat, it was taking energy to both rock and cum this much, but it just felt so good as I came over and over I kept right on going.

A new idea struck me, and though it made me feel guilty to deprive him of my massively moving boobs, I slide up to just the very top of his cock again and carefully turned around, remounting him in reverse cowgirl. I sunk down, finding the new position allowed me to finally swallow the last of him, though it was still pushing in on my sensitive cervix a bit. The lovely out-bowing of cock's curve in this new position also put intense pressure on my g-spot, making me forget how to breathe for several seconds as I adjusted to the intense new sensation.

As I put one hand on his strong right quadricep to support myself, and the other greedily seized a meaty handful of his ball-sack, I heard that spritzing sound again, and giggled with a bit of shock. The stud was oiling up my giant, juicy ass-cheeks now! I looked back at him with a playful look of shock,

"What are you doing to my big round booty, stud?"

"Anything I want, babe." He shot back, punctuating his statement with a sharp spank to my ass, I could see in the many mirrors that the ripple of the impact went through my whole body, not only rocking my now-gleaming ass-cheeks around but also making my tits shake with the concussive force.

"Oh yeah, I love being able to see my face in your butt!" he laughed, giving the other cheek a similar spank.

That was my cue and I began to bounce and bounce, leaning forward, tits clapping together again, ass dancing right in his face. Even though I was absolutely cumming my brains out on the giant fuckpole I put some effort into what my derriere was doing, carefully twerking with every bounce, isolating one ass cheek to bounce more than the other, then reversing it, rolling my ass up and down in skilful undulations and rhythmic booty-claps, loving the solid feel of his chest as I slapped my oil-glazed butt right down on it.

Apparently something about that stirred a dominant beast in him, he roared as his gargantuan cock throbbed and sat up with speed and strength that startled me, suddenly I was bent over, one of his strong hands wrapped up in my hair, his hips making a wet slapping noise as he plowed himself into me, fucking me with skill and power. I normally don't go for doggy-style sex all that much, but with his size it was like this was some whole new position, one designed to spoil me for all other men forever.

One of the many marvelous things about him was his control, I would have feared him smashing my cervix in, but despite the jackhammer-like speed of his prodigious fuckstrokes, he managed to stop at the last millisecond, practically kissing my innermost spot with his cockhead at every deep pound. Beneath me, his bulky balls were swinging up to pummel my clit, drawing what felt like some other kind of orgasm that tucked itself neatly between the miniscule gaps of the other cluster-gasms that were already ripping through me almost constantly.

I looked back over my shoulder at him,

"Oh JESUS the boy can fuck! That's it stud! THAT'S FUCKING IT! RIGHT THERE! DON'T STOP! OH FUCK, WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING TO ME? WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO MY FUCKING CUNT!?!?"

I whimpered, totally losing control of my mind as my pussy throbbed and tried to squirt juices out.

In the wake of his unrelenting strokes the juices just sort of exploded up everywhere, spattering shameless drops of my lust against his perfect abs, the headboard of the bed, the end-tables and the mirrored wall, streaks of my were everywhere as my sweaty oiled tits slapped together and my glistening ass bucked.

I lost consciousness for just a moment, and when I came to his head was bursting free of me as he growled and stroked himself. I couldn't tell if oil had transferred to his gigantic prick or if he was just so thoroughly coated in my fuck-juices that it looked like, but either way he was well-lubricated as he began to stroke himself off with both hands, sliding those meaty paws up and down his endlessly epic elephantine enormous cock, the boy's balls were tight and he was clearly about to blow.

I wasted no time, flipping my exhausted form over and curling up onto my knees for him. It wasn't that I minded the facial earlier, but I knew the devastating force behind that colossal cum-cannon now and I wasn't going to let it get the better of me so easily again. My hands slipped and slid on my massive tits as I squeezed them together and offered them up for him.

"DO IT STUD! I LOVE YOUR FUCKING COCK AND I WANT YOU TO DROWN MY TITS IN YOUR CUM!"

To entice him further I licked my lips and pinched hard at my nipples, turning the round pink gum-drops red then purple as I strained to show him my eagerness for his load.

He cut loose at last, his first huge shot basting my left tit, the thick rope of spooge hitting the nipple dead-on then coiling up to splatter the rest of the breast's top, the stream reaching as high as my collar-bone before it petered out.

A second big shot was similar, hitting my left tit just above the nipples, splattering down around the sides of huge mammary gland, practically shellacking the oil right off. This was a thinner, wetter oil and each of his cum shots was essentially cleaning my breast before re-dirtying it.

A third launch struck the inside of my right breast, caroming around inside my cleavage in splattery little patches that merged with the oil, beads of white sliding down to the bottoms of my pendulous pair.

Shot number four flew high and I could see an almost apologetic flinch as the cum-bomb burst against the hollow of my throat and flew high, nasty spatters of oiled cum streaking my cheekbones and a little bit of one ear.

The fifth of his spurting wads was back in control, a direct hit to my right breast, so dead-on and fast and thick that I could literally see my nipple punch into my tit from the impact, the blast-zone afterwards making a dinner-plate of white all over my breast, even at the edges save for some webbing streaks that dripped every which way.